Ask the Fishy Fam

 | Fishy Fam AU | Ask Box is CLOSED! | A very small and specific creepypasta AU centered on three or more creeps between two friends!! | LJ, Will, and Jade | Zillamun and Girr | Main blogs; @ellzilla and @girrrpuppy | Info Tag; BottleMessage |  Header by Zillamun | Icon by both of us

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Hey!! Mod Girr here!!

We know it’s been awhile, and this blog has been rather quite; but it’s mainly due to lack of asks, amongst other things we’ve had on our plates, like other projects and general life,,,

But!!! This blog isnt that dead!!

Send in some asks for the fishiest if fams, and we’ll get to them as soon as we can!! Please,,, ;w;

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“I was… a tad taken aback. And I was still small when he made it a regular to try and snatch a few, even bringing some back for Will and I to have.. “At first, I was.. hesitant. Unnerved. I lost my apatite alot because I would look at whatever human flesh or parts he dragged back for us, or even whole bodies of people who ended up drowning from panic if he hadn’t rip them to shreds first..”

“Whenever I looked and pondered about it too much, I would…think of my brothers in an odd way.. all of which are still human, I.. I think.” “Soon enough though, he took notice of my hesitance.” “But.. since I was still new to him, and I didnt want to make him feel bad or weird about it because of.. me; I tried to look passed it, even… trying it myself, actually…” “I dont mind the whole ‘dad eats humans’ as much now than as I used to,; I just try not to think about it when its ‘on the menu’ if you will. Food is Food I guess…” She seemed to grow shy, hugging herself alittle, feeling guilty and with a frown, “I guess in a way that makes me.. cannibalistic, right? Even though I’m a,, Mer? Now..” “…I just try not to think about it too much.” She grew quiet, shameful even now that you bring it up.

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what's lj's favorite food? is it octopi or smth?

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“Truly splendid... I recall these memories often, as a sweet sentiment whenever I think of the times when they were small- so small, they could fit easily within my palms..” Jack seemed to ease himself and curl his body, his expression melting to a daydreamy state, soft and content with his thoughts as he looked elsewhere; elsewhere towards where his kids were tussling and toying with eachother, maneuvering and chasing eachother through the thick greens that swayed ever so slightly with the gentle currents, their playful laughter just on his range of hearing.

“It was awhile ago, yes.. I was in the dark depths of which I solemnly called ‘home’ at the time; minding my own business, watching out for anything I could get my hands on to eat, blending in perfectly...” his dreamy grin faltered, a soft frown of concern replacing it, “..thats when I noticed something.”

“Something... slowly sinking down from the lighter depths above me just a bit away- it was small, so.. so very small. Small but bright..” He brought a long claw up to his face, as if hiding his lips as he thought about it. “So I decided to investigate it.. leaving my previous thoughts of food and lonely content behind.”  “As I came upon it, I felt the need to be very careful- so I was. Instead of grabbing the small form, I rather let it drift down into an outstretch hand of mine, letting the frail thing settle before I realized what it seemed to be.”

“Not a normal, brightly colored fish from the surface safe shallows and coral strands, but another Mer, you could say. So tiny, frail... but somehow alive. “Now.. it’d been forever since i’d seen another Mer- let alone a newly born one- I barely recall any of any age actually.. barely and blurry about my own kin.. until that day, and that little baby caught my eyes..”

