#merformers AU

[asimp4bee]

Updated merformers! Bumblebee design 🐝

Updated BB's design and gave him facial markings and body patterns! :D His armor is a mix between TFP and Knightverse Bumblebee.

My version of merformers:

They are techno-organic beings who live deeper into the ocean. Think of their city or general territory as a cybertronian version of Atlantis!

The merformers are completely organic in appearance, some of them opting to wear armor either for looks or for reasons such as keeping some parts of them hidden for their future partners/mates (in Bumblebee's case, it's his helmet 👀). Taking off their armor around someone else could let the latter the know that the mer trusts them or sees them as a potential partner.

As for how the Autobot/Decepticon war plays out in this AU, I'd say the whole war starts off as a territorial issue.

[insert-the-4thwall-entity]

POV : You fell off a cliff and into the ocean only to be met with something/someone was suppose to be only a fictional folktale

[this is literally my first finished tf fanart -]

[nerdfins]

Just a human (Sven Star AKA: Starscream) and his giant mer girlfriend.

[ikkosu]

Ikko beloved mutual of mine 💚🙏

How do you think Mer Pharma would act with his own little mermaid👀.

compy!! ❤️

gonna use pre delphi pharma bc I'm craving for soft pharma (⁠.⁠ ⁠❛⁠ ⁠ᴗ⁠ ⁠❛⁠.⁠)

Id imagine he met his little mermaid when they were stuck, most of all injured, weaved in trash and plastic bags at a particular region of the ocean. Close to industrial ports. Human ports.

Poor little mermaid went to the surface, pawing away at a duck to save them from the thick oil it's stuck in only for the humans to spot the mer and try to intercept it. They were fast, though, scuttling away as swiftly as they could in the water, not without having a few spears grazing their fins and scales causing their tail to stutter when flapping.

They'd sink and would get trapped among the trashes accumulated, thrashing around until they're to tired too do so and fall limp, giving up.

Pharma had stumbled upon the mer when trying to catch the his meal for today. It scuttled under a pipe and he had been too tired swimming miles for it to claw it out. When he spotted the mer, though, he's appalled at the injured and clicked his tongue, purring with disappointment while carefully untangling the little mer.

As his digits work to loosen the plastic, two soft bright eyes peered up to him, a weak purr rumbling back. His spark writhed a little — the purr was a desperate one. And, so he quickened the pace. They must be hungry.

When he released them, he half expected the little thing to scuttle away. After all, Merformers were far more larger and intimidating than Mermaids, he assumed they'd be frighten of him.

But they didn't. Or, they weren't able to? Mermaid tried to swim but couldn't, their tail flapping with a stutter no matter how hard the tried. Eventually, they latched onto his arm and purred desperately.

He lets out a vent and bundled up the mermaid into his arms, opting to swim into his alcove and tend them for a while. What he didn't expect, however, is how attached he would be to them.

They rub the pidgeon's little heads with their fingers and giggled when they'd flapped back in annoyance. Pharma feels a smidge envious of the animals but that jealousy is shortlived as Mer would scuttle back to where he's curled around one of the rocks and tuck themselves under his chin, arms around his neck.

The little mermaid was playful, a little stubborn but also very compassionate. They would scuttle along his expeditions on recovering Injured sea life and helped bring them along to his alcove where he would tend them.

He notice how well they get along with their aquatic friends, especially the birds when he helped them resurface for fresh air. (he tries not to think about how his servos fit snugly on their waist as he pulled them up)

He gives an annoyed breedle but eventually he reciprocates and would curl his arms around their little body, relishing their warmth.

Seeing their little bright, smiling faces everyday had been a norm and he wondered, if ever they were to be healed — would they leave him?

[littlelightbolt]

Snippet 2 - New shores - Merformers AU

After a night out on the water, the duo succumbed to exhaustion beaching onto a remote shoreline.

Deep in their recharge, they don't notice they aren't alone.

Little Milo had seen orcas before, out on the waters with his mother in their little boat. Whales were found in the ocean, his mother had taught him. They needed big spaces to roam.

All Milo wanted to do that morning was to test out his sweet new toy boat. He never thought that orcas would appear today in such shallow waters. The whales weren't moving. That can't be good.

The orcas are in trouble and Milo goes to help them.

He just didn't expect whales to have magic powers. One of them transformed into a mermaid!

Part 1

Part 3

I liked the name Milo and so the kid (human) will be named Milo. He would be a good sea-life rescuer.

[acidsplashes]

hi hello

it's fanart time for Finding Prowl by @littlelightbolt (ao3)

Nothing here spoils fic happenings, so no worries there :D I just wanted to have some fun with funny little merbots and figure out how to draw them.

