#leviathantale mermay prompts
Goldfish and octopus cuddles <3
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The boy is sulking! Someone go get Horror!
Fan art of @skumhuu ‘s boy for mermay.
This is dust!sans from their au leviathantale!
Such a cute shark! 🦈
I love the ghostly pilot fish 🐟 this was genius! Pretty sure shark can’t do that with their tale but oh well! Magic am I right??
I had so much fun with the water on top! Painting it was so relaxing! I also love how his eyes and companion fish turned out!
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Day 5: Goldfish
Leviathantale belongs to @skumhuu
Dream belongs to @jokublog
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Cross nesting in a whale skeleton
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I am aliiiiive!
Sorry guys I’m still drowning (HAH!) into work! But I wanted to do at least a piece for Mermay after being inspired by @skumhuu ‘s incredible levianthantale.
This adorable selkie Blue is theirs too and I love them so much OMG.
I made my Cage boy a humpback whale! Did you know that they protect seals and other sea creature against sharks and orcas? Including humans! It’s so incredible, nature is awesome! Thank you for the inspiration Skumhuu!
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It's Mermay!! I made a Leviathantale themed prompt list for myself but it can be used as a typical mermay prompt list as well! Hope you all have fun and have a fintastic month!
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Leviathantale MerMay 2021 - Day 30: Mermaid’s Kiss
Even after Kelp returns to land, he longs for the sea, the Deep, and the Shiver.
(Continuation of Day 10: Kelp & Day 23: Grotto)
Even after his return to land, Kelp longs for the sea. He longs to return to its depth and return to the deep where it felt so right. It makes him guilty whenever he thinks about it since the last time he disappeared on his family and friends, it sent them all into a panic. But the guilt doesn’t make the longing disappear. It stays.
Horror still visits his dock. The Great White takes care not to mention what happened on the beach and in the Deep, much to Kelp’s disappointment. He doesn’t let it show. He smiles and pretends along with his friend, afraid of breaking their normalcy and making things awkward.
Dust doesn’t come with him anymore. Kelp asks after the quiet and reserved Whitetip, but Horror always has excuses for why his shivermate couldn’t come.
“Dust wants to see you. He really does,” Horror assures Kelp every time. He sounds earnest, at least. “He’s just not feeling too well.”
“Did he regret it?” Kelp doesn’t ask. “When the heat broke and the eggs were laid, did he regret what he said to me? What we did?”
“I hope he feels better. Tell that to Dust for me please.”
As the months roll by, the longing gets worse and worse. Kelp’s mind drifts to memories of his time in the Deep. Classic notices, of course. He looks sadder and sadder whenever he sees the look on Kelp’s face. “Buddy, sometimes, I feel like you’re not here anymore.”
Kelp isn’t. By the time an entire year rolls around, he’s made his decision. After an emotional phone call with his little brother and a conversation with Classic, Kelp quits his job and leaves his house keys to his friend. He gives away some things and wraps things up. In the end, there’s only him and his fishing boat.
Kelp sets out to the ocean. He goes out farther than he’s ever gone before. He goes to where all ships sink and never return.
Kelp stops mid-row and stares at Dust. The mershark floats uncertainly near the side of Kelp’s boat. Slowly, Kelp smiles at Dust. “Hey there. Long time no see.”
It’s like a breath of relief, seeing Dust again. The Whitetip mershark flushes grey at the sight of the smile and hides into his hoodie. Kelp’s hands twitch with the instinctive urge to reach out and cup Dust’s cheeks. Instead, he sets aside his paddles.
Dust shifts uncomfortably. "It's clutching season and he doesn't want to be careless again. Sorry that he couldn't come to visit."
"And you?" Kelp gently prods. "Are you feeling better? I haven't seen you for a very long time, Dust. I missed you."
Dust, normally so impassive and apathetic, looks so vulnerable.
"Me too. I missed you too," his voice breaks. "But it wouldn't have been safe for you if I came. Horror agreed. I wasn't in my right - I wanted to keep - I wished -" Dust stops and takes a breath. Kelp waits patiently for the mershark to gather the right words, feeling as if he's at the edge of something important. "I couldn't forget the sight of you with us...heavy with Horror's clutch...happy. It made me want to keep you forever."
Kelp shivers. "I couldn't forget either. I was so happy there."
Dust floats closer until he’s close enough for Kelp to touch. He looks at Kelp with such longing but stops himself at the last second and shakes his head. “You’re too far out, Kelp. It’s too dangerous. I’ll help you back to your island.”
“No.” Kelp does reach out to touch Dust this time. He cups the side of his face and runs a soft thumb over his cheekbone. The mershark outs out a shuddering sigh at the contact and leans into it. “No, I’m exactly where I’m supposed to be.”
“But your life on the Surface…”
“I’ve said my goodbyes and closed that part of my life. I want to spend the rest of my life with you and Horror and the Shiver…if all of you will have me.”
