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#httyd mermaid au
spyderschaos · 11 months
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It’s him!!! Look at him!!! He’s the ever!!!
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ivygeorgi · 2 years
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Fish boy ✨
I changed his design a bit compared to the one I did two years ago. Red really suits him
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lilliths-httyd-blog · 11 months
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@mdoodlerfandomart I FUCKED UP HIS SPARKLES DIDNT SAVE HERESX HOW ITS MEANTBTO LOOK OMG SORRY
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A striped mandarinfish for the merman suggestions…or a sea sheep (although that’s not really a fish) perhaps?
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Sorry this took so long anon!
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local-dragon-haunt · 2 years
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Oh Fishlegs.
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toris-fan-nest · 11 months
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@mdoodlerfandomart you gave me an idea from your comment about the chains being mermaid magic proof.
The particular archer Viggo is tied to is partly made from stone that weakens mermaid magic, Hiccup is without his tail prosthetic and can’t swim as strongly without it. In any other case he would use magic to lift the archer completely but now he has to use what little magic he CAN use and all is tail strength to save Veggo from a watery grave.
(Hiccups eyes are glowing but only at one fourth the power. They would the same way Toothless’ plasma would glow, if his magic wasn’t stunted)
Hope y’all like it! ^^
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nameless-inklings · 1 year
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First impressions.
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ziggityzigg · 6 months
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Presenting…. Mermaid!Eret!
I barely ever seem a Mermaid version of him so.. Tada!
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howtowhumpyourhiccup · 6 months
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Hooked
Summary: Written for AI-less Whumptober 2023 Day 29. Set in a Modern-ish AU. After a storm, Eret spends his time finding the merman who saved him from drowning.
Warning: /
Rating: General
Characters: Eret
Pairing: Minor Eretcup
Words: 823
Fandom: How to Train Your Dragon
Prompt: “The easy way or the hard way?”
Whumpee: Eret
Author’s Notes: I originally had a different idea for this one, one that was way more intense and was actually Hiccstrid instead of Eretcup. But this is the fourth year in a row that my (AI-less) Whumptober time did not go as planned because of things entirely out of my control. This month is cursed. :)
So I had to keep that (relatively long) idea for a different day and come up with a shorter idea.
And thus this AU was born!
I honestly only got to write it because I FINALLY got the time to.
Enjoy!
@ailesswhumptober
XOXOX
Today, just like many days, Eret finds himself staring at the sea. Leaning on the edge of his fishing boat, he stares down into the water. He should be paying attention, he should be casting his nets for today's catch, but instead he's wasting his time staring into the abyss.
About a month ago to the day, Eret's boat got caught in a terrible storm. He knew it was coming, but he still went out anyway, figuring he would be back in time. So instead of the catch of the day, he landed himself in trouble. The waves were wild and merciless, throwing his boat around until it capsized and he found himself in the dark depths he’s now staring into.
It was impossible to tread water, he couldn’t even reach the surface. Legs kicking, arms swinging, lungs burning. He found himself in the exact kind of position no one swimming in a large body of water wants to be in. Desperately reaching for the surface and yet not gaining an inch towards air.
Needless to say, Eret thought he was going to die.
Until…
A shape.
It was almost impossible to see in water so dark, but he could vaguely see it moving. He could’ve sworn it was shaped like a man, yet swam as fluid as a fish.
The last thing Eret remembered were the hands that grabbed him and the eyes that they belonged to. They were distinctly human and yet the pupils said something different. They were too large and they were that way to soak up what little light there was.
The next thing Eret remembers is when two paramedics loaded him into an ambulance to be taken to the local hospital. Obviously he made it or he wouldn’t be here today. But it’s the story behind his survival that adds another layer of weirdness.
Eret was found on a beach. There was a lot of junk left on that beach after the storm, Eret didn’t stand out even a little bit, yet he was found with ease.
Because apparently, someone approached a passerby, led her straight to him and that’s how the paramedics were called.
And now, a month later, Eret still searches for him. The one who saved his life, the owner of the hands that pulled him from the depths and those strange eyes.
Minutes pass by as Eret stares down into the dark water, minutes of seeing nothing below. Whatever or whoever he saw that day, they haven’t been seen since.
He sighs and straightens. Eyes closing, he conjures up the mental image he has of his savior. He can’t help it, they’ve been on his mind for the past month now.
According to the descriptions given to him when he asked around , he was a guy. A tall guy, a lean guy. With a head of auburn hair and striking green eyes. All of that and that he wasn’t wearing too much. A jacket, Eret’s, and that’s it. It was as if he'd “stepped right out of the ocean” as he was told. But there is one part that always seemed to stand out to people; how striking those eyes are.
It’s strange. While Eret’s muddled memory doesn’t allow him to remember every second of his rescue, he doesn’t remember seeing any green.
He just remember his pupils, his hands, and that odd fish-like movement.
He’s been left with questions and a lot of them. He tried to find him on land, he wanted to thank him. While he has no idea what he would be doing swimming in the ocean in the middle of a storm, Eret is grateful.
But it didn’t matter who he asked, he couldn’t find a sign of him. Not on the mainland and not online, a place he doesn’t traverse much anyway.
Or maybe he hadn’t tried hard enough, because there was a part of him that kept telling him that he was just not looking in the right place.
So every day following his last search, Eret took to the sea with his boat- it’s a rental until he can afford a new secondhand one- to catch fish to sell and instead he spends his time staring down into the water. Not for fish, but for something more mystical.
A mermaid. Or merman, he supposes.
The thought almost sounds too crazy, but dragons are real, so why not merfolk? Those who come from a sailor lineage like him know they were real once.
Eret walks over to the wheel and grabs it, planning on moving on. For days on end, he’s been posted in the general area he almost drowned in, hoping to get a glimpse of the one who saved him.
He’s not ready to give up. Whether the easy way or the hard way, Eret will find him somehow.
In a weird way, though he’s the fisherman, he’s also the one who’s been hooked.
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spyderschaos · 11 months
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ivygeorgi · 2 years
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Behold!
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✨Him✨
I like the way I changed his design again. I think this suits him more than the one two years ago. I also can't decide which pic I like more, with or without lighting, so have both.
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@mdoodlerfandomart I did one of your colouring sheets and made two versions! I started with a red tail but I was looking at ur old art and notice you often draw Hiccup with a green tail so I did that too! Personally I prefer the red
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Siren!Krogan
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local-dragon-haunt · 2 years
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Girl help I have merman!Hiccup brainrot
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brose1229 · 1 year
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Mer-Hiccup and orca Toothless
He’s melanistic
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nameless-inklings · 1 year
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Due to recent humanitarian research we have strong reason to believe the species Sirenia sapien; formally dubbed 'mermaids' have the capabilities to use tools, form numerous languages, linage bonds, practice the medicinal sciences, several arts, and forms of writing or story telling. thus categorizing them as aquatic cousins to humanity. But due to a magnitude of environmental, social and hostile threats this is a species on the brink of collapse. but for you and your families viewing pleasure, we have acquired this cresture, so that you may rest assured your dollar is helping put this--
Footnote. Hey HQ how do you want me to word this one? hmm. how would you like me to write out; we have poached and poisioned puppeteered and just completely eradicated an entire species AGAIN. oh but for the low low price of- what the hell are we even charging people to come see this now, ten... twenty bucks? for the price of a happy meal you can come and see what we believe is the last male of his kind start a hunger strike. HQ how does that one sound? is that more family friendly?
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