#WILL CONTINUE LATER

[cosplaysims]

had lots of fun just worldbuilding lately! been very occupied with giving Akira a family and a bf ♡

[yellowheartz]

Merman Kusuo and Pirate Aren falling in love after having a bloody fight. They get trapped in an island, and Kusuo was hurt by a sharp wood from Aren’s ship so his only solution is to shapeshift into a human. Aren, thinking he killed the sea creature, limps on the island and finds for food and supplies to soon fix his ship and escape. He encounters an equally injured "human" and realizes that that human was bleeding a lot, and somehow.. naked?

Despite his own injuries, he offers help. But Kusuo acts hostile and threatens, yet Aren knows he is defenseless and merely offers his coat to cover himself up from the cold.

To speedrun this, they both spend time together on the island with their series of secrets kept from each other. They slowly grow fond of each other but Aren is still unaware. Kusuo admits his hostility between the man he had fought with had simmered down, even to the point of trusting Aren with helping his injuries.

Every time Aren goes to sleep, Kusuo slowly heals Aren’s wounds but it's slow and weak because Kusuo barely goes into the water since Aren always tries to come and find him after having bonded with him for a smaller amount than few days.

Aren notices that one thing Kusuo does is ask questions about "human affairs." He seems to think Kusuo has only grown on islands and rarely associates with people, seeing how as he was butt-nude and carrying nothing but injur- hey, now that he thought about it. Why was Kusuo so injured back then?

Aren becomes more suspicious of Kusuo despite his seemingly weak persona.

Kusuo tries his all to learn about humans from Aren because as a merman, and as a powerful one at that. He has never set afoot shore with humans, much less be allowed to interact with them with his family's fear of him being discovered and brutally killed. Kusuo has heard Kusuke talk about humans selling fish for money and food. How Kusuke knows so, is beyond him. But somehow, Aren seems different than those horrible stories Kusuke talks of.

Though, Aren was a pirate, a dangerous like of the ocean and hated by most sea life. The man himself was actually enthralling.

Time progresses, and Aren finally builds his ship with unknown supplies found on the island (provided kindly by Kusuo), and he thinks about bringing Kusuo along with him.

What do you think happens next?

[ahomeganeyatsu]

Thinking about omega Rei having his instincts "killed" during his training so when Miri comes into their life, he finds himself responding in ways he doesn't understand. It makes him doubly awkward and why he avoids Miri in the beginning.

Kazuki thought it was just Rei being his usual Rei-self. Until he notices a scent on Rei. He thought he imagined it at first. It's barely there, a blink and you'll miss kind of thing. But it slowly seeps into their space, their home, that you wouldn't have realized it hadn't been their in the first place.

It takes him quite awhile to realize that Rei was actually an omega.

Kazuki interpreted Rei's softening towards Miri as just their daughter finally wrecking the wall Rei's built up and nestling herself in that space close to Rei's heart. Loving Miri wasn't hard. No amount of resistance could last against those big round eyes of hers. The sound of her laughter warms their heart. Her hugs revitalizing their weary souls Kazuki never even thought possible.

Honestly, Kazuki had just failed to notice he'd lost the fight before it even began. And he's pretty sure Rei went through the same thing, though he wouldn't admit to it at all.

[flurty]

i've always had an inkling that something wasn't right with how i loved.

back when i was 11 playing minecraft and the shit, my friend started flirting with me hard (didn't realize it) and eventually asked me out in french. I realized it wasn't going to work because I didn't have those feelings for her, so I let her down easy.

this happened a couple of times and all the same i let them down easy because I never had feelings for any of these people.

The first relationship I got myself into was one that everyone thought we were already dating, so the girl cornered me and asked if we were dating. I told her I needed a bit to think it over, so i would get back to her. I wasn't quite sure, so I spent the night thinking and came to the conclusion that if all my friends thought i was dating, I must love her. This was 10th grade.

We broke up two years later because she went away for college. I wasn't heart broken at all. Sad to lose a friend, but that was that. In our relationship, I never did anything romantic, I just did what I thought relationships were from all the fanfic I read (i can bake a mean brownie, and enjoyed cooking for her).

My second girlfriend I thought I loved romantically. Turns out I rushed into things. I liked her aesthetics. Or maybe I just really love a friend before it normalizes. Kinda like a honeymoon period. Idk. That relationshop lasted a year with me feeling so stupid for getting myself into that relationship and trying to make myseld love her. It didn't work, and that was the worst breakup ever. I think we broke up 6 or 7 times in a month. I was heartbroken. Not because I loved her, but because I felt like I let her down.

