#sari's mermay

[sariphantom]

Who's ready for some Mermay?

[yayasvalveplay]

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optimus wakes up the morning after and he's just sitting there because. primus in the deep how is he meant to frag anyone else after that

optimus did not know that shark mers had such big spikes. optimus did not know that those spikes had tiny barbs that gave an amazing texture to every single drag of that spike out of his valve. optimus didn't know that dee was that good at hitting every single node that made him drool in one perfect stroke in and out

Every other spike would be ruined for him. He didn't just get fucked by one. He got fucked by 2 during that 8 hour long fuck fest.

And oh he is a mess waking up. His body is good type of sore, and his forge feels so full. It looks like a small litter is already inside. But he knows it'll go away in time as his body obsorbs it to convert into energy for his upcoming heat cycle.

Which he doesn't have, because he's already sparked by the time he awakens.

Making this even funnier Ultra magnus is a dolphine. You know the fucking rapist of the sea. And he is pissed when he knows ops heat is coming and it just doesn't happen. And upon seeing him again in a few months he has a pregnancy bump.

But like he can not get behind who knocked up his beautiful not mate. And he has to wait now for the pup to grow up.

Well. Unless he gets rid of it. But op and his school is very protective of him and the pup once she arrives.

[certifiedcybersimp]

Mermay Drabble cuz why not

Might continue if y’all think it’s fun or if I feel like it

I’m half sleep writing this so sorry lol

TFA x Merfolk reader

Mostly prowl tho in this installment

Note I’ll be describing mermaids as having little to no mammalian features, so ye. Any human bits or boobs are all covered in scales yippee

Reader’s pov

High and dry, just the way I like it. It’s a nice summer day, perfect for relaxing outside. Sari and Bee were goofing around in an above ground pool that was hilariously large, Prowl was admiring some birds in the tree I was reading under, Optimus was chatting with Ratchet, and Bulkhead was painting to his spark’s content.

Everything was going well, until I hear the tell tale giggling of Sari and Bee.

I look up in time to see she’s armed herself with a stupidly state of the art water gun. “WATER FIGHT!” She takes aim and gets Optimus right in the back. Bee soon joining in splashing every bigot in sight.

Uh oh, I jump to my feet and try to get behind the tree, but it’s too late . I feel the blast of cold water cascading down my side as I stumble for a few steps before falling face first into the grass and dirt.

Drat.

Prowl’s Pov

Bee and Sari have started chaos again, those two always seem to cause trouble. I watch as Reader jumps to their feet to make a break for it, it almost happens in slow motion as I see them get hit, stumble and fall down. I jump from my hiding spot to aid them.

It takes me a nano click to realize something is off. They seem fine but we’re muttering something to themself as they pushed their upper body up, I extend a servo to them. I quickly realize that my aid won’t be entirely helpful at this moment.

Their legs were gone. But not gone gone, in their place was a fish’s tail. Similar to that of a local species of freshwater fish. A yellow perch if I remember correctly. Nerd

“A-a little help. I’m a bit of a fish out of water at the moment” Reader rasps out.

“Oh, of course, one moment” I pick them up and usher them to the above ground water reserve Sari insisted we were to play in.

Sari and Bee’s jaws dropped “Holy crap! Reader’s a mermaid!?” Sari swam over to them as they shook off their now torn shorts and shirt. Revealing a scaled torso.

“Yay for me, I’m a fish, well it’s actually a long story but I wasn’t always like this. You ever seen H2O ,kid?” Reader takes a deep breath through gills on the sides by their ribs.

Sari tilts her head “H2O? Aren’t we swimming in that right now?”

“Okay that answers my question” they sigh.

At this point Optimus, Ratchet, and Bulkhead have gathered around to see what happened.

“By the allspark, kid, what did you do.” Ratchet says slightly accusatory at Reader

“More like what didn’t I do, I went for a swim like a month ago and boom, pretty cave, full moon, now I’m a fish.” They say as they chuck their discarded coverings out onto the grass. Their striped tail and fins glittering beneath the water’s surface.

I can’t help but think “Fascinating…” they turn to look at me. I said that out loud…didn’t I?

“Glad to see you find me fascinating nature boy.” They huff with a half smile.

“Well duh, anybot would find you fascinating! You’re like a weird fusion of a fish and a person!” Bee exclaimed, servo extending to touch a fin before being smacked away.

