Clark blinks, looking at the beached mermaid with bewilderment. He recognized him (her? them? Clark would say him but this is a mermaid; he heard they were essentially hermaphrodites. Oh, to hell with this. He'll be a man to Clark. And not because he's gay): he's the one Clark caught in his fishnets two months ago. His belly got bigger, though. The mermaid makes a pained sound that breaks Clark's heart. He's obviously in pain, though he can't see anything wrong with him.

"Hey," he says softly, trying to approach him.

His brood makes a collective, menacing hissing sound, shielding him from Clark. He heard most mermaids have three youngsters at most at the same time, but he's counting at least six here. The mermaid looks at him with his piercing blue eyes, howling painfully. His beautiful eyes are pleading, just like they were when Clark tried to get him out of his nets months ago.

"Oh, oh!" he suddenly realizes, feeling stupid for not knowing sooner. "Your baby's coming! Yeah? Is that right? Your baby's on the way?"

The creature seems to agree, making another pathetic, pained howl. His youngsters are clearly helpless and distraught. Clark simply can't leave them on his beach like that, and night is starting to fall...

"Stay here," he says, trying to make a gesture with his hands. "I'll be back. Stay here, I'll- uh-"

Clark runs back inside his house, going straight to his bathroom to draw a hot bath before taking as much canned tuna as he can in his hands and running back on the beach. The mermaid and his countless youngsters are still here, thankfully. Clark knows what he's going to do is very dangerous, though he really hopes that mermaids can't walk despite their legs. He opens the cans and throws them at the brood, who are clearly hungry enough to battle for tuna despite the situation. Clark acts swiftly: he picks up the mermaid and gets away from the beach as fast as he can. To his surprise, the creature doesn't struggle, simply making a pained, heartbreaking sound. The youngsters are making a cacophony, though none with legs (for some still have their tail) pursue him. Clark gets the mermaid to his bathroom, carefully getting him into the bath.

"It's okay, it's alright," he soothes, taking a small container to drop water on the mermaid's head, his scales looking terribly crusty.

He must be very weak, Clark thinks, for him not to struggle at all. He simply looks at Clark with his pleading eyes, as if he was begging him to make the pain stop.

"I'll get some food, okay?" Clark coos, and to his surprise the mermaid becomes agitated when he tries to leave. "It's alright! It's alright! I'm coming right back!"

Clark grabs the first can of tuna he can find, the howls of the youngsters echoing outside, before he sprints back to the bathroom. The creature devours the tuna like he hasn't eaten in a while.

"I know, I know it hurts. Your baby's coming," Clark tells him sympathetically as the mermaid whines.

He carefully opens his legs, looking out for the claws gripping the edges of his tub. He thinks it shouldn't be long before he starts pushing, though he has no idea how a birth is supposed to go for a mermaid. Clark tries to look reassuring, but he's panicking on the inside. He doesn't know if it's supposed to take that long. The mermaid's pained cries break his heart. He starts massaging his belly, cooing encouragements and sweet nothings, looking out for the sharp claws and the rows of teeth of the creature. After what feels like hours, the mermaid finally pushes out a small, wriggling pouch of transluscent, bloody flesh. The creature tries to tear it, growing extremely agitated as the elastic tissues resist. Yet again the mermaid turns helpless, pleading eyes to Clark. He scrambles for his pocket knife. The mermaid cries out, clearly panicked.

"It's okay! It's okay! Let me- Let me-" he gets the moving form on the bathroom rug before tearing an opening with his knife.

A tiny, wriggling baby mermaid spills out, all slippery with blood. Clark carefully picks him up, marveling at how small and fragile the newborn looks in his hands, and puts it on the mermaid. The baby immediately dives for a nipple, nursing hungrily. Clark gives a light-headed chuckle, and the mermaid makes a chirp that isn't heartwrenching. Clark gives him several other canned fish that the creature hungrily devours before he picks him up. The mermaid makes a low, humming noise against him, his baby nestled in his arms. He takes him back to the beach, letting him slip out of his arms once he has walked far enough into the sea. Clark hears a cacophony of hissing and chirping and other sounds, seeing splashes of water and tails, before the sea becomes calm again.

It is only when he sits down on the couch, drenched with sea water and his hands all blood stained, that Clark breaks down into sobs.

💕💕💕💕

Prompt 7: Flashbacks

By: @captain-athos (Team Cream)

Israel Hands dreams of the sea though he’s never been. His nights are filled with ships and storms, and the feeling of sinking into a cold, unforgiving abyss. He wakes on mornings like that with the word traitor on his lips, and tries not to think too hard about why.

Drew a bunch of Marinettes in a bunch of different artists styles it was a lot of fun!!

Artists who's styles I mimicked: @buggachat @hamsternamedmarinette @ladybeug @sabertoothwalrus and @anna-scribbles all epic artists 🤟😎

IMPORTANT: TUMBLR HAS MADE A DEAL WITH MIDJOURNEY/OPENAI.

