#selkie!wally

[junespriince]

Selkie au

Iris, to a young Wally: my sweet little boy, your pelt is extremely important to you, if you are to give it to a human make sure it's your true love, or you'll never get your pelt back.

Years later

Wally, peaking from the waves only met Dick for 2 seconds: have my pelt!

Dick, shocked: we only just met though...

Wally, smiles: don't care, I like you a lot and I wanna be with you a lot so, pelt, take, now!

Dick, takes pelt: okay... Mom was wrong about you guys being skittish.

[aerkame]

In the finfolk au, what if y/n knew not to give Wally their real name (or at least was weary of him and didn’t trust him enough to tell) and tried to give a nickname instead? Would he know instantly they were lying? And how would he try to get them to say their real name? Also, how would he and everyone else react if y/n upon transforming into a mermaid was terrified and tried to escape?

If Wally doesn't take notice of something Home is there to help... Side note: Normal puppets are just the equivalent of humans in this AU to prevent confusion.

EDIT: ACK, just remembered the last part of the ask. I shall make a part 2 to this ask then. Hopefully the anon will be able to see it when it gets posted!

You were always warned about the finfolk. Luckily you weren't exactly a normal puppet so you doubt that any of the residents here would try to trap you on the island with them. But that small bit of paranoia kept you on your toes...well crutches. Your leg was still healing and as far as you could tell you'd be staying at 'Home' until the injury healed.

"My name is..." You thought of something quick, giving Wally a fake name. You don't know what exactly will happen if you give him your true name, but you've heard plenty of times now to never ever give it out to the fae, demons, angels, or the finfolk.

The tall puppet clicked his felt tongue before placing his hands behind his back. "What a lovely name."

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Wally is well aware that you have been lying to him, but who is he to try and pry information out of you? He shook his head at the thought. While the finman really wanted to just force the name out of you, it would be better to get you comfortable here first, and then they could begin their goal on making you a permanent resident. Just like they did with Frank.

Speaking of which...he turned around to look at the puppet in question, humming in delight upon seeing you two get along, sipping tea and sharing stories.

Frank was the perfect tool to get you to open up really. He had no issues with the island, he understood selkies and their current dwindling numbers, he was level-headed, and most importantly, he was a normal puppet before. He could relate to you in a sense. The grey puppet even helped you lean towards staying or at least consider the possibility of staying here, having brought up the issue that poachers and criminals alike will do nothing but continue stealing selkie coats for profit.

"Quite frankly, you might be better off staying here. You and I both know there is not much out there for selkies and it's only going to get worse with the constant poaching and coat thieves, your kind are on the brink of extinction for stars sake."

Frank sighed after his mini-rant, having worked himself up. The topic of poaching and hunting exotic or near-extinct species was an upsetting topic and it was easy to tell. You didn't speak much for a while after that, continuing to listen to Frank while sipping at the hot beverage. "Hey...Frank, if I did decide to stay would the others even be alright with that?" Your voice cracked a bit. You don't know why, but it felt like eyes were pinning you to the plush seat, demanding that you stay put.

His eyebrows quirked and he gave you a questioning look. "I have no doubt that the neighbors wouldn't mind you staying." He crossed his arms looking more stern now. "If anything I'd say that you would be safer here with us."

You gave Frank a small smile. The eyes followed you.

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"So, neighbor. I heard that you've been getting quite comfortable yes?" Wally swished his wine in small circles before taking a sip, not once taking his eyes off you.

"oh, uhm, yes! It's very nice here, there are so many smaller islands and lots of places to explore. And the colorsss..." Your words slurred slightly "so many colors evenn in the plantss. I've never seen any place like thiss! I mean even the insects and fish are unique here, Frankyy showed me his whole collection which he says isn't done ye-" Your face was beet red and the finman could tell he had you drunk enough once you couldn't stop talking yourself into a mess.

Carefully leaning over, Wally placed a hand on yours as he rubbed circles into your palm. Time to butter you up.

