#clam shell bra

[memoryaqua]

"The Little Mermaid" picture book, 1981

Illustrations by Shinya Takahashi

[memoryaqua]

Before leaping into the water, find out if she's a mermaid or a siren.

Falling for scams does hurt people, actually

TW: Human trafficking, SA, torture, discussion of scam farms

I see a whole bunch of people arguing that they would rather risk giving to a scammer than ignore someone's gofundme. I also see people saying things like "I can't believe some sick people are profiteering off genocide" and like, me neither, but I feel like you guys really don't understand who actually runs these kinds of scams and what they are.

Scams of noticeable scale-- like scam asks being sent from hundreds of accounts to every user on Tumblr!-- are typically related to organised crime in poor countries, not Susan from Milwaukee who wants a new coat and has no scruples. People get trafficked by gangs to scam farms in Asia and Africa where they're worked to the bone and tortured trying to get idiots in wealthy countries to part with their money. Genocide profiteering is pretty much the least evil thing these people do.

Here's a UN article on it. Obvious warnings for content related to human trafficking and SA.

When you donate to a scammer, you fund these organisations and give them a reason to exist. It's possible some of the fundraisers are legit. I honestly find it unlikely given I'm not seeing any from any other countries where urgent fundraisers would seem to have great reason to exist but which haven't captured the same level of attention on Tumblr-- the number of Sudanese, Congolese, Ukrainian, Burmese or Uyghur fundraisers in my DMs is a fat 0. In any case, there are safer ways to help.

If you want to help (which is great!) you don't have to take the risk of paying for human trafficking. Donate to legitimate charities which have the resources to safely and effectively ensure the money and help is getting to the right people. Funding human trafficking rings in Myanmar is not a good risk to be taking while trying to help.

[sinsandsuccubus]

High on the Beach - Urban Wyatt

Context: Urban gives you a proposition - having sex while high.

Genre: smut

Word Count: 1.4k

Pairings: Urban Wyatt x Fem!Gf!Reader

Warnings: 18+ ! Sexual Activity

a/n: I wrote this while I was in line at the DMV to get my car inspected. Then got high and finished it. If you notice any mistakes, thats why.

Please DO NOT ENGAGE if not older than stated age. Reader's discretion is advised. I am not responsible if YOU CHOOSE to continue.

-

Masterlist ☽☾

The beach was just about empty at this time of night, the sky now a beautiful deep blue, the waves crashing against the shore. You and Urban had been to this spot numerous times now, this being where your third date had taken place.

It had been a little over a year since then, and now the place often became a spot where the two of you would come at night to smoke, sitting underneath a large rock, its front and middle portion open, resembling the opening of a clam shell.

You took a hit off your pen, the smooth flavor coating your tastebuds. Urban looked over and laughed, taking a long drag off his blunt. You turned to look at him, squinting your eyes.

“What’s so funny Wyatt?” You questioned him, placing your hand on his thigh.

“You smoking out of that flavored USB stick.” He smiled, taking a sip of his drink.

“Hey! Just because I want my weed flavorful instead of tasting like grass doesn’t permit you to make fun of me! I’m still smoking weed.” You pouted, smacking your boyfriend on the shoulder. He smiled at you, kissing your pouting lips.

The kiss started quickly, before turning into a demanding sensual kiss. Urban pulled you into his lap, the blunt still between his fingers as he kissed you, holding your chin. He pulled back from you, a trail of salvia following your lips.

“Why’d you pull away?” You questioned, looking into his blue eyes.

“We haven’t talked about this before, but I’ve been thinking about it for a while,” Urban spoke, looking off to watch the waves. You turned his chin back towards you, pecking his lips once more.

“Well, out with it.”

“I’ve wanted to try having sex while we’re high.” He spoke softly, looking at you through his lashes, waiting for your response.

You rolled it over in your head, Urban taking note.

“You can say no. I just…. I know when I tried it for the first time, it felt amazing. And I want to experience that with you.” He smiled, you nodding your head in response.

“I’m down.” You spoke confidently, smiling at him. A blush grew on his cheeks, you kissing them as a reassuring gesture.

“We can stop whenever you want to, I don’t want you to feel pressured.” He began to ramble, you taking the blunt out of his hands before putting it in the ashtray next to the blanket the two of you were sitting on. The beach was deserted, your concern about being caught flying out the window.

You pressed your lips against him, the kiss turning needy as you grabbed his face and he grabbed your waist, moving you to rock your hips against his dick.

