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waddlebouncefloof · 11 months
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Are you doing mermay this year?
Unfortunately, I won't be participating in Mermay this year :(
Life has been throwing a couple of hardballs recently and I don't think I'm in the mental space to participate in a writing event. Maybe next year!
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waddlebouncefloof · 1 year
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OMG. I love that flippin Story. Saw it on AO3. It's unbearably adorable.
Awww! Thank you! I’m glad you enjoyed “Little Selkie!
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waddlebouncefloof · 1 year
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don't ever put them in a situation
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waddlebouncefloof · 2 years
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What does Mia look like
Aside from being female and brown-haired, I don't have specific qualities that I assign her so the rest is up to the Reader's imagination. (Yeah, not very creative of me.)
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waddlebouncefloof · 2 years
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Not an ask but just wanted to thank you for getting me into the Leviathantale multiverse and I can't imagine it without your ideas.
Awwww, thank you! I'm so happy that this blog made more people aware of Sku's amazing Leviathantale AU! I hope you continue to enjoy the headcannons and content!
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waddlebouncefloof · 2 years
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Mermay Day 31 - Moss
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waddlebouncefloof · 2 years
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Leviathantale Mermay 2022 Day 31: Antarctica
Summary: Blank finds an abandoned laboratory in Antarctica and starts to doubt themself.
“Am I like him?”
Blank stares listlessly at the packet of lab notes in their hands. The contents arenothing short of horrifying and unethical. Not that they’re surprised at this point. They’ve already gone through piles of reports and findings. Most of them are now only fodder for the fire that Blank had started for the sake of getting rid of it all.
“Don’t even consider it,” Percy told them quietly. They reach out and pluck the file from Blank’s hands and chucks it into the fire. “It’s too dumb to even think about.”
“But Perce -
“No. There is no soul as good and kind as you. You’re curious and brilliant, yes, but you would never put that above the well-being of others. You’d never go this far.”
Blank tries to smile, but their expression quickly crumbles when they remember what they read. The discoveries are nothing short of revolutionary. But it was all at the cost of the suffering of so many. 
Worse yet, there’s something…familiar about the handwriting even though Blank swore they’ve never read something like this before. It wasn’t until they came across the file titled Project X that things became a little clearer. Cross never spoke much about their past, but he revealed enough for Blank to put the pieces together.
Which meant the scientist behind all of these atrocities was -
Well, Blank never got the name. For some reason, it was redacted on every file by ink splatters. The computers yielded only gibberish when it came to the Doctor’s name. It’s as if he was completely struck from the records and memory of the world.
Not that the text was readable in the first place. Not many people in the world are able to read in Wingdings.
Reading text in Wingding has always came to Blank so easily. It had been a talent that they prided themself for having during their years of study. But now they wonder if it’s actually a trait that they inherited from the nameless scientist with many hands. Skeleton monsters naturally read and spoke in fonts, didn’t they?
What if that isn’t the only trait they inherited from him? What if -
“Hey. Stop it.”
Percy breaks Blank out of their thoughts by grabbing their cheeks. 
“I know what you’re thinking. You’re thinking that just because you share some magic and DNA with this guy makes you just as culpable and evil, right? Well, that’s not how it works. This Dr. Whatever-His-Name-Is isn’t your dad. Your dad is a terrifying and goofy Orca Mer who loves you more than the world.”
“You’re right,” Blank tells their mate helplessly after a beat of silence. “You’re completely right. I shouldn’t be worrying about silly things like this.”
Percy squeezes their hand again. Their matching rings glitter in the firelight. “Good. I’m glad you’re finally seeing sense. Now, let’s finish burning the last of those papers and leave. TK’s waiting for us, you know.”
Blank nods and tosses the files marked Project 13-L00PR and Project FATAL into the fire. Behind them, the lab burns. Hopefully, after the fires go out, the elements would take the rest of the terrible place. 
Unbeknownst to Blank and Percy, two somethings within the bowels of the lab stirs and wakes from their long slumber. 
