it's still mermay.

[socksome]

the mermaid meme Life under the sea can be grand! Who doesn't like singing and leading men to their doom and swimming with the dolphins? Mermaids are in tales and legends from all across the world, but you don't have to limit yourself to just being just half fish. There are selkies and other creatures of the sea who sometimes come up on land or who are part human, and lots of myths and situations to explore. So come on and dive in! The water is fine! DIRECTIONS: 1. Comment with your character, series, preferences, etc in the subject. 2. Indicate if you're a mermaid/other creature or a human. 3. Reply to other comments and play a scenario out! 4. Watch out for fishnets! (©)

Comments

haruka nanase | free

[freed]

[ mermaid ]

[go_north]

[ up for a pirate? ]

Syrene | Pirates of the Caribbean | m/f

[syrenity]

[Shapeshifting mermaid who can change her tail for legs on dry land.]

Sally | Sanctuary | m/f

[bermuda_mermaid]

[Telepathic mermaid.]

ventus | kingdom hearts

[reposer]

( can be a merman/selkie/kelpie/whatever or the human! )

https://tinyurl.com/y73q4qr3

[evulsed]

[ This place is nothing at all like the desert. It's humid and sticky, and Vanitas can't tell if he misses the dry heat of that barren wasteland, or if he's just exasperated with the way his shirt clings to his body. He can't seem to get rid of that tacky feeling all over his skin. There are bugs the size of his arm crawling all over this place and if he wakes up one more time with another nasty surprise in his boots he's going to start razing the whole damn forest.

But still, Xehanort is insistent. Him and all his lackey scientists, chasing a legend. The elixir of life, power over death, blah blah blah. The old man just wants to be young forever. Too late for that, if anyone asked Vanitas — which they don't, because he isn't here to have an opinion.

Instead for every lush, post-card worthy snapshot of this place, there's something mean to make up for it, and those things are the reason Vanitas is here. The problem, it turns out, is less the teeth or the claws — and more the venom. Someone had mentioned how the bright colors meant danger, and it wasn't that Vanitas had disbelieved them — he'd just thought it would never be an issue. Fighting off a snake with a head the size of his fist and a repeating column of red-black-yellow all along it's body should have been a simple affair. It's not the first one he's had to lop in half since they arrived —

But it is the first time it managed to get a hold of him before successfully completing the hacking and slashing.

Vanitas staggers, tries to catch himself by stabbing his blade into the leaf-litter, but it sends him onto one knee, regardless. The gash in his leg isn't the worst he's ever had, he has a storyboard of scars to attest to that all over his body, but the double puncture is already turning a nasty shade of purple. He has the hazy thought that he needs to get the toxin out, or get back to camp and grab an antidote —

He manages to get up for a moment, take a step forward, but his leg gives out and he tumbles sidelong down an embankment to land on the shallows of the river he'd been using as a directional guide. It makes a lot of noise, when he connects with the water: a huge splash that he knows is going to attract something. And if the splash didn't, then the blood spilling out into the silt was definitely going to do it. Breathing deep, he stares straight up into the canopy far above, framing the cloudless sky.

Well, he thinks, overly aware of his heartbeat and the numbness starting in his fingers, at least it isn't raining. ]

Sir Lancelot | Arthurian Legend | M/F

[pained_longing]

ambrose sinclair — original (vampire*) — ota

[immortalized]

{ *but instead of vampire, i adore AUing Ambrose as a sirenesque merman leaning into horror elements. a haunting song that lures your character to the water's edge, falling overboard and encountering the unprecedented creature of myth, or capturing one out in the waters unexpectedly, i'm open to just about anything. especially open to historical settings or AU, but also fine with modern day.

info here. ocs, canon characters, LA, and/or drawn are welcome. for questions or plotting, please PM! }

p-p-p-plot twist

[waterloggedsocks]

[ This would be a terrible chatroom meetup calling card. 38/M/half a mile out into the Atlantic ocean.

It's late enough that the moon is the brightest source of light in the sky, speckled alongside itself with stars in a blanket of clouds that are run through with gray from the ambient light. Egil couldn't guess what time it really is beyond that pretty description, seeing as his arms are no longer equipped for wearing watches. His Tissot Gentleman is, tragically, back on shore along with the rest of his clothes.

