#now i wanna be a siren who lures men to their deaths

[if-you-like-pina-colada-s]

Girl help I'm addicted to this song now

#she popped off fr #now i wanna be a siren who lures men to their deaths #but no i had to be a normal ass human #unfair #Youtube

[samuskitchen]

bottom of the deep blue. (8)

⇒ mermaid!suna x siren!reader

summary : sirens, creatures of unmatched beauty and cunning charm, they lure men in with their voices and grace, taking advantage of all the gullible fishermen and pirates. mermaids, the peacekeepers of the deep blue sea, naive and kind to a fault at times. a fated encounter between the two underwater dwellers leads to a difficult situation and a love that shouldn’t be.

warnings : character death, mentions of blood , somewhat graphic description of flesh being uhh eaten?? , mentions of torture, cruel treatment, description of mutilation, mental breakdowns, just a lot of death and fear.

genre : mermaid au, pirate au, angst, fluff, hurt/comfort, betrayal

a/n : i’m so sorry it took me so long to post the final chapter, after this there’ll be a short epilogue that i’ll probably post later on in the week, and then i might take a break from writing a series (i have more planned but i wanna work on the ideas more) so i’ll probably release one shots for a bit!! pls reblog or comment or send me a message in my inbox if you enjoyed or had any criticisms 🫣🫂🫂

w/c : 2.7k

rintarou shifted awkwardly under the harsh glares of your sisters, each one of them taking their time to inspect him carefully.

“yn never talked about you, but we knew when she’d come back later than usual, a bright smile on her face— we knew it had to be because she met someone.” the eldest broke the silence.

suna swallowed back his guilt at her words, he knew you cared for him, that there was something slowly blooming between the two of you, yet that didn’t stop him. he realised his selfishness cost him the one thing he desired most, freedom wasn’t above the water surrounded by people who had no care for him.

he realised too late that freedom was with you. spending hours in your little cave, hidden away from the world and the burdens you both carried, freedom was holding your hand as the two of you sat on the rocks together watching the sunset or running through the markets.

rintarou took far too long to realise that freedom was with you.

“i’m sorry…” suna wished he could do more or say more to even the tide, but the damage had already been done, you had been ripped away from your family and the life you had grown accustomed to, albeit a life you didn’t want to live, however you were safe and your safety should have been his biggest priority.

your sisters stare at him, gaze stone cold and filled with judgement at the fidgeting merman who could only bow his head and lay a hand on his heart if only to show his sincerity for what has happened. his apology is not enough.

“you expect us to accept your foolish apology and move on? our sister is being harmed and by the time we find her, she may very well be dead. your remorse is not needed, your help is needed.” the eldest spoke to him, her tone sharp.

rintarou nodded and lifted his head up, gazing back at her. “i know where she is, i can lead us to them. if we go now we may be able to make it to them before the sun rises. these humans are weakest at night.”

“good. we will need every advantage to rip their throats out as slowly and painfully as possible.”

—

the ocean was bustling in the night, all types of creatures came out to hunt for their meal or travel the vast waters for a new place to stay. the group of sirens led by the merman sped through the currents, ignoring the fish that would scramble out of their paths.

“they should be further ahead. once we make it under the boat, remember the plan. rintarou you make your way back onto the ship, we will start the melodies as soon as you give us the signal.”

rintarou gives a short nod, and with that the group pushes forward, speed increasing as the urgency to get to the travelling boat rises. if they’re even a little late it could result in the end of your existence and if that happens, rintarou would accept any punishment your sisters had ready for him.

after a few more minutes of swimming the group sees the large paddles of the ship below the water, lying dormant as most of the crew must have finally been allowed rest. rintarou takes this as a good sign, and with a small smile he swims closer to the boat.

they all slow down once they make it to the first paddle, with quiet nods the group splits off, your sisters surrounding the boat, and rintarou swimming over to the side where the large ropes had been thrown over.

rintarou turns to your eldest sister, giving her an appreciative nod before swimming up to the surface. with a deep breath he begins the climb, at first it had been a struggle with the fact that he had to carry most of his tail weight, but the further up he got and the more he dried off, his human legs had finally formed again.

he tried keeping his grunts as quiet as possible, but climbing the rope while being hit with the strong ocean winds was something he had not been prepared for, so with a final grunt he throws himself over the edge of the boats barriers. eyes searching for a sack or long fabric he could tie around his nude waist before finding you and confronting yuuji.

much to rintarou’s luck, he found a pair of abandoned pants, most likely from a drunk crew mate. he slipped into the pants and sprinted down to where you were held the last time he was on the boat. with a speed he wasn’t used to and a strength he didn’t know he had, he threw the doors open and ran down the stairs.

his heart stuttered at the sight of your empty cage and the blood soaking the ground. his legs felt weak and with a choked gasp he fell to his knees. a hand raising to his mouth to cover the sobs that threatened to spill out.

i’m so sorry, i’m so so sorry yn.

after a few agonisingly quiet seconds, he sharply inhaled and slowly began rising again. he’d kill that bastard yuuji first, and once he’s delivered the lifeless corpse of that wicked captain to your sisters, he’d let them have their way with him, it was what he deserved after all.

rintarou turns back to the entrance, feet dragging as his hands shook with both an anger and sadness he’d never felt before. one foot after the other he climbed the stairs slowly, hands gripping the bannister as he made his ascent.

“well, you sure are desperate.” rintarou’s head snapped up at the sound of yuuji’s voice.

there, right in front of the door, stood captain yuuji. he had a twisted smirk on his face, a tone filled with cynicism and an evil glint shining within his eyes. and trapped within his arms, was you. your legs had formed and rintarou couldn’t bear to look down at them, keeping his head up he examined your shaking body, hands gripping yuuji’s arms tightly as he tightened his own grip around your throat.

you were alive. rintarou felt his body relax just the slightest bit, stifling a sigh of relief. he cleared his throat and returned his gaze back to yuuji, glaring at the man who continued to smirk down at the weak man at the bottom of the staircase.

“if i remember correctly, i said i'd kill you the next time i saw you. isn’t that right rintarou?”

gulping back his fear, rintarou holds his ground. “you’d like that wouldn’t you, yuuji? unfortunately for you, that’s not gonna happen.”

with a deep inhale, rintarou brings his fingers to his lips and let out a loud whistle, running up the rest of the stairs, he shoves yuuji aside, ripping you away from his side and dragging your shaking body to the edge of the ship, pushing your body behind his as the air begins to fill with the soft and beautiful harmony of the sirens below.

yuuji’s eyes slowly widen, hands moving to block his ears, screaming for his men to help him, his hands grip his ears tightly, nails digging into his flesh and scalp. yuuji’s legs begin to shake, he runs to the doors of the crews’ bunks, kicking the door open, screaming for his men to wake up.

the ship falls into chaos, men shouting to each other, glasses falling and breaking, kegs spilling over as the men scramble to get up at the begs and cries of their captain, who falls further and further into a breakdown.

yuuji sobs the louder the sirens’ song gets, his men go silent, the chaos stops. one by one the men line up along the sides of the boat. yuuji shakes his head, his trembling lips repeating the same begs of ‘no’ as his men slowly climb over the edges of the ship.

“no… no, no, NO! stop, please — i’m sorry, please no more!” yuuji falls to his knees, hands still gripping the sides of his head, his body is hunched over, tears and drool and snot fall over him as he rocks himself, his cries drowning out the splashes and screams of his crew.

you grip rintarou’s arm, watching the man who tormented and tortured you so harshly for days, fall into a madness you’d never witnessed before. his cries and screams were far more heartbreaking than the pleads of the dying crew mates, if he hadn’t hurt you as much as he did, you’re sure you would’ve felt more remorse.

rin purses his lips, brows drawn together as he watches the mighty captain yuuji become nothing more than a blubbering fool, crumpled on the ground shaking in fear as death looms over him. the men in the water grew silent. most, if not all of them, were dead by now.

yuuji, noticing the silence even through his breakdown, slowly lifts his head up, hands leaving his ears. his sobs grow quiet, but his body still trembles from the held back cries. “i-i’m so—sorry. please, please don’t hurt me…”

an uncomfortable silence stretches out over the ship, you push yourself closer to rintarou, cheek pressing against the muscles of his broad back. “tarou… what’s going to happen to him?” your voice was quiet, shaking as you shivered against him.

“cover your ears, yn…” rintarou gulps. eyes gazing out to the other side of the ship, where your sisters finally climb over the edge, human legs replacing their large tails, they hobble slowly over to yuuji, who slowly turns to look behind him.

he gasps, body flying backwards as he scrambles away from the women who began surrounding him. his screams return, a sound so loud and piercing that even as you press your hands closer to your ears, his wails break through the barrier. you clench your eyes shut, pressing your entire body into rintarou to block out the sound.

yuuji begs like no man ever has, screams as he’s torn apart, he pushes and shoves against the sirens who feast on the man who lost everything twice. he grips at the floorboards of his ship, wide eyes staring up at the sky, whispering and whimpering prayers to his God as he feels the teeth and nails dig further into his flesh.

before he falls into his eternal slumber, his gaze falls onto rintarou, he sees part of your shaking body, and with his last breath he utters a singular phrase, one that rintarou would never be able to utter to you. through and through, yuuji hated sirens and he’d continue to hate them wherever he ended up on the other side.

rintarou turns to you, kneeling down as his hands gripped your wrists, gently pulling them away from your head. “it’s okay, it’s over now. everything is over, you’re safe.” he tried giving you a warm smile, muster up the courage to look you in the eyes, do anything to give you the comfort you so desperately needed.

“yn…” the call from your eldest sister snapped you out of your trembling fear. glistening eyes locking onto the worried ones of your sister. your lips trembled, legs shaking from the overwhelming emotions and pain. slowly, step after step you dragged yourself over to your family, hands flying to hug your sister with your remaining strength.

you could only bring yourself to mutter apologies as your sister held you back tighter, her comforting hold and her hand which caresses the top of your head finally gets you to break. your own wails cry out among the ship, gripping onto your sister tighter than you ever had before. your other sisters gathered around the two of you, whispering words of comfort, some checking on your physical health, others petting you.

for the first time in a long time, you felt the touch of others that had no malicious intentions, the gentle touch and caress of people who loved and cared for you. you were safe and you could finally feel that safety.

“it’ll be okay, yn. we will fix everything, you are safe now.” your eldest sister mumbled into your hair as she held you closer.

you nodded against her, hands still gripped onto her like a child too afraid to leave their mother’s side, too fearful of the wonders the world may hold. you experienced the human world, and you realised that maybe humans didn’t deserve the sympathy you so easily gave them.

“don’t think we’ve forgiven you for running off with that horrid merman though. so many fish in the sea and you go for that?”

you let out a soft laugh as your sisters began berating your taste in men, rintarou’s jaw dropping as they criticised every bit about him from the other side of the ship. he self-consciously crossed his arms over his chest and slumped down, knees pulled up as he lets his head rest against the barrier supporting his back.

“i’m still here, y’know…” he muttered.

—

after being healed by the strange old human lady by the shore and being brought back to your home, you continued to stay by your sister's sides. helping them hunt the men who tried crossing the ocean.

rintarou, however, could not say his return was as welcomed, nor was he happy to be back in the mermaids’ kingdom.

being stripped of his title, rintarou bowed his head in front of the king and queen who could only glare down at the ex-knight in training. he had a hand placed on his heart, the other arm behind his back as he stayed in that position, awaiting the news of his punishment.

“rintarou. not only did you break one of the most sacred rules of our kind, you visited the land of the humans, but you also had relations with a siren! this act of rebellion is disgraceful and taints the image of all mermaids and men alike. for your crimes you should be dead.”

rintarou nodded, still bowing as the king continues to criticise the man. “however,” rintarou lifts his head up ever so slightly, his gaze locking onto the king’s. “because of your… relationship, with that siren girl, you have allowed a new pact to be created between both civilisations, and for that i will not punish you with death. you will be banished from the kingdom, sent away to live out your eternity above land with the humans you so desperately wanted to be like. no longer will you be a man of this kingdom. this is as far as my mercy will go. should you be seen in the waters, we will not hesitate to execute you.”

rintarou’s lips trembled as he once again silently nodded, raising himself to his full height, he mumbled a thank you to the king, before being forcefully grabbed by the guards on both arms.

“i hope this serves as a lesson to the rest of the kingdom, if they wish to parade as humans, they will face the same punishment as this fool!”

on his way out of the castle and soon the entire kingdom, rintarou keeps his gaze down, ignoring the judgemental whispers and the harsh words thrown at him by the citizens of what was once his home.

when he made it to the gates of the kingdom, rintarou lifted his head to get one final glance of the place he’d never see again, the friends he’d never get a chance to be with, and the opportunities he could’ve had. with his final glance he notices all of his friends from training lined up by the gate, smiles of sympathy and sadness cloud their features as they say a final goodbye to their friend.

he feels his heart break. the regret of his actions finally hitting him full force as he’s finally pushed out of the gates, the large structure slamming closed to finally show that he is no longer welcome. a final goodbye is heard from his friends before he swims away to the surface, looking back at the kingdom every so often to watch it grow smaller and smaller.

rintarou finally learnt what greed could cause for a man, and for that, he could never regret anything more.

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[leedosbunnyboy]

Yang Hongseok; Wallace In Wonderland

Table of Contents | Chapter 1

Warning(s): cursing, death, suicidal thoughts, suicide attempts, mention of self harm scars, pills, mentions of rape

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"Levantate mijo, you have to get to school."

"Mom, I'm 20. I'm going to college, not the 1st grade." I explained to my mom.

"Yeah, 20 and can't wake himself up, apurale." My mom chided as she made her exit.

I laugh at her joke and get up.

Wish those times could've lasted.

"Ma, did you take your medicine?" I asked her.

"Yes mijo." She said and showed me her pack of pills, the required daily amount missing.

"Okay, I have to go, love you." I say and peck her cheek on my way out.

Wish I could've spent more time with her.

"Where is she?!" I asked as I rushed into the hospital.

"She's in there, but..." The doctor trailed off.

"But what?!"

"The cancer has spread. We thought it would stay in her chest, but it's moved to her brain." The doctor hesitates to finish his sentence.

"She's not gonna make it." He states.

I only nod and head into her room.

"Ma...?" My voice cracked as I quietly called out for her.

"I'm sorry mijo." She sadly said.

"Why didn't you tell me?" I asked as I sat in the chair next to her bed.

"I didn't want to worry you." She said.

"Well now I'm even more worried." I sob to her.

"Don't cry." She weakly reaches out and wipes my tears.

"How am I supposed to not cry? How am I supposed to go on without you?" I wept.

"You'll manage. You're my son, I raised you strong." She said.

"But if you still need something to remember me, here." She handed me a small necklace with a playing card embroidered on the charm.

"What is this?" I ask her.

"A token." She simply said.

"What am I supposed to do with this?" I asked again.

"It'll help you make some new friends to take care of you." She said.

"Mom, what do you mean? You're making no sense." I tell her.

"You'll know soon-." Her sentence was cut off by a fit of coughs as sirens began to ring.

"Mom, don't go!" I cried as I knew what was happening.

Doctors ran in and two pulled me away from her.

"Sir, we're sorry." One said as we had made our way outside the room.

♤•♡•One Month Later•◇•♧

I sadly look at the charm while thinking about what she meant.

"I'll know soon my ass." I say and throw it af the wall.

The only thing that accomplished was add more mess to my disheveled apartment.

Packs of ramen and mazapan litter my floor.

Along with the wrappers, a bottle of pills stands out to me.

"Maybe it wouldn't be a bad idea." I think.

I stand up and grab the bottle.

I open the cap and pop a few into my hand.

"Don't hesitate. Don't think about yourself you selfish bitch. Don't you wanna see mom?" A small voice says in my head.

I sigh and return the pills to their container.

I think back to what she had told me; "You'll manage. You're my son, I raised you strong."

I head to my kitchen and decide to finally eat for once.

I roll up my sleeves and I'm meet with dozens of cuts decorating my arms.

I put it off and start boiling water for the ramen.

Once I'm done, I add the ramen and just sit around waiting for that to cook.

"Just take the damn pills. You know you've got nothing left to live for. You dropped out of school, cut off all your friends, and lost the last family member you had." It continued to pester me.

I ignored it to the best of my ability and turned off the stove as the ramen has finished.

I stared at the bowl of fresh noodles and began to realize how unappealing it seemed to be.

I tossed the ramen and made my way back to my room.

I picked up the bottle of pills and hurriedly opened it.

I took as many pills as my hand could fit and quickly swallowed them.

Before drowsiness could overwhelm me, I noticed the charm shining amidst the clutter of mess.

I picked it up and laid down in bed.

I smiled contentedly and let the feeling of sleep wash over me.

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"He's waking up!"

"Shh, you'll startle him."

"Says the giant."

I wake up to the sight of three guys looking at me curiously.

"Umm... Hi?" One says.

"Hi?" I says and begin to observe my surroundings.

Everything is brightly colored and I spot... flowers singing?

"Where the fuck am I?" I blurt out.

"What do you mean?" The tall boy asks.

"I mean, where am I. What is this place?" I rephrase.