"You know, you could always stay with us here, forever. You'll never not be bored, you'll have friends, and you'd be safe." He inhaled, the small but hidden slits behind his cheeks opening, smelling the scent that lingered on your form remembering it was the perfume he gave you. He sighed, content.

Wally looked down at your small body. You had stopped rambling and now you were avoiding eye contact, preferring to look down into your lap or looking off to the side.

"Ah...you know, I could never get your name out of my mind. It's just so wonderful...If you did stay I could call you by it all I want." He leaned in closer, softly grabbing hold of your chin to lift it up, making sure he could see your eyes.

A thumb brushed over your mouth "I just wished there was more I could do to help you..." He breathed out your false name and watched you struggle internally...good.

"Uhm, actually, Wally, there's something I've been meaning to tell you."

"Oh? I'm all ears." His plan was going along flawlessly.

Wally softly let go of your face, but remained close, fixing you in a position of feeling pinned. "I-I lied. About my name. I lied aboutt a lot of things." Some of your letters still slurred but it was obvious you were trying your hardest to think clearly.

"That's alright dear, I knew the whole time, but I figured you had a reason." Wally was grinning ear to ear.

"My real name is..." Your named slipped your mouth.

Yellow hands flew up to cup your cheeks. Wally held a mixed face that was of bliss and excitement. "Oh my darling I am so sorry I've called you by another name this entire time! Please allow me to make up for it with another dinner? Same time tomorrow."

Your head felt fuzzy as you nodded along to whatever he said. "It's- alriight." You felt numbed. Wait...

A part of you panicked for a second, having snapped into the the realm of reality, but you calmed down shortly after. You trusted him. Wally would never harm you or trap you right? He and the others have been all too kind and welcoming and if they really wanted to trap you they'd have figured out a way by now. Your thoughts were so rapid, everything is fast, too fast.

Wally was so caught up in his own thoughts he didn't pay attention to your swaying body until he heard a loud 'thud' and looked down at your sleeping form.

Oh dear, maybe that beverage was too strong for you to handle.

TL;DR

Don't get drunk around Wally. He's a finman and won't get drunk as easily... and he'll probably take advantage of that to get info out of you. Or he'll just make you a blushing mess.

[crow-aeris]

Chapter 7: Verdelite Blood is Up!

I might’ve already gotten bingo, but i still have one more chapter left :3

i’ll prolly post it the last day of may

[violetomnivore]

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[ghost-bxrd]

I stumbled upon your Selkie!Jason au and when looking for more on it, I stumbled upon your Talon!Dick au And from what I've read, I got curious. If everyone has their own unique call, what do they sound like? I know in one post I read Wally was the first Titan to get their own call, and I like to imagine and hear what I read. You don't have to answer though.

There’s no real life bird call that comes close to the calls, only approximations. While Dick’s throat has an easier time making bird sounds he’s never been exposed to many species beyond the owls of the Court, so mostly he just… makes them up, adopts the chirrups from older talons, modifies them, and so on.

So I definitely recommend googling some owl (and owlet) calls on YouTube. The sounds Dick makes for Jason are very soft and pitched (a bit like those of a burrowing owl), and Jason in return makes little baby cheeps.

The calls for friends would vary largely depending on their “status” in Dick’s eyes, but they’re all more akin to the hoots of a bigger owl (like the great horned owl).

Sorry it’s pretty hard to describe >.< but yeah, I definitely recommend googling what sounds owls make and imagine a mix of them depending on mood, purpose etc. 💚🦉

[glazedtrash721]

So uhhh... we got some more of @aerkame 's Finfolk AU, but this time in video format!!

Ft. A silly scenario with Finfolk Wally and my self-insert Selkie Willow!

I hope all of this stuff for your AU doesn't get annoying aerkame! I just love this AU and drawing stuff for this AU so so much! I'm super stoked to see what all you do with these silly fish people next!! (Especially the fanfic! I'm so excited to read it!!)

Individual drawings from the video are under the cut! :D

Here are all of the drawings!!

[rainbow-neko-artblog]

I love Wally's pirate design! The inspiration you and the speedpaint vid with that pirate/siren boy gave me inspiration! Can I make a character reference for you to see?

