#DAMN ITTT

[taems-world]

Ain't no way they performed love talk at kcon

[httpshujii]

crying, sobbing, throwing up, crying

[keferon]

Maybe Family Can be a Fish Dad and some Foster kids, Part 1

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It'll be fun they said, Trailbreaker thinks, wrapping the torn strip of fabric around Damus’s hands. Wyatt hasn't stolen anything in a WHOLE WEEK, he should get a REWARD-

Trailbreaker takes a breath, tying a knot to keep the soaked fabric in place around what's left of Damus’s fingers. The 14 year old only had 7 left in total, and wouldn't appreciate Trailbreaker fucking up what he did have.

Windcharger sat nearby, staring blankly at the water below with one foot swinging over the edge. He'd wanted to go to the aquarium, and none of the other kids had argued.

Trailbreaker ruffled Damus’s hair and looked over to Soundwave, busy trying to keep Thundercracker and Skywarp from attacking Skids.

It wasn't Windcharger’s fault the tsunami hit. It wasn't anybody's fault their world had become water and rubble. Trailbreaker was in charge. It was his job to keep these kids safe, their foster parents probably long lost to the ocean.

There was a brief scuffle between the twins, broken up by a yowling cry from Ravage. The Maine Coon stood on Soundwave’s shoulders, hissing at the twins.

Skywarp huffed and turned away, but Thundercracker seemed suitably chastised by the cat. Skids seemed…tired.

But they were all tired.

Trailbreaker left Soundwave to it. He trusted his foster brother to keep the twins in line.

He was suddenly reminded of the fact that Soundwave had two little brothers who were twins themselves. They'd gotten adopted. Did they live in the city? Were they safe, or lost to the water and broken stone of their home?

What about the twins’ third brother, Simon? Was he dead or alive as well, and was that why the twins kept acting out? Fear for their missing family?

Trailbreaker sat down next to Windcharger and tried to ignore the fact that Soundwave was probably thinking his brothers, his real brothers, were dead, and the twins triplet too.

“You doin’ okay?” He asked Windcharger, scanning the 15 year old for injuries, something he could've possibly missed. Damus’s hands had been covered in glass and he hadn't noticed, nerve damage and adrenaline leaving the younger boy unaware until the blood made him slip when they were climbing over rubble, almost causing the 14 year old to twist his ankle on the broken concrete.

Trailbreaker couldn't let that sort of mistake happen again.

“I'm hungry.” Windcharger said softly, fiddling with the fidget toy meant to keep his hands occupied, to keep him from stealing things. The bright paint was practically gone from the plastic.

Trailbreaker winced, running a hand through his soaked hair.

They hadn't eaten in days. It was hard to find anything not soaked through and rancid. Not like any of them could fish.

There were fish around, but it seemed like those fish were more interested in turning a bunch of teenage boys into lunch rather than being lunch. It couldn't last like this for long. They had to get something to eat, or they were going to go nuts.

Using nicknames from a DnD campaign and pretending to be on an adventure only worked for so long. The sound of a renewed scuffle behind him as Skids shouted something incomprehensible at the twins behind him was testament to that. They were hungry, and tired, and scared.

They were all so so scared.

“We’ll figure it out.” Trailbreaker said softly, resting a hand on Windcharger’s back. It was meant to imply the group would stick together, but Trailbreaker knew that he and Soundwave would be making a plan while the rest of the boys slept.

They were the oldest. It was their job to keep their brothers safe. Their foster parents had practically drilled that into them, between the belt and the missed dinners anytime one of the younger boys broke a rule.

Their failures to be good examples made them bad influences on the others.

Trailbreaker couldn't afford to be a bad influence right now.

“What's that?” Damus spoke up, his voice trembling and breaking the silence. His burned face was turned away from the others, his single green eye locked onto something in the distance.

Trailbreaker stood, Soundwave next to him in a moment as they tried to spot what Damus had seen. A boat, maybe? Help, finally there to get them out of this watery grave?

Trailbreaker felt Soundwave intertwine their fingers as they watched the largest mer they'd ever seen swim towards them. He squeezed back, panic filling his veins.

“Get back.” He whispered, before turning to the other boys.

“Everybody get back! We don't know if it's friendly.” He barked, pulling Damus behind him with his free hand. “Just. Just stay back.”

The mer continued its steady approach, tan body breaking the water as blue eyes watched them with unnerving focus.

The twins pressed against his back, Skids in the corner of his eye on Soundwave’s other side. A clump of terrified children, sticking together even when common sense said they should've listened, should've left him and Soundwave to take the first blow.

Trailbreaker took a deep breath, and prepared to fight for his life. For the lives of his brothers

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I've got Brain Worms about these silly children. Everyone else is focused on Blurr and Swerve and I'm out here like "FISHDAD ADVENTURES"

Trailbreaker is Doin His Best but also he is a 17 year old boy in charge of 4 younger boys with only the help of a 16 year old and his cat. He's Going Through It. Luckily Dadwave is there to HELP and not eat them.

OOOOOOAAAAHHFJFJJFJG I LOVE ITTTT "Jaws" soundtrack: intensifies

Little did they know. This is what found family sounds like hahahaklfmf

[punksalmon]

colored one of the frames from that comic for practice and ended up liking it enough to post it. oh bobby we're really in it now..................

[moookar]

“I just want to go home,” thinks the guy who is already at home.

[carpenfaist]

EVERYONE WAKE THE FUCK UP

[goatmealluci]

"Poor little Liddy used to always quit, but she never really quit. She just said she did."

!Tw for implied drug addiction!

This was a bit of a vent piece i made of implied buttonblossom last night, i dont know if I'll finish it, but im pretty proud of how the sketch came out.

Pomni: "You think she'll ever be herself again, Kinger..?"

Kinger: "Maybe one day.. i mean, we got queenie back. Who says we can't snap her out of it, too?"

[ofmermaidstories]

popping open one those personal-sized bottles of moët while charli xcx thumps through the house.

[apollos-boyfriend]

THE ART STYLE’S MID

who wants to give me their crunchyroll account so i can watch the new yaoi anime

[totheidiot]

itafushikugi are so qpr polycule. someone please write/draw this.

[acebytaemin]

you haven’t had a true test of patience if you haven’t ironed linen clothing with pleats or frills

[obsidianstrawberrymilk]

Bro why did they change Jinwoo's design. He was cute before

[joplays]

Trilla mentioned!

BUT AT WHAT FUCKING COST!!!! IM NOT OKAY!!! FUUUUCKKK!!!

RIP Cere, i knew you were gone once his big ass showed up.

[oya-oya-okay]

When I forget to draw makeup for the characters of Heartslabyul and notice it after publication:

[honeyvenommusic]

I Want Your Love - Chic (1978)

[askacultleader]

to be fair you said if he can't love you, at least hate you

I mean he did what you wanted right

"It's true, this is exactly what I asked for, and he delivered."

".... But something about bleeding out, alone, in complete silence, from a wound that I prayed would leave a scar just so could have something of his...

It made me realize that what I was doing to him-- to myself, wasn't worth it.

Poet doesn't care about me, he only came when everyone else left him because he got a single taste of the desperation that I have felt all this time."

"I can only wish him some peace in his lifetime, god knows I want some."