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Decided to finish an old idea I had-

This is one of the blorbos I have in my head that I force to dance in my mind whenever I listen to KGLW

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Over The Deep End Chapter 3: How Slow Can You Go?

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Summary: (Surprisingly not that slow.) After a hectic first day, the group of mers have to figure out what to do with you... At least you get stuck with the least terrifying one. Just don't get stung again.

A little prolonged update.... Sweats at the almost 2 months mark...

A long treat for y'all at least! (5691 words) Hope it makes up for the wait muwah!

A moon-centric chapter if the title and summary didn't give it away hehe <3

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Weheheh I adore this psycho he needs soooo much help

Too bad no therapist could ever fix him. Baddie too lost in the sauce. (His mission)

I go crazy at the sight of him SOBBBBBBB... OFF my beloved...

Batter Sun belongs to @monsteractiasluna 's OFF au. Hehe I am telling you he has infested my brain again.

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OH!

So close to another milestone already???!!!

It felt like it was not too long ago that we had the 100 follower milestone. Hehe, looks like I need to list ideas for it again!

EDIT: IT WAS ACTUALLY HALF A YEAR AGO??? My perception of time is crazy bad

I think I got a few, definitely may reuse some old ideas from the last poll, but I think I have some new ones up in my noggin!

Thank you lovelies for the support!!! <333

I'm not the most active goober with my art account, or socials at timesss, but seeing so many of y'all stick around is so heartwarming!

MUWAHHHH for all you sillies, new and old!

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POV you get Vitrum talking about his latest projects.

...Its for you!

This was just supposed to be a glass material practice on a Moon goober... Now I adore him. Too much effort put into him to not give him a name.

@rosescarletful pspspssps forcing you to see your beloved Mr. Handsome again pspspspsps

heh >:3c

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ART OF THESE GOOBERSSSS!!!! 💥💥💥💥💥

THEMMMMM!!!!

(This was sincerely so fun thank ya Midnight :3c)

Siren's Curse (Of Bad Luck)

🐟🐟Midnight's DCA MerMay Day 13🐟🐟

this one was a treat bc i got to include pirates and i think you all know how much i enjoy pirates, also just a silly treat overall, enjoy!

Prompt: Hiiii Midnight!! :) For my request, Siren Reader trying to lure the boys to their death, but reader is really really bad at it. In their failure the three become really close. I want reader to be mad about it for a while too that they don't find them 'scary' after a while. The boys can be mers or human, does not matter.

DCFPU prompt used: Pirates

Word Count: 2214

will be posted to ao3 later this evening

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The waves around you lap lightly across your tail and against the rock upon which you sit. The moonlight above peeks through the clouds in streaks. It's serene, soothing, would lull you to sleep if you didn't know better. Because moment's like these usually don't last. 

And much to your total surprise, it doesn't. 

Out in the distance, a ship slinks across the horizon towards you. Even from here you can make out the chatter of its crew, the creaks and groans of the ship as it rocks against the waves. You sense the nervous energy which winds around each person aboard like a vice. Feel the nervous beats of their tender little hearts. Almost taste their fear. Good. As they should be. It makes things that much easier for you. 

You've got a bit of an excited thrill in you yourself. This is what you were waiting on. The night would have—admittedly—been boring without someone showing up with the hopes of trying to pass you. And some of your most fun was being able to lull them into a false sense of security before ultimately—well, you're getting ahead of yourself. 

Unable to wait, you dive down into the water below practically without a sound. You swim with ease over to the ship, popping up next to the hull. Now much closer, you can make out the distinct mutterings and mumblings of the crew. All worried about sirens and curses and more. All of it relating back to you. 

You want to give them a little scare. Really rattle them before the main event. You open your palm then drag your claws against the wooden hull, the loud, abrupt scratching sound it makes all but halts the conversation above. You muffle your own snickering. You wait a minute or so, until they've started talking just a little more again, then start to hum. 

At this, they delve into harsh whispers, someone shouts 'Siren! It's a siren!' before they're hushed. Enough's enough, you've had your fun, so you shift from humming to singing. 

You've done this so many times now it's easy, though by nature your song comes to you without effort. It rolls off your tongue as smooth as the finest of silks, soft as the breeze and gentle as the sea on a calm day. You sing with passion, you sing of desire, and you sing for those who need it. 

As you sing you slowly work your way up the side of the ship, clinging to the wood and ropes as you go. You'll try to pluck off which ones you can that are within your reach, that should give the rest enough of a hint to leave and never come back. 