*more below the break!

[cayennesugar]

@benadrylcandlewhack u got me obsessed with mer!au 🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏

Heatwave doesn’t often verbally express how he feels, he prefers to express himself through actions; flowers are a great hit with Quickshadow 🤭🤭🤭🤭

[thicctails]

Deeper Waters [Merformers AU]

As the first rays of dawn started to peek over the horizon, Jack sniffed miserably and got to his hands and feet, wobbling as he padded out of the small thicket of mud and brambles that he and his podmates had crawled into. Miko and Raf were still sleeping, exhausted from the rough waters they'd been forced to swim through.

It was a far cry from the warm, clear pools that had sheltered him for his entire life, and his downy fur was matted uncomfortably to his body. He cringed and wrinkled his snout at the thick mud that clung to his form, weighing down his fins and caking the edges of his gills.

The swampy island they'd managed to scramble onto was nearly entirely flooded, puddles of murky, stale water surrounding the mer pup. His earfins twitched in irritation as bugs swarmed around in the air, trying to bite him. Jack swatted at them futilely for a few moments before he huffed and gave up, making for the water. His leg had gotten sliced open by a rock in the river, so he had to limp into deeper water. Thankfully, his tail was as strong as ever, and he swam through the silt-filled water with ease.

The water washed away the muck and grime, exposing his sleek gray fur and his glowing blue markings. His gills fluttered, taking in the murky water, filtering out whatever scraps of air were available and pushing it back out. His blue eyes flitted about, searching the depths for a flash of scales or some swaying lily pads.

Unfortunately, the waters seemed barren of food, no prey nor plants coming into view. It seemed as though the storm that had dragged him and his friends away from their pods had also washed away everything down here. Jack frowned. He was starving, they all were. He wasn't going back until he found something to eat.

He swam further, going farther and farther away, the water becoming cold around him as he went. His fur worked to keep him warm, but as he swam out into the clearer, darker water before him, he could not repress the shivers that rippled through him. The water here was... different. Saltier. Like a great pool of tears. His mother had told him of a place like this. She'd called it the sea.

Jack glanced around, clicking softly in impatience.

There! A fish, fat and silvery, darted in front of the older pup. Jack sprung into action, tail whipping from side to side as he raced after his quarry. He wasn't an experienced hunter; he'd really only fished minnows from the riverbank and caught the occasional frog, but instincts were powerful things. He surged forward, swiping at the fish once he'd gotten close enough. Each time he did, Jack missed just by mere inches, frustrating the mer. He chased the fish down into deeper waters, the tip of his tail brushing against the sand of the seafloor as he closed in on his prey. Just a little bit closer...

Suddenly, Jack stopped abruptly. Something tightened around his neck and twisted itself around his body, digging into his gills and dragging him down into the sand. Panicked, Jack kicked and thrashed wildly, tail thumping down in an attempt to whack whatever strange creature had a hold on him. The thing only seemed to hold on tighter, and the pain eventually forced the pup to lie still, breathing hard. Blood welled up in the water, his leg wound having reopened. Jack hissed in pain, writhing and baring his teeth.

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Hours passed, and Jack found himself struggling to breathe. His gills were partially obscured, and since he couldn't even float, the amount of fresh oxygen getting into his body wasn't enough. His body ached from being held in one place, and his tummy rumbled in anguish. He was tired, but he was too afraid to fall asleep.

As he fought to stay awake, something moved out of the corner of his eye. It was an enormous shadow, slinking out of the depths. Piercing blue eyes shone through the darkness, looming above the pinned pup. Jack flattened himself against the rough sand, his breathing shallow and shaky. Terror flooded his entire being, and it took all of his willpower not to try and flee. He screwed his eyes shut. Perhaps if he was very still and quiet, he wouldn't be spotted.

The feeling of claws brushing against his body killed that idea.

Suddenly, the pressure keeping him trapped was gone, but fear kept Jack in place. He felt himself being picked up, and being adjusted so that he was lying on his back. He risked a glance up, earfins pinned flat against his head.

A curious face peered back. The thing above him looked like a mer, but it had shiny gray skin and strange eyes. Pink fins flared slightly, perking forward as the strange mer tilted their head, a soft smile on their face.

"You're safe now, Sparkling." a feminine voice purred. "I've got you."

It was deep and reverberating, very similar to his own strange calls. He relaxed involuntarily, staring up with wide eyes at his savior.

She had glowing markings as well, small dots that framed her eyes and cheeks. She had curving, shiny pink horns on both sides of her face and one atop her head, which curved back towards a headfin that ran down along the entire length of her body. Her body was covered in what looked like dark blue and gray armour, which shone in what little sunlight reached this far down, wing-like fins resting neutrally between her shoulder blades.

