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kawaiiassassino  asked:

May I get the Irish cinnamon roll, Shay for the mermaid au 🐬? 😚 Have a good rest of the day, Angel! (Hope you don't mind me calling you that!)

{You can call me whatever you want to, love. ;P I don’t mind at all, as long as I can call you ‘beautiful’}

Originally posted by soracormac

He damned himself for being so careless…How he could have gotten captured was beyond him as he was usually very good at outsmarting the land dwellers as well as good at putting up a fight with them and winning. He wasn’t expecting that dirty trick, however—the fact they had a means to make him fall asleep was something Shay didn’t expect.

He had started to become restless and angered in his captivity, usually beating his tail against the glass to try and startle anybody who would attempt to get close to look at him. They could threaten him all they wanted, but that wouldn’t stop Shay from his actions to show how displeased he was. Rather die than be stuck in this hell for the rest of my life, Shay thought, crossing his arms over his chest but halting when he saw a young woman staring in his direction.

He wasn’t sure why it was her that stopped him—perhaps it had something to do with her eyes—but regardless, Shay moved down towards the glass and, instead of smashing into it, he idly began to swim before it with his black and red scales catching the light that shined in from above. She looked beautiful for an air breather, but he had to admit that he didn’t know many land dwellers; not unless they were women who happened to be near drowning in his part of the ocean, and they were not as frequent as men.

Seems their women are attractive, Shay thought to himself with a proud smirk at her eyes upon him, causing the merman to intentionally flex and show off his strength in swimming about the water.

Red Room ft. Cat (Stray Cat Crossing)
  • Red Room ft. Cat (Stray Cat Crossing)
  • Perfectlyvindictive
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Written and Sung by: Perfectlyvindictive

Instrumental Composed by: Jurlo

Lyrics: 

It’s strange how people
Come and go
Alike seasons
And memories made of sorrow

Alike a butterfly effect
My choices misdirect
Those that I love
Who I care for
They’re above the clouds  

I’ve made my mistakes
People i’ve betrayed

Running away, to only find that
I’ve lost time, and they’ve lost their lives

(again i absolutely love this game)