On that note: NO, whatever I show you I don't expect you to make it Canon to your AU. Just wanna get that out of the way before you try to ask lol

OF COURSE! I would never stiffle someones creativity or inspiration, do whatever you want! But i should warn you that I already have a lot more OFFICIALLY planned for this AU then what i've shown-

Before I decided that Wally was going to be a Siren I had to list all the other creatures to make sure nothing else fit him better- so all the canon neighbors already got a creature and crew role assigned and the designs are in my head i just haven't put them to paper. I can share the plans below though

Captain Darling -> Siren Quartermaster BB -> Lochness Monster Provisioner Julie Joystar -> Mermaid Lookout Sally Joystar -> Selkie Gunner Dear -> Water Elemental / Water Golem Pilot Frankly -> Sea Fairy Chef Howdy -> Kraken/Giant Squid Doc Pop -> Hydra S.S. Home -> Seafaring Ghost Cabin Boy Y/N -> Human (Wall calls them Cabin Boy or CB instead of 'neighbor' to avoid using any specific name story wise.)

I feel very much like a hoarder of the story i'm trying to make right now. Even though really it's just cause i need time to get all of them down to paper cause each crew member has a creature form and human disguise. lololol.

[cornhighlights]

I couldn’t stop thinking about this idea

Selkie!Wally??? And fisherman!Shawn???UHHHH

I read some lore and apparently selkie men targeted women whose husbands were out at sea a lot, but I just like the idea of Wally being completely oblivious to his charm-

Also, have more miscellaneous sketches!

[ronnyraygun]

I have a Mermay (more like Selkie!Batfam) birdflash Fic WiP that I refuse to finish, so have a snippit!

[stainedglass-sketchbook]

somebody help me figure out sea life to match with titans characters for mermay 

[junespriince]

Selkie au

Dick: don't you wanna go back home?

Wally: nope!

Dick: Okay...

A year later when Iris found him

Iris: I thought you were dead!

Wally: I wasn't. I was here, with my hubby, I gave him my pelt.

Dick: he gave it to me before we even said 'hi', I didn't even knew his name.

Iris, glares at Wally: Wallace West-Allen, you gave him your pelt before you knew who he was!?

Wally: he was so pretty, though...

Iris: I- I need to sit down.

[aerkame]

Welcome Home Finfolk AU Headcanons Part 1

Just some headcanons on the characters so I can come back to this later for writing/reference. And a bit of a tease for some people eager for Finfolk/selkie stuff. Warnings: Implied kidnapping. It's kind of a given considering that in Orkney folklore finfolk often kidnap people they like/love.

Original post:

(I guess this takes place in a puppet world? Like humans are just humanoid puppets so it's not as confusing to make Welcome Home characters complete puppets but finfolk versions.)

Eddie Dear:

A complete sweetheart of a captain that's a bit clumsy. While Wally can steer the waters himself, he'd much rather have Eddie be the captain on most of their ships, having found that the much larger man knows the waters better than himself and Home.

Eddie is so sweet that most don't even notice the unusual way his felt skin slightly changes colors when it rains, the small finned ears tucked under his captain's hat, or the tiny teal scales that grow under his arms when he's stressed. Maybe he's a lot more clever than people realize. Using that sweetness of his to distract others from what's happening...nah, he's just a clumsy sweet guy, right?

Instead of having shipments in, it's usually Eddie that helps bring in most of what the island has when it comes to strange items. They're still a bit stuck in the 70s so sometimes Eddie brings back boatloads of lost shipments with up to date everyday items.

Wally Darling:

Wally Darling is a true finman at heart. He keeps all those he is close with very close on this island he made so long ago with his and Home's own magic. He may or may not have helped kidnap a few of the neighbors with Home and others, bringing them here.

Sometimes Wally will find himself in looser fitting clothing on warmer days. But usually he keeps a suit worn with his pompadour being well-kept. Everything at Home must be perfect.

