anyway. completely non sequential but: the Joker being queercoded isnt exactly a win guys...when he is clearly queercoded he's a borderline homophobic stereotype (acts creepy around guys/makes unwanted advances towards straight men) whose queerness/attraction to men is played off for creepy points and absolutely nothing else... idk like. the Joker's queercoding makes me feel more othered than represented or seen, but thats just me ig

Uhhhh, yikes this is probably very unpopular among older Jon fans, especially JonJay shippers and this is probably just an excuse to rant but you cannot convince me otherwise that Jay Nakamura isn't a corporate oc. Don't get me wrong, his story and character in itself doesn't bother me but the reasons of his existence and the method of his conception have made him really bothersome and he ends up disgusting me. He is forced into a role of being Jon's equal when that can easily be dilled by existing characters. His "romance" with Jon was so rushed because they had to make a kiss happen in Pride Month, he checks off every box to be the perfect boyfriend to Jon it is actually very concerning (is a reporter who is also a fan of Jon's mom?? Happens to be someone Jon's best friend admires??) Of course some people believed he was a secret villian, he was too convenient. He annoys me because of it, he is so pushed to be Jon's romantic interest that it just ends up making him bland and overrides any actual character potential he had. The editors and writers don't care for him to take time in having him be a character just have him pushed as much as possible to cater to being Jon's romantic interest. I think DC should've have focused in having audience grow to like him before pining him to another character and have him ride on his popularity instead. But that's just me.

we will get cancelled together anon, also believe me, older fans genuinely do not give a shit about jay or jon for that matter, they care about the alan moore era joker and how bad superman films are and for that i respect them inmensely, i wanna be exactly that insufferable when im older

anyway, i think all decisions regarding the bendis era onwards are dc decisions made based on wanting to reach a new specific audience, but fun fact we the gays were here forever cause batman and robin are the least straight coded people on the planet but sure, lets ruin jon

i am okay with old jon now, but the start was... really fabricated wasnt it? which is not necessarily always a bad thing, tims existence was a dc decision which was "I DONT CARE THAT U HATE JASON WE WANT KIDS IN OUR AUDIENCE" and i respect it and i love tim

that being said, in the words of someone better at english than i am, jay feels... so preachy... hes perfect, hes beautiful, and everyone loves him and hes perfect for jon cause tom taylor said so but like, asides fromhaving a truth newspaper (were the truth is!!!!) telling everyone that they are not doing enough cause they arent supporting 45683 causes every hour of the day and saving the eastern box turtles and newborns in southern portugal and family owned ballerina shoe shops and making jon do whatever he wants what does he do

honestly i think i dont like him for the simple reason that he genuinely makes me feel the way politicians at debates make me feel

not gonna add too much about him being pushed into the narrative just before pride month cause i will actually Get Mad and i am trying to make this funny to read but just know i agree that the timing is suspicious and that he feels so hurried and perfectly constructed to work that i couldnt get into it

The Joker x Reader - “John Wick” Part 3

Y/N left The Organization 3 years ago for the one reason strong enough to make her settle down: love. But after tragedy crushed her to pieces, she decided to leave The Joker and seek refuge with an old friend and mentor - John Wick. Needless to say The King of Gotham can’t accept his wife running away without a word, especially since he didn’t have a chance to tell her things she might want to hear.

Part 1     Part 2

The Joker listens at the bedroom’s door, impatient to have a conversation with you. It seems you are engaged into a fervent phone call with Winston and figured he shouldn’t interrupt.

“Please, anything you can discover would be a great help! U-hum… U-hum�� Thank you,” and you hang up, which queues your husband to walk into the room.

You completely ignore him, scrolling through the numerous text messages you sent to your connections; several are already answering back and hopefully you can get some news soon. The more people are involved into the project, the more chances to find Kase and untangle the mystery of what happened to him after he was removed from the car.

“You left me there,” The Joker sneaks in and closes the door behind him. “Luckily we had Wick with us so he gave me a ride.”

No reaction. He takes a deep breath, trying to get your awareness.

“I didn’t sleep with Evelyn; sex wasn’t the reason why I kept visiting her. I know how that asshole made it sound and he was totally out of line!”

You quickly glance at him, busy replying to Ares since you feel you’re going to explode soon.

“The only skill I was interested in is the fact that she is an excellent painter and a popular art smuggler, OK?” J raises his voice, sort of annoyed you neglect to participate into his monologue. “I did not cheat, alright?” he approaches his wife. “First of all: I’m VERY picky! Second of all: why would I want a woman everyone else had?! I don’t like used toys. Third: nobody’s been polishing my gun as you tastefully addressed the issue! I have one Queen and I married her!!”

A little bit of doubt in your eyes and he utilizes the opportunity.

“You said you saw me going to her house? I did! The Bowery King asked if it was for the last 6 months? Yeah, I did! You know why?!”

At least now The Joker got your attention: you play it cool but he guesses you’re torn apart by his confession.

Many unfortunate events crammed in lately and hating the man you love made life infinitely more unbearable.

“Why…?” you barely muster the strength to inquire and he sees it as a possibility to mend a few broken pieces; although you can hide your emotions well, J can still read between the lines.

Maybe that’s why he answers with another question:

“Do you realize there are just three Monet paintings in circulation on the black market in the entire world? You admire his work and it took a lot of effort and a substantial fortune to acquire The Water Lily Pond painting. Evelyn Black helped with the transaction, then I had her make some modifications to the original masterpiece.”

You keep staring at The King of Gotham, uncertain about the stuff being tossed your way: is he lying or telling the truth?... In your line of work translating feelings is a huge part of the job; ultimately you had the best mentor to teach you the ropes when you started with the organization: none other than the legendary Baba Yaga. Despite his reputation and to your own amazement, John was one of the few hitmen with integrity and perfectly mastered the aptitude of not being a jerk. Such a rare gem… And blissfully unaware of it himself.

On the opposite end, The Joker is a jerk and flawlessly acquainted with his own “captivating” personality that made you fall in love with him anyway.

Also, doesn’t appear to be deceitful for the moment.

And you despise yourself even more for wanting to believe him.

“What… modifications?...” you throw him a bone and J is definitely not going to pass on the alternative of explaining his actions.

“I wanted to surprise you so I took advantage of Miss Black’s capabilities in the art field; I had her add small images to the authentic canvas: an evolution of you being pregnant, the nine frames culminating with a tenth: the new mother holding our son. Similar to a timeline,” he emphasize and you look intrigued, which might be a positive sign. “Needless to say it was tedious, difficult work, especially because she had to apply special pigments you can’t find at every corner of the street. Apparently you can’t mix old paint with contemporary shades, thus I had to order aged, special colors from Italy, Spain and France. That’s why I went to her place so often: I had to supervise the long process and make sure it turns out astonishing. Then…” and The Joker pauses,”…Kase was gone and I didn’t know what to do with my gift: bring it home or not? Would you have loved it? Would it make you sadder? I continued to drive to Evelyn’s and glare at the stupid painting for hours, undecided on what to do…”

J watches you bite on your cheek, then straightens his shoulders as you utter the words:

“… … … You ruined a genuine Monet?”

Your spouse might be a smooth talker when needed, yet he’s not wasting his versatility on this statement:

“I didn’t ruin it; I made it better!”

Silence from both parties. A good or bad omen? Hard to decipher the riddle with two individuals tangled into a relationship that somehow worked despite countless peculiarities meant to keep them apart.

“I have to talk to Jonathan,” you finally mutter and The Joker steps in front of you.

“Talk to me!”

“Unless you know the exact location of the suitcase full of gold coins he’s been safekeeping for me, I really have to speak to him. Or do you want to hammer the whole basement searching for it?”

Y/N walks out of the bedroom and J lingers inside, evesdropping on the conversation happening downstairs. He can’t understand the chat, but you are probably notifying John about the details your husband left out.

Might as well join the party, therefore The Clown pops up in the living room with a plea impossible to refuse:

“Hey Wick, can I stay here? I don’t care if you say no, I’m not going to leave.”