"Wonderland; where else would you be?" The boy with blue hair answers.

"Wonderland?" I ask in shock.

"Well yeah, what kind of places have you been to?" The tall boy asks.

"No, you've got to be fucking with me." I defensively say.

"How would we be 'fucking with you'?" A short man with a top hat says.

"Wonderland isn't real. It's just some place my mom made up to tell me stories as a kid." I exclaim.

"Well, I don't know what your mom's told you, but Wonderland is real." The top hat man says.

"Say, don't you think he looks like Auntie Lupita?" The tall boy asks.

"Now that you say it, yeah." The blue haired boy says.

"How do you know Lupita?" I ask them.

"She used to visit us and take care of us when we were little." Blue haired boy says.

"How do you know Lupita?" Top hat man counters.

"She's- was my mother." I retract my original statement.

"Woah, really?!" Tall boy says.

"Come to think of it, Auntie did always tells us about her 'original world', but I always thought she was just telling tall tales." Blue boy says.

"You don't think this boy's Lupita's son from some other world?" Top hat asks.

"I mean, it would be the only logical solution. He did kinda fall from the sky." Tall boy says.

"What's your name kid?" Top hat asks.

"(M/n)." I answer.

"Well I'm Jinho." The top hat answers.

"I'm Yan An." Blue boy asks.

"And I'm Wooseok." The tall boy answers.

"I must be insane. I'm talking to the Mad Hatter, March Hare, and Dorm Mouse." I quietly exclaim.

"Who?" Wooseok asks.

"Nevermind. Do you guys know a way out of here?" I ask them.

"Sorry, but no. We don't even know how you got here." Jinho says.

"Would you like to come with us since you don't have anywhere to go?" Wooseok offers.

I stare into space conflicted.

Yes, I dont know them, and they could possibly just be rapists luring me into some trap.

But that wouldn't explain how they know mom, and I'm assuming this is what her cryptic last words meant.

"Okay." I sigh.

"Yay!" Wooseok and Yan An cheer.

"Come on (M/n)!" Yan An says and takes my hand as we make our way on a blue and pink road.

"Where are we going?" I ask.

"To Hui's house." Yan An explains.

"You'll meet him soon." Jinho says, already sensing my confusion.

I nod and we continue on our way towards this Hui's house.

"(M/n), may I ask you a question?" Wooseok asks.

"You kinda already did, but yes." I respond.

"You don't seem like the standard Korean I've met, are you foreign?" He asks.

"Kinda, my dad was Korean and my mom was Hispanic, but I've lived in Korea all my life." I explain to him.

"What's Korea like? Lupita always told us about it, but I just assumed it wasn't real." Yan An asks.

"It's like a little slice of Heaven. Does it have many flaws, yes. But I wouldn't want to live anywhere else." I tell them.

"What do you mean flaws?" Wooseok curiously asks.

"Well, as someone who's mixed, I do face alot of racism. And the fact that I'm gay doesn't really do me any favors." I tell them.

"Well you wont have to worry about that here. Everything is inclusive, and I dont think I've ever met a straight person." Yan An says.

I laugh at his last statement before my gaze lies upon a house made out of a giant mushroom.

"We're here." Jinho says.

He knocks on the door and a man holding a cigar answers.

"Jinho. Did you guys find out what that thing that fell out of the sky was?" Hui asks, colorful smoke leaving his lips.

"Yeah, it was just some kid who says he's from Auntie's world." Jinho explains.

"He also Auntie's son!" Wooseok announces.

"This kid's Lupita's son?" Hui asks.

"Apparently." Jinho sighs.

"Come in. I'll call everyone else." Hui says and invites us in.

His home is decorated with small trinkets and pastel wallpaper.

My eyes are attracted to a tea set used as a centerpiece in his kitchen.

"It's a beautiful set isn't it?" Hui asks me, obviously noticing my admiration.

"It really is." I say.

"Chamomile or Jasmine?" He offers.

"Jasmine please." I tell him, and he heads to start the brew.

He finishes quickly and comes back with a cup of tea.

"Here you go." He hands it to me.

"Hey! I want tea too!" Yan An whines.

"I only offered it to...?"

"(M/n)." I tell him.

"Only for (M/n) since he's my guest. You come here to leech off me every day." Hui scolds him.

Yan An sits and pouts.

"It's amazing." I say after I took my first sip.

"I do pride myself on my tea making." Hui smirks.

Once I finished I brought it to the sink.

"(M/n) there's no need. I could do it for you." Hui offers.

"It's fine really. My mom always told me to clean up after myself." I say and begin delicately cleaning the teacup.

A knock on the door grabs everyone's attention.

"They must be here." Jinho says and heads to open the door.

Four men step inside, each continuing to fit the the descriptions of the characters my mom told me about.

"So this is the mystery boy everyone's talking about." A man resembling the White Rabbit offers me his hand.

"The name's Kino, pleasure to meet you." He says and kisses my hand.

"Hi, I'm Yuto." A deep voiced man greets me.

"And I'm Shinwon." A rapsy voiced man greets me next.

I assumed that these two were the twins Tweedledee and Tweedledum.

"I'm Hongseok." A man with cat eyes shakes my hand.

"And you are?" The Cheshire man asks.

"I'm (M/n)." I tell him.

"So this is the guy who fell out of the sky?" Kino asks.

"Yeah, he's also Auntie's son." Jinho says.

"Wow!" Yuto and Shinwon exclaim.

"You mean he's from the 'other world' Auntie always told us about?" Hongseok asks.

I nod.

"And I'd really like to return there." I say.

"Well, lucky for you darling. I happen to know a way out." Kino says.

"Really?!" I exclaim. Feeling excited for the first time in a while.

"I hate to inform you that it won't be an easy trip though." He continues.

"I don't care. Anything to get home." I say.

"I don't mean difficult as in a tiring trip. I mean, it's possible you won't make it." Kino sadly says.

"Then I'll be willing to make that sacrifice." I boldly state.

"With that kind of determination, he's definitely Auntie's kid." Hui says

"Well come on darling, and we'll begin our journey." Kino holds his hand out for me.

I take it, and we're about to exit when..

"Where do you two think you're going... without us?" Wooseok asks.

All of them nod in agreement and stand up.

"Why are all of you so eager to help me?" I ask.

"Because your mother gave us so much, and while we never got to directly pay her back. We're gonna make sure to repay her by helping you." Yuto says.

I nod and make my way outside.

"Hold your horses kid!" Shinwon exclaims.

"Yes?" I ask.

"Calm down kid. Let us prepare and we'll start our journey tomorrow." Jinho says.

I nod in acknowledgment head back inside.

"Where will I be staying?" I ask.

"That... is a good question." Hui pauses to think.

"He can stay with me." Hongseok blurts out.

"Would you be fine with that?" Hui asks.

"As long as Hongseok is." I say.

"Alright, head to bed everyone. We'll sleep early to get a head start on our journey." Hui says, and everyone heads to their respective rooms.

"Come on." Hongseok says and grabs my hand.

We step in, and I admire the violet and magenta aesthetic of his room.

"You don't have to worry about anything. I'll take the couch." He says and begins to set up the couch.

"Thank you for this." I say.

"You don't have to thank me. I honestly see this as an obligation." Hongseok says.

"What do you mean?" I ask him.

"Although everyone else had a nice relationship with Auntie, I always distanced myself. I was always quiet as a kid, but I also didn't want to just accept her into my life so easily." He explains.

"Why not?" I question.

"After my parents had died, I was left all alone within Wonderland. I don't know what your mother told you about this place, but it's not all bright and nice. I had to survive by myself in the woods until Auntie found me. She brought me back here to meet everyone else, and I couldn't thank her enough for that. But I was still a lost, angry, and confused child. Now though, I realize she was the best thing to every happen in my life. So now, I'm gonna be your personal bodyguard." Hongseok says.

"Thank you." I say.

Hongseok smiles and ruffles my hair.

"Get some sleep (M/n). We'll get you home soon." He says and turns off the lights.

"Goodnight Hongseok." I say.

"Goodnight (M/n." He replies.

And with that, I look forward to getting back home.

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[mysteryartisticwriter]

The Siren // Jack Kline X Reader

A/N: I really wish they did more with sirens because they were some of my favorite monsters and mine would honestly take the form of Tom Holland lmfao. I got this amazing request so I hope you guys enjoy!

TAKES PLACE MIDDLE OF SEASON 13 (CAS IS ALIVE AND JACK IS WITH THEM)

REQUESTS ARE OPEN BTW

Requested: Yes // hello there! so you remember sirens that could take the form of your perfect guy or whatever? do you think you could write something where me and the boys are hunting a siren and it takes the form of jack?? if you cant then it’s completely fine! thx!!

Warnings: Blood, dead ugly body, almost killing the jackaboy

Not my gif!! (Please tell me if you, the owner, would like me to take the gif down!)

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The hunt was supposed to be quick and painless. Nothing to worry about. A siren had gone loose in a town in Wyoming so the five of you went to go after it.

You’ve only encountered a siren once before and it was not pretty. The victim almost sliced you in half because of it, but luckily Sam managed to finish it off.

This time, it was not so easy. The last victim was already dead so the boys sent you out as bait to lure in the monster, much to Jack’s dismay.

“I don’t understand why (Y/n) must act as bait. Can’t we just use another method?” Jack asked.

Dean sighed. “Listen kid, (Y/n) willingly chose to be bait. It isn’t gonna take long so just calm down.”

“It’s okay, Jack.” You smiled to him. “I’m a big girl, I can handle it.”

Hesitantly, your best friend went along with it.

The plan was that you would head into a bar and wait there for an attractive person to approach you, that being the siren, then you would lure it out to an alleyway so the boys could kill it.

It was going pretty well so far. The bar was filled with several people but no one (besides a couple of dudes) had come up to you yet. You sighed as you downed your third shot of the night.

You took out your phone and began to text the boys - who waited outside - that the siren was probably not even at the bar. The whole night practically being a waste.

But a tap on your shoulder got your attention so you turned to find Jack standing there.

“Hello (Y/n).” He had his regular cute smile.

“Jack? What are you doing here? I thought you were supposed to be waiting with the guys outside?” You asked him, confused.

Jack just lightly chuckled.

“I was but...I just couldn’t wait any longer.”

You arched an eyebrow. “Wait for what?”

“There’s something I’ve been meaning to tell you but I didn’t want to say it in front of the others.”

“Whatever it is, you can tell me. We’re best friends, remember?”

“That’s what I want to change. I’m-I’m in love with you, (Y/n). I want to spent the rest of my life with you and live every single moment with you!” He confessed.

You were definitely shocked to say the least. Jack was always your best friend, someone you could always count on forever but...a part of you thought you two could always be more.

“Jack...I-I don’t even know what to say...” You trailed off, trying to find the right words to explain how you felt.

“You don’t need to say anything.”

With that, Jack leaned forward and connected your two pairs of lips together. You closed your eyes and tugged on his shirt to bring him even closer to you.

Jack surprised you by pushing his tongue into your mouth. You were startled but instantly replied back by doing the same thing to him. Your kiss only lasted for a few moments but you wanted it to last forever, you basically whined when he released your lips.

Jack chuckled. “We can do more of that after this, okay?”

You nodded, dreamily.

“But there’s one more thing left to do. And I need you to finish it before we live the rest of our lives together.” Jack’s eyes were serious.

“Anything. I’ll make sure everything is perfect for us, Jack.” You told him.

“You still need to kill the siren. Don’t worry, the others tracked him down but you need to kill it before it kills me or you.” Jack held your hands in his own. “You love me, don’t you?”

“Of course I do!”

“Then you have to kill the siren. It’ll look just like me but don’t be fooled, it’s just the siren playing tricks on you! And if you need to, get rid of anyone who stands in the way.”

You nodded numbly at every word he was saying, your mind still wrapped around the love of your life.

“I will, Jack. I’ll kill the siren and everyone else who stands in the way of our love!”

-

Jack, Castiel and the Winchesters waited for any text to indicate that you were leaving the bar or anything of the siren.

Jack stood impatiently in his spot, worried about you.

“We shouldn’t have let her go in there alone. One of us should have stayed with her.” Jack said anxiously.

“(Y/n) can take care of herself, I’m sure she knows what she’s doing.” Sam tried to comfort him.

Jack was about to reply when he saw you exiting the bar. You turned into the alleyway you were supposed to lead the siren to but no one else followed. Concerned, Jack went after you and ignored the calls from his father and friends.

Once he saw you, Jack called out, “(Y/n)!”

You slowly turned around and saw Jack- or the siren as you thought.

“I was very worried about you. You were in there for almost two hours and 38 minutes so I was afraid something happened to you. Where is the siren?”

“Don’t play dumb with me, siren.” You sneered at him.

“What? I’m not the-“

Before he could finish his sentence, you lunged at Jack with your bronze dagger. You went to stab him again but he kept managing to dodge all of your attacks.

You began to grow angry and frustrated with him. You just wanted to kill it and go on with your life with Jack. But the siren/Jack was not letting you have it.

By now, the three older men had caught up to you two and Cas managed to push you away.

“Cas, what are you doing? I need to kill the siren!” You exclaimed, feeling betrayed by your friend.

“That is not the siren. You are infected by the siren’s venom. Snap out of it!”

“Oh, I’m afraid she really can’t.”

The four men turned to see the siren as Jack at the end of the alleyway. He was smirking and the real Jack growled at the imposter.

“Kill them, (Y/n). So we can finally be safe and together.” The siren said softly.

You nodded with determination and began to charge towards Cas and Jack while the two brothers took care of the siren.

You continued to try to stab and kill Jack without even realizing it. Almost coming close several times. Jack just blocked and dodged your attacks, not wanting to hurt you with his powers.

“(Y/n)! It’s me, Jack!”

“Liar! You can’t trick me!”

You slashed your knife to him again, cutting the front of his shirt. It was a big cut but luckily, there was no blood.

“Jack!” Jack turned to Dean. “We need her blood!”

Nodding to elder Winchester, Jack blocked one more knife swipe at him and captured your wrist in his hand. As much as he didn’t want to, Jack put two fingers to your forehead.

“I’m sorry.” He said as you fell back to the cement.

Castiel took your broze dagger and cut open your palm to take a good amount of your blood. He then tossed the dagger to Dean, and with Sam holding down the siren, it didn’t take long for Dean to kill the siren at last.

After he was sure it was dead, Jack set two fingers to your head again to wake you. As you came to, you held your head in your hands, a minor headache came as you tried to sit up. Jack helped you stand as your mind came back to its original haze.

“Are you alright?” Jack asked.

“Besides being a little confused, I think I’m okay.” You smiled lightly.

“The siren had infected you when it took the form of Jack. I presume you understand the rest?” Cas began to explain.

You winced a bit at the memories that came flooding back.

“At least I didn’t do too much damage on the two of you...right?”

“Welp, maybe a good dinner and some rest at the motel with be good for all of us. I’m thinking of burgers!” Dean suggested.

“You always want burgers.” Sam began to tell Dean as the two of them left the alleyway.

“I will dispose of the siren’s body. I will meet you at the motel.” Cas said, the sound of wings flying and the gross, dried up siren body was gone.

You and Jack stood together in the alleyway in silence, not really knowing what to say.

“You love me?” Jack questioned out of the blue.

You hesitated before answering. “Yes, I do. Or, at least I think I do.”

“What do you mean?”

“Before the siren, I was confused on how I felt towards you before I loved having as you as a best friend but I also felt something more than that. I was afraid to tell you because, well...relationships in this life aren’t exactly the greatest.”

You turned away from Jack until he took your shoulders by his hands and crashed his lips onto yours. You sunk into the kiss right away, almost just like with the siren but this time, the kiss felt different; more real.

The kiss was simple and sweet, nothing like whatever you did with the monster. You could feel almost all your worries melt away.

Jack pulled away and leaned his forehead against your own. You were grinning like crazy and your heart was bursting inside. Although you couldn’t see or feel it, Jack’s was doing the same.

“I was confused too. When you volunteered to be the bait, I was scared and new feelings came to me. I now know what those feelings are now.”

“And what are those feelings?”

You already knew the answer, but you just wanted to hear it. Jack’s piercing eyes stared back into yours.

“Love.”

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A/N: I just randomly wrote this on the spot at almost 5am hahahaha death, saty home and safe loves!

