#deep sea mermaid

[ronearoundblindly]

how would Steve try and describe human relationships to mermaid reader? and what would her reaction be?

also I love the fact that she has her own “room”.

Miss G?

Steve Rogers x deep sea mermaid!Reader from Sun, Salt, and Shield

Headcanon below the cut! (It got soooooo rambly, but is very cute.)

Well, only Steve calls you 'Doll,' and though Tony will not stop calling you 'Grariel,' eventually you're called 'Miss G' instead--added bonus that you roll around on your Segway with Hollywood-huge sunglasses.

'Miss G' sounds like a celebrity and fancy. You don't understand that distinction yet, but Tony and Steve like it.

Oof, does Steve know how to describe relationships to humans? He's so awkward. He would start with simple things: couples enjoy doing activities together, spending time with each other and other couples or people, often times they touch casually (tricky to explain that word in limited english), and they...kiss.

Important things Steve would mention is that your teeth are very sharp (and numerous) compared to humans. Respectfully, he teaches you to smile without opening your mouth, and does warn that, though he's a fast healer and tougher than most, he will bleed if your teeth catch any part of him ::cough::.

Tony sank a pressure chamber into the bottom of the pool, so you can sleep there comfortably. Rarely, he'll let Steve take one of the Divers and camp out on the ocean floor where you live. Sometimes that makes Steve a little sick for a day or two after, but he never mentions that to you.

This is sorta dumb, and Steve thought it was downright offensive at first, but Tony left all the pool toys in the corner of the room and slowly teaches you to play with all of them. You're quite dense, so you need like ten foam noodles to 'float' you on the surface, but it's very fun.

You find the beach ball is endlessly entertaining, mainly because you swim so fast and can hit it so hard that the ball ricochets off the ceiling like a higher level of Pong. You've popped nearly a dozen of them, but Tony just buys them in bulk.

So, back to relationship and Steve's explanation.

The most heart-warming thing Steve teaches you is the hug. So simple. So reminiscent of your first meeting. If you lay your head on his chest, your face can remain underwater to breathe and hold onto Steve indefinitely, and he's tried. The longest he's gone is five straight hours of just you two holding each other, brushing his thumb over your cheek, giving you soft back rubs, getting gentle back scratches from you, and loving every second.

Sometimes he just talks to you, even when he knows you can't understand most of the words. It's shocking how much gets across by emotion and intonation alone. You squeeze him a little tighter when he's telling you a sad story, and you rub your forehead into his sternum when he laughs at something.

Turns out, Tony used F.R.I.D.A.Y. to compile 'essential human visuals' into a slide-show, and Steve will explain pictures like prompts. That's helped a great deal because it gives him somewhere to start a conversation and lets him see how interested you are in what's happening on the screen. The light of the projector took some adjusting for your eyes, and then was too low for Steve to make out very much, so he now has his own special glasses, like Tony's, that show him an enhanced version of the slides.

Okay, okay, but I gotta say, the absolute most random and best thing ever was you trying to find Steve's room in the compound on your own. Tony gave you the room number--which you don't actually know how numbers work yet, but you go by memorizing the shapes--and then got engrossed by some other work. You hopped up onto your Segway, shades on, Atlantian breathing mask on to keep your mouth and throat in salt water, and you zoomed right through those double doors and past you 'guard.' They aren't there to keep you in, after all, but you did scare the shit out of them.

Off you fly down the main hall, back the other way, straight into the elevator, and you wait patiently, listening to horribly boring music and flicking your fin rapidly with nerves.

The buttons are confusing.

So. You press all of them.

Zippity doo-dah, round and round the halls you go, smiling (with your lips together) at the multiple people you almost run over, getting waylaid by the view of distant mountains from one window, and diligently starting to understand that the shapes Tony showed you repeat everywhere. You're looking for the correct order to them.

It takes over 45 minutes of going between 0 and 20 miles per hour to find the right combination on a little plaque, and it takes only the very tip of your nail to depress the squishy button below the plaque.