Your friend crosses his arms on his chest, focusing on the random topic:

“How could I deny such a polite request? Of course you can stay Mister Joker; my house is your house.”

You’re watching the free show unamused; usually it would make you smile…now you lack the depth for such connotations.

“Don’t get smart with me, Wick!” J growls and Jonathan pushes for a tiny, unnecessary quarrel.

“I’m not; although generally speaking, I fancy considering myself a smart guy.”

The Joker opens his mouth and you’re not in the mood for whatever the heck they’re initiating:

“I’m going to pump, then after you dig out the suitcase I’ll take half to the Bowery King,” you announce your plans to them.

“You can do that and rest; I’ll deliver the coins,” John immediately offers. “I can stop by Aurelio’s car shop and ask for his collaboration: he has a lot of associates, doesn’t hurt to get him involved. You have plenty of gold.”

“I have two more suitcases in the Continental’s safe and two more at The Penthouse. It doesn’t matter if it’s all gone as long as I can find my son.”

“I know gold coins are preferred; don’t forget we have a lot of money too,” J reckons with spite.

Is he reminding you or Jonathan?...

*************

Your husband spent the last hour in the garden, talking and texting with a lot of people; needless to mention he’s capitalizing on his network also. Winston disclosed Stonneberg’s contract is still opened, meaning the son of a bitch is out there; you have to scoop him before anybody else does.

“Y/N…” The Joker tiptoes in your quarters. “I thought you were taking a nap,” he huffs when he sees you at the edge of the bed.

You glare at the vial on the nightstand, sharing your idea for a future you wish will come true:

“I didn’t have my medicine in two days; I won’t take it anymore because if we get Kase back… I will nurse him. It all goes in the milk and I want to be able to feed my baby… Do you think his little heart is still beating?...” you sniffle and J is currently debating on a clever response since his mind is blank; one could deduce messing up is encoded in his DNA, but on such a huge scale… well, it gives new interpretations to the term even for him.

The grieving woman seeking reassurance for their loss is trying to make sense of the pointless occurrences that lead to Kase being an innocent victim and The Joker can’t render clarification: he has no clue why he asked her to marry him and why she said yes, it’s not that he’s husband material or a family man. Perhaps Y/N thought he could be… just enough to get by, that’s why she accepted his proposal.

Most women would have cringed at the concept. Most women. Not Y/N.

Most women would have flinched at the notion of having his baby. Most women. Not his wife.

Above all, she trusted J with their son and he treated the three weeks old like a trinket: didn’t drive him home because he had an important meeting, didn’t bother to assign escorting cars nor extra security. The King of Gotham took his child’s safety lightly and it definitely had severe consequences. Too late now to fix past mistakes... but he can attempt.

“You’ll be able to nurse him, OK?” he sits by you and hands over his cell. “Can you enter your phone number in here? Or am I not allowed to have the present digits?”

You’re hesitant and he slides the screen while you hold the gadget.

“Lemme help you,” The Joker sarcastically mumbles. “It should be the first on my list, right where the old number you canceled was.”

You exhale and fulfill his demand out of pure frustration when he squeezes in a second innocent petition.

“Chose my avatar.”

You grunt at his rubbish, scrolling through his folders for a picture anyway; J hopes the largest file will get your attention and that’s the point. How could Y/N miss it?!

Entitled “Baby”, the humongous cluster of pics contains 5,723 items. You open it quite absorbed by its size; what’s more puzzling is the collection depicting Kase’s ultrasounds, hundreds of frames with you being pregnant taken without you knowing: there’s a few when your ankles were so swollen you had to sleep with your feet up on 4 pillows, others with you munching on strange food you craved, more with you in the shower focused on your bump, a decent amount of couple selfies when you were sleeping and J had to immortalize the moment without waking you up and approximately 1,500 images of the newborn.

“You didn’t gross me out when you were pregnant,” The Joker reminds a teary Y/N. “Not sure why you would believe such aberration...” he pulls you on his knees and yanks the phone away, tossing it on the nightstand. “I would also like to underline I didn’t have an affair with Miss Black, alright?”

J lifts your chin up, forcing to look at him.

“Let’s put it this way: why would I fuck around with another woman when I have a wife at home that wants to kill me on a regular basis, hm? Where would the fun be? I mean, she didn’t pull the trigger yet but it’s exciting to hope she might. You know me: I’m a sucker for thrills!”

“Do I?”

“Huh?” J steals a kiss and you frown at his sleekness.

“Know you?”

“Yeah,” the green haired Clown acts composed while in fact his feathers are ruffled. Before you catch onto it he has to ultimately admit: “I’m sorry I didn’t drive the car… I should have…”

The Joker holds in his breath when your arms go around his neck very tight.

“I’m suffocating…” he grumbles. “I can’t tell if you’re trying to hug me or choke me to death,” J keeps on caressing your hair, prepared to block your attack in case you’re actually in killing mode.

This is the excitement he was speaking about: with you, one could never know until it’s a done deal.

“I bumped into Magnus at the Continental,” you give him a bit of space to inhale much needed air and The Joker is surprised at your revelation. “I had no idea about his scheme, otherwise I would have skinned him alive right on the hotel grounds! I wouldn’t have cared about the consequences!”

“I’m glad you didn’t,” J cuts you off and he can tell you’re getting mad; maybe you think he doesn’t give a damn but the reason is simple. “You would’ve been declared excommunicado for murder on neutral ground and I don’t want my wife to be the target of such punishment from the company she so proudly retired from. I need my partner!”

The King of Gotham touches your forehead with his as you whisper:

“I hate you!”

“Mmm, regarding this true love affirmation, I’m gonna need you to take a break from detesting me until we have Kase, then you can despise me full throttle again. Deal?” he extends the palm of his hand and you reluctantly shake it, not realizing you’re reacting to his nonsense. “Is that a smile?” J returns the favor with one of his creepy silver grins.

“No.”

“Liar,” he pecks your lips and can’t explain the weird feeling in his heart when you kiss him back.

*************

Jonathan enters the house and becomes suspicious after a few minutes: too much silence.

Omg! Did you and The Joker engaged into a brawling that ended up badly? Did you end each other?!

John frantically runs to the garage, nervous to see your car and J’s are still parked inside. Shit!

“Y/N?” he shouts, concerned about your fate; The Joker’s… irrelevant. Nobody in the garden, patio is empty also. Downstairs is deserted thus he rushes upstairs to your room. The door is not completely shut and he slowly pushes it, knocking.

“Y/N? Can I come in?”

The first thing he notices are clothes scattered on the floor, then he halts his movement at the sight of Y/N and her husband dozing off on the bed sideways: the naked bodies are covered with a blanket, but he can tell you’re snuggled in J’s arms.

Jonathan steps backwards, guilty of invading his guests’ privacy; he certainly didn’t expect to intrude in such a manner and softly closes the door, grateful it’s not what he feared.  

You and The Joker are so worn out the sound of your phones vibrating on the nightstand doesn’t wake you from the deep sleep. Your numerous contacts keep replying back to the text messages, the most important one showing up on his cell: one of the people J reached to is Evelyn Black and the two sentence conversation lights up the screen.

“Let me know if you see Stonnenberg.”

“He’s here.”

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**SELF-SHIP/1st person, please ignore if that’s not your cup of tea | Author/reader x Joker/Arty

TW: insecurity, feelings of loneliness, worthlessness etc. etc. etc. (a.k.a. I’m having intrusive thought so I thought talking to myself might help)

Joker

(Me)

-3:26 am- Sorry kttn, looks like this hit is going to take longer than expectd, can we reschedule again? xx

This was the third time J has cancelled plans and a nauseous feeling started to take over. Of course Joker had figured out that I wasn’t good enough to matter to him. Just like everyone else, he’d realized that he could ditch me and I would always come running back. Why not cancel on me? He probably didn’t even like having me around that much, he just felt bad. Well, he shouldn’t bother then. I’d rather be alone than be someone’s pity fuck, pity friend, etc... I realized my eyes were burning and cursed at myself for feeling this way again, letting myself be treated this way again. 