“You’re so hot.” He spoke, picking up his blunt and taking a hit before kissing you again, blowing the smoke into your mouth.

You took it in, kissing him a little longer before pulling away, and blowing the smoke back out your mouth. You coughed slightly, Urban turning your head towards him as he let out a chuckle, kissing your lips. He began to pull and tug at your clothes, pulling your shirt over your head. The lace of your bra appeared from under your shirt, Urban slipping his hands under them to pull at your breast.

“Fuck.” You moaned out, tilting your head back. You began to roll your hips on your own, placing your hands on his shoulders.

“Baby, I need you to take your pants off.” He spoke, looking at you in the eyes, urgency in his fingertips.

“Take off your shirt first.” You spoke, moving to kiss his neck. You sucked and bit into the skin, pulling and tugging at the flesh. He then pushed you away, pulling off his shirt. You moved to his chest, sucking and pulling at the skin of his collarbones, feeling his muscles move against your mouth.

“Fuck, baby.” He moaned into you, taking another hit of his blunt.

Before you knew it, both of your pants were gone and you were sinking onto his dick, moaning at the fullness.

“Baby.” You moaned, taking another hit from your pen before rocking your hips.

“Mmm,” Urban responded with another moan, pulling you down to kiss him.

You planted your feet firmly, slowly beginning to bounce up and down on his dick. It was hitting all the right places, your body shaking with each ride down. Your speed began to slow, almost coming to a complete stop before resting your head on Urban’s shoulder.

“Y/N… baby, gotta move,” Urban mumbled into your neck, kissing the sensitive skin.

“M’cant. It feels… too good. I need to…” You moaned at the plunging sensation in your lower body, your pussy spazzing.

Your eyes fell between the two of you, where Urban had decided to fuck up into you, positioning himself to go further deep inside you.

“Ohfuckohfuckohfuck.” You continued to moan, your body beginning to slowly shake once again.

“Rub your clit, rub that fucking clit.” Urban commanded, your body tensing at his tone. You followed his instructions, rubbing your clit faster and faster.

When you couldn’t continue, Urban paused, coming to a stop before flipping the two of you over, your back warm against the heat of the sand.

“Looks like I’ll have to do it my damn self.” He grunted, placing your legs over his shoulders before pounding into you, using a free hand to rub at your clit.

“Urb- Urban, please. I’m gonna-“

“Cum for me. Cum on this dick, baby, I want it.”

Except you didn’t cum.

You squirted.

Fluids splattered all across his abdomen, his dick pushed out of your pussy.

He looked at you, mouth open before muttering a silent fuck, and pushing back into you. Your body began to shake, your legs spasming amongst his shoulders.

“Urban, I’m too sensitive-“

“Take it Y/N, take it. Make me cum, make me cum pretty girl.” And once again you let go, your orgasm rushing over you.

“Fuck fuck fuck.” And with that Urban pulled out and came, rubbing the tip of his head over your clit. You squirted some more, Urban letting out more grunts, sensitive. The two of you breathed together, Urban falling on top of you in exhaustion.

“Fuck, baby, that was-“ Before he could finish that sentence, you covered his mouth, pushing him off of you.

“I hear footsteps.”

The two of you scrambled to put your clothes on, shaking from adrenaline as you hid your greenery in your tote bag. Urban quickly laid down and pulled you on top of him, pretending to be asleep.

It worked, as two beach officers turned on their flashlights and peered into the area, Urban sitting up to act blinded by their lights.

“What’s going on?” He shielded the lights from his face, you tagging along in his acting skills as you rolled over and clung to him, tucking your face in his side. The officers turned their flashlights off, looking at the two of you.

“It’s past hours. You need to leave the beach.” One of the officers spoke, the other tilting his head.

“What are you guys doing out here this late?” He looked between the two of you, Urban pulling you closer before he spoke up.

“She had a rough day, figured I’d take her to the beach to watch the sunset. I guess we fell asleep to the sound of the waves.”

“Sorry officers, won’t happen again.” You winced, playing along. The one officered nodded his head before the other spoke.

“Mmm, it’s not a problem. Some people come out here for other activities. That’s why we monitor the beach” He spoke, walking the two of you back to Urban’s car after you packed your things.

“Really?”

“Yup. Mostly sex. My partner and I have caught quite the amount so far this year.” You turned to the other man walking alongside Urban, nodding his head in agreement.

