#mermaid boyfriend

[cheesy-cryptid]

Late to mermay again 🤭

[lacocoloca25]

Merman Rob x Mermaid Scarlett swimming together 🧜‍♂️❤️🧜‍♀️💕

Drawing made in May 2022.

💀💀 ♥♥♥

[specshroom]

One thing I love about the Monster x Human dynamic is the possible misunderstandings that come with being separate species.

The possible cultural differences. The awkwardness. Language barriers. Anatomy differences. Maybe they mistake a platonic gesture as romantic or you mistake a romantic gesture from them as platonic.

Maybe you accidentally touch a merperson's gills and they immediately shy away at the unexpected touch. You freak out and apologise because you think you've hurt them while they try and hide their obvious arousal at the intimate touch.

Or an alien whose skin colour changes with their mood. You notice they're always a more reddish colour when near you. When you ask them about it they get even redder and try to make something up while their friends watch and snicker cus they know exactly what that colour means.

You playfully bite your werewolf partner while cuddling and they let out a very erotic groan. Now they have to try and explain to you what marking is to werewolves while also being very horny and embarrassed.

[terato-is-life]

For a few of us, monsterfucking is never about kinking over some creature having you in all the ways possible.

It is about letting yourself being vulnerable and fragile and emotional with someone that's supposed to hurt and kill you, but instead just worships you and cares about you for being just like them:

Being shamed over the looks you've never asked for, but having the heart and sould only a few could understand.

Monsterfucking/Exophilia etc isn't just about an unusual kink.

It is OUR way of telling Beauty and the Beast, because we can see the good in them, because we all wanted for them to see the good in ours.

[werecreature-addicted]

i cannot handle a poly relationship for the life of me in reality but fictionally…

poly monster relationship with a human, just a single person with like a minimum of four (4) monster partners who people think are in charge due to being big and scary, but are so devoted to their human and basically worship them

even in bed when they take turn destroying their holes, having two inside of them while one destroys their mouth (or having more then one at once inside), wearing them down to a boneless pile of sweaty meat and fluids and they lose the ability to walk or talk and they get pumped full over and over and over, knowing their partners won’t stop until they are satisfied

then going back to pampering the human with aftercare and cuddles once they finished

I feel the same way. in real life? not for me. but the idea of having 4-6 monster lovers that all share you. I really like the idea of them all being different monsters too.

A mermaid/ siren whom you have a sort of long-distance relationship with, only being able to see you when you have enough vacation time to make it out to the beach, otherwise you mostly only get to talk to her with a magic shell she gave you that acts like a phone.

Two or three werewolves that run in a pack close to your home and all fight each other to impress you, whether with feet of strength or with enjoyable dates. You hardly get individual time with any one werewolf. The other werewolf/wolves are too jealous to leave you alone for long, and their pack mates are like family. it's not third-wheeling if everyone's having fun.

A vampire who takes up your nights, he likes Urban exploring, he takes you to older run-down buildings, long since abandoned. If he knows, he'll tell you what these places used to be, and any memories he might have there. He's a bit of a romantic and spends the daytime writing you poems and sending old-fashioned love letters. He scents the paper and everything.

Last but certainly not least, a nature spirit who lives in your backyard keeping up a lovely garden. Even if you never asked them to. Fruits and vegetables never seem to go bad when they're nearby, and they enjoy cooking with you. Telling you which spices would go best with your meal off the top of their head. they also have tentacle-like vines that they can bend to their will.

All of these monsters would like to be your one and only, but they're satisfied with whatever time they get. And of course, fucking you braindead every chance they get. Mermaid girlfriend who can go down on you for hours, hell she doesn't need to come up for air. Werewolf gang bang! WEREWOLF GANG BANG! Vampire fucking you in an abandoned hospital making you scream until the locals are spreading ghost stories. and a Nature fairy using vines and plants to make you cum until you pass out in a soft bed of grass. all of these options are right at your fingertips, all you have to do is ask.

[ilustrariane]

Follow me on my new/old reactivated instagram--- HERE -----, please? i decided to give up trying to un ban my newest one, so please, if you want to see more non Atnomen related art, other monsters and maybe some photos, follow me there!

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Ps: art featuring "Silence of Sound" - the art that got me banned from instagram LOL (maybe it was the female presenting NIp ples?)