“No touchy”

It was gonna be a long solar-cycle, wasn’t it.

[moonlight-tmd]

Mermay blitzbee headcanons or story please?

Oh gee, you folks are really into these mermay stuff, huh?

Unfortunatelly I don't have much to offer since I was never interested but I'll try-

Somehow these big sea monsters ended up together in Detroit- I suppose they adapted to be in both sweet and salt water so yeh. One day a little girl is hanging out with her dad at the shore and she runs off and tadah, she meets a funky lemon shark!Bee. Then the rest; orca!Optimus, puffer fish!Ratchet, marilin fish!Prowl and sea turtle!Bulkhead.

Then there's others- the mean ones; great white shark!Megatron, anglerfish!Lugnut, hammerhead shark!Shockwave, mimich octopus!Soundwave catfish!Blackarachnia and finally... flying fish/tiger shark!Blitzwing- an odd combo thought of as ugly but sturdy.

I think the two would separate and occupy the two nearest bodies of water- Autobot tribe is occupying Lake Erie while the Decepticon Tribe inhabits lake Huron.

The two tribes generally try to stay out of each other's ways with with a limited supply of fish it's rather hard not to stay out of conflicts- the con tribe has begun to be aggressive to the bots and certain boats that hunt the remaining fish in the water. That being said the bot tribe is actively trying to keep the cons busy so they both don't get discovered.

One day when Bee was looking around the bridge and the shores for fun human stuff that might have fell in he saw a shadow lurking behind some rocks- upon closer look it was Blitzwing, who literally jumped him in attempt to eat him. Of course Bee was swift to dodge. He started talking/bantering and it was revealed that the odd fish mix was left to starve because the other tribe members thought he was fat enough to get by on lower amount of food. Bee decided to take Blitz for a meal- ever since they met Sari the kid has been bringing them shockingly huge amounts of food at the docks. The feeder was there still and it wasn't much issue getting it open- Blitz ate the whole supply. He thanked the little shark and apologised for trying to eat him and swam off. From then on every other day Blitz would sneak into autobot waters and look for Bee to take him to the feeder.

Over time they started to take liking to one another- one may even spot signs of courting happening if they looked closely. Truth be told, Bee was interested in Blitzwing ever since he saw him- he was a sucked for all the odd and unique things and Blitzwing was all that, although the fact he was trying to eat few of the bots on multiple occasions was a bit alarming. Blitzwing on the other- fin? has been charmed by the tiny yellow sharkie- the curiosity, fun nature and hte kindness he offered made him Blitz's favorite mer soon. The two would meet up outside of the feeding times too, the small Lake St Clair and the rivers that connected it made a great place to hang out without being spotted by either tribe.

It was all going fine until the con tribe noticed Blitz has been putting on weight despite not eating- and it was not starvation swelling. They decided to spy on him and found out he was getting stuffed with the help of the teensy weensy lemon shark. Autobots had ways to get food so of course they invaded into their waters and tried to get it for themselves. Idk what else, there might have been a huge fight over it and then Sari got hurt in the water and yadda yadda the conflict was resolved in a peace agreement to not harm anyone and share food- oh and Sari's half mer thanks to her mother (who died when she was tiny) so she can go hang out w/ the mers in the lake.

I would guess Bee and Blitz have made their courtship public after the agreement and the cons have let him go; while the cons did nothing to better their relationship with him, he's been oddly welcome with the bots. He and Bee are quite a cute oddity.

And yes, he promised to not eat any of them nor the humans.

[pasquiart]

Do Sari Sumdac and Professor Sumdac exist in the TFA ‘Mermay and Captain’ Story? :) 

no sorry 😅

[themusicalshoo]

This is breathtaking! Such beauty in every little mermaid, and I love the fact that they are wearing exquisite saris! A beautiful creation, @kelseyeng! <3

Had so much fun designing this series of mermaid paintings based off of Indian saris! More art here: www.instagram.com/kelseyeng32

Also I am looking for illustration work - editiorial, YA, etc if anyone knows of anything :) 

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[redheadeddisneyfreak]

Friends make life that richer #artspam #art #drawing #mermay #mermaid #elephant #love #friendship #sari #beautiful #bodypositive #allbodiesaregoodbodies #digitalart #procreate https://www.instagram.com/p/CdzaOKKLq9k/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[savannahalexandraart]

Mermay from yesterday and the day before :) 

[ask-manda-of-the-6]

#MerMay Day 9 - #Indian #jellyfish #mermaid... The #sari was fun to design #MandaDraws

[k1m-bail3y]

Mermay prompt 8: Old Hollywood

So, the influence for this is actually Old Bollywood because it fit better. Posting a few more of these on here for the time being.

