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illmetbymoonlight · 2 years ago

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Mermay Mermaid AU | Part One [ May 2022 ]

Characters | Lilith "Nightbird" Nightingale (oc), Sam "Zero" Fisher, Gustave "Doc" Kateb, Valerie "Gorgon" Watts/REDACTED (@poisonedtruth ‘s oc), Elizabeth "Nav" Schierer (@faunawoodsart ‘s oc)

Summary | A half mermaid named Lilith gives in to her curiosity of humans and eventually falls in love with one named Sam.

Wordcount | 6,796

Author's Note | Parts in first person are being told from Lilith's perspective, NOT the reader's. Rewrite of all mermay 2022 fics into one part.

[ Rainbow Six/Clancyverse Masterlist ]

A full moon shone in the sky as I pulled myself up out of the water to lay on the boulder half sticking out of the ocean. The elders forbade us from coming this close to the shore because there was too much of a risk that a human might see us. I didn’t care. They already shunned me for the most part because of my heritage.

Turning onto my back I stared up at the night sky my black tail still partially submerged in the water. There were times I envied the humans that they got to see such a wondrous sight at night. I had heard that the humans had even named some of the star patterns and called them constellations. But the moon and stars weren’t the only thing I had come up to see.

It wasn’t long before I heard the footsteps. I immediately slipped back into the water and hid as I watched the human take his usual seat on one of the nearby boulders at the edge of the water. For the last couple weeks he had been coming here late at night to sit. And for the last couple weeks I had taken to watching him.

At first I was tempted to drown him. It had been a while since I tasted human flesh. And the gun holstered to his thigh told me he was from the military base the local fisherman talked about. He would have made for a fun target. But as I got closer I couldn’t help but find him to be attractive, for a human anyway.

He was older with gray hair and a beard that was just as dark grey. His skin was paler than many of the fisherman who lived in the area, but not as pale as mine. He was on the taller side and had a decent figure. Well as far as I thought compared to other humans.

Keeping my eyes just above the water I watched him from where I was hiding behind a large rock. A part of me wondered what was on his mind that had him sit by the ocean instead of sleeping like the rest of his species. Tonight he was not just lost in thought. His fingers were idly playing with something metal.

Curiosity getting the better of me I slowly and as quietly as I could swam closer to try and make out what it was. I tilted my head to the side as I looked at the curious object. The bottom was a thick square shaped brass colored piece of metal. On top was a silver u shaped piece of metal attached. I hadn’t seen anything like it before. Maybe Elizabeth or Valerie knew what it was.

The man sighed heavily his gaze falling down towards the waves lapping at the rocks below him. I quickly moved back behind the rock. As I did I had made a splash and the man’s gaze turned toward me. He stood and moved closer to the edge of the rock, kneeling down for a better look. For a brief moment I thought he might have seen me but I wasn’t sure.

As I watched him from where I hid I saw the metal object slip from his hand. As it hit the water the man said, “Shit!” It was the first time I had heard his voice. I surprised myself when I found it pleasant to listen to. As he leaned closer to the water I had a sudden idea.

Diving under I swam closer until I was in the water under him. His brows furrowed as he stared down into the water where I was. I swam a little closer and he blinked as if in disbelief. Unable to help myself I began to hum softly. He leaned even closer to the water. Swimming closer still, I broke through the waters surface and reached a hand up to him.

I continued humming to keep him in a trance as I reached my hand up and gently touched his cheek. My fingers combed through his beard gently. It was softer than I was expecting. Being this close I could see his eyes were green and above his left eyebrow was a scar on his forehead. I traced it delicately wondering what had caused it.

As I did I he had reached a hand down and just as delicately traced the scars on my cheek. A part of me wanted to flinch and break away but I didn’t. The last time I had gotten this close to a human was how I got those scars. But his touch was gentle and soft. I didn’t feel threatened.

“Lilith?” My concentration broke at the sound of my name being called. “Lilith? What are you doing?” The man blinked suddenly as my trance broke. I quickly swam down out of view. As I did I saw the object he had dropped. I stopped and picked it up as Valerie swam over. “Are you alright?” she asked when she reached me.

“Yes I’m fine,” I replied as my gaze looked up. The man was gone. I sighed as an unexpected twinge of sadness hit me. Disgusted with the feeling I turned my attention to the object in my hand. Glancing up at Valerie I asked, “What did you want?”

“Just some advice is all.” She curiously looked at the item in my hand. “Oooh is that a lock?” I gave her a curious look.

“What’s a lock?” I asked as my attention turned back to the item in my hand.

“Humans use them to keep things from being opened. Where did you find it?”

“He dropped it.” I looked back up at the surface. When I looked back at Valerie she was looking at me curiously. “What?”

“You were watching him?”

“He fascinates me is all.”

“You know humans are dangerous.”

“I know.” Reaching my hands to the back of my neck I untied the black ribbon I wore and slipped the lock onto it before retying it around my neck. Valerie watched me with a raised eyebrow. “I think it’s pretty,” I said quietly. What I didn’t say was that I liked it because it was his.

“Right.” Valerie shook her head with a smile.

“So what was it you needed advice on?” I asked as we began swimming away from the shore.

It had been a few days since I briefly let the human see me. It was an accident really. Valerie had interrupted my concentration and my trance on him broke while I was still out of the water. It wasn’t her fault though. I was out of the water touching a human who in turn was touching me. So I really couldn’t blame her for being worried. It was a similar incident that had left me with a scarred face.

Ironically she had come to see me asking advice on her own interaction with a human. It would seem that she too had a fascination with a human. Apparently she had tried drowning a Frenchman but couldn’t go through with it. She was worried she had developed feelings for the human. I suggested she just watch him from a distance or maybe avoid the area she saw him in. Maybe keeping her distance would help her get over her feelings.