Egil's used to being the only horrifying, supernatural being in the water during this excursions. So imagine his surprise when the oceanic DJ begins playing a haunting, impossible-to-place melody that rings through the water itself. It's deep and unaccompanied by music; a lone and wailing tone that rises and falls like the song of other ocean life, like a whale perhaps...except it has more intent to it than that.

Egil isn't much of a poet, but he knows fear and loss when it's presented to him. If he had the ability, he'd have goosebumps. As it is, his large but soft body is pinching in on itself as he slows down in the water, nervous for one of the first times in years during his water-bound trips.

Usually, he's alone and the largest thing he'll come across. But now, as he listens to this melody that aches across the ocean towards him - some part of Egil that's less accountant and more supernatural horror recognizes its kin.

There is something in the water with him, tonight. And it knows he's there. ]

Gaius Octavius | Rome

[ancient_story]

Vincent Law/Ergo Proxy // Ergo Proxy

[theworldunwinds]

[Open to whatever, Vincent could be either a boat repairman who comes across you, or a merman stuck in a neat? Ergo would be a merman only, either an entirely black orca or shark. M/M only for Vincent unless you're Re-l, Ergo is OTA, 18+ either way, PM me with any questions!]

edelgard von hresvelg | fire emblem: three houses

[crestsidestory]

[ happy to play either role! if not human thinking along the lines of merrow. ]

Lio Fotia | Promare | m/m

[mahariyuware]

[ mermaid lio livin in the bathtub, he can be yours today ]

Re: Lio Fotia | Promare | m/m

[infernosoul]

[Hey! I’ve been MIA a bit because irl stuff and am planning to tag our other stuff back, but mermaid Lio sounds soooo good. What about a scenario where he gets injured/a storm washes him up on land and Galo saves him and brings him to his place? Galo could be a lifeguard or something maybe, or just out on the beach.]

Hitoshi Shinso | My Hero Academia | m/m

[personachords]

Harry Hook | Disney's Descendants | OTA

[two_handed]

_{[I LIVE for Harry-as-a-mermaid-AU]}

sombra | overwatch

[clasificado]

[ either role: a snorkeling hobbyist who sees something very interesting in the water while on vacation, or a mermaid who prefers "borrowing" things from humans without their knowledge to eating them. Both are menaces.

ota for gen scenarios, characters 21+ for shipping! cross-canon / assumed cr is great. ]

Chuuya Nakahara | Bungou Stray Dogs | M/M

[thetaintedsorrow]

[The mermaid.]

Hawks | My Hero Academia | m/m

[scarleticarus]

[ Either as a mer or as someone interacting with a mer! ]

Re: Hawks | My Hero Academia | m/m

[idioticprince]

[What is your thought of Hawks meeting an overly curious merprince?]

anders | dragon age | ota

[mewnifestos]

[ 100% magic merman here to ruin your day ]

Grand Admiral Thrawn | Star Wars | OTA

[admiralchiss]

[Either role]

[numbersaremusic]

It was supposed to be a standard delivery. An easy task that had become routine in its comfort. He could read the stars as easily as numbers, his ship's every move an extension of himself. The ebb and flow of the vast sea was a comfort, especially along a solo journey as this. It was fine. The machinery rigged to the vessel kept everything steady even when he needed rest.

His ship wasn't supposed to hit some craggy rocks far from a shoreline - his machinery should have detected the path was blocked.

He wasn't supposed to be taken so unawares that he'd only barely registered the cold seawater until a few seconds after he'd begun to sink like a rock. Winded and far from the surface, it had been a struggle to return to the warm air.

He remembered hands grabbing hold of him, and then-- nothingness.

His lungs protested as he awoke with a jolt, doubling over and coughing up seawater. It took him some time to regain his bearings without losing his breath from remnants of unwanted moisture in his airways.

He started to register the soft wet sand beneath his hands, and where his knees sunk into it. In the corner of his eye, as he struggled to comprehend how he arrived ashore, he was able to see where his - and someone else's - body dragged against the sand, the waves slowly lapping away he proof of it.

No footprints among them, but a handprint. Bigger than his own.

Sitting up a little more, he looked around, wincing as he saw fragments of, undoubtedly, his ship floating along the water, some pieces drifting off so far away that, in the dark of night, they became invisible to the naked eye.

