#hermit crab mer

[cf8wrk4u-us]

Mer-May

Transformers Rescue Bots

Hermit Crab Boulder

Gift for @geluatekurama

[mochinomnoms]

Just thinking about ocean things and how twst would be different to our world. Was watching a video of a guy finding hermit crabs using trash as their homes and remembered how I went to volunteer when I was younger to clean up the beach (I had to do volunteer hours for school) and how there was so much trash. Just... imagine going with the mer trio to the beach and it being so clean and going to a reef where everything is so healthy.

I can see MC commenting on how beautiful, untouched, just how clean the beach is. The mer trio would obviously be confused cause most beaches are like this. Even the tourist traps take care in preventing too much trash from getting into the ocean. Too much trash effects the environment plus people live there and think of the political ramifications if land dwellers dumped all their trash on the mer people (or maybe that may have happened in the past but doesn't anymore idk).

Imagine the look of horror on the mer faces when MC tells them about the floating trash island, melting glaciers, and coral bleaching. Oh God and the oil spills! Mer trio would be making sure MC never goes back there

Oh they're for sure horrified hearing about the state of the ocean on our world. It's an awful thing to imagine to them and even harder to comprehend! It's correct that the ocean in TWST is incredibly healthy and beautiful, mostly because of merfolk and land dwellers making an effort to keep merfolks' home undamaged and avoid a war. I imagine something still broke out many many years ago, especially as technology advanced and TWST entered the equivalent of the Industrial Revolution. Ideally, after a brief period of war, more magic was incorporated with technological advances (technomagic) to reduce the negative effects of industrialization on the environment. I headcanon that around this time Ignihyde would've been established as a dorm as it's students are known for incorporating technology with magic.

Moving on from that though, the Octotrio are especially inclined to keep you in their world, especially knowing that your world's oceans are dying. Why go back when you have a perfectly good world here (with them, but they might not mention that last part).

[c0ld0utside]

May i please request a merman (that has legs on land) that adopts a raccoon/possum hybrid kid

Went with the raccoon hybrid. I am so sorry these are taking me long.

Warnings: Mentions of family death, poaching(?, would people hunting mers count as that or??), mentions of dysfunctional family dynamics/abuse (not too in depth), technically kidnapping...all the fun yandere stuff.

Let's get into it.

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Jupiter was a lonely, broken mess since he lost his pod. His mate, his parents, his siblings, his pup…gone. His tail was wounded terribly as well- to the point where using it felt like getting stabbed and cut all over again. He mostly just hid in a small hidden cove, eating the little fish that wandered in and the small hermit crabs he could snatch off the beach. It was his routine for days. Wake up, lie in the spot for hours, eat a little to get rid of the hunger pangs, lie back down, fall asleep. 

That is until one day he wakes up to the scene of a runty little racoon hybrid trying to catch a hermit crab. It’s a mess- the younger scrambling around and tripping over themself in the sand, pausing to look over at Jupiter to make sure he’s asleep. He quickly shuts his eyes, keeping them relaxed and letting out a deep sigh. Don’t mind me, fast asleep. Snoozing away…

He feels some sand land on him and flinches, but forces out a snort and shifts. Jupiter hears the little rascal giggle softly, then fall silent. Opening up and eye and peeking over his shoulder, he can see the crab making its way over to him. He doesn’t want to scare the pup- cub- but he doesn’t want them to starve, either.

Quick as a flash, he rolls over and snatches the hermit crab, ripping it out of it’s shell and offering it to the younger.

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You let out a startled squeak at the movement, stumbling backward as the mer offers you the poor tiny crushed crab in his hand. In all honesty, you were just after it’s shell; A beautiful Murex that wasn’t too large or small. The mer frowns, red-brown fins lowering against the side of his head slightly. His scales reminded you of the dunes at sunrise and sunset- warm tones of red, orange and yellow with some brown. The mer chirps at you, starting to pull himself closer before freezing and backing into the water. …Okay. Strange. 

Confused hazel eyes stare at you, and he offers you the crab one more time. You shake your head, looking over at the shell instead. He seems to understand then and sinks deeper into the water. There’s a beat. Two. Then he moves forward again and offers you the shell. He’s like a wave- not knowing where he’s going or what he’s doing. Back and forth. Unsteady. 

“Thank you,” you say, the words coming out eager. You turn the shell around in your hands, thumb rubbing against the dull points and the rings. It’s a little yellow and pink from the sand and the salt. “It’s beautiful.”

The mer chirps at you again, expression softening in awe. Your ears flatten on your head and your tail twitches. “Can I help you?” Yes. You absolutely can. He just needs to get himself together first. 

His frills flare when you step away and he lets out a pleading sound, fingers digging into the wet sand. At first you think he’s hissing. Then he finally gets the words out. “Sssssstay,” he rasps, voice weak from lack of use. The actions have you retreating further when you finally notice the still-healing and scarring cuts on his tail.

Oh.

Maybe he’s asking for help? Well in that case, you just so happened to know about a certain coastal market that should have some ointments. “Wait here,” You tell the mer. “I’ll go get something that can help.” You scamper off to the markets and try to ignore the clicks the mer makes. 

The fastest way to the market is also the way that leaves you with the most scrapes and bruises. …You cut straight through the woods on a forgotten path and tumbled down a few short slopes, rolling right into the market. Ignoring the raised brows and looks you’re getting, you slip into the crowd and at least forty-five minutes later manage to lose the angry shopkeep with some ointment and a towel in hand. There was an awkward moment where you thought you got busted and played dead for a few seconds though you shove it into the back of your mind and press on. Right. Strange merman is more important. 