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Fatal and Blooper (Blueberror) are also in this AU! They managed to survive only because they were frozen to be studied at a later date. The only reason why they managed to survive was because XGaster did things to them to make them resilient. Unfortunately, as a side effect, the pair are…not completely sane. 
Fatal is a Yellow Lipped Krait and Blooper is a Yellow Belly Sea Snake. They’re technically more Naga than Mer, but they’re able to survive in the ocean long enough to be considered mers so….honorary mers? The pair are also extremely venomous, not that it would permanently harm Leviathans. 
Fatal and Blooper: *exists*
Reaper: Well, I was thinking that I was a few glitchy husbands short.
Geno: REAPER-!
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waddlebouncefloof · 2 years
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Mermay Day 30 - Aquarium
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waddlebouncefloof · 2 years
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Leviathantale Mermay 2022 Day 30: Aquarium
Summary: A Leviathantale Bitty AU where all mer (including the Leviathans) are bitties.
As a selkie who lived most of his life away from society, the concept of ‘bitties’ had always baffled Geno. Small enough to be pets, but intelligent enough to be more than that. Still, despite their ability to think and feel, many landwalkers treated bitties like novelty toys to use and abuse. Landwalkers were always so strange and cruel with their creations and discoveries. It’s the main reason why selkie-kind was so strict in hiding their true identities. 
It just seemed cruel to buy and own another intelligent being for the sake of amusement. The thought left a sour taste in his nonexistent tongue every time he thought it.
Still, despite his reservations against “owning” bitties, Geno could never deny Blank. Especially when they came to him with the saddest look in their eyes and a horribly shaken and traumatized bitty in their favorite plastic bucket that they always carried around. Apparently, despite being an expensive kind of bitty, Cross had been deemed ‘defective’ and was close to being euthanized before Blank pitter-pattered into the store. The shopkeeper, who has a soft-spot for the child, decided to give Cross to Blank as a ‘gift’. 
“Bwank luv Cwoss,” Geno’s pup pleaded from the get-go. ‘Oh no, they already named him,’ was Geno’s first coherent thought. “Keep Cwoss, Mama? Pwease?”
Geno crumbled, of course. Between him and Blue, Geno always was weaker when it came to Blank’s watery eyes. It was only by the grace of his friend that Blank didn’t end up being spoiled rotten.
It became very clear that Cross and Blank were inseparable. The Thresher shark bitty completely adored Geno’s pup and became their unofficial protector and full-time playmate. He even joined them in bathtime.
Geno had to admit that he became fond of Cross. Fond enough that he purchased an expensive fish tank for him to stretch his fins and have a space of his own. It was large enough to fit many bitties, so Cross had all the space he needed.
Of course, Blue took this as an invitation to get bitties of his own. Soon enough, Ink and Error came into their lives, making their home louder and more chaotic. But they loved Blue and Blank deeply, so Geno tolerated their bickering and messes.
Then Kelp, bless his kind soul, had the bright idea to start bringing in rescues. 
Nightmare, Dream, Horror, Dust, and Killer certainly made things more exciting for Cross. He took to them after his initial weariness. As much as Blank brightened up his life, his new Shiver was exactly what he needed. 
When Stretch brought Sans and Papyrus, who were big enough to need tanks of their own, Geno put his foot down. No more bitties.
…Only to make an exception when he met Reaper. 
The orca bitty had been stuck in a too-small goldfish bowl in a corner of a pet shop in the mainland. Geno had traveled there for an errand and caught sight of the depressed bitty. His poor fin drooped as he stared through the glass with an empty gaze. Geno bought him then and there and brought him back home.
Now, Reaper is a completely different bitty. He’s energetic and a little dopey, always trying to grab Geno’s attention. He’s touchy too. Whenever Geno comes close Reaper always grabs at his hands for a cuddle. 
It’s clear to everyone and Geno that Reaper is completely and utterly besotted.
Geno’s quiet family of three has grown within a blink of an eye and he can’t find it in himself to be annoyed by that. 