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[inthiswhisper]

some people wanted my notes on the siren episode (4x14). i’m not posting everything; i’m sure it’s all been spoken about lol. i mentioned my suspicions about the doctor, so i’ll focus on the end of the episode. (under the cut.)

so, here’s the thing... i read this one with and without “bi dean” goggles on. i saw the angle intended, but also a number of implications.

firstly, the end pushed a familial angle. they obviously wanted to make this about sam and dean, but how they got there is boggling my mind. up until right before the siren’s reveal, i could read the bond he formed with dean as at least platonic. they bonded over the impala and zeppelin — that’s an ideal friend angle. when he said, “i should be your little brother,” it was then familial, but still didn’t feel... idk... believable?

part of it had to do with how they wrote and directed this, which i’ll get into, and some of it had to do with jensen just having chemistry with men, which is not his fault lol. however, it’s also the fact that the actor had chemistry with him and that, physically and otherwise, their dynamic was far more “equal” than “older brother, younger brother” if that makes sense. the guy’s build, his demeanor... he wasn’t “little brother” material. it all put him on a level playing field with dean, if anything.

the only moment that felt “brotherly” was the siren (as nick) trusting dean’s gut and not questioning him, which dean was appreciative of because sam acts the exact opposite way. but everything else? didn’t scream familial to me, and i’m not saying those moments made it inherently romantic or sexual. they don’t have to be, sirens form platonic bonds if it suits their needs, but it was far easier to read as less than familial. in a way, even ambiguously romantic. (especially if we wanna talk about dean as the impala and the siren, ahem, complimenting / intimately knowing the workings of dean’s car. meet someone you want to date? compliment their car’s appearance first. then, you go for drinks, get to know their interests, and build trust. which all happened. in that exact order.)

then, there’s the siren’s setup and background info they saturated the story in. as a disclaimer: i can see them providing a romantic / sexual backstory, and then adding a platonic / familial plot twist to surprise the brothers and the audience. the issue is the romantic / sexual set up is there in the first place. sirens are known to lure men in, transmit their venom through intimate physical contact, and appeal to “whatever floats the guy’s boat” (as dean put it). the implications are inherently romantic and sexual, nothing else. the audience expects a seduction and that intimate contact. though it didn’t appear how we expected, it was still present in the siren bonding with dean and sharing the flask. and, to me, it’s obvious either brother would get seduced by a woman, but only dean seemed likely to get seduced by a guy, so dean was the only logical target chosen.

now, this could be for a number of reasons—

firstly, with what we know about sirens, the siren could’ve gotten dean in bed. usually, dean doesn’t have his guard up when it comes to sex. however, right now he does and he also does when it comes to love, so if sex isn’t an option, seemingly platonic love is. secondly, dean is loyal to and protective of his family, so the siren knew dean would fight to the death to do the siren’s bidding if under his spell. thirdly, it’s dean who has a reason to be angry with sam for the lies and secrets with ruby, so dean’s more likely to lash out at a loved one. the siren’s approach was clever in picking his bond with his brother to win him over. dean just wants mutual trust and the siren feeds on that.

HOWEVER — “bi dean” goggles slipping back on — though sirens form platonic bonds, like i said, the motive is still always a selfish, typically romantic love. the siren may have chosen dean for the aforementioned reasons and approach, but i’m thoroughly convinced he chose dean as male-presenting to throw both sam and dean off, and to successfully win dean’s heart because dean is more likely to reciprocate that love with any gender, unlike sam.

and now, finally, i’ll talk about the choices in writing and direction that left implications. firstly, my issue with the familial angle is that, though platonic, it was too ambiguous. i feel like they should’ve emphasized the siren’s motives through his actions more. i would’ve easily bought the brother thing, but the transition to it felt more like a leap, especially, again, because of the casting of the siren. speaking of, i just looked up an interview he did for the role and the fact that the sexual tension with dean was intentional?? it makes the intimacy in the acting and directing more obvious — closeup shots, shaky cameras. everything felt hazy and suggestive, like a drug.

beyond direction and implicit writing, the explicit writing is the most incredible part of this. to blaze through the obvious ones, the siren blatantly states things like: “i got dean.” “dean’s all mine.” “i want to fall in love again and again and again.” “whoever survives can be with me forever.” “and now [dean] loves me.” ALL of which can’t not be read as romantic. the fact that so many of these are associated mainly with dean, even when briefly directed at sam, is just perfect. the siren may have infected both of them, but wanted dean because he knew dean was more likely to win, so he had dean try to finish the job in the end. not to mention that, though the siren also infected sam directly with more venom than he passed onto dean, dean still somehow became the more intoxicated one. right before dean goes at sam with an axe, it’s like sam broke out of his trance for a second to look at them both, but dean never broke once.

also, and actually finally, after drinks at the club with the siren, dean was on the phone with sam, asking sam, “what is it with you and banging monsters?” dean was clearly frustrated when he asked because he thought sam slept with the siren (who was not the siren). then, we learn sam wasn’t the guilty brother this time. the anger towards sam for allegedly sleeping with the siren is ironic because dean is the one who (albeit metaphorically) slept with the siren. including this line calls out dean’s hypocrisy, of being no better and as susceptible, but it’s also laced with queer subtext because it’s referring to an actually male-presenting siren. 

there’s also a discussion to be had about the association of queerness with otherness in the sense that dean’s male “love interests” are often monsters / non-human beings, and how dean always views himself as other, but, especially after his stint in / revelations about hell, he also views himself as a monster. however, that’s a whole other essay to write.

but, anyway, yeah. these are all the notes and interpretations made out of them. i likely missed a lot, but i had such a great time mining this episode for details.

#this took less time to write than expected #dean winchester #supernatural #tms #spn liveblog #4x14 #dean as the impala

[finn-ray-nal-beads]

Sara my love ❤️ I miss you so much!! My question is if you had to choose another time period to live and work in, which would it be and how would you make a living there? (I also kinda wanna thirst about Captain Flip... Damn that man is hot and he makes me wanna learn how to sail so I can catch up to him in the seven seas, lol)

@hopeamarsu IM STILL IN AWE OF THE FIC YOU POSTED TODAY. What a powerful message all wrapped up in our soft lil’ country bumpkin. I loved it. 🥰 

If I could live in another time period... honestly would totally go back to the pirate days... I’m fiending for a sexy Pirate Flip to whisk me away on a ship and keep me as his live-in whore. 🤭

Like the pirate’s life is definitely for me in every which way. Either that or I’d live in those days as an actual siren (they are real we’ve only discovered 10% of the ocean so tell me they don’t exist I dare you) and lure men to their death. 

Positives: really cool mermaid tail, ability to sing perfectly pitched melodies, spend all of my time in the ocean, seashell bra or completely nude, make all kinds of fish friends, and attract and kill any man I so, please. 

Negatives: pruny hands from saltwater, possibly really course hair from the salt, possibly a really controlling father (like Posideon) who wants to watch me all the time (no daddy I love him!), I’m basically Ariel but I’d change my fate and not alter myself for NO MAN (but also if it was CAPTAIN BLOWHOLE I TOTALLY WOULD WHO AM I KIDDING) 

IN CONCLUSION, I HATE MYSELF FOR CREATING THIS AU THAT I CAN'T STOP THINKING ABOUT. 

MAY THE SEVEN SEAS BE WITH ALL OF YOU! 

OH WAIT PIRATES SAY LIKE PARLAY OR SOME SHIT LIKE THAT. IDGAF IM SO DEEP IN THIS NOW I WILL NEVER GET OUT OF IT. ☠️

#i love you hope #i think the pirate fic is my big break #siren song #anchors away #flip zimmerman #black klansman #captains blowing his load in my ass every single night

[rosywrites]

Silent Waves, Chapter 1

Title: Silent Waves (Siren Sona x Bounty Hunter/Pirate Jhin AU) Chapter 1: Drops of Blood Fandom: League of Legends Ship: Jhin x Sona

[AO3]

Word count: 3,930

Songs have power within their melodies. Some say it’s like magic, that it has the power to soothe the soul of its worries and troubles. Many would agree. While there is truth within those words, it is merely one side of the same coin.

“Out! All of you!” a voice calls out through the wooden hallway, each step heavy with panic. 

Songs have power within their melodies. 

“What?” Sailors perk up from their cots in a daze, not registering the frantic rocking of the ship. “W-what’s going on?”

But its power isn’t limited to soothing those who are troubled.

“We’re under attack!” another yells before the ship heaves onto its side, throwing panicked sailors overboard into whirlpools. Seawater begins to fill the ship as it sinks under the waves. The sailors fortunate enough to swim out lay their eyes upon the wreckage floating among the sharp rocks. 

Just what happened? There was no storm to cause this. Was it bad navigation?

Songs naturally have the power to attract anything with a heart.

“Hey, do you hear that?” a sailor asks in between coughs. “Music.”

Two sailors who had escaped alongside him exchange glances and listen. He was right. Though faint, they could hear music playing from a cave up ahead. It sounds like someone singing. The other survivors seem to hear it as well. They swim towards the cave, seeing a figure sitting on top of a rock lit by the sunlight above.

A woman. They don’t hesitate in getting closer, wondering if she was stranded. But one sailor, notably younger than the other two, doesn’t move from where he is. He feels something is wrong. He opens his mouth to warn the others, but his words are lost to the seawater that fills his lungs. 

Songs can lure unsuspecting prey by seeping into their hearts, their innermost desires and insecurities laid bare.

He struggles against something that’s pulling him under. It feels like a hand around his ankle. A cold, scaly hand. He sees colors of green, blue, purple and more glimmering under the water. For a moment, he thinks them beautiful. Then his vision fades to black as he runs out of air.

His hearing is the last to go before his imminent death. He hears a melody as clear as day. No words, no voice. Just a melody that puts him at ease as the sea welcomes another victim into its arms.

~.~.~.~

“Captain,” a voice gravely calls from behind a door. “They’re here.”

“Are they now?” In the far corner of the captain’s quarters by the window sits a man polishing an ivory white gun on his desk. One. Two. Three. Four. Four wipes, that’ll do the trick. “Stubborn bunch, aren’t they?”

“We’re holding them back as best as we can, but they’re being impatient.”

“Anyone dead?” the captain asks. 

“Not yet, sir.”

The captain clicks his tongue in disappointment. “Shame,” he responds as he stands up. “I suppose I’m ready to meet them. Tell them I’m on my way.” He hears the sailor run up the stairs after a curt salute. He folds up his sleeve into a neat roll and holsters his gun. Slipping on a leather mask that covers the lower half of his face, he squints with a glint in his eyes. “Time for a little show.”

  “Where is he?” a burly, bearded man barks at the men blocking the entrance of the ship.

“Sir, he’ll be right out.”

“You expect me to wait any longer when he’s the one who suggested this damn rendezvous? Near Demacia of all places?”

“Sir—”

The sound of clapping coming from the side catches their attention. “Gentleman, gentleman, no need to rush,” the captain says as he approaches the burly man. “Captain,” he greets, before the barrel of a gun is pointed at his head.

“Khada Jhin,” the man sneers. “Did you really think you can get away with the bounty all by yourself?” His eyes narrow as he gets closer to Jhin. “We made a deal, and you broke it.” He pulls back the hammer of his gun. “You wanna know what I do to traitors?”

Such a boorish man, Jhin muses. But he does not look fazed from the gun practically pressed against his forehead. He gazes into the other’s eyes throughout the exchange, a sinister spark in his own that unnerves the man. “Let’s not jump to conclusions so quickly, captain. It’s rather insulting—”

“No,” the captain interrupts. “I know the kind of bounty hunters you are. You spout some noble bullshit to let their guard down, and the moment they turn around, you shoot them. I ain’t gonna fall for that kind of trick, lad.”

At this, Jhin sighs with dramatic flair. “Is that so?” he asks. He looks back up into the captain’s eyes, that sinister look now fully evident on his face. “I’m glad to know this won’t last long, then.” In the blink of an eye, his gun is already in his hand with the hammer already cocked and ready to fire.

Before the man can pull his trigger, he falls by Jhin’s feet, dead. 

The gunshot echoes in the open sea for what seems like forever. 

A wisp of smoke rises from the barrel of Jhin’s gun. As the smoke blows past his face, his eyes scan the captain’s crew and his own. Three to his right. Two to his left. Six in the back. Four around his men. The moment the smoke disappears, he swings to his left and puts another bullet through another’s head. He ducks and rolls to the right, dodging three bullets shot into the door behind him.

His men take cover and shoot the six enemies behind them, as Jhin takes out two others. He reloads his gun and cocks the hammer. He inhales, smelling the aroma of gunpowder mixed with the scent of blood. How delightful, to be able to bask in this moment.

He shoots a man that was too distracted to check the barrels Jhin was hiding behind. One. Leaping over a downed enemy, he shoots another with the grace of a dancer. Two. With a twirl, he snipes one that’s trying to jump overboard. Three.

One more left.

Jhin spots the last remaining enemy, who drops his gun and makes a break for it. He takes a breath and holds his gun towards the back, where the heart is. He can just see the red petals bloom from the man’s chest, like a flower in the dawn.

But before he can pull the trigger, the last man falls from a gunshot to the head. Jhin’s chest tightens, as if he just suffered a great loss. His eyes widen and turn to the crewman who shot the last enemy dead. 

The crewman isn’t aware. He simply sighs in relief that this is all over.

But the other crewmen who understand that look in Jhin’s eyes exchange nervous glances. 

Jhin walks over to the crewman, looming over him eerily with his gun still in hand. The latter takes a noticeable gulp in fear. “So,” he starts, “do you think you can get away with what you just did?”

“Captain, I—”

“Shh, shh, shh, shh,” he hushes, holding his finger to his mask. “You must understand. No one deprives me of the fourth shot. It just isn’t acceptable.” Before his crewman can respond, he holds the barrel of his gun to his forehead. “I’m afraid I can’t have that happening again.”

“P, please spare me, Captain,” the crewman pleads, tears welling up in his eyes. “It won’t happen again, please. I beg of you.”

Jhin only tuts at his pleas. “You should smile. Everyone is watching,” he whispers before he shoots the fourth shot through the man’s head, sending him toppling overboard into the sea. He peers over the edge, watching the blood seep into the waves like ink on paper. Behind the mask, he smiles in bliss.

The others stand in dreaded silence. They were always careful to not take Jhin’s fourth shots, but there was always one that made a mistake once in a while. And all those who did would die. 

“Well, gentleman. That’s the end of that.” Jhin turns back to the crew, who straighten up immediately. “I’m sure you all remember your oath when you joined this crew. I have stated this as clear as day: Some of you may die, but it’s a sacrifice I’m willing to make.”

“Yes, captain!” his crew responds.

“Dismissed,” he says. “And clean up the deck. I’m sure the deep sea would appreciate the meal. Once you’re done, we set sail for Zaun.” He glances at the dead captain bleeding out by the door that leads inside the ship. “We have a bounty to collect.” He goes back into his quarters and closes the door behind him.

~.~.~.~

The sea seems troubled today. There’s a stir in the sounds of the waves. More than just a ship passing by. A battle, perhaps? Even the fish seem anxious. 

A hand brushes apart the kelp as a figure swims out towards the open sea. Aqua scales shimmer in the sunlight trickling through the surface of the sea, revealing the silhouette of a siren within the deep. Her hair blends with the deep blue sea, tips of green lit by the sunlight. The light reaches a small golden stringed instrument strapped to her hip, glinting dully in the water.

The siren remains still, listening to the sounds in the sea. Her face contorts in bewilderment at the faintest sounds she hears. It sounds like… 

“Blood.” 

The siren turns her head to the voice behind her. A fellow siren, who followed her out the kelp forest, flashes a toothy smile at her, her brows arched mischievously. The former’s brows furrow instead, averting her focus to her sense of smell. Ah, she smells the blood. Fresh blood of humans.

“Guess everyone might have a feast today,” the other comments once more before taking the siren’s hand. “Come on, Sona, we can’t stay out in the open sea for too long.”

Sona sighs, taking one last look towards the scent of blood, and follows the other back into the kelp forest. They swim through the thick stipes into an enclosed area on the sea floor. As they approach, markings on their skin glow a sea green in the dark, providing them light through the dark. Others slowly reveal themselves as they swim closer: her circle of sirens.

“So?” one asks Sona.

Waving her hand and arms around, she gestures the sounds of battle and the scent of blood. She points to the direction they come from. Though the scent of blood is fainter, the sounds still reach her ears. Whatever, or whoever, is throwing corpses into the sea had emerged victorious. 

“Should we check it out?”

“Maybe seduce them into the sea.”

“We haven’t had visitors in these parts in quite a long time, after all.”

Sona suddenly intervenes, waving her arms out to reject the idea. Something tells her the victor of that battle could easily kill them all. It sends shivers down her spine.

“But we don’t want to just sit here while they pass by us. That’s like letting easy prey escape.” The other sirens seem to agree. 

“Sona, if you’re worried, you can sit back for this one. We can bring back something for you.”

“It’d be a shame though. Sona’s music is foolproof in getting humans to fall for our trap.”

Foolproof, yes. But Sona can’t help but wonder if there even are fools on that ship. She chews her nails in thought, her sharp teeth almost biting into the skin. She looks up and starts to sign again, that she will scope the area to make sure it’s safe enough. A little test with her music wouldn’t hurt.

If her music works, then they feast.

But the thought of failure looms over Sona’s mind as she swims out to open sea, heading towards the direction of the ship. She remains cautious, as open waters tend to make it easy to be captured. She sticks closer to the bedrock and pokes her head out the corners.

The scent of blood is getting stronger. The sound of ships bobbing along the waves get louder as well. Sona stops under a rock arch, looking up at the hulls of the ships above. All around her are fresh corpses, all clearly dead. She examines one nearby and brushes aside the corpse’s hair to see a perfect hole in his forehead. A golden glint in the sea floor catches Sona’s eye.

