#baby shark pup
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Ight let me cook
sorry if I’m bothering with this drawing request
but could you pls do
Six scuba diving inside of a old underwater shipwreck while she is wearing a yellow short sleeved wetsuit diving fins and diving mask
Six would come across a scarred friendly Great White Shark Pup and pets it as they both decide to hunt for fish together due to Six armed with a underwater speargun and secretly her teeth aswell and hungry nature
while exploring the eerie underwater shipwreck finding kinds of different things inside it and sneakily find a abandoned treasure chest together and swim together back to the surface of the water and meanwhile Mono would be worriedly confused while in a boat wondering where the hell Six went as it was in the middle of the night
until Mono gets spooked by Six surfacing and alongside with the great white shark pup and treasure chest as it gets thrown abroad onto the boat
Mono be worriedly complaining to Six but she is to focused picking up the great white shark pup like a cat in her arms while in the water and giving a unphased look and Mono be utter baffled by the treasure chest staring at it .
sorry if this is a lot
i would make a full blown comic of this but i don’t have the time :((
so instead i have a series of sketches that kind of emulate what ur saying?? hope u like them
i wish i could’ve drawn more but this is all i can do for now <3
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Whalemack!
He’s a gray/grey whale, very nice and VERY big (though about half the size of a blue whale). He’s been mostly solitary for a while, sometimes joining other whales on their migrations, but then he starts collecting little mer children that make travel hard. I’ll probably add some scars from boats/etc to this design. And we need to figure out if mers have tattoos 🧐
#hello half dolphin/half whale Kevin#ahem#yeah the little unmarked thing at the top of the size comparison chart is me figuring out exactly how small a basking shark pup should be#there is a certain little lost basking shark baby that Wymack finds floating dangerously in the middle of the ocean#so he takes him and carries him while he sleeps#and after that the shark kind of swims in and out of his care#little thing’s got a habit of slipping away from him#(until he can’t)#but this is for another post that I’m publishing in like three seconds#or like three minutes#ANYWAY#whalemack can carry all his kids at once#big strong dad#fan art#my art#aftg#all for the game#david wymack#mer au#oops all mers au#whalemack#mer research notes
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#i screamed#good news#science#environmentalism#nature#environment#animals#conservation#sharks#great white shark#baby animals#shark pups
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May I make a request for something potentially NSFW? Depends on how you'd want to write it. Let's say Squalo and his SO make a bet and Squalo loses. Now he's obligated to follow SO's whims.
(Best of luck applying to/ getting ready for grad school!)
Omg thank you so much for the well wishes! I’m in the “just graduated, working for experience, dreaming of grad school” phase of my life and it’s ruff so fanfic is my solace. I love this cute lil req! I went for something more sfw initially but.. there's an alternate nsf/w scene utc!
♡ Squalo Loses a Bet ✧
contents: Superbi Squalo/gnSO, established relationship, f-bombs, Idk why I give Squalo a potty mouth time after time, alt. scenario is just straight up smut now oops
250 words.
“Aaand, I win!”
“What?!”
“You lost the bet, Squalo. Look,” they gesture to prove their point before crossing their arms in front of them again. They were right, there was no way that he could fight them on this without looking like a fool. Did he want to try gaslighting the love of his life for the sake of his pride? Probably not. His breath gets caught in his throat, and he finally scoffs, shoulders slumping and eyes rolling in annoyance.
“Fine, okay, whatever.” Squalo avoids their gaze, not wanting to face them and their shit-eating grin.
“What do you want? Dinner? Flowers? A massage? Mone-”
“That’s a good idea!”
“What is?”
“Flowers,” their eyes shift quickly up and down, tracing over his long hair. “flowers… in your hair!”
“No! No.”
“Too bad, Squ. A deal’s a deal.”
୨୧ ⁺˳₊ ...