At his last visit, the doctor had boasted to the nurse, “You see Mr Basdeo here? He is healthy as a horse. Eighty-three years old and you would think he’s in his sixties. I feel bad sometimes and tell him that he needs to slow down and rest but I think if he actually listens, I will lose him as a patient. I want to study him for as long as I can.”

Basdeo knew the doctor was only joking but sometimes he wondered at his own health. It must have been a cosmic joke that he who had no wife nor children to live for, simply would not die. Well no, that was wrong of him. God did not want him to die and one day the reason would be revealed to him.

Every morning as he had since he was a boy, he woke before sunrise, made his devotions, had his breakfast and then went out to his garden. He had inherited much more land than the acre he now worked alone, but he was forced to give up most of it due to the decline of his health (tortoise-like though it was) and the marriages of various nieces and nephews. Some of them were long dead now and their children had left the land to grow wild or built large houses with little left over for agriculture.

His garden was furthest from the main road, near a tributary of the river. Over the years, this had led to some disasters when heavy rainy seasons brought devastating and repeated floods. Still, he had managed to maintain himself as his grandparents had since they made the journey over from India. Yet it had not brought him the good fortune of a wife.

Oh there had been an arrangement once. She was the daughter of a family friend, pretty, devout and hard-working. His mother had boasted that she would be the kind of daughter-in-law she had dreamed about. But two days before the ceremony she took off with another man. Decades later, he heard that she and her husband had eventually moved to Canada where their children had grown to be lawyers and politicians. He had been happy to hear it. He had had no need for a wife who had bigger dreams than this. He had long decided that he needed no more from life than what the land could give him.

Perhaps that was why Basdeo had never found another wife. He had married himself to the land and God had rewarded him with good health and a long life to tend to it. But he was an old man now and lonely. Almost all of his friends were dead. His family tolerated him at best, for he was very sure that a great nephew’s recent offers of aid was just a ploy to stake a claim in the event of his death. Even the neighbours were different and very few ever even greeted him anymore.

This feeling of loneliness at his age…he knew it was no good.

This morning, Basdeo awoke with a melody in his head. He thought it must have been because of the puja he had attended over the weekend for a relative whose son was going off to university to become a doctor. They had sat for hours singing bhajans and praying for success for the boy. Basdeo, having met the boy in question, with his flashy clothes, loud car and wild friends, doubted that it would do him any good.

All through his morning ritual, the song played in his head. It was mildly familiar, sometimes he found himself singing a verse or two. Maybe he had heard it in a movie? The radio station he regularly listened to often played songs from movies that he had enjoyed as a young man and had lived long enough to see considered classics.

In his dreams sometimes he imagined himself as the handsome young hero being fought over by Meena Kumari and Madhubala. Back when there had been a cinema in the town, he had spent many an idle afternoon watching the same films until he could recite every line, sing every song. But no matter how many times he tried to insert lyrics from his favorite songs to this melody, it never sounded right.

By the time he made it to his garden, a twenty minute journey from home with his bike, he had managed to create a chorus. It was shaping up to be a beautiful song, praising God for blessing him with such bountiful land. Maybe if he could get the lyrics right, he could enter the radio station’s next contest. And wouldn’t that be something, winning against all these younger people and professional composers at his age?

He set out to work still humming. His task today was light, just salting the field to get the nutrients out, and he took his time to get across the field. It was because of this that it took him so long to realize that his song had become a duet.

It happened like this in a lot of his favourite movies. The hero or heroine would go off somewhere to sing about their love or desires or troubles, and halfway through run into another with similar issues and a complementary melody. But he was supposed to be alone out here. Where was his heroine?

As if on cue, he looked up and found her.

She was young, not so much that she was a child but definitely half his age. Her knee-length hair was a silky black, her skin warm ochre and her eyes glittered onyx. He had never seen a redder mouth, but that could be makeup for the black wings along her eyes were certainly not natural. And yet she looked so perfectly at home where she sat on the riverbank in her soft yellow sari. He almost forgot that that was not a common sight on the island anymore, least of all the veil that covered most of her hair and certainly not on someone who looked her age.