Her lower body was the strangest part of her, though. Instead of two legs and a tail, she had a more otter-like form, four legs ending in metallic webbed paws and a long, segmented tail. More markings were all over her, pinks and blues glowing softly in the darkness of the deep.

The strange female nuzzled him, rumbling comfortingly as she cleaned his agitated cuts and smoothed down his ruffled fur. It was like being back with his mother, safely curled up in her arms as she groomed his fur. He was so different from the others, with his too-round pupils, his downy coat, his bright markings, and his wrong voice. No one but Raf could hear when he called, or understand what his songs or trills meant. He'd learned to be silent, lest he get nasty looks from the pod elders and become more of an outcast than he already was.

This was the first time someone aside from his mother, Raf, and Miko had treated him kindly without any hesitation or restrained disgust, and Jack found himself uncaring that this new mer looked so different. He leaned into the surprisingly warm armour beside him, purring softly. The poor raven pup wasn't that old, only a few seasons, and he still craved affection, something he didn't get as often as he should.

A noise met his earfins, causing him to perk up. Miko's famously loud calls echoed through the water, screaming his name. Jack wiggled free and paddled forward a bit, unsure of how to assure her that he was alright. She couldn't hear him, and he couldn't hear Raf, so there was no way to get her attention. Glancing back at the other mer, Jack started swimming back to shore, moving much slower due to his injuries. The mer followed, crooning worriedly when she caught sight of his leg.

Soon, Jack was close enough that he could force out a rough bark, the sound hurting his throat. Miko, who was worriedly peering in a different direction, quickly spun around with a relieved grin. That expression quickly morphed into fear when she caught sight of the giant laying on the sand behind Jack. He quickly made a few motions with his hands, using the unspoken language he and his mother had developed to tell her that it was okay.

With her temporary guardian's reassurance, Miko paddled closer, scenting the water and circling around the stranger. The little pup finally regained her boldness, standing on the other female's back and peering at her markings and odd tail. The big mer didn't seem to mind, patiently letting the pup explore as she pleased.

Satisfied that Miko wouldn't annoy the first adult they'd seen in days so much that she'd attack her, Jack went off and fetched a very distressed Raf, the youngest pup clinging to the elder's tail as he swam back. When he returned, he saw that Miko was chewing on a chunk of fish, the rest of the huge marine animal pinned beneath the newcomers claws. She tore off parts for Jack and Raf, curling her tail around the trio as she lay her head down on her arms, her eyes looking sad and concerned as she watched the three wolf down the offered meal.

"Yo, Arcee, where are you?"

Another voice, male this time, carried up from somewhere in the depths. Jack and Raf's earfins fell forward, but Miko only looked at them in confusion. She couldn't hear it, Jack realized. These strangers sang the same song he did, unheard by almost everyone Jack had ever known.

"I'm at the shoreline!" the mer, Arcee, called back, trilling as her fins flicked in delight. She smiled down at the pups, giving them a comforting look.

"You won't believe what I found."

[seraphim-seeker]

Thought up something probably not original but still wanted to get this AU outta my head. But I thought up a Merformers AU but the Autobots are human sailors (Some are) and the Decepticons are beasts of the sea that can shapeshift to live amongst the humans to understand them. Optimus is a hybrid but no one no this except his mother and Ratchet, no one else knows this but....Someone does, his good friend Megatronus knows being a beast of the sea but he hasn't said anything since she can tell it is a sensitive topic for her friend but he hopes to show Optimus there is nothing to hide.

Essentially the Decepticons gotta kraken, leviathan, kaiju kinda vibe while Hybrids like Optimus, Hot Rod, Blurr and others are more on the Mermaid/Siren side (With a few inspirations of Ruby Gillman mixed in)

[cyberghost-scout]

In the clean but cloudy waters, two silhouettes peered far away. Maidens of the sea, no doubt. But what they'll look like is far from one's comprehension, dear visitor. Keep yourself safe. Don't appease your curiosity for now.

[asimp4bee]

Meabee in different AUs | pt. 1 ✨

Merformers 🐚

Herbie: Fully Loaded 🏆

Deadpool and Wolverine 🗡️🔪

Part 2!

[umaia3aurart]

I got a request on Instagram to draw my human design of KOBD with their babies, but in my Mermaid AU! 👀

In the morning, we can often see them happily take a walk (or swim?), and at night, they sleep on a bed of seaweed!

If you'd like to learn more about their kids, check out my previous posts: here and here!