The trek back was exhausting to the point where you collapsed in the sand. Sand which was burning hot already…for some reason. You quickly scrambled back up with a yelp, running into the water to cool off your legs. Mere seconds later, the mer resurfaced, chirping urgently at you. “Agh-! Yeah, yeah, hi again.” You mutter as the mer moves closer to you. “I got you some stuff for your tail.” He takes the ointment you offer him and tilts his head at you before snatching the towel as well. “Hey! That was for me-”

You trail off as the mer crawls out of the water, quickly wrapping the towel around himself as he stands on wounded legs. Since when could merfolk do that? You had no idea. 

[...]

Months have passed since then and you find yourself returning to the cove, giving the mer (who’s name you’ve learned is Jupiter) some company. Most days it’s boring- helping him regain his voice and bringing him necessities. “Little one, please, you shouldn’t have to be doing this for me,” Jupiter murmurs as you set some clothes down on the beach. “And I already have clothes! This is too much.” He insists. “You can’t wear the same thing over and over again,” you point out. “And you need to practice walking. Now hurry up and get yourself dry so you can try those on.” Huffing a laugh at your bossiness, Jupiter drags himself onto the sand and grabs the towel. “[Name,]” he calls as he wraps it around his waist, “Do you have a family of your own?” You pause. You and your family had a complicated relationship. You all loved each other to some degree but physical and verbal disagreements along with weak, unstable bonds with your parents and siblings pushed you into leaving way earlier than most hybrids of your kind. You still had a nasty bite scar from your eldest sister. 

“Yeah. We don’t get along much, though.” You say, deciding on telling him everything and nothing. The sound of shifting fabric mixes with the lapping of the waves and the breeze in the trees. While you wait, you decide to look for shells again. “So you left?” He asks in disbelief. “Yeah. Shocking, am I right?” You reply, tail twitching in slight irritation. “But you’re so young,” Jupiter comments sadly, finishing getting dressed and pulling a shirt over his head.  “I’m not that young.” You scoff. “Then why are you so tiny?” He asks, tone so sweet it’s condescending. “Because hybrids of my species are small. Why are you so large underwater?” Jupiter hums. “Fair point. You can turn around now.” You shake your head. “Can’t, I think I just found a shell.” You pull a whelk out of the sand. “Scratch that. Definitely found a shell.”

“Oooh, that one’s nice.” Jupiter comments, peeking over your shoulder. He falls silent again. “Where did you put all of the other ones you found?” He asks. “There’s a harpy that I trade some of them to. I kept the ones I liked the most in a hollow but someone stole them.” You answer, making him frown. “It’s okay. I’m used to it.” You reassure, though he catches the smallest hint of bitterness in your tone. Which brings an idea into his head.

“I know a safe place for you to put them,” he offers, knowing exactly where to go. Jupiter had found a nice cave on the cliffside, one that was hard to leave unless you were a merfolk or an avian. That certainly caught your attention. “Show me.” Pleased by your eagerness, Jupiter helped you onto his back and swam off to the littoral cave. He didn’t mention that you would be staying there no matter what you said. It was a hard decision, yes, but you’ll understand in the end. Call him paranoid, but this world was so dangerous! Especially for a small thing like you. But it’ll be okay now, and he’s already made it all comfy and cozy. And it’s not like you’ll be staying there all day. That’d be cruel! No, no. He’ll take you out to go swimming and hiking and beach combing. Jupiter will even bring you back some books! Getting the hang of walking on land was the best thing he ever did in his opinion.

Now he can make his own little stall at the market. Now he can sell the shells you don’t want to keep for actual money, buy himself some fishing nets, and go on from there. What would you need the money for? No need to worry. Papa will take care of it all. He’ll buy you all the comforts you’d ever want.

[anticidic]

Mer!Chuu and simple human!Dazai but Dazai's a really inquisitive college student studying marine biology, and he's heard of merfolk, but only in mythology. So when he spots Chuuya for the first time, he has to do a double take and by the time he gets his phone out to snap a photo, it's already too late—Chuuya's retreated into the waters.

Dazai so fascinated with Chuuya that he pokes and prods Chuuya. He feels the scales, nothing the subtle difference between Chuuya's and a fish's. He also feels around Chuuya's tail, scribbling his findings in his little notebook full of diagrams and doodles.

Then, in Dazai's excitement, he accidentally sticks a finger in Chuuya's gills.

And Chuuya doesn't let Dazai touch him freely for a long time after that. He gives Dazai a look of what are you DOING and shoves his hands away.

(Dazai also notes down that putting a finger in the gills is quite uncomfortable)

And then Chuuya gets back at him by touching his cheeks and poking his forehead and splashing water on him. Every time Dazai comes down by the shoreline to work on a project, Chuuya eventually surfaces and sometimes tosses seaweed at Dazai's feet or a hermit crab or two.

[melanirana]

Got some leftover marine-safe popcorn from my hermit crabs, your mer babes wanna try it<3?

(It's coconut and melon flavored;))

They like it

thou you might want to bring more next time, Moon already finished his bowl

[sweetbunpura]

Boojiboo?

The faint sounds of the waves filled the air as the gentle breeze rustled the leaves. Yuu and Floyd were laying on the hanging bed, Floyd's leg was dangling over the edge into the sand as he gently rocked them. Yuu had her head on his chest, green eyes watching as the mer eel strummed at the ukulele.