“The little one may have been alive, by some miracle, but he was not doing very well at the depth he had drifted down into... so I ventured to a safer pressure for him- more alike to the soft and green safe shallows that you see us in now.” “I came to a simple rock standing, with a lushness upon it, softly swaying greens and small fish crowding around a hole in its lower side until I came passing by.. they all scattered, as they usually do.” “I was careful, holding the little one in my hands before I was at a less pressured area.. to which I curled amongst the soft greens and opened my hands to inspect the child.” “He was much smaller than I initially realized.. his colors bright but still pale from being so... n e w..” “And despite the pressure that had gotten to him and the slow currents that had brought him, im assuming, far from home.. his true parents.. he seemed healthy. There was a slight bump on his head, to which I think he may have had a tumble or a small accident before the pressure had anything to do with him, but no damage otherwise. Which.. I was a tad surprised in- he was so eye-catching that I was shocked nothing had tried to eat him yet...” “I kept him comfy and safe until he started to come to, breathing much better than he had in the depths...” “Poor little thing... he didnt seem scared by the sight of me, instead overtly curious..” “When he was finally awake, moving, and seeming all around alright, I tried asking him a few things, hoping he was at least old enough to speak- he was so small, or maybe me so large, that I couldn’t quiet tell...” “So..little one.” “Yeah?” He squeaked, adorably curious. “Do you happen to have a name? I’d much rather call you something other than just ‘little one’...” The small, orange scaled baby thought for a moment, “Uuh..” before blinking at him with big blue eyes, “Nuh-uh! I dunno...” he hugged himself alittle, looking down at his tail, “All I remember was following something.. and then everything going dark!” He peeked up at Jack once again, looking sort of excited, “And then waking up to you!!  I like your nose,,” he babbled slightly, looking shy as Jack inspected him once again for just moment before catching that last bit, and smiling just slightly.. it’d been so long, forever even, since he’d smiled.  “Well, you’ve proven yourself to be rather miraculous, with such a will to live and survive... will..” Jack paused slightly, blinking in thought as the child curled in his hands finally made himself get up and childishly swim up to his face, hands on the tip of his long nose, looking at him with such curiosity it almost seemed too innocent. “..Hm..” “Hm?” the little one mimicked him, which made him chuckle softly. “..How about I call you Will..? I think it suits you quite nicely...” Jack spoke softly now that he was so close. The child thought for a moment, pursing his small lips as he did, “Hmmm...hm! Okay!!” he squeaked, seeming excited, “I’m Will!” He greeted, to which Jack softly laughed and took the small baby off his nose and back into his hands to rest, “Its very nice to meet you, Will..” “Do you have a name?” Jack paused slightly, having to think to recall what he had named himself so long ago.. “..Jack.” “Hi Jack!” “Hello Will,” “Hey Jack?” “..Yes?” “...Can I call you Dad?”  Jack’s old heart swelled at the memory, sighing ever so slightly in content. It was that day, that moment, that he decided to claim little Will as his own. To be the parent he himself never had when he was younger... Jack hadn’t a clue where Will’s original parents were, or from where he had drifted in from on the currents, but he noticed that the little squabbling bundle in his claws didnt seem in the slightest worried about it, or even recall his real parents from that little bump- which made him think that perhaps his parents hadn’t paid nearly enough attention to him to notice he had gone and hurt himself and drifted to who knows where. It was from then on that he decided to roam far out of the depths to find a far better, shallower area for Will’s comfort to raise him. He denounced his usual antics of boat-tipping and volcanic vent scavenging to care the little scamp until he was just a smidge older to be left alone while he slept somewhere safe. It was a year or two later when he was moving spots again with Will safely tucked in his hair by his shoulder. Their previous living spot had been compromised when a number of divers had invaded the area for who knows why or what, and Jack had noticed a number of them capturing small fish of the variety and bringing them up to the surface on a boat. Not wishing to be seen, or to have Will wonder off and be scooped up and potentially lost forever, Jack decided to move elsewhere- to thicker greens and somewhere less people would be likely to swim or dive in search for things that dont belong to them. It was during this time, that late during one dark afternoon as he was scanning areas and trying to find a good place to settle for the night that he overheard something.. it caught his attention so much that he had to pause, and just float there as he listened for it again. It wasn’t the current moving passed his ears, or Will stirring in his sleep by his shoulder, or any late night fauna... it sounded like... crying. A small, delicate crying, somewhere in the lush that he couldn’t quite see yet. He tread carefully, swimming along slowly as not to miss anything as he did his best to locate who or what was crying... And when he did, it surprised him. In front of him lay in a tight curl on a mossy rock hidden by slow swaying sea grass was a small, quivering form that seemed to be crying in her sleep. She looked skinny in the rib area, and deathly pale.. He hesitated only slightly, but couldn’t stop himself from ever so gently picking up the small form, to which he truly realized she was trembling- and said trembling only grew worse when she stirred from her painful slumber and looked up at him with a fear he knew quite well... a fear he knew personally. 

The look of fear in her crying eyes made something in his chest grow cold- like a horrid feeling washing over him. He knew how it felt to be scared and alone, small and against everything.. not knowing what to do.  Jack gave her a small, friendly but sad smile to show he meant no harm, and even did his best to delicately rub her would-be tear stained cheeks (if they weren’t underwater already). 

Jack softly cooed and consoled the small baby best he could, her soft crying subsiding into hiccups here and there; she leaned into his touch and seemed to calm just a tad, enough for him to move her just slightly so he could better settle on the space he had found her. 

