#based off the little mermaid

[foxys-left-foot]

Confessions of A Watery Man - Daylor AU

In which, merman! Dave confesses to his newfound sailor! friend Taylor, that he loves him. (My fic / writing acc on here is @oldmanmikedirnt so go check it out.)

Trigger warnings: use of a slur, slightly suggestive content, cannibalism mention

Divider cred: @animatedglittergraphics-n-more

Gif cred: @presleycobain

If you do not like the content ahead, please do not read this, then! The start of this fic is on ao3 and is titled "Waves."

"Taylor, I wanna say something wild," Dave declared, swishing the water around with his tail. "Yeah, dude?" Taylor replied, turning to face him. There were a few minutes of silence, but the blonde was patient nevertheless.

"...I like you, Taylor,"

"Huh?"

"I like you, Taylor. Like, I think I am in love with you, and from moment one. That's why I saved you and your friends. And you...you don't want to kill me just for being a merperson. You love spending time with me and...I love spending time with you. Tay, I love you."

Taylor's heart jumped in his chest as his stomach did a 180°. "W...Wow, David, I didn't know you felt that way. Weird because ---"

"You think I'm weird because I like you, a guy? I knew the world wouldn't like a merman fag!"

"No!" Taylor chuckled, "I like you, too."

"Really? You mean it? A hundred percent?"

"Yeah. Hundred."

Dave moved closer to him. "Totally?" he asked once again. "Totally." Taylor responded, moving himself into a more comfortable position. Dave inched closer. He briefly caressed the younger male's cheek, moving so close that the side of his tail looked glued to Taylor's hip.

It was at that moment that he made a move. He leaned in much closer, closing the gap between them. He pressed a kiss to his lips, partially desiring a return of the gesture. He received it. Caught up in the moment, they didn't notice that they were gradually sliding off the side of the dock.

Taylor pulled away to break the kiss and went to stand up, but slipped and tried to hold Dave's tail for support. However, he failed and ended up dragging them both into the water. They landed with different sized splashes, Taylor shrieking in surprise. When they resurfaced, they locked eyes worriedly, but Dave started giggling. His laughter was contagious, and the blonde laughed too.

"You ok?" he giggled. Taylor nodded. "Sorry, honest accident." he chuckled. There was another moment of silence, then they locked lips again. The brunette tilted his head slightly, taking a giant invisible leap to lick at Taylor's lower lip. Gladly, he subconsciously opened his mouth enough to let the latter's tongue explore it.

Dave grunted, wrapping his tail around the human's legs. "D-Dave..." The younger boy whined, "Should we ---?" Just as he went to answer, the sun was almost completely set. "Fuck!" Dave swore, "I gotta go; they'll come looking for me! I'll catch you later, Tay! We'll talk tomorrow, okay?" he called as he started to swim away quickly.

Taylor furrowed his brows, confused as to why he'd been in such a damn hurry. "Okay, see ya later!" he shouted, waving goodbye. "...Davey." He mumbled, blushing a dusty pink. That was going to be his nickname from now on. He groaned as he slowly got out of the water. He was wringing out his hair when he heard...laughter??

Sure enough, there was Rami, laughing and cupping his mouth with a hand. "Wow! Dude, you just kissed a fish guy!!" He taunted. "How'd he taste? Were you guys gonna bang??" Taylor grumbled, just deciding to approach Rami. "Hey, shut up! And he tasted like...fuckin...flowery or something, and salty." He shrugged.

"Riiiight, sure, sure. That's nice. Anyway, have you told him about your career and whatnot?"

"Yeah."

"And?"

"He's cool with it. Just as long as I don't hurt him or his friends. That's his only rule,"

"That guy seemed like he was in a hurry. Why?"

"To be honest? I'm not sure. He said he needed to come back before someone started to look for him."

"You know that if word gets out about you and him, you could both end up getting killed? Probably by the same people?"

"Yeah, and it's a risk we are more than willing to take. Plus, we're keeping it a secret."