"This is nice, despite the circumstances." She softly said while Floyd hummed in agreement.

"Yeah~ It's mad fun~" He chirped. "We even getta fight~"

"Stitch even made me a weapon too, so I finally get to help."

"Tired of usin' your fists, Shrimpy?" He teased and Yuu moved her hand up to ruffle his hair.

"I can't punch metal."

"Not with that attitude~"

"If this is how you're gonna act, I'm leaving." She made to get up, only to be pulled back down by him. "Floyd."

"Shrimpy~" He smiled and leaned up to softly kiss her, which she returned.

The two were unaware of the audience watching them from the bungalow behind them. Stitch had poked his head through the bars of the railing, staring at the couple before retreating into the house for the night. Yuu and Floyd joined everyone inside after a few moments, both covered in sand as they had toppled out of the hammock earlier. The black girl shoved at Floyd with a smile on her face and a shake of her head as Riddle commanded that both of them get the sand off before it gets everywhere.

The next morning found the group chilling on the beach, Ace and Jack took to surfing again while Lilia coached Azul and Riddle in the art of the tropical dance. Floyd was grilling fish with a smile on his face as he swayed to some beat in his head. Grim was watching the food with wide eyes and drool leaking out of the corner of his mouth. Yuu sat on the shore, playing with the hermit crabs as they crawled all over her.

"Yuu?" The prefect turned to see Stitch as he came up and sat beside her.

"Hey, Stitch, what's up?"

He pointed at Floyd and looked at her. "Boojiboo?"

Yuu, having knowledge of Stitch's language, looked over at eel and then back down at him. "Boojiboo."

With a smile, Stitch got up and grabbed her hand, pulling her to her feet and pulling her over to the merman. Stitch then grabbed Floyd's hand and clasped the two of them together with his hands over theirs.

"Boojiboo!" He loudly said.

Yuu laughed as Floyd fixed both her and the experiment with a confused look.

Boojiboo is a term of endearment usually in the romantic sense

[cozzzynook]

Mer Minimegs

Megatron is a battle scared shark Mer that is well known to attack any ships or trespassing Mers that enter his territory. When not defending his territory or nest, Megs often enjoys collecting shiny rocks or re-reading those silly books he 'borrowed' from those humans he met.

Minimus is a small but crafty hermit crab Mer who uses chunks of coral, rocks and seaweed to make a protective amour to keep him safe from other Mers and Hunters. When not worried about staying safe or keeping troublesome Mers away that stray to close to humans, Minimus often enjoys basking in the sun or studying the migration pattens of fish.

The pair meet each other when Minimus was following a school of fish and ended up straying farther than he is used too. At first Megatron was aggressive since this large strange blue Mer entered his territory and could be a possible threat so they had a short scuffle. Afterwards Megs apologized for mistaking Minimus as a threat when he saw Minimus remove his amour so he could repair it, to make up for the damage he caused Megs spent the rest of the day gathering seaweed, rocks and coral for Minimus.

Overtime the pair grow close and even start sharing prey while they bask in the warm sun on smooth rocks. Megs even starts gifting Minimus poetry he has written or any shiny rocks that reminded him of the green Mer. Eventually the pair become mates and spend every waking moment with each other wherever that be hunting, grooming, collecting or sleeping. While its unlikely they will have pups some researchers have noticed that Megatron is a lot less aggressive or territorial when others enter his territory leaving people to wounder is all the aggression was just Megs being very, very pent up having gone so long without a mate of his own. Oh well time will tell.

{hope you enjoyed :D}

I love this 😭

[chaosduckies]

Rising Tides (Chapter 1)

So basically this is just a piece for Mermay. A very late piece, but if you guys like it, I’ll continue it! Honestly, this is very fast paced, and I’m very sorry, but it is STRESSFUL out here.

Word Count: 2.8k

CW: Mentions of Death, A little bit of violence (just getting chased my a shark), that’s pretty much it I think!

1-Nico 

The ocean was a dangerous place. Even for someone who has lived here their entire life. 

Living in the ocean meant knowing how to survive on your own. It meant knowing just how desperate other creatures were to survive. I knew that. I knew just how much of a light snack I was. I knew that I was small. Incapable of being strong or even giving one glare at someone and making them swim away with their tail fins behind their backs. 

Such is the life of a very, very insignificant, mer like myself. 

The little reef I lived in was small, but quaint. My parents love it. I don’t live very far from them. Occasionally I would go over and have dinner with them. Even if I wasn’t hungry. They would ask how my day was, and I would say: “It was good.” we would catch up since the last time we ate, and then they’d ask me if I finally made any friends. I would tell them no. 

Today, really wasn’t a good day. 

My job for the community was to gather kelp. Weird, right? Only some mers eat kelp, like myself. I’m weird. But that’s besides the point! I gather some at least once a week and give it to another person who just delivers it somewhere I don’t even know. I feel like I should probably figure that out, but I’m pretty sure that didn’t really matter- 

Everyone had their own designated job to do for the community. We didn’t have any currency, but the people who lead us told us to do our part, and usually mers are very reluctant to listen so, no one complained. It’s not like I didn’t like my job. Every time I eat I think to myself “Maybe this is the same patch I picked myself-“ Stupid, right? But, everyone has their jobs so they can keep on peacefully living in this community. Though, sometimes it’s not all that great. 

Some mers don’t like each other. When a fight happens, they like solving it civilly so it doesn’t encourage anymore to happen. That’s not it for my case. A lot of people don’t like me. Not because I did something wrong to them. Nonono. I could never hurt a person. Even if I tried. It’s mainly because people outcast people with brightly colored tails. Like mine maybe? They say it’s a liability. That it’ll only get me killed if I’m ever on my own. They’re probably not wrong either. 

