#I have two mermaid aus

[trashcreatyre]

Thinkin about this little freak again

[mafuwara]

| Part two |

Part one of Secrets from the Depths, a willonzo/shuaro mermaid AU!!

[tears-of-xion]

Made a Rena Rouge mermaid design. :3

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[spittyfishy]

Mostly just an excuse to draw mermaid Angie again lol, but I had fun with Himiko as a fairy too!

[olivexing]

Did Olympe ever shrink down to explore the human town before meeting Ben? If not what is he most excited to learn about human culture?

So Olympe is actually human; he’s the son of an exobiologist and the alien she studied. He was adopted by a friend of his mother’s and never met his biological parents:

His mother (Rowan Asgaya-Dihi) and father (nicknamed “A.V.” or “Ava” for the species - called avis versipellis). The situation you’re describing- shrinking to explore human culture- is much more adjacent to the story of these two! Ava’s species size shifts as a self-defense mechanism, a way of maneuvering through their environment.

But yeah, Olympe, half-bird, was born essentially human-passing, with a set of fleshy wings that eventually grew feathers and hair. Size shifting didn’t manifest until puberty (and he spent a lot of middle school binding his wings with ace bandages to hide them 🥲) here he is, age 15, hiding his wings:

His favorite part of human culture is the moving image :) he loves movies! Writing! Acting! He’s an opinionated dude with a lot to say, and storytelling is his favorite thing in the world. He tried to work in the film industry as a crewman but couldn’t hack it, haha- he met Ben on a film set actually, where they became enemies-to-lovers(!)

He doesn’t know much about his Bird Side (he doesn’t know he’s part alien. He just says he’s “got a condition”)



[ahollowgrave]

-- laughter echoes among sinking ruins.

][ featuring @abyssalmermaiden's gorgeous Aryailles.]

[2hoothoots]

i was having a chuckle to myself last night about Gristol, and how his plans are basically:

Restore Ford Cruller's memory

Find Maligula

???

Profit

but then... of course they are, right? this is Gristol we're talking about. Fatherland Follies drives home again and again that he's still operating on a child's logic, a warped and reductive version of the world that he never bothered to grow out of. both of his memory vaults center on the images of his childhood, this idealized version of the past that he clings to no matter what. and that's still how he remembers Maligula, too - as this saviour figure, who rushes in to help him when he's in trouble.

[ID: Two slides from Gristol's memory vault, Glory to Grulovia! Left: Gristol clings to Maligula's back as she summons waves to sweep away his assailants. Right: Gristol and Maligula waving from a balcony as the people cheer. Gzar Theodore brandishes a dagger in the background.]

like so much else, Maligula represents a return to this idyllic childhood - to the peace and simplicity of his youth, when he was free from worries and responsibilities. in his mind, he doesn't need to make any further plans - once Maligula's back, everything will go back to normal. Maligula will make everything better.

...is what i thought, but then i remembered this line:

[Screenshot source. ID: Gristol, in Truman's body, bows on his hands and knees in front of the newly-awaked Maligula. The caption reads: "Yes, High Priestess! I am here to correct the mistakes made by my father!"]

and that's kind of interesting, right?

to be clear: this happens directly after Maligula sees Helmut-in-Gristol's-body, and recognises him. her line before this is:

"Little Gzesaravich! Have you come to pay for your father's sins?"

my first thought was that Gristol hadn't expected to still be in Truman's body by the time he managed to find Maligula, and this was him trying to placate her and buy some time until he could explain the situation. but watching the cutscene back, that's clearly not what's happening here. Gristol is answering as himself, and his response of throwing himself to his knees before her is, as far as i can tell, genuine.

so what is going on here?

in Fatherland Follies, there's this line in the ride narration that stuck out to me:

"Why didn't the Gzar help Maligula in her time of need? No one knows, but historians agree - it is Gzar Theodore's biggest failure."

other lines mention Gzar Theodore's "mistake", and it's wording Gristol himself echoes in the screencap above. evidently, he believes that his father abandoned Maligula, leaving her to her fate at the hands of the Psychonauts, and it was that mistake that lead to them being driven out of the country - that mistake which he seeks to correct. maybe he even feels like he has a debt to repay to her for his family turning their backs on her all those years ago.

the 'High Priestess' thing, though - that's kinda weird, and threw me for a loop the first time i played the game. it took me until my second playthrough to connect the dots, and remember how the room in the Lady Luctopus - Gristol's room - was full of Delugionist scribblings and symbols.