Finally, my last relationship, I promised I wouldn't get myself into one, but I think I was trying to fill in a void. I was a year after graduating HS, most of my friends didn't talk to me. But at my work this one girl talked to me. Found out we liked writing. Shared our poems with each other. I wanted to show her my genealogy research, invited her home. We ended up kissing. In a panic I wanted to take it back so I blurted out I was asexual and she giggled and said that she could fix that.

And for a while I thought I was stupid for thinking I was. But again, after "the honeymoon period," I was treating her like a friend. A close friend. Making food, etc. Even kissing. I never let it get close to sex as I would panic (sexual trauma from when I was a kid). And I'm very thankful it never progressed.

After a year and a half she found someone else, ghosted me for three months. then came back into my life for a day to break up with me. And I was relieved.

I'll continue this later, need to get back to work. Gonna include my revelations and what I learned about romantic, sexual attractions and hopefully help some of y'all with your questioning.

[stemmmm]

more people gotta try this shit where bill has not improved and will not change but he's just chilling so its fine probably. its great

[northernfireart]

read the whole story> here by @clarionglass :)

[katsdreamdiary]

warning: parent abuse

In this stressful nightmare, I can't remember much but there was a lot of junk on the floor I needed to help pick up at my dead grandma's old house [that was demolished irl.] I'd say something then my mom would start screeching at me. Anything I'd say, she'd screech at me. Then I said something and she was so enraged she jumped at me trying to hit me. I decided to hit back. My uncles entered and were disturbed.

[velvetwyrme]

aHhh okay so the discussions of Titan!Megatron on @callsign-relic's blog have fully. FULLY taken over my brain and ive been drawing stuff for it for like the last few days nonstop

the tl;dr of this is AU is pretty much "what if Megatron got turned into a titan/cityformer as a form of penance/imprisonment and now roams the empty wasteland of Cybertron forever" plus "IDW Megatron has really fucked up internals so... what if that, but as a City?"

and of course since he's a Titan, that also means he has a cityspeaker... or three. One per sub-AU thing. Theres 3 options. 3 flavours of AU.

i have so much art to make. but in the meantime, for more info! check out the #titan au tag on Relic's blog :]!! (also uhh potential ns//fw warning for the link shfjbdkd)

Hi. My battery is running out once again so design and art notes get chucked here instead of an image.

The cuffs and collar are hardwired into Megatron, so I made the lights the same colour as his biolights!

I imagine that on the tops of his shoulders there are solar panels, even if you can't see them here lol.

I really wanted to keep the swirly bits on Megatron's chest from IDW

Other art notes:

The second picture with the seekers is (loosely) inspired by a discussion about whether or not Megatron gets visitors or not. I thought about who would visit him and well... I think this is as close as Starscream realistically gets to visiting him.

Extra detail about that piece is that Thundercracker and Skywarp are keeping watch from above! Also drawing Megatron took me like 8 hours because I was struggling with his legs really badly kshffkbfkdsbdk,, the background went much faster, funnily enough.

Optimus specifically isn't wearing his Autobot badge any more.

This isn't relevant in this series of images, but Ultra Magnus's eye markings are only on the Magnus armour. His other two forms do not have them :] (... until he begins to discard the armour, that is.)

Megatron is roughly 3200m/2 miles tall. Technically he could have clouds around his knees, but I thought this looked a little bit cooler lol.

Also, height chart! Him big. I didn't even attempt to put a human for scale because that'd be. near impossible with this scale.

[gotchibam]

Shiny Mimikyu, Shiny Sylveon, and Shiny Whimsicott ko-fi doodle for wanderbanana! ✨

[loveindefinitely]

task force 141 with a controversially young civilian girlfriend.

-> mentions of large age-gaps, referenced sexual content, alcohol use. afab!fem!reader. minor dubcon (everyone's drunk.)

thinking that you're studying in uni. working on the side to try and afford rent and, if you're lucky, some noodles every other night. you don't really get seen compared to your friends, who go out clubbing and spend their spare time on dating apps.

one time, your friend drags you to a bar. not usually your scene, considering its clientele is more for tradies, and military-type men. not like the stuck-up blue collar boys at your uni.

cue you getting drunk off your ass, barely even standing, when you bump into one johhny mactavish.

he holds your elbows, your chest crashing into his. gentle with it, too -- kind and sweet and grounding.