You're growing quite fond of the squishy buttons. Some of them are hard but light up. The surface is fun.

Steve is wiping white foam from a fresh shave off his jaw when the door swings open, and you do a spin on your wheels, spreading your fingers like the showy jazz-hands in one of the pictures about stage plays--musicals, they're called--better than elevators, you hope.

You get the ten cent tour of his little apartment and sit on a couch for the first time. Very exciting. Fabric is delightfully strange.

There's talk of a beach vacation, one where you and Steve might get to race along the shore, you in the surf and him on the sand.

You aren't sure whether you'll let him win or not.

[Main Masterlist; Light Masterlist; Ko-Fi]

a/n: yeah...i don't even know, gang.

#ro answers #steve rogers fanfiction #steve rogers x reader #steve rogers imagine #mermaid!reader #mermaid au #deep sea mermaid #steve rogers fluff

[yoshiyoshitaniart]

Deep Sea Mermaid

#mermaid #mermay #deep sea #deep sea mermaid

[cy-burger]

🐟Deep sea vs Coral reef🐠

#mermaid #merpeople #merperson #deep sea mermaid #reef mermaid #illustration #art #digital art #artists on tumblr #lgbtq artist #surprised with myself that i finished this within 24 hours #crazy what the end of summer does to a mf #draws

[good-morels]

I'm uh, late for mermay

#mermay #deep sea mermaid #merman #merperson #mermaid #oarfish #oarfish mermaid #digital art

[scribjellyfish]

I wanted to rework these two again :)

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[adarapaints]

Jellyfish

I never posted these separate

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[backslashwdm48]

So for once I finished an piece for mermay before the month ended! So I decided to make snatcher an eel. Greatly inspired by @bittybattybunny 's the little contractor. I recommend giving it a read!

#a hat in time #ahit #the snatcher #mermay #deep sea mermaid #eel #eel merman #my art #digital art #noodle man #ahit snatcher #snatcher #deep sea #finally done!

[theoceanacademic]

As I sit here by the rocks, looking out to the ocean, I can feel my heart like never before. It wants to go home, into the deep, into the abyss.

#oceancore #ocean academia #ocean #ocean academic #seacore #sea #poetry #into the abyss #abyss #deep sea mermaid #deep ocean #sea creatures #secrets of the sea #dark academia #academia #quotes #dark acadamia quotes #mermaid #mercore #piratecore

[ashleyrowan]

You may remember this lovely mermaid from a piece I did for Mermay. I figured I ought to share her full ref because she's absolutely gorgeous. I love mermaids who you can just tell can and will drown you.

#Mermaid #mermaid oc #mermaid art #deep sea mermaid #eel mermaid #d&d art #dnd art #dnd oc #d&d oc #oc art #dnd npc #npc art #dnd npc art #Phyta #6 Crowns Campaign #Six Crowns Campaign

[mathematicalcabbage]

More Fish

#digital art #art #deep sea mermaid #merperson #digital painting #digital drawing #anglerfish

[ronearoundblindly]

Dirty Water

Steve Rogers x deep sea mermaid!Reader

Prompt from this dirty ask game with our pairing from the Sun, Salt, and Shield series.

Summary: After a very long (but unofficial) courtship, where Steve is too shy to bring up your anatomy and his compatibility, a cultural misinterpretation quite literally sinks his resolve.

Warnings for smut (I'm gonna have to call this what it is and just say it's monster-f**king, or the one where Steeb gets maybe-CNC-boinked by a 'monster.' Sorry, babes. Ro's dipped a toe into the darkside for a smidge.) MINORS DNI. Poorly--or rather, not--edited and I have no idea the word count...

Steve swallows harshly and tries not to nervously splash his feet in the pool.

"What?" he chokes out.

He can't think of anything more articulate to say, not that it would matter when so much is lost in translation.

All you did was ask about the singing outside the doors of your 'room'--the retrofitted gym pool at the Avengers compound, the one is the basement without windows for your highly sensitive eyes--but he...could never have predicted why you were so curious.

