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Staring at mer eclipse with big eyes.....so is he the snuggly type? Does he hold yn like a body pillow?

What he said-

And if he's having a bit of a hard time controlling his emotions, he'll ask politely for comfort.. (not so politely when in a good mood though, as seen earlier heheh..)

-Thank you for the ask!

For those who like the sketch better then the finished piece sometimes..

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lesbian fujoshis are some of the world’s most powerful people. women making those boys kiss not out of any love for the boys but purely out of a love for the game.

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we'll be right back! don't change the channel!

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Fic Cover Wallpaper !!

I personally liked my cover art for the DCA x Y/N fic I’m writing so I’m posting the wallpaper version of it! + The design of the DCA in the fic :]

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Hi, I am very normal about dca with tusks. I have a question. Can they growl for real? Can yn feel it if they were to put a hand on their chest? (One of my favorite tropes!!)

I sit us down like this is a business meeting. and then I open up my briefcase.

though they have no traditional vocal cords, the vibrations from their voice boxes can be felt all the same. yay!!!

... :) I am also very normal about it--and this ask has forever rolled around in my mind since. ty for enabling me 💚

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More MerMay art the marrier! Right!?

Something or someone interrupted Eclipse, whatever it was, he's going to find it and kill it- no one interrupts his cuddles >:[

I had no clue what I was doing for Y/N, at first I was like, cool, they'll be an orca mer, then I added the spots and I was like: oh sick-! They're a seal-orca hybrid! And I thought it was cool, so I kept it......... who else wants to know their parents love story?

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if you're caught between deciding whether you want to do something productive or go jerk off first, have you considered the perfect halfway alternative of scrolling on your phone sort of halfheartedly looking at pornography for an hour?

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mermay day 4: mythology

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My dopey guy. The silly. Impulsive boyo. Goober.

Very strange introduction but... So silly... One chomp doesn't hurt... Much.

Quit overreacting sheeshhhh /j

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Over The Deep End Ch. 1: All Downhill From Here

(Click the title for the AO3 link!)

Happy Mermay folks! Mer AU story for you lovelies! All about my mer au fellas and the depthsss isn't that exciting? :3

Summary: You only wanted a momentary escape, it didn't matter how as long as you found a way to be free when no one was looking. But... If you were told you'd be stuck in the dark, living in a cave lacking in privacy, with a Jellyfish mer, a Shark mer, and a mer that's of a species you never even heard of, you're not too sure you would have taken that risk.

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He approaches your boat with a gift. Do you accept it?

Prompt 1 "Seashells" from @daycarefriendpickup Mermay prompt list!

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Thinking about how the DCA's faceplate has an unmoving smile, yet their endo underneath looks almost like it's frowning. Idk if they did it intentionally, but it feels super on-the-nose about their situation.

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Boop! For more of the writing requests, how about your Siren Moon having little soft cuddles with sharkie Mer Reader, and Moon is cutely teasing them over how grumpy they are over letting him hear their purring. Reader is totally trying to pretend they are not purring, pouting at Moon

What a lovely request! I will respond with a later scene in the fic, slightly re-worked! And perhaps dialed it up a little. Just for you :3c

Requests info here: Link

Word Count: 876

Enjoy!

In the wee hours of the morning you crack an eye open, not really awake but not sleeping either. The blurry form of Sun nuzzles your side and slides out of the den, talking with what appears to be Moon. You open your other eye, watching them both from your folded arms. You really hope Sun isn't going to make you get up.

You let your tail drift along the ground, jaw opening in a big yawn.

"Shh." A low voice drifts to you, Moon hovering just over you. You click in greeting, wondering if you should move to let him lie down. Sun put you in the center, claiming it was 'easier to snuggle' despite your protests. Both of them take up most of the den to begin with, and you're just a guest! Despite the courting gifts they give you. And the pretty shells. And that you keep letting them close....

