#fihh

[koihasabucket]

anybody got any fihhsonas/fish ocs out there?

this is Koi my fihhsona

[moonlitpie1]

Fih ♡

[stinkerthestingray]

Fih

[iminacrisishelp]

Im at my mom's work place and she said that I can print ANYTHING I WANT from the printer.. so im gonna print out a bunch of fihhs.. 🥰❤️‍🩹

[againcoldsight]

sometimes i just wanna be a fish

[hunterwoah]

I laauv fish jewellery

One day I will just be covered in only fish themed things

That will be the perfect outfit

[localscugeater33]

FIHH

here's the siren and fisherman designs for the FIHH AU I've got stuck in my head.

Get CW outta there.

Some lore about them!

NSH and CW met at a very young age, forming an indestructible bromance between themselves through their childhood and teenage years through moments of bad and good. Eventually, they decided to move out of the big city metro for a quieter life away from their overstimulating lives and take on fishing as a hobby whom evolved into a daily routine of sorts.

However, one stormy night after a fierce argument over who gets the last slice of pizza left in the fridge and the aforementioned pizza ending up on the floor NSH decides to go out for a short fishing trip, in just the perfect weather to catch fish. Can certainly tell who's undiagnosed here. During his trip and wrestling the winds he catches a glimpse of a pair of large creatures battling at the water's surface, one zapping the ever living life out another till one of them speeds towards his boat while the other chases behind. It claws against its edges until it gets caught in NSH's net, him successfully catching a wounded siren.

To cut it short the two managed to somehow convince CW not to spear the siren, providing it with proper shelter and food until it recovered. It's relationship with the two hooligans started out with cautious aggression then slowly worked it's way up to the siren gaining trust in them more and more, eventually it developed feelings for NSH since he was the one who separated it from the eel who attacked it during s battle for territory.

Everything was going goody mctooty untill one faithful night CW, exhausted out of his mind, finds both the siren, who's name they figured was five pebbles, pinned underneath a growling NSH, his disfigured toothy mouth open wide stinking of alcohol. As the rational person he is he left the room with a snarky remark on their position and his friend's desperation before ensuring probably the worst nightly screaming session of his life.

(EDIT: came back with inspo and lore.)

[hunterwoah]

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