“That’s disgusting, I wouldn’t want to get sand in my butt.” You spoke, the two officers laughing in response. Urban looked at you and rolled his eyes, a chuckle slipping his lips.

“What she said.”

[simsphere]

Not So Berry - Mint Lookbook 🧪

Everyday 1: Top | Skirt | Hair | Sandals

Everyday 2: Top | Trousers | Hair | Sneakers

Formal: Dress | Bag | Hair | Shoes

Athletic: Base game sports bra | Shorts | Sneakers |

Sleep: T-shirt | Socks | Underwear

Party: Top | Skirt | Shoes

Swimwear: Swimsuit | Sunglasses

Hot weather: Top | Get to Work shorts | Sandals

Cold weather: Dress | Boots | Hat

Misc: Science tattoos | Clam shell tattoo

thank u lovely cc creators ♡ - @grafity-cc, @sentate, @qicc, @serenity-cc, @simstrouble, @greenllamas, @madlensims, @sims-therapy, @jius-sims, @ajduckie, @aharris00britney, @eunosims, @miikocc & more!

[adobe-outdesign]

Do you have any opinion on the Clamperl line(s)?

Clamperl is a pretty cute thing. There's really nothing to it other than Being a Clam, but it does have a pleasant design with the blue and pink combo. I think that it's neat that its head is effectively the pink pearl inside, which is surrounded by a good amount of fleshy clam bits. I also like that the blush marks are perfectly circular and the eyes are perfect half circles, so the whole thing has a visual pattern, especially with the semi-circular blue bits around it.

However, while I have no issues with Clamperl as a design, I do think it's a pretty bizarre pre-evo. Huntail and Gorebyss go together—similar body shape, similar tails with Huntail's even resembling Gorebyss' head, etc.—but them both evolving from a clam is very random. There's not much similarity between it and its evos either; the closest I can get is that the circular blush resembles Huntail's false eyespots, and obviously the colors split, but anything beyond that is a stretch.

(Also, I keep hearing people say that Clamperl is supposed to be an egg, but there's nothing in canon that supports or even suggests that. In fact, Spoink's pearls come from Clamperl, making it even more unlikely.)

The actual reason for this, as we'll get into later, is that most of these designs come from completely different unrelated lines that got slapped together during production. I like all of the designs well enough in isolation, but they really lack coherency when put together.

Huntail is definitely my favorite of these three. Vaguely based off a gulper eel, it keeps up with Clamperl's circle motif by including half-circle fins and spots all over its body. Like a lot of IRL deep-sea fish, the spots are actually bioluminescent, with the tail serving as a lure. Neat!

Beyond that, I like the orange accents and how they pop against the blue. The circles break up the body nicely without being overbearing, and the tiny dot eye matches the spots. Just nicely designed overall.

The Spaceworld demo shows that Gorebyss had a more gulper eel-like design originally and was the third stage in a completely different line. This line... is not any more coherent than the one we got, so no loss here. Huntail's finalized design is also much better than this prototype.

To make things even more of a mess, the first sunfish in this line had a completely different earlier evo line that had nothing to do with sharks or eels.

Gorebyss is all right, though not as good as Huntail. It's more or less a long-nosed chimaera, which is a neat inspiration for an animal, and it goes pretty well with Gorebyss. I like the palette again here and the delicate wispy parts coming off of its head.

I also like that it's actually a violent blood-sucking predator.

However, I really dislike that weird seashell bra thing it has. It breaks up the otherwise smooth body shape, is more detailed than anything else on its body, and why does a fish need a bra? I would say they're left over from Clamperl's shell, except the shape is completely different. It would've looked much better to have had more of the white stripes there, which would make the ones on its tail feel less out of place. You could also do a row of spots down its body instead, to further its connection to Huntail.

Anyway, overall, all of these lines are pretty good individually, with Huntail being the strongest and Gorebyss the weakest. Mostly it's just the lack of coherency that drags the line down a bit.

[missrosemaris-stuff]

Merpeople!

For clarity, because my handwriting is chicken scratch, here’s what the images say—

—

Tilly and Cricket’s image (left to right, in reference to jewelry and outfits):

Clown fish. Fish hooks with sea grapes on sharp part to avoid injury. Seaweed covering.

Chip’s image (left to right, in reference to jewelry, hair, and eyes):

Lionfish. Tons of jewelry to show status and wealth. Dyes and straightens hair with crushed rocks or clay and clams (snapped on hair and pulled down to straighten). Big wide eyes (pupils can dilate when in dark or focused)

Teeth: Tooth gap still present. Lionfish teeth wrap all around the mouth in circles. Front facing view.