Unlike most finmen, his powers have gone far beyond what is normal. While most can control the ocean waters through waves and small rain showers, Wally has little to no trouble making storms, hurricanes, giant whirlpools, and changing the very currents of the ocean to his favor.

Making Home was probably his greatest feat yet. Creating an island wasn't uncommon for his kind. But creating a giant, living, sentient island hidden within a vale of sorts in the middle of the ocean that not even other finmen could reach was something otherworldly. It's like he's creating a whole new world.

He will sometimes crash planes and ships far out in the ocean if they so much as get too close to the world they reside in. Of course he ensures that Eddie, Howdy, or Barnaby goes over to the crash sites to wipe away any memory of where the passengers have been, just in case...and maybe he should start up a rough storm or two in that area for good measure. You can never be too sure.

Of course Wally never expects anyone to actually make it to the shores of Home, but if someone ever did, well...that would be quite the impressive feat! You'd have to not only get past the others sensing your presence in their waters (coupled with oncoming storms), but also get past the vale their world resides in.

Truly, Wally just wants everyone in Home to be able to live happy and free here. He often creates more and more islands and small peninsulas along with the others just to explore and have fun. And they do have fun and joy, almost everyday! Though he needs to slow down on the island-making, he often gets lost on his own creations sometimes.

Barnaby B.Beagle:

At first glance he's just a big ol' fluffy dog with a big personality, but when it rains or when water is doused on the guy? He really tends to grow in size.

Unlike the others, Barnaby tends to have a completely different form when he lets loose. Instead of scales, he grows smooth and cool skin, and instead of pointy fin ears he grows side gills and one large triangular fin on his lower back. (Poppy often needs to help fix his clothes for this reason.) All this topped with giant rows of sharp teeth. Very shark-like indeed.

Due to his size and sharp features, it's no wonder that Barnaby often accompanies Eddie or Howdy when taking care of people that are getting too close to Home, or when someone on the mainland is getting a liiiittle too close to pinpointing where Home's vale is. You could say he's a bit like a giant guard (shark?)dog.

Sometimes Frank wonders if Barnaby is even a finman like the others or if he's some kind of hybrid...or possibly a subspecies?

This big guy is friendly and loves cracking jokes, but he isn't dumb, and he definitely isn't letting anyone hurt his family.

Wally and Barnaby go way back to when he was just a pup (get it?), having been washed up ashore on what was a lonely Home at the time. Wally was the first person to ever treat him so kindly and not judge him for how he looked in his original form. Most finmen hated it.

Barnaby so far has been the only one to ever make it to Home on his very own. Maybe it takes something special to get here. Or maybe it was Home who invited him that time and not Wally's invitation.

Frank Frankly:

Quite frankly the most nerdiest guy at Home. Not only is Frank's house neatly organized with specimens of insects everywhere, but that has evolved to specimens of fish and many books on mythical sea creatures, something that started all thanks to Eddie and Home.

Frank remembers his first time here clear as day. He was so skeptical that finfolk were real or that any mythical creature was real. It took a lot of convincing and quite a few magic tricks to finally get him to open up his eyes about that.

The man has been obsessed with the life that resides in the ocean since he first learned about finfolk. You could ask him about any, and I mean ANY sea creature and he'd probably know everything about it.

One of his keen interests is that of finfolk and selkies. They had similar traits but were vastly different in many ways. Finfolk he could research on however long he wanted considering he was living with them. But unlike finfolk, selkies weren't seen as much anymore. Stars, selkies were even considered on the verge of going extinct according to other finfolk and sea creatures, something about selkies getting their coats stolen too often? Frank would shake his head at that thought. Some people were just too cruel.

Sometimes Frank will feel a pang of loneliness when studying on his own, but usually Eddie is there to cheer him up, or Julie, even if she was a bit too much.

Both Julie and himself are the only residents at Home that are not finfolk, just some ordinary people that found their way here, though they don't remember how or when...

You(Suprise short fic! Hahahaha-):

There was something off about this part of the ocean. You have never ventured this far out before, always staying close to coasts and peninsulas, but it was like you were just drawn to a force here.