Dexterous fingers pull the hair tie tight at the end of the thick silver braid. “Aah, my lovely Raperonzolo,” they coo, adjusting the flowers as they arrange them in his hair until they deemed it perfect.
“Shut up,” he grumbles, eyes scanning over the documents in front of him. He signs at the bottom and places it into the neat pile on his desk. Squalo’s long legs extend in front of him as he pushes himself back in the rolling chair, looking over his shoulder at his partner. “You fuckin' done yet?”
They nod happily, before holding a mirror up to show him his beautifully arranged hair.
His scream of horror echoed down the halls that afternoon.
contents: orgasm denial, oops. implied soon-to-be fellatio. every whim? subby Squ?? in my haunted house? it's 2024, yes.
278 words.
“What do you want? Dinner? Flowers? A massage? Mone-”
“Nope.”
“Then what- ..voi-?!” He was interrupted by his significant other placing a hand firmly on his sternum and pushing his back to the wall. His eyebrow raises, a corner of his mouth lifting as his grey eyes search their features, reading their expression, trying to gauge the mood and determine how to react.
“You promised, every.. whim,” the look in their eyes shows him that he’s in for a long rest of the night.
୨୧ ⁺˳₊ ...
"H-hey.." his chest heaves, his snowy locks falling over his shoulders and sticking to his sweat-covered skin. "You.. gonna let me.. cum, now?" his question catches in his throat, feeling a little hoarse from the course of the night.
Dexterous fingers trace along his jaw, his partner's bottom lip pronounced in a small, mocking pout. "Mmm.. poor pup," they muse, wrapping their fingers firmly around him and squeezing as they brush their thumb over the tip, wet with their mixed fluids. He tenses, letting out an uncomfortable groan and pulling against the restraints.
"The fuck did you call m-shit.. hah.."
Any other day, they wouldn't dare say that to his face, but something about every whim really empowered them this time, and he cannot deny the way his dick twitched at their touch. It's not like he doesn't notice how they're practically drooling as they eyed him like this.
"I want to hear you whine, again.." they get down on their knees for the first time that night, opening their mouth and sticking their tongue out, millimetres from where he wishes they would use it.
"then yes, I'll let you- no, make.. you.. cum."
#super fun fact baby sharks are called pups#khr#hitman reborn#katekyo hitman reborn#khr x reader#khr imagines#khr smut#superbi squalo x reader#superbi squalo
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HI HELLOOOOO!!!! mer!bruce's babies licking Clark's face like they are overenergized puppies. Like they jump out of water and jump on him on his fucking boat to lick his face akfmsmdsksk
hi!!!!
all of bruce’s pups launching out of the water at once and clark ends up flat on the deck in a puppy puddle
or they’ll just randomly jump into his arms so he can throw them back into the water. it’s a fun game they play.
#(baby sharks are called pups so i’m gonna call merbabies pups)#if i could draw i would be furiously sketching the puppy puddle rn#all this mer!bruce stuff is tempting me into writing a fic#bruce wayne#clark kent#superbat#batman#superman#batfam#dc#dc comics
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#pups#puppies#dogs#doggos#guero#bravo#echo#babies#my pups#puppers#my little girl#my boys#triplet sharks
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perhaps the funniest thing ever is me being a huge fan of sharks AND being a huge fan of clef. like hm. yeah. i would enjoy the guy with canonical shark-like teeth, wouldnt i.
#[ren]#GRIPS CHAIR. I THINK THATS SO COOL BTW. HIS SHARK TEETH I MEAN. ITS SOOO INTERESTING.#hey . hey did you know shark teeth are. designed to hold their prey and take large chunks out at a time.#did u know shark babies are called pups.#A GROUP OF SHARKS IS CALLED A FUCKING SHIVER. A SHIVER OF SHARKS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!#i can analyse this. it means nothing and is purely to make him scary but i can find meaning in it.