[nerdfins]

I got a Merformers idea to make for Mermay, and during that process, I made a tiny sketch of my OC and KOBD. Now I've got a Merformers AU going. Dammit.

Ricochet is a techno-organic mermaid from the underwater city of Iacon. Others avoid her as she is a much larger creature, worried she will devour them. She's lonely and ends up having to fend for herself. One day she is caught in a fishing net and almost taken in by the humans. She fights back and sinks the ship, but is still entangled. Ricochet's tail and limbs are caught. She is unable to swim and sinks to the seabed. She thrashes about and tries to break the netting, but it's strong and cutting into her. The scent of blood begins to draw in sharks. She hisses at them and they stay back, but some bold ones take nips at her. Soon they get closer and closer, and Ricochet can feel herself growing weaker.

As one starts to go for her head, a spear flies into it. The other sharks scatter. There is a red and white blur that goes by her vision and grabs the spear from the shark. A blue and white one comes into her view before she passes out. Ricochet wakes up in a cave and on a metal slab. It's obviously another Cybermer location. Her rescuers, Knock Out and Breakdown, greet her. Ricochet is surprised they're unafraid of her. They insist she stays while she heals. They become friends and soon lovers.

Knock Out and Breakdown follow her as she goes off one day on her own and find out she has a human friend. Sven Star, whom she calls Star. How Ricochet and Star meet: He'll be one of those rich humans that is in charge of an energy company (or something like it). He owns boats and sometimes goes out fishing like rich guys do. Especially for bigger game like marlin. One day he's out on his own much to his partner's disapproval, and something big is snagged on his line. First he thinks he caught some garbage, but then line then starts to swing back and forth. Nope, he's got something! This thing however is huge and Star gets into a pulling match with it. The boat end starts to get pulled down and there is a creak as where the equipment is hooked begins to give. As Star realizes he needs to cut the line and reaches for a knife, it's too late. With one last hard tug the equipment gives, and he is pulled into the water.

After the initial shock of being pulled in, Star is able to unhook himself from the equipment. He then looks up to get a look at what pulled him in, expecting either a huge marlin or a shark. Instead, he sees something else. He wonders if he hit his head on the way in. It has arms and is frantically pulling at its mouth.

After the moment of surprise passes, Star panics and swims to the surface. He scrambles up onto the boat and scoots away from the edge, keeping an eye on the water. He's fully expecting this giant thing to follow him and try to devour him. It was huge! And probably very angry that he snagged it. Ricochet surfaces and glares at him. They exchange jabs before he offers to remove the hook, which she accepts. Afterward, Star returns to the spot to see if she's still there, not sure if Ricochet would stick around after that.

He's delighted to see her peek out of the water.

[huanted-dennys]

Lil comic thingy and a wip of Jazz and prowl (Jazz was kinda a scribbly mess so i drew a lil jazz instead for now)

Wow scavenger that’s a big catch ya got there

[littlelightbolt]

Snippet 1 -Humble beginings - Merformers AU

Prowl is captured by a mysterious group of masked humans and is experimented on. His spark gets exposed and fused with an ancient forgotten relic - The Emberstone.

The group had hoped to build a cybertronian of their own making. But they lacked the CNA to do so. As a test they used animal DNA extracted from ocean infused with stolen sentio-metalico. The experiment was a success but not quite in the way the villains were hoping.

With classic inferior technological difficulties, the emberstone did its job but not before overloading the machinery and causing a massive fire. NOT good for a secret lab on an OIL RIG.

in the chaos, Prowl changed and battered makes an escape and life was given to a new being.

With a new body working against him and a dependent on hand, having bonded in the most unorthodox of ways Prowl and his charge must face the might of the ocean to return home.

But where is home when everyone is out to get you.

Rewatching Ponyo had me stewing in this idea. This story does not read yet like Ponyo hahahah. I just wanted traumatised adult meets child and protect them with their life kinda fluff. I don't know how Ponyo got me here.

Part 2 - is here!

[tinydefector]

Marine Centre 10- merformers Au SMUT

Bluestreak for y'all cause he's the lucky Mer who gets to hit it first.

This was originally 8k words and I got it down to 4k very happy and I hope you all enjoy the first smut for this fic.

Word count: 4k

Warnings: smut, interspecies sex, mating, oral, sex knotting. Language barrier.

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The soft whistles from Angelfish had been following them for a while as they continued picking up rubbish on the beach. Dale, Quin and the new hires were out doing water testing and they had said they were going to stay back.

The grey blue oceanide wades in the water chirping and calling out to them as he flings rubbish on the sand for them to pick up. He circles around rocks but comes back to the shallow water barely skimming across the sand to be close. 

