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nineeteen2000 · 2 months
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Feesh
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Getting Ready
Pose references from @adorkastock's 16th anniversary pack that has PNG cutouts that you can mix and match!
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lurkingshan · 6 months
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Here’s the thing about Yai: he’s just a 20 year old kid. He is naive and pampered and unprepared for any real challenges that come his way. He doesn’t have the backbone or the savvy to stand up to his father in any real way—he talks a big game but when it comes down to it he only knows how to obey. He loves Jom, sincerely, but he is not equipped to figure out how they can make this work. He just wants it fiercely but has no clue at all how to get it.
And here is the thing about Jom: he has more life experience than Yai and he also has no fucks left to give. He is lost in time, he keeps getting fucked over no matter what he does, and he is sick and tired of this shit. This isn’t his time and he doesn’t owe these people anything; he has no qualms about challenging their norms. His priorities have shifted—he has stopped drawing and instead of trying to find a way home he is staying to protect Yai and change his own fate. He has found his fight again after reaching the depths of despair, and it’s amazing to see.
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goshyesvintageads · 27 days
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Sheraton Corp, 1954
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meowmeowmeowmeow4x · 10 days
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Dark Blue Moon and the Suffering Sun Chapter 16
MASTAPOST
tell me what u like about the chapter :D guess where the story's going, anything! gimme fuel qwq
Damian lay on his belly on Phantom’s chest as the boy floated just underneath the surface. It was night time, and the Atlantean town they’d sacked was far behind them now. Here they only had the stars to accompany them, wobbling and swaying over the distortion of the water.
They were so close… Damian pushed himself up with his arms. His head breached the surface, water washing over his face like a veil. His eyes widened as he took in the beauty of the night sky, much more comfortable without the blinding sunlight when he’d first tried this.
There was something comforting about the stars, something beautiful outside this world that would be there no matter what, even in his most miserable nights with the League. It was something he missed when he moved the Manor underneath Gotham’s smog-filled skies.
Damian pushed himself further, balancing himself on his tail and hip fins instead of his arms. The gentle sea breeze prickled at his wet scales, causing him to shiver. It brushed against his ear fins and gave a sense of immeasurable calm. Just him, Danny, the stars and the whistle in the wind.
And a feeling of suffocation.
Damian’s lungs demanded air. Or was it water? He inhaled deeply, taking in the smell of the sea from above it rather than underneath, but it didn’t help. He inhaled again, but the pressure remained.
What- What was this madness?! Sirens could breathe over water. This was indisputable. Danny had been able to breathe and talk over water the night Damian was transformed. Damian was able to breathe air and talk then. Damian sucked in more and more air, desperately trying to sate the need for oxygen. Why couldn’t he breathe?!
 Damian’s vision twisted. His head spun. His chest felt like knives being stabbed into it.
Hands grabbed him. Danny pulled him back under, where the water provided sweet relief. Damian clutched his chest, as if any moment now he would drown again.
“Are you ok Damian?” Danny’s hands hovered over him, like he was fragile china. Damian scowled.
“Why couldn’t I breathe? What has happened to me?” Damian asked, demanded, heavy with accusation.
“Dude, your lungs are water balloons right now. You gotta empty ‘em out before you can breathe air.” Danny said, like it was the most obvious thing in the world. Damian’s cheeks burned. He turned his back on Danny and crossed his arms.
“I was aware. I was merely testing you.”
Danny poked him in the sail, the sensitive touch causing Damian to hiss instinctively. “I mean if you’re the siren expert, then by all means!”
Damian did not dignify him with a response. Instead, he surfaced again, determined. Instead of inhaling in panic, trying to pump air into lungs at full capacity, Damian focused on exhaling, on pushing the water out.
His throat cramped with pain. The young siren gargled and gasped. His throat clamped and throbbed, like he was pushing a jagged boulder up. He barely managed to spit out a meagre drop of water before Danny dragged him under again.
The older boy pulled him to his chest, stroking his back as Damian coughed and hacked.
“Ok that was my bad, are you ok?” Danny said, ear fins drooping. Damian wheezed, his eyes closing as the pain abated.
“Do you go through this every time you surface?” Damian shuddered. What would happen to him once he got home? He wouldn’t be able to walk, and now couldn’t even breathe without immense pain.
“Hehe, no.” Danny deadpanned. “You’re supposed to use your gills.”
Danny tapped on his own gills. Instinctively, Damian moved his elbows to cover his. Lately he had been keeping sane by not thinking too much about the creepy feeling of having water flow through the slits in his chest, how exposed and vulnerable it made him feel. How it gave him a glaring weakness that could be easily exploited.
“Just open up your gills, and let the water drain out. It’s that simple.”
Damian sputtered. “What did you say?”