-3:27 am- (Sure, J, that’s fine. I guess I’ll see you later.)

I half hope he’ll sense how badly I’m hurting, even though I know it’s not fair of me to want him to read between the lines. Though somehow he always seems to know what I’m feeling better than anyone else. 

No answer. Maybe he’s just bored of me by now. He’s decided I’m not even important enough to respond to, that my feelings don’t really matter that much anyway.

-4:55 am- shit, didn’t see you responded, u ok? did something happen??

hm. 

-4:59 am- (no J nothing happened)

lie.

-5:01 am- (it’s nothing..)

lying again, and now it’s because you’re too bad at emotions that you’re both incapable of being vulnerable and bad at being loved. Great. Push away the only person who has ever seemed to care about you as more than just a tag-along piece to their life, an expendable thing that can be cut at any moment. 

Maybe I’m just meant to be alone. Maybe I should just take this as a sign that I’m too hard to love and no one cares about me. Shit, all he did was blow off plans one too many times yet here I am clutching his pillow bawling my eyes out. I know all of this isn’t just about this one moment, but every time something like this happens I flash back to those moments of abuse as a child and I’m back to being that unwanted friend, that leftover piece, the one no one cared about, no one saw. Shit, I have got to get this under control before (if) Joker comes home.

at 5:05 am there was a key in the door and Joker stormed into the bedroom, looking ready to fight and instead found me curled around his pillow crying. His face immediately softened and he rushed to wrap around me. I let him comfort me for a few more seconds before putting a hand on his chest and getting a couple of inches between us. I could see fear and pain ripple through his face before his showman smirk replaced it in a cool mask. 

(J, y-y-ou dd-don’t have to stay ww-w-w-ith me. If I’m n-not important to you or if l-lu-l-loving me is a chore then please just go, it’s oh-o-k-kay. I w-wuh-w-won’t hold it against-t you) I managed to get out through my stutter, which only shows up now when I’m really upset.

Joker burst out laughing and for a second my skin heated up with new rage at his blatant mocking of my pain, before I recognized the edges of Arthur creeping back, and the pained expression on his face as his hands fluttered, trying to capture the traitorous laughs. Though I didn’t want to let myself become any more attached, I couldn’t help but rub soothing circles on his back and pull him close until the laughter bubbled down. 

Do you want me to leave then? 

his hoarse whisper was thick with unshed tears. I bit back a sob of my own before responding.

(Arty, you mm-make me happier than w-words can say. When I’m with you it feels like home and when you’re not here I miss you every sec-se-second, but I’ve let t-too many people decide I’m not important enough, so they start cancelling more and more, and giving me only scraps of love, dragging me along like a dog who will j-ju-just accept anything because I was afraid to be alone. I’m not afraid of that anymore, so if you’re just going to become like those other people and think you can treat me luh-like I’m worthless, I want you to leave. I can’t take that again, especially not from you.)

He stared, dumbfounded. very slowly he untangled himself and left the room. My heart sank but I knew it was for the best. I had pulled the pieces of myself together before and I would do it again. I just wish it didn’t hurt so much... the clawing pain in my ribs was cut off by Arty’s calloused hands covering my eyes, whispering in my ear surprise, darling, I’m sorry I scared you but I needed time to get this...

There was a soft weight on my leg and when Arty, Joker? uncovered my eyes I could see a beautiful velvet box on my knee. After I very enthusiastically agreed to illegally marry him, Arthur explained to me how he had found a black market jewelry maker who would make the ring as soon as Joker managed to steal the materials. The ring was absolutely perfect, a lustrous opal in the center, surrounded on one half by black onyx and the other half by pale peridot, me in the center, surrounded by my clown and my darling.

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FIRST NAME Good fucking question… It’s (sort-of) currently Dylann! I was Kieran before that, though; it’s still used as one of my first names and I’m not used to Dylann quite yet bc I’ve just started using it. 

Indigo is one of my middle names though, and I’ve used it as an online handle elsewhere forever so I use it here now!  [ Fun etymology facts: Dylan(n) is a mythology name generally meaning “born of the wave” (aspiring diver & a water witch at heart). Kieran means “little dark one” bc of my love for horror, && I chose Indigo bc as a kid to be it was neither boy (blue) or purple (girl) and was both and neither as well as my absolute favorite color as this vibrant ass mystical color. ]

STRANGE FACT ABOUT YOURSELF hmmmmm…. I’m a horror lover at heart, so as a child (I wanna say 12), I was walking through an antique store (I have a few cool finds, I considered putting my other one as the fact tbh) and I turned the corner and I saw these two dolls staring back at me at the foot of the stairs of this antique building. my blood froze, and i felt my stomach drop. i got actual, physical goosebumps stumbling across these two creepy dolls staring back at me in the corner, and i couldn’t leave the store without them. perhaps the little painted porcelain boy would be somewhat spooky by himself if it wasn’t for the terrifying lidded gaze of the porcelain girl with the hairline fractures and slightly open lips. i cant look at her. i dont really find dolls scary, I like to find the spookier ones ones, and she makes me paranoid as hell. i keep her face covered and her up in my closet except for when i bring her out to show her off proudly as the spookiest thing I have but……. i dont really collect dolls anymore.  even thinking about her brings a fearful tear to my eye.  i don’t like to think about her for very long, but that’s why I’m so fucking proud to own her. ( YES — I’m THAT white person in the horror film )

TOP THREE PHYSICAL THINGS YOU FIND ATTRACTIVE ON A PERSON hhhhh a beardy jawline, high cheekbones, crooked canine teeth >:3c

A FOOD YOU COULD EAT FOREVER AND NOT GET BORED OF b.l.t.’s with avocado. ahhhh. my mouth is watering just thinking about it, oh my god. just a bit of salt and pepper???

A FOOD YOU HATE barbecue anything, i hate the taste of bbq sauce, you keep your nasty black goo to yourselves at the grill. twice in my life i have presented with barbecue pizza and both times i cried literal tears. why would you do such a horrible thing to a person? what kind of a monster are you? how do you sleep at night?!

GUILTY PLEASURE the sims. constantly. always. i’ve sunk thousands of hours into my households. oh also uhhhhhh i run two 80s horror blogs, one being a shitpost blog with occasional art of mine and one gremlin fanfic ship blog for horrible, terrible self indulgent fanfics i’ll get the courage to finish writing & post so i can be cancelled on tumblr for at some point. NO, i won’t link them. as i pretend they’re even all that hard to find, within a day i was found on both by someone i admire here a lot :’) ilu bby thnk u eternally for supporting ur local horrifying dumbass wtf

WHAT DO YOU SLEEP IN the same clothes i’ve been wearing all day usually, my sweats & long sleeve raglans or my hoodies. i like being cozy day & and out. and ugh. efoort. just throw me in a blanket in a cool room and im out.

SERIOUS RELATIONSHIPS OR FLINGS serious relationships with some openness or poly. i wish i could fling! just not exactly easy for demisexual autistics lmao.

IF YOU COULD GO BACK IN THE PAST AND CHANGE ONE THING ABOUT YOUR LIFE, WOULD YOU AND WHAT WOULD IT BE I think I would be adopted by my grandma as a kid. It would save me some trauma but mostly I think it would get my autism diagnosed way earlier and save me angsting all these years of wondering why & thinking it’s my fault I’m struggling so much and so loud and affectionate and different in a world that i didnt fit in the same way. 

ARE YOU AN AFFECTIONATE PERSON when i get drunk i text people how much they mean to me in my life. does that answer your question? ahhh. i’m sometimes a cuddle monster with friends, i message people with long texts about how much they mean to me, but I sometimes really don’t like to be touched at all. 

A MOVIE YOU COULD WATCH OVER AND OVER AGAIN FLYPAPER.  F L Y P A P E R.  FLYPAPER.  FLY, and, I can’t stress this enough, fucking PAPER. ( Though also Whole Nine Yards and both Re-Animator & Bride ). I have watched Flypaper already like, 5 times this week and I’m still not done, and the other movies have been on repeat for days in this household within the last year. In the past it has also been Donnie Darko & the new Nightmare on Elm Street.  roast me.