You've made it up the edge, spying an entranced sailor right within your reach. You shift your song to be more directed at him, hand outstretching lovingly. You're about to take hold of him, drag him down with you—only for cold iron to be pressed to the side of your temple, followed by a click. 

You waver, startled, but still keep your song up, perhaps it's someone who's got a bit of cotton in their ears, trying to resist. No matter, they'll succumb soon enough. 

But your voice practically dies in your throat upon seeing who—or what, rather—is pointing a weapon at you.

A person who wears the clothes of a man but looks nothing like it. With skin the color of the sun and shiny metal in his exposed joints. There's no hair on his head, which is instead surrounded by large orange triangles—which are pierced with small rings, again like the rays of the sun. A hat sits upon his head, and with the rest of his dress you surmise he's likely the captain. Nothing like any captain you've ever seen.

He's not human, that's for sure. 

Nor is the other man—other... captain...?—that appears from behind him. 

You can only stare in amazement, confusion, and slight irritation at the two of them. Suddenly unable to muster your song. The remaining crew is still very much dazed, and would remain so for at least a little while. 

The one with the gun clears his throat. "Not very polite to come aboard a sailor's ship without permission, Little Fish."

You swallow, still trying to keep your words honeyed beneath your reply. 

"Not polite to point a gun at someone for doing so."

You hear a few clicks, they're coming from his head, you realize. "Trespassing."

You glance up to the black flag waving from the mast. "You're pirates."

"Even worse, then." He tsks.

"If I'm trespassing on your ship, you're trespassing in my waters."

Head tilt. "You own the sea?"

"Something like that. This bit of it anyway." You press your temple more against the gun, annoyed. 

"Perhaps you'd be interested in sharing?"

"Not really—"

The other man—who had a blue and white face with inhuman red eyes—suddenly steps forward, trying to take the pistol. "This is a waste of time, I'll handle this if you won't."

You suddenly begin singing again then, and still to your dismay there's no effect on either of them, but the others on board are still pulled under your song, and using this to your advantage are able to create a distraction that allows you to dive back down into the water below. 

When you emerge again a bit further away—and hopefully out of range—you look back to the ship, where the two from before now stand clutching the railing. 

"I'll consider this a mishap and let you live for now, but next time, don't count on being so lucky." You grin, diving under the waves though in reality, you're both frustrated and baffled. 

It must have just been a fluke. An odd happenstance. Those occur sometimes, right?

Right?

As you would come to find out, apparently that odd happenstance was a common happenstance. But one that only occured with those two in particular. 

Captain Sun and Captain Moon—as you'd come to learn—were entirely unaffected by your singing. Worryingly so. No, confoundedly annoyingly so. 

They would appear every couple of weeks, always trying to get past you and always failing. But not because they were enthralled by you, no it was only their crew that was affected by you. Which made this whole ordeal that much worse for you. You couldn't scare them off for long no matter what you did! The pirate ship continuing to blemish your waters like an ugly thorn in your side. 

But while that was utterly annoying, the part that bothered you the most specifically was that no matter how much you sang, how well you sang, or what song you used, it did absolutely nothing to them. They always told you it was because of what they were—automatons and not human beings—but you refused to accept that.

They seemed to find it amusing even, your efforts that is. Which only fueled your frustration and almost led to them succeeding one day. Too baffled and embarrassed that you practically croaked out several times before you could reorganize yourself. 

Though you admit, you think part of it may just simply be... fluster on your part. In the months since your first encounter, they've made conversation with you, starting brief, but growing longer with each passing visit. You think to them it’s almost a bit of a game. To you it’s... something else. 

The feeling's quite unfamiliar to you and you certainly don't like it. The way your heart sometimes flutters when Sun banters with you, or when Moon threatens you, no longer with the animosity he once held. How you can't seem to take your eyes off them with every added visit. Coupled with your inability to get them under your spell it all makes you angry. 

Angry at yourself, and certainly angry at them. 

Such anger simmers under the surface with this latest visit of theirs. They skip the formalities, as they have the past few times. Instead anchoring their ship further away and using a long boat to meet you in your usual spot. Just the two of them, of course. Rub it in even more that you have no effect on them. 

"Afternoon, Little Fish," Sun calls out to you as they approach. 

You spare him a brief wave, busy sharpening your claws against the rock. "Captain Sun, Captain Moon."

"Formal today aren't you?" Moon chides. "Is something the matter, Star?"

"Perhaps they're upset it's been so long since our last visit. Got bored out of their mind without us to pester them," Sun snickers. 

"The gift we have might lighten their mood then. Maybe they'll even let us pass."

"Now that's wishful thinking." 

At that they both laugh. It only serves to make your anger flare further. 