"Go back to sleep." Moon's voice is sibilant, soothing. He begins to hum, curling himself so his back faces the opening of the den. You are pulled into the circle of his tail and body, the middle part of his tail resting on yours and the end fin folded over your head.

"Mm..lemmie...go...." Your eyelids are heavy, and you are just so comfortable. This is not the first time you have he has held and sung you to sleep like this, but you are not a whelp. You are perfectly capable of falling asleep without a siren's lullaby in your ear.

Sharp claws card gently through your hair, and that's all it takes. Darkness takes your vision.

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You wake drowsily again to a purring chest, your cheek pressed where its warm. A tongue grooms your hair in slow strokes, instinct guiding you to tilt your head where he pushes. Its nice.

It cuts in and out a few times, but you purr in return to his ministrations. It's hard to rebuff him when every instinct says to bare your neck, let him close. The heavy weight of his tail presses on you, holding you still in a way that makes you feel safe. Claws trail up your back and trace one of their courting gifts wrapped around your neck, a trophy chain with sharp teeth.

"Moon..." The heavy dredges of comfort fight you, but the sun has risen. It's well past time to get up. "Let me up, I'm hungry." You start trying to squirm, weak arms struggling to get out from under his bulk. Moon rumbles, simply holding you tighter.

"Your purring says otherwise." He flashes you a mouth full of sharp teeth and resumes grooming your hair, making your muscles relax once more.

"Who's purring? You're the one that's purring," you retort. His chest is so loud he's clearly mistaken.

This is apparently the wrong answer. A claw the size of half your body presses your shoulder down and flips you easily, leaving you staring up into Moon's red eyes. You gasp in surprise, tail flicking in shock before it's held down by his bulk once more. You are effectively pinned, a flush coloring your grey scales.

Without his chest pressed to yours, you're forced to hear your own rusty purring. You swallow, forcing it to stop. "See?" You exhale shakily. "That can't be called purring."

Moon leans closer, face barely a scant inch above yours. "Is that so? You purr so sweetly when I sing for you.” Your face twists at the audacity. That was a lapse in judgement, and you didn’t know his singing could do that! Neither did he, but that’s besides the point. 

A thumb rests on your throat. Before, you would have felt a stab of fear race down your spine for a mer so large to press down on you like this. Yet, despite his teasing nature he’s respected your boundaries for the most part. You swallow, feeling your throat press against his thumb. There’s nothing he would force you to do, but what does he have in mind?

“Come on sharkie.” You pout, turning your head away. You’re not going to purr for him just cause he wants to feel it. 

“I told you, something that raspy can hardly be called purring.”  It’s nothing like how your mother or siblings used to purr, or even how Sun and Moon do. It sounds like something scraping. Despite this, both of them snuggle you and groom you, persistently trying to get you to purr for them. 

“Hehe…” he chuckles, suspiciously. You peer back at him, narrowing your eyes. “Tell me to stop then.” That’s all the warning you get before you are scooped up and flipped to rest atop him, a melody filling your ears. Yes, you can fight their song. You’ve found a way to keep yourself conscious even at point blank range, but for a strong siren his underbelly is soft and comfortable. 

An arm rests along your back, relaxing into his chest again. It’s just so comfortable that you start again, resting your cheek against his chest. You should really get up, but a few more minutes wouldn’t kill you. 

You narrow your eyes at him in annoyed defeat. If he wants to hear your gnarled purring, then that’s their choice.

Fin.

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Woagh....ur new fish....are those claws or long fingers on Moon? Also love that Sunny has a cape fin. He deserves it (I care he)

aaa thank you :D they were fun to design!!

in my mind .. i can't stop comparing moon's hands to grinch fingers 😭 they are spindly, fin-like, wiggly & joint-less, but sturdy enough to act like fingers. to help him munch on yummy jellyfish :o)

(he is a blend of sea angel.. AND blue glaucus!!)