Crossing her arms she called me a hypocrite because she knew I wouldn’t do the same with my human. I had sighed and told her to ignore my advice then. She had seen how close I had been to the human and the way I was affectionately touching him. If I thought that she should keep her distance from the Frenchman then maybe I should keep my distance from the man I let see me.

So I did. I even avoided Valerie and Elizabeth. A part of me worried that Valerie would tell someone what she saw me do and I didn’t need anymore judgment from others. As I relaxed in my cave I couldn’t stop thinking about him. My fingers played idly with the lock on the ribbon I wore close around my neck. I stared at some of the human trinkets and items I had decorated my cave with. My gaze settled on the dark purple knitted crossbody bag I had once found dropped by a human.

It had a few interesting human items in it but I had found it to be useful for collecting shells and human treasures and bringing them back. Deciding I needed a distraction I grabbed the bag and slung it over me. I swam through the short tunnel that led to my cave. The entrance of my cave was covered by hanging seaweed that helped keep it hidden. Before leaving I made sure the plants went back into place.

As I swam around I eventually came across an old human ship. I could hear noises coming from inside. Swimming close to one of the openings I called out, “Elizabeth? Is that you?” Her head popped out not long after.

“Oh, hey Lilith.” She swam up and sat on the ledge. “You okay? Valerie and I have been wondering where you were.” I shrugged.

“I just wanted to be alone.”

“And it has nothing to do with your human does it?”

“Of course Valerie told you,” I muttered.

“She was worried is all. I don’t bother with humans for a reason. After what happened to you I’m surprised you would still take risks like that.”

“I had him under a trance until Valerie came along and broke my concentration.”

“Then why was he touching you?” I looked over at her. If he had been fully under a trance he wouldn’t have moved at all.

“I don’t know,” I shrugged.

“Well just be safe Lilith. Next time you might not be so lucky.” With a sigh I swam off leaving Elizabeth to continue her exploration of the ship.

As I swam along I didn’t find much. Swimming up to the surface I saw that it was beginning to get dark. Going back under I decided to head for the shore. I’d have better luck finding something interesting. At least that’s what I told myself.

When I got close I saw him. He was already sitting in the same spot he always did. I quietly swam closer before leaning against a rock to watch him. His gaze constantly moved to the waters surface. It was obvious our encounter had stuck with him.

After some time the man sighed and stood. I watched as he turned and began to walk away. Swimming over to the boulder he was just sitting on, I dug into my bag and took out one of the shells I had collected. I placed it on the boulder before making a loud splash as I went back under. Once I was back in my hiding spot I watched as the man turned and walked back.

He slowly knelt down and picked up the shell a dumbfounded look on his face. As he stood back up he looked around to see if there was anyone else nearby but saw no one. A small smile crossed his lips as he looked the shell over. He looked down towards the water’s surface, and towards the rock I was hiding behind. I smiled as I watched him put the shell in his jacket pocket before walking away.

The next night I returned again. My human was in his usual spot. And like the night before I silently watched him until he stood to leave. Tonight however he knelt down and placed something down on the boulder before he began walking away. I immediately swam over and picked up the item while leaving a shell in its place. Making sure to make a loud splash, I swam back to my rock.

I watched the man as like the night before he walked back over and picked up the shell. He smiled as he stood up and looked down at the water. I couldn’t help but smile to myself as I watched him again pocket the shell before turning to leave. My gaze then turned to the object he had left for me. It was a large glass marble with an iridescence of sorts swirled inside it. With a smile I looked back up where the human had been before retreating into the sea.

The night after that it happened again. Before he’d leave he would place something on the rock which I would then replace with a shell. This time he left a rounded and smooth purple stone. And the night after that it happened again and again after that.

Back in my cave I had made the shelf on the side of the wall next to the rock I slept on just for the trinkets he’d leave me. As I placed the latest trinket, a small glass turtle onto the shelf I smiled. I knew the others would disapprove of my interactions with him but I didn’t care. Seeing him and exchanging gifts the way we did brought me a kind of happiness I hadn’t felt in a long time.

I hummed softly to myself as I swam along the ocean floor looking for shells. So far I had found a couple nice ones but I wanted to find one that was extra nice to leave for my human. None of the others had discovered what I had been doing. However I was sure Valerie and Elizabeth probably suspected something was up. I was certain they both knew I had not left my human alone.

They were only worried for my safety because of what happened to me before. If not for their help when it happened I would have been killed or worse because of a human. But this man was different. He didn’t come across as threatening and his touch had been gentle.

For a moment I had been lost in thought, thinking about that night when he had touched my cheek. He had traced my scars delicately despite being under my trance. That still puzzled me. He shouldn’t have been able to move of his own free will but he did. It had me tempted to try putting him in a trance again.

My thoughts were soon interrupted by the smell of blood in the water. It was human. Realizing I wasn’t too far from the shore where I would watch my human I began to worry. I quickly swam for the shore. The closer I got the stronger the smell of blood became.

When I reached the area I would watch my human from I looked around. It didn’t take long to see him. As I swam over to him I could see blood in the water near his head. I wrapped my arms around his waist and swam quickly to the surface. It was still light out but overcast. Luckily there were no other humans around to see as I swam over to the small beach nearby. Using all my strength I pulled him out of the water and onto the beach.

I stared down at him with worry. He wasn’t breathing. Leaning my head down against his chest I listened for a heartbeat. It was faint. If I didn’t get the water out of his lungs soon he would die. The problem was I was better at drowning humans than saving them. Unsure of what to do I pressed down on his chest and abdomen. To my surprise it worked.