When he could finally get his mouth to work again, he asked, “What are you?”

She smiled demurely, not as a child might hiding her face, but as a mature woman who had no more time for nonsense and said, “I think you know. You were alone here most of the morning.”

He stared at her. She gave him a playful wink. He said, “You could have come when I was not looking. I have been working all morning.”

She rolled her eyes and said, “You know that is not how I came here. You have been singing my song all morning.”

He had started up again as she spoke and abruptly stopped now. She smiled again and he asked, “Are you a demon?”

Her smile become a scowl and she said, “I had hoped you would have gone with ‘goddess’ first but I should have known better. You don’t look like the kind of man. No. I am not a demon. My people have never been. You know the story.”

He nodded at this and asked, “Well then, are you here to get in my way? I will tell you now, I am an old man and not a god. If you wanted to get in my way it would not be difficult.”

She laughed merrily at that and Basdeo thought it sounded like one of Madhubala’s. She certainly looked a lot like her. Then the mermaid said, “No, I’m afraid I’ve come for another reason. You have well-earned your next life.”

Oh. Of all the ways Basdeo had been thinking it might happen lately, this was not it. And yet he thought it was fitting. He had lived quite long and worked very hard and he was so very tired.

To the mermaid he said, “What will happen to my garden?”

She raised a perfectly-shaped eyebrow and replied, “That is no longer your concern. But even I don’t know. What do you think will happen?”

Basdeo had had a long time to think about it. He said, “My grand-nephew will probably sell it. Most of the land around here has gone to housing anyway. And my little house…well, I guess he can build a nice new one.”

She nodded, smiling sadly at him. Basdeo decided that he would not be sad anymore. The purpose of living was to have a good life and make a better one for the next generation. He said, “What do I have to do?”

Now both eyebrows went up, but after a moment she turned away and said, “Come, sit and sing with me. You have been working on that song all morning and I want to compare notes, so to speak. It is a beautiful song and you have a lovely voice.”

“Thank you,” said Basdeo. He put down his bag of salt, removed his work-gloves and hat and walked over to the river edge. The mermaid had no visible tail but her sari was spread down the riverbank into the water.

She smiled again when he sat beside her and said, “I have seen a glimpse of your next life, you have been greatly blessed.”

Basdeo did not care about that and said so. “I just want to sing with you. Do you know any classics?”

The mermaid rolled her pretty eyes again and said, “Of course I do! I have lived a very long life, you know. And you are always singing them while you work. But let us finish this song that you have been working on all morning.”

Basdeo took one last look at his garden, at the sun-bathed landscape and clear blue sky and said, “Yes, I want to sing the whole thing.”

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not mer Optimus having a one-night stand with the injured mer they're nursing back to health 💀

I imagine Megatron/D-16 is a shark mer, while Optimus is something smaller and flashier. When D-16, healed enough to start swimming again, starts swimming around Optimus and nipping at his back and sides and tail, Optimus doesn't really know what's happening.

They're out together, a decent way away from the other mers in Optimus' pod, and Optimus only realizes what D wants when he swims up under him and slides his belly up against the underside of Optimus' tail until their slits are pressing together. Optimus startles a bit, pulling away at first; but he hasn't interfaced for many lunar cycles and subsequent heats, and D-16's powerful frame did check a box he never knew existed in his processor

He gets some time to think about it as D-16 pulls away, beginning the entire process of nipping at him again. This time, though, Optimus waits until their slits are pressed together again and then twines his tail around D, holding him pressed against Optimus' frame. He looks down just in time to see D's grin before he's being spun and pressed into the sand, and D-16 shows him just how good a shark is at mating

I'm imagining Op as like a lionfish. And Megatron is a great white.

He's courting op even as he's injured. And Op takes them. Which is why he's very confident when he's healed enough to initiate breeding because he can smell Op getting very close to his breeding season. And transfluid can stay active in the forge for up to 7 days. And op would of gone into heat the very next day. But the moment he did. Megatrons transfluid went for the eggs, fertilizing them.

So it was like he never had a heat that season. Op was scared and went to Ratchet, who showed he had been sparked by the very same shark they had nursed back to health.