[Screenshot source. ID: left, the walls of the hidden backroom in Gristol's hotel suite, covered in scrawlings of eyeballs and Maligula's name. Right, the pinboard from the hidden backroom. On its surface are photographs and newspaper clippings connected by pieces of string.]

i mean, look at this stuff! he had a whole conspiracy board and everything!

we learn very little about the Delugionists and their beliefs as a whole during the game, but i think drawing the connection here suggests two important things. one: that Gristol was in deep with this stuff. i don't know how he linked up with them - maybe via old family connections, or just good old-fashioned digging (we know he's skilled at worming his way into peoples' good graces, after all) - but it seems likely that he's begun to internalise their ideas, maybe even warping his own memories of events. and two: the Delugionists themselves are, if you'll pardon the pun, pretty far off the deep end.

like... i understand why PN2 didn't go heavy on the "mass-murderer cult worship" aspect of things, in the end, but man this is such a tantalising glimpse into the wider mythos around Maligula. Gristol is proud and haughty and thinks himself above everyone else; the fact that his first reaction seeing Maligula is to throw himself to the ground at her feet says so much about the way he's come to see her. he's not just trying to bring back Maligula, his childhood bodyguard. he's trying to bring back Maligula, the High Priestess of the deluge, the semi-mythical figure whose supporters believe even death couldn't stop. he doesn't even flinch at the way she confronts him, and maybe it's because he's bought in so completely to this deified figurehead, this idea of Maligula; more a living force of nature than a person. and it all comes back to the same place: an abdication of responsibility, not just to the person who protected him when he was little but to this avatar of floods and destruction. Maligula will make everything better.

i'd write more about my thoughts on the Delugionists but that'd be taking a hard turn into speculation, and this is already kind of long and rambling so i'd better end it here. but what an unexpected and evocative line, right? it's some of the only stuff we have to go off of regarding the Delugionists as a whole, but i think it does such a good job of hinting at the wider story - at teasing another layer to the mythos surrounding Maligula, one whose ripples we see throughout the game but which never quite breaches the surface.

[emily-mooon]

Jancy Weekend Day 4: AU

I’ve had the ocean on the brain due to it being summer, one of the teams for artfight this year is seafoam (which I love btw and hoping is the team that wins), and cause of my blogs theming, so I thought it fitting to draw them in a mermaid au! (that also takes place in the 19th century because I said so)

I’ve also just been itching to draw the ocean again. It was fun the last few times I did it and I haven’t had any ideas on what to draw in relation to it (until now)

[softquietsteadylove]

Poor fisherman Gil getting turned to the same species as Thena for a day because of some wich and now he finds out how Thena finds him very hot in his form

"Thena!"

"Gil?" Thena turned, her hair fanning around her in the water. It was still a distance away, but she knew that voice. Although, she never expected to hear it in this way again. She squinted, hoping to focus her eyes on the far, far distance.

There was a small dot of black, swimming towards her. It was moving quickly, using a thick, strong tail. Its fins were thick, like a shark's, dark against the blue like an angler.

"Gil!" She swam, her tail propelling her urgently. Her arms reached out against the currents, a habit she'd picked up from her human mate.

"Angelfish!" Gil burst in relief as he got his arms around her. They circled in the water, their tails swishing so closely they knocked together. "I'm so glad I found you!"

She blinked, her eyes adjusting again. She could feel the dark scales raised on his skin, the dorsal spines running down his back between the muscles of his torso. Her fins reacted naturally to the way the water bent around his larger, stronger fins.