Looking down upon the new child in his hands, he calmed her just enough to ask her some things as well; just as Will popped out from Jack’s shoulder behind his hair to look at what was happening, his curiosity getting the better of him.  “..you’re alright, little one.. I promise,” he cooed softly, watching as she rigidly relaxed after a moment, sniffling and hugging his other hand. “I wont hurt you..” “..Can you speak?” He asked carefully, to which she nodded, rubbing her other eye, red and raw from all her crying that she’s been doing for who knows how long now. “Do you happen to have a name that I could call you..?” “..J..Jade.. Jadeth..” she stammered slightly, still calming down from her crying, a small hiccup ensuing directly after. “That’s a lovely name, Jadeth..”, he hummed slightly, “Would it be alright if I called you Jade?” to which she nodded and sniffled. “..May I ask why are you out here alone? Its dangerous and dark out here for you to be alone..” “..I,, I was. thrown.. I-I don t  kno w... where I am,, or what I am,, ?” This grabbed Jack’s attention further, especially when she looked up at him with big, scared pale blue eyes; “..W..what am I?” His lips pursed at this question, so he inspected her just a tad. Other than skinny from lack of food, deathly pale, and a tad scarred up from.. something.. she seemed okay. “A small child?” “N-no,, wh a t  am I?” she gestured to her tail- orca and or shark in features and orca-esque in color. “I,, I wasn t this,,  b-before..” she started crying alittle once again, to which Jack reacted by shushing her carefully and rubbing her cheek again lovingly.  “What do you mean by that, dear..?” “..I was.. h uman..? but then something,, h-happened,,, I don t know what,,” she sobbed alittle, hiding her chest as he realized a fresh, dark pink (as if trouble healing) small scar was across it lightly. As if something or someone had tried to slash and pin her. “She ch-changed me,, did something t-to me... an d he brought me here.. and threw m-me? O-off the dock,,?” She furrowed her brows and cuddled herself hard onto his hand, as if desperate to hide. “W-water.. hurt.. at first.. but everything is so.. d-dark.. s-scary..” she mumbled and hid her face in his other hand, which he didn’t mind at all. The way her head moved when she wasn’t hiding it gave him the impression she was very tired, possibly even disoriented; and the fact her ribs her showing and the slight grumble from her stomach made his deduce that she may be starving as well. “..Jade?” “y,,y -yeah?” she hiccuped slightly once again. “..Would you like to stay with me..? and Will?” he asked carefully, even though he probably would have claimed her regardless of her answer. It was now that she had noticed Will peeking at her with curiosity in his blue eyes from behind Jack’s shoulder, and as soon as she locked eyes with him, he crawled out from his hiding spot and settled in front of her in Jack’s hand. She was silent, confused, but watched him as Will spread a big smile and waved at her, “Hi!!” “,,H,,h-hi..” “I’m Will..” he said shyly, inching closer to her while she stayed statue still. He touched his index fingers together and smiled shyly, “U-um.. dont be scared!” He looked confident again, “Dad’ll take care of ya! And me too!” He tried to give his best protective posture, trying to make her smile and or feel better- “We’ll keep you safe,,” he pushed softly, getting alittle closer and holding out his hands to her. Jade watched him, before calming alittle more and hesitantly reaching out, holding onto one of the hands he held out to her with her own. “O,,okay..” she nodded slightly, coming out of her shell just a tad.  And that night was the night Jack gained a second child, and immediately got to work getting her fed and properly rested (which Will helped too, to the best of his smol babby abilities.) If he can try his best to be the parent he never had to one child, than why not two? Jade’s small, scared form reminded him of himself when he was small.. almost painfully so. He couldn’t just leave her, so why not love her like his own instead...

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do you guys like sea water ,fresh water or a mix of both?

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The Fishy Fam ref, for your enjoyment! - Jade | Female | 23ish An Orca-Shark hybrid Mer of sorts, cursed into what she is at a very very young age rather than being born a Mer like the boys were. Usually quiet and sometimes anxious and cautious but curious, she’s quite loving to the boys regardless of this. Has a tendency to hide or cling to the boys for whatever reason and can be very affectionate when she isn’t upset or nervous; is more than happy to have been found and become one of this family. Normally self-conscious due to past scars, new scars, and her particularly very flat-chest. - Will | Male | 20ish An Eel-Koi hybrid Mer of sorts; born adorkable with bright colors and loved indefinitely by Jade and their Sea-Dad, Jack. While he does have times where he’s shy and has freaked out under certain circumstances, he’s normally good at keeping a level head, and at consoling or pleading with the other two. He’s a bright and happy boi, quite curious, and loves his fam very much. Very good with hugs. - Jack | Male | 245ish An oddly long, sharp, Narwhal-Angler esque hybrid Monstrosity Mer of sorts who is highly protective and loving to his two smol babbies that he found and claimed as his own. He can be grumpy and nasty to outsiders, has easily killed any who venture too close in the past to keep them safe and fed, and is ultimately loving, mindful, and very kind and gentle with his kids. Very wholesome old sea-dad.