The man coughed up water, his head turning slightly to the side. I sighed with relief as he did before realizing he was awake and would see me. Before I could turn and slide back into the sea his gaze was on me. He stared at me silently a moment before his eyes closed again. I then remembered the blood.

Reaching my hand to the back of his head I felt the wound. When I brought my hand back it was covered in blood, the smell of it making my mouth water As I slid into the waves and back into the sea I figured he must have slipped and hit his head on the rocks before falling in. I swam down and began picking some of the seaweed before also picking some sea moss. While I knew they helped with our wounds, I had no idea if they would help a human’s wounds.

Despite this I swam back up and back toward the beach where he was still lying unconscious, the waves crashing over his legs. As I pulled myself up onto the sand next to him I checked to make sure he was still breathing. When I was sure he was still alive I moved his head and placed the moss and seaweed combo against the bleeding wound. Then there was nothing to do but wait.

I moved a few stray clumps of his dark grey hair out of his face. He really was attractive even if he was a human. My hand rested softly on his cheek as I continued to admire him. If Elizabeth or Valerie saw me now they would freak out. They’d probably even come up and drag me back down into the sea.

Suddenly I remembered the blood. If I had been able to smell it then others would have as well. With I sigh I turned to head back into the sea. Not everyone would be as understanding as Valerie and Elizabeth. I turned back and after digging a shell out of my bag and carefully put it in his jacket pocket.

Once back in the water I looked around to see if I could see anyone but I didn’t. At least not yet. Swimming to the surface I glanced back at the beach I left my human on. He was still there, still unconscious. I sighed hoping he would be okay before diving back under.

It had been a few days since my human almost drowned. Every night I went to the shore but he still hadn’t shown up again. A part of me was worried one of my kind had found him on the beach and killed him. Another part hoped he had been found by his own and was still healing.

I had been keeping myself distracted by looking for shells but the worry still ate away at me. There was no one I could talk to about it. Elizabeth would probably say good riddance. Valerie would say it was for the best. And I would just feel worse.

Truth was that I shouldn’t have felt anything for him. He was a human. Human’s were not be trusted. They were a cruel species who would kill or capture us if they could. But my human was different. I was certain.

As the light of day began to fade I swam towards the shore hoping I’d see him again. I had to know if he was okay or not. When I neared the shore something shiny in the sand caught my eye. Swimming closer I picked it up. It was a glass bead.

As I looked at it there was a plop in the water above me. Looking up I watched as another slowly sank to the bottom. I picked that one up as well and put them both in my bag. Then another bead was dropped in. After picking that one up and putting it in my bag I swam towards the rock I used to hide behind.

Cautiously I swam to the surface and looked out and saw him. My human was sitting in his usual spot holding something in his hand. With a smile I watched as he lifted a bead like the other’s I had found and tossed it into the water. Unable to help myself I dived down with a splash and collected it. When I surfaced back behind my rock I watched as he tossed another, this time in my direction. I dived under again and again didn’t care if I made a splash. Picking up that bead I quickly swam back up behind my rock.

My human had moved down the rock near the water. He tossed another bead in the water but not as far as the others. I knew there was a chance he might see me again but at the moment I didn’t care. Diving under again I swam over and picked it up. Before I could swim back to my rock he had tossed another into the water. This one was closer to the rock he was sitting on. Swimming to pick it up, I watched as another was dropped in and quickly moved to pick that one up as well.

Another was dropped right in front of the rock. I watched as it sank down landing softly on the sand. For a moment I hesitated. Slowly I swam over and picked it up just as another was dropped in. As that one sank down I grabbed it and put it in my bag. I waited for a moment but he didn’t drop anymore in the water. Reaching into my bag I grabbed the shell I had been waiting to give him and swam up.

Cautiously I reached my hand above the water and placed the shell down on the rock. As I did I felt his fingers softly touch mine but he did not grab me as would have been expected of a human. I was freely able to pull my arm back down under the water. After I did I watched as he submerged his own hand carefully. Looking closer I saw one last bead. I picked it up out of his hand and put it in my bag with the others.

As he began to pull his hand back out of the water I reached up and gently grabbed it. For a moment we remained still, holding each others hands. After a while he gently pulled his hand back. Instead of letting go I let him pull me up. As my head broke the waters surface my human smiled.

“You’re real,” he said quietly. I couldn’t help but smile softly.

“Why wouldn’t I be?” He looked a bit taken aback.

“You speak English?”

“Is that what humans call it?” I asked curiously. He nodded slowly his gaze falling on the lock on the ribbon around my neck.

“I see you found my lock.” My hand grasped it briefly. “Keep it,” he said with a smile. “What are you?”

“I believe humans refer to us in your stories as mer folk.” I watched as his gaze drifted down towards the water. With a smile I pulled myself up onto the rock next to him, sitting with the lower half of my tail remaining in the water.

“Okay,” he muttered quietly as he sat back a look of disbelief on his face. He remained quiet for a time as he stared at me.

“How’s your head?”

“You’re the one who saved me.” I nodded. “It’s better. Thank you.” I smiled softly.

“Why do you come here every night?”

“You’ve been watching me.” I nodded again. “It’s easier to clear my head here. It’s peaceful.” He paused a moment before asking, “So why have you been watching me?”

“Curiosity,” I replied as I leaned back splashing my tail briefly. “My kind doesn’t trust humans. Your kind historically hasn’t been kind to mine.”

“I can believe that.” He reached a hand out and delicately traced the scar on my cheek. “Is that how you got this?” I nodded slowly. “I’m sorry.”

“You’re different.”

“Sam.”

“What?”

“My name is Sam.”