"They're just enjoying themselves," he'd chuckled, shrugging like it was no big deal. "Do you sing?"

The look on your face, jaw slack and head tilting in contemplation, it should have warned him. You unfurled from your relaxed posture, the stance where your arms cross behind your back and fit atop the swell of your--he'd say tail, but it's more like your ass--rump, the rest of your body bent in a curve until your fin nearly touches the surface, and inched closer to his feet in the deep end.

"Yessssss," you hissed slowly through three rows of sharp teeth, crawling up his legs, out of the water, dripping over his lap as you braced large, webbed hands on either side of his hips.

Even in the very low light of damp room, he could see the lavender of your stare drop to his crotch.

"You sing too?"

Steve's an idiot. He didn't understand yet, so that dumbass actually began humming 'You Are My Sunshine' because nothing else occurred to him.

Then he noticed your tail glowing beneath the scales.

Then he realized you were pressing yourself to his legs.

Aaaand then Steve Rogers looked down your body to witness his knee disappearing in a spongy spot where the armoring swelled apart.

Oh god.

"What?" he now asks like an frightened teen seeing boobs for the first time.

"I make you sing?" Your broad green lips turn up in a smile. "Show me."

Suddenly, Steve's forgotten more english than you've learned. "Huh?"

Your flowing, textured hair, shapely even out of the water, sways when you cock your head to the side, looking through your lashes at him.

"How Stevie sing?"

He shivers for the first time in the cool water and lets an involuntary grunt leave his lips.

He's tried to stop himself from imagining your body and how it works to...ya know, and how he might...oh god, he's going to hell, but apparently, you've already been imagining that humans are either masturbating or fucking outside your door at all hours all the time--

--and oh shit, that means you sing as a part of sex.

He turns his head to the almost black ceiling and fails to think of anything else as the light from your body reflects in waves on every wall. He whimpers when he feels a ripple of muscle through the wet cotton of his jeans.

"Doll make Stevie sing?" Your voice is hoarse, and just as quickly as you say that by his throat, you flip back into the water. You can only breathe air for so long without hurting your throat and lungs.

He thinks he's off the hook, praying the tightness in his pants dissipates faster than they'll take to dry, but he lowers his head to find you peeking from the water, intent as ever on learning his ways.

He should be ashamed, so very fucking ashamed, of how badly he wants to take himself out of his pants and watch the wonder of those pretty eyes as he comes at the thought of you, but Steve's drowning in the hope that he can have you. It's been so long that he's wanted this, even in the most innocent ways.

Your final plea bubbles to the surface.

"Show?"

Steve inhales sharply, running a hand through his hair and licking his lips.

This is wrong, he thinks. You should not be doing this.

Yet he does it anyway because he wants to; he wants to so badly.

He sits up straight at the edge of the concrete, popping the button of his jeans and aches as he lowers the zipper. He can't meet your eye while he pulls out his semi-hard cock and fists it harshly.

You're so long that even looking away leaves your shimmering tail in sight, and he thinks he sees you rattle in excitement. It makes him shiver again, and the vibration shakes the moan escaping his tight chest.

Yikes, it does sound a bit like he's singing...

What the hell are you even doing?

Of course, he knows he's touching himself and he knows well enough how to do that, but he shouldn't be doing this in front of you, much less enjoying it. His blood is running so hot beneath his skin, though, the chilly pool feels soothing over his shins where he rolled up his pants (to no avail).

The heat floods his veins and mind to the point rational thought quiets, and Steve's eyes slither up your demure form.

Your eyes get wider and wider the more noise he makes, and his rampant imagination feeds off the sight of that gap in your scales visible as it undulates in the refraction beneath his feet.

He leans his head back and closes his own eyes at just the wrong moment.

Mid-whine, he misses the splashing sound that would have warned him you were coming, and instead Steve is pummeled by the end of your tail and topples into the pool, shocked and sputtering salty water until his body is pinned to the flat of the concrete wall he used to be perch on.