They take the trash he throws, adding it to the bag even as he wobbles at them. "Angelfish no, not playing today, i'll go swimming in the reef later" they call back to him only paying mild attention. Their thoughts were off in the ocean, they hoped Big blue was alright he had been very scares since his ‘accident’ while Angelfish had become rather vocal and been pursuing them. 

 They yelp as he launches from the water to grab them pulling them into the shallow water with a loud thrill of triumph. "Angel Stop!" They yell struggling against his hold as he pulls them close. Their eyes look up to meet with the big pools of blue against black as he chirps and huffs out a little melody. “Ooeeeeneeooaee” comes from the Oceanide as he caws excitedly as his gambit succeeds.  

But at their cry, he recoils in distress, fins drooping in dismay. "Ooeeaeeouueeaa!" he, chirruping anxiously it sounds almost pitiful as he hands cup their face. Another collection of whistles and whines leave him as he looks at them pleadingly 

Feebly he trills another song, bumping his crest against their forehead. “Oeeaeeiaiaeeaeeeeeeoeeee." They squirm in his arms before finally settling when. "Angel please don't, I'm not one of your people, big blue understands and is staying away for a reason" they mumble.

 "N..o o..o Bl..ue goo, I be wih ow." The words are crash, harsh even compared to his sweet little songs. But they understand enough of it to see what he's trying to state. He nuzzles their face pleadingly, eyes wide and bright.

 " I fign.., fe..ed s..ae" he uses his clawed hands as he talks. “Angel Stop, you will hurt your throat” they try to plead for him to settle down. His fins flutters and flare as he gazes upon them. "B…e mm te?"

There is a long silence between them as they just stare at him in shock. "Angel... I can't, I'm not one of you, there are plenty of others of your kind" they explain only for him to pull them closer fins and frills flared in display head moving as if trying to showcase the colours that flare in the scales.

When they don't react to the little dance he huffs softly wet webbed hands cupping their face as he presses his lips to their in a messy and uncoordinated kiss. They gasp as he kisses them, it's out of the blue and such a human gesture, they lean into it softly, in truth it was a terrible kiss, he tasted of fish, seaweed and Salt. But his enthusiasm surprised them.

 A pleading keen erupts from his vocals as he holds them close. "Aeeeeaeeuueeuueeeeaoaaooeeaouuaaeeouuooeeieeeeieeeeaaeeeeeeieeoaeeoaee." Angelfish trills eagerly at their softening, nuzzling into their hands with desperate affection. They look up to his eyes as his webbed hands cup their face tenderly. "I can get in trouble, the others I work with don't know you are this sentient, I will get in alot of trouble" they try to argue. But his soft little calls are making it hard to say no to him along with his big almost seal eyes.

  

He warbles in confusion, gathering their small form close in an embrace, "Oh angel..." they lean into his body resting their head against his shoulder as they hold him. The mer slowly drifts back while holding them. The afternoon light bounces off the waves of the surf as he just cradles them against his frame. He warbles softly, nuzzling their head with his own. Another little melody leaving him as they drift in the waves together. 

"You want to sing for me?" They question. Not really understanding the meaning of his little songs but they sound much sweeter than him trying to mimic and use their words. Angelfish trills happily, brightening at their request. Carefully he carries them through the water. 

They sit up on him watching how he navigates so swiftly on his back, the small saltwater and freshwater river were the last place they expected him to take them but in truth it was still beautiful. They watch as kingfishers and sea birds perch in the trees. Crabs scurry through sandy mud to find hiding places as the large predator leaserly swims with them sat atop of him. 

It's a sheltered cove not the same as connected to the lagoons there's grassy little banks and it almost reminds them of fresh water swimming holes, with large rocks and little waterfalls that lead down into the mouth of the river where grass meets water. It's rather secluded despite how pretty it was. 

Gently he settles them amidst the soft grass of the creek's lip, eyes bright and hopeful. His fins flutter showing off colours in display as a melody rises from his chest. Their eyes never leave him as he sings, a cascade of tones and harmonics flowing from his frame in waves.

 It is so alike yet different from the songs of Whales and dolphins. As he spins around in the water, seeming to almost dance and he sings. Their legs rest in the water, his body brushing against them every twist and turn he makes in his dance. When its echoes fade, he nuzzles their face pressing himself close to them. the oceanide chitters and warbles happily at them. “ liked?” 

His body slowly sinks down as he rests his head on their lap, nuzzling their legs nestled in the tide, fins fluttering softly as their hand comes to brush across them. " mate?" His eyes blaze with longing hope as he looks up at them. 

