#mermaid mumbo

[d0not-disturb]

Mermaid Mumbo, perchance

[bone-byrd]

Mumbomaid from this fic by @frozenjokes

[ghostyclay]

I NEED UR HELP HERMITBLR!!! I HAVE A REALLY IMPORTANT QUESTION!!!

If mumbo jumbo was a fish/ocean creature, what species would he be? (ill explain this soon, i promise)

[remderance]

so...few days ago I've created a hermitcraft mermaid au. and here ya go, some of my thoughts about it and also my drawings.

first of all, cub, grian, zedaph, tango, joehills, xisuma and impulse are humans, when scar, doc, pearl, skizz, cleo are mermaids(I didn't think of other hermits yet)

here's also a bit of lore happening, so let's talk little bit about every hermit.

•xisuma

- he is an owner of this whole circus oceanarium and ocean research center.

- he is a strange guy, once he even stole a bone from rendog to chew on! but nonetheless, he is a hard working man and he does all the managing work better than anyone else possibly could

•scar

- cub and grian were the first to find alive mermaid, which happened to be scar. scar, as the most kind and innocent soul, of course, most of the time spent saving sea creatures from fishing nets, plastic junk and etc, though got a lot of injuries himself. he had been in an accident just before he was caught, so he didn't have a chance to escape due to movement issues, because his tail and fins were badly injured

- scar is an orca! but he won't eat you, don't worry. he might try, though

- most of the time there is only one scientist watching him, and it is cub. even though at first cub was too serious about his job, depicting scar more like an object other than a living creature with thoughts and feelings, it was gone in a little while when two of them had a chance to actually know each other more. you could say, scar softened cub's heart

- he is a silly boy, trying to escape his aquarium probably every day at first, thinking of place as a prison. none of his attempts were successful, to be honest, but he never stopped trying

- also, once he even got in a physical fight with grian, being mad that he was in the team who catched him. who won? for some reason it was grian, who is smaller twice in size and not so good underwater

- grian got in trouble many times because of his experiments and especially testing human food on scar. once he had serious food poisoning because of it, and cub never let grian be alone near scar's aquarium again

- scar once asked for human meat and got a "cubfan live reaction". canniballism is pretty common between mermaids, so he was expecting the same from humans

•doc

- doc is a giant moray eel.

- you could say he is the most intelligent and smart fish you've seen! not just by mermaid standards, but by human too. before the oceanarium he was living in an old warship, where he found a room with books that were not touched by water. that's where from he knows chemistry, physics, engineering and other, that's also where he learned english better, as he is originally from german waters(scientists where really impressed that mermaid could have an accent).

- but this ship happened to be in a military zone, where people one time were testing a bomb and underwater explosion happened. doc nearly made it out alive, though got almost incompatible with life injuries. he couldn't be healed by wrapping wounds with seaweed, so he decided to go to humans to the research center by himself, making a deal: he agreed to be studied for science purposes but got a proper treatment for his injuries in return.

- by that point, he was second one to be "caught"

- he is really smart and he will not be missing an opportunity to squeeze out everything from people working there. he got the best aquarium with the best accessories, rocks, corals and filters. it took almost over a year to figure all of this out and a lot of pressure on workers, but doc is not feeling guilty

- he really likes to eat tomatoes

- he also really likes to get out of his tank and go on an adventure to other mermaids. scar is living nearest to him, so you could often see these two hang out

- he created the word "scitties" and scar likes to use it (especially in situations when he is suggested to wear clothes. he says his scitties are too precious to hide them)

- after some time doc became the first mermaid scientist. his high intelligence just couldn't be ignored

- doc helped to create prosthetic fins and tail for scar

- eventually there was created a special gadget just for doc, so he could easily speak with other scientists even being under the water

- scientist connected to him is grian. they are in good terms and grian totally acknowledges his cleverness. gridoc nation rise up

•ren

- oh sweet, sweet rendog! you just couldn't guess what he is. he is... a dog, simple as that. but a smart one!

- although, he doesn't like meat. he is a vegetarian dog!

- his duty mostly is to deliver food to mermaids. he doesn't like to deliver food to scar as it's mostly chocolate chip cookies and lots of raw meat, and he totally adores to visit doc because of his love for tomatoes

- doc likes to escape, and ren likes doc, so he always goes after him with a mop in his teeth to hide water paddles he is creating

- ren is well-trained and all of the staff knows him, so he has access to almost every room in both oceanarium and research center

- he likes to sleep near doc's aquarium. sometimes doc goes out of water at night, waits for his hand to dry and gently pets him

- oh. and ren also has a very specific addiction. this little fur boy always steals people's sunglasses. why does he do that? why does a dog even need sunglasses? nobody knows. but that is such a common thing, that nobody even cares anymore. yep, there's a dog running around in sunglasses, what is wrong with that?

•here's the fun part. beloved zits!!!

- impulse is the only one true ocean scientist in their group

- zedaph lived most of his life on a farm and knows pretty much everything about farm animals. he is a crazy zoologist and has basically zero idea how to deal with fish

"that's a weird looking chicken", - he says, looking at any mermaid

- tango is an engineer and a drummer in his own band. he slays and also he has a lot of tattoos

- although tango's band isn't zit band, they were playing together in college! they all had their rock phase, zedaph even has scars from piercings made in that time

- the star of our show... skizzleman!! skizz for short, he is a manta ray, and he is going mental. he screams, he bites, he fights, he likes to bother others and especially impulse

- skizz made impulse fall in his tank for countless amount of times

- skizz and impulse often fight, verbally and physically, but also for some reason their bond is very strong. they like each other, just in a different way, but their way to this was very hard

- and yep, he is the reason why all of the zit are here. he's just too strong and uncontrollable for one human to handle, so impulse had to get his friends

- skizz is very clumsy and can't exist out of water due to being a manta ray, so trying to escape he makes just one step and then is found right outside the aquarium angry and waiting for someone to come and put him back

•pearl and gem

- pearl is a blue-ringed octopus!

