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time-slink · 1 year
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just realized i have the perfect double whammy may art! happy mermay + hermit-a-day X) actually drew this a while back just for a warm up but if it fits! might continue with some of the others to match
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jalo-parker · 1 month
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Mermits pt2
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Pt1 under the #mermits tag on my profile
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uglycarp · 2 years
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Perhaps a hermit as a mer, for the spirit of MerMay?
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Since I'm not good at design, I drew @p1neapplerum beautiful design instead
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sometimeshypnotizd · 5 months
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Day 26 of sometimeshypnotizd!
Today I drew Black-tipped shark mer Hypno! From the series of fics Mermits!
While drawing this I ended brainroting and read the entire series again! Highly recommend it!
Anyway this is @raccoontho @crazycatfics and @leopardmask-ao3 Hypno! I truly love all their works and its always a delight to read their stuff!
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crazycatfics · 1 year
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Happy Birthday to the Mermits AU
This collaboration was written for mermay last year and it remains a favorite fic of mine.
The wonderful co-writers for this fic are @leopardmask-ao3 and @raccoontho
But the AU was developed by the entire NHO so big thanks to everyone <3
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i read the mermaid fic and i love it. do you have any headcanons for shark mers?
Shark mers are generally the protectors of their school! Most mers have some natural defenses of course, but sharks tend to have a lot more... pointy bits. The serrated teeth, denticles instead of scales on their tails... and often, the intimidation factor of a shark in the water is enough to scare off minor threats, or at least give a threat pause and make time for the rest of the school to organize against it or escape. Shark mers can also taste blood in the water like their non-mer counterparts - but there's no frenzy triggered in mers. (Their pupils do still tend to dilate a little at the taste though.) Instead, over time they learn to differentiate blood that came from an external source vs. blood that came from someone in their school, and sometimes can even tell the difference between different mers' blood. This means they can find and help treat injured mers incredibly quickly, before something else can get to them.
Shark mers in an isolated school tend to wear not much - a pretty common trait among mers in general who have no contact with non-mers. Shark mers who live among humans, as Hypno does, usually favor at least two layers of clothing: a shirt with a hole in the back to accommodate the dorsal fin that appears between their shoulder blades when they shift, and that hole hidden by a coat, vest, etc.
Many, though not all, shark mers' "tell" is their shark teeth, present even in human form. Those that look like species of shark with distinctive markings, though, tend to have tells that resemble that instead. Hypno, for instance, has a dark patch on his skin around where his dorsal fin would emerge, as he's based on a blacktip shark.
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underground-monarch · 2 years
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it’s the last day of mermay, so here have some mermits :D
[individual close-up images under the cut]
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i think grian is probably my favourite one, but i also quite like impulse and scar :3
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pm13subnautica · 22 days
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Howdy
Welcome to my Subnautica side blog. I'm moving my Subnautica AUs and ideas from my main blog to here since most are being reworked and rewritten. And this post will also act as a masterpost too. Once I get stuff updated and all that lol.
So yeah, hi, it's me Puppetmaster [he/they/she] just here on another blog.
My AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/users/Puppetmaster13/works
My AUs:
Subnautical Hermits
Subnautical Hermits: Below Zero
10,000 Meters Under
10,000 Meters Under Alternate Timeline
Mermit Family (Hermitcraft Crossover)
Research Site Delta
Batfam Subnautica AU (Name will be changed)
[More to be Added]
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harley-the-pancake · 1 year
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Who needs to write fics with original concepts when you can write fics with concepts from other AUs that you enjoy
Anyways, this is a fic based on Deep Secrets from the folks over at @nonhumanhermitheadcanons (the writers being @crazycatfics , @leopardmask-ao3 , and ooFFFF who I don't know if they have a tumblr)
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manfred von karma is going to jail for hair crimes
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time-slink · 1 year
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a pretty messy but still not-late-for-my-timezone day 4 false! fell asleep at like one today and just barely woke up in time to finish this haha
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oasisofgalaxies · 2 years
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Would mermaid au hermits be called mermits
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eraserdude6226 · 2 years
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92G’s are cooks (of which my girl proudly claims to be) and if you ever had eggs cooked and trasnported to you on a truck while you were out in the field, you know exactly what this means.  
They were the original “Green eggs and ham”!!
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crazycatfics · 1 year
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Behold
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So I figured out I have enough fanfiction to make an entire alphabets worth. So I made a funny little video.
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ok, with all the weird fish stuff on the server do you guys have any ideas on what's going on?
Considering one of us got possessed by dredge for a week, we've also got our own problems over here!
But seriously, do we have any ideas? We sure do...
Beef has no idea who Big Salmon is, but they make a very compelling argument. Well, maybe more like very compelling hallucinations of fish... But who is he to refuse an offer like that? It's honest work, and taking his mind off the definitely-not-scales on his arms and chest and the surely-not-concerning bony lumps he found on his forehead yesterday.
(The scales are much more noticeable on his sleeveless colleague. Big Salmon provides all their workers with certain benefits, and it's definitely a benefit and not Beef's fault at all. He hopes.)