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heard you wanted asks. i don't have polls yet so instead you get to choose a sea creature
🦑🐙🦈
not much of a poll if there's only one vote but whatever
🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈 sharks for the win
#I volunteer at an aquarium on weekends & the sharks are my BABIES I love them so much#We have a ton of nurse shark pups; some bonnet head sharks; and 2 bamboo sharks that used to be pets#The bamboo sharks are unbelievably sweet#And so squishy!!! You never realize how squishy sharks until you get a chance to touch one
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Is one of the benefits to being a marine biologist being able to play with shark pups?
Please tell me there is a job where you get to play with shark pups
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new oc wooooo
#oc#oc art#shark pup oc#furry#furry oc#furry art#art#artist#puppy#puppy boy#hes my new baby okay#anthro#anthro art#goober#goobersona#love that that’s a tag#hes inspired by goobersonas just fyi#furry goobersona ig#hes a litol guy
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I dont really have a favorite shark but greenland sharks are up there. Old, wise fish!
#greenland sharks are the ones with an estimated live span of 250-500 years#fucking try and wrap your head around it man#up to 500 years!!!#thats so sick and incredible#also baby sharks are called pups and i would die for every single one of em#pretty funny that i love sharks so much but have severe thalassophobia#but okay my fear of the ocean isnt about the known animals :)#just saying look up giant squid video footage theres one vid i think of a live giant squid trying to fuck up a camera#nightmare fuel#big toothy torpedos on the other hand? good boys just curious dobt want to eat us#aaaand just a disclaimer just bc i'm terrified of squids doesnt mean i want harm to come their way#i dont want to get fucked by oceanic predators? i dont go in the ocean its as easy as this#i have a strong opinion on the ocean and a stronger one to preserve its animals lol#my posts
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Sharks
Meadema x Child!Reader
Summary: Viv comes to your house and you tell her about sharks
Viv's been at your house more often now.
It's a little strange.
Viv never used to come to the house by herself.
Always with your aunties and the other Arsenal girls.
Never alone.
But now, she's always at the house by herself. She comes home with Mummy from training and they sometimes have sleepovers in Mummy's Big Bed. Sometimes, she cooks you breakfast in the morning or helps pick you up from nursery.
It's weird.
The only person that's been around this much is Daan but she's gone now. It's not that Viv's taking her place but it's just a little weird to have someone around all the time again.
"Mummy!" You call," Need help, please!"
You're trying to get your favourite crayon set out but it's trapped by all the clutter in your toy box. You tug again but can't quite seem to get it.
"Mummy!"
"Hey, liefje." It's Viv instead of Mummy and you stop to look at her.
"Where's Mummy?"
"Beth's on a phone call. Can I help?"
You think for a moment before nodding. "My crayons," You say," Can't-Can't get them."
Viv peers into your toy box, seeing the way that your crayon pack is at the very bottom. Beth warned her about this, about the fact that you had a habit of drawing on everything you could (even the walls) so your crayons had been placed at the very bottom, buried under everything so you couldn't get at them as easily.
"Here, liefje," She says, pulling them out. She hands them to you.
"Thank you, Viv," You reply. You dump them onto the coffee table with your colouring books.
You've got more than one so you look back at Viv, who doesn't quite seem to know what to do with herself now that she's left completely alone with you with no Beth to act as a buffer.
You scamper back to her side, sliding your hand against hers. "Colour with me?" You don't wait for an answer, pulling her with you to sit cross-legged at the coffee table.
You shove a colouring book at her before flicking through your other one to decide which one you want to do. It takes a little while to choose, looking between the shark and the jellyfish.
You end up choosing the shark.
"D'you know that sharks have a lot of teeth?" You ask Viv as you colour," They lose 'em a lot so they need to have a lot more to make up for it."
"Wow," Viv says as she colours too, although she's mostly just watching you," You're very smart. Do you know any more shark facts?"
"Uh-huh. Baby sharks are born with all their teeth," You change your grey crayon to silver," Mummy says it's good I wasn't born with teeth because I used to try to bite things."