- she spent a lot of time near the shore at the port and most of the time was listening to people, trying to guess meaning of unknown words and adoring strange human stories. it happened in australia, that is the place where she got an accent. it is an exceptional case too, but unlike doc, this accent is not natural, but a learned one

- pearl's only and favourite piece of clothing is a hoodie with oceanarium logo

- as a natural enemy, doc fears to go near pearl. when he is asking her if she's safe, she never gets him a clear answer

- gem is doing mermaid shows! yes, she is not a real one, she just has her costume and adorable coral horns

- oceanarium got gem a tank to exercise and to rehearse her shows. it appeared that pearl was basically living alongside. they liked each other at first sight, but for months weren't able to communicate well, it was only through body language

- pearl sees gem as a goddess for her elegant, exquisite and beautiful movements. no real mermaid moves like that, so that's just something so exotic and unreal in pearl's eyes, it makes her stare without blinking every time

- once impulse was in charge of caring for pearl and he saw what happened between two. he got a permission for gem to visit pearl's aquarium, and that was the first time they got to really know each other. it was the happiest day!!!

- gem is the only one who can calm down skizz and make him feel fear. nobody understands how, but sometimes impulse asks her when skizz is getting unbearable

- impulse, gem and pearl are often seen hanging out together. they created a trio called "soup group". the name was created because of pearl's unexplainable love for soups of any kind

• cleo and joe

- cleo is a sea snake

- she has fish hooks and spear parts in her on places where in canon she usually would get stitches

- she is basically a nature miracle, because she is a zombie, literally dead creature, but for some reason she keeps on going

- half of her organs are not working properly or are not working at all

- because of doc and cleo scientists guess that mermaids are far stronger and tougher than people, as they tend tο survive even in the most dangerous and unreal situations

- also doc and cleo are extremely big

- not to mention these two are really fond of each other. their tanks are located far away, but doc sometimes gets to cleo and they have the best time in the whole world

- joe is an ocean geek who once won an excursion behind the scenes of oceanarium and research center. that's where he met cleo, and for some reason she caught his eye

- he was very persistent and got a permission to sometimes meet cleo under supervision. it was said, that it is good for experience in interspecies communication, so scientists didn't mind

- though, he didn't do anything inappropriate. he was basically just finding a friend in a strange zombie mermaid! he showed her his favourite shows, comic books, was teaching cleo how to read, they were drawing and scrapbooking with her. just a couple of ocean besties!

- although joe cooks and brings mostly exotic or strange foods, cleo likes it a lot

- cleo likes to scare people and mermaids, but when she tried to scare joe she saw only pure excitement in his eyes

•honorable mention, mumbo, who is a plumber and engineer. everyone keeps calling him mario. he even got a big m on his head!

also: it is canon that all of the mermaids are kind of buffed

[frozenjokes]

A Little Question About Love (It’s Not Little At All, Though Scar Is A Bit Frustrated It’s Not As Simple As It Is On TV)

“Hey, thanks again for driving me to the zoo all week, G, I really appreciate it. Still can’t believe how stiff my arm is, I mean, yeah, I expected it to hurt for a while, but I’m so sore!”

Grian chuckled in the driver’s seat, but kept his eyes on the road as he turned onto the street where the employee parking lot was located. Given how massive Scar’s zoo was, it took quite a while to navigate the surrounding area, so he needed to maintain some focus. “So sore you can’t bring your other one up to the wheel either? That sounds pretty bad, Scar, maybe I should turn this car back around and take you home. You might even need to go back to the hospital!”

“No! No no, that won’t be necessary. I just can’t drive, Grian, see, the seatbelt pushes real hard on my arm and shoulder and when I lift it like that it’s so much worse! Blame the seatbelt, blame the seatbelt.”

“And your other arm?”

“Have you heard of phantom pain?”

“Pretty sure we already discussed that’s not how phantom pain works, but sure Scar, go on.”

“Agony, Grian, agony. Can’t lift my arms,” Scar caught Grian’s eye, throwing him a wink, “Only in the car though. A very specific problem, nothing any doctor could address without wasting hours of our time.”

“Our time?”

“Well, duh, you’re my driver!” Scar laughed, and Grian joined him, unable to help himself. Scar could never accept an injury as it was and let himself rest when he needed it. Always moving, always working; that was the Scar way. An idle Scar was a miserable one; it didn’t matter what he was doing as long as he was moving, though he always did prefer to have someone to talk to. It’s why he hated to be at home for too long, or worse, the hospital he frequented as a result of his recklessness. Grian had a theory it’s why he hated driving as well. Sure, it wasn’t quite idle, but sitting still and focusing was not Scar’s forte. Of course, Grian didn’t mind.

He was content with the small silence as he pulled into the parking lot, but Scar would never let that stand.

“I’ve been thinking about something you said recently. I'm just curious, I guess.”

Grian tensed, glancing in Scar’s direction. He looked thoughtful, but in an impossibly neutral way, difficult to read. “Scar, that could mean anything, buddy. Gonna need you to be a lot more specific.”

“Oh!” Scar looked surprised, as if he hadn’t just said something deeply terrifying, “Sorry! Just thinking. It was with Mumbo, after he got upset and bit me, y’know. When I wanted to go after him, I mean. You were really worried and it kinda made me think and stuff.”

Grian deflated, his shoulders sinking a little closer to his chest, “Scar, I really don’t want to talk about that. You know it makes me upset.”

“No- it’s not about you getting upset, I know why you were and I really am sorry. That’s another thing that’s been in my mind but not the thing,” Scar began to ramble and Grian let himself fall back against the seat, resigned to the fact that this was happening. He didn’t want to have this conversation again. He just didn’t want Scar to get himself killed; a high order apparently.

Scar continued regardless, “It was more about.. I dunno, I mean, I’d say we’re pretty close. We’re close, right?” Scar didn’t give Grian any time to answer, “And you said that I mean a lot to you, and you mean a lot to me too, but I don’t know what that means to me, and then you said that I’ve got a lot of people who love me, but it kinda sounded like you were saying you loved me, and that’s great, I also have feelings that are like that, but I also also don’t know what that means really, to love someone. And I was just thinking about it. I love you, of course I do, but what does that mean? Does it mean anything? When you told me you loved me, what did that mean to you?”

Grian gaped. What the fuck else could he do. What the fuck was even happening here???

“Scar. Are you. What are you asking here. What are you saying.”