Danny shrugged, like he was explaining grade school mathematics to a two-year-old. “Like this.”
Danny’s gills flapped open. It was only from years of stoic training that Damian did not gag at the sight of Danny’s pale flesh revealed underneath his aquatic breathing apparatus. His eyes trailed to his own set of gills.
“Is there another way?” Damian was not avoiding this issue, nor was he ‘procrastinating’ as Richard would insipidly suggest. He was merely searching for a more optimal alternative.
“We’re sea creatures, Damian. I consider myself lucky for being able to not drown in air at all.”
Damian swallowed the lump in his throat. He was the son of Batman and Talia Al Ghul. He could face this. Being unable to breathe above water would make him a liability on this journey. He had to push through.
Damian prepared to resurface, gathering his nerves.
“Just relax. You can do it, Damian. It’ll be as easy as breathing.”
Encouraged by the prospect of not hearing any more puns, Damian pushed his upper half over the surface. Accordingly, Danny also pushed closer. This high over the water, Damian wobbled as his body adjusted to his weight in the air.
The pressure started to mount on his chest. Damian focused on the slits between his ribs, on the alien feeling of wind blowing into them and hitting exposed flesh. He squinted his eyes and tried to push the water out through his gills. He flexed and contracted his arms and stomach, searching for the unconscious switch in his brain that could activate the write muscles.
It was too much. He went under again.
“This is proving more difficult than I had anticipated.” Damian huffed, chest heaving from strain.
“I can tell.” At Damian’s glare, the older boy raised his hands in defense. “Hey, you looked legit constipated up there. I was starting to worry you’d actually make a mess of yourself. Now, like I said, all you need to do is-”
Damian hissed at the older boy’s mockery. “I can take care of myself. I need no advice to do something as simple as breathing. Thank you.”
Damian glared at the surface, the invisible barrier between this world and the old one, and redoubled his efforts. The pressure came back. Damian twisted his body and nerves, but he couldn’t get a single gasp of air in. He sank. He re-emerged, he suffocated again. Each time Damian pushed himself further, only to be met with the same difficulty. Each time left him sorer, more cramped.
Until after many an attempt, Damian slumped against Danny’s chest, scaled skin warm despite the cold, deep-sea looking appearance. His muscles turned to jelly, even as he feebly pushed against the older boy’s scales for another attempt.
The young siren felt soft hands wrap around his waist. Damian tried to push away, to wiggle out. Danny’s chest vibrated with a low him, and it was like his strings were cut, and Damian’s resistance ceased. All he could do was mutter weakly.
“What are you doing?”
Danny surfaced, arms keeping Damian under, until they began to pull him up too. Damian’s heart accelerated. He could not stop the frightened chitters forcing their way out. His fins went rigid. Was this it? Did Phantom finally lose his patience, and decide Damian was no longer worth the effort? This was bad. He needed to escape and he needed to escape yesterday.
But as Damian began to struggle, the rumbling vibrations from the elder’s chest intensified, and the small boy went limp again. His muscles, sore from exertion and rendered even weaker by the strange biological signal, refused to move. All he could do was tilt his head away, trying to delay the inevitable. Helplessly, he watched the surface creep closer and closer, until he went over.
Damian waited for his death. In his prayers, he apologised to Father, to Richard, even to Drake, for everything. In this moment, as tears pricked his eyes as he was helpless but to drown in fresh, oxygen-rich air, Damian resigned himself.
The pressure did not come.
His chest tingled. Pinpricks poked the skin and outer scales, and along the lining of his gills. Water ran down his chest and over his abdomen. Damian blinked, and looked down.
His gills were open, fully open, gaping wide and exposing his insides for the world to see, but they were open. And water flowed out of them, emptying his lungs. Damian gasped, and felt sweet relief as cold, burning, fresh air finally filtered into his body. His body wracked from the sweet release, chest struggling to accommodate the big greedy gulps he took.
“And now you shut them, keep the air going out the other way.”
Damian nodded glumly. That he could manage. A swift motion, and the flaps of scales and skin shut tightly, leaving only thin lines on his body to suggest that he ever had gills in the first place.
For a moment, he felt human. Even as he actively commanded his breaths, he felt more like a normal human again than he had in the last 48 hours.
“T-thank you.” Damian said, cursing the weakness in his voice. Not to mention how it sounded completely different now, travelling through water instead of air. It was unnerving, but he couldn’t place why. He felt too tired for more riddles about his body. “You have saved me a great inconvenience.”
Danny quietly chuckled. “It was literally what I told you. You need to loosen your muscles to get the water out. This whole time you’ve been all tight and wound up like a spring lock. Dude I think you even sleep all locked up too. That can’t be healthy.”