Despite my parents having a dark purple colored tail, mine was a bright purple. It’s not good at all for camouflage, it reflects some sunlight when I’m closer to the surface, and it’s just basically like a sign to other mers saying “Hey! I can very easily be killed from a large predator!” And no one wants to be with someone like that. As for the soulmate thing? Despite humans having to find their one true love, mers just have to make a few friends, and if the universe decides that you were meant to be with someone, then there would be a matching tattoo on your wrists after a single contact. Again, weird, right? 

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I was swimming off to my small, but humble house hidden inside a huge piece of coral. I don’t even know how I found this place, but I remember loving it because it had a perfect view of the sun above the ocean, and it was far away from most people except for the occasional kid who was just exploring. It was a nice place. I just carried up some sand here made it look nice and decorated with some shells I find while gathering kelp. Turns out you can make a decent home if you really try hard enough. 

There were two shells I had today, a nice light blue one that was probably just a piece of an old clam shell, and a mixture of an orange and yellow one that came from a hermit crab that abandoned its home. I was going to give these to my parents later since they also love seeing the bright colored shells, but they were too scared to travel far from the little village we live in. There are predators out there that would love to snack on a helpless mer, and no one was going out unless they knew they could live on their own or they were hunters getting fish for the others. My parents were none of the above. They preferred the village life. They practically new everyone here and they were both soulmates. And here I am the entire opposite. What a great son I am, right? 

I grabbed a little satchel from my home and started to slowly swim off to my parents. The sun was setting, the water above reflecting a bright orange hue. It was a nice evening. Hasn’t been like this in forever because of all the storms happening above. It’s a wonder how those fishing boats humans have stay afloat when all the waves are just trying to rock them over. Well, maybe it’s because they have some help from other mers or something like that. It wasn’t unheard of. 

The path to my parents’ humble abode was lined with clumped up seaweed and some colorful rocks. Their house was dimly lit, but I knew that they were still awake. My mom was probably making some kind of bag while dad was eating happily in his chair. I swam in. 

“Hey mom.” I mumbled. 

“Nico! Your plate is on the table!” She cheered back at me. She was always happy to see me. Even if I came at least two times a week to visit. I was old enough to take care of myself. Or… at least in the community we live in. 

I looked at the plate on the table, shook my head and swam into the main room where they were doing just as I had imagined. Mom was almost done making a very small bag that she would probably give to one of her friends. I looked through my own bag, grabbing the two small shells I found and placed them on one of the side tables near my dad. 

He inspected them before smiling to himself. I knew he liked them more than my mom did. He said he used to bring buckets back home to his parents and just have a collection to himself. I see why he did. It was fun to find some. Better than sitting around the house all day and not having anything to do. 

I stared at the matching tattoos on both of my parent's wrists, slightly rubbing my own. I knew I wouldn’t find someone who would actually like me. I can’t even picture myself with anyone else. It was the sad, but indisputable truth. And I’ve accepted that fact. 

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The next morning, I woke up with my dark hair in my face and streaks of light I shining through some cracks in the little coral cave I lived in. I forced myself up, lazily rubbing my eyes. What should I do today? The question practically begged for an answer. I could just go swim around, but that does’t really sound all that fun if I were being honest. I mean, people would just sit and stare at me all day or do the exact opposite and whisper hurtful comments and rumors about me. Not that I really cared about that though. I said to myself that once I was able to, I would move away from here and just live on my own. 

Today I felt adventurous though.  

I grabbed my little satchel, and headed out, the morning sun still rising above the waters surface. The ocean felt great today. Today just felt like a good day. Something that’s rare to come by when you’re all on your own. 

Where was I swimming out to you may ask? Well, for your information, I was currently heading outside of the community I live in. It’s not like it’s prohibited, but most mers don’t find a need to venture out further when they already knew what was out there. Predators, other mers, food, fish, water. There really wasn’t anything new to find out here when you’re in this ocean. I guess what they really feared were the sharks that were found near the area though. But most don’t even bother with us. Mostly because no small mer like myself is crazy enough to venture out here alone. Yeah, I’m crazy enough. 

To a large shark, I’d probably be like, half it’s size. Most likely shorter. A purple tail is a sign that you’ll be a small mer, but big enough to be on your own. I was the exception though, given that I had a brighter color and was actually the size of like a small human basically. Yes, I was made fun of by some old classmates and sometimes my parents when I was still a pup, yes I know I’m small, and yes I can reach the top shelf on the counter (I mean I can swim so-) 

Swimming along the ocean floor along with the many overgrown plants and small anemones where I saw several clownfish leave to go get whatever is was that they needed. I had found a huge coral reef far into the ocean, there were tons of colorful fish everywhere I had looked. 

I want to say it was maybe an hour long of just roaming and admiring the many colors of the reef I had just found before my eyes drifted off to something big and dark in the distance. I squinted, slightly swimming closer where, for some reason, none of the fish dared to do. 

Filled by my curiosity, I swam towards the large object, wondering what it was. It was a long ways from the reef. It was dark, only seaweed and some kelp patches were the only plants. There were some starfish and snails, some crabs, but that was all the life I could find. It seemed like this part of the deep ocean was pretty much deserted. Strange. 