Picking it up, she knows its shape immediately. A bullet. Many merfolks, including sirens, have fallen from these before. It’s another reason to never venture out into open waters alone. She’s heard plenty of nightmares from the few who survived, though they died shortly afterwards.

She traces her finger over the engraving on the metal, an organic design that she doesn’t seem to recognize. But it looks so… elegant. The sound of another body plunging into the ocean tears her eyes away, giving her enough room to evade the sinking corpse. Looking at all the other corpses, she sees most were shot dead by the same bullets. The others that weren’t aren’t shot as cleanly.

Maybe this is a bad idea.

Sona shakes her head and turns to swim back. 

But before she can escape the ship’s shadow, she finds herself tumbling through the sand, her vision spinning with red and white. She grips her shoulder in pain. Her nails dig into the skin, drawing more blood aside from the hole made by a bullet. Blood seeps out of her wound and dissipates above.

Suddenly, she hears people yelling from the ship, and the next thing she knows, she pinned down by a heavy net. Her eyes widen in horror when she sees the golden bullet roll in the sand. She scratches at the net desperately to cut it open but no no avail. 

Never stay in open waters for too long.  

The only rule among the merfolk to keep them safe.

Lest you become another tale of blood and foam.

The net wraps around her as it ascends, and she slams downward to force her way out. As the net breaks surface, Sona feels panic and dread pool in her stomach. She holds her instrument close to her chest and stays still as she’s carried onto the deck.

“A real mermaid…” a crewman whispers in awe when they see the face of a woman barely hidden by her hair and the fins of her tail. “Impossible.”

“The sea is full of surprises,” Jhin states. “The stories of merfolks had to come from somewhere.” He crouches to take a look at Sona more clearly. His eyes slightly squint in amusement at Sona’s expression of mixed horror and wariness. It was exactly the look of a cornered animal. “However, this is fascinating. I have never once thought I would one day capture a mermaid.”

Sona hisses at Jhin, managing to swipe at his face and tearing off his mask. The mask clatters across the wooden floor, the entire crew falling silent. A few hold their breath, never having seen Jhin’s mask forcibly ripped off his face before. Her eyes are fixated on the insidious smile on his face. 

“A good aim,” he responds with a raised eyebrow. “You’d certainly make me… quite a fortune, if I sell you.” He chuckles as he stands, but instead, he raises his gun at her. “But you would make such a fine masterpiece. I cannot pass this opportunity.”

No, she can’t die here. She takes a breath to gather her magic at her fingertips. Right as Jhin cocks the hammer and touches the trigger, she plucks the strings of her instrument. Her magic turns the sound into a sharp bolt that knocks the gun out of Jhin’s hands and even slashes the back of his hand. 

Jhin reels back with a hiss as he cradles his hand with the other. “You insolent…!”

Sona hisses again in smug defiance. Two men approach to restrain her, but she starts to play soft, quiet music that lulls them forward in a trance, allowing her to slash their exposed necks. They grip their wounds to stop the blood but end up choking on their own blood. Sona glares at the others, who refuse to come closer should they become the next victims. 

“Music?” Jhin mutters under his breath. Was it just his imagination, or did he hear music come from the mermaid? It takes him a moment, but he realizes this is not a mermaid. “A siren,” he concludes.

“Captain?”

“This one is not a mermaid,” he states louder, “She’s a siren. Get too close, and a single siren can lure sailors with their song to kill several.” At this, the crewmen backs away even farther from Sona, but Jhin approaches closer.

“W-what should we do then, sir? Can’t we just release her?”

Jhin shakes his head in fascination. “No. This one seems... special.” His eyes travel down from her gritted teeth to her neck, catching a glimpse of gold clutched in her hands. He watches her cradle it closer and hide it from his view. “An instrument-wielding siren. You don’t see that everyday.”

Sona breathes heavily, as the lack of water is beginning to take a toll on her body. Fish can’t usually survive out of water, but merfolks like her have a longer timespan to breathe air. But they can’t do it for long, or they too will end up like a fish out of water.

What’s more, she recognizes his language: Ionian. What would Ionians be doing so far out here in Demacia?

“Hghk,” Sona chokes, unable to breathe properly anymore. She starts wheezing, and she only just starts to feel the burning sun on her skin and scales. Her vision blurs and spins; she doesn’t have the strength to swipe at the hands that restrain her. It takes everything she has to keep her instrument in her grasp.

“I think,” Jhin muses out loud, “you would be an excellent addition to this ship.” He bends down to her eye level to show her the gash on the back of his hand. “Whether you like it or not.”

She glares at the man, but a smirk tugs at a corner of her lips, as if daring him to try to break her. It’s only before she falls unconscious that she sees a glimpse of the smile on Jhin’s face turn into an unsatisfied frown.

~.~.~.~

When Sona awakes, she finds herself in a dim corner of a wooden room. The water is tinted slightly orange from the sunset. She reaches out to touch a foreign object a few feet in front of her, only to be obstructed by an invisible barrier. Her brows furrow in panic as she starts reaching around. It’s all the same. Swimming above meets the same results as well. 

She’s trapped, just like the stories she’s heard of. This is a ‘tank’.

Her hands bang against the glass. Her nails scratch against it. But the glass is too thick, unbreakable, to make even a dent. She reels her arm back to make one last attempt to break it, but a white flash of pain stops her. Curling in with a hiss, she finds the shoulder she was shot at, bandaged. 

“I have to say, I didn’t think the movement in the water would end up being a siren. I thought that, somehow, one of them survived to tell the tale. Tried to survive, might I add.”

Her head jerks towards the direction of the muffled voice, immediately recognizing it to be the captain’s. Her eyes narrow at the figure that’s barely lit by the setting sun from the porthole.

Jhin sits on the corner of his table, his mask and a glass of wine by his side. His posture seems relaxed despite having his hand injured by her earlier. His gun is nowhere to be found. Seeing Sona’s wary eyes, Jhin chuckles. “My gun is in no condition to use, thanks to you,” he utters the last few words in spite. “Whatever you did, whatever magic you used, cut through the metal.” He clicks his tongue in further annoyance. “It would take days, perhaps even up to a week, to get replacement parts.”

Sona stares at him in deafening silence. There’s just something in the way her eyes seem to… bore a hole through him, like she’s staring deep down into his soul.

“I don’t suppose,” he pauses to reach behind him, “you’re looking for this.” He holds out the golden instrument she was holding prior. He watches her eyes widen in panic as her hands reach for her hip. “You really had an iron grip on this. It took my men forever to pry it out of your claws,” he continues. 

Bastard, Sona thinks. She curses herself for even getting caught in this mess. She was just supposed to scope the ship, but now she knows she stayed too long. This man was perceptive, and she should have left instead of investigating. And now she was stuck on a ship with no way to communicate to her circle. There aren’t any escapes either. She can only hope they don’t come after the ship to save her. Otherwise, they were just as dead as the other pirates that now slumber in the sea.

“Your little instrument is peculiar,” Jhin comments as he plucks a string, only silence following through. No matter how hard he strums, he hears nothing. “Not a single sound.”

Sona only blinks, making no indication of responding to him. She looks around the tank once last time before inaudibly sighing and perches herself on the uneven floor against the glass. She gazes out the porthole that’s placed near her tank. The sea glimmers orange and gold from the sunset as if it’s on fire.

“Giving the cold shoulder, are we?” Jhin asks without looking up, mesmerized by the instrument. “Can’t be that bad, being captured and all. It’s fortunate you’re not dead.”

She turns her head towards him with a mysterious look and turns back to the sea again.

Two can play at that game. Jhin knew it wasn’t going to be easy anyway. He knew plenty ways to get her to talk, even if it meant destroying the treasure he had just obtained. 

But first, his gun took priority. 

A bounty hunter can’t do their job without their tools, after all.

They would arrive at Zaun in 2 weeks. By the time they reach the gates, one of them will have surrendered. Both have no intention of giving in. 

Jhin takes a sip of his wine as he eyes Sona’s reflection in the glass of the porthole. She looks unamused with a hint of exasperation. To keep a siren in a tank in a dim room, he wonders what kind of results would occur. Insanity? Savagery? Agony? Despair? Desperation? The possibilities are endless. 

And he can’t wait to watch how she descends.

Sona’s lower lip slightly juts out in annoyance. At first, she panicked because of the stories she’s heard: merfolk eaten for longer lifespan or immortality, forced into entertainment for other humans, or tortured for their secrets. But seeing that she will be kept alive, she thinks of every plan possible to plot her escape. It seems the captain wants answers she can’t give. 

And she can’t wait to watch him break against her will.

#jhin #league of legends #jhin x sona #jhinsona #sona #fourth tempo #rosywrites #siren Sona #bounty hunter/pirate jhin

[sirjustice10-blog]

Its a cold world out there, a dirty 1

You even make other nations gadgets more than they know yet they know not until too late but cant engage ya in war. Placing slaughtered ships in a big dough like the size of a 4 family story hse then pour out cold water makes the big ship but suspend the dough above like in many floating materials like plastics etc. U caress/dara the tender breast of a young lady and boom the matatu used in sub-Saharan Africa after placing mangoes in the dough. Sheep and goat parable dat made yesus to be arrested period dude.

Don't dare think the pussy of a huge woman is sweeter compared to a tiny or small bodied woman, U GOT IT TWISTED bro, its a gimmick where u buy the kuma or vagina of the women to be strangled that's why some women are jealous of other women wanting them to dies even with men big penis and the pumping vigor is bought after getting it from a woman. Worker and vineyard parable or 10 minas parable to bring reality. Ther buying TB, the bantu, British, Bosnia, Botswana, king of the Jew  to bring reality dat kill cryst as cry is lia/ywak.

How new played move is paid on Dstv or Direct tv, they see on radar how many houses are watching that movie just like with instagram comments or Fb, they round off if only being played 4 the 1st time in the studio and mostly is a new release dude, then calculate how much those people pay monthly as I mean the subscription then total them, then divide with 30 days of a month, then divide with 24 hrs after converting the 30 days to hrs then the total hrs divided by the amount paid per month to get hourly pay which the movie being watched is multiplied with, lets say when its 2 hrs times the figure gotten per hr and it goes on and on dude. That's why they want to go the tradition way to also earn the same as the Nigerians, supporting the British even if wrong

But u have not just known the character of an African, only near when have not learned ya ways, saying he is a strong friend to stay, but if can learn ya ways like come up with the same technology, will ambush ya, only good when he doesn't have and 4 him to get to ya nations to look 4 loop holes to eliminate ya when they get better. Britons take heed dude.

Sam saying as a friend directs me, 'maye be ongeya", as he doesn't know me, who are u, then if u r some1 take ya gun and pull the trigger, let it not just be a story that u r robust. U r dat dude who went to India and the job u hold, u give out 60% as an agreements and now disturbing poor family,inducting criminals to get into their houses and steel, u r dat poor dude now wanting to fight bro, maintain and continue with ya posh lifestyle, u r dat dude who now wants the daughters of poor family cause the usa divas r out of ya rich. That is the dude u r that has gotten into a cartel of thwarting and blocking the ways of poor kids, yes still am on my way, u r dat dude who fear that he will not get to the next parliament and wondering on how he will survive, yes dude, u r dat dude who ejaculates 1st on a woman pussy as I have heard dude, whose manhood flattens 1st more than the plant dat when u touch the leaves folds immediately dat science says is thigmotropism like in the link below, yes sir that's the dude I know in ya and many Dignitaries in the Kenya Govt

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Thigmotropism

Only gun sale to Kenya amounts to 39 billion not to mention new bought bullets out of fired once being ordered and other ammunition like tankers, grenade etc. This is just with Kenya but other nations buys more and you can Google ammunition purchase per country to get the rough figure. It will end only if u know to make the same that criminals cant counteract. This is just with Kenya but remember world wide dude, stop the silly idea that Kenya is better than usa yet u go there, why go to a bad land dude, to spies or why buy their stuff if not better than your nation, be self sufficient 1st if u got procrastinating mind b4 u talk dude. Let it end nah bro!!!! Sick and tiring bro!!!!!, click the link below 4 more

https://www.bing.com/search?q=39+billion+gun+probe+kenyan+case&src=IE-TopResult&FORM=IETR02&conversationid=&pc=EUPP_

https://www.bing.com/search?q=africa+arms+purchase&qs=n&form=QBRE&sp=-1&pq=africa+arms+purcha&sc=0-18&sk=&cvid=4788282429AD472A8AE350DB7F6699E8

Like in the link below continue pressing like 2, 3, 4,5 to open new pages when finished with 1

With new no fuel generator and you can google that,the govt should stop electrification, buy the machine in regards with the watts and fix to households. Electrification wires and poles, transformers are very expensive only taking much money back to the country given the electrification tender.

They got no money, a house in Nairobi dat they can live on is not less than $ 2000 left with the same to spend if they campaigned 4 u r nominated or certificate stolen unto ya. Count all the above cases and see how many they amount to. Jokorgikebi masikini or jokorgidilanu jojuogi, tinting ya name if eating well and in the ghetto, as ya life moves on good. The group of many matatu in Nairobi routes like city connection or city hoppers are not 4 one person as purported just to bring respect but 4 them both the govt and the opposition. They meet at night and discuss the above, eying to lure usa beauties with such tricks or just Europe dude. Uhuru was in the usa, still Kenya is beautiful or ya eye bad, can u tell ya tribe the truth to stop all this shit or whats u up to dude, what u gonna do. When all Lupe holes blocked, kinda, in open road grab ya manhood lest u block and they do it again and again even if u warn them liaising with Mr Hindu and big dignitaries. If u cut 1 with a panga or axe, then if a coin is placed in many peoples hand to see who did that and ya group has been monitored and known, all will be gotten out and the same done to ya to cement the fact dat death is the best justice possible.

Click the link below 4 navistar electric buses

https://www.google.com/search?q=navistar+e-vehicles&tbm=isch&ved=2ahUKEwi94c2IgdvnAhWE_IUKHf9nDTIQ2-cCegQIABAA&oq=navistar+e-vehicles&gs_l=img.3…103859.110286..111403…0.0..0.289.2904.0j11j4……0….1..gws-wiz-img…….0j0i5i30j0i8i30j0i24j0i67j0i30.ReCg9ZWeeeU&ei=-MtLXr2FCoT5lwT_z7WQAw&bih=881&biw=1280&rlz=1C1CHBD_enKE883KE883

If u insert that thing on the ass-hole it makes ya face not straight and vice versa and makes ya live long. They come to Africa as tourists to check if Christ can come and they built the cities on fertile lands which brings the curse they got so migrated, and so come to check up if where the city was built can flourish in herbs, grass or trees 4 God to revert the curse.

School buses in sub-Saharan Africa are made with plates which are made out of corpse, breeding bad spirit, get out the engine and buy the bus like in the link below and fix ya engine or sell that I and buy a new 1 al2gether dude

https://www.google.com/search?q=navistar%20e-vehicles&tbm=isch&tbs=rimg%3ACQDfdhM0yaPWImAhamRHcXelOrIXDaY–vhkYdzsO195t4nFnMTh1FWT7-QsN7THFHm0FyFFfUIe_1PaG6uGUcA6wIfKS0Ra-P5iBHK1SIStePrROVEm3sXgJHZQhHdktDHnub5Mr9AAqMSAqEgkhamRHcXelOhF3ifL0CHGgeyoSCbIXDaY–vhkEZeX49ZaNZ3yKhIJYdzsO195t4kRuJQVPvirWwAqEgnFnMTh1FWT7xEoQj1nskjSOyoSCeQsN7THFHm0EYowZOMPq7KhKhIJFyFFfUIe_1PYRn6wMQcuexlEqEgmG6uGUcA6wIRFcFU6cluVniCoSCfKS0Ra-P5iBEZa6TH_1EdxvQKhIJHK1SIStePrQRA1vgny-zVJwqEglOVEm3sXgJHRHSiS02Ci5eIioSCZQhHdktDHnuEaTPaM25HJIBKhIJb5Mr9AAqMSARAxfv071RpoJhm-7FHNOO-NY&client=firefox-b-d&hl=en&ved=0CBsQuIIBahcKEwio6beasN3nAhUAAAAAHQAAAAAQBw&biw=1007&bih=637

The shinny trucks in the link below are made out of hardcore criminal corpse placed on dough then cold water poured, jets lies like house flies inserted on dough, Renault cars, landana or like janus cough drop inserted on dough the cold water poured.

https://www.google.com/search?q=navistar+e-vehicles&tbm=isch&source=univ&client=firefox-b-d&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwizoIqKsN3nAhVrAGMBHVaTBj0QsAR6BAgKEAE&biw=1024&bih=654#imgrc=nK4AZ9xzTWUM3M

They got human spirit that kinda directs ya, like in carli4nia X-bit song, a bus moves from country La to the city, seeing the road crucks reminds ya of fish being prepaired 4 deep fry thus the roads once underlaying rocks are placed which are as well made on the dough procedure, fishes are placed at interval in the dark then cold water poured and the tarmacked road made easily as opposed to the 1 which is expensive we see in Africa to take money back home

Kill ya son or daughter, if u cant hustle and knowing much yet in the later part wanna disturb us with yet like father like son, kinda, we are breeding a bad gene, dude, die we burry ya. Kebi has told us on how every gadget is made, so what ya son will come out of to be tolerated like long ago that it was an excuse maybe if he behaves that way he might help us with an innovation or invention. If u know nothing humble, respect people and the constitution and move a head dude or-else die we bury u, I will stand 4 socks or ties dude

Spirit still around in kids, delete everything on books or on syllabus that kebi has proven its a lie, don’t struggle to study a lie it breeds guilt, war and confusion among kids, cause God knows its a lie like the linear motion with a plane, period the plane used siren gas to fly like in the link below

https://www.google.com/search?q=flying+a+helicopter+on+yesterday+kenyan+news+cardet&tbm=isch&ved=2ahUKEwiJ7_jmst3nAhVFYxoKHQs7A4AQ2-cCegQIABAA&oq=flying+a+helicopter+on+yesterday+kenyan+news+cardet&gs_l=img.3…9655.29822..30254…2.0..0.321.10913.0j25j26j2……0….1..gws-wiz-img…….0j0i67j0i5i30j0i8i30j0i24j0i30.xtq72nsZkTU&ei=jgxNXonwMcXGaYv2jIAI&bih=654&biw=1024&client=firefox-b-d

If they say u can be president or Mp, well, that’s your dream and it will help ya family not even tribe men, u will be 1 then another is elected, friends, how many have seen such, it aint a hoot to us dude. You aint the 1st 1 or the last to be 1 once laws are made, president wont help ya locate jobs or still money to help ya as students can scan their script on phone prior to submitting their credentials, so no cheating that leads to mis-appropriation of people on different courses leading to different jobs as well blocking others halting their dream- that’s what the president and his people does and it wont be there period dude

If u wanna be home with elder people or ya head to be small take food portion with no salt then with salt. It draws elder people to ya if u eat tasteless food thinking you are elder as with much salt deems ya rude even if they were not there, its a spirit dude, you got to know, Mr sam kokudo working in the Kenyan parliament building in Nairobi, Has not that money, even wants ya food, was given a job after going to india, so gives like 60% of his salary back, the house he lives on was built with partly that money loan taken after a bank approached. So frustrated cause they aint sure of the next parliament, rendering them jobless, cars he drives to ksm senators, MPs, Governors cars. If he continues with dat and with any dignitary we gona use a mad scrap metal picker to sturb ya then runs away cause u r of nuisance period, wanting others things while with ya when they are down cant look at them twice, anyway it was a blessing in disguise to write on it the way am doing like with allowing folks to watch tv.