Op is scared of course. Mostly because he got sparked by another kingdoms residence. But hey at least he wasn't royalty,, right?

Megatron realizes he has a kid when he and his father goes to the automers for negotiations. And out of the carriage he saw the same mear he fucked last year. With a little bitty, she was most definitely a shark. But his lionfish colors painting her body.

But Megatron had a feeling that was his kid.

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Sari thinking she’s a human but is actually a mermaid. When Isaac found her she had a special necklace with her that he hid away.

She doesn't even know she's apart of royalty. And let's be honest her own carrier also didn't know.

Aka Op had a one night stand with Prince Megatron after saving him. And found out he was pregnant weeks later. Of course the mech he had fucked was gone.

But it's OK. He has his found family to help.

Though on her 2nd birthday she is given a gift by a hooded figure. Hence the necklace. (Yes Megatron knows of her existence. But can't get her and Op because Megazark is still alive and would condem his son if he ever found out he fucked a comminer.)

Of course she gets captured when she's 2 and a half. But with a series of unfortunate events ends up near a light house where Sumdac takes her in and raises her as his own. Hiding the necklace away so it wouldn't get damaged. He was going to give it back to her at a later date.

Op has been searching for his missing girl for all these years, and also Megatron(secretly.)

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After the mysterious mermech and Sentinel... had their 'fun.' It was unfortunately only a matter of time after the orange mermech left that Sentinel ended up sparked and eventually gave birth to a little orange and blue sparkling/pup. A small little thing with sweet little chirps like the birds the flew above the waters. 

After some time; with much thought by Sentinel—putting a name that fits... the sparkling was named Requiem. 

It was ridiculous of Sentinel to keep the pup; given that Sentinel didn't even know who his Requiem's sire supposedly was. That night; The alluring mech pinning Sentinel down and taking him as his voice danced in a unique softness, compliments precious like jewels that made Sentinel weak. Only for Damus to be gone in the morning; Sentinel drapped in mesh. 

Requiem was a calm 'easy' pup. Despite his crying at times; at the time Sentinel had been too caught up with his own work and raising Requiem that unfortunately he ended up hearing the news a few days later... of Optimus's own pup going missing. 

Bringing Requiem, Sentinel of course fumbled for an excuse to bring his baby other than to hopefully comfort a grieving Optimus. He wouldn't say it outright; but leaving his old friend like this... left an awful taste in his mouth for once. He watched his old friend hold a chirping Requiem close as the small orange pup chewed on seaweed.

After that visit; could you blame Sentinel for being a little paranoid and keeping diligence on his Requiem for a while?

Even with all the searchs for Sari, kidnapping wasn't off the table. The carriers around the area were nervous for their little ones— telling them not to go to far, stories around Optimus's pup ranging from her running away to being dragged off by Deceptimers... whatever it was to keep the children safe. 

Years pass by... Optimus's pup hasn't returned; Requiem is about to enter his first year in the prestigous Automer Academy just like his carrier. 

For Requiem; this was a long day coming, he was gunning for the Elite Gaurd, hopefully to reach and become Requiem Minor. Though the title doesn't sound nice but Requiem keeps that to himself.

What annoys him more though is that his throat has been sore for a couple of days, his body aching... his voice has been slightly cracking and while his Carrier chalked it up saying that itll go away- Requiem has been nervous, it would be embarrassing to speak and for his voice to crack infront of other cadets and on the first day. 

For tonight though, he was preparing for tomorrow. Grooming his fins and cleaning his orange and bluish tail...

Until he looked at his reflection... purple... why was his helm purple?! Requiem cried out looking at his crest in alarm.

It felt like a mockery. A distraction. Because suddenly his tail started to sting and hurt for seconds, like bones cracking. Requiem let out a cry of pain, his instincts immediately begging for his carrier as he writhed in the water. He didn't know how long ut took, until he was hunched over...

Requiem looked down, his orange colors had turned into a dark purple- and his tail....his tail had split into 8... 8 tenticles... his servos now claws...

Requiem froze, his voice stuck in his throat, he didn't scream. He was too frozen in shock and horror to properly react... his body began to shake. 

He looked like a monster. Yet Requiem still felt the same, the pain earlier now more remembered as if he was simply cracking his back or knuckles. 

"Requiem! Wha-" Sentinel saw the seconds of the transformation.