I kept going, seeing that the object I was looking at looked like those metal ships humans make, except it was wooden and had a bunch of holes. I swam cautiously in, minding that this was a place far away from home and there would basically be no hope in escaping a shark or something if I encountered one. I took a look at my tail, still bright when the waters here were dark and the sun was covered by a layer of seaweed. This would be fine. Nothing was going to find me here… Hopefully. 

The shipwreck didn’t leave much behind. Just some broken pieces of old wood and some old pictures. I doubt there would be anything of worth in here honestly, but I kept on looking, fueling my curiosity. What else was I supposed to do? If I do end up finding something maybe I can show it off to the mers back at home and maybe then they’ll stop ridiculing me and making fun of me for having a bright tail. There is no way I was the only mer in the entire ocean like this! 

There was a room that looked much like an office. Broken pieces of a desk, a little container that once held ink. What I was really intrigued about was the little open chest that revealed a round pice of flattened gold. I grabbed it, studying the rust colored piece of metal. Humans used this as currency once before, right? I’m sure they don’t use whatever these were anymore. Or if whatever I was holding was even a kind of currency. It just seemed like something a human would use. 

I stuffed the gold piece in my bag and continued looking. At least until I saw a large shadow swim fast in the corner of my eye. I kept my arms close to my chest, keeping my breathing controlled before I overreacted. It was probably just a big fish… yeah. Just a really, really big fish that can swim amazingly fast. 

I saw the same shadow swim by again, but this time it bumped into something, making me let out a little surprise yelp. I immediately clasped my hands over my mouth, hearing another thunk! Before I saw the full shadow of whatever the hell was outside. It was a shark. A huge shark. And it looked hungry. 

My hands were shaky, I couldn’t move. I wasn’t going to die, right? I didn’t actually think something like this would happen! I thought those were just rare occurrences that people were making rumors about. Was I actually going to die? No. There has to be some way out of this. 

Looking around, I found a small little crack I could probably fit in if I really tried. I swam slowly closer to it, noting that the thunks outside were getting closer. Please let me get out of here alive… I kept telling myself as I hurried to fit myself in the tiny crack. As soon as I was out, something fast was coming my way, and I was swimming just as fast to get away. 

It was hard to swim when you were in a life or death situation. I never realized that until now. I stole a glance behind me, letting out a weak yelp when I saw the sharks mouth open wide. Great. It seemed like I could fit perfectly in that thing. Imagine being killed by those sharp teeth- No don’t think about that. Not right now at least. 

The water around me only grew darker as we headed deeper into the ocean. There were some small caves, but I didn’t want to really trap myself in there. I had no idea why this shark was so desperate in the first place. It was so much bigger than a regular shark, couldn’t it find something else to eat other than a mer? Like a big fish or something? 

Eventually I realized why the shark seemed so interested in me. They like bright colors. I remember being told something like that when I was younger. It’s just great that my tail is just sooo bright, right? Wow I am so unlucky. My only hope to lose the shark (Who was gaining on me really fast, ohmygoshwhatdoIdo?) is to somehow lose it in a cave or something. Hopefully there was a small space I could get into that the shark couldn’t. And of course hope I don’t run into anything else that was hungry. 

There was a huge cave in front of me, and I took my chances. I felt the sharks jaws snap behind me, just mere inches from snapping on top of my tail. I shuddered, but kept swimming fast, trying to find some kind of small cave to fit myself into. Please oh my gosh I’m getting so tired I don’t want to die-  Stop thinking like that. I’m not going to die. At least not today. 

Just a couple feet ahead of me, I spotted a tiny hole that looked like it could fit me if I squeezed in fast enough. I stole another glance, seeing the shark right there behind me. I let out a scream, grabbing the bag around my neck and throwing it back at it. It slowed it down just a tiny bit, but it kept after me. Maybe just enough time to get myself safe. 

“Pleasepleasepleaseplease.” I muttered to myself, not noticing that something big moved in the dark. 

Right before I could fit myself through the crack hopefully leading to a small cave, I felt a sharp pain in my tail, The part I actually needed to be able to swim. I was forced out, seeing that it was caught in between the sharks sharp teeth. It let go for just a split second, before a loud growl was heard, making the shark almost instantly swim off. Tears stung my eyes (Weird because we’re underwater right?), but I blinked them away and stared at my tail fin, seeing all too many rips and tears. It hurt so, so much. 

That was when my mind had finally clicked and wondered why the shark had left in the first place. The growl. The two huge sets of dark blue eyes trained on me. The slight hue they gave off. Oh. It was just a really, really, really, huge mer. The ones that eat other mers? That destroy community’s for no reason? The one’s that were outcasted? That’s just wonderful. 

I tried swimming away, but the tears in my fins didn’t let me, making me whimper like a lost puppy. My breathing was fast, as I stared back into the eyes that would soon be the death of me. Oh I am so going to die. 

And suddenly I was encased in darkness again. 

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Yayyyy new characters. No worries, the giant mer is good. But oh noooo I totally didn’t hurt Nico’s tail on purpose for future purposes… Okay but I feel bad for my little mer. I’m not that sadistic.

But anyways, thank you guys for reading this little Drabble, and of course I know it’s not my best writing, but I was rushing and it’s just these last few days of school that are KILLING me. I hope you guys liked this, and thank you for reading!

[mychlapci]

I would love to hear some personal favourites with merformers, whether it be ships or physical traits or culture ideas or yknow pure porn, totally not because I’m trying to write a merformers research facility fic, whaaaat noooo, why would you think thattttt

- Robooby

NICE, I can ramble about merformers. this will also be incoherent, but, here we go.