"y'alright, lass?" he asks, a small smirk on his face, eyes darting across your frame greedily. he, in all fairness, looks nearly as drunk as you. he stumbles a little with your weight.

you giggle, tilting your head to look at him. say something stupid like, "you don't look like a student."

his brows raise, his dimples deepen. "aye, very smart, hen."

you preen with the compliment, a cheesy grin stuck to your face. you make no move to stand up and leave. you think your friend just left with a guy anyways.

johnny moves you, muscled arm around your waist as he takes you to a booth.

three other men sit in it, only one looking somewhere in a ten-year age bracket to you. they're all impossibly large, filling out the space with ease. your stomach swoops, but you easily blame the alcohol.

manoeuvring you so you sit in his lap, johnny's hand is a comforting weight on your waist. he huffs a laugh.

"didn't realise we were goin' for jailbait, soap," the youngest one chimes, dark features shining in the pub's dim light. his eyes trail your frame silkily.

you can't stop the roll of your eyes -- your inhibitions have made you senseless. "'m not, 'm completely," you drag out the syllables, "legal."

a hand on your thigh makes you jolt, and when you look over, a blonde man with a black medical mask raises an unimpressed brow. "got a problem, kid?"

you shoot him a weak glare. "not a kid. weirdo."

the arm around your waist tightens, as does the weirdo's hand encompassing your thigh.

"not scared of anythin', are you darl'?" the final man in the booth asks, hands folded together where they rest at the table. he looks at least double your age, and that simple fact along with his drawling words has your core tightening.

"what's there to be scared of?" you ask, stupidly. your head tilts to the side, unknowingly moving to rest on johnny's shoulder. he doesn't comment.

"miss bein' young and drunk," gaz sighs, hand softly gripping the gin sat on the table in front of him.

"you look young," your brows furrow, not understanding. how old could he really be, to act so nostalgic of your current predicament? "how old are you guys?"

it's an embarrassing question -- makes you feel like a child all over again. but your interest is quickly peaking, and your need for answers overpowers your need for decorum.

johnny's the one to answer, his lips brushing your ear as he whispers.

"gaz, the pretty one over there, he's twenty-eight," he murmurs, heat stirring low in your gut as you nod mindlessly, meeting gaz's eyes.

johnny stokes his thumb over the skin of your hip, and you curl into him further -- stranger be damned.

"i'm thirty," he hums, and god, he sounds so fucking sensual you're about to melt into his arms. if you aren't already.

"the guy in the mask?" said man's hand tightens impossibly against your skin, fingers just shy of grazing your aching pussy, "he's thirty-seven. got a lot of experience, aye?"

you shudder.

"what about you?" you end up voicing, shyly meeting the last man's gaze. he takes a slow sip of his whiskey.

he leans back into the cushion, eyeing you carefully.

"forty-three."

your thighs squeeze together, and fuck, if that's not a turn-on. no matter how unsafe you should feel, surrounded by four military-grade, older men, it only manages to have you wet beyond belief.

all you can manage is one question.

"take me home?"

[tubbytarchia]

Shark toothed mermaid didn't know how to kiss her sailor crush

[cosplaysims]

opened the game for a bit and ended up with him!! u beautiful man u!!! will delete later because it's a low-q snip...and then my pc crashed seconds after (prays that the gallery save pulled through)

[pro-penlicker]

im not even gonna explain the context but i bring you this. ill end: Novan's main motivation for fighting in the war is so his daughter can grow up in a better place

Novan originally joined the fight in order to avenge his family and ancestors that were lost in the genocide (old backstory) but his motivation changed when his daughter Mira, was brought into the world

Mira had lost her mother right from birth, and even though Novan drowned himself in sorrow, he wasn't going to let that happen to her again. Even though Mira may never get to have fond childhood memories of her father, as long as she gets to grow up in a country where she won't know anymore hurt

Bayberry was never going to be a story about the revolution in the Empire, about how the empire fell and was built anew my originally idea was to write a love story about two enemies, one of the side of the Empire and the other on the side of the revolutionists

uhh insert something about leaving the fate of the empire in the reader's hands, idk i'm rlly tired i am gonna go sleep i think

[wanologic]

#besties

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

You made her cry, time to die.

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[bew-berry]

Set up my laptop and have been slowly drabblin...but I'm sleepy so sleep time now and work on later.