FAVORITE BOOK White Fang by Jack London. Have I actually ever finished it? No. Do I still own a copy I’ve had since childhood thru multiple dogs eating it, taking it to and from school, and highlighting and circling all the best parts of chapter one ever since I was a kid and it was too hard of a book for me to read? You bet your ass. If I ever need inspiration I just reread chapter 1. Although one of my other favorites was Broken Monsters by Lauren Beukes. But White Fang is like, a weirdly personal text. We stan London’s writing in this household.

YOU HAVE THE OPPORTUNITY TO KEEP ANY ANIMAL AS A PET, WHAT DO YOU CHOOSE FENNEC FOX!! I used to daydream about having my own named Shiloh when I was a lil kid. they’re adorable little things and i am obsessed. i mean, gimme any fox and im happy, marble foxes, red foxes… but I was obsessed with fennec foxes. Also tbh ferrets. I want a ferret.

TOP FIVE FICTIONAL SHIPS [IF YOU ARE AN RP BLOG, YOU CAN USE YOUR OWN SHIPS AS WELL] Rosa & @ninetyscnds‘s Luke, Rosa & @iimpulsivity is already screaming my name, Rosa & Constantine, Jesse & Andrea from Breaking Bad, and the joker and harley of 80s sci-fi Dan & Herbert from Re-Ani.  I am but a simple opossum. 

PIE OR CAKE Pie! I’ll take both pumpkin & melty apple over cake. also, cheesecake is more pie than cake soooo, pie wins.

FAVORITE SCENT my dogs / my blanket. :’)  It’s the most grounding smell in the world. 

CELEBRITY CRUSH oliver jackson-cohen, i’m fucking GAY and im angry about it. there i was, minding my own business, and i saw that asshole in a certain SHIRTLESS GIF and it AWOKE SOMETHING IN ME. dont talk to me about it, holy shit im obsessed with beardy men now god fuckkdafjaask i hate him why did he make me this gay i was perfectly fine being into girls but NOOOOOO him and his dumb hairy chest and sweet rugged face and I——  I also am obsessed with the archaeologist & television personality Josh Gates and may or may not be considering making a fan blog for him bc idk if my anthropology docuseries host is Dad or Daddy but i love him lots

IF YOU COULD TRAVEL ANYWHERE, WHERE WOULD YOU GO I would go on a dive with anthropologists and archaeologists doing fieldwork research in the ancient cenotes of the Yucatán Peninsula. My actual dream job, catch me crying & fantasizing about being underwater documenting Mayan skulls given as offerings. Fuckkkk, I love anthropology so much!!  take me anywhere in the world to immerse myself into culture & archaeology.

INTROVERT OR EXTROVERT Introvert. I have a real life friend I see roughly once a month, and that’s it. Plenty of online relationships, I’m chatty, message me all day every day. but i dont do people well.

DO YOU SCARE EASILY I used to! Really bad. I don’t as much anymore. I do get paranoia a lot still. Having therapists telling you that the FBI could be outside your house watching you through your windows will kind of nervous. ( no google results for: yes hello fbi i am a writer please dont put me on watchlists i just have research i need to do for this idea im working on, would you like to try again? ) I have nightmares nightly but not they never make me afraid, they just make me feel like crap. jumpscares and loud noises and seeing people reaching into their pockets dont set off as many brain alarms anymore tho!! progress haha.

IPHONE OR ANDROID I like my android better bc of capabilities but meh

DO YOU PLAY ANY VIDEO GAMES My mom, her husband & I play COD for family game night, and Silent Hill is my life’s blood. I’ve sunken hours into Sims & Skyrim, and Norman Jayden from Heavy Rain is my #1 fictional character in existence, why do i love the druggie babies

DREAM JOB Oh… You’re asking me to pick? I’d love to be an anthropologist doing work out in the field. Underwater archaeology is peak, but I’m also heavily considering being a body recovery diver or police diver. I’d love to see myself in uniform someday, if possible. Just the thought makes me teary eyed & proud.

WHAT WOULD YOU DO WITH A MILLION DOLLARS fund my person creative & educational endeavors. get myself a spooky ass abandoned house to make my own home to create in, and travel to the world’s best dive sites. just live a mild life of education, creation & exploration. that’s the dream TM.

FICTIONAL CHARACTER YOU HATE dr. hill is a gross and whiny lil bitch this post brought to u by the miskatonic crew, how is everyone here an even worse bad guy than herbert west precious dan excluded talk shit get hit tho john winchester from spn and both walter white & todd from breaking bad are all in my crew of hated characters. i jusT…   the reani novel is difficult to read because i have to deal with this old sack of shit.

FANDOM THAT YOU WERE ONCE A PART OF BUT AREN’T ANY LONGER Supernatural :-)

… AND THIS CONCLUDES A DEEP DIVE WITH INDIGO!! //

A Fuyuhiko fluffabet please?

Fluffy Gangster!

A = Attractive. What do they find attractiveabout the other?

He liked how strong and confident you are,not to mention beautiful.

B = Baby. Do they want a family? Why/Why not?

Uhhh… well he is expected to eventually havekids… but uhh.. Children are terrifying. They scream, cry, poop, and Fuyuhikois just in a constant state of panic.

C = Cuddle. How do they cuddle?.

He will just hold you face-to-face, as hehates spooning. He will also enjoy you sitting on his lap.

D = Dates. What are dates with them like?

He really couldn't care less where you gotogether, as long as you both have fun.

E = Everything. You are my ____ (e.g. mylife, my world…)

You are the one thing in this world, I wouldgive my life to protect

F = Feelings. When did they know they werefalling in love?

When he saw that you were both strong,independent, smart, kind, and beautiful.

G = Gentle. Are they gentle? If so, how?

He is gentle with you when intimate, anyother time he teats you more like Peko.

H = Holding Hands. How do they like to holdhands?

He is very embarrassed to hold your hand inpublic, but also likes it, as it shows that you are a couple and scares offmost of the fuqbois who would try to approach you.

I = Impression. First impression/s?

He thought you were interesting, mostlybecause you seemed like the only normal person in the 77th class.

J = Joker. Are they into pulling pranks?

He doesn't do any pranks, he finds them moreannoying than fun.

K = Kiss. How do they kiss?

He is better at the small pecks, but tries todo the deep French kisses, despite being quite inexperienced and clumsy.

L = Love. Who says ‘I love you’ first?

You say it first, and him, trying to act allmanly in front of the others just said 'ya ya, you too'. When he realized howhurt you were, he ran after you and told you how much you truly meant tohim.  He even made a big cheesy speechabout how much you meant to him, sacrificing his pride to show you how much hetruly felt.

M = Memory. What’s their favorite memorytogether?

His favorite memory was actually when you hadscheduled a spa day with Peko, but she had to cancel last minute, so youdragged him along. It was actually very nice getting a massage, he never knewhow truly stressed he was. He also enjoyed the foot massage they gave him whenthey did his pedicure, and his skin was so soft after that seaweed wrap! Youalso got a chance to really just chat and enjoy yourselves. But if you tellanyone about that you're dead.

N = Nickel. Do they spoil? Do they buy theperson they love everything?

He will spend on you rationally andoccasionally. Yes, he will pay for your dates, but if you want a $5000necklace… your gonna have to wait and be REALLY good for Santa to bring youthat necklace.

O = Occupation. Dream Job?

A CEO to a bug company… it's really nodifferent from the yakuza right? He is at the top, sitting on a pile of money,and he screws over everyone else beneath him to stay at the top… now that hethinks about it… the yakuza is better… at least there is comradery there.

P = Petnames. What petnames do they use?

When around his yakuza, he will try and callyou names that most tough guys would call their 'broads'. So, something likebabe, sweet cheeks, or pet. Any other time, he truly finds those namesobjective and disrespectful and calls you by your name.

Q = Quaint. What is their favorite non-modernthing?