“I love you.”

“Okay.” Grian gripped the wheel so hard he was sure his nails would leave indents. He didn’t even bother trying to park; halfway between the lines of two spots would have to do. “You love me. What does that mean.”

“I don’t know. That’s why I asked you.” Scar was infuriatingly relaxed, like this was just a normal conversation with zero implications at all.

“I can’t tell you how you feel, Scar!”

“Well you said you loved me first, so I was asking you what that meant.”

“I didn’t- I said people love you, Scar, like your friends and family! That people would be very upset if you died doing something dumb- it- it wasn’t meant to be some kind of confession?”

“Oh, I didn’t think so!” Scar threw up his hands in defense, like that was at all obvious.

“Then what did you think?”

“I thought that you loved me.”

“Of course I love you- obviously I love you. What is happening here? Why are you so stuck on this?”

“I just don’t know what it means. I don’t know how to tell the difference and I thought that if you loved me you might be able to tell me. I feel like I love everyone the same, and that’s all sorts of confusing. I mean, maybe besides family love, but that’s more complicated, there’s like- layers.”

Grian had to fight to keep himself from gaping. This was not the conversation he thought he’d be having today. “Well,” he forced his voice back into a more even tone, something a little nicer, “For me, yeah, kinda. There’s a lot that goes into love, layers, like you said. There’s the kinda unconditional respect I have for most everyone, and it builds from there? Friendship of course, elements of physical attraction can further things sometimes. Attraction in general makes a big difference, and not just physical, it’s an emotional thing too. Personality. Mannerisms. It’s a slow thing for me most of the time. That’s not always the case though, some people fall fast. For me it’s like.. a slow infatuation with the wholeness of someone. Not necessarily loving every trait, but kinda respecting it, y’know?”

“Like friends.”

“Like- no, not like friends, like being in love. Romantically.”

“That’s friends though.”

“It’s not- Scar how many of your friends do you feel all those ways about- how many of your friends are you physically attracted to?”

“A few. Close friends, Grian, obviously. And come on, like all of our shared friends are hot, physical attraction can not be the deciding factor here, that does not make any sense.”

Grian shrugged. “We do have many hot friends.”

“I know! I think you’re attractive.”

If Grian had been drinking anything he would have spit it all over the dashboard, “You- Scar!” Scar didn’t seem to notice his words had any effect though, rambling on.

“I mean, seriously, what the hell is supposed to be the difference here! Platonic, romantic, I’m half convinced everyone has just been lying to me. I keep waiting for all these rainbows and sparkles to light up in my brain and go yup! There it is! That’s romance, that’s love, and it’s like- yeah love as in my friends who I love dearly, who I’d happily spend the rest of my life with if I got the chance-“

“-Scar-“

“-Yeah, I mean obviously when I tell you I love you I mean very explicitly every single one of those things you mentioned. Every! One! I don’t hand out ‘I love yous’ for free, I mean it. That’s not the same for everyone though, and that doesn’t bother me or anything, but doesn’t it feel a little confusing sometimes? So that wasn’t what you meant when you said that, right?” Scar looked at him so genuinely, so innocently, like that was the easiest question to answer in the world.

“Uhm. Yeah, I. Love. I love you, Scar.”

“Great!” Scar preened, apparently fully, completely, entirely satisfied with what just happened here, “This is great. Glad we’re on the same page.” And then he gathered his things and just left. Opened the car door, personal items in hand, and walked away with a goddamn smile on his face before Grian could even hope to yell out the window, WE ARE NOT ON THE SAME PAGE.

Instead, he buried his head in his hands, screamed a little, punched the passenger seat, let his face hit the car horn, then drove home, feeling overall very normal about that little conversation.

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[mcyt-rarepair-tournament]

[stiffyck]

Fisherman Grian doesn't think much of it when there's more fish biting his line. Every day is a new day of course. He jokes with Scar and Gem that someone must be putting the fish on themselves, for this luck.

He offhandedly comments on how calm the waters have been recently. His boat barely rocks in the water anymore. He thanks the lake every time for it, to be polite.

Grian doesn't really notice that anything is strange until he tries out another body of water. His usual lake is great, but Gem told him about a smaller body of water down the river that feeds the lake that has a wonderful view. She was right, of course, it was beautiful, but that's when Grian notices how... unfriendly this area feels. The water laps harder at the sand and washes away Scars artworks. There's nary a bite to his fishing rod.

When he finally gives up and heads back to his lake, he feels compelled to apologize for leaving. Gem and Scar laugh at him when water splashes against a nearby rock and sprays his face.

When Scar and Gem are off elsewhere, collecting objects and tending to each other's fins, Grian just talks to the water. Tells it stories about himself and his friends. The water feels even calmer those days, as if it's listening.

When that big storm arrives suddenly and the Merfolk have to swim to the lake bottom to avoid debris,

well,

The water finally has the courage to speak back.

(I'll continue with more involving Scar and gem later :])

OUGHH I LOVE THIS. YES.

[lunar-writes-things]

Song of the Sea

Pairing: Goodtimeswithscar x reader, Grian x Reader, Grian x Goodtimeswithscar

Summary: In which a kidnapping resulted in a relationship crashing in like a wave

Genre: Romance

Extra notes: FLUFF WITH AN EXTRA TRIPLE FLUFF ON THE SIDE

Content warnings (If any): None, just babies being sweeties. 

WC: 3k 

Future monarch of the Oceri, the grand kingdom that is in charge of most of the ocean. 

It was an intimidating title for a humble mer-person such as yourself. Yet Your husband, Crown Prince Scar of Oceri, made it seem like the easiest thing in the world. It wasn't but as you began to learn from the current queen, you began to become accustomed to the way of the kingdom. 

However, when you had a break, you and your husband love to head to the surface of the ocean to relax. With you, a Guard was usually brought for safety reason but the Guard was a good friend of yours.

"Cub!" You pleaded "Please?" 

"I'm sorry Y/n," He said softly "But I'm obligated to keep you down here. There's a pirate ship overhead and I've received information that they may be hunting for mer-people. If I see you two leaving I'm going to lose my job." 