- i think mers are still fully metal. the tail folds cleverly, looking fluid and organic, but it's still 100% metal. what little "organic" or soft parts they have, i think that'd be their array, and various decorative fins. Defensive or attack fins are still metal.

- my favourite merformers culture thing still is the licking inside of someone’s mouth that i already talked about. I think they don’t have a concept of kissing as cybertronians know it, so this isn’t exactly a kiss, it’s much more intimate and significant, since it’s done to show submission to someone. It’s basically saying “i belong to you” in a romantic, platonic, or familial way. I also think mers have elaborate mating dances, embedded deep into their instincts, and will automatically initiate them before trying to have sex.

- I think mers are fully sentient, but they’re far too instinct-driven for researchers to really figure that out until a few years in (early facilities were not very… nice). Unlike cybertronians, they have to hunt for food and still worry about predators and can only reproduce between each other, so their instincts would have never evolved out of them. They are, however, intelligent. There are cities, or, their versions of cities in the depths of the ocean, they have culture and holidays and jewelry (oh lord, i love to put merformers in jewelry. Mers wearing shells and crystals as necklaces, or more morbidly so, teeth and fangs of things they’ve killed, membranes of dead predators as pretty translucent cloaks….)

- I still like the idea of the Lost Light being a ship that crashed into the ocean ages ago and now it’s used as a little hang-out spot for various mers (re: the lost light crew). Or, as a mating spot.

- As for ships, I am still very fond of the idea of Minimus being a hermit crab occupying the dead metal shell of a long-dead Ultra Magnus, and Megatron, who is of the same genotype (the same sub-species of fish) as Ultra Magnus was, becomes deeply enamoured with him after some time spent together, only to be met with a lot of disappointment when it turns out that he’s unable to mate Magnus (because he’s cumming into Magnus’s tank, and well, the dead shell of Ultra Magnus is in no state to be having pups). Minimus is unable to mate Megatron either because the reserves Ultra Magnus has are too old and sterile.

Of course, I am very into veterinarian/caretaker Ratchet and mer Drift. Or facility staff Drift and mer Ratchet. the interspecies thing really hits the spot with these two. But also, let's remember that fanfic i tried to write, where Ratchet has lived in capture for most of his life and Drift is a wild mer that was put into his tank and they struggle to socialize. I like that.

- I really like to think old and fertile is a very desirable trait for most mers. It’s something that the staff of many facilities don’t figure out for a while, but older mers who’ve kept their fertility are much better at having clutches than younger ones. This goes for Ratchet, for Megatron, for Optimus (though we’ve never had mer Optimus in here, which is a pity), for Rung. An old mer is usually harder to mate with but absolutely worth it.

- I think they speak their own language, but are capable of learning how to fluently communicate with cybertronians. "domesticated" mers (re: mers that have lived in a facility for most of their life and cannot survive in the wild anymore) would be indistinguishable from a regular cybertronian if it wasnt for the tail

[syerra-637]

Hi Hello :3

I’m the person who requested the recent Yan Rook fic, I’ll go by Arrow Anon if you’re okay with more requests from me!!

Can I request Yan Octatrio headcanons with an S/O who’s a hermit crab mer? That idea lives around in my head

I hope you’re doing well :3c

Thanks for this request Arrow anon and sorry for the time it took me to respond 😅.I've already planned something for this, but just to be sure, when you said a s/o hermit crab mer, do you mean something like this:

[moonfurthetemmie]

Slaps mer AU on the table

This is going to need a little bit of Lore, and I’ll probably ramble on more than I need to, but this is Soft(ish) Supernova Propaganda.

So this thing has existed for aaaaages, this isn’t new.

Within the mer AU, we got:

- DINTIS and Jade and Obsidian

- wholesome JMV/DINTIS in its entirety, very soft very fruity

- Dreamswap

- Horror!Dreamswap

- weird royalty AU that would take way too long to explain right now. It explains a bit of lore, but that’s not really relevant right now.

The mer AU is also technically part of the very large Supernatural AU, but it’s treated as its own thing most of the time.

Mer come in many different shapes and sizes. Their fish half is a specific species of a fish, or other aquatic creature. The W!JMV/DINTIS part is the exception, because we wanted to commit to the fruit thing, but again that’d take too long to explain. It’ll make sense when the fruitverse stuff comes out

There are eels, jellyfish, crabs, and hagfish which I think aren’t technically fish. There may be whales also but I’m not sure

But there’s also leviathans.

Specific families (taxonomy) and species of mer are insanely huge, for reasons unknown to pretty much everyone.

These are:

- Sea dragons

- Whale sharks

- Hermit crabs

- Sea snails

- Crabs (not hermits)

Within the great big ocean, there’s a lot of mer. Including in the deepest depths of the ocean, where food is scarce.

This is where we decided the H!DS Idiots would live.

Due to reasons that boil down to “we said so”, they all get along well. Some of them still bicker constantly (in particular, Byte and Hunter’s relationship is just starting to be repaired), but they’re still friends.

Pluto is a Dumbo octopus

Byte is a Bluntnose sixgill Shark

Gouge is an Angel shark

Hunter is a Frilled Shark

Delusion’s also a shark, though we never figured what species.

Slash was originally a bull shark. And then we created the leviathans and said “what if Crab Slash?”

So she’s a giant fucking crab. Probably a bit like a crab centaur. I don’t think we figured out whether she human-like hands or actual crab claws, but in this exact instance I’m imagining both?