Knives. He considers them non-modern becausein terms of weapons, they aren't as modern. He likes them because, in a fight,you have a much larger chance of living, or at least holding your own in aknife fight than a gun fight.

R = Rainy Day

He hates rain, so he stays inside poutingmost of the day. He refuses to not be a grump, so the day is spent with you andPeko cleaning up, baking, or studying together.

S = Sad. How do they cheer themselves/othersup?

He is supposed to act manly, as the boss, butyou, as his partner, is the one person he truly hopes he can show a weaker sideto without you thinking less of him. That alone, you just listening to him,comforting him, and offering him advice is enough to make him feel better. Hisfirst reaction to when you are sad is to kill whoever made you sad. The nextoption is to listen to you rant, if you don't want to talk about it, he won'tforce you, and will just hold you, or give you space if you need it. Just tellhim what you need, he will do it.

T = Talking. What do they like to talk about?

He is more interested than listening to yourather than

U = Unencumbered. What helps them relax?

He knows this sounds childish, but he has ahumidifier that he puts essential oils, particularly lavender in, to help soothhim. Not only does the lavender have calming properties, but it smells nice tohim.

V = Vaunt. What do they like to show off?What are they proud of?

He likes to show off that he is in charge ofthe yakuza. He may look like a kid, but he is the boss.

W = Wedding. When, how, where do theypropose?

He wouldn't be traditional, but veryembarrassed and casual with his proposal. "Hey uh… let's getmarried…"

X = Xylophone. What’s their song?

Riders on the storm by snoop Dog

Y = You. You are the ___ to my ___ (e.g. thecookies to my milk, the macaroni to my cheese)

You are the uhh.. Umm… fuck what am Isupposed to say? *leans over and whispers to Peko* hey, figure something outfor this.

Z = Zebra. If they wanted a pet, what wouldthey get?

He would want something really bad-ass, likea cat that just had a 'don't mess with me" expression. But the pet wouldonly be nice to him. Fuck everybody else