"I'm sure a little bit of sun won't hurt. We'll stay under the water but we just want some sun." Scar spoke up, swimming up from behind "and its only if you see us leave."

"Plus you'll be able to watch over us once we beat you there," You said "Like always."

"If I see even a glimmer of your tails, I'm dragging you two back." Cub sighed and slumped forward while placing a hand over his eyes "You have a minute." 

You and Scar giggled and swam up to just below the surface as you as fast as possibly could, holding hands the entire way. The rays of the sun warmed your skin and you sighed as you began to float in the rays of the sun in the calming presence of the sea. Scar came up from under you and held you tight, humming a random tune and pressing kisses into your cheek. 

Despite all this love you two had for each other, it always felt like their was a missing piece. Like there should be someone else. However, You just brushed it off for always being in public and being mentally drained so you relaxed into your lovers arms and sighed happily. 

That's when cub came up urgently 

"Prince Scar, Y/n," Cub quickly swam up "I do suggest coming down quite a bit. The ship is really close now and I dont wanna risk anything." 

"I think I have to agree on that," You muttered and look at the shadow that was coming closer and closer by the second 

The men nodded and began to swim down, You took one last look at the warm upper water before turning to swim down to catch up with your husband and his best friend. As you almost reached Scar a thick net dropped in front of you and caught you and some other surface fish and it tugged you up 

"Y/N!" Scar cried and swam up to grab you but missed your hand by an inch as you were pulled out of the waters and into the boat where the air burned your lungs as you cursed to Poseidon for getting you into this mess. 

While you could turn into a human more suited for the air, that would leave you completely indecent and you had more sense of reason than your husband but it may- 

your thought process stopped when you were unceremoniously dumped on the ship deck and gasps caught your attention 

"We- WE CAUGHT ONE!" The crew cheered 

"Now put a gag on it before it starts singing!" One crew member said "And put it in water! We don't need it drying out!" 

The leader exclaimed and there was a flurry of movement that made you dizzy but soon you were gagged and were dumped in a way too small tank filled with sea water. 

"Hello Little siren," A man walked up to the tank "Welcome to the Architechs. A pirate ship that builds and designs better than the kingdom." 

You didn't answer. Something about him seemed... familiar. No matter what there was something else tugging at you about him. He was... pretty. 

Yep 

thats it 

The captain of the ship was undeniably gorgeous. Nearly on par to your husband. 

but there was something more than the simple physical attraction, you just had no idea what it was

"I'm the Captain of this here ship, My name is Grian. This here is my first mate, Mumbo and our Quartermater Iskall." The man, Grian introduced 

Why did everything about him seem so familiar?

However, Down in the sea with Cub and Scar... 

"I'm going to get them!" Scar said and swam up to the surface and grabbed onto the ship that was starting to speed up “Make sure My father knows we’re safe! I'll deal with the humans! After all, they can't be all be that bad.” 

Unfortunately, Scar was unaware they could be that bad. 

For now, he began climbing up the ship and once his tail was fully out of water, he made sure to switch into the human form only royal family members had. 

He climbed up the ship and eventually made it over and onto the lower deck where no one was. He looked around, gaining his surrounding when he saw his partner tied and gagged in a small tank full of water. 

However as he got closer he noticed the crew of the ship and that you were staring at someone with eyes that held curiosity, wonder and... something else

but when Scar took one step closer, he understood. 

His attention was immediately drawn off you and to the man in front of you. A dirty blond with black eyes as dark as obsidian and most likely, the captain of the ship. Something about him made Scar want to grab him and You and drag you back down to  the bottom of the ocean. A need to protect, to love, to claim. 

Soon he caught your eyes. Scar saw you light up at the sight of him and you called to him in your native tounge. 

'Scar!' You chirped 'Isn't he pretty!' 

Scar nodded with a smile. Even after being kidnapped you were focused on something else.

Unfortunately, your call to him revealed his location and he had to move from out of the shadows. 

 When Scar did, most of the pirates covered their eyes at his indecency and Grian screeched something akin to 'put your clothes on!" while throwing his cape to the merman. 

Grian had recognized this idiot of a man. 

This was the crown prince of Oceri, Prince Scar. 

But why was-

Grian felt his eyes widen and he turned to see the 'siren' his men had captured pressed up against the glass tryng to be as close to prince scar as possible.

but if Grian recognized scar them...

"Greeting to His highness, the crown Prince of the Sahara Kingdom. It is a pleasure to see you again Prince Grian." Scar said and Gave Grian a deep bow 

Hearing the old title made Grian cringe but he held his face neutral as his crew gaped in shock. Then they began to shout and thats when Grian had enough. 

"GET BACK TO WORK! Mumbo! Iskall! Bring our prisoner and the crown prince inside my office! And will someone please stop the ship!” Grian shouted and quickly turned to head back inside his office 

Soon the four were in his office and the prisioner was wrapped in a red blanket and on two legs. 

that means... 

"You're Prince Scar's partner," Grian groaned and ran a hand down his face 

"I am indeed," You say and give the prince in front of you a sweeping bow "I hold no ill will against you for this." 

"I thank you for that," Grian said and slumped into the seat behind his desk, with Mumbo standing behind him on his right and Iskall on his left "But I cannot let you leave knowing that the crown prince of Sahara has run away to lead a gang of pirates. So, what will you like?" 

You looked to your husband and he gave you a subtle nod. 

"That is actually something me and my husband would like to talk about." You said "You see, Mer-people have this weird thing about knowing who is fated to us when first meeting. Think of it as a soulmate bond."

"And what does this have to do with me?" Grian asked while Mumbo and Iskall gave an exasperated look behind him 

"Well, When I boarded the ship there was a tug. At first it was a simple attraction to your looks but then my husband boarded... That simple attraction became ten times stronger and that is when I realized We... are bonded. And I suspect that this was the work of my husband and his tiny child brain."

"Admittedly, Yes," Scar gave a grin and a nervous chuckle "See when we had first met as children Grian, I had imprinted on you accidentally. Then I met Y/n, I imprinted on them accidentally as well. I had no idea I would marry them and I had totally forgot about imprinting on you until just a few minutes ago." 

"So?" Grian asked and raised an eyebrow "Its not like I will marry you two right away." 