Your claws scrape against the rock, agitated, but collected. "I have no need for gifts. Nor the desire for them." You go so far as to turn away from them once they reach you, feeling hurt at the confirmation that you're just an obstacle to them. 

There's quiet behind you, only the sound of shifting mechanisms that you once found intriguing, alluring even. Now they only serve to remind you that you're no equal to them. 

The hand on your shoulder instinctively makes you want to turn and fight. The closeness unfamiliar, frightening. You resist, however, out of something called 'common courtesy' as Sun once described it. 

"Have we upset you?" Moon asks, tone now concerned. 

Another hand, this one clasping yours in your lap. "We're terribly sorry if that's the case."

This closeness, the false worry in their words, it strikes deep in your heart. Deeper than even the wound of your inability to charm them. 

"Do you know the reason why I won't allow you safe passage through here?" you ask them, soft.

Sun's chin rests on your shoulder. "Because you find it amusing?"

"Because we're pirates and you find that morally abhorrent?"

"It's because it's my home." You sigh, eyes trained on the waters in front of you. "And it's my duty to protect it for those who can't. To keep them safe. I sing for me, and my own entertainment, yes, to a point. But I also do it for them."

"Why are you telling us this?"

You turn to Moon, bitterness written across your face. "Because I'm making it clear to you that no amount of anything will get me to change my mind about letting you through. So, toy with my feelings all you like, but it won't make a lick of difference."

"Toy with your—Little Fish, is that really what you think?" Sun raises his hand from your shoulder, reaching up to turn you to face him. 

You swallow. "Of course it is. You've made it abundantly clear all you see me as is someone in your way. Not to mention how you've wounded my pride with your inhuman ability to resist my song."

"Well to our credit we're not human—" You hear metal hit metal behind you, and Sun flinches. "But that's beside the point. I apologize on both our behalves that you feel that way, Love. Because it's far from the truth I assure you."

Moon moves closer, gentle, unlike him. "We initially intended to slip by you, yes. But that was before we met you, got to know you. Began to care for you."

"Do you think if we were just using you we'd keep coming back?" Sun raises your hand to his face, pressing a kiss to it. "Do you think we'd be this close with you, so open?"

"Isn't this what normal humans or automatons do between friends?" you ask bluntly. 

They both seem to freeze for a moment, sharing a glance. Then, they start to snicker, before bursting with laughter. 

You feel your face heat up, Sun speaking to you between fits of hysterics. 

"Not-not in the slightest, Little Fish. I would never hold, kiss, or cherish someone I didn't adamantly love. I doubt Moon would either."

"I have no frame of reference, how was I supposed to know!" you bluster.

Both captains continue to laugh at your expense, while you continue to process what they've said. 

Again, your face feels warm. "So, all this time you've been... courting me? And I didn't even know?" Your hands come up to your face, groaning.

Moon snickers, arms wrapping around you. "You were too busy trying to lure us to our deaths." 

"Which, perhaps you'd have better luck with if you didn't have to contend against these." Sun reaches into his shirt and pulls out a chain with a bright green gem on the end. It reflects the light of the day intensely, so sparkly it burns. 

It takes you a moment, but then it clicks. You gape, expression souring. 

"That's cheating!" Despite the confirmation of your shared feelings just seconds ago you now have the desire to throttle the both of them.

Still, in the laughter you now share with each other, you feel a sense of peace, of completeness, that you'd never experienced before. You relish in it. 

And in getting to snatch up those pretty amulets they're wearing just to prove a point. 

Though, you've suddenly lost the voice to sing. 

What a pity.

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Thank you for the request @fishm0ther!! as i said very much had fun with it and i'm content with how it turned out ^^ thanks for reading!!

Masterlist post is here

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Art for @midnight-mourning 's 2025 Mermay collection :3c

READ MIDNIGHT'S "Siren's Curse (of Bad Luck)" NYEOWWWWWW!!!! (Click here for link)

A close-up of our lovely Captains <3

(Twas very fun to make official art for this! Very excited for the next one... :3c)

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Made a lil someone for a server event on discord :3c

Such a pensive guy... I wonder what sorts of thoughts run through his head now that he's out of the Plex?

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Enjoy a very disgruntled slimy boi...

Moon doesn't like surfacing for multiple reasons. One of them is just how heavy the slime he produces is when above water!

Don't worry, this isn't a scene for the fic -- as far as I planned at least. This is for a mermay event I'm doinggg, don't mind meee (I adore this goober so much...)