[queenie-the-court-jester]

hiii!! still getting used to messaging bloggers, so i apologize if i seem rude 😭😭 im a lil shy…

just wanted to say i LOVE your writing and each of your yanderes! im literally obsessed each time you post and love each one of your OCs. 🥺🥺🫶 the amount of depth of details you put into them blows me away!! \(^ヮ^)/ you are one of my absolute fav blogs and for once a blogger that doesn’t make me feel uncomfortable to contact ❤️❤️

i hope you don’t mind me asking for more content of the farm fics!! i would love to see more big daddy and mrs béne, or the koi quintuplets! maybe how they would be if reader fell in love with them or confessed to them? feel free to ignore or take your time; personal matters come first!! ♡

can i be 🍧 anon?

Even sweeter than honey

a/n: awww shucks.. you got me blushing up a storm 🍧😊 also I'm guessing you already know how horny I make my ocs, so this'll be no excuse 😭🌺

Tw: none I think, just pure fluff and horny idiots

tancho: he would want to belly flop with joy! When you finally say yes to his insistent need to mate with you, he'll nearly faint from all the blood pumping into his nerves. Expect lots of nosebleeds during the consummation

kiko: she's the more quiet one out of the five, giving you a happy smile and leading you a bit far away from the little dock. Where you can both mate peacefully with no surprise guests p.s. it doesn't work

hime: her little fin ears start wiggling with joy as she drags you into water, holding you and making you float along with her as she smothers you with her love. Making Happy clicking sounds, she splashes any of her siblings that get too close

Tsu: they clap their hands in joy and sit themselves up on the little dock next to you. Copying what they saw the other land dwellers do. Holding your hand, kissing your lips, and they may or may not do it Infront of their siblings. Giving the 4 a shit eating grin as they claim you

Koromo: who let this horny bastard out of the underwater cave. As soon as you agree he's dragging you into the water and into their cave. Already tugging off your clothes and ravaging your neck with kisses. Impatient to get you nice and full with his eggs

Mr's bené and big daddy: they're elated! Mr's bené Dragging you to the barn with big daddy close behind. If you're afab, she'll hold you close with your back pressing against her lactating tits, all while big daddy pounds into you. If you're amab, surely you can wait 3 more months until the baby is born? Meanwhile,you can get a head start with big daddy

[marsberryart]

mermaid au part 2: Sirius 🌊🖤

she found a fork!!

and then some more sketches bc I apparently came up with a whole storyline for this au so

[ash-rigby]

merperson losing an argument with their human partner: well...I guess I have no leg to stand on here... their partner:

[yearningaces]

M!mermaid + date for the prompt

Fischer was being surprisingly creative.

The merfolk had been waiting for you in the water on the far side of the small island all day, and when you'd finally arrived he'd jumped from the water, landing back with a splash to get your attention, watching you paddle your kayak out to where he was.

Eventually the orca merfolk got tired of waiting and as soon as you were close enough he dipped below the frozen waves, swimming under your kayak with care so his large tail didn't accidentally tip you into the artic waters. He knew he was comfortable in the cold, you weren't. But what he could do was pop out of the water behind the brightly colored kayak, place both black and white webbed hands along the sides of the kayak, and with a fanged grin he took off, pushing the kayak as well as you with far too much ease, guiding the boat out further and further to sea with intentions that had you fumbling to guess. He'd never been this excited for your company before. But eventually you saw something, as he'd circled around the far side of the snow covered island, there was a small hole in the stone cliff you were being brought to.

You had to duck your head briefly as Fischer slowed his movements for you to do so, more carefully pushing your small kayak into the cave filled with water and-

"How did you find this place?" You question with your breath caught in your throat.

"Do you like it?" He questions in response, holding the kayak in the water so you could get out and walk up onto the solid stone ledge he'd guided you towards.

"Fischer-" Your voice falls flat as you look around, the ceiling, the walls, covered in gemstones of varying colors. It couldn't have been naturally made or man made at that. The sun outside reflected off the water just enough to make the hundreds of crystals shine brightly.

All the while, Fischer leaned his upper body against the rock ledge, watching you with an enamored expression. "I brought firewood here weeks ago, it should still be dry in the corner if you wanna make a fire. I can hunt down something for us to eat and we can have a proper date here if you'd like?"

"yeah... Yeah I'd like that." You respond slowly, seeing how far he'd gone to try and set up somewhere you could have a date together comfortably despite the many differences between the both of you.

How sweet.

[vezimira]

also happy mermay

[kana7o]

Sketch comm for J! What just washed up on the beach 😳

[ataurusinabookshop]

Mermaid book recommendations

[heartfullofleeches]

Could I request yandere merman x pirate captain reader?