As he scrambles to toss his arms over the ledge, he feels claws dragging his jeans farther down his legs, and the fabric hangs like an anchor while the silky-slick webbing of your fingers glides up and down his thighs.

Then your tongue runs the length of his cock, making Steve moan embarrassingly loud and thrust his hips forward. If he weren't in the water, he'd be a puddle.

Pleasure races up and down his spine, fighting for dominance over the feeling of cold when he slips from the ledge and submerges briefly.

He barely registers the loss of your tongue and your quick lap of swimming before you're backing into him again.

It's on your ass, too, the soft entrance like you rubbed against his knee, but he could not have imagined what it could do--what you could do--how you could manipulate your muscles inside your tail.

He has no brainpower left to describe it. Steve just lets go, trusting your body to hold his weight as one hand grips the mossy softness of your waist and the other hand spreads over your lower back. Out of instinct, he tries to get leverage to push himself in and out of you, but that's useless.

There's a strong ripple of muscle that pulls him in, and in, and in, delicately tight on his sensitive cock and wide enough to slowly suck his balls into the massaging cavern.

Steve's eyes roll far into his head. He's going to pass out if this keeps up.

"Doll," he gasps, but it's too quiet in the slosh of the water. "Please, I'm--"

A clear, high note crescendos from the deep below, something disturbingly pure and paralyzing, and Steve can't move. He can only feel and experience a siren's song in action.

His body twitches violently before his cum is milked sensually, desperately, methodically from his cradled and ravaged pelvis, and never in Steve's long life has he ever been so fucking spent.

He whimpers when your cunt releases him, only faintly aware that he's propped on your back by his elbows as you swim to the shallow end and let him 'stand' on his shaky legs.

The screeching hinge of the door startles him.

"Cap," the junior agent yells over your hiss from the bright light spraying in, "everything okay? I heard..."

Yeah, I couldn't describe it either, Steve thinks.

He spits water from his mouth. "Fine," he huffs back, "we were...singing, and I fell in."

"Oh. Alright. Sorry to disturb you, Miss G." The man nods his apology at your hand-covered eyes and leaves.

Steve can't help but laugh like an insane person, laying to properly float in the water, uncaring what you're up to until he gently hits the stairs leading out of the pool.

Your head rises out of the water hopefully, and he cups your cheeks, still chuckling. He has zero words to describe...anything at the moment, but he can show you a human tradition of affection in return.

Shifting as easily as a feather in the water, he pulls you two together and sweetly presses his salmon lips to your seaweed pout, letting your long locs fall over his own shoulders.

Soon, he's gasping for air again, yet just before you dunk below the surface, you grin and coo at him.

"Stevie sings lovely."

[Main Masterlist; Dirty Asks Masterlist; Ko-Fi]

what...the hell have i done. *hits post before final two braincells protest*

@fandom-has-taken-me-hostage @leah2901 @blogbog710 @supraveng @patzammit @whiskeytangofoxtrot555 @yiiiikesmish @ashesofblackroses @jaqui-has-a-conspiracy-theory @brandycranby @buckysprettybaby @ellethespaceunicorn @late-to-the-party-81 @rogersbarber @bucky-fricking-barnes-reads @fallinallinmendes @jamneuromain

#dirty asks #ask game #sun salt and shield series #steve rogers fanfiction #steve rogers x reader #steve rogers fic #steve rogers smut #steve rogers fanfic #tw monsterfucking #deep sea mermaid #mermaid!reader #mermaid au #captain america fanfiction #captain america x reader #captain america x you #fantasy au #i do not have any idea how to properly tag this HALP

[kittrs]

Late mermay drawing for day 18! Deep sea >:) spooky little gal

#art #artist #artists on tumblr #clip studio paint #digital art #procreate #my art #original art #original character #oc #mermay #mermaid #mermay 2023 #deep sea mermaid #illustration

[artsonist-moth]

A deep sea mermaid 🧜

#drawing #digitalart #procreate #art #fanart #artist on tumblr #digital illustration #original art #mermay #mermay challenge #mermaid #holographic #deep sea #merman #mermaid drawing #deep sea mermaid #koi fish #beta fish

[resolveap]

Isiri makes a new home. Smog finds an end and a middle. Tau makes connections. Guyser rebuilds and organizes. Athenos finds new outlets. Poni undertakes adventures. Tara reconnects. Let’s talk about it with Dan and Dee.

