#mer person

[amphivena]

do you like his little shorts?

[eruden-writes]

March 1 - Mermaid

For @catbatart's Monster March Madness. ;P

Not really a pin-up, I don't think, but I had fun drawing a mer person. Mostly did this for design practice.

Close-up shot!

[pinkbellythundershark]

I thought I wasn't going to have enough energy to make something for mer may but I'm glad I did. I usually don't use a lot of texture brushes but it felt like something was missing from it so I just kind of had fun with it

[bluespiritshonour]

@flameohotfamily ’s little merman zuko.

[liliox-ciel]

Something something the etymology of the word Meursault is likely to be "Forest Wall" which is cool but it could also mean "The Forest of the Rat" or "mouse leap" which sounds even cuter imo

[itsmuffiiee]

Do you have a fav DCA Genre? Like AU's where they're mers, humans, semi-canon, etc?

My Favorite? Hard to say As long has there is TDCA I am happy!! ‹𝟹

I love mermaids because I love water so much!! And mermaids are nostalgic..

Fay or cryptics .. well :3 I’m kinda like a fairy!! How could I not love that?..

Vampires? Sure!!! Let me have a bite! ..

Apocalyptic? Yummy! I always eat it up!! …

Helper / AU where y/n acquires the goofs? Such a comfort! …

Post ruin? Pre ruin? Both are such good settings!!

Maybe one day I’ll pick my up most favorite but that day is not today )::

Also apologies for taking so long to awnser your ask! Sometimes I leave asks in my inbox because it motivates me to keep posting knowing others want to hear from me ::D please send more asks

[discordiansamba]

had a very sleepless night last night due to hurricane helene (only a tropical storm when it reached us, thankfully) so of course what else was my brain to do but wander into semi-nonsense territory.

or: zuko dies when his ship blows up, but La takes mercy on him. local firebender wakes up as a merman. what the fuck.

everyone thinks he's dead. he can't leave the water because he has a whole entire fish tail where his legs used to be. he has no idea what to do with himself because suddenly his only goal in life has been taken away from him. he's stubborn as hell, but even he has to admit that he can't... really capture the Avatar in this state, and it's even more unlikely that if he somehow managed, his father would restore his honor. when he's half fish. what the fuck.

zuko cuts his hair, salvages his belongings from his ship and hides them in this underwater cave he found. spends a lot of time hanging out underneath docks and lapping up gossip. trying to figure out how this whole merman thing works. follows gossip and rumors about the Avatar anyways, because what else is he supposed to do with himself?

ends up in the north pole. he's still a firebender, which feels like a dumb joke but at least it keeps him warm. ends up befriending princess yue (iroh joined the avatar and saved the moon spirit). learns his sister was defeated at ba sing se. learned his father was defeated during the eclipse. his uncle became fire lord.

becomes a cryptid. keeps accidentally befriending small children. saves a few people? people think he's some kind of ocean spirit. he's offended but maybe they're right. gets used to subsisting on a diet of raw fish (except when yue sneaks him some smoked fish). and then, to add insult to injury...

...the Avatar starts looking for him.

(Aang has heard stories about a humanoid ocean spirit. They seem friendly! They've even saved a few sailors. Trying to track them down seems like a great way to not have to think about Ozai's impending execution. He spared his life, but it didn't even matter in the end.)

[arttsuka]

Pffff merman fiddleford flopping on land. Might want to hose him down to keep him wet.

Water

[monsoon-of-art]

some mer doodlesc ft lovebugs

[amphivena]

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[fawnonframe]

Orca Eclipse from @naffeclipse Apex Polarity!

This one was a long time coming and definitely something I meant to do earlier, but here we go now! I am not okay for this man - I adore him WAY too much. If you all haven't checked the story out yet (and this marvelous beast of a mer) I implore you to! It's wonderfully written, and the characterization is a masterpiece.

Thanks for sharing such a wonderful story, Naff! This man lives on in my heart in ways that shouldn't be.