"oh goodness no!" You spoke up "Thats not what means. See because he had imprinted on both of us, My attraction to you int as strong but it is definitely still there. What we would like to do, if okay with you, is possibly... ah- how do humans say it... enter the talking stage and possibly date? Truthfully, if you are uncomfortable then we can drop this and we leave with no troubles."

Grian seemed to mull over it and as he did small mutters escaped his lips "They would hush up... connect the kingdoms even further..." 

He then looked to Iskall and Mumbo who both shrugged before  looking back to the group. 

"No conditions?" Grian asked 

"Two," Scar spoke up "One, No more Hunting for merpeople or sirens and Two, We would like if you stayed in a nearby fishing town. My partner and I can't go far from the kingdom or it will cause a panic." 

"We could use a break," Mumbo spoke up softly "We've been at sea for years now without really ever stopping." 

"But we-" Grian started 

"I agree with Mumbo here," Iskall said ad watched as Grian slumped back in his seat "We could all use a break at sea. I havent felt real concrete for three years." 

"Fine," Grian waved them off and Iskall and Mumbo both silently cheered behind Grian "You may court me and we will see how this ends. Where is this fishing town?" 

You and Scar grinned widely and grabbed each others hands with joy

The next year and a half had your heart felt full. 

The missing piece now found. 

Grian was hesitant at first with the entire arrangement, That was understandable. You and Scar danced around him for months until he was comfortable enough to initiate hand holding and kisses. Grian fit perfectly between you and Scar, a perfect match for Scar's chaotic energy and your calm demeanor. 

Now you were watching Scar and Grian bicker of what to make for movie night date Scar and you had planned on a hidden end of the each near the fishing town, sat on the shore letting the water splash at your legs as you smiled at your boys stupidity.  

"We should make a filling meal!" Scar said 

"Or we can get a bunch of snacks and fill up on those?" Grian asked a sly smile on his face 

oh no-

That's when Grian pulled out his signature pout. Scar could never resist the look and neither could you. He must have learned that as a princeling.

With a defeated groan, Scar trudged over to the blanket and dropped down and rested his head on your lap. 

"That's what you get for trying to fight with our pretty bird." You snicker and jolt when Scar lightly swats at your leg in mock anger 

"Oh shush," Scar said but you felt his grin spread across your leg but his voice lowered as he started again "Are we-?" 

"Yes, I would like to," You whispered back and leaned down to press kisses onto his scalp "But if he doesn't want to then I'm willing to wait. Anything for the two of you." 

"What doing?" Grian asked as he sat down with the snack in his hands and spreading them amongst the three of you. There were normal human snacks but also the of the mer people snacks that you had introduced to him a while ago

"Talking," You answer quickly

You were slightly flustered that he caught you two talking about your plans, the entire reason for this date. 

After a little over a year, Grian had warmed up to the two of you exponentially. You had learned that within the first few months of courting Grian had fallen for the two of you, especially as he had gotten to know you and scar. 

Truthfully? You definitely felt the same if not more. 

 So last month, you had bought a ring and showed it to scar. 

You could never describe the way he lit up when he saw it. He told you he had the same idea and was going to talk about it with you that night when Grian was fast asleep. 

So You planned this.

and this was going very according to plan. 

"About?" Grian asked and sat down between you two, nuzzling into your side with closed eyes and a sweet smile that took your breath away 

You looked to your husband who gave you a singular nod and a thousand uninvited butterflies filled your stomach. Why were you so nervous now? Was it the idea of him rejecting the two of you? 

Despite your frantic thoughts you blurted out "You." 

That made Grian pay attention. His eyes snapped open and widened as his mouth gaped before he jolted upright and asked "Did I do something wrong?" 

His voice was soft and there was a thickness to it that indicted tears from the man. 

"Huh? Oh! Nononono!" You waved your hands frantically as your eyes widened in panic "Of course not our songbird!"

Grian let out a sigh of relief and slumped back into you, Meanwhile behind him, Scar moved to one knee and opened the small box with a pearl ring you had gotten from the town Jeweler 

"Sorry to scare you Songbird," Scar rumbled "But we have a very important question to ask." 

This piqued Grian's interest and he turned around before a sharp gasp came from him 

"We don't wanna scar you off," You started softly and moved up behind him, gently turning his hed so he can catch a glimpse of you from the corner of his eye "and Whatever you say, we will respect your opinion. No matter what we will love and-" 

"Y/n, Yes, I understand," Grian cut you off and then you noticed his eyes, filled with tears and adoration "Please ask the question?" 

"Grian H. Dreamslayer, Will you marry us?" You and Scar asked at the same only to be dragged to tackle Scar

"Yes!" He grinned and pressed small kisses to your and Scar's face "I was gonna ask next week but I'm kind of glad you two beat me to it. I didn't want to feel like I'm rushing you two." 

"Oh," You coo and caress his face "Songbird, We're practically soulmates. You could never rush us." 

You pressed a sweet kiss to your fiances lips before turning to kiss your husband who kissed you back. 

"Now, why don't we enjoy this movie and celebrate more at our home," Scar whispered and pressed a Kiss to Grian's lips 

"Yeah," Grian said and curled up between the two of you with a content smile

That night held many kisses, snuggles and some light showing off on Grian's part but it made you happy. 

So very happy. 

[grimaussieart]

I may or may not have made Mumbo a vampire squid for the vampire!Mumbo headcanon...

[cosmiccaution]

I’m only mildly obsessed with this mermaid Mumbo fic so yeah

P.s go read it: With Best Intentions, Yours Truly

@frozenjokes

[frootyloopy]

Introducing Dredge AU!!

Made with @lint-and-sin !! This first part is grumbo's first ever meeting!!