~ModAnju

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Pearls

Summary: OKAY SO THIS IS GONNA BE MY FIRST STORY ON THIS TUMBLR SO MY MIND IS FREAKING OUT! I HOPE U GUYS LIKE IT AND ALSO ITS ORIGINAL!! Word count: 6556 Pearls. When you first see pearls, what do you think of? Do you marvel at the silky color or think of a full moon in orbit? Innocent and pure are two words that come to the mind of a jeweler. For those who know the truth, innocent and pure never enter their minds when they stare at this powerful jewel. The words that should be going into your mind, are horrific and unsettling. It all makes sense in the end. It was June 3rd, 2001, and I, 19 year-old Samantha Baker, was vacationing in Saudi Arabia with some college friends. Sadly, we weren’t visiting to see the many sites the country had to offer, but instead just staying for a few days till we finally could go to the Red Sea. The Red Sea is located between Saudi Arabia and Sudan and is composed of saltwater. Since the Red Sea was mostly famous for it’s diving experience, I decided to put my marine knowledge to the task. I hired a guide online and was set to meet them in two days. Our airplane landed in Jeddah, a small city near the docks. Being college students, we didn’t have much money, so we booked two rooms at a small, gloomy inn with peeling wallpaper, broken windows, and overflowing trash cans. We soon found out our rooms were located beside the trash cans and tried to bribe the owner into getting us new rooms. “Sorry. Only two rooms available. No refund.”, says the small, portly man across the counter with a smile that has almost no teeth. Mary all of a sudden yells at the man, cursing him and his overpriced rooms. He threatens to call the cops so we drag Mary back to our room. This riles her up even more. The room we paid $200 for contains two shabby and sheet-stained twin beds, a hot plate in the corner, two plastic chairs in another corner and the bathroom shower only sprays out cold water. The worst part is the floor and smell. The floor is covered in stepped on roaches, spilled drinks and in a corner something that looks similar to dog droppings. The smell is something between a dead racoon, yes I know how that smells, a lot of diapers, and a wet dog. As some would say, utterly disgusting. But we are not some people, so instead we deal with it by getting some nose plugs. “Someone pick up the bloody phone!”, yells Stuart from across the rooms, hunched across a laptop, probably writing to his mother about these horrid conditions he has to live in. I hadn’t even noticed my phone had been ringing. The smell must be getting to me. I grab it and walk out, hoping to get some fresh air, but instead the dump next door worsens it. “Samantha Baker here. Who’s this?”, I say as I answer the call, hoping for it to end so I can get back inside and take a nice, cold shower. “Ah Samantha, this is Larry. I’ve called you because there’s been a change of plans. Since tomorrow is going to be stormy I need you to pay a bit more for safety. About….$100?”, replies a voice so smooth and creamy, I stop myself and imagine him saying those words again. The way he rolled his r’s kinda took my breath away a bit. I didn’t imagine a sailor having this kind of a voice. “$100?! For a silly storm?!”, I suddenly yell out as I come back to my senses. $100 is way much for just a silly storm. Unless…something more dangerous is out there? Maybe the currents get too strong? “It’s not just the storm Miss Samantha. Creatures….dangerous one’s mind you…like to hunt out when it gets stormy. Sharks and m-…whales. Whales….”, say Larry, his voice now even deeper, as if he’s…afraid? If he was worrying about sharks, wouldn’t he have to cancel the diving trip and give me another date? “Mr. Larry I don’t have $100 on me. Couldn’t you just reschedule the appointment for I don’t know….in a week?”, I plead into the phone, making sure my voice quivers as if I’m about to cry. The truth is my parents are bloody rich, but they wouldn’t send me here with that much money. If I had to buy food or anything, I used their card and they would see my purchases. Pretty much stalkers if you ask me. But parents are parents. Sometimes they change, but mine never do. “You know what? Nevermind Miss Samantha, instead of paying me $100 just don’t bring your friends. Too much flesh will attract sharks and such. I’m sure you and me could make it just fine.”, replies Larry after an ominus minute, his voice in a higher pitch, like when someone is guilty of something. After a minute of thinking, I decided it was the best choice. “Deal. I’ll see you tomorrow morning at the docks, okay?”, I reply but before I can say another word, Larry hangs up. What a strange man. I step back inside and prepare myself for sleep. I didn’t get to sleep until midnight due to Stuart’s typing and the blaring traffic outside. We just had to pick an inn near a highway, didn’t we? I don’t think anybody actually slept that night but me. I woke up to a bag of chips, an apple, and a bottle of water for breakfast. Mary had gone to the nearest food market and had bought food that seemed edible-like because apparently she didn’t trust food she’d never heard of before. The other’s had already gone off exploring, so just Mary and me had breakfast alone. At 9:30 I started to pack my bag with necessities for the diving trip. Larry already had my diving suit and tank and such, but I still needed my camera for pictures, my flippers, and a knife to open some clams up. Larry said there might even be pink pearls down there, which would really up my day right about now. My boyfriend, probably studying for exams, had begged me to bring some pearls back. Even though he was working to become a college teacher for neuroscience, his passion lay in jewelry. For two year now, he has collected countless shells and gems. Yet, he’s never really gotten a real genuine pearl in his collection yet. Today might be his lucky day, if the weather holds up. By 10:25 I was safely dropped off at the docks, even though it had taken 10 minutes for me to translate using my phone to tell the taxi driver where I needed to go. His fares were more expensive than the ordinary American taxi driver. Is everything expensive in Saudi Arabia, or is it just this town? A wild notation popped into my mind. What if my parents were playing with me? Seeing if I was a good or a bad child? But the notation was soon swept away as a young boy, 17 or 16, climbed out of a small, white boat and headed my direction. “You must be Miss Samantha?”, the boy says as he gets nearer and he shakes my hand. His hand is cold and brittle, and his hands feel firm, as if they have been worked for many years. His smile was somewhat clumsy-like, but what really caught me was his eyes. They were like any regular normal brown eyes, except that they weren’t looking at me. His eyes were moving in all directions, as if….looking for me? “Your blind..”, I whisper and I suddenly clasp my hand over my mouth before any more words spill out. I can feel my face turning slightly pink from embarrassment. Then, he started laughing. “It always get you Americans. No, I am not blind Miss Samantha, it’s called a joke.”, the boy says through his guilty laughs. His eyes then look in one direction like a normal person, as if to show that it’s fake. I feel a sudden wave of anger. I feel like strangling the bo, yet…i don’t know why. All sorts of torture enter my mind. Maybe…no…I shake these delirious thoughts out of my mind. Ever since I’ve come to Saudi Arabia, my mind has somewhat…changed. Dramatically. I don’t feel like myself. I feel…trapped. It must be the new scenery change, that’s all. Is it though….? “Are you Larry?”, I say in a calm voice, though it still manages to shake in anger. I know the answer before the man behind says it. “No. I’m Larry. That’s Michael. Sorry about him, he’s not very smart.”, replies the voice behind me. I plaster on a smile, try to ease my mind, and turn my body around, expecting a handsome, but elderly, sailor dressed in a cap and all. “Still, I’m the only person in this city that can help you with rigging.”, Michaels word’s go through my ears, but I can’t hear them. Instead, I only see the person before me. To put it in simple words, the man with the smooth voice is none other than a 65 year-old drunk who’s only talent is steering a simple wheel. The boy must do all the work. Larry is dressed in a stained white top, the stains must be beer, and in some tan shorts that reveal his hairy legs, a jungle no man can ever breach. I giggle to myself at the thought, but then stop myself. His hair is slicked back by some kind of white gel and the worst part is his mustache. That thing can hold hundreds of crumbs, that I can say. Otherwise, pretty normal I must say. “Let’s get going shall we?”, Larry says and then I realize, his voice is not smooth. “Larry’s” voice is gruff and loud, like any normal sailor’s is. That can’t be possible…unless…I’m being scammed. “I’m sorry, but are you really Larry? The thing is, the Larry on the phone had a different voice. It was more…smooth. Did something..happen to him?”, I stammer out before Larry can take another step. He hasn’t once looked me in the eyes, and I don’t trust that kind of a man. He seems frozen, as if seeming to wonder if he should lie or not. “That was Leonardo. He handles all the…paying and such. He’s a joker too. Sorry if this is all too…confusing. Well…..come on then.”, Larry whispers, yet I can barely hear him over the rush of the waves. Michael also looks away, not looking at me. Have I done something wrong? “I’m sorry, but have I offended you?”, I blurt out. People have been treating me so differently, and it makes me feel so…attacked. Michael freezes in his spot and Larry turns around, a spark in his eyes. “Sweetheart, you’re not that special.”, Larry says, and his eyes skim over my clothes. I now realize that I’m wearing designer clothes. How rude! I fluff myself like a bird in anger and follow them into the boat. I have heard that richness does make some people fear or hate you. I just don’t know why. Yes, I’m richer and more successful than you, but that doesn’t give you a reason to hate me. Does it….? The boat starts and Michael leads me to a small room where I can change. The floor is covered in fish guts and the occasional baby squid. The suit is extremely tight, but that must be normal for when you go diving. Since I have no where to put my clothes, I sadly drop them on the deck, covering them in all sorts of seafood. I really liked that shirt. Michael is nowhere in sight, but Larry is already on deck preparing my cage for when I descend. Out of nowhere I suddenly get the jitters. What if a shark attacked my cage? Would my parents ever really know how I had died or would I be presumed missing? Well, no turning back now. The storm had grown more frantic, as if the sea was in a hurry. Or as if…a monster was lurking below. What silly thoughts I have had ever since we went on this trip! I hope I will be back to normal by the time we go home. “Step in Miss Samantha.”, Larry says as he walks away from the crane, which had moments ago moved a small cage into the ocean, so only the top is seen. I hate it when you can’t see at the bottom of the water, don’t you? Monsters of all sorts might lurking below..like seaweed. Ugh, when it gets wrapped around your leg and the slime irks you. It makes me shudder thinking about it right now…. Before I put one foot in the water though, I think to myself, why am I doing this again? Am I really risking myself because my stupid boyfriend was too coward to come himself? Why, he hasn’t even