[brekitten]

Siren Hunters

For @meowmeowmeowmeow4x

Siren hunting is not a profession befitting of someone of Jack and Janet Drake's elite status. Those who have publicly expressed their desire to hunt creatures found only in fairytales have been ridiculed and belittled, mocked for their foolish passions and desires. And yet.

Jack and Janet have always been fascinated by those tales of sirens, and sailors being lured to their deaths by the song of a monstrous creature that disguised itself as a beautiful woman. But they could never pursue these interests for fear of being disgraced by their peers and family. That was, until they met Jack Fenton and Maddie Walker in college.

They became fast friends, with their shared interest in sirens and passion for uncovering the truth. After college, they went on numerous hunts (and as far as Gotham's citizens knew, they were going to archeological sites), and though not every hunt was successful, many were, and that only made them more determined.

All of this, however, only left poor Tim Drake home alone for months on end, with no clue as to what his parents were really doing on their "archeological digs" - because he was just as clueless as the rest of Gotham City. (The Drakes didn't want little Timmy to ruin their reputation by blabbing about how they hunted sirens, now did they?)

The only bright side to Tim's otherwise crappy and lonely life was Danny.

Danny was the Fenton's son, and he would babysit Tim whenever his parents went with Tim's on their hunts. He was six years older than Tim, and his self-proclaimed cousin - though Tim couldn't help but feel like Danny was more of a brother to him. Danny certainly cared more about him than his own parents did, never once denying him the love and affection he craved. Tim had a feeling that it was because Danny understood what it was like to have parents that completely forgot about your existence in favor of their jobs. But he never asked.

Danny wasn't there when it happened. Danny wasn't there when Tim drowned in Gotham Harbor, having slipped and fallen into the water while trying to photograph the Bats' fight on the docks.

Danny wasn't there when the Bats turned him to save his life.

Tim couldn't bring himself to be upset that he was a siren now. His new family was amazing, and gave him all of the love and attention he could ever want. For the first time in a long time, he was happy. Tim couldn't help but think that Danny would like to live with the Bats and get a nice family, too.

Then his parents - plus the Fentons and Danny, surprisingly, though Tim certainly wasn't complaining - came home for the summer.

[kitkinnie]

im such a domestic dragon/leviathan for real. two of my kins swim in the ocean and i dont even like it that much. its sticky and scary and theres stuff that touches my feet and legs in there :((((((( i want a pool where the only things touching me are pooltoys and i can see the bottom. baby needs chlorine !!!! /silly

[silliemop]

moon in the background: WHAT ABOUT ME!??!?!?!??!?!?!?!?

[dreamgirlglowup]

🖤ྀིྀི Daily Affirmation 🖤ྀིྀི

You are the greatest project you will ever work on

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dream girl glow up

[27potatochips]

The Beginning (but fixed, hopefully)

Ghost rested at the bottom of the container, feeding time had been a while ago and Joseph was napping under his belly, so the only thing he could do now was doze and listen. The guard outside would walk around for a 107 steps, then stop and smoke a cigarette while walking around the container for 55 steps. After that he would continue walking around until shift changed

 Joseph stirred against his belly and Ghost was on guard immediately, the steps had changed. The guard stopped too early. Joseph whined, feeling the disturbance in the air. Ghost softly shushed him, stroking his scarred fingers through the pup’s blond hair and pulling him closer to his chest.

The guard slowly walked away from the container, the sound of a gun being readied accompanying the steps. Then all hell broke loose, yelling erupted as what sounded like a dozen humans flooded into the room. “Hands up! International Merfolk Protection Unit!” A voice barked. The guard cursed and a scuffle broke out.

Ghost pulled Joseph, who was beginning to get scared judging by the shaking and whimpers, closer to his chest and purred soothingly all the while preparing himself for a fight.

The container was opened and a flashlight was shined inside, Ghost gave a rattling hiss, the luminescent markings on his face lighting up. “Easy mate, not here to hurt you.” The flashlight clicked off, revealing the male human behind it, a gentle and concerned look on his bearded face. Ghost hissed again, pushing Joseph further under him.