“Good morning, beautiful,” Reaper sings from the opening of the tank as Geno made his way to the kitchen for some coffee. Shameless as ever, Reaper rattles off his mating song in an effort to woo Geno as he does every morning. At this point, it’s part of the routine. Still, Geno flushes behind his mug at the attention as Killer and Dust snickers amongst the plastic plants at his plight.
Blank wakes up not too long after. Carefully, they move the bitties to a tank settled in a wagon for their daily walk through the town. Today, they’re going to the beach area so the bitties can look at the ocean up close.
“Be careful,” Geno cautions them as he helps them wheel the wagon through the front door, “you know that bitties can’t touch saltwater. It’ll hurt them.” And kill them, but Blank doesn’t need to know that part. “Remember, come back home before lunch.”
“Okie, Mama,” Blank chirps.
“Don’t worry, Gen. We’ll keep an eye on them,” Reaper assures him with a soft look in his eyelights. “It’s only a trip to the beach. What’s the worst thing that can happen?”
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And then later, a series of events causes the bitties to somehow wind up in saltwater and turn into full-sized mers, revealing the secret that all aquatic bitties are actually mers turned smol by evil science. 
Geno = That one parent who claims they don’t want a pet but ends up doting on the pet
Geno with Bitty!Reaper flirting: (rolls eyes)
Geno with Grown!Reaper flirting: (sweats)
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waddlebouncefloof · 2 years
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Mermay Day 29 - Seaweed
Based on the recent chapter by @centuryberry
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Leviathantale Mermay 2022 Day 29: Seaweed
Summary: The nest needs to be perfect, Cross thinks.
Cross obsessively rearranges his nest for the thousandth time. Every time, there’s always something off, something imperfect to the structure and appearance of the pile of seaweed. It has to be perfect. 
In the end, Cross gives up and takes a break. He curls around the nest and admires it.
At the center of it all, four perfect eggs sit with precious treasures lying inside. With a leap of joy, Cross watches as his pups wiggle and swim in their sleep. This has to mean that they will be healthy and strong, right? A part of himself preens at the idea of his pups being so prodigious. Another part of himself feels fearful that he wouldn’t be able to keep his eyes on them properly after they hatch. 
But he has to. He must.
Cross’ little darlings will never have to go through Cross’ torture and lonliness. They will be loved and protected.
Cross tenses when he senses a presence swimming near him and his eggs. He bares his teeth at the intruder, snarling and whipping his tail threateningly.
“There he goes again,” Cross distantly hears someone sigh. It sounds familiar. He feels a brief flutter of fondness in his chest before it’s swallowed by his instinct to protect his eggs from all outside harm. He snarls again. 
A deeper voice then rumbles in dissatisfaction. “Hasn’t eaten in days either. Gotta get the food to him.”
“Criss-cross~! Can’t you let us get a little close without biting our heads off? You need to eat!” A loud, annoying voice wheedles. “And maybe let us see the lil’ tykes? We’ve been waiting forever - hey! Don’t hit me when I know you want to see the kiddos too!”
Familiar. Every one of them sounds so familiar. A part of Cross wants to let them close and cuddle with them. But they’re also intruders who might take his eggs and hurt them.
“Let me try.”
…?
Another familiar voice. But also…different? Cross continues to growl as the new presence swims closer. He prepares to lunge at them before he’s stopped by the sight of Blank.
They smile at him. “Hi, Cross.”
Cross then bolts towards them. He completely ignores the cries of alarm from the background as he wrestles his little sibling down so he could properly groom them. No matter how big they are, Blank will always be a pup.
“You know…this is a bit nostalgic,” Blank comments, allowing Cross to fuss over them as he herded them to the nest as if they were a misbehaving pup. “You haven’t hovered over me like this ever since high school.”
When Cross leads them to the nest, they regard the eggs with an expression of awe.
“Oh, Cross. They look beautiful,” they whisper as if anything louder than that would pop the fragile eggs. “Congratulations.”