The sharks are only just bigger than her hands, and Pluto’s slightly smaller. We didn’t figure out her species either, I don’t think

Since she can’t travel as fast as them, or hunt the same, she, Byte, and Pluto do a little better with separation, but for the most part they stick especially close together.

If I remember right we said that her podmates had made sling/hammock things on her legs for when they’re all resting, and there were at least a couple of more permanent slings for carrying stuff. Mostly bones. For chewing. Because sharks are just sea puppies and all six of these guys are feral little shits.

Delusion’s emotional state is similar to normal H!DS, but since he’s not magically filling the void of his emotions with a happy aura he’s a little more expressive. He’s just actually emotionally constipated now.

It’s very easy to piss Slash off, but since she could easy kill everyone even if she wasn’t trying, her impulse control is…Impressive, actually. She could break another crab’s shell though. Or a sea snail’s. Quite easily.

On a much darker note…since food is so rare in the deep dark down deep down, a lot of mer down there will eat other mer if given the chance. Generally not of their own kind (other sharks, other jellyfish, etc. It’s not species-specific), but it’s not unheard of. It’s much rarer to see mixed pods down there, just because so many of them are incredibly mistrustful of others

The horror pod is not an exception. They will also hunt other mer. Very quickly, in fact.

The fact that Pluto’s with all these sharks, and the fact that all five of them are with Slash, says a lot about how much they trust each other. And how much Slash, who could easily grab ‘em and monch, cares for them.

Now. what we’re really here for:

Please. Please imagine a leetol shark Delusion and a giant crab Slash.

She hol gentol and smooches his head. He curls up on her shoulder when they all go to sleep. gentol nuzzles. bringing each other food.

They still bicker almost constantly, but it’s not as bad. At least in the sense that Slash isn’t actively trying to hurt him, and he’s not manipulating her to get his way.

…well. Sometimes hell convince her to give him a teeny (for her) fish like “It’s far too small to be satisfying for you.”

And then she calls him a greedy little bastard, but gives it to him.

They almost definitely hated each other when they first met so their friends pick on them for ending up together like this.

tiny shark and lorge crab. And they smoomch

Some additional AU trivia, unrelated to Supernova:

- Hunter is, surprisingly, the most aggressive. He needs to protect the others. Being passive isn’t going to help any of them. When it’s just him and his pod, though, it’s like a switch flipped and he’s really cuddly and sweet and flirty.

- Slash, as a crab, is a little less aggressive than her bullshark version, but only because a creature her size really needs to conserve energy. She and Gouge are still not that far behind Hunter in regards to aggression.

- Pluto is slow. Cecelia generally are slower than other mer. He’s mostly an ambush predator, though he does use the bioluminescent lures from some of his prey to lure in more creatures. They die after a while, with no nutrients coming to them anymore, but they usually attract other creatures with lures, so he has a fairly steady supply.

- Delusion and Byte are more cautious, but will still tear a bitch to shreds.

- whale falls. They love whale falls. Most mer do but whale falls are generally one of the few times they can all eat their fill in one sitting. Also bones

- sometimes the more bitey ones will chew on Slash’s legs. So long as they don’t crack the shell, she hardly feels it at all.

- unrelated to the H!DS part entirely, cecelias tend to experience a lot of racism. This was originally just a plot device. Now there’s lore.

- Cecelias also have three hearts, and can survive if one is damaged. With a more enhanced healing speed, they can recover from a lot of injuries. Pluto has a lot of scars.

- Jet and obsidian, cecelias, also have a lot of scars but that’s a story for another time

[wendylianmartin]

I was showing my friend who hasn’t read the comics the different types of mers in CS cuz I think it’s really cool that it’s not just the basic “generic fish + person” and instead there’s things like sharks, jellyfish, hermit crabs, etc. When I showed him the flyfins, he asked if they were flying fish as foreshadowing for the next comic being bird people. I told him it probably wasn’t since there is resons for them to be flying fish cuz of the whales and stuff, but I figured it wouldn’t hurt to ask

That’s not the reason they’re flying fish but still interesting to note ;)

[walterthejoseph]

Mer-Orca Peppino!!

The toppins are also here as lil sea critters!!

Tomato is a squid (was gonna do jellyfish but eh--), Sausage is a sea cucumber, Cheese is a sponge (wow they look SOO different lmao), Pineapple is an Anemone and Mushroom is a hermit crab.

Yes I spent time trying to figure that out.

And also yes I struggled but my baby Orca Pep is worth it <3

I call this the Pizza Torrent Au and this is my brainchild bc I didn't see anyone else make it yet (to my knowledge)

[cf8wrk4u-us]

Mer-May

Transformers Animated

Hermit Crab Ratchet

[pinkykats-place]

BKDK Mermaid AU Mer Bakugo x Human Deku Ⅱ

AO3 NSFW Recommendations

Disclaimers!

None of the stories linked below are mine.

All contain mature content. Read tags.

Art work is not mine.

Note: If you read any of these stories and like them please let the author know with a kudos and/or comment!

A Salty Distraction by Viridian_Sunset

Summary: Deku has a shitty day at work and finds comfort in his mermaid friend.

{One Shot}

Rated - Explicit

One Fish, Two Fish, Half Fish, Marine Biologist by RandomFandoms65000

Summary: Izuku was ten years old when he met Katsuki aka a merman that the aquarium called Dynamight. As Izuku aged the merman never left the back of his mind it was one of the reason why he decided to become a marine biologist. He not only wanted to because of his love for salt and fresh water creatures, but to study Katsuki's species. Merfolk were rare and well the more they talked the more Izuku fell in love with the merman. Maybe he had always loved him.