Rami chuckled. "Kindergartener! Keeping secrets and whatever! Just tell your folks that you're gay! And while you're at it, make sure to wear a condom while you're bangin.' Wouldn't want a sea STD, now would ya? God, I gotta tell my grandma! She's gonna think this is a hoot!"

Taylor quickly pulled out his pocket knife, pointing the blade at Rami's poor nose. "You will not tell a single fuckin soul, understand me? Not even Nate! Especially not Nate! He'll kill him in a heartbeat! So do me a favor and keep your damn mouth shut!" He snapped.

Rami nodded. "Yessir! I got it, I got it! Now let's get home already. Getting pretty dark." He said, voice somewhat shaky. The two left the docks, casually walking towards home.

Meanwhile, David was swimming as fast as he could to get to the reef on time. He knew what happened to merpeople at nightfall: they'd become their siren counterparts. Alas, the transformation had already begun --- his skin was turning a dark gray. "No, no!" he wailed, trying to swim faster. His hair and tail turned jet black. "I've gotta find my mom!" he cried out in a double-layered voice. His voice sounded mostly the same, but it was raspier and had more of a hiss to it.

Grey webbed fins began to protrude from his upper arms as a large one came from his back. He gasped and knew what was next: he'd transform completely and lose his humanity. His teeth became sharp, fine little fangs; nails were becoming long black claws, and eyes going completely ruby red. He hissed ferociously, looking for his first target.

After not finding one readily within range, he surfaced to go hunt for one. His red vision caught sight of a dark-haired male walking next to...a familiar person of sorts? No matter, he'd eat them both.

[warriormoustache]

Every year I tell myself that I’m going to do something for mermay and every year I forget about it right up until the last day.

So here is a very rushed last minute project for mermay lol

In order: Ocellaris clownfish, oceanic manta ray, red lionfish, clown triggerfish, and quoyi parrotfish.

[glimersims]

under the bright blue endless sky

[gblubrry]

The Little Mermaid! Azul

[mothrabu-bu]

When Our Worlds Collide

[karizipan]

ermm scanned some stuff... some of the orv in my sketchbook + tidbits of my silly merfolk yjh au

[dinitride-art]

What was an artist supposed to do but become a diver when his husband was stolen by the sea?

[princess-ibri]

I would love to hear more of your headcanons for what Triton's childhood was like and maybe even how you think he may have met his future wife.

Sure! So my basic idea for Triton is he kinda has a Cinderella meets King Arthur set up. He has pretty nice childhood at first, being the heir to Atlantica, spending time with his father Poseidon and grandfather Neptune, learning the history of the kingdom and to play the undersea calliope and all that.

But things change when he turns 10. His beloved grandfather falls ill and dies mysteriously, and his father soon after remarried the strange Octopin healing woman who’d come to try and heal Neptune—the beautiful Thalassa, who also brings along her two young daughters, Ursula and Morgana.

Life becomes more difficult for Triton in the following years. He’s still the heir but his father grows distant and more infatuated with his new wife, who increasingly builds up her power behind the throne, and his two step-sisters, though they somewhat bond at first begin to more and more constantly tease and torment him.

(Greater details on Thalassa and the girl’s backstories here )

Things continue to go downhill for Atlantic and Triton and when he’s 18 his father too dies, and Thalassa moves to finally take the throne for herself. Triton flees and over the next two years builds up a resistance to take back the kingdom, though they’re kept on the run by Thalassa’s magic/the army kept under her control with magic and fear and desire for power. At last he’s able to stage an attack on the castle, and pull out the Trident from where it’s been stuck in its pedestal, Thalassa and her daughters unable to draw it out as Poesidan never passed the right to the throne to them.