“Lilith.” He smiled at me as he slowly removed his hand from my face. I couldn’t but find his smile to be attractive. Unable to help myself I reached a hand out and touched his cheek and beard.

A sudden splash nearby caught our attention. Looking back at him I said, “I have to go.”

“Will I see you again?”

With a smile, I said, “Of course.” I then slipped back into the water and began swimming away. As I did I looked around to see who it was that might have seen me but didn’t see anyone.

Suddenly out of nowhere a hand grabbed my arm. “What the hell is wrong with you?” Valerie stared at me with a shocked expression. “Do you realize how much of a risk you took?”

“You’re one to talk with your Frenchman issue.”

“Yeah but I didn’t go above the surface and have a chat with him while letting him caress my face.” I sighed. “Lilith I worry about you.” She gently rested a hand on my scarred cheek. “You’re one of my best friends and I already almost lost you once.”

“I know.”

“Humans are dangerous. Even your human could be dangerous.” I said nothing knowing she wouldn’t believe me. “Please be more careful. Stay away from him.” I looked away from her refusing to agree with her. Pulling my arm out of her grasp I quickly swam away. “Lilith!” she called after me but I didn’t respond.

Back in my cave I took a shell and carefully placed the beads in it then put it onto the shelf with the other gifts from Sam. While I still viewed him as my human it was nice to know his name.

With a sigh I curled up on the rock I used as a bed. I refused to believe he was anything like the other humans. He couldn’t be. I closed my eyes and tried to ignore the creeping doubt from my conversation with Valerie.

Despite Valerie’s warnings I continued to see my human, Sam. At night I’d swim to the shore and Sam would be waiting. We’d ask one another questions or talk about our day. He’d always explain the things I didn’t understand. The days went on and more and more I enjoyed spending time with him.

I knew Valerie didn’t approve. Luckily she kept my secret and so far was the only one who knew what I was doing. I assured her I was being safe and that he wasn’t going to hurt me. He was different from the others. And so far he had proved me right.

Tonight I was laying on the rock with my tail hanging in the water listening as Sam read from a book. I felt a little bad that I had to stop him every few sentences for clarification or to explain something. He didn’t seem to mind though. In fact he almost seemed happy to.

Eventually he stopped and we remained lying next to each other silently staring at the night sky. “Why are you so curious about humans?” he asked quietly.

“I never believed they were all as bad and cruel as the elders say. And your world and species are so curious.” I slowly sat up and moved my hair behind my shoulders. As Sam sat up he briefly glanced at my chest before looking away. “Why are you humans so averse to nudity?” I asked.

“It’s not that, it’s...” He paused as if not sure how to explain. With a shrug he said, “I don’t really know. Cultural differences I suppose.” His gaze returned to me.

“So it’s not that you think I look like a monster?” He frowned.

“Why would you say that?” I looked down at my hands in my lap.

“Very few look like me.” I sighed. “Most look more human in skin tone and eyes. Much easier to pass as human,” I said referring to my grayish skin tone and eyes with black sclera. When I looked back up at him his expression had softened.

“You’re not a monster.”

“My father was,” I replied. Sam’s head tilted curiously. “He wasn’t a mer. He was… something else.”

“And your mother?”

“She was a mer.” I smiled softly as I remembered her. “Despite what everyone said my mother loved my father.”

“What happened to them?” I looked away from Sam.

“My father died when I was too young to remember. My mother…” My voice trailed off fingering the pendant given to me by my mother. “She was killed by humans not long after I came of age,” I whispered. Slowly looking up at Sam I could see a look of sympathy on his face.

“I’m sorry.”

“It’s not your fault. I know not all humans are as bad as the ones who murdered her.”

“Still… I know what it’s like to lose both parents at a young age.”

“I’m sure you weren’t ostracized by your own kind.” He shook his head.

“Because of your father?” I nodded.

“He’s the reason I don’t look like others of my kind. Most mer look almost human but me…” I sighed. “My skin is grey, my eyes are black, I have claws and gills, sharp teeth.” Whispering I said, “I’m a monster.”

“You’re not a monster,” Sam repeated reaching a hand up and traced my scars gently. “Far from it,” he said softly. A feeling I didn’t understand came over me. One I shouldn’t have for a human.

“Even if I told you I’ve eaten your kind before?” I asked as I looked away from him. His hand flattened against my cheek moving my face back to him, his thumb delicately tracing my lower lip.

“I’ve done my research.” My gaze rested on his own lips. “I’m guessing you were gonna drown and eat me?” My eyes looked up into his.

“Yes,” I replied with a fang bearing smile. He only softly smiled in response. “You’re not afraid of me.”

“Should I be?”

“I could pull you under and drown you right now if I wanted.”

“And do you?” he asked leaning close.

“Maybe,” I replied leaning close as well. He closed the gap between us, his lips softly pressing against mine. For a moment I forgot myself but I quickly came back to my senses and pulled back. He looked at me puzzled. “I’m sorry, I have to go.” I quickly slid back into the water and began swimming away.

My mind was so confused and I was panicking. I shouldn’t have felt anything for Sam. He was human and I was not. And I let him kiss me. This was not good. I didn’t know what to do.

The day after Sam kissed me, I went in search of Valerie and Elizabeth. As I swam along all I could think about was the kiss. I felt torn as I knew it was wrong but it didn’t feel wrong. I shouldn’t have had these kind of feelings for him. He was human and I was not.

I came across an old shipwreck and decided to check it out. “Elizabeth? You there?” I called out as I swam closer.

“Lilith?” Valerie swam up from the other side. Elizabeth’s head popped up from a hole in the deck not long after.

“Hey Lilith,” she said as she swam up to sit on the edge of the hole. “What’s up?”

