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[herlastnamepage]

bee and the thistle. London, 2025 Taken by @herlastnamepage

[keferon]

Two Peas in a Pod: part 2/?

*slips another piece into your mailbox*

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Jazz was still feeling a little woozy from his donation in the dark hours of the morning. Blaster had breakfast changed from the usual to something that felt more like a treat, probably a reward for his good behaviour, and to help his body recover. Fish heavy in proteins, fat, all that healthy stuff. Something that normally he would have tried to savour, but he wolfed it down from excitement. Too many questions ran through his head, and most he couldn't bring himself to voice.

The mer, the mer would pull through. Blaster told him about how he had saved their life with his blood. Praised him high and low. Because Blaster knew how Jazz felt about seeing blood, about how hard blood tests were for him, and that was only a tiny vial. Not three big bags of it. Jazz hadn't seen how much they had taken – because he had kept his eye closed until they left in a hurry –, and hearing about it made him dizzy for other reasons, but he honestly felt real proud of himself.

It was a new feeling, different from other moments of pride – like when he figured out the lock codes. Yeah, this gave him butterflies and the drive to help more.

Blaster laughed when Jazz offered that the vets could take more if the other mer needed it. His handler didn't think it would be, but he would pass it on to the vet team.

Jazz's morning checks were a little off, expected with having a little less fluids and feeling off-balance, but it was kept short and quick. Blaster told him that if he learned anything more, he'd tell him next time he came by and then hurried back down to the staff area. Blaster was needed elsewhere, understandably as there weren't many mer experts here, though he did leave Jazz his waterproof stereo if he wanted to play some of his favourites.

But, the orca mer was far too busy causing a whirlpool from the laps he was swimming. He was too excited to sit still, and embarrassment be damned he started practising old vocals. He didn't remember much of his mother tongue, and he was pretty sure that his pronunciation was off, that or had one hell of an accent. Echo-speech was even more rusty. And once he had gone over and over what he could recall, Jazz began to really worry. A few sentences and handful or so of words was all he had? Gods, I hope I can at least make a decent first impression. Blaster said they were just like me, so hopefully, that will give me some starting points.

More than he cared to count, Jazz would swim into the shallow waters of the medical bay and hope to see something through that window. But no one ever came close enough for him to hear any news of the mer. He couldn't even see anything on his radar, wherever they had done treatment, it wasn't in the hospital ward. It almost felt like he was being purposely kept in the dark.

And just when Jazz was starting to worry that things had taken a bad turn, a group of staff turned up around four pm. He wasn't able to ask any questions, or rather they refused to answer. Shooing him away as they got to work. Starting with closing the gate to the bay to 'keep him out'. Jazz could easily climb those walls, but that wasn't the point. Even if the gate window was closed, he could pick up that they were setting up the water hammock. But it wasn't until he heard the cautionary beeping of the hoist lift approaching that it dawned on him – the mer was coming. Now.

"Jazz," Blaster called, "… Jazz," he blew the training whistle and finally got his mer's attention. "Stop pacing and get over here."

"But–" Jazz looked back longingly up the wall.

"Jazz," his tone dropped to a firm one, and Jazz begrudgingly swam over to the pier. The human crouched and made sure that they held eye contact before he spoke. "I need you to promise me that you will stay in your enclosure."

He sunk a little, trying to play into his cuteness, but being far too anxious to really pull it off. "What do you mean?"

"Jazz," now warning him. Blaster knew full well that he was more than capable of getting into or out of places he shouldn't, bloody Houdini mermaid, "this is serious. Things are going well, we want to keep it that way. Which means keeping things calm and feeling safe. You're excited, I get it, we all are. But in about an hour, they'll be waking up and – from past experience seen with wild Mers – they will likely freak out. And the last thing we need is you hauling your tail over that wall and making things worse. Understand?"

The beeping was louder how and the hiss of hydraulics caused Jazz to look up. The arm of the lift was visible over the wall. They're here!

"Jazz," Blaster hopelessly called for his attention once more.

Within moments, a massive bundle was carefully raised, the staff calling out and coordinating. Jazz's gaze was fixed on the black and white fluke poking out, it was the only part of them he could see, and his heart began to race. Once they became hidden by the wall again, Jazz moved back to pacing by the gate without even thinking. Listening to people hopping into the water to unstrap the mer and call back n' forth. "Careful, careful! – Watch the head! – Someone give me a hand over here! – We're clear on this side! – Keep the head up!"

Really starting to sound like a broken record, Blaster chirped the whistle and called out to him again. The expression he wore must have been pretty pitiful because the look on Blaster's face dropped. "If I open the view port… will you promise me that you will wait, that you will stay in your enclosure?"

"I promise," he answered hastily, placing his hands on the gate, over the panel that would slide open.

"And that you will wait until everything is in the clear, till the staff come to oversee the integration. There will be no rushing things and no asking staff when we will open the gate."