The human made a strange noise and looked up. “Lads! We got a pup!”

Ghost growled and Joseph whined, his tiny claws hooking into Ghost’s skin. Then something was dropped in the tank and everything went dark.

Soap sighed, sulking in the den in the recovery tank. Had to get himself shot didn’t he? Gaz did say to keep away from the lakes, hunting season, he had said, and teenage boys drunkenly trying to prove themselves men usually didn’t check if the weird shadow in the lake was a lake monster or a protected species trying to mind his own business. He did hear they got a very hefty fine though, served them right, fucking eejits.

Then the doors opened, a whole team coming through. Soap swam up and poked his head out of the water, watching curiously. His interest increased when he saw what the team was transporting, two mer. One very big one (though still smaller than the Whaleshark nearby his normal tank.) and a much smaller one, a pup!

Soap didn’t get much interactions with pups except for the human pups, so this was exciting. He chittered excitedly at the team and tried to peer at what was happening. Gaz, his handler, hurried over and gently pushed him back into the water. “Sorry mate, need some peace to get them situated, found them in a bad situation.” The human said softly. Soap huffed, but stayed low, he wanted to see what was going on, but not if he could cause trouble for them.

Ghost woke with a fuzzy head and a snarl on his lips, where was Joseph? He swung his head around the new environment and was relieved to find the pup snoozing next to him. He moved to hover over the pup protectively as he inspected his new surroundings. They were in a rather big cave that had the look of a barebones den, nothing personal inside and no scent except the faint scent of cleaning materials.

He shook the fuzziness from his head and looked down at Joseph, checking him over. No new wounds or scrapes, and the ones not new were neatly bandaged. Strange. The jackasses that held them captive wouldn’t have bothered. When Ghost looked over his own body even he was taken care of, wounds bandaged.

Before he could ponder it any further, Joseph made a little noise that indicated he was waking up, one tiny eye opened, blinking sleepily. “Pa?” He whined. Ghost’s heart ached, the loss of Tommy and Beth was still so fresh. It hurt to take Tommy’s place, but Joseph needed a father, and Ghost already had experience.

“I’m here, Jo.” Ghost crooned softly, stroking his blond curls. Joseph settled down, nuzzling into Ghost’s scarred chest with a pleased purr. Joseph was safe. Ghost relaxed a little, nuzzling Joseph back with a responding purr. They were safe…

Soap has been trying to get his new neighbor’s attention for two days now, chirping and chittering at the still waters. He was about to sigh and give up for the day when he heard a small chirp respond. He immediately perked up, it was the pup! Only this time looking a lot more lively. The pup's big green eyes looked at him warily, but also curiously. Soap shrunk into himself a bit, trying to make himself look smaller. “Hello lil one! You doin’ better?” The pup was still for a few seconds before nodding. “Mhm, papa is still hurt though.” The pup said. Soap frowned. “Oh, that’s not good, where is papa hurt?”

The pup rose from the water a bit more, tiny claws hooking into the side of the tank they were in. “He’s sleeping a lot and he’s warmer than usual and he keeps making this weird bed in the den.” The pup sounded concerned, but Soap knew what it was.

“Sounds like your papa is going through heat, he has never done this before?” The pup shook his head. “No, is it dangerous?” The pup’s lips wobbled. Soap was quick to soothe. “Oh no, heat is something that all Mers go through, it can look different in different Mer, but its natural. Means he feels safe enough to be vulnerable.”

The pup nodded, but still didn’t seem reassured. “Okay, but… can you still check up on him..?” Those big emerald eyes made Soap melt, so despite it being a bit weird to check up on a Mer in heat that’s not family, he agreed. “Of course, I’ll be over in a minute. Call me Soap.”

Soap heaved himself out of the water, dragging himself over to the edge of the other tank so he could slide in. Once inside the water he could already taste the heat pheromones, but it was not the scent of a happy Mer.