Using the power of the Trident Triton is able to finally overcome his stepmother, who in an epic battle tries transforms into a terrifying eldritch monster, and as she is too powerful to fully kill he traps her in a cave for all eternity, and then deals with Ursula, who begged for mercy and received the lighter sentence of banishment. (Morgana already having left years before)

I think he would have met his wife Psmathae during the years he was on the run leading the rebellion. She’s a kind and playful young mer-woman of common birth with an interest in the World Above. She helps Triton to keep a sense of hope and cheer during the dark years. She’s a beloved queen, wife and mother for the years she lives.

Unfortunately her interest in the World Above does end badly, as she is killed by human pirates when she was exploring above the waves one day, something Triton never recovers from.

This is actually a great start to doing backstories for the Disney Parents so yeah we’ll say this is the first one and put it under the #Disney Parent Backstory tag

[xbuster]

KINEMA CITRUS IS MAKING A MERMAID ANIME!!

This cannot air soon enough.

[scared-pumpkin]

Behold! A mermaid on mermay! That's right I'm posting things on time. Amazing, showstopping, never seen before. Honestly I'm just experimenting here with the square brush and I think it turned out pretty well!

[abiogenesiis]

oneshot piece.

"Where would we walk? Where would we run? If we could stay all day in the sun..."

a rewrite of the POYW reprise.

Lear had spent the afternoon in his secret grotto after receiving an earful from the king, his father. The entire ordeal had soured his mood, so he believed surrounding himself with his treasures from the world above might cheer him up.

It's a wonderful thing, to know that nobody else knows that this grotto exists. The prince could spend hours here, laying upon the smooth rock, staring up at the rays of sunlight filtering in from above the surface. But.. he can't stay here forever.

Lear swims out of the grotto's secret entrance, hidden by a veil of seagrass, on the way back home from his day out. However, a loud noise sounds from above, stopping the prince in his tracks. He gazes upwards, spotting a blur of bright lights past the threshold to the surface.

Lear tilts his head curiously. He scans the surrounding area, making sure nobody was around, or even following him. His father would be upset if he were to return home late again… but he was so curious about the surface, he just had to investigate.

The prince ascends, meeting with a fresh breeze when his head is above the water. More loud noises sound, his gaze drifting to the evening sky. Colorful sparks of light explode high above a ship in the distance. A ship!

Lear's eyes glitter curiously at such a marvelous sight. He excitedly swims towards the ship. It was even more large when Lear was right next to it. He places a webbed hand to the wood, hearing music and laughter floating from above. It wouldn't hurt to take a small peek… right?

The prince hoists himself up on a lower section of the ship, acting as a seat and a height boost in observing the human activity through a small rift in the ship's side.

The atmosphere here was just as colorful as the lights he's seen in the sky. A party, it seems. Humans were chatting happily amongst eachother, laughing and dancing. Such a lovely sight…

Lear takes notice of one particular human standing rather close to where he was hiding, staring out at the horizon. The sea breeze tussles softly at his dark hair.

Lear notices a solemness in this human's eyes – deep blue, like the ocean depths. Lear blinks. Why wasn't this human enjoying the festive atmosphere like everyone else on the ship? Why did he look so wistful?

The human was broken out of his daze, called over to the centre of the ship by another. He stands there awkwardly as the one who had called him begins a speech of some kind, before a grand statue of stone is revealed from beneath a velvety cloth. The human blushes, looking down shyly as the statue is depicting his form. It appears he's not too fond of the statue.

However, his demeanor slowly began to change, soon laughing as his animal companion charges towards him and licks his face. He was almost.. pretty, when he smiled.

Then, after some time passes, a very loud noise echoes. It wasn't the lights above, but a roar of thunder. Then, a clap of lightning and the sound of something igniting paired with a loud crash. Lear glances up, spotting flames searing a section of the ship. His eyes flicker back to the sailor he was watching. He springs into action, aiding his fellow humans, but Lear had caught a glimpse of fear in his deep blue eyes. His animal companion was barking, looking rather uneasy as well.

Lear dives back into the water, the ship becoming unsteady due to the rocky waves.