—

I didn’t do a full body for Chip, however, he is based on a lionfish as the text above indicates. Not sure if I’ll do a full body, but that’s what he is!

The notes are just a bunch of ideas for merfolk lore I thought of. Specifically about fashion. I imagine their jewelry specifically would define either their wealth, status, or culture. Chip, for example, wears pearls and clams which while would be easy to harvest for their kind, I imagine would still be precious/fashionable enough to be seen as indicators of wealth.

Tilly, on the other hand, while wearing jewelry, wears essentially makeshift jewelry. Whatever she can find. They’re made with hooks and sea grapes placed on the ends to avoid getting poked from the sharp edges. There is the concern of the hooks getting rusty, which in all honesty I didn’t think about at first, but for fantasy reasons, I’ll just say they either aren’t affected by rust because fantasy, or the hooks used aren’t actually metal, but made out of another material, and merfolk are conscious about which kind of hooks they use.

The seaweed covering would be similar to those shell covering kinda things we see in media, but the different materials also show signs of wealth. Tilly’s more likely to wear seaweed as a covering while Gloria may wear shells, and someone above her wealth class would wear something expensive. I imagine they’re mainly optional, kinda like the human equivalent of going without a bra or with one, it’s all about personal taste and comfort.

This is by no means apart of the drawings, but I also thought about their diets as well. Odds are they’d resemble the same diets their irl fish counterparts do, which is hilarious to me because it fits eerily well. Lionfish are carnivores, eating specifically other fish and invertebrates (ex.crabs and shrimp). Clownfish are omnivores, eating just about anything they can find. So, in short, Chip’s incredibly picky, and I think that’s fittingly hilarious

[mushroom-pal]

merpeople with bras that r made of other shells other than clam shells. is this anything

[archipelagoofliterarynonsense]

New hot conspiracy just dropped that I just came up with:

So this post is not to go after the new little mermaid (i think the actors did the absolute best they could with what they had- it just looks disappointing to me because the animators looked rushed and not properally compensated for their time- thats the studios fault- not the cast)

However-

This post is more about the character history of Ariel. Hear me out:

So when we go back to the original disknee animation

We all are aware of her clam shells- its iconic... but even as a kid realizing that you dont just get clam shells from clams who have shed their shells but rather you would have to end a clams life to provide this look- and thats fair since they have to eat SOMETHING under the sea- even tho Ariel is notorious for befriending any and all sea life in the ocean

This is further demonstrated as a point in the little mermaid parody on robot chicken (if you search little mermaid robot chicken is in the best of collection) but in the RC sketch they show that the mermaids kill indiscriminately to provide their fashion- thats the first half of the theory and i realize RC is parody- but they make a good point generally.

Now we have the character design for Halle Bailey-

And if you'll notice the famous clam shell bra is gone- replaced by- (stay with me on this) seemingly.... the skin (flesh) of another fish (containing notable scales) which would work with cannon and the spoofing of RC.

Only- only one problem here:

Which fish in the sea have those scale colors? Yea. Think about it. None of them do.

The only feasible explanation is exactly horrific enough that it came to mind today-

Its other mermaids.

You only get those colors and patterns on other mermaid tails.

So if this tracks... which I genuinely feel it does then-

[shittheraidparadesays]

April: My Ghost has a clam shell bra. Alexis: For it's Ghost bitties. April: Actually, it's just one clam shell. Alexis: It's unibitty. -8/2/2023

[nightingaletrash]

oh yeah, Bakura did just straight up murder a bunch of guys huh. yeah, this is just the hunger games arc

the duellist kingdom arc really was just the hunger games with cards instead of weapons, huh

[ugh-yoongi]

and if we get frontal nude seokjin but with clam shell bras this is on you jewel lmao

CLAM SHELL BRAS i'm crine

[stabby-potato]

Do mermaids still need to use shells as bras? There's tons of trash floating around the ocean, I'm sure they can find a bra in there.

Probably a pretty poor bra, but its gotta be better than clams or starfish right??

[wickedsrest-rp]

NAME: Lollusc

RARITY: ★☆☆☆☆

THREAT LEVEL: ★★★☆☆☆ | Commonplace but relatively easy to avoid. Have been known to cause deaths and injury.

HABITAT: Usually buried in the intertidal zone in New England beaches, though the domestic subspecies can be found as household pets.