They take a deep sigh before looking at him. "I don't know what to do even if I was too…" they mumble, trailing off. Were they really going to do this?. The oceanides are A completely different species, yes they could talk, and this one was rather eager for their permission. But this was still illegal, they were Sea life, animals. But as they look at Angelfish waiting patiently for their answer. 

They were both consenting adults and he was the one trying to propersiton them, but the consequences of others finding out still weighed heavily. They snap out of their thoughts as clawed fingers to move to their clothing, Tugging and pulling trying to indicate what he wanted. He chirrups eagerly at  them, his flared fins and frills shimmering as he still tries to impress them. 

Fuck it. 

 Their  hands move to the buttons of their shirt helping show him how to remove it. His eyes widen as webbed hands move across their exposed skin. They gasp as his cold webbed hands trace over their body. awe cross his face as he chirps at them. His claws trace aimless patterns, committing each new texture to memory. 

A shaky croon erupts from his throat  as he gently guilds their hands to his own body. The two tracing patterns and looking over each other's bodies as they try to figure out just how this was going to work. 

Their eyes snapping down to him as he flicks his tongue out to run across their stomach  before he dips down further. A loud gasp escapes them as he tilts their body back giving himself across to taste what he truly wants, a loud moan leaves them as he plunges his tongue deeper a loud rumble leaves him as he pulls them closer.

 Their hands grip his head, guiding him and trying their  hardest not to pull or damage his pretty frills. their hips rock into his mouth as he laps at them, hsi sharp teeth make them shutter as goosebumps flush across their skin. 

The grey blue oceanide chirps eagerly at their sounds, Gently he urges closer, fins fluttering, and when they feel his teeth retract it leaves them stunned. ‘They have retractable teeth’ the muse over as he continued to drag his tongue over their sensitive skin. It makes them keen and arch into the touch. 

Their back arches into the grass as Angelfish spreads their thighs wider, Gently he nuzzles his way back up their body. He gently pecks their face and neck, another small collection of thrills leaves him. Their gaze meets, as he rests himself above them. Claws digging into the grass as he looks down at them head tilted to the side. 

They tense up and freeze slightly as he rolls his body against them, his clappers move against their own sex. But when they spread their head shoots down, chin rested on their chest as they watched his slit open. his penis emerges slowly, it's smooth a lighter blue than the rest of his grey blue body. 

Their eyes widen as more of it slinks out of the slit. “Holy shit, holy shit” they gasp as the mer grinds against them. He chirps again softly checking over them again. “God I can't believe I'm doing this” they state In a hushed voice. 

The Oceanide moves them around slightly, finding his preferred position, one webbed claw holds their hips as he moves closer, the head brushes against their entrance making them tense up. Angelfish coos at them softly as he presses against them again they tip slowly breaching. 

 They whimper loudly, as he presses deeper, it's a rather smooth glide due to the texture. It doesn't hurt nearly as much as they were expecting it too. A loud purr leaves Angelfish as he slowly rocks into them trills happily,

 his back fins flutter wildly as he grinds himself deeper trying to press as far into them as he physically could. They clench at the feeling only to gasp and let their head fall back into the grass. They move slightly trying to find a more comfortable position, one leg hooking over his back.  

Soft chitters of appreciation escape him, once happy Angelfish begins to rock back and forth, it's slow, sticky as he pulls his length out partially before slamming it back into them. Loud moans leave them as they grip onto him, fingers digging into his back as they cling onto him with each thrust. 

Angelfish let out a loud whine, his body instinctively grinding back against theirs, his tail flicking each time he hilted in them, thrills of delight rattle down his spinal fins. Each thrust feels like they are gasping for air as he drives his spike deeper. The feeling of his scales are strange as he manoeuvres them but in truth they feel sinfully good against their skin.

"Ne…ed yo... waa,t..." his voice sounds so broken yet filled with desire and longing, his words broken as he tries to utter their words again. They dig their heel into the back of the grey blue mer. Eagerly clenching around him.

They cry out as Mers penis flares, a large knot locking them in place at the base as gush of seamen spilling into their smaller frame. Angelfish’s fins and frills extend in display as he thrills loudly, rutting quickly with each spurt that leaves his knotted length. It's uncomfortable after the first few spills, his load leaking out the sides of where they are joined.

They try moving around to become more comfortable but it only makes them whine at how full they are starting to feel. “Angel, fuck move please” they gasp out laying against the grass panting as they look up at Oceanide who seems rather content watching them. 

His hands move over them as he checks them, pressing against their stomach only to make them wince. He cooed softly with worry written across his face.  "I'm alright, fuck just wasn't expecting that " they whisper while rocking back against him. 