He pouted as she pulled away. "I was worried I wouldn't be able to find you. It's a whole lot of nothing out here!"

She laughed faintly, although she quieted herself at his distress. "Everything identifiable is further down, love. Sandbanks, current changes, there are reefs and-"

Gil latched onto her again. "Well, I didn't expect to have to come find you like this."

He had a point. Thena let him cling to her, although it was decidedly odd behaviour for a mer. "Indeed--why are you out here like this?"

He groaned, making bubbles rise from the gills on his neck. "I don't know what happened."

She listened patiently as he started drifting downward listlessly, letting his worries sink him a little at a time. She took his hand, also odd for a mer, but assuring him she was there.

"I reeled up this weird looking eel-fish-thing. I was gonna cut it loose, thought maybe it was an endangered species or something. But then I got close, this purple gas came out of nowhere, and suddenly my legs were gone."

"Hm," Thena mused aloud. She could see how that was alarming. It was one thing for her to practice and then perfect splitting her tail into legs. And while it was embarrassing and frustrating to lose that control in times of fatigue, she could only imagine how frightening it would be to experience it completely without knowledge or prior attempts.

"I slid myself off the deck of Titania so I could come find you," Gil finished, practically whimpering at her.

She offered a smile and leaned in to kiss him. "Fear not, my lionfish. I doubt it will last."

"You think?" he asked her as she continued her affections. They drifted closer to the coral reefs below.

She nodded, guiding him more deliberately towards some ledges of coral formations on which they could rest. "Old magic like that is rare, but all the tales of it never speak of anything lasting longer than a moon."

Gil looked down at himself, bending his tail as they managed to hover around the coral and sand. "I wasn't exactly planning on taking a day off work, let alone like this. And Titania isn't even anchored!"

"Gil," she said gently, tipping his chin to kiss him again. It seemed to calm him, and she had to admit that kissing him in this form - feeling the bend of his fangs under his lip - held a certain addictiveness to her. She blamed it on her instincts.

"Okay, okay, you're right," he sighed, again releasing his excess air via his gills. Even they were lovely.

He looked around them, now able to see a few mers in the area, further from the surface. "I had kind of hoped I could ask someone if they had seen you, but no one was around. And if I did see anything even resembling a mer it just...swam off."

Thena smiled again. Her mate was truly adorable. "I can see why."

His gills puffed. "What does that mean?"

Her eyes drifted down from the rich colour of his eyes to the exposure of his collar bone. Usually, he was preoccupied with covering himself, even at home, more often than not. But she had a full view of his chest, the perfect blend of muscle and fat. His dark scales encroached on it, harmonizing with the lovely colour of his skin. His upper abdominal muscles bulged, a line running down them until his scales from either side of his back met and formed the upper beginnings of his tail.

"Angelfish?"

She darted her eyes back up to his. This was not the time for her to be appraising his appeal as a mate. "You look a little...sharklike."

"Really?" he looked down at himself. Of course, both of them next to each other, the contrast was visible. His tail and fins were thicker, more cartilage than thin membrane stretched between spines. "Huh."

Thena squeaked, her own gills bubbling as he reached down and ran his thumb over the webbing of one of her fins. Red bloomed across her face.

"Whoa," he commented mildly, comparing the feeling of her fin and his own. He ran it between his thumb and finger, like he did with hers. "That's such a weird sensation. It's like...I dunno, I've never had an extra limb like this."

Thena was unable to offer comment, too flustered at having him explore her so liberally.

"So," he looked at her again, completely unaware of how badly he had flustered her. "Is it bad?--how I look, I mean."

"Oh," she gulped, her gills breathing for her. She resettled her tail, hoping it wasn't vibrating from the stimulation. "N-No, not necessarily."

"Is it, uh," he made a face, also resettling himself to 'sit' with her (in a sense), "uncommon?"