YOUR ART AND IMAGES ON TUMBLR ARE BEING USED TO TRAIN AI MODELS.

The opt-in is automatic, but you can turn it off in settings.

Go to "Blog Settings" -> "Visibility" -> "Third-Party Sharing" and turn on "Prevent third-party sharing for [blog]". (This post shows how to do it on browser and on mobile.) You need to do this with every sideblog. (Note: The option in settings might not appear if your app hasn't updated yet. You can still opt out via browser.)

Spread the word. Everyone on Tumblr needs to know about this.

Hey are you the person who photoshopped the picture of Dolly Parton holding the sword from bloodborne? Because I did this

YES I AM AND HOLY SHIT DUDE THAT'S AMAZING!!!!!

Language divides and building bridges.

Elesa’s feeling homesick. Emmet, bless his heart, tries to help by infodumping while Ingo frantically runs off to find water (crying is a very dehydrating experience).

((Would you look at that! The kids are picking up kantonese and galarian from each other!))

BONUS:

Heh. Callback.

Want to see more? Here’s the masterpost for submas!

it is my strongly held belief that the reason why beelzebub and gabriel worked out so fast is because they thought there was precedent. ah yes demon and angel fell in love it’s happened before no biggie…..unless

they gotta feel a little grateful in their own weird way

"I can see dead people." He mentions with a shrug, using the chopsticks to fish more noodles into his mouth.

Dick stares at him. "Huh."

"Is that why you help?" He asks, getting more spring rolls.

"Yeah. Once someone becomes a ghost, word gets out quick, and they come to me. Always tatling about unfairness and justice." The kid waves the words around, rolling his eyes.

Dick just pretens to he uninterested, despite his mind racing at the new info. He is piecing past moments together, every shadow leaping away, every note with tips, leads and—

Huh.

"Do you... like it? Doing all that?" Richard approaches thus carefully, brows furrowed at the kid opposite of him.

Danny moves his head, giving a 'so-so' answer. "It's not much to like, I can see ghosts, and they know it and use it. If it brings them to peace or whatever– well, that's just a plus."

Dick stares. He places his chopsticks down and looks at Danny worried.

In turn, the kid sighs. "Sometimes gifts become curses the longer you have it."

And Dick understands.

Mind made up, he throws a pair of keys at the kid, watching fondly as the other catches them with confusion.

"Next time use these, instead of entering through the window."

Danny mock-salutes with a shit eating grin. "Yes, Officer grayson."

i now understand how certain people felt when harpy eda was revealed 😳

prints here

sally’s “i want him to know who he is, before your family tries to tell him who they want him to be.” and poseidon saying “he will be stronger for it on the other side. his mother raised him well.” and he is. percy is stronger on the other side. we’ve seen it so clearly through his quest. his confusion at how you have to earn the gods’ love, earn their respect. his conversation with annabeth on the train about it. his unwillingness to accept the ways of the gods. him realizing his mother wanted to keep him away from this world, and annabeth being the one to tell him that maybe it was for the better that sally did that. so that he wouldn’t be like them. annabeth’s “he isn’t that way. he’s better than that. maybe i was that way once. but i don’t want to be that way anymore.” the way percy would’ve turned out with a similar worldview to annabeth’s if he had been sent to camp so early on. and annabeth’s worldview changing so quickly after meeting percy. sally jackson raised that kid right. you would think that as a demigod, the half god side of percy is what’s important. but that’s not what makes him the hero. it’s the half mortal side of him that does. his humanity, his mortality, his mother. that is why percy is the hero that he is.

Ghost Puberty

Danny already went through Puberty once, as a human.

But now that he's been a half ghost for thirteen years, he gets to experience

✨Ghost Puberty✨

It includes;

Fangs!

Glowing Freckles!

Claws!

Uncontrollable bouts of Floating!

Eyes glowing at weird times!

Odd, unconventional Cravings! Like raw meat!

Voice cracking!

And of course; all of these things presenting themselves while he's in his human form at odd times!

So Danny, 27 and fresh on the Bludhaven Police Force, is caught by his new partner as he desperately grips onto his desk to stop himself from floating into the ceiling, legs loops around the leg of a chair already four inches off the ground.

He stares at his partner.

His partner stares back.

"...So anyways, I was thinking we could go over these new forms, they're in the department file labeled 'suggestion'," his partner, Dick Grayson, says, casually leaning on Danny's shoulders and forcing the chair onto the ground.

They stare at useless forms on the computer until Danny's able to control it, and afterwards Dick takes him out for milkshakes.

Dick thinks he's a new meta.

Danny's too embarrassed to admit it's just puberty.

@simplestoryteller

Hermitswap idea: the new guys Joel and Skizz swap species

it's weird to say but skizz looks wrong without wings....

S2E02: Off to the Races // S3E01: Out of the Shadows

devnote: Horny.

Only played the demo so far, but when I heard the reason non-rescue corps castaways were on PNF-404, this image came into my mind.

Cleo made her secret life family in her base ;; gosh that’s so so so good!!!!