Word count: 1.7k

Warning: body horror, gore

(An: more of a siren, but here you go)

You were born on the high seas; leadership and a love for the big blue coming natural with heritage your family fostered. Before you could even write, you had been giving orders to your fellow mates and winning their loyalty over the passing years; which is why when the previous captain met his demise you were the first one for the chair. Not long has passed since you came into power, but the ship had been running just as smooth if not better than before. It was as if the heart of the ocean lied in your hands; leading you to victory and prosperity for as long as you sailed its waves.

You were in your quarters when you first heard it – the alarmed queries of your crew. The morning sun had just woken and you along with it; groggy, yet curious as to what had them startled as such an over. You dress and leave the confines, the salty sea air whipping in your face. About a dozen of your men were crowded around something they had fished out of the water; confused mutterings still fresh in conversation. You head over; steps heavy on creaking floor boards and curiosity now raised. At any other time, their attention would be on you as their opposing captain, but your presence went unknown due to the oddity before them. You still couldn’t see what they were looking at, but your ears pick up on their rambling.

“What is it? It looks like a man, but…”

“Should we kill it?”

“How much do you think we could sell it for?”

“What’s going on here?” You ask, voiced raised over the commotion. Their focus finally falls on you, fear present in few eyes.

“C-captain..” One sheepishly remarks. “We didn’t mean to wake you. We saw a figure in the water, and thought it was someone drowning, but we pulled out.. that instead.”

The others move back for you to see. Tangled in a net was a man, or the top half of one at least. His skin was tinted blue, eyes like milky pearls. Scales ran down his arms and the sides of his face; fins poking from the locks of his hair and gills engraved in his neck and abdomen. His fingers were webbed; pointed nails at each end that dug into the floors of your ship – blood splattered over the claws. A fish's tail wrapped beneath him, attached to him by the waist and decorated with blueish green scales. He hisses as you stare, thin teeth exposed in defense.

“What in God’s name…”

“We haven’t got any idea either. Scratched up Peter real good when he got too close.”

You examine him longer. His tail was tangled in the net pretty well – most likely due to a struggle. You take a cautious step forward. He hisses louder, fins raised; yet he cowards against the wall of the boat. You realized what was going on by this point, holding your hand out to the crowd. 

“Someone give me a knife.”

The handle of a blade meets your hand, metal pointed downwards as you ease closer. You raise both hands in peace as you kneel to the floor.

“Easy. I’m not going to hurt you.”

He just watches you, hisses turning to small clicks as his eyes lock to you. They rise in pitch once more as you grip the net, but he remains still as you cut the net off his tail. Your hands gently grasps the side of it as you cut upwards. The scales are smooth yet detailed, like fall stones. The sunlight reflects off them, mesmerizing you with their warm glow. The sun catches in the once along his face as well. You don’t remember when your eyes met, nor how long you both looked at each other.  Everything’s a blur as his hands latch onto you, his lips on yours. They separate as his mouth opens, something small traveling down your throat as he holds you still. You give no resistance, limbs slack throughout it all. He eyes train on you as if waiting for something to happen. 

When nothing does, he smiles.

I finally found you..

“Captain!”

Your thrown onto your back, hands on your shoulders in support. Two familiar faces stand over you, muffled in their shouts of worry. The world eventually stops spinning, your composure returning as your ears stop ringing. You look over to where the creature rested, lurching over the side of ship; aggressive as before. His expression falters as he looks over to you – a final glance before he’s gone. You stand up with the help of your crew members, rubbing your neck.

“Are you alright?” 

“Y-yes I think so… We better get a move on the day. “

-

Noon rolls around and the day with it in full speed. You were heading to the closet land to stock up on supplies and deal with trades. You went a little off course to avoid trouble with others, but stayed close enough to where you thought you’d fly without danger. You heard whispers around the deck of the morning’s ordeal to those who missed it, paying little mind. It would be an interesting tale to tell someday – if anyone were to believe, but for now you wanted it to be the last thing you thought about. 

A storm rolls over the sky as time creeps on, tides rising as it kicks in. Thunder clashes within the darkening closers, your ship rocking through the waves. You weren’t far off the coast and had experience with storms in the past, expecting to riding it through as you had before and be on easy sailings to your destination. However, as your crew began to batten down the hatches and stow away loose goods, abnormalities sept through the cracks of your smooth operation. 