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i really like your eldritch aliens story.

pls may i have some more?

hehe hi, thank you :D that means a lot to me to hear!! (i like them also... tis fun to draw Freaklets)

the lovely @rosescarletful wrote a oneshot for them!! (they have requests open, the kindest of the kind 💚)

I gently place some doodles into your hands....

and... a snippet of writing for them, below... :3c

The back of your eyelids flutter as you lift your head up. 

At the sight that greets you, you struggle to lurch back. And fail. 

Moving in a constant ripple is a wall of seamless gristle. Cut into the expanse is segments which begin to define the edges of its limbs into coarse webbing, the distinct and unpleasant color of viscera. 

From the writhing mass, blossoming outward like an unruly, parasitic sprout off an orchid, a mockery of familiar features takes form. The surface of its body is unnaturally smooth and simultaneously jagged in other areas, like a sculptor’s unfinished chisel into pure marble. 

The body bends down closer. It pushes a semblance of a face near yours. The motion is all too fluid and fast, like it lacks the skeletal structure to bend at joints with a limited range. Instead, the flesh folds and collapses into itself. Reforms elsewhere. 

From the center of what you’d call its chest, an eye blinks open. Peeling apart the flat plane to make room for the rounded optic that pushes outward. Rings of light circle around what you designate its pupil. The brightest point.

Once you make the mistake of eye contact, a compulsion latches onto you. 

It feels impossible to look away.  

You shrink back further into the web of sinew that binds you in place. The scientific half of your mind is curious. The logical half of your mind is deeply afraid. 

You hurry to squeeze your eyes shut as all of their remaining infinite eyes blink open. 

Every pupil leers directly at you. Countless white dots. There's an intense pressure, like a migraine, pressing down on your brain. It feels like having fingers caress against the spongy organ before squeezing so hard that it threatens to bleed out your nostrils instead.

Soft suggestions flood in. Soothe over the pain with mindless, humming static. The wordless messages caress your subconscious like wind sweeping through strands of hair. To look. To open your eyes.

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Hook, Line, & Sinker

🐟🐟Midnight's DCA MerMay Day 1🐟🐟

SORRY TO START OUT MERMAY SO LATE IM IN HELL WEEK (FINALS) AND COMMENCEMENT IS TOMORROW PLEASE ENJOY THIS FIRST STORY

Prompt:

I've got one :3

One of the boys accidentally got a hook in their tail (I think sun would be best, he'd probably freak out harder) and Reader's gotta calm him down and help remove it

Word Count: 1949

Story will be posted to ao3 soon!

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The sound of the waves floats in through your open window, becoming clearer as you start to wake up. You sit up, turning to see your thin curtains blowing in the breeze. Another beautiful sunny day. And hopefully, said sunny day will include the brightest, sunniest one of all. 

You hop to your feet, going through the motions of your usual morning routine. Humming in thought about whether you'll see—one of—the mers you've called friend over the course of the past six months or more. Moon, the darker of the pair with his blue and white coloring, hadn't given you any indication of his counterpart's whereabouts. Therefore you could only make assumptions, and even then they didn't add up. 

There were plenty of fish around for this time of year, the warm waters encouraging all kinds of species to migrate through the area, so it wasn't like he'd be pressed for a meal. Adding to that, the only competition around was Moon and they were civil enough with each other. You'd argue friends even, though they'd deny it vehemently if asked. 

Definitely not hibernation either, he would've tried to drag you to join him based on previous experiences. Which left... some not so lovely options to choose from. But, that would be jumping to conclusions. It's only been a few days, surely he's fine. Surely...

You do a quick cleaning of your house, sweeping away any sand that'd been dragged in, wiping off surfaces to remove any potential salt. Really you're just trying to pass the time as an excuse to not go looking for them at this hour of the morning. You'll admit you've become a bit attached over the time you've met both mers.

Moon's teasing remarks and actions, trying to pull you in the water or making—in your opinion—poor taste jokes about having you as a snack if he got hungry enough. Though that was back when you'd first met. He’d gotten a bit better since then. More light-hearted at least. 