She pushed her hair over her shoulder and out of her way. "No, Gil, it's...well, it isn't common. But it's in no way unfavorable."

He looked around them again. They were getting a few looks by passing mers, both individuals, and even mated pairs passing through. "You sure?"

"Indeed," she murmured, also eyeing those who paid them special attention. "Intimidating, perhaps, but not unfavorable."

"How is it good to be intimidating?" he asked, and it reminded her that he felt sensitively about his size as a human, too. He was such a gentle soul, he didn't like it when other humans assumed he was of an unpleasant disposition.

Her sweet human.

Thena sighed, taking his hand again, clasping it between hers. "To other bulls, I mean, Gil. You are an intimidating rival to other males."

"Oh," he made another face, and then his eyes went wide, "oh! Wait, you mean, like...I'm-"

"A fine specimen," she finished for him, no matter what it was he would have said. She huffed, "and believe me, the others here have noticed."

Gil raised a brow at her. He took another brief look around, although she was happy to note that he didn't seem to really notice anyone. "Really?"

"Is it so unbelievable?" she challenged. She rose from their relaxed position on the smooth coral overhang, dusting up the sand below. "I'll have you know that mers are very selective about potential mates. You cut a very promising prospect."

Gil rose to join her, easily only having to beat his tail once for every two of hers. "You know I don't care about that, hon."

Thena followed another mer taking notice of them with her eyes. In fact, she let her whole head swivel, making sure they knew they were not unchallenged. "It is not up to you, I'm afraid. Those interested will take notice whether I want them to or not."

She hissed at the passerby, just to really send a message.

Gil chuckled next to her. "Now you know how I feel all the time."

Her gills puffed again as he turned her gently to stop glaring at others and look at him. He brushed his thumb against the necklace permanently corded around her neck.

Thena happily leaned in, angling her shoulders forward as her tail swished happily. Kissing wasn't foreign to mers, but it wasn't the primary mode of conveying affection, either. This was much more human, but she had no qualms.

Gil kissed her eagerly, their fangs clicking together a few times in their vigour. His arms wrapped around her, his fingers tracing the spines along her back bone. She really had to tell him that he was quite handsy as a mer.

She purred as they separated, her hands on his cheeks, him still holding her as close as their tails could allow.

"It's quite a vulgar display, isn't it?"

Thena turned, hissing and splaying her fins at whomever it was that felt the need to comment, no matter who it was. "Away!"

It was two other mermaids, eyeing her with displeasure. It was not unlike having to confront human women on land, though. Defending her territory as a mate was always the same, legs or tail.

The two waved at Gil. "Do come find us if you tire of her."

Gil let his offense at the suggestion show on his face. His lip curled up in a snarl to show off his impressive fangs. "Trade a pearl for a rock, you mean?"

The female's jaw dropped.

Thena snickered at both the jab and her reaction to it. They turned sharply, flapping their tails forcefully in their exit. Thena was happy to send them away without their satisfaction. She circled on the spot a few times, displaying her unwillingness to back down.

Gil reached up to pull her down to him again. He was amused. "Are mers always so...forward about mates?"

Thena gave one last withering look in the direction of the two intruders. "Not always that forward. But I did tell you--you are a desirable prospect. And those without a mate would happily make an offer to you. Clearly my presence is not an obstacle."

"Well," Gil pulled her close again, despite or perhaps in spite of how they were just scrutinised for it. "How should I convey I'm a taken man--or mer, I guess."

She smiled, pressing her lips to his again, if briefly this time. "Only for a day. And just stay close to me. I will handle any potential interlopers."

"Well," he drawled. He was having fun, now. "If I'm so intimidating looking--what with my shark fins and all."

He spoke lightly of it, but it wasn't that common, and it did make him entirely too appealing to the eye.

"Maybe I should put it to good use," he nuzzled her cheek, making sure to settle himself next to her ear. "And make it clear that I'm happily mated."

Thena did her best to resist the urge to flutter like a jellyfish. She nuzzled into him in return, again indulging in such affections based on her merly instinct (she told herself). "It should be obvious to anyone. You are far too alluring a specimen to be without mate, after all."