"I promise," he repeated, trying not to beg.

Satisfied, Blaster pulled out his radio, "Blaster to Control; when the team is out of the Mer enclosure's medical bay, open the view port. Jazz's stress is mounting without a visual."

"Can do," came a quick reply.

Though, opening the panel was not. Several minutes went by, the hoist had cleared out, and much of the staff had returned to their other duties. Only two remained double-checking the mer's breathing and pulse. The moment that the last of them left, Jazz heard the lock disengage, and he retracted his hands as the panel shifted and began to slide open. The window was too small to get more than his hand – maybe up to his elbow if he wanted to push it – through, and sat just at water level– any movement sending water hopping to either side. But it gave him a clear view of the surface area inside.

Oh.

Oh. Jazz stopped breathing. While the mer's body was mostly supported by the fabric of the hammock, cradling them on their side, effectively hiding most of them from Jazz's angle. Propped up on a soft floating platform was the mer's head, face towards the gate. Sharp features and elegantly shaped finials, with flattering lines of their markings complimenting the peaceful expression as they slept. The butterflies from earlier came back stronger than ever, his heart thundering as words fumbled from Jazz's lips, "he's beautiful…"

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-GLC

Orca Prowl really is just-- too fucking pretty, omg, I'm living through Jazz in this moment like when I first saw your designs of him.

I'm more than happy to continue writing for you, you bring me so much joy. I screamed when I saw how much you liked it. If you have any requests you would like me to add to the story, leave it in the tags or comments ♡ I now plan to continue until the tsunami and a bit afterwards, maybe more, we'll see~

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Oh. MY GOD. OKAY ALRIGHT OKAY ALRIGHT OKA

I'M ABOUT TO START PACING IN CIRCLES JUST LIKE JAZZ OVER HERE KDLCNFJFLFB PL E A S E THIS IS SO GOOD. The tension?? You can fucking TASTE it IT'S SO GREAT GLC I LOVE YOU

The way it all starts at night and then you (as a reader) have all this additional time to boil in your anticipation?? So fucking great. Like you can really feel how little power Jazz has over the wholse situation. The plot is moving but he doesn't have any saying in it. Well. Yet heheh

Anyway haha. Im normal and I made some art>:D

[eshithepetty]

commodity

Aka, thinking too much about how readily ENA gave up her arm, among. other things....

[ID: colored and shaded art of ENA from ENA: Dream BBQ. The composition has her set in a spotlight, little patterns marring the light beams, and barely visible red eyes at the edges of the shadows. ENA is facing forwards and holding up a glowing orange heart, smiling (but with just a little tinge of tiredness to her expression), with images of her holding up her arm and leg in the background on either side. Below, her dialogue says: "Tell me, what do you desire? An arm? A leg? A heart or a head? Take whichever, any good bussinessman has a surplus to spare!" End ID.]

[ika-tko]

a little belated, but i found out that cat day and caturday occurred simultaneously this year and i wanted to make a drawing to celebrate 🐈🐈‍⬛

[paper-possum-party-pal]

More doodles!

First we have tiny Stanley and Narrator because small :)

I really enjoy the hc that after Stanley leaves the parable he goes and gets a job that requires manual labor or as a florist. I feel like he would want to detach himself from office work as much as possible, even if there’s som layer of attachment due to familiarity. I really love this small doodle because I managed to successfully use more interesting lighting which is something I’m trying to improve.

References for all the drawings

[tiredandoptimistic]

I have a lot of empathy for Clary Fairchild, because I too am on the shorter side of average but somehow ended up surrounding myself with freaks of advanced height and ended up looking like a gnome by comparison

[mybodyfails]

home sweet home

[mllenugget]

I felt like making up "angwy uwu" designs for Phil and Bad cuz yknow the whole angel demon thing, with no real intent to create context for them, but by the time I finished them we had the Election Diner code incident and the kidnapping of Dapper which made me go [blinking white guy meme]

I gotta give huge props to OngakuK for giving me inspo on some aspects 'Cause designing godlike figures with tons of ornements and symbolism is her shit, so I sent her my first drafts and asked for feedback and she gave me really cool ideas

And here's some bonus mid-shapeshifting doodles

My og designs for them are much tamer : Phil has got far less pairs of wings and 20 eyes less & Bad has got far less teeth and one single lower jaw

[mostlybirdsandphotos]

my first lifer of the year!!!

my first northern saw-whet owl and my first owl since I was a little kid (ó﹏ò｡) I'm so happy!!!