texted me yet, and he promised! He could be cheating on me right now, with Sammy Doyle. Sammy Doyle has been keeping her eye on my boyfriend ever since highschool, thinking we just had to break up one day. As a matter of fact, I should call him right now, the cheater! “You know wh-”, I say, anger bubbling in my mind. But before I can back off and head towards my bag, Larry gets up from his seat faster than me, grabs my arm, and pushes me into the cage! Before I fall in, I try to land a blow on him, but all I hit is clean air. When I hit the water, the cold shocks me even further. I swim up, hoping I can get out before Larry latches the cage shut, but I’m too late. I swim up to the top and hold onto the bars, struggling to breath. Too much water has seeped into my nostrils and mouth, making it hard to even gasp. I spit out the water, coughing feverishly, and look up at the deck. Standing on deck is Michael and Larry. Larry is working at the ropes, using a dinner knife to cut away at them. It doesn’t take much time because the ropes look extremely old, older than this boat. Michael isn’t looking at me, instead he’s sitting down on a cooler box, staring down at something in his hands. “Micheal! Micheal! Please Micheal, help me! Are you seriously going to kill me, an innocent person?! Michael please, I’ll pay you double what he’s paying!”, I yell, making sure to use my last oxygen wisely. The only thing rushing through my head right now, is that I must survive. No. I will survive. No matter the cost. But, do you really want to? After all, when you go back home, nothing’s going to be the same again. Your parents will lock you inside, ground you. Why, you’d be lucky to even go to your backyard! What about your boyfriend too? College? Are you really ready for a life of misery? Studying studying studying. Maybe…it’s best to just…die., the voice inside my head says. But then, it’s too late. Too late to care whether I should die or not because the cage is already descending. Where? Some may say heaven, some hell, some no answer. I know where I’m going. Somewhere new. I hold my breath as long as I can and soon my whole body is surrounded by water. I can feel it now. I can feel the release as Larry finally cuts the last strand of rope and soon, the cage is plummeting. I look around, looking at my surroundings. Nothing. Just blue emptiness. I start to tear up. I can’t hold my breath much longer, but I feel like I’ve been plummeting for hours. I shake my mind back on earth, and guessed how long I’ve been plummeting. Maybe about…7 minutes? The edges around my vision start to blacken to a crisp. As the cage starts nearing the bottom, I can see reefs and castles. Wait..not castles..no it must be a kelp forest. Also, is it just me, but do the fish seem larger? Yes, and they seem to have….faces? Oh great, the water’s getting to me. I squint, hoping for the illusions to go away, but only succeed in tearing my eyes up more. “King Altea will be pleased with this one. Larry sure knows his humans.”, a voice behind me says. But I can’t turn around because my body has suddenly gone numb. After a few seconds, my vision is gone. Water enters every part of my body, killing me slowly. “Maybe I should ask the king if I could have this one. She’s cute for one of them.”, the voice says again. It’s a female’s voice. I can tell. “You know what happens after some time. That;s why nobody has attachments to one of them. There gone before you know it. Plus, aren't’ I better?”, says another voice. Male. “You are a coward. You cry when someone takes your food and whine when someone doesn’t want to be your friend. So…no. You’re too…stupid.”, the female voice replies. I hear a grunt of distaste and a sniffle, as if someone is about to cry. Then, I black out. What a cliffhanger. “Is she awake?”, are the first words I hear when I awake from my deep slumber. My eyes aren’t open yet though, instead there glued shut. “Hello? Larry?”, I whisper out, my voice cracking. It hurts to even move my mouth. I hear a chuckle and some movements. Then, I hear a loud sound, like doors being opened, and a woman’s shriek. “How dare you bring a human in here Leo!? You are breaking the law you created by even touching her!”, shrieks the woman’s voice. Suddenly, my eyes flutter open, but I soon close them due to the burning light. But I adjust. The sight that greets me is one I have never seen before. What I think is a floating woman, is actually a woman with fins, swimming and breathing in water. I then panic because if she’s in water, then I must be too! “Ha! Look, she’s panicking like all the other humans before her. Look darling, there’s a bubble around you. You’re alright.”, the first voist voice says. I recognize it. It’s the smooth voice on the phone. Leonardo. The impostor “Larry”. I move my head to see a man about my age sitting on a chair next to me, which must be extremely uncomfortable because he also has fins. “Aren’t you uncomfortable sitting like that?”, are the first words that pop out of my mouth. I instantly regret them. Why, he’s dressed like royalty! The man next to me, the man who the woman addressed as Leo, is dressed like a king. He is not bare-chested like I imagined mermaids to be, but instead he wears a shirt made of a green floaty cloth. He doesn’t wear pants, but instead a sort of skirt that you would see in Egypt. The skirt catches my eye because it is covered in millions of tiny little glass beads. They are all the same color, gold, but each one has a sort of different shine to it. His eyes are same old brown, like mine. His blond hair is swaying with the water, making impossible to look away. His tail is the most perplexing of all. It is not green like any respectable cartoon mermaid, but goldfish orange. The scales blinded me like the sun, but were almost impossible to look away from, like the sun. I hear a small growl and look to see it has emitted from the woman who had shrieked. “Leo darling, why is there a human here?”, the woman says and i can hear she is trying so hard not to strangle someone. I turn around again to Leo frown, but then smile when I caught his eye. “Marina don’t be jealous, she’s only staying here for a few days until we can get her back up to the surface, then she’ll be gone my sweet. May I ask my pretty pearl, what is your name?”, says Leo. At first I decide to tell him a fake name, but then he flashes a charming smile and then all my worries are gone. What’s the worst that can happen? “Samantha. Also, where am I?”, I say as politely as I can. Marina huffs in anger when Leo flashes another smile and she swims out of the room in a hurry. She must have a crush on him, but I know I can do better. “You are in Altea, the kingdom of mermaids, our kind. The woman who stormed out is our Queen, Miss Marina. The man next to you is none other than our king, Leonardo Altea. The ropes holding your cage must have snapped, otherwise Larry wouldn’t let you this far down. Look’s like you have to stay here for a few days, like the king said.”, says a woman hovering above the king, a trident in her hand. She must be a guard of some sort. Her skirt is lined with knives of all shapes and sizes, and her clothes are made of a different cloth than the kings. It’s almost….glossy. Her hair is like the flames of a rising sun, stunning. But I can tell she also hates me because she has a look of pure hatred on her face, one I have had experience with. “Who are you? And who do you think you are to show me this disrespect! The king is talking to me, you distasteful fish!”, I bark out, letting all the anger loose. Then I realize, it’s not me, it’s this place. This place is making me say what’s deep inside my mind. I can be free here. “Who do you think you are? You are just another human who has ventured down here by accident. Oh yes, you are not the first human that our king has taken a liking too. Why I remember, the last time a female human came down, they had a child, but she was soon killed. Marina would simply not allow it.”, the woman lashes back. Her voice and face are as calm as a drifting cloud, no sound, no movement. “Just because he has done something wrong in the past, does not mean you should judge him for that! Anyway, he’s your king, so he can do whatever the bloody hell he likes! Like this!”, I yell in fury, angry that she is so calm. I grab the king by his shirt and plant a kiss on his lips, our chests connecting. I don’t know why I did it, but I know it was the wrong thing to do. For all I know, this mermaids could be carnivores or be hostile. His breath tastes of strawberries, which is perplexing as strawberry’s can’t possibly grow down here. His lips are as soft as a petal, his eyes in panic. Suddenly, I feel someone grabbing me and I can hear my spine break as I am thrown down on the floor. The shock keeps me down, not the pain. “I am so sorry King Altea. I promise you, this won’t happen again. I’ll take her to her room now. Go get some rest Leo.”, the female guard says and soon, I feel a hand dragging me away, probably towards a cell. Like I said, something new. “The King will deal with you later. He has more pressing matters to deal with right now than a silly little girl. Get comfy, while you can.”, the guard says and I can tell that she is smirking, even with my eyes closed. I am dropped onto what feels like a slab of stone, but upon further exploration with my hands, is actually a cold mattress. After a few minutes, I hear the slam of a door and I am finally alone. “What did you do? The last human had a kid with the king, so what did you do?”, a voice says from somewhere. I open my eyes in panic and look around, until I see a hunched figure in one corner of my cell. Oh great, a cellmate. “I kissed him. It was…worth it.”, I say, my voice barely above a whisper. I’m already imagining him hearing about me in pain and rushing over here to heal me and then make me his new queen. I hear a snort. “That’s what they all say sweetheart. Trust me kid, you’re better off without him. He’ll turn you into one of them if you do keep following him.”, the voice again replies. I flame up again, ready to fire back and demolish this person. Yet the angry I had felt before has somehow…left me? “They have that effect on humans. They make you do things you could only dream of. The name’s Sally Charm, and I’ve been here long enough for me to resist their sweet dreams. Though, it won’t be long now before they drag me away to death. They’ll do it too you too. Soon enough.”, Sally says, and then I realize, I didn’t say the anger had left me, out loud. “How did….how did you do that? Are you..one of them?”, I say, frightened. If they can control my feelings and read my mind, what hopes do I ever have of leaving? Another snort emerges from Sally Charm. “No darling, I’m not a fish. The only reason I can read your mind is because your face says everything. No mind-reading honey. Just one look at your pale face and that’s all it took. So, name?”, chuckles Sally. What an idiot I am. “Oh. Samantha Baker. Can you come out of the corner so we can come up with a plan to get out of here?”, I say and I try to see out of the corner of my eyes, but lying flat on a bench can really block your vision. “Here, take this. They use it to heal their people and it does wonders. I never use the stuff though. What hope do we have of getting out anyway?”, Sally says as she emerges from her dark corner. In her hand lies a small white rectangle that looks like a square of gum. I can tell it isn’t though, because it has a sort of shine to it. Sally Charm is not as dainty as I thought she would look. She spoke like a true wise woman, and sounded like one