"Is that so?" he raised an eyebrow at her as she trailed a finger down his open chest. "Well, it's a good thing I'm so 'alluring', as you put it."

She pursed her lips, awaiting his reasoning. But she blushed as his fin caressed hers in a way she refused to believe was accidental. "Gil!"

"I'll have to be, to be with the most beautiful mermaid in all the seven seas."

[h-didanart]

Guys I turned them into fish!

happy mermay! Here’s ny contribution: more of my AU’s Bloodmoons

and now the close ups :3

Will probably doodle them with these designs more, I thought way too much about them for them to only be a one time thing

[moeblob]

(throws them into a modern AU)

So since Ymber wouldn't be a deity there are some things he lacks physically - such as no pointed ears and no bright blue undertones to his hair. Just the basic blue. (does he dye it in a modern AU ? who knows) Also while he doesn't have a collar to symbolize his servitude to humans I still think he should have a choker.

I had some help a while back brainstorming how there would be some form of "superior" dynamic could still exist and I really liked the idea given that he's a famous architect. (he does design all constructs for his city as a deity so it checks out - he likes buildings) And Deacon just admires all the guy's works and never expects to run into him but of course they do! Gotta have a very awkward "oh it's you I'm going to melt into the earth" and "I have no idea who you are but we should hang out".

Sooo Deacon still just really admires Ymber and feels like they're on totally different levels and doesn't understand why Ymber would want to associate with him since he's just a "boring human".

[artbyace]

flat colors are practically done! rem and sirius are on their way ^_^

[theearlgreymage]

“You have the salt of the seven seas on your tongue,” the Siren breathes out in awe. What must have been his gills fluttering against the sides of his chest. Levi tries to kick and wriggle his way out from underneath the Siren. “Get off of me!!” Frowning now, the Siren holds a look of confusion on his sculpted features. “Oh little one,” there is pity in his tone. Levi loathes pity. “How lost have you become?” “The hell are you talking about?!” Levi shouts. The Siren finally, blessedly, sits back in the small dinghy – seeming to appraise Levi more fully now. “My spell didn’t work on you. You know our songs. And you have our chorus in your throat. You’re clearly a lost one.” Sitting up, Levi pushes himself as far away from the Siren as possible. The words leech the fight from his core. Leaving nothing but exhaustion, grief, and confusion in its wake for Levi. “None of what you’re saying makes any sense,” Levi confesses from behind a fringe of damp locks. Shoulders slumping, the Siren sighs and looks out at the rippingly waves that are gently swaying the boat. “Don’t go anywhere, I’ll be back with answers,” the Siren promises before hoisting himself back into the water without preamble. “Hey!” Levi shouts, suddenly lunging after the Siren. He’s too slow, however, and by the time he reaches the opposite edge of the dinghy where the mysterious creature had been sitting, there isn’t a trace of him left. “By Poisiden… What just happened?”

You may feel compelled to clutch your pearls after reading just the tags one. I may have let the spirit of MerMay guide me a little too freely.

Shout out to @ic3-que3n for being the best Beta Reader ❤

Read it here on AO3

Additional information is below the cut ✂

Chapters: 1/1

Fandom: Shingeki no Kyojin | Attack on Titan

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Relationships: Levi Ackerman/Erwin Smith

Characters: Levi Ackerman, Erwin Smith

Additional Tags: MerMay 2024, MerMay, Merman Erwin Smith, mer!erwin, Pirate Levi Ackerman, Pirate!Levi, Top Erwin Smith, Bottom Levi Ackerman, Bottom Levi Ackerman/Top Erwin Smith, Trans Character, Trans Male Character, Trans Levi Ackerman, Siren Erwin Smith, Erwin Smith Has a Big Dick, Erwin Smith has a Tentacle Dick, Erwin Smith has TWO DICKS, Canon Typical Violence, Attempted Sexual Assault, Alternate Universe - Pirate, Alternate Universe - Merpeople, Sex, Kissing, Boys Kissing, Rough Kissing, Oral Sex, Anal Sex, Vaginal Sex, Period Sex, Erwin is a carnivore and will eat his man out while he's bleeding, Double Penetration, Double Penetration in One Hole, Double Penetration in Two Holes, Blow Jobs, Cunnilingus, I need you to use your imagination with the oral sex, and the fact Erwin has a big human dick and a flexible tentacle dick, Beta Read, Let me believe that merfolk are real and genderfluid af