[hannyoontify]

btw i hope you guys know that jeonghan’s serving as a social worker! i think this is most likely bc of his injuries but that means he serves 3 months longer compared to your average enlisted soldier in the army

BUT!! THE BRIGHT SIDE OF THIS!!! is that being a social worker is basically working a 9-5. jeonghan gets to go home to seungkwan every night, sleep in his own bed, and go to work. after basics training, he’s going to and from home every day! this means his free time is totally his and i’m going to assume he’ll be seeing the members as often as much as he (and the members) can afford, although he won’t be able to participate in promotions and activities, he’ll still be around!

i hope this brings some sort of comfort and encouragement for someone out there 🙏

edit: this also means less physical exertion for jeonghan too! so hopefully he can get through basics training without any injuries and finish his service without any serious injuries or incidents

a lil bit more info here!

[loupy-mongoose]

A bit ago I found and got this iridescent 3d printed dragon at a thrift store

Ooo, pretty!

I got Velvet from our work Christmas party, and then got a smaller one more like this fellow for actual Christmas. I feel like these guys are one of those things I could easily get into hoarding collecting. Most of them are ridiculously gorgeous, and they're so fun to mess with!

[jackdaw-and-hattrick]

Big fan of Tall and Lean Danny combined with even Taller Amazon Jazz. Just this 6’7” twunk being teased by his 6’11” buff sister about how tiny he is compared to her and their 7’3” dad.

[iceclew]

OK, so today I have a terribly silly and ridiculous fun-fact for you, and I swear it's real!!

Did you know there is an actual typical Austrian dish called 'Kafka'?

And it's fast food? xD

I knew this. But completely forgot about its existance.

It's a special type of 'Bosna', which is basically a hot-dog, but not really a hot-dog 'cause it's different (lmao, best description ever). It's an extra roasted sausage with a lot added spices in a long burger bun. If made with an extra cheese-stuffed sausage it's called a 'Kafka' on the menu.

And.. it's the type of snack labor workers got after work on their way home. Typically, if not only, served at.. well I'd describe it as mini-diners? Snack bars? Like you cannot even sit down, you get your food outside and eat it while standing there. And it's basically quite cheap and you drink a cold one with it.

Thise snack bars are not that popular anymore but go back like 20 years and they all got food there.

And guess what .. now I looked it up, and find out IT WAS INVENTED IN MY HOMETOWN. I honestly don't know what to do with this information, I just had to get it out of my system.

@mechazushi there I promised to give you weird context and then I forgot and then I remembered. 🤣

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EDIT: PICTURES BELOW (behold it gets even weirder from here on🤣)

it's only half the fun without the correct image in your head 😏

Most times Bosna are a double, and their always too long.😏 But those are regular sausages. THIS:

Is a Kafka, friends. 😏🤣🤣

[commander-wame]

the vision. you s(b)ee.

also the backpack/glider codes for those curious -> [&AgEGlwEAAA==] [&AgENlwEAAA==]

[ozimagines]

Don’t know if anyone posted this already but look at himmmmmmm⬇️⬇️

He’s just so BOOP!! Such a bean🥹🥹🥹🥹

[orcelito]

Hello today went pretty good!!! Very productive!!!!!

Succeeded in finding a good bowling ball + pair of shoes. I ended up with THESE:

It's a 12 pound ball, fitted to my fingers. 3rd pic is after my 3 games with it (which they gave me for Free after I bought these things 🥺🥺🥺). It did bite me. And by that I mean that it's like. It's a different kind of throw than I got used to with the house balls. And it was pulling at my thumb in a way that uh. Well it skinned the inside of my thumb. OUCHIES! I did not do very good for the rest of that game lol. That was my 3rd game and I COULD have played more. But my hand hurt. And the bandaid I'd put on it was making it hard to grip the ball (I Did accidentally drop it backwards...twice) so like. I just decided to leave it be.

It's a scented ball tho!!! Described as... "ambrosia"??? Idk it does smell nice tho. Still gotta get used to the weight of it but I was shooting spares pretty great with it (until I skinned my thumb lol). Fucked around with trying to learn how to hook the ball in my 3rd game after I realized I was Not gonna do good playing normally. And it's supposed to be able to do Some hooking! I wanted smth versatile, but not Too expensive (compared to other options lol). So this is the one I settled on.

Also I have officially decided that its name is Sasuke the Third. Bc of the black and red. Not Sasuke the Second bc it's a little joke with myself about the badminton birdie I had as a freshman in college that I named Sasuke Junior bc I wanted to smack the shit out of him with the racket (this was back when I still hated Sasuke). But Sasuke the Third is named this with love. I am still going to be throwing him down long oiled lanes to slam him into pins at speeds of 12-15mph. And he will do his job GRATEFULLY. Especially after he Bit Me.

Next up are my new shoes. The ones in the color I loved were the only 6.5 size shoes they had. So I took it as a sign that they were the ones to get. I could've asked them to order some other ones in my size, but Nope! These were the ones. I still gotta get used to their specific traction, but they're pretty solid shoes! I like them :3

And then the bag I got. For my 12 pound ball and pair of shoes. Nice n neutral 😌

Baby's first personalized bowling equipment 🥺