"Really?" Viv sounds amused.
"Yeah but I don't anymore."
You grab green to colour in some kelp. "Baby sharks are called pups," You continue," And baby sharks don't stay with their mothers. That's sad. I want to stay with Mummy forever."
"You're very smart," Viv says again.
"Sharks are my favourite animals!" You reply before shooting to your feet. You rummage through your toy chest before returning with arms full of stuffed sharks.
You lay them all out on the table, pushing off all your crayons. You sit extremely close to Viv, closer to her than ever before.
"This is a hammerhead," You say, holding one of your toys," 'Cause their head looks like a hammer. And this is tiger shark 'cause it's got tiger stripes. And this is a whale shark. It's like a whale but it's really a shark."
"Wow."
Viv's pretty happy to sit with you and listen to your explanation of sharks. In all honesty, it's pretty impressive how much you know and you're clearly so happy to tell her so she's content to just listen.
Which is how Beth finds you both later, when she's finished her phone call.
You're practically in Viv's lap, excitedly explaining the new shark added to your collection.
"Hey, y/n," Beth says and you immediately stop talking.
"Mummy!"
You hurry to her side and hug her tight.
"Hey," She says again, a hand running over your head," Did you tell Viv all about your toys?"
"My sharks!" You nod and let Mummy pick you up, balancing you on her hip.
"Your sharks," She laughs, bouncing you slightly," Come on, Viv. Didn't you say that you knew some nice restaurant near here? Let's order dinner."
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Slowly but surely, Viv's things begin to appear in the house.
It starts small, some of her clothes and a phone charger. Next it's some of her books and then her trophies and medals. It happens so gradually that you don't even realise it happens until suddenly Viv's taking care of you on her own and never going back to her own house.
"Mummy," You say one evening as you lay on Mummy's chest while Viv does the dishes," Does Viv have a house?"
You bounce a bit from the force of Mummy's laughs. "What kind of question is that?"
You look at her. "Viv's always at our house. Does that mean she's not got a house?"
"Where have you gotten that idea?"
"You said that Daan didn't have a house anymore when she came to live with us."
Mummy sits up and you know this is going to be one of her serious talks.
"Well...Do you remember when I told you about dating?"
"When two people want to be romantic so they hang out and do stuff together."
"Yeah, that's right. Well, after people date for a bit, they move in together."
You think about that for a moment, trying to translate that into something you understand. Sharks don't do that.
"Er...Why?"
"So they can spend more time together."
Sharks don't move in with each other. Sharks don't date. It must be a human thing.
Mummy takes your silence as an invitation to continue. "And Mummy and Viv are dating so she's moving in with us."
You think about that too, finally putting together that Mummy and Daan must have dated as well but don't anymore because Mummy and Viv date now.
"Viv...lives with us?"
"She does," Mummy says," Is that okay?"
"Viv gave me a new shark," You say to Mummy instead," It's a basking shark. It's cool. Viv's cool. She can stay."
Mummy releases a long breath and affectionately rubs your cheek. "I'm glad. I like Viv a lot."
"I'm glad too," Viv says as she approaches," Otherwise I'd have to give this to some other little girl."
You don't know where she's gotten this new shark but you're very happy.
Mummy shrieks though. "Viv! That's disgusting!"
"Goblin shark!" You look between Mummy and Viv. "They're my favourite!"
It's horrifically ugly and you love it so much.
"Thank you, Viv!" You say, giving her a hug as you take it, hurrying over to what Mummy calls your 'shark shrine' to introduce your new friend to all of your old ones.
"It's so ugly, Viv," Beth complains as they both watch you play," It's going to give me nightmares."
Viv chuckles. "Just wait until you google what the real thing looks like."