Levi can’t see the end of the Siren’s tail, it is still hidden beneath the choppy waves. Blue eyes that reflect the bottomless depths settle on Levi.

Summary:

“Hello there,” a deep voice croons from a sharp grin revealing canines that could slice through flesh with ease.

“Fuck off,” Levi hisses as he tightens his grip on the hilt of his sword. Pointing it towards the vile creature's chest. He should lunge right here and now, this Siren has killed his fellow men and set their ship aflame. But something pulls at his muscles, drawing his tendons tight and leaving him locked in place as he glares across the short distance between them.

“Aren’t you an interesting one,” the Siren ignores the threat of Levi’s weapon, leaning forwards until the tip presses against their chest. “My song didn’t affect you, did it?”

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When Levi's ship is set ablaze and he escapes with his life, he meets a creature of the deep that will change his body and his fate.

[a-stars-art-blog]

oh dude kakyoin's pretty koi tail!! absolutely stunning!! he and avdol are definitely the pretty boys of the merman group ... what's everybody else think of that

I honestly don’t think any of them care but they do have some thoughts about their appearance

[luna-the-cretar]

No but picture this for the Mermaid!Daisy Icebound AU

Daisy has been living with the Icebound crew for a while. Idk where, that doesn’t matter, what does matter is that there’s a shore. So every night, Daisy goes to the shore, and chats with Honey, who is still in her mermaid form (the way I tend to interpret mermaids/sirens is that when their lower half is submerged, they’re in their mer-form, but otherwise are in their human form—with the caveat that they can’t speak verbally in this au).

Honey knows a lot about the crew, based on what Daisy tells her. And whenever the topic of Skrimm comes up, Daisy gets all bashful, and so Honey—like an older sister would—starts teasing Daisy for her crush. One day, Honey tells Daisy that Myalin wants her to come back home, and so Daisy agrees to return home for a couple of weeks, to appease their dad.

So she tells the crew (who don’t know she’s a mermaid) that she has to return home for a bit, and they’re all sad ofc, but Skrimm asks her if he could come with her (“I want to meet Honey, she sounds cool with how you describe her.”). Daisy immediately shuts that down, and so Skrimm instead gives her his lucky dice to remember him by (aside from the ring/necklace he had given her previously).

So that night, Skrimm finds himself looking out the window or whatever, and it looks directly at the shore. He notices Daisy, and then all of a sudden he sees her just. Jump in head first.

So he runs out to save her, and when he gets to the shore, both her and Honey’s heads pop out of the water, and Daisy is trying to tell him to go back home. Skrimm asks her what the fuck she’s doing, and Daisy reveals that she’s a mermaid. He asks why she hid this from him, and she confesses that she’s thought they’d cast her out, and Skrimm points out that the entire party are “freaks of nature”, so she’d fit right in.

They go back and forth for a bit, before Honey tells Daisy that they need to go. Daisy says one final goodbye to Skrimm, says that she’ll be back in a couple weeks, and the sisters submerge themselves and start swimming away.

Except Daisy hesitates for a moment, before quickly swimming back to Skrimm, gives him a very quick kiss on the lips, one final “bye” (while she’s flushed and all smiles), shoves something in his hands, and actually swims back home with Honey.

Skrimm looks in his hand, and sees a small daisy earring that Queenie had gotten her a while ago. Skrimm smiles, puts the earring on, and returns back home.

[crossbackpoke-check]

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