The big shinny trucks needs respect both with police or the people driving them, so incase of rude nation breeds confusion and needs not to be driven every time like the short headed ones found in Kenya which needs to be driven like daily which with them is when they don’t bring a spirit.

U wanna know a Somali blooded woman, if u think of seducing 1, u see a group of people behind ya like also wanting to hurt ya or benefit from ya. The more the number of people behind u the more the bloods and vice versa.

Most vehicles in Kenya are Dubai made as cereals or cut grass poured unto them parts after dis-assembled to make the new but not long lasting. The kikuyu buy even old engines and makes the same get to church live and say with pointing their figures in happy mood 3. The reason dude, another 1. Worker and vineyard parable and Christ with division to cement the truth. Gol, towa, remove the untitled from tumblr name like samaki with its bones, I will never dude, leave me alone say kebi. Boyfriend, mandi mit nyodho says roda to kebi. Sheep and goat parable that made Jesus to be arrested to cement de trut. The same matatu new once are made with dough inside mango placed dude

With syllabus lies they assert to be true to still sell what is used in the lab in the practical classes. Remove school 4 students to learn onlines on captured every topic and sub-topic classes only dummy get to class to be instructed making the difference between the dummy and the bright like with cpa. Click the link below 4 more

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YHC0-tlS1cs

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YHC0-tlS1cs

With church take a big tank like in the link below, put outside the church let people drop their offering when getting in or out the church without some1 risking being monitored on how much they have placed then u see church atrophies, fulfilled in revelation 4, at that time the root of David Rod/sex/penis/pesa, money

Govt to build new jails like the new schools to take the wanting ya food or grab ya manhood or cut ya in the dark to, to make them loose network bro, b4 the are out again in if they do the same jokes, No kidding dude, out of hand, liaising with dignitaries who are sure will not get back to their posts as well as the police

Expand ya business in the USA using funds from grants at www.grants.com

http://grants.com/

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Let the judges found, they just give u a lawyer if u dont have cash and does shoddy work and ya case goes to the worst ending up being a criminal. Let each jail have a software where any jailed can be given a judge prior then in not more than 100 words explain their case to the judge to avoid the former on the lawyer. They just sit in their offices using precedents to rule others case and take big chunk of taxpayers money at court time what u have written given to the court and u as well to facilitate justice.

The pressure cooker in the link below when exposing out hot fumes is the same technology the steam generator uses as i have researched via google or the little know how i got. When u have given all the names of tumblr a/c they purpoted to have deleted which they have learnt they cant delete, they pop up with their own, like kanze not saying in full or obama as i had seduced the earlier or if u look at a car u wanna buy or a house and form new jealousy they have created the kikuyu blooded men, silly character to will end thats the happiness. Now if u wait 4 me to kill myself, u will wait untill Christ comes back, with all at alibabashopping its a plus to me and justice even at amazonshopping

https://www.google.com/search?rlz=1C1CHBD_enKE883KE883&q=images+of+steam+generators+from+china&tbm=isch&source=univ&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwiTgNWJ19jnAhUInxQKHYJSDGQQsAR6BAgJEAE&biw=1280&bih=881

https://www.google.com/search?rlz=1C1CHBD_enKE883KE883&q=images+of+pressure+cooker&tbm=isch&source=univ&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwiMrtWN2NjnAhX06OAKHUFBDmoQsAR6BAgKEAE&biw=1280&bih=881

Killing myself a longtime was viable but now with no fuel generator, automatic locks and E-vehicle, its like forcing water out plastic Cyprus tree which is cumbersome. They wanna buy the kevs AE in kevinelson mondy facebook a/c yet other nations have made it and its not patented. Kebi saying give me women instead, i will select them on the computer and will open E-bus and E-public yacht, speed boat 4 them and built hotel with the profits, thats how i will maintain them bro. images of the above in the links below, keep ya money to ya self Mr trumpielo

https://www.google.com/search?rlz=1C1CHBD_enKE883KE883&q=images+of+a-yacht&tbm=isch&source=univ&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwjs9YSF2djnAhWu0eAKHaAzB5IQsAR6BAgKEAE&biw=1280&bih=881

https://www.google.com/search?rlz=1C1CHBD_enKE883KE883&q=e-bus+images&tbm=isch&source=univ&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwibyPuf2djnAhWOHxQKHb–DvcQsAR6BAgIEAE&biw=1280&bih=881

https://www.google.com/search?q=e-airplanes&tbm=isch&ved=2ahUKEwjyx5Sh2djnAhXUwYUKHaHyDTMQ2-cCegQIABAA&oq=e-airplanes&gs_l=img.3..0i8i30.10084.13688..13940…0.0..0.234.2113.0j9j2……0….1..gws-wiz-img…….0j0i67j0i30j0i5i30j0i8i10i30.WcyAq62ystg&ei=ypVKXvK6LtSDlwSh5beYAw&bih=881&biw=1280&rlz=1C1CHBD_enKE883KE883#imgrc=pjAwQZ49IBspVM

https://www.google.com/search?rlz=1C1CHBD_enKE883KE883&q=motels+of+the+highway+images&tbm=isch&source=univ&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwiT_LO42djnAhWJsBQKHYCdCcIQsAR6BAgJEAE&biw=1280&bih=881

Kankata cars made with plastic like acid bottles or cooking fat bottles inserted on the dough as well as old papers or newspapers while esar coins or money put inside dough or euphobia mixed with water and the above inserted, meaning Egyptians are making money cause money of any nation made that way by inserting their own cash in the dough bringing forth high population dude

https://www.google.com/search?rlz=1C1CHBD_enKE883KE883&q=kankata+car+photos&tbm=isch&source=univ&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwiQh9fI2djnAhUKAGMBHUogDcMQsAR6BAgKEAE&biw=1280&bih=881

https://www.google.com/search?q=esar+car+photos&tbm=isch&ved=2ahUKEwih0a7K2djnAhUK8xoKHQFCBPIQ2-cCegQIABAA&oq=esar+car+photos&gs_l=img.3…9693.10663..11769…0.0..0.226.849.0j1j3……0….1..gws-wiz-img…….0i7i30j0i7i5i30j0i8i7i30.Gu74DXWsfqg&ei=IZZKXuG8Corma4GEkZAP&bih=881&biw=1280&rlz=1C1CHBD_enKE883KE883#imgrc=7EWHVqQnnktQfM

https://www.google.com/search?q=no+fuel+generator+images&tbm=isch&source=univ&client=firefox-b-d&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwiatKiLj9bnAhUj8uAKHZ9QCxkQsAR6BAgHEAE&biw=1280&bih=910#imgrc=cZZ2_xCkLRo71M

https://www.google.com/search?q=dc+timer+photos&tbm=isch&source=univ&client=firefox-b-d&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwjmnorDkNbnAhVFC2MBHVsPBDUQsAR6BAgKEAE&biw=1280&bih=910#imgrc=FEWSmqSwYYNC7M

The lands with oil, God did not settle those people in those lands, after the jew migrated to temperate lands after the Green-man left Europe and America 4 Venus planet they distributed them from the land Green-man left as they were slaves in those lands. God made it that way so we are jew, though we are lazy our lands got enough to spare, so what u gonna do in the link below

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1jyk4YkvCJ8

The nyamwezi, mlk got nyamwezi blood and many world leaders, following the moon to no end so called people of the moon, not only masai walks but as well The nyamwezi loving crime scenes or showing pity to crimes. Tomato, nyanya, tm got dat blood, good leaders along time b4 intermarriages destroy the gene, Malagasy and masai folks got the nyamwezi gene of being good. Their skin is always shiny like in the link below and soft as supple not dry skin like incarnated people, the tribe love central places as in tz they live at tabora/shinyanga are, google to find out dude

https://www.google.com/search?client=firefox-b-d&q=belle+9+ft+blue

The below is explained by the above link as they want to follow kebi to no end

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=q0ZUbFVgZpc

https://www.britannica.com/place/Sao-Tome-and-Principe

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Demographics_of_Eritrea

https://www.google.com/search?q=photos+of+ewe+togo+women&tbm=isch&source=univ&client=firefox-b-d&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwjE0NnXhdjnAhVOXMAKHVyYD4MQsAR6BAgKEAE&biw=1280&bih=910

https://www.google.com/search?q=kabiye+women+tribe+photos&tbm=isch&source=univ&client=firefox-b-d&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwjI9pyfhtjnAhUMWsAKHXhfCXkQsAR6BAgKEAE&biw=1280&bih=910

Most nyamwezi people are tingrinya blooded and vice versa as well as many sao tome and principle nationals. They are free people not wanting others food and can survive both in hardship and in riches, they are hustlers and Asmara in luo means the booty is mine bim, abimalech in the bible with abraham while bim is appe who dont see that his booty is deep red while abuse another 1 that his booty is red, the red indians got dat blood dude as nelson kevin bro. Rateng ti, titi they love, nyap they look like as weak stepping on wrong stone. Tigrinya also got the togo tribe blood of swollen eye, the ewe is the tribe am talking about who are tigrinya blooded. Kabiye are ewe when j is added is jew which they forgot along time “as kebi warned them of the dire consequences of intermarriage when he was the secretary of war during the Portuguese inversion era“ They are masai blooded from the mothers side, their men married the women not vice versa bringing forth a polite understanding tribe b4 the masai destroyed their genes by marrying the batak tribe from Indonesia who are rude, tough-headed as the negro and cannibal, having sweet mouth or high appetite for sweet things with big booty women, they loved the booty, their men, so see what big booty can do to a tribe. Be warned let history not repeat itself to destroy further the tribes genes to destroy the world as bring rude UN-understanding people, war lovers or lay dude and even murderers.

God dont want like the hindu thing of monitoring other people, they ought to be free like in the movies of robotics like the transformers, and people not to eat gmo but firm esp usa to give up on ammunition and firm like along time

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Get a job link below

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Folks dont open up like sirjustice10 b4 i reach there, as competing with me like in the song below breeding confusion, my dying time was all gone only on planned or natural ways

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DpS4zxYDGgE

It wont tire me to give pride to the booty of a woman i love to fuck, sitachoka nakupatia hagar za minaj, theresa,robinson and many sifa. Wasee siutani, the text ni, ‘It wont tire me, okablo ol oloo’ swears kebi in an intercourse.

X-bit song to strength kids who don’t belong link below

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ig6MD1cgtC0

The problem they wanna get with ya after all they have done to ya, don't have the 2nd mind, still thinking they are superior, twanging like, talk straight dude, u aint superior, if u came to me dat way, I bet, I hit ya mouth. Be smooth, accept and let the world business continue.

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Politicians should save money to bar their get into power tricks, the bank should not give them loans but help them save which cant be taken back until the saving time lapses and it should be 1 term per each cadre like mca 1 term but u cant proceed to the next cadre after it like mp, then senator, Governor and presidency. If u start with 1 above like senator u cant go back vying 4 mca or Mp and let the law be drafted in August house but subjected to public to select yes or no on phone to bar again their selfish desires.

You even make other nations gadgets more than they know yet they know not until too late but cant engage ya in war. Placing slaughtered ships in a big dough like the size of a 4 family story hse then pour out cold water makes the big ship but suspend the dough above like in many floating materials like plastics etc. U caress/dara the tender breast of a young lady and boom the matatu used in sub-Saharan Africa after placing mangoes in the dough. Sheep and goat parable dat made yesus to be arrested period dude.

Don’t dare think the pussy of a huge woman is sweeter compared to a tiny or small bodied woman, U GOT IT TWISTED bro, its a gimmick where u buy the kuma or vagina of the women to be strangled that’s why some women are jealous of other women wanting them to dies even with men big penis and the pumping vigor is bought after getting it from a woman. Worker and vineyard parable or 10 minas parable to bring reality. Ther buying TB, the bantu, British, Bosnia, Botswana, king of the Jew  to bring reality dat kill cryst as cry is lia/ywak.

How new played move is paid on Dstv or Direct tv, they see on radar how many houses are watching that movie just like with instagram comments or Fb, they round off if only being played 4 the 1st time in the studio and mostly is a new release dude, then calculate how much those people pay monthly as I mean the subscription then total them, then divide with 30 days of a month, then divide with 24 hrs after converting the 30 days to hrs then the total hrs divided by the amount paid per month to get hourly pay which the movie being watched is multiplied with, lets say when its 2 hrs times the figure gotten per hr and it goes on and on dude. That’s why they want to go the tradition way to also earn the same as the Nigerians, supporting the British even if wrong

But u have not just known the character of an African, only near when have not learned ya ways, saying he is a strong friend to stay, but if can learn ya ways like come up with the same technology, will ambush ya, only good when he doesn’t have and 4 him to get to ya nations to look 4 loop holes to eliminate ya when they get better. Britons take heed dude.

Sam saying as a friend directs me, ‘maye be ongeya", as he doesn’t know me, who are u, then if u r some1 take ya gun and pull the trigger, let it not just be a story that u r robust. U r dat dude who went to India and the job u hold, u give out 60% as an agreements and now disturbing poor family,inducting criminals to get into their houses and steel, u r dat poor dude now wanting to fight bro, maintain and continue with ya posh lifestyle, u r dat dude who now wants the daughters of poor family cause the usa divas r out of ya rich. That is the dude u r that has gotten into a cartel of thwarting and blocking the ways of poor kids, yes still am on my way, u r dat dude who fear that he will not get to the next parliament and wondering on how he will survive, yes dude, u r dat dude who ejaculates 1st on a woman pussy as I have heard dude, whose manhood flattens 1st more than the plant dat when u touch the leaves folds immediately dat science says is thigmotropism like in the link below, yes sir that’s the dude I know in ya and many Dignitaries in the Kenya Govt

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Thigmotropism

Only gun sale to Kenya amounts to 39 billion not to mention new bought bullets out of fired once being ordered and other ammunition like tankers, grenade etc. This is just with Kenya but other nations buys more and you can Google ammunition purchase per country to get the rough figure. It will end only if u know to make the same that criminals cant counteract. This is just with Kenya but remember world wide dude, stop the silly idea that Kenya is better than usa yet u go there, why go to a bad land dude, to spies or why buy their stuff if not better than your nation, be self sufficient 1st if u got procrastinating mind b4 u talk dude. Let it end nah bro!!!! Sick and tiring bro!!!!!, click the link below 4 more

https://www.bing.com/search?q=39+billion+gun+probe+kenyan+case&src=IE-TopResult&FORM=IETR02&conversationid=&pc=EUPP_

https://www.bing.com/search?q=africa+arms+purchase&qs=n&form=QBRE&sp=-1&pq=africa+arms+purcha&sc=0-18&sk=&cvid=4788282429AD472A8AE350DB7F6699E8

Like in the link below continue pressing like 2, 3, 4,5 to open new pages when finished with 1

With new no fuel generator and you can google that,the govt should stop electrification, buy the machine in regards with the watts and fix to households. Electrification wires and poles, transformers are very expensive only taking much money back to the country given the electrification tender.