“Did you finally decide to eat your human?” Valerie asked.

“No,” I replied giving her a frown.

“Oh hush Valerie,” Elizabeth said.

“He kissed me,” I blurted out. They both looked at me in shock.

“You let him do what?” Valerie asked sounding upset. “Was sitting on the rocks with him to have conversations not enough of a risk?” Elizabeth looked at Valerie then at me.

“You did what?” Elizabeth asked. “Lilith that’s taking a huge risk.”

“Risk is an understatement,” Valerie interjected. “Humans are dangerous, Lilith. You have to stop this.”

“Sam is not dangerous! He’s different from other humans.”

“Oh so it’s Sam is it?” Valerie sighed. “Well don’t forget. That’s what you said about the last human you got too close to.” My hand subconsciously covered my scarred cheek.

“Val, you know as well as I that not all humans are dangerous. Why would he kiss her if he wanted to harm her?” Elizabeth asked.

“Maybe the same reason the human that almost killed her was so nice and inviting to her.”

“He’s not like that,” I muttered.

“No? I’ve seen him Lilith. He carries a gun and he’s from that military base. You know what guns are and what humans do with them. Why would he have a gun if he wasn’t dangerous?” I remained silent. “This has to end Lilith. I care about you. I don’t want to almost lose again. You have to stop seeing him.”

“No,” I said defiantly. Shaking my head I said, “I won’t.” I turned and swam away.

“Lilith!” I heard Elizabeth call after me but I only swam faster.

“Lilith?” I looked up from the rock I was resting on in my cave. Elizabeth swam in from the entrance. “Are you okay?” she asked? I shrugged as I sat up. “She’s wrong you know. Not all humans are dangerous and bad.”

“Sam isn’t.”

“I’m giving him the benefit of the doubt.”

“Valerie won’t.”

“She’s just worried. Val’s had plenty of bad run ins with humans just like you and I. She’ll come around eventually.” Elizabeth smiled. “Let’s not forget she was having problems of her own with a human.”

“She probably drowned him,” I muttered.

“I doubt that.” Elizabeth sighed. “Well it’s getting dark so I’m gonna go. And maybe you should give your human Sam another visit.” I watched as she left before getting up and grabbing my bag.

As I swam along towards the shore where I always met Sam I hoped he’d be there tonight after abruptly leaving the night before. A small part of me hoped he might kiss me again. With a smile I shook the thought from my head.

When I got nearer to the shore I could hear familiar faint singing. “Oh no,” I muttered to myself as I swam faster. As I got closer and the singing got louder I knew without a doubt that it was Valerie. As the shore came into view so did Valerie.

She was swimming near the surface singing to lure him into the water. Sam’s arm was reaching down into the water just above her. “No!” I screamed as she reached up and grabbed his arm, pulling him into the water. “Let him go!” I yelled as I swam over to her.

“Why should I?” she asked as she wrapped her extra long tail around him. “Why should I let him have the opportunity to kill you?”

“Please, Valerie.” I watched Sam as he struggled trying to get free while holding his breath. He wouldn’t be able to hold it indefinitely. “Let him go.”

“No!” she growled. “He’ll get you killed or worse! And I won’t let that happen again!”

“He’s different!” As I spoke I watched as Sam managed to free one of his arms. My eyes widened when I saw what he was holding. “Don’t!” I yelled as I swam over and grabbed his arm holding the knife. While I stopped him from harming Valerie, the knife cut deep into my arm and he dropped the knife.

Valerie let go of Sam in shock. As he swam up to the surface I cradled my injured arm against my stomach. Valerie swam over to me. “I told you,” she said quietly.

“Just go away.” I turned away from her. As she swam away my gaze drifted down, the glint of the knife blade catching my eye. I slowly swam down and picked it up cautiously. Looking up toward the surface I swam back up.

When I reached the surface I cautiously reached my hand up above the water and placed the knife on the rock. I then quickly withdrew my hand, my gaze now falling on my still bleeding wound. With a sigh I swam down to gather moss and seaweed to tend to it. After carefully wrapping my wound I swam back up to the surface.

With caution I slowly peeked my head above the surface. Sam was lying on his back on the rocks breathing heavily. Slowly I swam closer to the rocks edge. His head turned when heard me swim through the water.

“Lilith?” He moved closer to the edge making me swim backwards keeping distance between us. A defeated look crossed his face as he sat back. When he saw the knife he slowly picked it up and put it back in its sheath on his hip. Returning his gaze to me he quietly said, “I’m sorry.” Turning away slowly I dived below the surface and swam away.

When I reached my cave I curled up on my bed. Maybe Valerie was right. Sam might have cut me by accident but he was going to hurt Valerie. But she was going to kill him. I was feeling so confused and hurt. My arm throbbed in pain from my injury. With a sigh I decided to sleep. If my arm was still bad in the morning I’d go see Elizabeth of Valerie.

I had planned on going to see Elizabeth and Valerie but instead chose to aimlessly swim around. My arm still hurt but it was healing. I just didn’t want to give Valerie the satisfaction of being right about Sam. As my heart began to ache again I hugged myself. I had hoped more than anything he had been different. But the wound on my arm proved otherwise.

Sighing heavily I swam faster not caring where I was going. All I wanted was to escape the inevitable truth. All I could hear in my head was Valerie saying I told you. Why did she have to be right? Why did I have to fall for another human’s tricks? Why did I have to fall for him?

As much as I was in denial I had fallen in love with him. This only made everything hurt even more. Truth was my heart was broken and there was nothing I could do to fix it.