Sun's enthusiastic rambles and the likes, constantly needing to go, go, go and show you all sorts of things that he found whenever the two of you were apart. He found your world fascinating as well, insistent you tell him anything and everything about it. You'd really bonded in that way, over your shared pursuit of knowledge. And of course, your genuine connection as friends. 

Ergo, you felt it was justified then to harbor some level of worry regarding his whereabouts. You'd do the same for Moon too. You realize your cheeks are suddenly burning and shake your head. Yes, you'd be concerned for your friends, always. 

Once you've finished your cleaning and have had breakfast, you decide you're not going to stall any longer. You slip on sandals, your sunhat, and head outside to the shore. With any luck, they'll both be around your dock area and all your worry will dissipate in an instant. 

If Sun is not however...

You'll wait to be concerned when it gets to that point. 

The sun's still warming up the sand as you step outside. The semi-cool feeling as your toes sink into it wakes you up fully finally. You squint and look out past where the waves break, to the end of the dock. It's hard to make out, but you think you spy a bobbing head near the rocks there. Just the one, however. 

Sure enough, you find Moon lounging back in the water, eyes closed as he floats semi-in place. The water's clear enough you can see the rest of his body and tail down, down, down, under the water which laps against him. 

In the sparkling reflections you see dark, yet shiny scales which blend with pure white, creating patterns and splotches throughout. Eyes that are currently closed that are a deep ruby red, mesmerizing, you could get lost in them even. He really was quite the mer, they both were. 

When your foot hits the last plank of the dock is when he peeks an eye open at you, smile languid as he shifts to float upright. 

"You're up early, Star. Shouldn't you still be asleep, curled up in your nest?" He yawns, resting his arms on the end of the dock. 

You sit down in front of him, careful to keep yourself out of snatching distance, knowing full well you'd end up in the water for a 'mid-morning swim'. "It's called a bed, Moon, and it's not... that early."

"You're worried about something."

You flinch at the accuracy. "It's Sun, it's been what, three days now? I can't help but be concerned about whether he's okay or not."

"We're not fragile by any means, you know." Moon chuckles, head resting on his webbed hands. "Three days could mean anything."

You groan, laying back against the weathered planks of the dock. "Exactly! He could be hurt, or, or maybe he's off somewhere and forgot to say something, or maybe he just doesn't want to see me, or—" You stop yourself, sighing.

Moon doesn't respond for a moment, then you hear him sigh as well. 

"If you're that concerned then I suppose I have no choice but to inform you of his whereabouts. Lest you wither away in your sorrows." He drawls, teasing lithe at the end of his words. 

You sit upright, looking down at him. "You mean you've known this entire time?"

"Pearl, we share a cove." The bluntness of the statement is followed by a snicker. 

Your face heats up, you attempt to defend yourself. "I didn't know! I've never been there so how would I?"

"Calm down, I'm merely trying to ruffle your scales. I can take you to see for yourself if you'd like. Though it won't be a very dry journey."

You're already taking your hat off and slipping off your sandals. "Kind of you to offer a warning this time, but I'll be fine."

"If you say so—" He offers his hand to you and you take it, only for him to suddenly yank you down into the water. As you remerge, spitting water out of your mouth, he continues. "—Then I'll happily lead the way."

You glare at the mer, but comply as he cues you to hold on to him, and to hold your breath. 

The journey is fast-paced and slightly terrifying. You can hardly see, having to close your eyes to avoid the sting of the salty sea. The noise of rushing water is deafening, if Moon is saying anything or trying to, you can't make it out. 

Luckily, it's over soon after it's begun. You find yourself dazed as Moon slows his pace, drifting along as you arrive in the cove. Though scanning briefly, you see no sign of the other supposed resident. 

Moon points to a rock that's obscuring a section further inside. "You'll find him there. I think you can swim the rest of the way yourself, considering I did all the strenuous work."

"W-where are you going to go?" You ask, baffled as he removes you from his shoulders.

He grins. "It's lunch time. Best of luck, Star."

With a whip of his tail—and a splash directly to your face—he disappears beneath the water. 