Eventually, Cross breaks the spell by pushing them near the nest and sitting on them. He needs to protect the pup too, of course. As Blank struggles and whines under him, Cross happily enjoys the food that they brought.
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Cross @ Adult!Blank: Baby
Cross @ his Shiver: Evil
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waddlebouncefloof · 2 years
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Mermay Day 28 - Bubbles
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waddlebouncefloof · 2 years
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Leviathantale Mermay 2022 Day 28: Bubbles
Summary: Blank is sinking into the abyss with no escape in sight.
Blank is sinking.
The ocean is a beautiful and silent. As Blank sinks deeper and deeper into its depths, the light above them grows dimmer and dimmer. Sticky fingers grasp their legs and their feet, preventing them from kicking their way back to the Surface for air - not that it stopped them from struggling at first. But now? Now, Blank is tired. Bubbles escaped from their mouth as they’re tugged down, down, down to never see the sunlight again.
And then, Blank breaks the moment to giggle when one of the tiny fingers brush against the heel of their foot. 
“No, no! No laughing!” Marigold scolds with an adorable pout on her face. Many other tiny voices voice their agreement. “Dun ruin game, Bwank!”
“Okay, okay, sorry for ruining the game. We’ll try it again,” Blank tells them indulgently. “I’ll even struggle more this time.”
Ever since Kelp transformed into a kelpie, he’d had urges to grab and drag others down into the depths. He had been so terribly embarrassed when he did it the first time and did his best to get his new instincts under control. His pups did not have the same restraint. Thankfully, with Nightmare making sure that they didn’t wander too close to the shallows where there are many landdwellers to drag down and drown, the pups can’t do too much damage.
Still, instincts are instincts. So, the Shiver and Blank agreed to turn their instincts into a fun game. The children enjoyed tugging each other down. They enjoyed it even more when the adults let them do it to them too.
“You kids bothering Blank again?” Horror rumbles with amusement. The pups all zero in on him. 
“Your turn! Your turn!” The children all cry out as they swarm their Papa. “We gotchu!”
“Oh nooooo,” Horror says with a smile as he’s dragged down. “I’ve been captured. I’m sinking. Oh noooooo.”
Later, Dust and Killer would have their turns. The pups have yet to successfully drag Nightmare down, but they are determined enough to try until they’re successful. One day.
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Kelpie babies: uwu Also Kelpie babies: We drown people for fun :)
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waddlebouncefloof · 2 years
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Mermay Day 27 - Pirate
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waddlebouncefloof · 2 years
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Leviathantale Mermay 2022 Day 27: Pirate
Summary: Edge's terrible, horrible, no good, very bad vacation. Featuring: Red and his shenanigans
Edge was not a happy monster. 
What was supposed to be an educational and fun trip with his friends became an absolute nightmare. Pirates - Pirates, of all types of people to ruin a perfectly pleasant outing - hijacked their boat and took everyone hostage. They all tried to fight back, of course, but the pirates came prepared and subdued all of them with magic dampening devices. 
Red had fought the hardest. And for that, he had been thrown overboard. 
Edge nearly followed after him in his grief, only to be stopped by Stretch and Papyrus. And then Sans turned into a giant turtle and crushed the entire crew (and their boat, but that last part wasn’t as important as Sans turning into a giant turtle).
It was only then when Edge discovered that he had been utterly duped and lied to for the entirety of their friendship. Mers, selkies, Leviathans - and no one told him?! For years?! The audacity of them all. Such betrayal. 
Of course, the news that Red wasn’t, in fact, monster dust eased the sting of betrayal. The problem was: Red was nowhere to be found. Worse yet, the pirates had friends. And those friends were angry.
For the next two weeks, Edge and the others slowly but surely took down a sea-based crime syndicate and saved thousands of marine life, which included merkind. 
Only for Red to show up at the last moment. 
“‘Sup assholes,” Edge’s brother sneered down at the downed pirates, looking healthy and whole.
“RED! You lazy fool! What took you so long?” Edge scolded. He would vehemently deny how his sockets welled up with tears at the sight of his older brother. 