Sleep was when you were at your most vulnerable. Any threat could walk by and do with you whatever they pleased. In his life, there would be danger at every turn. It was a sentiment he’d expressed to the others in his family when they too voiced the same concerns.
He would never be safe in this life.
A finger poked his cheek. Damian snapped his teeth at the infantilizing gesture, only for it to retreat back just as quickly. He turned around and looked up, muscles no longer rendered limp by the subjugating vibrations.
Danny pointed to the sky, a soft smile on his face.
“It’s a good night to stargaze, isn’t it?” A comet whizzed by in the night, a streak of white trailing behind it, like an artist’s brush across a canvas. Now that he could breathe again, Damian felt an overwhelming sense of calm again, treading water and watching the stars shine.
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martyrbat · 5 months
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batman: the abduction
hes sooo autistic 11 year old weird girl on the family computer coded....
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sinclairstarz · 3 months
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so much water talk in the fandom recently. the whales, the river, the quarry, the three waterfalls. this must mean something
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i'm a little sad at how sparse steddyhands and stizzy art and writing is on here now after the finale (thankfully, i am still digging through the couple thousand fics up on ao3 so i'm not totally bereft)
because during the airing of the season there was new stuff in the tags every day, sometimes even every few hours, but i think the finale really punched all of us in the face
there's lots of good stuff from before s2 to go digging through of course, and ao3 and twitter still have some new art and fic and memes if you go looking for it, but the difference from before and now seems a bit stark
don't misunderstand me, this isn't me being defeatist, just being a bit melancholy (and mad at the s2 finale tbh lol) about it. shout out to the regulars i see in the tags still making stuff and posting jokes, ya'll are doing the most and i wish you all the passion and motivation and time to create in the world <3
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oceanwithouthermoon · 1 month
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kuboyasu has a fear of both the ocean (/deep water maybe) and of heights, which is very ironic when he dates saiki because some of saikis favorite things are the ocean and flying...
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bohemianweasel · 2 years
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' Nicasia puts her hand against my cheek, smooths back my hair. “Worry about yourself.” '
Another illustration for Holly Black's 'Folk of the Air' series, this time a tense little scene for 'The Wicked King' with Jude and Nicasia. This will be in the illustrated special box edition coming soon from LitJoy!
Also included, some of the thumbnails I sent for them to choose from; the winner being a mix of #1 and #2.
The original done in pastels, pencils, acrylics and watercolour wash on paper with all sorts of mica glitters for maille and fish scale effects.
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mynameisnowwyrm · 2 months
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Weve established that mako mermaids and h2o have... conflicting lore to put it lightly but what are some ways to fixit fic the two together? Bc youd definitely have to rewrite parts of both shows to make it work. I at least think the majority of mako mermaids lore can stay youd just have to work it into h2o.
Some ideas:
Lengthen the amount of time that the mako pod was away from mako so theres no overlap between them and the h2o girls and the 50s mermaids
Let the mako pod have overlap with the 50s mermaids but let mrs chatham still be really cryptic about everything so that the girls dont find out
Let the girls find out about mermaid society during s3 ish bc bella is a born mermaid/ has come in to contact with mermaid society bc she got moon pooled in Ireland when she was nine she had to have met others c'mon
When rikki meets the mako girls, have her already know about other mermaids
That spell book they found in s1 was literally only there for an episode, one of them had to be curious who wrote it after the spell they tried worked
Let one human character in the entire run of mako mermaids google mermaids + wherever it is they live bc they eventually will find one article or something, archived message boards, of zane bennett ranting about mermaids
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opalsiren · 1 month
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god i remember sooooo vividly being nine years old and seeing the ad on nickelodeon for a new show about mermaids called h2o: just add water thinking 'this is about to be the greatest show of all time' and i was right!!!!! being introduced to this new world was soooo magical and inspiring to tiny me. truly it's no wonder that h2o's legacy has persisted this long. anyway feel free to share your h2o origin stories in the notes ❤
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momsopposed2theoccult · 11 months
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“Ted Lasso,” “Yellowjackets,” “The Last of Us,” “Succession.” When are we gonna talk about H2O: Just Add Water.
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thewinedarksea · 1 year
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f/f february: mermaid & air spirit
requested by @solaskoroleva
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bananapuddingsummit · 10 months
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Round 1, Match 9: Forthington (Rhythm Heaven) vs. Coco (Mermaid Melody)
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sergeantpixie · 4 months
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top 9 first watches of 2023
I was tagged by @frankensteinsmona thank you dear! 💖
Doing this made me realize how few new things I watched this year which is a good wake up call to get out of my habit of rewatches!
tagging: @felixcatton, @purplesigebert, @forasecondtherewedwon, @woodswit, @randomestfandoms, @imperpetuallylost, @lesbianaudrey, and anyone else who wants to do it!
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