They got no money, a house in Nairobi dat they can live on is not less than $ 2000 left with the same to spend if they campaigned 4 u r nominated or certificate stolen unto ya. Count all the above cases and see how many they amount to. Jokorgikebi masikini or jokorgidilanu jojuogi, tinting ya name if eating well and in the ghetto, as ya life moves on good. The group of many matatu in Nairobi routes like city connection or city hoppers are not 4 one person as purported just to bring respect but 4 them both the govt and the opposition. They meet at night and discuss the above, eying to lure usa beauties with such tricks or just Europe dude. Uhuru was in the usa, still Kenya is beautiful or ya eye bad, can u tell ya tribe the truth to stop all this shit or whats u up to dude, what u gonna do. When all Lupe holes blocked, kinda, in open road grab ya manhood lest u block and they do it again and again even if u warn them liaising with Mr Hindu and big dignitaries. If u cut 1 with a panga or axe, then if a coin is placed in many peoples hand to see who did that and ya group has been monitored and known, all will be gotten out and the same done to ya to cement the fact dat death is the best justice possible.

Click the link below 4 navistar electric buses

https://www.google.com/search?q=navistar+e-vehicles&tbm=isch&ved=2ahUKEwi94c2IgdvnAhWE_IUKHf9nDTIQ2-cCegQIABAA&oq=navistar+e-vehicles&gs_l=img.3…103859.110286..111403…0.0..0.289.2904.0j11j4……0….1..gws-wiz-img…….0j0i5i30j0i8i30j0i24j0i67j0i30.ReCg9ZWeeeU&ei=-MtLXr2FCoT5lwT_z7WQAw&bih=881&biw=1280&rlz=1C1CHBD_enKE883KE883

If u insert that thing on the ass-hole it makes ya face not straight and vice versa and makes ya live long. They come to Africa as tourists to check if Christ can come and they built the cities on fertile lands which brings the curse they got so migrated, and so come to check up if where the city was built can flourish in herbs, grass or trees 4 God to revert the curse.

School buses in sub-Saharan Africa are made with plates which are made out of corpse, breeding bad spirit, get out the engine and buy the bus like in the link below and fix ya engine or sell that I and buy a new 1 al2gether dude

https://www.google.com/search?q=navistar%20e-vehicles&tbm=isch&tbs=rimg%3ACQDfdhM0yaPWImAhamRHcXelOrIXDaY–vhkYdzsO195t4nFnMTh1FWT7-QsN7THFHm0FyFFfUIe_1PaG6uGUcA6wIfKS0Ra-P5iBHK1SIStePrROVEm3sXgJHZQhHdktDHnub5Mr9AAqMSAqEgkhamRHcXelOhF3ifL0CHGgeyoSCbIXDaY–vhkEZeX49ZaNZ3yKhIJYdzsO195t4kRuJQVPvirWwAqEgnFnMTh1FWT7xEoQj1nskjSOyoSCeQsN7THFHm0EYowZOMPq7KhKhIJFyFFfUIe_1PYRn6wMQcuexlEqEgmG6uGUcA6wIRFcFU6cluVniCoSCfKS0Ra-P5iBEZa6TH_1EdxvQKhIJHK1SIStePrQRA1vgny-zVJwqEglOVEm3sXgJHRHSiS02Ci5eIioSCZQhHdktDHnuEaTPaM25HJIBKhIJb5Mr9AAqMSARAxfv071RpoJhm-7FHNOO-NY&client=firefox-b-d&hl=en&ved=0CBsQuIIBahcKEwio6beasN3nAhUAAAAAHQAAAAAQBw&biw=1007&bih=637

The shinny trucks in the link below are made out of hardcore criminal corpse placed on dough then cold water poured, jets lies like house flies inserted on dough, Renault cars, landana or like janus cough drop inserted on dough the cold water poured.

https://www.google.com/search?q=navistar+e-vehicles&tbm=isch&source=univ&client=firefox-b-d&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwizoIqKsN3nAhVrAGMBHVaTBj0QsAR6BAgKEAE&biw=1024&bih=654#imgrc=nK4AZ9xzTWUM3M

They got human spirit that kinda directs ya, like in carli4nia X-bit song, a bus moves from country La to the city, seeing the road crucks reminds ya of fish being prepaired 4 deep fry thus the roads once underlaying rocks are placed which are as well made on the dough procedure, fishes are placed at interval in the dark then cold water poured and the tarmacked road made easily as opposed to the 1 which is expensive we see in Africa to take money back home

Kill ya son or daughter, if u cant hustle and knowing much yet in the later part wanna disturb us with yet like father like son, kinda, we are breeding a bad gene, dude, die we burry ya. Kebi has told us on how every gadget is made, so what ya son will come out of to be tolerated like long ago that it was an excuse maybe if he behaves that way he might help us with an innovation or invention. If u know nothing humble, respect people and the constitution and move a head dude or-else die we bury u, I will stand 4 socks or ties dude

Spirit still around in kids, delete everything on books or on syllabus that kebi has proven its a lie, don’t struggle to study a lie it breeds guilt, war and confusion among kids, cause God knows its a lie like the linear motion with a plane, period the plane used siren gas to fly like in the link below

https://www.google.com/search?q=flying+a+helicopter+on+yesterday+kenyan+news+cardet&tbm=isch&ved=2ahUKEwiJ7_jmst3nAhVFYxoKHQs7A4AQ2-cCegQIABAA&oq=flying+a+helicopter+on+yesterday+kenyan+news+cardet&gs_l=img.3…9655.29822..30254…2.0..0.321.10913.0j25j26j2……0….1..gws-wiz-img…….0j0i67j0i5i30j0i8i30j0i24j0i30.xtq72nsZkTU&ei=jgxNXonwMcXGaYv2jIAI&bih=654&biw=1024&client=firefox-b-d

If they say u can be president or Mp, well, that’s your dream and it will help ya family not even tribe men, u will be 1 then another is elected, friends, how many have seen such, it aint a hoot to us dude. You aint the 1st 1 or the last to be 1 once laws are made, president wont help ya locate jobs or still money to help ya as students can scan their script on phone prior to submitting their credentials, so no cheating that leads to mis-appropriation of people on different courses leading to different jobs as well blocking others halting their dream- that’s what the president and his people does and it wont be there period dude

If u wanna be home with elder people or ya head to be small take food portion with no salt then with salt. It draws elder people to ya if u eat tasteless food thinking you are elder as with much salt deems ya rude even if they were not there, its a spirit dude, you got to know, Mr sam kokudo working in the Kenyan parliament building in Nairobi, Has not that money, even wants ya food, was given a job after going to india, so gives like 60% of his salary back, the house he lives on was built with partly that money loan taken after a bank approached. So frustrated cause they aint sure of the next parliament, rendering them jobless, cars he drives to ksm senators, MPs, Governors cars. If he continues with dat and with any dignitary we gona use a mad scrap metal picker to sturb ya then runs away cause u r of nuisance period, wanting others things while with ya when they are down cant look at them twice, anyway it was a blessing in disguise to write on it the way am doing like with allowing folks to watch tv.

The big shinny trucks needs respect both with police or the people driving them, so incase of rude nation breeds confusion and needs not to be driven every time like the short headed ones found in Kenya which needs to be driven like daily which with them is when they don’t bring a spirit.

U wanna know a Somali blooded woman, if u think of seducing 1, u see a group of people behind ya like also wanting to hurt ya or benefit from ya. The more the number of people behind u the more the bloods and vice versa.

Most vehicles in Kenya are Dubai made as cereals or cut grass poured unto them parts after dis-assembled to make the new but not long lasting. The kikuyu buy even old engines and makes the same get to church live and say with pointing their figures in happy mood 3. The reason dude, another 1. Worker and vineyard parable and Christ with division to cement the truth. Gol, towa, remove the untitled from tumblr name like samaki with its bones, I will never dude, leave me alone say kebi. Boyfriend, mandi mit nyodho says roda to kebi. Sheep and goat parable that made Jesus to be arrested to cement de trut. The same matatu new once are made with dough inside mango placed dude

With syllabus lies they assert to be true to still sell what is used in the lab in the practical classes. Remove school 4 students to learn onlines on captured every topic and sub-topic classes only dummy get to class to be instructed making the difference between the dummy and the bright like with cpa. Click the link below 4 more

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YHC0-tlS1cs

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YHC0-tlS1cs

With church take a big tank like in the link below, put outside the church let people drop their offering when getting in or out the church without some1 risking being monitored on how much they have placed then u see church atrophies, fulfilled in revelation 4, at that time the root of David Rod/sex/penis/pesa, money

Govt to build new jails like the new schools to take the wanting ya food or grab ya manhood or cut ya in the dark to, to make them loose network bro, b4 the are out again in if they do the same jokes, No kidding dude, out of hand, liaising with dignitaries who are sure will not get back to their posts as well as the police

Expand ya business in the USA using funds from grants at www.grants.com

http://grants.com/

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Let the judges found, they just give u a lawyer if u dont have cash and does shoddy work and ya case goes to the worst ending up being a criminal. Let each jail have a software where any jailed can be given a judge prior then in not more than 100 words explain their case to the judge to avoid the former on the lawyer. They just sit in their offices using precedents to rule others case and take big chunk of taxpayers money at court time what u have written given to the court and u as well to facilitate justice.

The pressure cooker in the link below when exposing out hot fumes is the same technology the steam generator uses as i have researched via google or the little know how i got. When u have given all the names of tumblr a/c they purpoted to have deleted which they have learnt they cant delete, they pop up with their own, like kanze not saying in full or obama as i had seduced the earlier or if u look at a car u wanna buy or a house and form new jealousy they have created the kikuyu blooded men, silly character to will end thats the happiness. Now if u wait 4 me to kill myself, u will wait untill Christ comes back, with all at alibabashopping its a plus to me and justice even at amazonshopping

https://www.google.com/search?rlz=1C1CHBD_enKE883KE883&q=images+of+steam+generators+from+china&tbm=isch&source=univ&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwiTgNWJ19jnAhUInxQKHYJSDGQQsAR6BAgJEAE&biw=1280&bih=881

https://www.google.com/search?rlz=1C1CHBD_enKE883KE883&q=images+of+pressure+cooker&tbm=isch&source=univ&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwiMrtWN2NjnAhX06OAKHUFBDmoQsAR6BAgKEAE&biw=1280&bih=881

Killing myself a longtime was viable but now with no fuel generator, automatic locks and E-vehicle, its like forcing water out plastic Cyprus tree which is cumbersome. They wanna buy the kevs AE in kevinelson mondy facebook a/c yet other nations have made it and its not patented. Kebi saying give me women instead, i will select them on the computer and will open E-bus and E-public yacht, speed boat 4 them and built hotel with the profits, thats how i will maintain them bro. images of the above in the links below, keep ya money to ya self Mr trumpielo

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The lands with oil, God did not settle those people in those lands, after the jew migrated to temperate lands after the Green-man left Europe and America 4 Venus planet they distributed them from the land Green-man left as they were slaves in those lands. God made it that way so we are jew, though we are lazy our lands got enough to spare, so what u gonna do in the link below

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The nyamwezi, mlk got nyamwezi blood and many world leaders, following the moon to no end so called people of the moon, not only masai walks but as well The nyamwezi loving crime scenes or showing pity to crimes. Tomato, nyanya, tm got dat blood, good leaders along time b4 intermarriages destroy the gene, Malagasy and masai folks got the nyamwezi gene of being good. Their skin is always shiny like in the link below and soft as supple not dry skin like incarnated people, the tribe love central places as in tz they live at tabora/shinyanga are, google to find out dude

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The below is explained by the above link as they want to follow kebi to no end

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=q0ZUbFVgZpc

https://www.britannica.com/place/Sao-Tome-and-Principe

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Demographics_of_Eritrea

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Most nyamwezi people are tingrinya blooded and vice versa as well as many sao tome and principle nationals. They are free people not wanting others food and can survive both in hardship and in riches, they are hustlers and Asmara in luo means the booty is mine bim, abimalech in the bible with abraham while bim is appe who dont see that his booty is deep red while abuse another 1 that his booty is red, the red indians got dat blood dude as nelson kevin bro. Rateng ti, titi they love, nyap they look like as weak stepping on wrong stone. Tigrinya also got the togo tribe blood of swollen eye, the ewe is the tribe am talking about who are tigrinya blooded. Kabiye are ewe when j is added is jew which they forgot along time “as kebi warned them of the dire consequences of intermarriage when he was the secretary of war during the Portuguese inversion era“ They are masai blooded from the mothers side, their men married the women not vice versa bringing forth a polite understanding tribe b4 the masai destroyed their genes by marrying the batak tribe from Indonesia who are rude, tough-headed as the negro and cannibal, having sweet mouth or high appetite for sweet things with big booty women, they loved the booty, their men, so see what big booty can do to a tribe. Be warned let history not repeat itself to destroy further the tribes genes to destroy the world as bring rude UN-understanding people, war lovers or lay dude and even murderers.

God dont want like the hindu thing of monitoring other people, they ought to be free like in the movies of robotics like the transformers, and people not to eat gmo but firm esp usa to give up on ammunition and firm like along time

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X-bit song to strength kids who don’t belong link below

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The problem they wanna get with ya after all they have done to ya, don’t have the 2nd mind, still thinking they are superior, twanging like, talk straight dude, u aint superior, if u came to me dat way, I bet, I hit ya mouth. Be smooth, accept and let the world business continue.

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Beneath the Reef Part 2 | mermaid!Tom AU

(images not mine)

INTRO // PART 1

Pairing: mermaid!Tom x siren!Reader 

Summary: after escaping from all the siren pressure, you get to know the boy with the pretty green tail

Word Count: 4K

(sorry if that gd cut doesn’t work!!)

“We got a good one for you.”

Here you are again, swimming to the strait to lure with Circe and two other sirens. Except this time, you were going to sing.

“Your birthday is tomorrow, Y/N. It won’t be long until it really counts,” Circe reminded you.

You reached your normal spot, already spotting the ship coming down the channel, which was almost like a cue for the other sirens as they immediately began swimming to the surface.

You, however, stayed behind, reluctant to go.

“Y/N!” Circe called from behind you. “What’re you doing? Go!”

You looked up at the ship, swallowing hard before joining the other sirens. Your head breached the surface, looking up at the large vessel. You began singing, trying to stay on pitch with the others. The boat soon veered into the rock, the bow crashing on impact. Some men fell off the masts while others began to jump overboard upon hearing your hypnotic song.

At this point you were supposed to stop singing and start attacking the bodies, like your fellow sirens were demonstrating now. But you just stopped singing and watched them with a vacant look on your face.

“What the hell are you doing? Look at all these bodies in the water, kill one!” Circe yelled out to you.

The effects of the song were wearing off, the remaining men trying to swim to the surface, to safety. You grabbed one closest to you but he struggled against you, eventually kicking your tail to escape your grasp. You groaned in pain, hearing Circe yell at you again.

“C’mon, Y/N, you can do better than that!”

You looked around, trying to find the slowest, weakest one. You spotted one not too far away, who was sinking faster than he could swim. You swam over to him, grabbing him by his shirt, looking into his half-lidded eyes, which were brown. He also had dark hair.

He looks like Tom.

“That’s it, Y/N, you got him! Now just claw his eyes out!” Circe continued providing commentary on your performance.

You looked back at her before looking back at the man, whose eyes were fully closed now. You couldn’t let him die.

You dragged him up to the surface as fast as you could, grasping onto the front of his shirt. You breached through the surface again, bringing him above as well, trying to look for the other men that made it back above water.

One finally swam over to you, taking the body from you hands. He looked up at you, nodding in gratitude. You quickly ducked back underneath the water, swimming back down. You looked around, not seeing the other sirens or even Circe, thinking they may have already gone back and left you there. You swam over to the rock where you normally sat and watched, thinking about how furious Circe was gonna be after what you did.

However, you were saved the anticipation as you heard a whoosh behind you. Next thing you knew, Circe had you by the shoulders, slamming you against the rock.

“Why did you do that? You would’ve been dead by now if this was your test!” She yells in your face.

“He...he was dying,” you replied in pain, your head and shoulders throbbing.

“Well, yeah, that’s kinda the point, barnacle head,” she insults. “We’re not mermaids, we don’t save people! Can’t you see we’re trying to help you!?”

You grew angry at her words. “Maybe I don’t wanna be a siren! I didn’t ask for this!” you said in a firm tone.

Circe let go of your shoulders, shaking her head.

“This isn’t a punishment, Y/N, this is your life. This is your life now. And it’s your decision on whether you want to keep it, but you should know….” she trails off, pausing for a beat.

“It’s not a painless death.”

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When you got back to the cave, Circe told you to go to your room and rest, to which you gladly complied. You sat on the edge of your bed, your mind racked with competing thoughts.

Why can’t you just do it?

But I don’t want to kill anyone.

But do you want to live?

Not if it means continuing my life like this.