#woso x reader#meadema x reader#beth mead x reader#beth mead#vivianne miedema x reader#vivianne miedema#woso community#woso fanfics#woso imagine#woso
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Could you possibly do a soap platonic fic where ghost has a 9 year old daughter and she is the total opposite of ghost, she just rambles and she meets soap at base and they instantly become infatuated with each other and ghost finds them talking about sharks in immense detail to each other???
Oh my gosh that is such a cute idea! 🥹🥹🥹
Soap had no idea Ghost had a daughter. I mean, why would he, of all people, have a kid? Ghost is a lone wolf, "I work alone," may as well be his catchphrase at this point.
So, one night when the squad goes out for drinks, Ghost having been forced to come, Soap is curious as Ghost gets a call. Soap was surprised Ghost even had a phone, he just imagined he brought a radio everywhere with him, like the strict soldier he is.
Soap watched as Ghost stepped away from the bartop, murmuring a low, "Hey, sweetheart." into his phone. He assumed that maybe Ghost had a girl back home, but when Soap listened in further, he was shocked.
"I know, I know. Daddy will be home soon, alright? Behave for the babysitter. Alright, I love you too, sweetheart. Bye."
Wow, was all Soap could think. No way The Ghost has a child. Impossible, simply impossible. But, the way Ghost spoke to whoever was on the other line...
Soap had to investigate this.
For the next few weeks, Soap kept a close eye on Ghost, trying to listen in on his phone calls, peering around him when he was texting someone.
It was a little creepy, yeah, but Soap needed to know whether or not Ghost actually has a little mini-me or not.
Ghost seemed a little off one day, constantly on his phone, being mean to the recruits, (Well, meaner than usual.) It got Soap curious again. Ghost left the base around 2pm, and Soap watched with raised eyebrows.
To his knowledge, Ghost hadn't been called out on a mission, and he had left the base wearing civilian clothes, this all got the wheels turning in Soap's brain.
Ghost came back around 4pm, and Soap immediately went to greet him. Then, he saw it. Actually, he saw her. A little girl, huddled behind Ghost's back, clutching onto his jacket with a shark plushie in her small hand.
The little girl looked up at Soap with wide eyes, a twinkle of curiosity visible. "Hey, lass, I'm Soap. What's your name?" Soap said. The girl glanced up at Ghost as if to see if it was okay to talk to the strange man, and Ghost nodded down at her.
"Beth." She answered, smiling a little up at Soap. "Do you like sharks?" Beth pointed at Soap's mohawk, clearly thinking that it looked like a shark fin.
Ghost chuckled under breath, and Soap nodded. "I do. Does this little fella have a name?" Soap crouched down in front of Beth and gestured to the shark plushie she was holding.
"Sharkie!" Beth exclaimed with a happy smile. She seemed excited to be talking about her plushie. Beth toddled over to Soap and held up the toy, showing it to him while telling him facts about sharks.
Soap looked over at Ghost, smiling to himself as he saw the proud look in Ghost's eyes as he stared down at his little girl. Ghost stepped closer to the two and placed a hand on Beth's head before kneeling down.
"Daddy's gotta go finish some work, alright? I'll be back as soon as I can, you stay with Soap." Ghost said, stroking his daughter's hair lovingly. He lent down and pressed a kiss to the top of her head through his mask before walking away.
Soap felt his heart swell with happiness at the thought of Ghost trusting him enough to let him look after his daughter. "Alright, you little menace, what do you say we go get some ice cream?" Soap smiled as the little girl squealed in excitement and nodded, grabbing Soap's hand.
The entire car ride to the ice cream parlour, Beth was chattering away in the backseat, telling Soap all about sharks. "Did you know that baby sharks are called pups? Like little dogs! Isn't that cool?"
Soap pulled into the parking lot and helped Beth out, walking into the shop with her on his hip. "Mr. Soap, can I have chocolate ice cream?" Beth asked. She tugged on Soap's sleeve, looking at him hopefully.