A hum was carried on the raging wind, clear through the roars of the natural disaster you found yourself in. It rose in volume gradually, becoming a sound without chorus at peak. It resonated in your head, but did little other than annoy you – your mates under a completely different effect. Many had dropped the boxes they held; some with a stronger will trying to keep others from jumping overboard. The ship drifted to one side, not by the force of nature, but an influence hand. As you slide into the wall, leaning over the side and to the seafloor below, you swore you saw a figure in the water. Multiple – to be more precise. 

Pearls lost in the waves glimmer in your direction.

You race up to the wheel, shouting in the helmsman‘s ear to turn around, but he pays no heed. You try to pry the wheel from his hands but he give resistance, you having to resort to push him over to get him off. You steady the wheel, panic in full force at the sight before you. Jagged rocks rose from the earth’s surface like a shark's teeth ready to chow down on the nearest fish. Land stood in the distance, a small island no bigger than a village. There wasn’t such a place anywhere close to where you should have been on your map. Just how long had you been off track? You look for the navigator, but he’s gone too. Before you can think of another plan of action, the first row of rocks meets the bottom of your ship, force blowing you off balance. 

You struggle to keep hold of the wheel, but it takes another hit your fingers slip. Your body slides down the floor planks, ship tilted further to the side from the damage throwing it off balance. The last thing you hear is the song's end as you fall overboard. 

-

My love.. My love.

The pain is dull; fading. Your vision blurs as you open your eyes, sun blocked out by a shadow looming above. 

My love.

Seagulls cry. The sound of flesh tearing from bone fresh in the air, the stench of decay even worse. You look down at your body, broken wooden supporting your right leg, held place by a white fabric dyed red. You shoot up, arms around your torso keeping you from going far. A voice cries out in joy above. 

“My love! You’re finally awake. I was so worried about you.”

You’re pulled to a slimy chest, heart hammering in its cage. You pull away, met with the love-struck face of the creature you saved early on. 

“What.. happened?”

“Your shipped crashed and so I saved you. Is your leg okay? I fed you another one of my scales so it should be feeling better now. Do you need another? You may devour them all if you need.” 

“Scales? What are you talking about?”

He grins somewhat bashfully. “The scales of my kind are said to have heal properties and bestow luck on whoever eats them, but the power was yours. Our ancestors laid a curse on them, so that the unworthy meet a cruel fate, or so legend says. Now, we only give them to those we see fit as mates. When we met earlier I gave you one. There was something about you made me realize how special you were.” 

He giggles. “Romantic, yes?”

“I need to get out of here…” You turn around, pushing against the sand to stand up; the sight before you causing your stomach to churn. A majority of your men laid on the beach’s shore, bones picked clean in some areas and left rotting in others. The water splashes behind you, one of the creatures having just reached its fill and leaving its remains aside. As it couldn’t get worse, the closest corpse to you had met a different end. Scales grew unnaturally over his body, jutting out of his open mouth and from behind his eye sockets. His hand was reaching to where your body once rested, his final act being looking for his captain’s safety. You shivered at the color of the scales, bloodied blues and greens that stole the sun. 

“That’s what happens when you aren’t a match.” The merman whispers, arms draped over your shoulder. Though that is what he claims, his voice darkens; disgust hidden on his face that was now pressed against your neck. He coos in delight. 

“You don’t need to worry about a thing now, my love. This may be our feeding grounds, but I can make it a home for you. I’ll never let anyone else near you. Human or otherwise.”

[claranoctis]

Night comes to the camp.

Azul tries to be polite... in the way he understands what “polite” may be in this situation.

[werecreature-addicted]

Okay but Siren boyfriend who consensually hypnotizes you to have his way when your being a brat…

Love this blog, My Girlfriend showed it to me

hehehe I'm glad you enjoy it :3

Siren lover who sings so sweetly. mostly just for you to enjoy the sound of his voice, maybe to help you sleep if you've been having a rough night. But sometimes... He sings to make you do things for him.

you feel... foggy when he starts singing. almost like an out of body experience. watching yourself move forward as he commands it. Like your body is just a vessel to help manifest his pleasure. nothing more.

It's nice. being able to let your mind float off while he fucks you, uses your body and mind like a plaything. All it takes is a song and you'll cum so hard you see stars.

If you try to tease him or act out- a simple melody has you on your knees chocking on his tentacle like dick as he pumps his cum down your throat.

If you really want to play with him invest in a gag.