A storm, in full swing. Rain pelts down on the prince's face as he scans over the ship again. The sails have caught fire now, along with most of the ship. The frightened party goers were being evacuated off the burning ship via smaller boats lowering into the water, paddling to shore, most likely.

The sounds of creaking, burning wood fill the air. The ship is falling apart. Most of the humans are already sailing away from the flaming disaster in the sea.. but where's that sailor? Lear hears barking, looking up to see the dark-haired human near the edge of the ship with his animal companion in his arms, being lowered into the sea below. Everyone was safely evacuated…

But what happened next, both Lear and the sailor didn't expect. A part of the sail had broken, sending the broad log of wood swinging towards the sailor, and sending him overboard and plunging into the dark water.

Panicked, Lear dives beneath the surface, surging after the sailor, who was sinking further and further into the depths. Before sinking any deeper, Lear takes hold of the sailor's waist, and makes his way back towards the surface.

Lear emerges with the unconscious sailor in his arms, the two of them adrift within the thrashing waves.

It was going to be a long way back to shore.

As Lear paddles them along, the ship was completely breaking down, leaving only burning pieces of charred wood and other debris behind them.

–

It was just before dawn when Lear pulled the sailor onto the white sands of the beach. It was quiet – the squawking of seagulls sounding above and the soft lapping of the calm ocean waves filling the air.

Lear sat next to the unconscious, unmoving sailor, looking him over for any injuries. Oh no, was he..?

He leans closer… and sighs of relief, hearing the steady sound of breathing. The prince glances over the sailor again, pushing his damp dark hair from his face. He realizes: this is the first time he's been this close to a human.

He realizes.. just how beautiful this sailor appears to him in their moment of close proximity. Lear's gaze softens, before his eyes flutter shut and he begins to hum a quiet melody. Then, slowly vocalizing entirely.

A siren's song is their strongest weapon. Lear rarely sings, considering only the voice of a female siren can lure its prey, but now… he couldn't help but sing to this human, as if it would soothe him. Even though he probably couldn't hear him.

Then, the sailor slowly shifts, brows furrowed against the rising sunlight kissing his face. Lear glances down, soft violet eyes meeting brilliant blue ones, fluttering open very slowly.

Across the beach, shouts of men began to echo, startling Lear. It was time for him to leave. He pulls away from the sailor and dives into the sea, before he or the other men approaching could clearly see him. The prince hides himself behind a rock, lingering to watch the sailor be brought up on his feet and is led further away from the shore. Yet, those eyes of his… they glanced back towards the sea. It was almost as if he was yearning for something.. someone?

Lear ducks behind the rock, his heart skipping a beat. What is this feeling?

A strange feeling, a warm feeling… a want to be close to that sailor again. Perhaps even closer.

Lear lifts himself onto the rock, longingly gazing towards the far shore, and as a wave crashes against it, he makes a vow. A promise.

Someday, he'll become a part of his world.

[cherrydott]

OARFISH!! Tried my hand at some perspective and bbshshsbd be gentle I'm still practicing lmao additional lighting under cut

I wanna show it better in another sketch of them but their hair is divided w that fin and I Totally blanked on translating that into the hair (now that I look at it again, if I did it again there would be more of a split in the back) bout damn time I added a redhead to my mermverse I say, half these goobers don't even have hair

[ryebread-x]

I'm working on a little series of twisted fairytale retellings alongside my other artwork. Where the heroines don't get their happily ever afters at first due to a major conflicting change. Which leads them to meet each other and work together in order to achieve their true happily ever afters. I plan on doing a piece of artwork and an explanation for retelling, but I want to leave it up to a poll of which one I should do first.

[its-an-art]

You can’t tell me humans are the only ones who would scour beaches for pretty stones and seaglass.

My art

[heartscrypt]

i keep seeing clips pf the live action vanessa from the little mermaid and i gotta say she is SO cyrus

[fantarain]

giggling and kicking my feet I can’t stop thinking about an exhels little mermaid AU