You started to get upset, not knowing what to think. You felt weak and powerless. You couldn’t understand why you didn’t have the same capacity to kill like the rest of the group but at the same time, you didn’t want to be like them.

Well, maybe this life wasn’t meant for you.

Wanting to forget about what happened, your thoughts shifted to yesterday, when you met your first mermaid.

Tom.

You wondered what his everyday life was like, as a mermaid. But you could guess it was probably a million times better, since you saw him happily playing with his friends. You wanted to see him, to talk to him again.

You moved over to one side of your room, where a large rock was placed in front of the wall. Normally this rock was used for sitting, in the small chance that someone else was present, but it was mainly to hide an escape route.

You pushed the rock slowly, careful not to make too much noise. Once you saw the wide hole, you held the rock back with one arm while you maneuvered yourself through the opening, letting the rock gradually lean back on the wall. Once your tail and body were out into the open sea, you shifted the cover a bit so that the hole was out of sight but still allowed you to easily move it so you could get back in.

Once the rock was back in its strategic place, you started your usual route to the Reef. You had gotten better at being discrete and quicker at getting there, especially since you started going so frequently. But now you had a reason to go.

To see Tom.

You reached your normal stakeout spot, your eyes scanning the coral for a green tail. Some merman finally came into view, whom you recognized as some of Tom’s friends from yesterday, the purple tail and the blue tail. They seemed to be looking for something, swimming in and out of the coral beds near the drop off. You were so focused on watching them, you didn’t sense someone coming up behind you.

“.....So I see you’ve come back.”

You jumped, gasping at the sudden voice. You turned to see brown eyes, floating close to you.

He chuckled at your reaction. “Sorry, love, couldn’t help myself.”

You had an unamused look on your face, turning back to look at the Reef. His friends were out of sight and you hoped they weren’t going to come popping out of nowhere.

“Do you always watch us from over here?” He asked honestly.

A beat passed before you spoke up. “Not always. Sometimes I just swim by, but no one’s usually out. I just like to look at the Reef,” you shrugged, still looking out at the structure.

His eyes followed yours as he looked out at his home before speaking again. “But do you like mermaids?”

Like is an understatement.

You paused again. “I’m intrigued, yes,” you answered, giving him a soft smile.

His heart fluttered at your words. You seemed genuinely interested in his people. He didn’t really know too much about sirens, except that they didn’t do much to contribute to the commonwealth of the sea and wanted nothing to do with mermaids. But you seemed different to him, just like when you first saw him.

His friends came back into your view in front of the Reef, calling Tom’s name.

Tom scoffed out a laugh. “Those divs. They’ve been trying to find me for over a half hour now.”

You smiled at his comment on his friends’ obliviousness. He turned back to you, speaking up again.

“C’mon,” he reached his hand out towards you. “Let’s let them keep looking.”

You looked at his hand, curious as to where this would go.

It’s not everyday a mermaid lets you hold his hand.

You took his hand, feeling the warmth as he closed it around yours. He started leading you out into the open water with a moderate pace. You watched the movement of his mesmerizing tail in front of you, admiring the graceful waves it created in its path.

“So you’ve seen the Reef,” he spoke up, looking back to you. “Where do sirens live?”

“Uhh…” you paused, quickening your pace to catch up to him. “We live in this cave, not far from the Reef, actually.”

“It’s not nearly as big or colorful…” you added, trailing off.

“Sometimes it’s too big and a bit too much,” he chuckled.

You turned your head to look at his pretty profile. “I think it’s beautiful,” you replied, making him look at you, smiling.

You looked forward, continuing to swim with him.

“....where are we going?” You spoke up after a few minutes.

“Remember that drop off we went to after….after we slayed the beast…” he joked, referring to your battle with Scylla. You laughed out loud at his exasperated tone. He made it seem like you both fought her, when he was the one who saved you from her wrath.

He smiled back at you, enjoying the sound of your laugh ringing through his ears.

“Race ya there!” He said, letting go of your hand and shooting off, knocking you back with the power of his tail.

You flinched back, trying to block the force with your arms, squeezing your eyes shut. You opened them after a few moments, gasping at how far ahead he already was. You quickly started flapping your tail and gliding your hands out in front of you in attempt to catch up with him. You weren’t sure if you were going to beat him but you knew you were fast. You pushed harder with your movements, seeing the glimmer of his tail, coming up behind him.

You examined his movements, following his sharp turns and spirals, until two large twin rocks came up ahead. There was a small space between them, but it was big enough for Tom to fit through. You decided to swim up and over, knowing it would be quicker for you, as you take the same route on your way to the reef.

Once you got to the top, you saw the drop off straight ahead, trying to pull out your fastest sprint to get there. You didn’t see Tom but you also didn’t slow down to look behind you. You slowed down a few feet from the edge of the drop off, fully confident that you had beat him. You reached the sandy plateau, breathing heavily and smiling wide to yourself.

You had never beat anyone at anything before, but then again you never really got the opportunity. This might’ve been the first time you felt proud of yourself for accomplishing something since becoming a siren, even if it was just a silly race.

You suddenly heard a whooshing sound followed by a voice behind you.

“Look ouuuuuuutttt!”

Tom flew towards you, seeming to have underestimated his stopping distance, and crashed right into you. You landed on your back into the sand, feeling dead weight on top of you. You heard a laugh from beside your head.

“I’m so sorry, Y/N. Guess I was going too fast.”

He picked his head up, looking down at you with his endearing eyes. “Wow, you are fas–are you alright, love?”

You didn’t know whether you were still dazed from the impact or from hearing his voice say your name, but you didn’t say anything for a few moments. When you finally came back to your senses, you noticed an uncomfortable feeling that went down your backside.

“Um, you’re...crushing my fin,” you finally spoke in a pained tone.

“Oh! Sorry, I’m so sorry,” Tom said, while getting off of you.

You sighed in relief as the pressure came off your back. Tom quickly reached out to you, putting his hands on your shoulders to pull you up out of the sand.

“Ah, I’m sorry, love,” he said as he ran his hands down to your upper arms while you rubbed your hands over the small fin that ran down the back of your tail.

“Are you okay?” he asked again, wanting to make sure you weren’t hurt even more from his body colliding with yours. His hands felt warm against your skin, feeling soothed by his thumbs rubbing small strokes.

You nodded, giving him a small smile, looking into his concerned eyes. He smiled back, giving your arms a small squeeze before letting go. You suddenly felt cold at the loss of contact.

He looks up at the surface of the water, beginning to swim up towards it.

“C’mon!”

You followed his lead up to the surface, your head breaching above the water. You turned to see him wading towards the shallow end, that was formed by sand and rock. You swam closer to him, while he looked around small area that was partially closed off by tunnel-like cave.

“Have you ever been above the surface before?” he asked.

“Uh, yeah, before I was a siren,” you answered, making him turn to you with a puzzled look on his face. “I, uh, drowned when I was 16 but the colony took me in…” you explained, trailing off at hearing the morbidness of your story.

“Oh, I’m so sorry,” he expressed. “But….at least you have a second chance!” he exclaimed, trying to lighten the mood.

Yeah...an unfortunate one.

You just smiled, indulging in his attempt to make you feel better.

“But, no, we can’t survive on land,” you replied, to his original question while gesturing to the gills on your sides, right near your rib cage.

“That’s a shame, really. The world’s….truly amazing. So much to explore,” he commented. That’s probably what you missed most, being able to explore different parts of the world. You were alive and well, but confined to underwater jail.

Siren hell.

“So what do sirens do, exactly?”

Wow, he’s just...full of questions.

“Um...we’re really not that interesting,” you answered.

“Ah c’mon, surely you guys take pride in something, especially with such a small group,” he pressed.

“Well….” you started.

Don’t tell him.

“.....we hunt...for food.”

“Oh, wow. That’s mad, must be a big job,” he observed. “What do you eat?”

“Well, I eat mostly fish and small aquatic plants, but the others….” you trailed off. “...the others have more of ah….an acquired taste.”

He looked at you for a moment with a blank look on his face. But then a smile grew, making him chuckle a little. “Sounds interesting to me, love.”

Your heart skipped at the pet name, liking the way his voice said it with a smile on his face. But you were disheartened that you had to be so vague with him.

He couldn’t find out.

He’s the first mermaid you’ve met and he didn’t run away in terror when he saw you, when you revealed to him what you are.

But that’s because he doesn’t know.

And you didn’t want to be the one to let him know now.

*

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He leaned back against the bed of the sand, slightly pulling himself out of the water so his torso was completely exposed. You followed next to him, but just propping your elbow up onto the top of the hill. You took a moment to admire him as he closed his eyes and breathed in the fresh air. You noticed his hair had a bit a texture to it when out of the water and you wondered what it looked like completely dry.

Your eyes moved down his body, scanning over his fit physique. His arms and abs seemed to have been sculpted by greek gods. You felt your face grow warm, flushing at the thought of feeling his strong arms around you, embracing you close to him.

“What about you? How did you die?” you asked, wanting to turn the focus on him.

“How did I—what, sorry?” He stammered, puzzled by your question.

“Oh I’m sorry! It’s just….I thought mermaids were created from peaceful deaths….” you explained, your voice getting quieter.

His face softened at your statement. He thought you were cute when you got all shy around him.

“Well, yes, but pure mermaids are born from other mermaids, like me and my brothers,” he clarified.

“My father is the King of the Reef, and overlooks all of the creatures of the sea, mostly our people, to make sure there is a consistent balance and peace,” he added.

Your eyes widened at his words. “That sounds like a big job...lot of responsibility,” you emphasized his statement from earlier. The mermaids were actually doing something, something altruistic and helped others, unlike your own group, who only worried about their own survival.

He scoffed a laugh. “Yeah, it is….” He trailed off, pausing. “I’m next in line for the throne and it’s just...a lot of pressure already.”

You frowned at his long expression. You knew what he was talking about. That feeling of people expecting you to succeed. You felt a large amount of pressure from your own situation, maybe even more considering your life was on the line.

You decided to change the subject, not wanting to press him further.

“How did you do that yesterday? With Scylla…” You remembered his hands, open palms with the ability to force her back into her cave.

“Oh, you mean this?” he replied as he brought his hand up, making the water in front of your mirror his hand movement, rising out of the body.

“All pure mermaids can do it, they’re gifts that help us to keep things...together.” He waved his hand to make the water move into an arch, bringing up his other hand and opening his palm. The water froze in its place, hanging there, out of place in the middle of the flowing water.

“I can also do this…” he continued as he brought his hands up again and slowly brought them down, making the water steam and melt back into the body.

You watched in amazement at his talents, thinking that he deserved these gifts for being so kind and gracious. He enjoyed watching your face light up from watching him show you what he could do, as merpeople weren’t as impressed by powers that some had while others didn’t.

“But, y’know, I could’ve beat her without using my powers,” he says, flashing a charming smile.

You laugh at his comment. “Yeah, well, what you actually did was much cooler.”

He chuckles at your reply, admiring your smile for a moment before speaking again. “Do sirens have any abilities?”

Your face fell at his question. “We uh….we can sing,” you said, not wanting to lie but trying to spare the details.

“Wow...can I hear something?” He looked at you expectantly, his eyes pleading for you to show him more of yourself.

“I’m uh, not really that good,” you laughed nervously, rubbing your arm.

“Ah, c’mon! A pretty siren like you, can’t be that bad,” he flirted, waving his hand towards himself, creating a small wave to push you closer next to him.

You gasped at the sudden force, your hands pressing into his side and abdomen as his hand gently touch the side of your head, making you look up at him.

You weren’t used to gestures of affection, but you also weren’t complaining. You looked right into his brown eyes, which looked a lot lighter under the sunlight. You were unsure of what to do as he brought his other hand up to your face, his fingers brushing under your chin. He began to lean in, a smiling growing on his face as he got closer. You panicked a bit, bringing your hands up to his chest to push him away.

“Y-Y’know, it’s uh, it’s getting late so um, I better go,” you stammered while you began to wade away from him. You quickly ducked your head back underwater to start swimming away when you heard a splash behind you, and Tom’s voice calling out.

“Wait, Y/N!”

You almost kept swimming, acting like you didn’t hear him but you turned around slowly anyway. He was just a few feet away from you, a straight look on his face.

“Will….will I see you again?” he asked with pleading eyes.

You looked at him for a moment, taking too long to respond. “Uh...if you...if you want to…”

He swam closer to you, a small smile on his face. “It’s just...I really... like talking to you,” he spoke honestly.

You softened at the adorable look on his face, with his brown eyes and soft features. You waded closer to him, now only a about a foot away from him.

“Then...I guess I’ll see you later,” you said, a smile growing on your face. He smiled at your affirmation, internally sighing in relief that he didn’t scare you off.

“Bye, Tom,” you added, before turning to leave. Your tail brushed his slightly as you did, making him smile to himself at the small gesture.

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You swam back to the cave, your heart skipping with joy for the second night in a row.

You entered through the hole in your wall, solidifying your alibi so know one would know you were gone. You exited your room, going into the kitchen to help make dinner with Phoebe.

Phoebe was one of the oldest sirens in the colony, next to Persephone and Circe. She was your only friend in the colony despite the fact she was a lot older than you. But she was sweet and was really the only one you could turn to when you needed to talk to someone. She was the closest to a ‘mother figure’ you would have while living in the colony.

But most importantly, she hated the siren lifestyle as much as you did. You were glad at least one person had common sense around here.

“Oh, hello, Y/N,” she greeted with a warm smile.

You smiled back. “Hi Phoebe!”

She was busy cutting up what looked like some sort of meat, presumably a major organ from one of the bodies that were caught. It used to bother you, watching her harvest human bodies, but it was just one of the sights you had grown used to from living here for almost five years.

You got to work making you own dinner. It was something you did sometimes to help Phoebe out, since you didn’t eat like the rest of the group.

“So, your birthday is tomorrow right? 21, that’s pretty big!” Phoebe exclaimed, trying to lighten the mood about what was to come after your birthday.

“Yeah, really big. So big, I might just die!” You said sarcastically.

“Oh c’mon, Y/N, you’ll be fine,” she responded.

“Well, how did you get through your test?” You asked, needing some advice besides Circe yelling at you.

“I just went out there, thinking that nothing else in this moment matters more than my own life, and did it,” she replied honestly.

“But….you don’t like what they’re doing?“

“Of course not. I hate that they do this, especially putting all the pressure on you,” she consoled, turning towards you.

“Listen, Y/N. You’re so young. I know you don’t wanna do this or live like this but you just need to get through this and it will get easier, I promise,” she said as she soothingly rubbed your arm, much like Tom had done earlier that day.

You pondered her words, but let another question surface in your mind. “Phoebe, why do sirens hate mermaids so much?”

She thought about it for a moment before turning to look at you again.

“Because mermaids have hearts.”

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A/N: op i decided to post early anyway....here’s the second part!! still just expositional stuffs but i actually sat down yesterday and (roughly) outlined the next three parts....it’ll get interesting i promise!! but tell me what ya think so far! how do you like the reader? how to you like tom? what/who do you want to see more/less of in future parts? what do ya think is gonna go down in future parts??? i wanna hear your thoughts!! hope you enjoyed and stay peachy!!

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[thatlongspringnight]

Hey darrrrrlin’: anemone, snapdragon, and gladiolus from the flower ask sheet, please, if you’ve got the time! Xoxo. 💕💚

Lovely one! Thank you for dropping in  I love the choices. Most of these were the questions I hoped I would get asked! Hehe :3 

anemone - were you ever interested in greek mythology?

HECK YES. If ever you wanna talk about ANY mythology, come on into this ask box or my messenger. Ya girl was OBSESSED with mythology back in the day. Not just Greek, bring me Roman, Egyptian, Celtic, Norse, etc. Now a’days I’m trying to broaden my horizons even further and outside of the Western world. I love history, and mythology IS history really. 

snapdragon - favourite mythical creature?

Ammit, the Devourer of the Dead, eater of hearts, Great of death.  Ancient Egyptian goddess (Part Crocodile, Lion, and Hippo). If you died and your heart was heavier than the goddess of Truth, Justice, and Order’s feather (Ma’at, another favorite lady of mine), it got fed to Ammit. 

The Rusalka, slavic sirens, young beautiful women who died tragic deaths (usually murder). They lured men to their doom in the darkness of the water, until someone avenged them. 

gladiolus - who do you look up to most? 

Ruth Bader Ginsburg, St. Philomena, a 3L at my school, my parents, I look up to lots of people, I look up to you! To @han-pan (is that embarrassing of me to say?).  I have much admiration in my heart. 

I’ll tack these two on for the nice Anon that asked me similar questions

alstroemeria - dream vacation?

Hmmm! Probably a few months traveling Europe, visiting historical sites, in depth. I would love to actually have time to look at things and learn things, and touch everything (seriously, everything). I would also love the opportunity to go to Japan and do the same thing. 

delphinium - what’s your star sign - does it suit you?

I’m a Libra (and a rooster) I do feel like it suits me (sometimes scarily so). I have trouble making decisions, I’m judicial, I try to be fair, I’m about the aesthetic, I’m a bit flighty, etc. 