The pup immediately attached himself to Soap’s side, those big eyes staring up at Soap. “I’m Joseph, mr Soap, can you help papa?” Soap hesitantly placed his hand on Joseph’s blond curls and ruffled the strands. “I’ll try my best, Joseph, now, where is your da?”

Joseph led him to a cave that functioned like a den, inside was a Mer, curled up in a nest and sleeping. Soap tasted the pheromones, the Mer was obviously uncomfortable, but Soap could pick up the subtle hints. Grief, relief, a need for their pup, and hunger, he could fix the last two. “Joseph, seems like your dad went into an emergency heat, it’s supposed to calm a Mer down so they don’t die from stress, but it looks like it gave him even more stress. He’s hungry most of all, so I will hunt for you." Soap told the pup, who whined. "I wanna help papa too..."

Shit yeah he should have seen that coming, "Uh, just snuggle up to him, that is the best you can do when he's like this." Soap told Joseph. The pup nodded and zipped to his father’s side, purring softly as he tried to help.

Soap quickly left to go get the pair some food, the caretakers often released fish inside the tanks the first few days to let the Mer’s acclimate and not overwhelm them with humans, but with his own wound he couldn’t really hunt, so he hoped whatever he caught would be enough.

Soap returned with an armful of prey to the sight of Joseph being thoroughly groomed and cuddled by the previously unconscious Mer. He stopped at the edge of the den, and let out an uncertain chirp, not knowing if he would be allowed to help.

The Mer whirled around with a snarl, the skeleton shaped luminescent markings on his body flaring up with light before Joseph wriggled in his arms. “Pa! That’s Soap, he’s helping!” The pup whined. The Mer looked down at his pup before letting out a huff and releasing the little one, pushing him back further into the den the Mer came closer towards Soap, who was getting a bit nervous. While Joseph was absolutely adorable, a full grown Shark Mer was a bit more intimidating.

The Mer’s gills flared as he took in Soap’s pheromones, analyzing them before relaxing a bit, chirping at the prey in Soap’s arms. Soap offered carefully offered one. “Here, for you and your pup.” He said, a bit awkwardly. The Mer glared at him for another few seconds before snatching the prey and inspecting it.

Soap felt himself push out his chest proudly a bit when the Mer let out a impressed chirp and turned to feed Joseph first, cooing over the pup who eagerly devoured it. The obviously wary Mer liked the prey I brought! He cheered inside his head.

Once Joseph was done with his prey the Mer turned back to Soap, who immediately handed the rest over, trying not to purr at the contact. Keep it together, John! He scolded himself. He’s obviously traumatized and grateful for the help with feeding his pup, it doesn't mean anything! The Mer didn’t even glance before scarfing most of it down like he was starved (which he probably was. Great, now Soap made himself sad.)

The Mer looked up from the prey, looking a bit guilty, and offered the rest back to Soap, who shook his head as he tried not to squeal. “No no, I can get my own.” He tried to refuse, but the Mer pouted (How can you get any more cute?! Soap thought) and offered it more insistently. “Hungry, hurt, eat.” The Mer grunted, voice rough. Soap felt his stomach rumble and reluctantly accepted, eating as the Mer looked on with satisfaction.

Only when Soap had eaten all of it did the Mer purr in satisfaction, grabbing Soap’s arm and dragging him inside the den. Soap let out a startled chirp as he pushed onto the nest next to Joseph. Joseph immediately snuggled up to the Seal Mer, making room for his father to lay down on the opposite side of him. “Whoa! At least tell me your name-“ The Mer grumbled. “Ghost. Sleep.” So Soap did, because you try arguing with an in heat Shark Mer.

And done! Phew, i swear this was a pain to post, thank you @azilver for telling me it went wrong! if you reblogged the previous version of this one, please delete it and reblog this version instead, this one is much better i promise <3

Anyways, hope y'all enjoyed. I'm personally very much liking this AU and it's nice to see you all enjoy it too.

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