Swimming along trying to ignore my heartache I heard the sound of something in distress. I immediately recognized the sound as a shark the humans called great whites. Most mer avoided sharks because they were too dangerous. I however was fond of them and quickly swam towards the noise.

The shark was caught on a hook from a human boat. As it struggled against the hook I swam over and tried to calm it. “Whoa easy boy, easy.” I gently rubbed it’s side. “Here, let me help you.” Carefully I removed the hook from it’s mouth. “There you go. Now let’s get out of here.” The shark began to swim off but before I could I net came down around me. “No!” I shouted as I quickly became entangled in the net. The shark turned and watched, swimming closer and biting the net to try and free me.

The net started to be pulled up. Looking at the shark I said, “Go! Don’t get caught.” The shark hesitated before swimming off.

As the net broke the surface I looked up at the few humans looking over the side. One of the turned and shouted, “You are not going to believe this.” As the net was raised above the side I realized this wasn’t a fishing boat, it was a research boat. Based on the firearms some of them carried I couldn’t help but wonder if they were from the same military base as Sam.

“Holy shit,” one of the women said as she and the others all stared at me in shock. I hissed at her as she walked closer.

“What do we do?” Another man asked. I hissed and thrashed trying to free myself. The woman’s brows furrowed as she stared at me.

“We take it back with us.” She turned and walked away as a few men came over to the net. “Imagine what we could learn from studying a creature like this.” The men grabbed the net and pulled me out. Overpowering me they moved me below deck and put me into a small tank locking the lid above me.

I banged on the side of the tank but they ignored me. Curling up in a corner I hugged myself as the fear began to sink in. Whenever we’d say to each other about being killed by humans or worse, this is what we meant by worse. To be at the mercy of human scientists was considered a worse fate than death.

As I listened to the sound of the engines starting I realized there was nothing I could do. Closing my eyes I hugged myself tight. There was nothing anyone could do. I was trapped.

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scriberat · 7 months ago

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we're back in business for now <3

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bunnis-monsters · 4 months ago

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NSFW

warning: dubcon

Siren luring you into the water, using his webbed hands to play with your pussy as your hazy eyes gloss over. He continues to sing, keeping you placid as his pod circles you.

Your cunt is bred by multiple sirens, your mouth being used as their fucktoy as they coo and sing.

They think about devouring you, but can’t bring themselves to do it. You’re so fat and soft, the perfect host for their eggs! They wanna see your belly swell with their young… they’re attached now!

You’re sore and covered in bite marks by the end of it, left on an isolated part of the beach. And when you look down at your chubby belly, it’s distended and swollen, heavy with eggs.

And by the time you’re lucid again, all you can think of is the throbbing need in your cunt.

So you go back out that night, ready to be used all over again.

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xraay · 28 days ago

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hi!

#hsr aventurine #hsr topaz #hsr fanart #au #aventio modern mermaid au #digital art #dr ratio #doodle #gang this is for my friends fic on ao3 tee hee

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ozzgin · 1 month ago

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It is the 19th century and you are returning home by ship. Before you embark, you happen to find a glowing shell abandoned by the docks. It seems that the sea creatures are searching for it. Or maybe it's something else they're interested in. content: gender neutral reader, violence, dubious consent, based on Return of the Obra Dinn

January 1802 What's the matter with me, I wonder? As if my luggage wasn't heavy enough already, I had to drag around a big shell of sorts. Found it by the docks while I waited for my ship to arrive. It has a strange glow to it, this shell. Can't quite place it.

January 1802 Cheeky bastards! The seamen are such a flirt. From the moment I stepped onto the main deck, a handful of them haven't dropped the whistles and stares. One of the topmen - I recall he's Scottish? - he's been pestering me about the ship. "I'll show ye around, can't find a better guide," he says. His mates laugh and clap to his petty attempts.

February 1802 Some of the sailors are dying from lung illness. I was on the orlop deck, playing cards with the three Russians, when the surgeon rushed to one of the cabins ahead. "If it was contagious, we'd all have it by now. Damned if I know what it is, or where it comes from," I could hear him groan. I wondered out loud if I might catch it myself, but then I noticed one of 'em rascals trying to cheat the cards. February 1802 I saw it again tonight. Ever since we launched from Falmouth, as soon as the sun sets, there's an eerie glimmer in the distance. It reminds me of this damned shell. Are my eyes playing tricks on me? Oh, the sea is so terrifying in the dark. There's nothing but black stretching all around. My window is low; whenever the waves break against it, the wooden walls let out a groan that awakens me from the deepest slumber. Surgeon gave me pills to sleep. The creaks of the ship sound like a weeping maiden. February 1802 I think the cursed glow is getting closer. I couldn't sleep anymore, so I snuck onto the main deck. Scotsman found me wandering towards the bow, so he quietly hoisted me up by the waist. I thought he'd tell the Captain, but he sat me on the lower rigging, next to him, and we listened to the waves. I was afraid I'd fall off, but he kept a steady hand on me. I wish I could tell him about the light stalking our ship. Would he think I'm mad?

February 1802 Second Mate returned today on a small boat. We heard shouts coming from upstairs, so we rushed to see what was happening. Bosun had his pistol readied next to the Captain, and the sailors lifted the cargo from below. I thought I was dreaming at first. Some creatures, unholy beings, were caught in the net. They had the body of a human, but thick, fish tails covered in spikes. One of the Formosan passengers muttered something in Chinese, and some of the tail spikes suddenly pierced him dead. The old Miss next to me fainted on the spot, and the stewards urged us to leave. Right before I turned, I noticed one of the beasts pointing at me. It had a monstrous grin on its face. Oh, what a sight! The Scotsman guided me away, but I can't forget those eyes. Was it malice? Such an intense stare, burning straight into my soul. Now that I'm writing all this, a memory has come to mind: the creature had the same shell as mine, dangling from its neck.