Blue—red eyes met blue... immediately the two froze, Requiem shaking... tears began to well up as he begged for his Carrier to help him, he doesn't know why this happened or how but pleas—

His carrier backs up... Sentinel backs up, his fins raised and clearly alerted, while Requiem desperately tried closer only for Sentinel's fins to raise up and...

Requiem's voice does something, a ring... an energy like... a siren.

The face on his carrier, for his carrier to look at him like that... he had never seen his carrier look at him like that... fear...

Disbelief and alarm... and... was... was that disgust... on his carrier's face...?

Suddenly his carrier's voice blurred, as Requiem's tears flowed... a ringing in his finials as he sobbed. The horrible feeling of betrayal, of realization... 

Suddenly his carrier's voice was back again. Requiem's lips quivered, yet he felt numb and dread and everything negative at the same time—Before he spoke. His voice soft.

 "Goodbye carrier." 

Requiem within seconds, shoots out and away from Sentinel, out of their home. Requiem too scared to look back, to hear or see what his carrier had planned for him. He swims into the darkness, his skin turning into a shade of dark ink as he left his old life behind.

Years later. 

Schools of fish swim lazily in rows, fish that wouldn't handle the heavier pressure of the ocean dare to burrow down with an urge that matched with desperate hunger... the pressure beginning to crush their insides but they did not care. Not when the sound of what called to them demanded it.

At the bottom of the ocean floor, surrounded by holes and organized bones and jagged stone creating a territory. 

There was a calm eery silhouette at the center, tail unnaturally writhing as if ready to unbound at anytime, colors flashing as the mech at the bottom sung softly with fangs poking out. A lonely but full meal for tonight.

BAHHH IM DONE, FANFIC JUMPSCARE YAYAAAAAA ❤️

Let me know what your thoughts are nehehhe >:)

Mion. MION I AM SOOKISH. MION THIS IS AMAZING I AM SHAKING YOU BECAUSE AHH SENTINEL BEING SCARED OF HIS OWN SON, BEFORE REMEMBERING THAT THAT IS HIS SON, NO MATTER WHAT HE LOOKS LIKE NOW. BUT NOW HE BLEW IT. HE TRIES GOING AFTER HIM, BUT HE IS MUCH FASTER THEN HIM.

Was this karma of some kind? What did he do to deserve this, for his own kid to swim away from him in fear, what kind of carrier is he, when he fears his own son, he had felt disgust. He should of not felt that way. But he did.

This is what Optimus had felt that day. The day his little one went missing, the regret that you didn't do much, the regret of something you could of controlled to not let this happen.

Requiem how could he do that to his own son, his only son?

As for our boy, hes been making it alright, he's found his voice. But it's not the same anymore. Perhaps at night he goes out to look at the stars. Perhaps he watches a Girl around his age near the lighthouse sing out into the ocean, perhaps he has joined her once or twice, before dissapering into the fog so he isn't seen.

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Mama and Child

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okay. question of the day for the mer!aus.

egg or live birth for Sari

Egg birth. He's still a fish. And saris eeg if it stayed inside him would of grown too big and possibly would of killed him.

So egg birth and curling around the eeg/ baby slinging the egg to chest to keep warm.

Everyone was at first shocked and a little sad that op only gave birth to one healthy egg. The others only developed a little, before dying out. (Mostly because Sari's eeg was taking up too much space.)

And she was still growing larger to the point Op had to carry her egg with two servos.

He loved her though. The only survivor of her clutch. His big strong pup.

And when she emerged. Op was right there encouraging her. Chirping at him as she wiggled her way out.

Ahh I am so soft for this!!!!

[yayasvalveplay]

A couple of questions for the Mermay AU.

How does Sari find out she is actually a mermaid?

How does Sari and OP reunite?

How does OP find out that D-16 is actually King Megatron?

How does OP and Megatron reunite?

What is Megatron's reaction to Ultra Magnus trying to kill Sari?

Oh wow these are all some really big asks. I will try an keep them short answers.

Sumdac gives her back her necklace, and she goes in the water with it like usual and turns into her mer form.

2. At the end of the story when Sari saves the kingdoms.

3. and 4. Megatron is acually the Prince, his dad Magazark is the king. And he tells him after he rescue's Op, this is the first time they reunite after Op saves him.

5. Rage