He chirps softly as he pulls them closer. Leaning back splashing into the water with them pressed to his chest as he floats. It makes them yelp as they shoot him a dirty look. Pulling his fin which earns a hiss and a look like they had kicked a dog. 

“don't do that” they grumble but settle against his body as he cradles them. as they gently drift in the water in lazy circles. Nuzzling their face with care, his thrills and calls mellow down into little chirps and rumbles. “God I'm so fucked if anyone finds out about this” they mumble to themself, eyes fluttering closed as they cuddle the large mer, it would be a problem for tomorrow, they were to drained and they doubt they would be getting away from the cling oceanide any time soon. 

“what am I going to do with you Angel?” they mumble before sighing and letting the soft rumbles from his chest lure them into rest. 

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The soft whistles from Bluestreak had been following the human for a while as they continued picking strange objects off the beach. He wades in the water after them. Trying to get their attention by bringing similar looking stuff he found floating in the ocean. Bluestreak chirps brightly as he trails after the landwalker, fins flared and ablaze as he was hot on their trail. Every so often he surfaces alongside them, presenting another tidbit of flotsam meant to please. 

But no amount of trinkets seem able to sway their focus from its task. Undaunted, the excitable mer redoubles his melody, “Soft one, please look at me, I'm trying, I want to prove my worth," He calls out hopeful they would spare him a glance. 

 

He circles hopefully, water swirling around him as he tries to catch their attention. 

Bluestreak caws excitedly as he succeeds in grabbing them and pulling them into the shallow water with him, making them forget their carrier of items and as their small hands briefly touch his frame he thrills in delight. But at their cry, he recoils in distress, fins drooping in dismay. 

"No no, please don't push me away!" he pleads, chirruping anxiously. "I just want to know you, prove I can give and provide" eyes wide and shining. To have come so close only to fail - the thought is more than his youthful spark can bear. Feebly he trills bumping his crest against theirs. "One chance is all I ask, please let me prove myself."

Their words make him sag softly, feeling dejected at their tone and the words he could understand.  "N..o o..o Bl..ue goo, I be wih ow." The words are crash, harsh on his throat as he tries to get across his point. He nuzzles their face pleadingly, eyes wide and bright.

 "I want to protect, feed... Always keep you safe I will make a nest... Please, give a chance to provider and protector?" There is a long silence between them as they just stare at him.

When they don't react to the little dance he huffs softly wet webbed hands cupping their face as he presses his lips to their in a messy and uncoordinated kiss. He had seen humans do this before to relay affection and he hoped it would be enough for them to finally understand. eyes taste of strange flavours things he had very tried but he enjoyed it and if it meant they would accept him he would kiss them as many times as they wanted. 

 "B…e mm te?..." the landers words hurt to express but he wants the get better so they can understand, so he can talk with them. The sad tone in their voice again hurts to hear, they sound so dejected to him, the hadn't said no but they sounded as if they would be in trouble if they did say yes. 

"M-mate, please...just try. Let me show you all the ways of the ocean. Our sparks are the same, even if we are shaped differently. Give me a chance," he almost begged eyes wide as he cups their face. nuzzling into their hands with desperate affection. Still his grasp of their strange world remains limited despite all longing.  

"Trouble? For touching?" He warbles in confusion, optics rounding wide and bright. The thought of their tender moments sowing them hardship cuts like ice through his spark. 

Determined, he gathers their small form close in an embrace. 

they lean into his body resting their head against his shoulder as they hold him. Mumbling in their little crash words as he pulls them to slowly drift with him. 

He doesn't understand. It's like how the elders told him to stay away from humans. We're they told to stay away from his people?

Bluestreak warbles softly, nuzzling their head with his own as he drifts further with them in his hold. Their gentle touch alone soothes some of his worries. "Nothing simple about you. Elders always said "stay away from you." He keens gently, hoping his melody conveys what words cannot. 

The afternoon light bounces off the waves of the surf as he just cradles them against his frame. He warbles softly, nuzzling their head with his own. Another little melody leaving him as they drift in the waves together. 

 Their question is one he understands though. trilling happily, brightening at their request. Carefully he carries them through the water. 

He glides thought the water on his back, making sure they stay sat atop of him. “this is my favourite place, i come here when i want to be away from the others” he coos. 

Gently he settles them amidst the soft grass, eyes bright and hopeful. 

His fins flutter showing off colours in display as a melody rises from his chest. The soft ones eyes never leave him as he sings, a cascade of tones and harmonics flowing from his frame in waves. He sings his spark out for them. As he spins around in the water, dancing and singing for them.

 When he finishes his performance,  he nuzzles their face pressing himself close to them. chitters and warbles happily at them. “ liked?” 