You perched yourself onto the small deck of the tiny sailboat you owned and crossed another spot out on the map. There was nothing here either, just like the past few miles you checked. No islands or signs of land in sight...and yet you could sense that something was indeed there. Call it an instinct, but your body was refusing to leave you alone until you satisfied your curiosity.

Looking down into the deep waters, you debated on going back down there to take a second look...nah. You were still soaked and the fur would take forever to dry off again. That, and the skies continued to darken as if it would rain any second now. Actually, a nice swim and a quick look seemed like a good idea.

The fur hood slipped over your head as you buckled the inside of your jacket to keep everything secured, the last thing you needed was a current to take away your seal jacket, you put too much time and effort into making your seal fur a real set of clothes.

You jumped in as soon as thunder roared right behind you, feeling the tingling feeling of bristles and fur wrapping around your felt skin. There wasn't supposed to be a storm yet...

The currents began to change, almost pulling you towards the place of interest from earlier, it was far too strong for you to swim against even as your flippers swished back and forth as hard as they could. Before you could turn your back to face another direction, rough waters ripped your body from left to right, up, and down, until everything felt too dizzy to gather your surroundings. Your vision was such a blur that you did not notice the sailboat you were once on begin to sink down towards you. A long metal object suddenly made contact with your head and everything went black.

I had this finfolk-selkie hybrid OC for the longest time and every time I looked at selkie OCs no one seemed to make it into normal-ish clothing. Like imagine being a selkie in the modern world. Having a seal coat turned into the softest hoodie or jacket would be the best thing ever. You could take it anywhere with you in plain sight and no one would even know.

[rosies-batim-blog]

What kind of monster forms do everyone in Sillyvision Studios have, apart from the cartoons?

I’m assuming this is meant to be for the VHStudio AU? In which case, everyone doesn’t really have monster “forms” but they are all different kinds of monsters.

Henry is a vampire, and Joey becomes one later on.

I still very much love Ghost Sammy, but I’m thinking he may become a vampire instead in the actual storyline.

Wally and Norman become werewolves.

Susie is either a Harpy or a Siren. (Leaning towards Siren, if I’m being honest.)

Shawn is a male Selkie.

And Grant is a (very stressed out) wizard.

I haven’t thought too much about what other staff members would be, but that’s mostly because I don’t want to overwhelm the AU with magical people. Sometimes it’s better to just leave people human.

And if they did become something inhuman, I’d say they’d join the ranks of magical beings that art already there.

(Maybe Allison becoming a witch? Or Thomas becoming another werewolf? Basically just filling out the ranks instead of adding new ones.)

If I got this wrong, feel free to tell me what you meant!

[alchemyfeline]

i’m making a whole mythical creatures au whoops

[tgarnsl]

Hey, what about port, for the Fanfiction guessing game?

I have a hit for port in my Hornblower selkie fic!

(below the cut for length)

A crowd had gathered by the entry port; Horatio could see William lying on a stretcher, his bloodstained pelt clutched against his chest as the surgeon bent over him. At the sight of Horatio the crowd parted, and he knelt at William’s side, mindless of the blood that stained his breeches. William turned his head to look up at Horatio, his blue eyes wide and frightened.

“Bush,” said Horatio, almost reaching for William’s hand but stopping himself at the last possible moment. “William.”

“Sir,” whispered William and Horatio glanced up at the Wallis, who shook his head gravely.

“He’s in a bad way, sir,” said Wallis, bending down to put his lips to Horatio’s ear. “As near as I can tell the bullet’s lodged itself deep in him, sir. I’ll need to examine him more closely.”

Horatio nodded, the words sounding very faint and distant. He rose to his feet, as stiff as a puppet, and gestured at the surgeon’s mates standing by. “Take him away,” he said, his stomach tight with fear. “I’ll follow along. Mr Prowse, you have the watch.”

“Aye aye, sir,” came Prowse’s voice from the crowd, but Horatio barely heard him. He watched in terrified silence as the surgeon’s mates bore William away to the cockpit, and with Wallis at his elbow he followed them into the depths of Hotspur.