too. Instead, what stepped out was a 15 year-old girl. Not exactly charming attire either. Black cargo pants, a red tank top ripping at the seams, and some sandals covered in mud. Her shoulder-length red hair was in a ponytail, but the worst part was the scar. Who could have done this to a kid? A cracked scar ran down through half of her right eye, which was closed shut. Her other eye was a pale blue, but otherwise fine. How did she come down here? I took the medicine and popped it in my mouth, swallowing it whole. It left a kind of soapy taste in my mouth. “I know what you’re thinking. How could a kid like me, end up down here? And how did she get that horrid scar? I’ve told this story a million times already, but I think today might be my last. I would ask you to sit down, but I see you’re already comfortable.”, Sally again reads my mind. “Haha, very funny. Actually.”, I say, the laughing part causing me more pain. But then, I feel a sort of, floaty feeling? Then, I sit up and face Sally. No pain. “How?”, is all I can utter. Sally’s face shows no interest, just sadness. I sit back down and make the hand motion for zipping your lips. “I’m sure you know Larry by know, and that he was the one responsible for letting you down here. They’re never going to let you go. Larry works for them. When someone doesn’t want to pay him or the mermaids are looking for victims, he “accidently” cuts the rope. I used to work for him. I didn’t know about him killing people and stuff, until I found out. That’s when he dumped into the bloody water and the fishes dragged me down.”, says Sally, and I feel anger for Larry. He left me here to die, so if I ever see him again, I’ll make sure he can never breath again. “And the scar? If you don’t mind me asking…”, I say bluntly. What kind of weapon could have possibly caused this? “When the mermaids dragged me down here, I fought back a little. One of them got their claws on me and soon I got a shiny new scar. I’ve been stuck down here for…what…2 years? Yep, pretty much insane now.”, Sally says, and for good measure, she pulls a funny face. I laugh, the worry flowing away. Then I remember. “Tanks. In the corner of the cage of which I came from, there are oxygen tanks. Have you seen where they put the cage?”, I ask frantically, looking around the room. Outside our cage, the only thing outside is a few lumps under as blanket, some tables, and chains. “Hold your horses doll. The lumps under the blankets are probably your tanks, they bought them in a few hours ago. They kept asking me what they were, but I didn’t answer them. Hey, this might actually get us out. We have a window with bars, some tanks, and hope. Great plan.”, Sally says, the sarcasm oozing out of her words. I sigh. “Okay, maybe not the best plan, but’s it’s a start, no?”, I say, trying to make a point. Sally grunts, rolling her eyes. This girl is going to be tough to cooperate with. “But….what about the king?”, I say before I can stop myself. Do I really want to leave this place of luxury for the sick world above? Maybe, in time, Leo will come to truly love me, unlike that sorry excuse of a man back home. “Tell me Samantha, why do you like the King?”, Charm says, her one eye squinted at me, trying to figure out my secrets. I mull over her words. Well let’s see, he’s rich, cute, has fins, a dazzling smile, and adorable. Is that it? Hmmm…not a long list. Wait, what if he’s cruel and cheats on me? I mean, he was pretty mean to his wife. Marina…hmmm…how could he ever marry her? “How did they end up together?”, I say, awaiting my answer. Sally seemed to know who I’m talking about, probably because hundreds of other female humans before me have asked the same question. “Marina was human once. She was my best friends. Was. Then, when she fell down here, she met the King. Marina wasn’t like you or the others. She could resist them and she didn’t have any feelings for the King. She didn’t even think he was cute.”, chuckles Sally, but I can see in her eye a small tear forming. “She was thrown in a cell like me, but the King was intrigued by her. He had never met someone who could resist him. So, every afternoon, he called Marina from her cell and she was forced to go to his chambers. He tried to talk to her, befriend her, and even tried to kiss her once. But, she never wavered.”, Sally continues, tears already rolling down her cheeks. “Then, one day, he took her, there. She said she had never felt more vulnerable, more naked in her life. The King taught her, no matter what complaints she gave. She finally cracked though. One day, after three years of hoping, she cracked. Like a walnut. I remember the last time I saw her. When she left her cell, her eyes said forgive me, but her smile said I’ve forgotten you already.”, Sally ended her story, and then turned towards our barred window, staring into the water abyss. “Where’s there?”, I ask. Of all the tone I’ve spent here, everyone seems to fear there. “There is where they kill you. Not physically, but mentally. They take your soul, and make pearls using them. How else do you think pearls get their shine? Then the human you, the one without soul, is set to working in their labs forever. They prod, poke, and dissect you, never minding your screams. You can hear them at night sometimes.”, Sally whispers, her eyes till trained outside the window. “You know, for a 15 year-old girl, you have a pretty vivid imagination. I’ve never met anyone quite like you.”, I speak my mind, not caring if she would attack at this outburst of mine. Instead, she laughs. Oh, her sweet, sweet laugh. What a beautiful thing to here in a world like this. “I don’t know if that’s a compliment or just rudeness, but I’ll take it as a compliment. Thank you, Samantha Baker. Now, let’s get planning, shall we?”, Sally turns around, a grin on her small face. She looks like the most hopeful girl in the world. Let’s hope that will get us somewhere. At midnight, some guards delivered some food. A small metal tray full of seaweed, peas, some pink meat, and a fork. Getting peas with a fork is extremely hard, in my case at least. Sally said the meat was from some kind of shellfish, that’s why we ate it raw. Sally says that she has been planning for the past two years now, ever since she’s been caught. Under her bed, she takes out a sharpened fork, sharp enough to pick the lock on out cage. “Now?”, I yell-whisper as the lock clicks open, and Sally opens it, carefully so the door doesn’t make a noise. She makes a hand motion for me to follow her, and she leads me to the ranks. I remove the blankets to reveal two oxygen tanks and two masks. I check it, and sure enough, thirty minutes each. I carry one and strap it on my shoulders, the weight a little bit too much. Sally seems to carry the weight just fine. She points out my red face and giggles a bit, but soon we are back on task. “Once we open that door, there is a hallway down. There are three doors at the end. We go to the left one, which leads to a small garden they have. There they have a small canon, big enough for two humans. I know it’s there because when I fell down, it came down in the cage with me. It won’t shoot us straight to the surface, but close enough for us to swim back to land.”, Sally commands, her voice strong and clear. She could have been a soldier in the army. But what happened next in a few minutes, determined her future. Sally opened the door and stepped out, memorizing her surroundings. I stepped out too when she finally gave the word that all was clear. The hall was not long, but it certainly catches your eye. All along the walls hung ordinary human objects. Sporks, footballs, beach toys, a dead bear, an old phone, and much more. Plaque’s held the names the mermaids had created for them. Such as the phone, they had renamed it as a “loud thing”. Guess it doesn’t get much service down here. “Okay. Open the door Samantha.”, Sally says, her sharpened fork at the ready. “If something attacks me, I will kill you.”, I mutter, and Sally chuckles to herself. I roll my eyes and put my hand on the nob. Breath in, breath out. Open. “It’s beautiful….”, I whisper as I behold the wonders above. Seeing no guards in sight, I run forward and pick at every flower. There are huge forests of kelp, hundreds of tiny seahorses in huge groups, endless corals, and benches around every bend. The ground wasn’t ordinary sand or mud, but a sort of pinkish….gravel? In the distance, you could see a tiny town constructed from huge amounts of coral. Lamps hung from kelp, illuminated by a single fish trapped inside. “We don’t have time to oggle. Come one now.”, Sally’s voice pierces through my mind, snapping me back to reality. I poke the bubble around head, hoping it will distract me, but too no avail. I turn around to stare at an odd fish, when I hear a sickening sound. It sounded like something soft being…stabbed. “SALLY!”, I scream and run towards her as she falls, the mermaid behind her taking his trident out of her stomach. When I get to her, she is clutching her wound, her breathing ragged. The water does nothing to help, causing the blood to flow out more than ever. A small smile etches onto her face. “Sally, why are you smiling!? Okay, just hold on to it, okay? Their going to help you, I’m sure of it. Just, breath. Please…”, I say, my breathing ragged as well. Sally, my only true friend, even if I had known her for only a day, is dying. The other’s on the surface, they never cared for me, but Sally, she was something else. “You know…they aren’t…going to…help me. Good…bye….Samantha.”, Sally moans, and on the last word, her chest stops. I wrap her up in my arms and let out all the pain, misery, and screams. She looks so peaceful. The wound is still bleeding, but not too much now. Maybe, it was for the best. What kind of life would she have if she went back up with me? She would have been homeless, or worse thrown in jail. Larry would just throw her back in, and my parents would never allow her to live with us. So, was it better this way? I feel a tap on my shoulder. “Take her down to the plantations, and make sure she stays there.”, a familiar voice behind me says. Sally’s story replays in mind. Her coming down here, planning away, being betrayed by that witch. I jump up and run towards her, intent to leave my mark. She doesn’t see me coming until I already plunge the sharpened fork into her eye, making sure to leave a scar. No pearl medicine can fix that. “TAKE HER DOWN. NOW.”, Marian shrieks, her eye oozing blood. I try to lunge at her once more, but some guards catch me before I can, and knock me unconscious. When I open my eyes, I don’t see a cell or some random room. Instead, I see my hands working to pull out weird green plants out of the ground. I look around to see that hundreds of other people are doing the same, no stopping, no noises. Just picking. I can’t breathe nor speak. I can’t stop my hands from picking the same plant over and over again. When I get to the end of my line, my body drags me to a small room that is labeled “no stealing”. The room is covered in white light. Hundreds of shelves contain small cases, each one holding to about 50 pearls. My hands pick up a cloth and sprayer from one shelf, and a case from the other. It is labeled “recent”. I flip it open, and it in, one pearl. Below the pearl, another label, “Samantha”. There is when they take your soul, and reform it, into something more precious. Then, you are left to work in the fields until you die. I learned this the hard way. How do you know this? You were probably caught too. The End. Hope u guys enjoyed it!! Sorry about the format I promise my other ones aren't gonna be like this!