Trigger warnings: zero

ao3 link

Stupid. Stupid. He knows better than to get caught, let alone in his own damn waters. He's been living in The Marrows with his sister for nearly 30 years and hasn't aged a day. Well. For the most part. They certainly aren't completely human anymore, not since Grian thoughtless played Pearl that beautiful music box. Every time they tried to listen to it, all they could hear was screaming, instead of a melody that spoke to their very souls. Clearly, it spoke too well, since all he can do now is sing to his prey and watch them crash and burn against the rocks. They never seem to see them coming until they've already crashed and started to burn, and this damn vessel should've been like all the others, like all those stupid stupid people coming here expecting something. Grian thinks those damn artifacts should be locked up in a safe and never seen again, when all they do is this to people who come in contact with them. They corrupt them until absolutely nothing human is left. Lizzie knows the most, but she doesn't speak much these days. She's been here the second longest as well, cursed as they are, they're the only other people who know what it's like. She helped them learn how to hunt, how to use their pain to survive through it all. He hates how much his mind wanders in times of distress; his dissociation has never been a helpful thing despite what Pearl says about it being a "normal" response. Normal means nothing to him and his little sister anymore. Not after what’s happened to them and left them unable to call anything but the sea their home.  

Grian’s brought out of his mindless circling from a too close loud gasp and a horribly bright flashlight being shined directly at his face. He hisses at the threat, fins flaring in response to try and appear bigger and more threatening than he actually happens to be, his lips peeling back and revealing row after row of all his pointed sharp teeth. Instead of threatening his hunter into cutting him loose from the net, he’s dragged net and all onto the deck. He flails uselessly, talons not quite catching on the net to cut it more than a minimal amount of the connections. His work is cut out for him when he hears a soft shushing and watches a disemboweling knife be dragged through the net to shred it to useless halves.  

"Are you hurt?" He's far from home, Grian thinks as he’s spoken to with a thick british accent. He sounds too posh to be from anywhere nearby and looking at his "savior" leads him to the final assessment of coming from money. He reeks of it.  

"Thank. You." He cuts out in the best English he can manage, he and Pearl don't speak much of the language after this long alone. They've always spoken in their own little language anyways. He starts to claw his way towards the edge of the ship, looking back at his savior and smiling - semi-normally - at his pure dismay of what he's done to the wood in those brief drags. With that, he throws himself overboard and heads home as quickly as possible. Pearl will freak out that he's spoken to an engineer of all things. 

[raileurta]

Since Grian is now an old ocean obsessed fisherman who's the wife he lost tragically to the sea?

[em-mermaid]

Hot Damn, What a Cuteguy

“Mumby? Can you help me with the zipper?”

“Erm yes, I’m coming” he responds, before placing a kiss on Scar’s temple and standing up. He looks down in time to see Scar’s smile grow into something too innocent, too knowing. Squinting his eyes suspiciously, he drops his voice to a whisper. “What did you do, you silly man?”

or: Mumbo gets to be very gay about his partner in a superhero outfit

(read on AO3)

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It is a calm afternoon in their shared home. Mumbo is lounging on the couch, feet propped up on the nearby table as he glances down at Grian. His head rests on Mumbo’s legs, eyes shining behind round glasses as he excitedly talks about plans for a new project. To Mumbo, Grian’s voice always sounds like music. Today was no exception.

Grian’s melodic monologue fills the air and is conducted, as always, by his strong and gentle hands moving in time to his words. Mumbo basks in the tenor tones floating over him, as he looks out the window across Scarland and lets his mind wander.

This truly was the perfect spot for them to build a home. A cozy place nestled comfortably in one of the castle towers for the three of them to relax and just be together. A home that was theirs.

Mumbo looks down when Grian laughs. Their eyes meet and Mumbo smiles, moving to gently brush his hand through Grian’s hair. Everyday he is thankful that the beautiful man in his lap agreed to be theirs.

He is pulled back to the present as the tone of Grian’s voice shifts to something quiet and teasing. “Mumbo Jumbolio, are you even listening to me?”

“Erm… uh, not really?” He stammers weakly, face heating up in embarrassment.

Grian smiles up at him, hand moving to softly caress Mumbo’s cheek. “What’s on your mind?”

He leans into Grian’s hand, cherishing the gentle touch. “I was just thinking about how lucky I am that you’re mine.”

“Oh, you sap.” Grian laughs, leaning up and using the hand on Mumbo’s cheek to guide him down into a sweet kiss. As they part, Mumbo hears the front door open in the other room.

“Oh Grian!” Scar sings as he comes in. “Where are you my sweet songbird?”

Mumbo watches as Grian rolls his eyes fondly, before calling back. “We’re in here, Scar!” He returns to resting on his head on Mumbo’s lap as they listen to their partner take off his shoes in the chair by the door.

After a minute, there is a quiet grunt followed by the soft click of a cane coming down the hall.

Scar beams when he enters the room. His long hair is pulled back into a pair of loose braids that rest behind his shoulders and the sleeves of his navy blue work shirt are rolled up to his elbows. A bright pink shulker rests under the arm not holding his cane.

He smiles at Mumbo before focusing his gaze on Grian. “You know you are the cutest man in the world, right?” Scar asks, tucking his cane under his arm and holding out the shulker.

Grian’s face lights up in excitement as he quickly sits up. “Is it what I think it is?”

“Go try it on my beloved songbird.”

Grian beams, jumping up off the couch to wrap his arms around Scars neck and giving him a quick kiss. “Thank you, thank you!” They watch as he grabs the box and takes off down the hall towards the bathroom.

Mumbo looks up at Scar, amused, as they hear the door close. “What was that all about?”

“Oh, it’s something he’s been wanting for a while,” Scar says with a grin.

Mumbo chuckles at the statement as he watches Scar walk around the table to rest his cane against the arm of the couch before plopping down next to him, immediately melting into his side. “That doesn’t tell me anything, love.”

Scar tilts his head up to look at Mumbo with a smile. “The surprise will be worth it, my dear. I think it is something you’ll enjoy as much as me and Grian.”

“I still don’t know what that means, but I’ll take your word for it.”

Mumbo leans in to rest his cheek on Scar’s hair, loosely lacing their fingers together and using his thumb to slowly trace small circles into his tanned skin. They fall into a comfortable silence, basking in the warm embrace before they hear Grian call out to them from the bathroom.

“Mumby? Can you help me with the zipper?”

“Erm yes, I’m coming” he responds, before placing a kiss on Scar’s temple and standing up. He looks down in time to see Scar’s smile grow into something too innocent, too knowing. Squinting his eyes suspiciously, he drops his voice to a whisper. “What did you do, you silly man?”