Dust lets out the most adorable chirp at Kelp’s declaration, eyelights blown wide. “You choose us? Really?”
“Yeah. I choose you.”
Dust pushes himself up at the side of the boat and captures Kelp into a kiss. Giddy and happy, Kelp returns it and lets the Dust slowly pull him down into the water. Down, down, down they go into the Deep where the rest of the Shiver would happily welcome Kelp home.
The waves eventually push Kelp’s boat back to the island and its shore. It remains empty.
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Leviathantale MerMay 2021 - Day 31: Photograph
Final Day of Mermay. Blank gets a camera.
“Cwoss! Cwoss! Lookie! I gots ca-mra!” Blank giggles as they swim over to their brother with a camera in their hands. While the rest of the Shiver regards the odd contraption with varying expressions of confusion and wariness, Cross brightens up and takes a look at it. “Wow, Blank! Where did you find the camera this well-made? And its waterproof too! Did a landdweller accidentally drop it?”
“Nah! Pwesent! ‘Cause Bwank good advent-rer!” Blank boasts. Then, they wave the camera around. “Take pickies?”
Cross smiles and indulgently snaps a few pictures together with Blank with different poses and faces. They wiggle happily when they look at the results. “Good! Good!”
“Hey, hey, Crossy, what’s that?” Killer boldly gets into Cross’ space to take a look at the ‘camera’. “Huh?! There’s…a tinier you in there? What the heck?”
Curious, Horror and Dust wander over to take a look. Excited to share this new amazing thing with the Shiver, Blank shows them all the pictures that they took with their Mama, Papa, family, and friends. Eager to take part, the Shiver takes pictures with Blank too. Even Nightmare pulls himself from the darkness of the Deep since he wasn’t going to be left out on something the other Leviathans already participated in.
In no time, they use up the memory of Blank’s waterproof camera.
“Don’ worry!” The toddler assures the disappointed Shiver. “Bwank can fix!” And they do. Much to the amazement of the Shiver, they return the next day with copies of the pictures taken – printed out onto magic paper to prevent damage in the water, of course – and a cleared out camera to fill with new memories.
In the end, at Blank’s request, everyone agrees to take a huge family photo.
“All right, everyone! Gather around!” Kelp calls from the boat, adjusting the camera stand for the most optimal angle. After starting the timer, he quickly jumps into Horror’s waiting arms and quickly takes his place in the picture. Leviathans, Mers, and Monsters alike all surround Blank with smiles. The camera goes off many times.
“Cheese,” Core intones as the last flash goes off, freaking out a lot of people with their sudden appearance.
Later, after printing out the pictures and distributing around their big family, Blank comes to Cross with a special gift.
“Ta-da~! Cwoss pwesent!” Blank cheers as they hold out a golden locket. Cross takes it an opens it, tearing up at the small picture of their entire family inside. Blank shows off a matching locket around their neck. “Lookie! Match wit’ Bwank! Cwoss like?”
He hugs them. “I love it, Blank. Thank you.”
Years later, Blank would still keep their own locket on them at all times as they travel the world. As for Cross, he’d wear his own locket and maintain it with pride, always keeping the picture close to his soul as he celebrates every next day with his family.
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Leviathantale MerMay 2021 - Day 29: Storm
Blank might have survived the storm, but that doesn't mean that they came out of it completely unscathed.
It had been a nice, sunny day on the island when Geno decided to come with Blank to visit Kelp. The selkie toddler was happily playing with some toys on the floor while Kelp treats Geno to some tea and snacks. They’re getting along very well despite Geno’s usual dislike of Landwalkers. Kelp’s kindness and generosity when housing Blank certainly helps too.
But the nice weather doesn’t last very long. Rain starts to pitter patter onto the glass of the window.
When the first rumbles of thunder sounds, Blank drops all of their toys. When the rumblings grow louder, they rush over to their Mama and Kelp. It’s not safe. Loud noises mean storms and storms mean danger. They have to go somewhere the current can’t reach them. Blank grows alarmed when they see how relaxed their Mama and Kelp are despite the storm. They slam into them.
“Darlin’ what’s wrong?”
In that moment, the thunder grows loud enough to shake the entire house.
“Hide! Hide! Hide!” Blank all but screeches as they tug their adults to the room and over to the bed. They fling the bed covers over them and crawls under. They hold onto the both of them and squeezes their eyes shut. The storm can’t reach them here. The storm can’t reach them here. The storm can’t –
“Shhh. Shhh. I’m here, Blank. I’m here.”
Geno places a hand on Blank’s cheek before completely pulling them close to his chest. Since they’re still gripping onto Kelp, the fisherman wiggles closer, rubbing calming circles against the hyperventilating toddler’s back.
“It’s okay,” Geno murmurs between his hushing. “It’s all right. The storm won’t take you from me ever again. We’re on land, Blank. We’re safe.”
But are they? Blank wonders as they cling onto their Mama tighter. Are they really?
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