[betelguwuse]

So I just finished VHS and I absolutely loved it. One of the shorts was a bit lacking to me, but even that one was enjoyable to watch. The only big criticism I have is that like at least half the shorts showed a lot of unnecessary tiddy (the only one that didn’t feel totally unnecessary was the one where the whole plot is dudes tryin to make porn) but I mean it’s found footage and I get that irl people do show off to each other on video calls and yknow,, porn. So I can let it slide but I’m not gonna enjoy it lol. Also this goes for most found footage I’ve seen, but sometimes it’s really hard to make out who’s who and what’s going on. But overall it was really good.

There were a few comments (I watched it on shudder lol) calling the movie misogynistic, which I don’t get? I mean unless they were talking about the tiddy issue, but even that I don’t think was meant to be framed as a good thing.

Like the movie is 5 shorts in between breaks of an ongoing story of some dudes breaking into a house. They’re trying to steal some tapes, and what’s on them is the bunch of shorts we’re shown. So the overarching story of the guys in the house has nothing to do with women, except one scene where they gang up on and try to strip a woman in a parking lot, which I’m pretty sure is clearly meant to be a bad thing? I mean throughout the movie we’re shown that these guys are assholes (filming harassment of women for money, excessively saying slurs, breaking into a house for more tapes that could get them money). Yeah the characters are misogynistic from what we can tell, but that doesn’t mean the movie or director is condoning their actions.

Ok onto the actual shorts (I don’t know what any were called but I’m pretty sure theyre all in order in my head lol). I want to pick out whether the individual shorts were misogynistic at all (because I have literally nothing else to do) so for that I might have to spoil. Any spoilers will be crossed out so they’re at least a bit harder to read. And like, I’m no expert in feminism (I don’t consider myself one, but I’m not exactly anti either) but being a person with a brain and opinions I’m going to talk about it.

1: This was the only one I had any previous knowledge of going in, and I was absolutely terrified of watching this whole movie because of the jumpscare and bits of creepiness I’d seen lol. So it’s about this group of guys who are trying to make some porn, so they pick up some girls, take them clubbing, and then go to a hotel to smash. Without spoilers, one of the girls acts really really friccin creepy and I think this one scared me the most overall, even knowing the basics of what would happen. Honestly I’m surprised the internet hasn’t turned her into a meme or waifu like some people did with Momo lol. I for one really want to draw her now (but also I’m terrified of looking up reference photos 👊😔). I think I read that they made a full movie-length version of this story but I could be wrong.

Spoilers: So what happens is this creepy girl is some kind of monster who lures men in to have sex with her, so she can eat them and rip their dicks off and all that fun shit. So like a siren, but on land? Honestly I don’t even know if it’s accurate to say she lures them in, because she really didn’t do anything, the guys kinda just found her and decided to use her? Also I think she had wings?? But again, handheld camera, hard to see everything. I think that what makes this one is that while she is creepy, she doesn’t really seem dangerous, or even like she wants to be there at all. Like when the guys give her and another girl drugs, the other girl seems ok with it, but it seemed to bother the creepy girl a bit. She had this innocent vibe to her that just makes her even more creepy. And then it’s even more shocking when she starts eating these bois. So yeah I don’t think this one was misogynistic at all. The male characters just wanted to exploit her and profit from her body, and she didn’t say no but she didn’t say yes either, which is pretty interesting to see. It’s not like she tricked the guys because she never actually consented to sex. All I remember her saying was “I like you” a few times. 10/10 we love a lady who eats her attempted rapists.

2: This is the one I wasn’t entirely satisfied with, but it was very good and enjoyable nonetheless. It’s about this couple on a road trip in,, I wanna say Arizona? I’m Canadian, I’ve never heard of a state in my life. So anyway they’re at a hotel in the middle of the desert, there are a few parts that were pretty creepy but didn’t actually mean anything in the story, like there was this fortune telling machine that I thought would be something supernatural, and a scene where they’re climbing around a canyon which was just generally anxiety inducing lol. But what the story is actually about is that someone is stalking them. This one I can discuss the misogyny levels without spoilers. There’s one bit where the guy is trying to get the girl to take off her shirt, and she says only if you turn the camera off. Which he doesn’t, and after a little argument he finally accepts the no. So like, dick move, but only a tiny part of the story.

Spoilers: there are some creepy scenes of the stalker recording them both while they sleep, and stealing their money and stuff, and then later stabs the guy in the neck. But then it’s revealed that the stalker is actually two people and they film themselves making out in the bathroom mirror. I couldn’t tell if it was a guy/girl or two girls, and since it was that hard to see their faces it just occurred to me that one of them might’ve actually been the gf? Like we didn’t see what happens to her after, and it’d definitely be a more satisfying ending for her to have betrayed her bf and not just some rando stalkers. Hm. Still unclear but good.

3: This one was really fun, it’s these 4 college aged friends who take a trip to the woods, it’s pretty tropey like cabin in the woods, there’s the final girl, the slut, the nerd, and the popular jockish dude. Which I’m pretty sure was on purpose since it’s kind of a slasher. Otherwise I’d be a bit more critical of the ‘slut’ character who Literally Never Shuts Up About Sex in this short lol. But I think that was meant to be a comedic choice. Idk. Other than that, no issue. So basically final girl has kinda organized this whole trip but she starts acting weird and saying creepy stuff about things that had happened in the forest. This one really felt like a creepypasta, but like the best kind. I really love what they did with the bad guy. I really don’t want to spoil this one, so don’t read the spoilers unless you’re sure you’ll never watch it. It’s great.

Spoilers: So the twist is that final girl had been here before with her friends and was the only survivor of a massacre by some monster in the woods. So now by taking these new people on the trip she’s trying to lure the monster out using them as bait, because nobody believed her after the last trip when she told people it wasn’t human. So we get a bunch of cool deaths, and that sweet sweet betrayal. I was kinda surprised by how much they lingered on some of the gore but that’s not really an issue for me. It did suck to see the main girl die, but I mean it’s found footage not ‘I killed a monster and totally got away, here watch’ footage.

4: This one was actually really cool in terms of like ~feminism~ or whatever. I mean it doesn’t even have to be read as some kind of feminist theme, but that was just the vibe I got. I really don’t think I can go into detail on those themes without spoilers, but the basic premise is that this girl is video chatting her bf (who’s away for school or something) and she’s worried that there are ghosts in her apartment. There’s a neat backstory about something similar happening to her when the guy was away during her childhood, like weird bruises and other injuries she doesn’t remember, so it definitely keeps you interested. Also another one I reeeally don’t want to spoil because the twist is so cool.

Spoilers: So the truth is the guy actually was nearby the whole time (possibly in her place because he rushes in the room pretty quickly when she’s attacked), and it turns out that it’s not ghosts, but aliens, and the bf is using the gf to put trackers and alien babies in her, and tricking her into thinking she just got in some weird accident and forgot, which leads her to get misdiagnosed with something like schizophrenia. I mean it’s a perfect metaphor for gaslighting (he’s not hurting me, I’m just crazy), and while that’s not an exclusively feminist theme by any means (both genders are capable of abuse, and both genders are capable of being victims!) it being a theme here shows that this short is absolutely not misogynistic at all. Honestly I’m surprised I haven’t seen more people talk about this one. It’s really really great in terms of the plot, twists, and underlying themes my dumb brain came up with.

5: This one is really really cool, at first I was a little bored with it, but then you’re kinda like hm what’s going on, and then you’re like oh okay that’s going on. Coolcoolcool. So basically these 4 dudes are going to a Halloween party and they’re kinda lost, and they end up at this huge house, so they go in and it’s empty but really big and creepy so they’re like ‘maybe we’re early, or it’s more of a haunted house than a party’ stuff like that, so a bit of it is just the guys exploring the house and vaguely creepy stuff happening in the background. I’m just gonna leave it at that because like, it’s not exactly a twist but it is really unexpected.

Spoilers: So they hear people talking upstairs in the attic and they’re like ‘o nice we found the party’ but no it’s a literal cult chanting and beating up this girl they have tied up. The cult leader is like ‘wtf get outta here’ and the guys kinda get chased away, but one dumbass just had to be like ‘no man we gotta save her’ (king tbh. ur sacrifice will be remembered) so they all go back up there, beat up the cult guys, and get the girl out of there. But that’s when the really creepy stuff happens in the house, like dishes throw themselves at the guys and arms reach out of the walls (I’d actually seen this bit before in a try not to be scared compilation, but I didn’t know what it was from lol) but they do get out and into their car. But then the girl just disappears and the car stops working, and then they see her out the window and she looks kinda demony, and oop their car is stopped on a train track aaa. This one I’m kinda torn on, like about the misogyny thing, because yeah having the only female in the cast being a demon and justifying the cult’s treatment of her is iffy, but at the same time...dude she’s literally a demon, I’d be chaining her up too lol. So yeah I’m definitely leaning toward the not misogynistic side.

Overall I don’t see this movie as that misogynistic at all, and it’s otherwise just a really really good time. Definitely recommend.

#movie review #v/h/s #horror #vhs #feminism

[a-simple-imagine]

A Distant Voice

Requested by me: You hear a voice in the distance that drawns you in and you’re not too sure of what to make of the source.

Pairing: Demi Lovato x fem!reader

A/N - One of those classic aus 

An enchanting voice. Distant but clear. Calling out to me on the ocean.

I can't explain what's going on Something happened when you came along, oh... It's driving me crazy, crazy

I couldn't help but follow it. It was almost irresistible. My mind filled with thoughts of the source.

You're taking me to new places And I pretend I'm not anxious, but oh You're driving me crazy, crazy

A blurry figure. But the voice was getting clearer. I never wanted it to stop. It was just so beautiful.

I was walking down this broken road

At a quicker pace. I needed to get there. A figure started to form.

I was stranded, I was all alone

It was a girl... I think.

Always played it safe when it came to love Until you came and picked me up

Brown hair spilled down her shoulders. She sat upon a small island of rocks. I could tell from here there was something different about her. She was special. Unique. I wanted to know more. I need to. Her voice was pitch perfect.

I've been waitin' all night, lookin' for your headlights I know that we're strangers, but I'll leave it all for you

I was close enough to really get a look at her. Her voice matched that of her appearance. She was stunning.

Go anywhere you wanna go I don't really need to know, if my heart is in danger 'Cause as long as you're the driver I'm your hitchhiker, yeah I'm your hitchhiker, yeah, yeah

Her voice trailed off. This beautiful girl smudged in my vision. Water surrounding me. Air replaced by liquid. Soon all I saw was black.

"Hello?"

I was alive? And I recognised that voice. My throat burned. Eyes stung as they fluttered open to the girl from before. She leaned over me. Chocolate brown eyes narrowing in. Matched her hair. At first glance, she seemed like a normal girl but when I really looked I noticed a considerable difference. She didn't look... human. She had lilac scales adorning the rim of her face. And what looked to be fins where she should have ears? To say I was confused would be an understatement. I felt myself panic but I couldn't move. Frozen in fear.

"This always happens." She groaned. An adorable pout displayed. I had no clue what she was talking about. My brows knitted together.

"You're the girl that was singing earlier."

She nodded, flashing a smile.

"You sounded... spectacular."

That smile was quick to fade. I remained lying on the ground rather freaked out but also because I wasn't sure just how injured I was.

"Thank you." She eventually said. "But I never meant to do that to you."

"Do what?"

"You almost drowned. I love singing but it tends to be more trouble than it's worth. Are you hurt?"

I shrugged before sitting up. She was genuinely half naked apart from patches of scales that graced her edged and covered where her nipples should be. She smiled at me as my eyes drifted abruptly stopping at her purple tail- Wait tail? No legs.

"A mermaid? God I must be dead."

"Siren actually, sorry to disappoint. You're not dead."

My head shook. "I know my mythology well enough to know sirens are half bird not half... fish. And aren't they supposed to lure sailors- men to their deaths?"

"Mythology? I don't know what to tell you." Her being a siren did make some sense. Apart from the fish part, she possessed a lot of the characteristics of a siren. She was alarmingly pretty. Had a voice that was enchanting to the ear and lured me to my almost death.

"That explains why the last thing I remember is drowning."

"Yeah that happens a lot. I sing and humans come, usually on boats. And that's the last we see of them. It doesn't really bother me. They don't normally look like you though."

Her head tilted to the right much like a curious dog. She reached out for me with one hand. Going straight for the boobs as if she didn't have her own. I slapped her hand away. Noticing the webbed fingers.

"At least buy me dinner first."

The humour was lost on her which is understandable.

"You've never met a girl before?"

"Girl? I just know you're human. I only jumped in because I thought you were one of us."

Sirens are known to attract men so I guess I shouldn't be surprised by her lack of knowledge. They were known to seduce their prey. I don't know if it's a good or bad thing I ended up here now. They weren't supposed to be as nice as this. I stared at her. The way the sun glimmered on her scales just seemed to enhance her beauty. Felt weird to admit but i was clearly attracted to her.

"You're really pretty." She added.

"Thank you, I'm Y/N by the way."

"Demi." Not the name I expected to hear from her but hey. Sirens, they're just like us. I looked around us and realised I had no idea where we were. There was nothing around us but crystal blue water. Not even a distant island. Had I really come out that far to sea? What was I supposed to do now? I must have looked worried because Demi immediately intervened.

"You okay? I'm guessing you don't encounter a lot of Sirens but I'm not gonna hurt you."

Wasn't the whole point of her species to attract sailors to their doom?

"I'm not sure I believe that."

"If i wanted you dead I would have done it by now. I like you. You're different."

I was guessing that's because I'm a girl but I didn't want to question her logic. She liked me. Something I wasn't sure how to take but it did make my heart skip a beat.

"I was actually worried about how I was gonna get home. I have no clue where we are."

"Oh." Her attitude seemed to deflate. "I'm not sure. I don't know how to navigate the human world."

"So I'm stranded... great."

"Great?" Apparently she didn't get my sarcasm either.

"Nevermind." I chuckled a little. "So do you like... live here?"

Her head shook. "Not at all. This is just where I like to come and sing."

I rose to my feet. My chest heaving. My throat still burned. Wet clothes clung to my skin, weighing me down. She just came here to kill people basically. I walked over to the edge unsure of where to go from here. Staring down at the water. I could swim? That was ridiculous but it seemed to be the only way I would be getting home.

"You're awful mysterious for a human- Can I show you something?"

"Uh..." before I even answered she pulled herself along by her hands before slipping into the water. She re-emerged with a grin. Hands running through her now soaked hair.

"Do you trust me?"

"I don't even know you. Why would I trust a creature who isn't even supposed to be real and kills for fun?"

"Because I'm beautiful. You look at me in a way, you don't think you should. And honestly, if you don't, I'll just start singing again. You may be a... a.... what did you say? A girl? But you still seem unable to resist my voice." The smile on her fave was almost cocky. And with good reason. She was right. Every time I looked at her, I felt strange. I was mesmerised as much as I wanted to deny it. Or tried to hide it. I shouldn't have fallen victim to her song in the first place anyway. I'm a girl. The myth suggests Sirens only attracted men. I backed away from the edge, not wanting to go with her. I wasn't going to trust her. She probably wanted to drown me or something.

"Again. No."

Demi rolled her eyes. "Have it your way."

She took a deep breath. That voice. That song.

Don't even know where we're going You make me live in the moment, oh Keep driving us, baby

God I couldn't resist it. My legs moved involuntarily. Each step pulling me towards the edge. Next thing I knew I was in the water. The siren swam towards me. Arms suddenly around my waist.

"Just trust me, Y/N. I won't let you drown."

#demi lovato #demi lovato imagine #demi lovato imagines #demi imagines #demi imagine #short #one shot #A distant voice #AUs

[femmeprincesa]

tangelo, cranberry, star fruit for the asks

tangelo: if you could be any mythical creature, which would you be?- Okay so I have debated my answer to this question my whole life and I settled on an answer not too long ago. I would probably wanna be a siren BECAUSE LIKE okay hear me out: amazing singing voices and killer harp playing skills, luring men to their deaths (it’s a joke okey dokey so please no attacking), and doing the before mentioned all while looking CUTE as HECK??? SIGN ME THE HECK UP

cranberry: favorite time of the day; morning, afternoon, dusk, or night?- I’d have to say it’s a tie between the morning and the dusk. I just love the sun in general, but I love it most when it’s rising or setting 💕 It brings a sort of calmness alongside it

star fruit: favorite sea creature?- afjgjkuSGJNDR I LOVEEEE SEA DRAGONSSSSS ❤️❤️❤️ !!! I’ve always been so fascinated with them every since I was in elementary school ~ ! I even have a stuffed animal of one heh! I finally got to see one with my one two eyes for the first time at the Dallas aquarium and they told me his name was Johnny and I WOULD HECKING DIE FOR JOHNNY MY DUDES HE’S SO BEAUTIFUL

Thanks for asking, anon ☺️💖 You’re so sweet for participating and we are now friends whether I know who you are or not I’m sorry I don’t make the rules

If anybody wants to ask me more, just check under my new #ask aj tag if you wanna 🌸💕(Only if ya wanna though)

#ask aj #I now realize I typed one two eyes but like #I’m not gonna fix it #bc to break this bad habit I must publicly shame myself in front of all of you #answered