February 1802 The pills no longer work. I can't rest anymore. Every time I close my eyes, I hear its wretched voice, calling me from the lazarette. That's where they locked those sea monsters. It sings nonsense, blasphemous lies. We're not fated soulmates. I've nothing to do with those devils. I should've never picked up the shell. I can only pray we reach land soon.

March 1802 God, oh God, what disaster has befallen us? I don't have much time. The gun deck is in shambles, more than half the crew dead. Underwater beasts have crawled their way up our ship; strange humans with spears, saddled on top of crabs larger than I've ever seen. The poor midshipman, oh, a young boy! He set himself on fire to stop the nightmarish fiend. Threw the lamp across the floor, and the flames swallowed both of them up. I scrambled up on the main deck, but there was no peace to be found; colossal tentacles sprawled around the ship, pulling the rigging apart, tearing humans like insects. The Captain's wife was struck by a falling pillar, I saw her crumble right before me. Scotsman is still alive, but his arm is missing a good chunk of it. I don't know where to find the surgeon.

March 1803 They left. They took the last boat, I only found out this morning. I tried to join them, but one of the sailors stopped me. "Witch," he shouted at me, "the beast down by the cargo hold screams your name. You must've called it here, brought this curse upon us." I don't know what he's talking about. Tonight I'm going to the lazarette, I can no longer bear the calling. This blasted fiend, oh, he's ruined me. I'll rot on this wreck. Mother, I don't think I'll ever reach the shore.

Your steps are hesitant as you tiptoe your way around the dried blood and debris, until you reach the locked chambers. The door is bent and folded away, as if hit by a great force. You do indeed notice the round prints against the rusty surface: giant suckers from a blasphemous being.

There he is, the wicked varmint who plagues your sleep! A pale creature is propped up, halfway out of the water, welcoming you with a toothy grin. The shell around his neck glows mockingly.

You throw your own shell at him. The small, ivory object rolls with a hollow thud.

"Is this what you wanted, damned monster?"

"Why, what am I to do with two?"

His voice is harsh and deep, rapping against your eardrums, scratching the inside of your head.

"I've been waiting for you. Can't leave this place without my beloved, can I?"

"There you go again with this nonsense. Villain! Drown me if you must, but spare me your deceit."

His smile falters, eyes narrowing in a frown.

"Is that how you find my love? Some petty lie told by a charlatan? Ungrateful brat, who do you think freed you from their shackles? Who do you suspect has summoned the leviathan, from the deepest trenches of the sea, to save your mortal soul?"

"The kraken left with the storm," you counter as the blood drains from your face. Could it be that you were to blame, after all?

"No, it left after the bargain."

He pulls himself up and sits on the edge of his former cage. You observe his features in mild awe: the texture of his skin, the dark locks of hair reaching all the way to the tail, the spikes breaking out of the thick, hard scales.

"What bargain," you ask fearfully.

"The last ones are free to escape, if they leave you to me."

Why, your horrified expression is not quite something he expected. Surely one must feel relief once their freedom has been guaranteed. And not just any kind of freedom - you've been returned to your soulmate.

He's spent weeks chasing the currents, trailing the faint glow in the distance. He hasn't stopped once, tail pushing forward to the promise of a reunion.

Yet, you seem unsure. Perhaps his approach has been too hurried, too nonchalant. You need a little bit of convincing, and he happens to be a master of courting.

His thorax suddenly expands, and you can almost hear the twisting sound of his ribs cracking and breaking under the pressure. A sweet voice rolls out of his mouth, a song you've never heard before. Your heart pounds tremendously, threatening to burst out of your chest, and a foreign panic floods your senses.

Despite your desire to flee, your lids are heavy, eyes slowly closing. Through your lashes, you can discern the beast crawling towards you, the same defiant grin plastered on his face.

It's time for you to come home.

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stevieschrodinger · 7 months ago

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This is not how Steve wanted to spend his afternoon.

Actually, he’s found himself doing a lot of things he hasn't wanted to since Starcourt burned down but, honestly, this is probably right up there.

God it’s disgusting.

But he had to try. All the kids had looked at him with their stupid hang dog faces, so he said he’d try. Which is why he’s at lovers lake, freezing his ass off in the water and nipple deep into the shrubbery, ripping slimy crappy weeds and grass out of the muddy lake bed.

At least Robin got in with him. She’s shivering in her bathing suit, but she’s gamely holding onto the cooler as it floats in the water, so at least there’s that.

The bin full Upside Down vines next to the tank hadn't made much sense at the time, but it became apparent pretty fucking fast when the fish creature in Steve’s pool hadn’t eaten for forty eight hours, and Steve was now, finally, sober enough and not concussed enough to put two and two together.

Hopefully this works though; all the kids have, obviously, become immediately like, fucking pack bonded with the thing. Man. Fish Man.

El and Max keep insisting he’s a mermaid – Merman? Merdude? - like he’s something out of a fairy tail and is all magical and shit.

Steve takes a breath and ducks down again, having felt something hairy and frond like with his exploring toes.

“You think this is enough? Like as a fair test?” Robin rocks the half full cooler forward and Steve peeks in.

And alright, Steve just doesn’t want to fucking be here at all, so he says, “yep, looks good,” as they share a lightly guilty look.

It might not work at all, of course, so their wanting to give up is legitimate. They can always come back when it’s warmer if the fish man does eat this shit.

He certainly isn’t interested in the raw fish the kids have been trying to feed him – Steve’s going to be eating fish for a fucking month with what’s in his freezer now, and don’t those reprobates realize the price of fucking prawns??