" I sing and swim just for you!." Eagerly he nuzzles their legs nestled in the tide, fins fluttering softly as their hand comes to brush across his frills. " mate?" His eyes blaze with longing hope as he looks up at them. 

His clawed fingers moved to their stange covering, Tugging and pulling trying to figure out how to get it off. “please i want to see you” He chirrups eagerly at them, his flared fins and frills shimmering as he still tries to impress them. 

They moment they move to discard the covering he wants to sing loudly, to thrill in triumph. “ we take it slowly Watch and learn, then we mate." His fins flutters wildly as drawing them closer, claws trace aimless patterns across their soft skin, A shaky croon erupts from his throat  in plea. "Touch me too, let me show you how? We mate, then swim and sing together." His mind is racing faster than he can talk. 

The sweet scent from between their strange legs has his pupils dilating, his mouth is on them before he can even think, they smell so good, ready and in season, everything he could hope for. Their hands grip his head, earning a rumble from him. 

their hips rock into his mouth as he laps at them eagerly drinking in the sweet taste of them, when he realises his teeth are brushing their soft skin he retracts them, he doesn't want to hurt his mate, no he didn't want them to bleed. 

Their back arches into the grass as he spreads their thighs wider, Gently he nuzzles his way back up their body. He gently pecks their face and neck. They tense up and freeze slightly as he rolls his body against them, his clappers move against their own heat.

 “shhh, I promise I'll take care of you”  his slit open. Spike emerges slowly, Their eyes widen as more of it slinks out of the slit.  they gasp as the mer grinds against them. “it won't hurt I promise” He chirps again softly checking over them again. 

Once he finds his preferred position, one webbed claw holds their hips as he moves closer, the head of his spike brushes against their entrance making them tense up. “ no, no don't tense you will hurt yourself” he coos at them softly as he presses against them again the tip slowly breaching into their warmth.

It takes everything in him to not slam home into their tight little frame. They whimper loudly, as he presses deeper, they feel sinfully tight as he moves. A loud purr leaves him  as he slowly rocks into them trills happily. “primus you feel amazing, mm my sweet little soft one” he whispers. 

His back fins flutter wildly as he grinds himself deeper trying to press as far into them as he physically could. They clench at the feeling only to gasp and let their head fall back into the grass. They move slightly trying to find a more comfortable position, one leg hooking over his back.  

Soft chitters of appreciation escape him, once happy Angelfish begins to rock back and forth, it's slow, sticky as he pulls his length out partially before slamming it back into them. Loud moans leave them as they grip onto him, fingers digging into his back as they cling onto him with each thrust. 

Angelfish let out a loud whine, his body instinctively grinding back against theirs, his tail flicking each time he hilted in them, thrills of delight rattle down his spinal fins. Each thrust feels like they are gasping for air as he drives his spike deeper. The feeling of his scales are strange as he manoeuvres them but in truth they feel sinfully good against their skin.

"Ne…ed yo... waa,t..." his voice sounds so broken yet filled with desire and longing, his. They dig their heel into the his back. Eagerly clenching around him. Every thrust, every touch was a declaration of his primal need to breed and impregnate them, to claim them as his little mate. Would their pups take after his sweet little lander if they had them?

So many thoughts run through his mind as he holds them in place. 

"Such a good mate... so eager for my pups" he coos to them, he knew they couldn't understand but at that moment he didn't care, they felt so good wrapped around his spike and he could feel his knot slowly inflating and locking them together. 

They cry out as his Spike flares, a large knot locking them in place at the base as gush of his seed, spilling into their smaller frame. His fins and frills extend in display as he thrills loudly, rutting quickly with each spurt that leaves his knotted length. 

 

He purrs deeply watching as he leaks from the confined space of his little lover, leaning down he presses his crest to their forehead in delight. When they begin to wiggle he pulls them to his chest. His hands move over them as he checks them, pressing against their stomach. “So full, you look lovely like this little mate"he hums in delight only to tense when they wince. He cooed softly with worry written across his face. they whisper while rocking back against him. 

“Shhh, you did so well for me, so well, time for us to swim” he whispers to them as he flops back into the water with them cradled against his body. He chirps softly as he pulls them closer. Leaning back splashing into the water with them pressed to his chest as he floats. It makes them yelp as they shoot him a dirty look. Pulling his fin which earns a hiss and a look like they had kicked a dog. “What was that for?” He warbles at them worried he had offended or upset them. His hands are moving across their body again, checking them and praying that they were not hurt. 

They grumble but settle against his body as he cradles them. as the two gently drift in the water in lazy circles. He nuzzles their face with care, slowly grooming their crest fluff. “ My pretty little mate” he chirps to them. 

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