“Oh nothing, nothing.” He whispers back with a wave of a hand and a wink. “Just try not to enjoy it too much, I want to see the outfit too.”

Mumbo feels his face heat up. “What does that even mean?”

Scar only smiles and gestures towards the bathroom.

Baffled, Mumbo stands from the couch and walks down the hall. He takes a breath before lightly knocking on the bathroom door.

“Yes Mumbo you can come in,” Grian responds fondly.

He opens the door, briefly catching a glimpse of a smirk reflected in the mirror in front of him before—

Pink.

Pink from head to toe.

Grian wearing a bright pink, skin tight, long-sleeved leotard.

He is distantly aware of his jaw dropping open as his eyes trail up and down Grian’s body to take in the sight before him.

The leotard is beautifully made and leaves all of Grian’s perfectly toned muscles on full display. It hugs softly along the length of his arms, emphasizes the slight curve of his waist, and stretches gently around his strong thighs before wrapping comfortably around his ankles.

But the thing Mumbo’s eyes are drawn to more than anything else is the open zipper along the full length of Grian’s spine and the smooth pale skin visible beyond it. Goodness he wants to touch. To feel the soft material under his hands and the shift of strong muscles underneath. His fingers twitch with indecision, before he settles for fidgeting with the cuffs of his sleeves.

“Enjoying the view?” Grian asks, playfully shaking his hips. Mumbo attempts to stammer his way through any sort of response, deliberately ignoring the reflection of his own very red face.

Grian laughs lightly and reaches back towards Mumbo with one of his hands. “Come here, love.”

Cautiously, Mumbo steps forward taking his hand, allowing his own to be placed on the small of Grian’s back. The material is soft and shifts slightly as he runs his hand down towards the bottom of the zipper.

His hands shake as he hesitantly takes the zip, carefully avoiding touching the top of Grian’s underwear right behind it. Slowly, he zips upward, the sound almost as loud as his beating heart. His other hand trails behind, following the path upward holding down the fabric until they meet at the top. Task complete.

He doesn’t want to let go.

They make eye contact through the mirror when Mumbo finally finds his words. They slip through his lips, the sound no louder than a whispered breath. “You look incredible.”

There is an intensity to Grian’s gaze as Mumbo rests his hands on the pink fabric of his shoulders. Before he can think too much into the expression, Grian is turning to grab his collar, pulling him down into a deep kiss.

Mumbo makes a small noise of surprise before melting into him. The soft lips pressed firmly against his own are warm and familiar and yet he knows this is something that will never get old. His hands, dislodged during the sudden movement, find new purchase on Grian’s shoulder blades before trailing down the soft fabric on his back. Grian’s hands move up, tangling into his hair and pulling him even closer.

It’s over too soon. They break apart, breathing heavily into the small space between them. Grian smiles up at him. “Thanks for the help, Mumby.”

“Anytime,” he rasps between unsteady breaths.

“Ok, I have to put the rest of this outfit on now,” Grian says, nudging him to turn around before pushing him out the door. “The rest is still a surprise.”

He blinks as the door closes behind him. “Oh, right.”

His feet carry him back towards the living room on auto pilot as questions begin to bounce around in his mind.

Grian had called him into the room to help him with the zipper, but why not Scar, who had given him the box? Was it because Scar already knew what it was? But then Grian had kicked him out after he zipped up the outfit anyway, so it wasn’t just for that. And, oh gosh, of course it is only now that he remembers Grian is fairly flexible and can usually zip up his own outfits. Was the whole plan just to fluster him? Grian had been smirking, so that was probably his intention. Well, that was normal for Grian, he supposed. And, then, perhaps the most confusing question of all—

Scar barks out a laugh, startling him out of his thoughts. “Well don’t you look dashing!”

“Huh?” His eyes move to focus on Scar instead of the wall in front of him.

Scar’s face lights up with a grin and Mumbo watches as his eyes scan him up and down before landing on his ruffled hair. “I see you enjoyed yourself in there, hmm?”

Mumbo furrows his eyebrows, not fully processing Scars words as he tries to piece everything together. When he speaks, his words come out quiet and slightly strangled. “Scar, why is Grian in pink?”

“It’s his Cuteguy uniform!” Scar exclaims, opening his arms towards Mumbo and beckoning for him to come closer. “I made it for him so he can fight crime as Hotguy’s second in command.”

“Hotguy?” Mumbo steps forward and sinks onto the couch next to him, slouching to rest his head on Scar’s shoulder as he accepts the embrace. “Oh, is that the hero thing you were telling me about?”

He feels Scar nod and gently move to brush a hand through his disheveled hair.

They hear the bathroom door open. Scar perks up, looking enthusiastically towards the hall. When Grian comes into view, Mumbo forgets how to breathe.

Grian is still wearing the pink leotard. Only now does Mumbo notice the simple blue and orange Hotguy symbol embroidered onto Grian’s chest. The stitches are a bit uneven and wobbly, but it is clear the amount of care went into making sure each one would lay flat along the fabric.

Along with the leotard, he sports a pair of black high top sneakers painted with thin blue and orange stripes along each of the sides. His lips are pinker than usual, a combination of their earlier kiss and some newly applied lip gloss.

Grian grins at them and strikes a pose. “Well, how do I look?”

“Even more stunning than I imagined, my dear.” Scar replies easily, softly dislodging Mumbo from his shoulder as he leans forward on the couch. “Come here? I want to make sure everything fits perfectly.”

Grian shifts the coffee table out of the way so he can stand in front of Scar. Their knees touch as Scar reaches out to lightly hold Grian’s wrists as he checks the length of the sleeves. Mumbo assumes whatever he’s checking is to his liking when Scar hums in satisfaction.

Scar’s fingers trail up to Grian’s chest, almost reverent when he brushes them across the Hotguy logo.

��Turn so I can check out your back?”

Mumbo coughs in surprise at the same time Grian exclaims, “Scar! Wording!”

“What?” Scar looks up with feigned innocence, “I want to make sure it fits!”

Rolling his eyes in fond exasperation, Grian turns so Scar can see the back of the outfit. Mumbo watches as Scar traces along the collar and then down the seam of the zipper. When he reaches the bottom of the zipper he smirks and squeezes Grian’s butt, startling a yelp from him.