“Heh, seems like you got a lil’ busy there, bud,” Sans pointed out knowingly, looking at Red’s abdomen. It was rounder than usual. Since Red’s tattered shirt was hitched up, Edge could see that his brother’s ecto was summoned and -
“Are those eggs?” Edge squawked, completely scandalized. “Did you forget to use protection, brother?!”
At that, Red flushed.
“That’s not how it works! And you know it, boss!”
“Do I, Red? Do I really? Because it looks like you’re carrying my niblings. And before introducing me to your datemates too! For shame, Red! How can you be so irresponsible?”
“Can we please focus on beating up the pirates and talking about this later?” Red pleaded.
Edge relented. “Fine. But you’re explaining everything when we’re done AND you will introduce me to the other parent.”
“Other parents.”
“There’s TWO of them?!”
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Edge: Are ALL my friends a mer now?! Is that how it is?!
Red: I’m not a mer.
Edge: You don’t count, brother. You’re filled with mer eggs, so that makes you 50% mer by default.
Red: I don’t think that’s -
Edge: Shut up.
Red: I’m back.
Edge, tearing up: You’re late!
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Leviathantale Mermay 2022 Day 26: Siren
Summary: Never in Dance's life did he ever think that he'd fall for a landdweller. But then Lust brought one back home.
Never in his life had Dance ever expected to fall for a landdweller. At least, not until his beautiful mate dragged one back home. And even then, he hadn’t been impressed by the roguish monster - savior or no. The landdweller - Red - was loud and brash. He was ignorant of the ways of merkind and shocked by Dance’s intelligence. Worse yet, the landdweller was dead weight - even more so since he was injured. His only saving grace was that - somehow - Red could breathe underwater. Still, a life debt is a life debt and Lust would be upset if Dance kicked Red out to the mercies of the ocean.
The first week together was horrible. At the best of days, Dance tolerated the landdweller’s presence. At the worst, they were constantly at each other’s metaphorical throats. The only thing that they had in common was how much they adored Lust. 
But then…something gave and they finally saw eye-to-eye. To this day, Dance still can’t put his finger on what it was. Either way, the animosity between them broke and they started to build a positive relationship with each other.
As much as it smarted his pride to acknowledge it, Dance quickly saw why Lust fell head-over-fins for Red. Yes, the monster was brash and rude at times, but he was also honorable and loyal. His compassion for merkind even before he realized their higher intelligence was admirable. 
Yes, it’s easy to fall for Red.
While Dance would usually stew in denial about his feelings until it was time for Red to return to his own kind, Dance’s upcoming heat made it…difficult. In the end, he decided that properly courting Red before the season completely took his senses was the least humiliating direction to go. At worst, Lust’s landdweller would awkwardly but not unkindly reject him and he’d have Lust to lick his wounds and ease his broken heart.
And so, Dance brought Red out to the most beautiful area near their home and courted him. He swam circles around the landdweller, dancing for Red with all his soul. He crooned melodies and left tentative yet heated touches. 
When Red didn’t reject him, his soul soared. Instead, he grabbed him and took Dance’s breath away with a burning kiss. It was the consuming type that Dance had jealously witnessed him exchanging with Lust from time to time.
“Beautiful,” Red called him and in that moment, Dance decided that he wasn’t going to let the landdweller leave them. Ever. 
As if summoned by Dance’s possessive thoughts, Lust revealed himself and wrapped his arms around Red. He flashed his colorful fins and nuzzled the landdweller’s neck. Between both of their affections, Red was helpless.
“Be ours,” Dance pleaded earnestly. “Spend the season with us.”
At the dazed yet dopey expression on Red’s face, Dance knew that answer was “yes”.
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Red & Dance: (Doing their little Enemies to Lovers dance around each other)
Lust: (Squealing and watching every moment like it’s his favorite drama series) Omg my OTP!
Dance: There are the three F’s in survival. Since I’m not the kind of mershark to flee and I’m not allowed to fight the landdweller, I guess we’re going to have to fu-
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