Also here's funni smol slimy boi

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Burning Celestials -- Ch.3 A Different Perspective

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Ch 1. Sun, Ch 2. Moon

WHAT THE FUCK IS A BURNING CELESTIAL??!?!?!!?!!?!?!!??!💥✨💥🦅🦅🦅✨💥💫💥💥🔥🔥🦅✨💥💥💫💥💫🦅🦅

(Might redesign him one day because I am not the biggest fan of the end product... but my ass has been sitting on this design for like 2 months and this is the MAIN REASON why I didn't post this chapter for so long e3e)

Clip.exe art and GITM belong to @/venomous-qwille

NOT TAGGING THEM BECAUSE THIS IS NOT A GITM FANFIC I JUST MADE A JOKEEEEEEEE PLEASEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE SPARE MEEEEEEE-

Legit just added the gradient, thought it looked good, and realized in horror that I subconsciously copied Clip. help me

Funni in my drafts for the next chapter to atone for my sins

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Over The Deep End CH 2: I Don't Think This is How Pampering Works

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Took a bit to post this one because life was a little busy, moving and graduating you know how it beeee hehe

In this chapter the goobers make good on their promise to take care of the reader! With... Varied levels of success.

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My dopey guy. The silly. Impulsive boyo. Goober.

Very strange introduction but... So silly... One chomp doesn't hurt... Much.

Quit overreacting sheeshhhh /j

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Over The Deep End Ch. 1: All Downhill From Here

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Happy Mermay folks! Mer AU story for you lovelies! All about my mer au fellas and the depthsss isn't that exciting? :3

Summary: You only wanted a momentary escape, it didn't matter how as long as you found a way to be free when no one was looking. But... If you were told you'd be stuck in the dark, living in a cave lacking in privacy, with a Jellyfish mer, a Shark mer, and a mer that's of a species you never even heard of, you're not too sure you would have taken that risk.

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Over The Deep End Ch. 1: All Downhill From Here

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Happy Mermay folks! Mer AU story for you lovelies! All about my mer au fellas and the depthsss isn't that exciting? :3

Summary: You only wanted a momentary escape, it didn't matter how as long as you found a way to be free when no one was looking. But... If you were told you'd be stuck in the dark, living in a cave lacking in privacy, with a Jellyfish mer, a Shark mer, and a mer that's of a species you never even heard of, you're not too sure you would have taken that risk.

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HAPPY MERMAYYY

Very grabby this one...

Tis the season, so I am sharing the sillay Threadfin Eclipse art that I made quite a bit ago and held onto justtt to jump in MerMay on day one! I'm wanting to draw all 3 of the boyos I created from here individually. Heheheee

I'm planning to release stuff all month, so I am very excited to share and very glad classes are ending so I can focus on creating :3c

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Lucky, I'm writing to tell you how much I love you and appreciate your stories and I want to tell you that I like it when you make a tense love triangle! I like it when the Sun and Moon are jealous of the reader to the fullest! Especially their human versions in the story "The Janitor's Pantry" Show it well. Hee-hee... I'm just lying here right now and thinking about how cute goobers are! ^^

Hehe! Awww shucks! You're too kind!!!

I do love me a good love triangle! So far I really only have it show up in two of my stories, but I hope to someday get a love triangle actually going in ANE. (I need to unslow the slow burn in that fic wkdjskfk NEARING 200K WORDS WITH NO SMOOCH WHAT IS THIS-)

So glad to see ya on Tumblr! Thank ya for all the love, I seriously appreciate it hehe! I feel so full whenever people get excited over my stuff 💖

Make sure you share your lovely kindness to others too, there are so many amazing writers in this fandom! :333c

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One Shot-itis - New Dawn (Human Pirate AU)

AO3 LINK HEREEEEE!

Summary:

This is a request given to me by Akarin_Batteries to make! I hope you like it, I loved writing these sillies so much that I character built too hard and wrote 7131 words of pure pirate caretakers adorableness. Sorry it took so long, but hopefully the long word count makes up for it! <3

The young princess was the nations sign, a hope for a bright future. One that has suddenly been stolen away overnight. The missing child was replaced with a ransom note.

Tags for this one-shot!:

Platonic, Fluff, Found Family, Whoa you get 2 extra dads???, She/Her y/n (The Princess), y/n is probably around the age of 7-10, The word y/n is not used, Multiple POVs, Human AU, Pirate AU, But they still got that DCA charm!!!, Soft Moon, Soft Sun, Words written wrong to imply an accent/speech pattern, Tried to avoid cursing but Moon says "Bast'rd" twice, Pirates am I right? SMH, Kidnapping, but nothing terrible beyond that happens, Mentioned/implied past abuse (Not towards y/n)