“Scar!” Grian scolds as he turns to face his two partners who are now howling with laughter. “Do you really want to start this?”

“Start what?” He asks through the giggles.

With a smirk, Grian pushes Scar back on the couch and climbs forward to straddle his lap, giving Mumbo a wink as he does.

Scar looks him up and down. “Oh-ho-ho is that what you meant, pretty bird? I can’t say I’m disappointed.”

“Oh shush, you” he replies before wrapping his arms around Scar’s shoulders and kissing him deeply. It’s a sight Mumbo knows he will always love.

When they part, Grian stays close to place a small kiss on Scar’s cheek. “I love it, thank you.”

Scar beams triumphantly. “Anything for you, my beautiful songbird.”

With that, Grian smiles and flops sideways into Mumbo’s lap, shimmying his way into the small gap between them and tucking his face into Scar’s neck. “Then cuddle me.”

Mumbo chuckles and angles himself to wrap one arm loosely around Grian’s waist and the soft fabric of his costume. He uses the other arm, which is still laying along Scar’s shoulders to give him a small squeeze as Scar leans into them from Grian’s other side.

Mumbo closes his eyes as the three of them settle. Scar begins to talk about his ideas for Cuteguy’s first velocitae lessons as Grian shakes with laughter. As Mumbo drifts off to their playful banter he thinks, maybe it could be worth it to learn more about this superhero thing.

[cadcreates]

Day 11 - Killer Whale Mumbo

Traditional style! I'm actually surprised how well that went, guess the challenge is paying off already

[occasionally-victor]

[KINDA OLD] [UNFINISHED] [NOT FINISHING IT]

i stopped doing this thing back in may because i had exams and then i was so tired i didn't draw at all and now i kinda just don't feel like finishing so yeah👍 i still like designs tho, look at my mer!mumbo, he's a bit moray eel inspired, but not that much, i was mostly just fucking around there

A bit of context for this comic:

So, Grian is a part of a small pirate crew (it consists of: Xisuma (somewhat of a capitain of a ship, haven't thought of what he is as in like species tho), Ren (dog hybrid, often mistaken for some sort of werewolf, but can't actually shapeshift), Stress (some sort of, you won't believe it, monster; the one who actually can shapeshift to be even more yknow; thinking she's probably last one from wherever she is), Impulse (demon like always), Scar (human, but really good at magic; was a diplomat for some kingdom, but got bored) and, well, Grian (also human)). Mermaids are not unknown, but most of people live usually their lives without seeing one ever (Grian is kinda one of those people, until recently).

Mumbo and Grian relationship at that moment was pretty much them constantly encountering eachother (not really accidentally because Mumbo was following the ship for while) (and by encountering i mean "one sees the other while the other one doesn't notice, until the other does notice").

[vivianquill]

Could you talk more about Emberfish AU Grian? You mentioned Joel might know him, and that he is siblings with Jimmy and Pearl.

Also, does Jimmy get a reunion with Siblings through Joel, or does just Joel coincidentally know both of them and hasn't put 2+2 together yet?

-b (not Kimi Anon)

Oh hi! Of course i can talk more about Emberfish!Grian.

What I currently have for him rn is that he grew up in a family pod with Pearl and Jimmy, but he is a few years older than Jimmy.

Pearl is the oldest, and only a half-sibling. Different dad, same mother. Pearl's dad got got by a predator when Pearl was smol and her mom moved on. Pearl was never treated as different from her siblings, so to them it didn't matter.

When Grian got old enough, he and Pearl left to move on like one does, and they left Jimmy behind, cause he was still sorta small. Jimmy was small as a child, not so much now after he's an adult (the boi is vv lonk), but it took a bit for him to hit that growth spurt so he was a little bit behind other mer kids his age. And it wasn't long after Grian and Pearl left that Jimmy got yoinked. Grian and Pearl found out more than a year later, when they went to visit their old family pod and see if Jimmy was big enough and wanted to come with them. It was sad, but they don't know what really happened, they just think Jimmy got murdered by a shark or smthn.

Grian and Pearl joined small pod of teen mers, like most mer do at that age, and I'm pretty sure this is where they met Joel. Joel left that pod before he got injured and met Lizzie, and subsequently, Jimmy.

Joel has no idea that Grian and Jimmy and Pearl are siblings. It hasn't even occurred to him that that might be the case. Mer are diverse enough in fin pattern and shape and color that its honestly uncommon for siblings to have a lot of similar mer traits-- they tend to adapt to their environment while growing up and often get most of those unique traits during puberty. So sometimes mer that are completely unrelated end up with very similar tails or colorings, and sometimes mer that are twins end up looking nothing alike. The human features tend to look similar, but Pearl took after her dad, Grian took after his dad, and Jimmy looks a lot like their mom.

He hadn't talked to Grian or Pearl for a while before he met Jimmy, and while it is a little odd that he's met three different mer with similar fin patterns, they look different enough at first glance to not scream 'SIBLINGS'. Plus Joel has met so many mer over the years that he's seen other mer with similar fins and colors to the 'skybling trio' that it sorta isn't a thing he's think about.

Teen mer pods aren't very stable, they tend to be smaller and they fluctuate a lot as different mer leave and settle down in a friend or family pod as adults or run across others and join up for a season or two.

In the current day, Grian is a mer who likes to hang out near the shore because he likes human things. Shinies. He's part of a small pod of friends consisting of Pearl, Scar, Cub, and maybe a few others.

Grian also has a human friend he likes to harass. A mechanical engineering student named Mumbo :]

(Aka Grian saved Mumbo after the spoon got stuck out in the ocean while testing a contraption. His boat was a glorified raft, and Mumbo forgot to charge his phone, so it died. And then Mumbo did what any guy would do and made friends with Grian.)

His pod doesn't really approve of Grian having a human friend, but Cub is just as fascinated with humans, Pearl thinks Mumbo is friend-shaped and harmless, and Scar likes messing with Mumbo just as much as Grian does. And they're safe enough about not being seen by anyone else and Mumbo is smart enough to not say anything.

So it was basically the 'I'll allow it because he looks very polite' meme.