"Of course you can, lass." Soap smiled, ruffling Beth's mousy brown hair. Soap ordered the two of them some ice cream, getting strawberry for himself and chocolate for Beth.
Beth kept talking the whole time, excitedly telling Soap about sharks, and about that one time when Ghost took her to an aquarium and she got to see a shark in person.
"It was so cool! It was kinda big and scary, but I know my Daddy could fight it off." Beth giggled at the story, beaming as she praised her father.
It was cute, to watch this little girl who is somehow Ghost's daughter despite being the complete opposite of him, ramble about sharks. "Do you work with my Daddy, Mr. Soap?" Beth asked curiously as she nibbled on her chocolate ice cream, smearing some around her lips.
"Yeah, I do. He's my friend, as well." Soap took a bite of his own ice cream, looking over at Beth as she scooped up some of her ice cream and pretending to feed it to her shark plushie, staining the shark's face a little.
Soap checked his watch after a while, his eyes widening as he realised they'd been gone for quite a while. "Let's go back, yeah? I bet Ghost- your dad is missing you." Soap said, catching himself when he referred to Ghost by his callsign, unsure if Beth knew about that.
The girl seemed oblivious and nodded her head, wiping her mouth on her sleeve before she hopped off her chair, shark plushie in hand.
The two headed back to base and Soap took Beth to the 141's common room, putting on some random kids show on the old TV for Beth to watch.
Soap sat back, watching as Beth sat cross legged on the floor and looked up at the TV, watching eagerly as Octonauts played. Beth seemed to be really enjoying the show, giggling loudly, it made Soap smile.
Beth continued to tell Soap about shark facts, pulling one off the top of her head each time a shark would show up on screen. She is actually quite smart, she knows more about sharks than any adult Soap knows.
Neither of them noticed when Ghost entered the room, Soap being too engrossed in the facts Beth is telling him. Ghost watched from the doorway, smiling under his mask as his little girl taught Soap about sharks.
(ok but why is this over 1k words. i think i've become obsessed with parent!ghost and little beth 🥹)
#dad!ghost#parent au#no reader#ghost cod#ghost#simon ghost riley#simon riley#soap cod#john soap mactavish#johnny soap mactavish#john mactavish#soap mactavish#soap fluff#ghost fluff#asks
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so i love shark hybrid headcanons for qfoolish, but my favourite of them all is contradictorily almost an inverse hybrid headcanon where he has a hybrid trait that goes ignored.
Sharks don't care for their young, not a single species. After their eggs are laid or the pups are born females are quick to abandon their young and the pups are quick to go considering some females will eat their young, and for the males they're long long gone by that point. There's no bond formed, not between the parents nor between the parents and pups. Id like to imagine qfoolish has these core instincts from his shark half and yet they're overwritten, overpowered by adoration. He adopts Leo, and his shark side is urging him to dip, to not get attached and not to linger. But he does, and every day he grows to love her more and more as he gets to know her and she grows into his hija perfecta, his shark side smothered and silenced months ago by thick blankets of soft, warm, comfortable unconditional love. Instincts be damned that's his baby.
And so he may be more careless with playtime, sitting back and letting Leo run wild and free under what some would claim to be far too little supervision, but he'll always be there. Always there to kiss her scrapes better and tie her hair up when she's decided to dive into a particularly big muddy puddle or befriend another pack of bull terriers. Throw her over his shoulder giggling and squealing and tuck her in every night, soothe her when she cries and spin her in the lawn when particularly good songs play on the jukebox. It might seem ironic that the shark hybrid parent was the one to stay but how could he not?
#qsmp#qsmp foolish#foolish gamers#qsmp thoughts#qsmp analysis#doozer doozys#qsmp leo#qsmp leonarda#hybrid headcanons
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Can't believe I've been blessed with these babies for a whole year already!!
#puppies#pups#dogs#doggos#happy dogs#babies#1 year old#4/5/23#birthday#echo#güero#bravo#triplet sharks
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