"It's not even 10 am yet!" You call, knowing full well he can't hear you. 

With a sigh, you swim over to the rock and then look around it. Sure enough, sitting in a sulking heap in a tide pool, is Sun. 

He perks up upon initially seeing you, frown twisting up into a smile, then seems to realize something and his face sours once more. 

He twists himself further and looks away from you, visibly huffing. 

"Go away, Sunshine,” he calls out to you. 

You scoff, and make the final stretch of swimming to end up beside him, feet landing on the sandy bottom of the tide pool giving you a bit of rest. It's deep enough that you're still in up to your waist in water, but it's a bit of relief at least. Though it certainly can't be for Sun, considering he's mostly out of the water where he's laying. 

When he turns even further away from you is when you get irritated. "Sun, that can't be comfortable. You can't even look at me? After I tried so hard to get here and find you?"

"I would rather not." Blunt. Then, "I'm sorry."

You pause, then huff. "Could you at least tell me what's wrong, please? I-I've been worried for days!"

"Really?" Sun asks, turning to look at you.

You see the surprise on his face and your anger softens. "Of course." You wade closer, and with how shallow it is are able to sit in the water now beside him. "You're my... friend, Sun. If something happened to you I'd feel awful."

"I—" He shakes his head, then shifts, sitting upright beside you. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have hid from you. I guess I was just... embarrassed." He avoids your gaze, the fins around his head twitching. 

You feel a bit of relief, chuckling. "Embarrassed of what?"

Sun stares at you a moment, then sighs, incredibly dramatically you'll add. Then, he twists and raises his tail in your general direction. 

In it, right on the edge, is a hook. A small one, relative to his size, as big as your palm but not your entire hand. 

You blink once, then twice. He speaks for you. 

"It's horrible isn't it!? It's been there for days and I'm at a complete loss as to what to do." He's practically wailing out his dismay, hand to his forehead and all. 

You frown a tinge. "I– you're serious?"

"Of course I am! This is a serious situation, Starshine!"

You shake your head. "I, Sun, this isn't-why didn't you just remove it?!"

"Think of the effort that would take, Pearl." Sun groans. "Ugh and the sensation,"—He shivers, even going so far to stick his tongue out—"Absolutely not." 

You just stare at him, he stares back. 

"Would you like me to get it for you?"

A strained smile. "Please."

What happens next is an uphill battle of just even trying to grip his tail. Not only is it slimy and thus difficult to get a good grip, but it didn't help he was thrashing about every which way anytime you got close. 

"Hold still, hold still!"

Still thrashing, protesting. "I'm trying but you need to be delicate, Star. Delicate!"

"I can't be anything if you don't settle down!" Finally you snatch it and hold it tight. Thankfully it's not too thin or you'd be afraid of harming him. "Now, sit there, behave, and maybe you'll be rewarded for it. Understood?"

You glance up, and he nods. Slowly. "Mhm." 

You look back down to the hook and take a deep breath. With your free hand, you grip it... 

And it slides out with a small tug. 

"Oh."

Before you can even make a protest, you're suddenly in the air, then landing in his lap. 

"Well, now that that's taken care of, what was that about a reward?" Sun grins, holding you by your hips in his lap. 

You sputter. "You… are you actually— after all that?!"

"A promise is a promise, Love." He plucks the hook from your fingers and flicks it away onto the shore, are you kidding—"You wouldn't want to disappoint, would you?"

You feel your face heat up, but still relent. "I said maybe!"

"That's close enough." Sun grins. 

You swallow, noticing just how much he's leaned in now, practically a breath apart. Though, you're not opposed to that. 

Close enough indeed.

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Thank you @dangerva for the prompt! Starting us off strong with this silly little one, very much enjoyed despite the horrors it took to get here (work is awful rn but classes are over so we thrive)

Brief reminder while I'm here, requests will be posted every other day, butttt i will be doing the dca pickup prompts mixed with this and will have short things on the off days ^^ that's all for now, bye!

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