DESCRIPTION: Lolluscs are large, clam-like creatures that spend most of their time buried in the sand. They’re a very diverse species with many subspecies offshoots, though it often takes an expert to visually distinguish between them. They vary in size, with the more common juveniles looking (and tasting) like regular clams, and adults reaching the size of a deer. A lollusc buried in sand will remain inert if dug up, and won’t bother anyone. However, when the tide goes out, lolluscs unearth themselves and walk around using long tendrils, searching for food while everything else is being dried out from the sun.

It’s when lolluscs encounter humans while in this active hunting state that there’s usually trouble. When a lollusc encounters prey too large to simply toss in its gullet, it emits nitrous oxide gas (“laughing gas”) forcefully toward their intended prey, which is supposed to disorient. Though the lolluscs aren’t affected by their own gas, the change in their internal pressure when releasing it creates a noise that sounds like laughter. Fishermen harvest lolluscs all the time, and this isn’t usually problematic if the lolluscs are stationary and simply dry out.

ABILITIES: Few are immune to the nitrous oxide lolluscs pump out at high speed. Many have lost their lives by laughing at a lollusc while they should have been running the other way. Their shells have razor sharp edges which can easily cut people, and infection of the wound is likely. Lolluscs do have tendrils they scamper around on, so they’re mobile, but not especially quick. 

WEAKNESS: The shell of a lollusc is very difficult to break, but targeting their squishy innards is the most effective way to kill them. They can be rendered immobile if their tendrils are cut, though they grow back quickly. Countering the nitrous oxide can be a bigger problem given the aim and speed of a lollusc; while gas masks can work, most better hope they’re able to keep their bearings while high. The undead are unaffected by the gas. When a lollusc is dug up and inside of its shell, it is harmless until the tide goes out and it senses it’s time to hunt. A lollusc exposed to the sun for a prolonged amount of time (hours) is liable to dry out.

OTHER VARIANTS:

Bawllusc: This less common subspecies of lollusc is visually indistinguishable, but their method of hunting differs which can take people off guard. Rather than laughing gas, bawlluscs release a strange gas that makes victims begin to cry uncontrollably. This is functionally similar as it distracts the intended prey more than enough for the bawllusc to have lunch.

Drawllusc: These lolluscs “draw” in the sand using their tendrils, creating patterns and designs that lure people in closer. Something about these markings mesmerizes those who look at them too long, causing them to essentially freeze in place as they admire or try to understand the work. The drawllusc takes advantage of this and strikes. 

Sprawllusc: This subspecies of lollusc has especially long tendrils, which they’re uniquely able to extend while buried in the sand. These spread out into a large network, allowing the sprawllusc to sense the footfalls of possible prey in the sand anywhere over one of the tendrils. The sprawllusc then tunnels underneath and springs up like a trap, attempting to swallow their food whole. Sprawlluscs lack any kind of offensive or defensive gas, and their tendrils are a bright orange, distinguishing them from the others.

Lollux: Of all the dang options, someone decided it was worth domesticating lolluscs. This started out as a simple aquaculture venture for food purposes, but the lolluscs were bred for smaller sizes making them suitable for home. These small lolluscs were branded “lollux” and over time have become a distinct subspecies. They’re about the size of a normal clam and need a sandy aquarium tank to thrive, and happily eat snails or small fish. Lollux no longer blast nitrous oxide but instead emit a foul odor when frightened (it smells like bad milk). Many owners paint their lolluxs’ shells in fun colors with lollux-safe paint, and enter them into contests at the Annual Lollux Convention.

NOTE: The tendrils of a lollusc are actually modified offshoots of the “foot” found in all molluscs.

[cartoonjohn]

"Are those... Clam Shells?"

Kiari Held out her arms in a presentory fashion, proudly displaying the shells bound together by a small band tightly hugging her chest.

"Do you like it? They say it's the latest fashion in the big cities!"

"Uhh... well it looks... rigid." Opa said in a tone that betrayed how uncomfortable she thought the new article of clothing looked. "They look a little itchy."

"Ohh, yeah, it took a little while to get used to it, but if I don't keep up with the latest trends, how am I EVER going to become a famous fashionista?"

"If being a fashionista means strapping mollusks to my boobs, I'm not interested." Opa said bemused. She knew she was validated the rest of the day as Kiari would often adjust the thing as it clearly irritated her skin.

[memoryaqua]

"Spongebob" Mermaids

If Mindy is slightly a parody of Ariel, I'm thinking these divas are a parody of Mermaid Lagoon.