Complete | 20 Chapters

Rated - Mature

Specks of Gold Against the Ocean's Waves by Serah_chan

Summary: While enjoying the light of the full moon, Katsuki Bakugou, an orange tailed merman, crosses paths with a handsome surfer with freckle littered cheeks. While he's not supposed to interact with the human, there's something about them that draws the merman to get close and ignore all boundaries.

“Huh, he’s kinda good looking for a human.” Katsuki muses, feeling the annoying itch of curiosity push him towards getting a better look. He wonders if he can observe him from down below as he takes on the waves, catch glimpses of him as he falls back to the water. Human eyes weren’t exactly the best anyway, so he shouldn’t have to worry about being seen... right?

Complete | 19 Chapters 

Rated - Mature

I’ve Got You, Stupid Human by GreenEyesSublime

Summary: The mysterious man swam the last few feet to the rock. Putting his hands up on the edge, he hauled himself out of the water with a flourish. Izuku watched in awe as first a toned, muscled chest emerged from the water and then a tight pack of abs followed by a dangerously sharp v-cut pointing downwards towards a...tail?!

— — —

Or, human!Izuku has been cleaning the beach for weeks and merman!Katsuki is tired of just watching. 

{One Shot}

Rated - Explicit

A Salty First Kiss by DarkMachi, Iwacakes

Summary: Izuku Midoriya's family beach trip went awry when an attempted act of heroism lets to an unexpected first.

Jumpcut to twelve years later: Izuku was struggling to stay afloat when his stepfather threw him a chance. What was meant to be a reprieve turned into something else entirely when he finds someone washed onto the beach. A memory he should have buried long ago, a kiss he could never forget, and a debt he could now repay.

Or.

What do you do when you have an angry Merman in your bathtub that speaks a different language?

Or.

What do you do when a stoopid hooman rescues you and then proceeds to start courting with you?

Complete | 101 CH | Contains Smut

Wavelength by gardengalaxy

Summary: Izuku practices surfing away from prying eyes, knowing he will have lots of attention on competition day. But what if he's already caught someone's interest?

One Shot | Trans Deku 

Rated - Explicit

A Breathless Song by chibicharlie95

Summary: Izuku loves the sea, so much so that he can never seem to part with it... But will he become a part of it? A siren's song in the middle of a storm may help him to find the answer.

One Shot | NSFW

what the water gave me by twinstarsies

Summary: "It's like I'm challenging fate," he says to a hermit crab he finds tucked into a crevice in the rock. "I'm daring it to knock me into the water just to show me who's boss. At this rate, it's probably going to win." 

"Something's gonna knock you into the water, alright, but it won't be anything as nebulous as fate," a voice says, tone wholly unamused. 

Izuku startles so hard that he forgets to use his quirk to catch himself as he slips from his perch on the rock into the ocean. 

— — —

Izuku goes on a forced vacation and meets the love of his life.

Complete | 2 Chapters

Contains Smut | Trans Midoriya

Call of the Siren by Gemsom

Summary: Izuku always imagined that sirens sang their victims into the water, and that their helpless victims could do nothing to resist. He almost wished that was the case.

Every time his captain’s ship crossed the narrow sea, Katsuki came to see him. The siren's friendship seemed so genuine, but Izuku was smart enough to know that the creature was sweet talking him to his death. Katsuki never denied it either - asking over and over for Izuku to offer his life.

Of course, Izuku had no way of knowing that the siren planed to give him a new one in return.

Incomplete | 9/18 Chapters | NSFW

Last Updated Jan. 2023

[samantha-and-her-chaotic-desires]

Hello, I’m the one who sent mer au via Lackadaisy, I thought that my message didn’t get through, or something like that, but fortunately it didn’t turn out that way, well, when you answered, I already figured out who would be who

Nina/Sophie/Carrol: Tiger Shark, just a family of tiger sharks, and Rocky is the only white spot on this family, as if showing that he is different, and completely different from them

Ransom: Dolphin like Rocky

Lacy: Cuttlefish, I just once saw her in a hat, and her hair fell in such a way that it looked like a cuttlefish, since then I have associated her with Cuttlefish, that's why she is here Cuttlefish

Elsa/Abelard: Cleaner wrasse, I chose this fish because of Elsa's work

Bobby: Sperm whale, he looks like a sperm whale to me, that's why he's like that

Quackenbush: Seahorse, it was done this way because of the horse.

Mrs.Bapka: Mako shark, it seems to me that in her youth she was fast and cheerful, so the mako shark

Wes: Moray, they look unpleasant, plus grin

Fish: Puffer fish, I remembered that video where they fed the puffer fish with carrots before they killed it for the dish, I thought it went well with it, so something like this

Zulie: Sea snake, it looks like a snake, that's why it's a snake here

Joey: Hermit crab, why I don’t know, I guess I wanted to add what kind of crab here for the sake of variety, so it’s here

Gracie: Bull shark, also no explanation needed

And by the way, male seahorses can get pregnant, so ... Zib and Wick can have children in my mer au

*slams hands down* YES.

Also Lacy as a cuttlefish is honestly really really cute. I see you Anon! I SEE YOU.

Cleaner wrasse are so frickin cute what-

and Gracie lowkey scares me in a way. So him as a bull shark really works out.

Wes as a Moray is oddly fitting. He's such a little shit. /affectionate

and ZIBWICK SEAHORSE BABIES!!!!!!! :DDDDDDD