Pearl remembers a world that destroyed itself a thousand years ago. Her home here is not dissimilar to her home there. And the fishy features appearing from her face and body are not dissimilar to one of two sibling rulers from that world... except that these scales were that of his worst enemy, the creature that, eventually, led to total destruction. Pearl stares into a furnace, its contents already beginning to subsume her thoughts. "Salmon..." she murmurs to herself. "Why is it always fish?"
Grian and Gem brought the (curse? mutation? disease?) to Magical Mountain by accident. Pearl's gifts helped, of course, as did Scar's collection of fish heads, but none of them noticed any particular changes to themselves until the fishing started. Until Grian started wading further and further into the water, and Gem started fishing up stranger and stranger fish, clearly different but never quite off enough to throw out. Surely they'd all be fine to eat. And if everyone around the mountain is growing scales and gills, then it's probably a normal thing. Right?
xB thinks he should have been suspicious of the salmon earlier. He's seen it before: someone traveled too far upstream, without enough supplies, and returned - if they returned at all - changed to near unrecognizability, deliriously rambling about the fish they'd seen. Of course, there was no way for him to know at a glance that the salmon here were infected; he hadn't seen it happen in a long time - since a time before the ocean ruins were ruined.
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eoieopda · 1 year
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JADE, HEAR ME OUT, OKAY? NAMJOON AS A DAD. That’s it, that’s all I’ve got. I’ll see myself out.
dadjoon is his final evolution, i’m sure of it. if he can raise a jungkook, he can raise an actual baby.
also, for purely selfish reasons, i have created girl dad!joon. i can picture him exploring with a teeny tiny daughter, making sure she knows all the cool science/nature stuff that society thinks little girls can’t/shouldn’t be excited about 🫠😵‍💫🥹
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Fate was a funny thing.
For as long as you’d known him, Namjoon had always been honest that his greatest wish in life was to be a father. It shocked you back then, hearing a nineteen-year-old dreaming so openly about domesticity; especially when all his friends could focus on was how many clubs they could hit in the night ahead. But you knew it, even then, that Namjoon was a nurturer. He always was.
Although he wasn’t shy about expressing his emotions, you’d only seen him cry on a handful of occasions. One of those was when he laid eyes on the pregnancy test you held out, trembling with joy and - inwardly - a hell of a lot of panic. For the nine months that followed, people often asked what you wanted: boy or girl? With a sheepish smile, he always answered the same way - a boy, because he knew what that entailed.
Having a little girl? Well, that scared the shit out of him. That was unknown territory and if his sister taught him anything, it was that he had absolutely no idea what kind of strength and finesse it took to navigate the very unique difficulties of girlhood. He was terrified, he said, of fucking up - of making it all harder.
The next time you saw him cry was when he first laid eyes on your daughter. Watching him hold that wriggling, pink-faced angel, there’d been a knot in your stomach. You wondered to yourself if he was secretly disappointed not to have a son, even if he’d never say so. But over the past three years, he proved you wrong over and over and over again.
Fate made the right call - Namjoon was born to be a girl dad.
Sitting on your beach towel, you hugged your knees to your chest and rested your chin where they bent. It was the most at-peace you’d ever felt, lounging in that salty wind, even though the excited squealing up ahead had scared all the seagulls away.
Waddling on chunky legs next her father, Kim Yeong-Ja gripped the same hand that had crafted the braids bouncing against her shoulders. She stared up at him with palpable adoration - like her mother - and her eyes were sparkling wide with wonder - like her father. If you squinted, you could see the purple fingernail on his right index finger; the one she messily painted after barely even having to ask for his permission, receiving all the trust in the world.
“Ja, look!” Namjoon gasped as his hand dipped gently into the tide pool below. When he pulled it back out, whatever he now cupped in his hand was invisible to you. “Do you know what this is, baby?”
Yeong-Ja’s gasp was identical to her father’s. Then that little ham pulled her free hand to her cheek in surprise - another perfectly mimicked trait of his - before her tiny voice replied, “Mermit!”
His eyes crinkled above his all-consuming grin. It didn’t disappear when he bent over and kissed the top of her head, “Hermit crab! Good job, baby. You’re a genius, just like your mama.”
Your heart soared at her reaction, which was to turn and find you with her big, bright eyes and open-mouthed smile. She giggled like a fiend when you waved. You swooned.
“Show mama!” Yeong-Ja barely warned him before she took off, tugging him behind her. He swooped in and tucked her under one arm so she wouldn’t fall on the rocks but, out of respect, kept up her desired pace. Her belly laugh had become the soundtrack of the day. Like the tide below, it crashed over the sand and sprayed in every direction.
Soon enough, your two greatest loves came clambering up to you and dropped clumsily - but safely - on the other half of your towel. You could’ve sat there forever, counting their twin freckles; but there was now a very small child holding a very small crab near your face with extremely cautious hands.
There were two pairs of eager eyes blinking up at you.
“Wow, Jaja! Look at your little friend!” You gushed before pressing a kiss to her damp, chubby cheek, “Is daddy teaching you all about nature?”
There was a tiny wrinkle between two black brows. She corrected you gently, though it made your heart explode, “Mermits, mama.”
“Quite right, Ja,” Namjoon waved his hand in diplomatic agreement before resting it on the small of your back. He shot you a wink but maintained his otherwise serious expression, “Mermits, mama.”
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