He'd have to pray that some parts of his ship, or even belongings, washed ashore. For now... where was the person that saved him?

Furthermore, he should figure out if said savior has shelter nearby.

But why are there no footprints in the sand? Surely, he was dragged ashore (proof of it continues to smooth away, little by little,) and then... what. His savior went back out to sea for something?

It didn't make any sense.

Staggering upright, and wincing when the world spins slightly, he takes a moment to steady himself before peering out into the water.

His lungs and throat still feel too sensitive to speak - attempting to test that theory makes his throat come out in a pitiful croak, followed by coughing.

Furthermore, he can't see anyone among the waves even when he squints.

Grimacing, he checks around where he washed up for any of his belongings, and, seeing none, looks out to the water again, trying to find any remnant of his rescuer's presence. Not knowing what to look for, however, makes it even more difficult. There's no sight of them among the waves, and, furthermore, it's dangerous for him to go searching and risk squandering his savior's aid.

...But, there is still the pressing matter of needing to find shelter for the rest of the night. Using the familiar stars as a guide, he picks a promising direction - still near the shore - and wrings his clothes out a bit on the way, a nagging sensation at the back of his mind. Though he finds no man-made shelters, there's a cluster of trees that will have to make do as something to nap under until it's light out.

It will be a long time before help, ideally, will arrive. While this island is charted, it's so far out along his delivery path that it will take ages for anyone to catch on that he's missing and search along that path - from either direction.

Grimacing at his ill fortune, Eli wiggles a bit to get more comfortable.

Still... it feels bad to walk away from the shore. Was that the right thing to do?

...He hasn't walked far from it.

Sighing, he gets up and retraces his footsteps back where he came, unable to quiet the worry that his unseen savior might be injured or worse. While he should be conserving his energy and trying to stay warm, he stops back at the shore he found himself at, only marginally more satisfied to have gone back to check again.

Surely his savior just up and walked off, right? (But where were the footprints? None but a hand and some sliding indents!)

What in the hells was going on with that?

Vanya Hargreeves | The Umbrella Academy | OTA

[onlyordinary]

[She's a siren who keeps on accidentally luring people to their deaths because she just wants to sing and make music and they keep on throwing themselves in the water to listen.]

Linhardt | FE:3H | ota

[sleepyscholar]

( merman, here. happy to play in FE:3H universe or some other AU, feel free to ask. )

Star Butterfly | Star vs the Forces of Evil

[ilovepuppies]

[the entirely too curious mermaid princess who's obsessed with the surface world perhaps?]

Ashe ☠ Overwatch ☠ ota

[deadlock_diva]

[ ooc: Either a pirate captain or a very mischievous, thieving mermaid who may or may not follow and stalk the object of her affection. ]

eve polastri | killing eve

[notkillingme]

[ voicetesting with a mermaid au, as one does. but seriously: eve is the beleaguered but irrepressibly curious landlubber tasked with investigating a shadowy underwater world evidenced by one particularly murderous siren's escapades

OR

villanelle is the predatory and impeccably dressed sailor-assassin set loose on unsuspecting merpeople whose numbers happen to include one security-minded selkie with amazing hair

also open to cross-canon shenanigans! ]

Henry | Fire Emblem: Awakening: OTA

[carryon_crow]

[a deep sea vampire squid* witch who goes to the surface for trade, murder, and giggles.
*vampire squids aren't squids! although they have eight limbs, their unique sensory filament puts them in their own order, Vampyromorphida.

OR

a dark mage who services the local port with wind hexes and other such useful and sketchy magic. sometimes goes on trips!]

Kuja | Final Fantasy IX | OTA

[fallen_stage]

[As a human, Kuja is a merchant with many sailing vessels, some of which he accompanies on occassion. He's perfectly willing to trade for some deepdive retrieval of other, less fortunate ships.

As a merm, Kuja is a Homeric Siren (see dr emil wilson's translation), offering tantalizing wisdom and terrible knowledge to whoever draws near enough to hear his song. Try not to die!]

Larry Johnson | Sally Face | OTA

[sanitysfall]

[Either a coastal mer that likes hanging around public beaches and making friends with swimmers, or just someone on vacation and in for a surprise while trying to learn how to surf.]