Resolve's Socials

#podcast #talk show #ttrpg #roleplaying game #interstitial #interstitial: our hearts intertwined #juice #malboro #smog #moogle #final fantasy #isiri #mermaid #deep sea #deep sea mermaid #the abyss #void #gm #guyser #clown #imaginary friend #athenos #god #athena #wolf man #furry #tau #vocaloid #digital idol #dragon

[jinaprivat]

Another mermaid drawing that is an old oc of mine, I haven't drawn them in quite a while 🥲

They're supposed to be a deep sea glowing fish kinda like those little guys :

#mermay 2023 #mermaid drawing #merman #mermaid #deep sea mermaid #my artwork #mermay

[bloodredx]

Day 5: Choice

The Abyss shivered within, for Isiri was the Abyss and the Abyss was she. But the mind was tricky, for such beings were not made to think, at least not in the same ways that follow the limitations of neurons or brain cells. Memories of her life prior to awakening often conflated or contradicted with the things before her eyes. Cultures mixed and fused, but one thing remained clear: purpose.

The natural order of things was the ideal. Such details were a constant shifting pool of murk, secrets, and darkness, as was the nature of the Abyss. But the constant remained: it was the purpose for its existence, in this form or any other. However, the will of nature was that at times, those in nature called for it. And so here she came, though at the time she didn’t know it. But now she did, Awake and getting used to being able to exert her control over darkness and the sea, for they were her. Yet here she was; a fish and an entity who was summoned, through what methods were not quite yet known to her, to the presence of a people she never knew before yet always knew. So far from Earth and home, and yet still so bonded, woven within a tapestry of sea water, space, time, and Glass.

Isiri lowered her head watching from her tank in the Marine Biology Lab. The scientists rushed around, always busy, but at this moment even more so as the Captain had graced the halls with their presence. The energy had changed palpably, as each tried to show the best of their work to their leader. The mermaid continued her observation, not paying much attention to any of the words exchanged between the humans. In truth, the mermaid was uncharacteristically silent. No song burbled from her lips and gills, not a light from her bioluminescence sparkled across her scales. The Abyss was strong, dark and silent, working despite the stillness within this confined water.

Darkness knew darkness, this much was a universal truth. And in the eyes of the Abyss, Captain Tara resonated with itself. Pain, suffering, and perseverance were all there, as were pride, creation, and most importantly, hope. Hope for less suffering. Hope for true freedom. Hope for those who came after to not have to deal with the limitations of the present. Though she had already done so much, there was much more work to be done. The Captain was at a turning point, as was Isiri. There were many questions that remained. Extinction was the course of nature, but the Abyss had picked at Earth for so long. It couldn’t let go, not just yet. But was it right? Would direct action break the previously expended slight tweaks and suggestions made in the past? Isiri didn’t know. But she did know that the Captain was one of the reasons she was here, if not THE reason. And with her lay the solution. The darkness therein, roiling with uncertainty and hope were evident in the Captain’s eyes. Eyes that were lingering a bit too long in the direction of Isiri’s tank. Isiri met their gaze, though there was little doubt the Captain’s eyes could see her response. But she would feel it.

(OC-tober prompts by @oc-tober2023 can be found here. Captain Tara belongs to @gi-ie-ru.)

#Isiri #mermaid #deep sea mermaid #deep sea #the abyss #darkness #primordial #Captain Tara #OC: Tara 2680-B #scifi #choice #oc-tober #oc tober #oc-tober 2023 #oc #writers on tumblr #bloodredx writes #prompt