The fish man wasn’t interested in meat either, not raw, not cooked – even though Dustin insisted that because of his ‘forward facing eyes’, ‘claws,’ and ‘slightly pointed teeth,’ he must be a predator Steve! The vines must have just been for, in his tank, or whatever, Steve!

Whatever.

Steve’s here to prove them wrong, and Robin’s backing him up.

The kids have gone home when they get back, which is a fucking relief. Even with the heaters in the car on full, Steve still feels cold in his bones. His skin warm and tingly, but the shivers still locked inside; him and Robin head for separate bathrooms without even really talking about it, fishboy has survived this long, he can do another twenty minutes.

Steve finds the biggest sting of kelpy weedy seaweedy stuff from the lake, and drags the tip of it in the pool. It’s dark out, the light from in the house reflecting on the surface of the pool, making it impossible to see where the creature might be hiding; until he disturbs the surface, a few seconds later.

Steve splashes the end in the water, “here fishy fishy fishy.”

“Steve,” Robin elbows him.

“What, it’s not like he has a name,” Steve doesn’t look at her though, he’s watching that strange pair of eyes come closer. They reflect the light strangely, like a wild animal in the headlights. His dark hair is plastered to the top of his head, being wet, and everything else is submerged.

Steve knows he can breathe fine for at least an hour out of the water though; that’s how long the rescue took. And then the bathtub; he was fine in there for a day while they drained the pool of chlorinated water and refilled it with fresh. And it was easy enough to get him in there; if he was human, Steve would say that fish dude was starving to death. Concave stomach, all his ribs clearly visible, pale flesh pulled too tight over the knobs of his spine. Steve had lifted him easily, the sad curl of his dull black tail hardly adding any weight to him. He felt frail, breakable; like a bird.

If there’s any lingering chemical in there, it doesn’t seemed to have hurt fishguy, but then a creature from the upside down must be tolerant to plenty, Steve thinks, imagining the constant fall of ashy dust from the dark sky.

The creature cautiously approaches, and when he’s near enough, there’s a gentle tug on the weed, like the most cautious of bites on a line. Steve lets go, and both fish guy and weed disappear under the water.

“Do you think it worked?” Robin whispers, like they’re viewing a skittish wild animal. Which, they kind of are.

“Don’t know,” Steve whispers back, unable to stop himself. There’s just something about someone whispering to you that’s irresistible; it’s like an unavoidable instinct to follow suit.

“How will we know if it’s worked?”

“Dunno. Try another? See if he takes it?” Steve’s just about to break open the cooler again when the head pops up. All of it, this time.

He has dark hair. So dark it looks black; thick and ropey, it kind of reminds Steve of the vines of the upside down. His face is...pretty much human; just very pale. When he’s got his mouth shut, hiding the slight point of those teeth, nothing would give him away.

He lifts a hand out of the water, offering something to Steve who, gingerly but reflexively, takes it.

It’s the stalk of the weed. The leaves are gone, and the fleshy green of the outside has been carefully stripped off; use for those pointy teeth. Steve guesses all the plant material of the upside down is actually probably quite sturdy and quite hard to eat. It probably also has the nutritional value of wet cardboard.

Steve offers another weed, and the fish dude doesn’t leave this time. Steve watches as he eats; quick, practiced movements, trimming leaves with his claws, rolling them, eating them, then just as Steve suspected, using his sharp teeth to strip the outer stalk of all it’s fleshy wet goodness.

Steve doesn’t shudder at the thought of the mud at the bottom of Lovers Lake.

“Steve one, Henderson zero,” Robin says quietly, the fish man tipping his head to the side, as if he’s listening. Steve’s seen it a lot, the amount that the kids chatter at him, but the fish guy tends to stay at the other end of the pool to them. Watching. Nervous, and frightened, if Steve had to put a label on it.

But then, wouldn’t anyone be? Stolen from your world by unrecognizable creatures in hazmat suits. Shoved in a tank. Probably experimented on.

The whole thing sounds shitty.

Steve offers another weed, and the fish guy repeats the process, floating closer still, “Robin, humor me, go and see what’s in the crisper drawer.”

She follows his logic immediately, “on it.”

Steve watches the creature, the fish man, and the fish man watches Robin warily, moving away from the edge again a little, but coming back when Steve offers another frond.

He takes it, strips it, hands it back.

“We need a name for you man, I can’t just keep calling you ‘fish dude’ and ‘creature’ in my head.”

Steve looks over at the house, figuring he has another minute before Robin comes back, he taps the middle of his chest, fishguys strangely gimlet eyes tracking to movement from his too thin face, “Steve.”

Nothing. He tries again, pointing to himself and tapping, “Steve,” and then pointing to the creature, trying to get him to understand.

Fish guy swims a little closer, raising a hand out of the water. Steve sees the stubby but pointy black claws, like little ovals on the end of his fingers. His webbed fingers, Steve sees next, webbing stretched between them up to the first knuckle. He hesitates for a moment, but Steve doesn’t move, wanting to see where this is going.

Fish guy points cautiously at the center of Steve’s chest, close but not touching, lifting far enough out of the water to reveal protruding collar bones. He opens his mouth, and Steve watches with baited breath, fish guy frowning like he’s concentrating, such a human emotion on his face.

Footsteps, then, and he drops back into the water, backing away into the middle of the pool, sinking down so only his eyes are visible. Steve remembers to breathe; he’s not imagining it, something was about to happen. But he can try again tomorrow, once Robin has gone.

“I got some lettuce and some frozen peas,” she whisper hisses at him as she sits again, handing them over.

“Gimme the lettuce,” that seems like the next nearest thing to Steve.

Part two

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candyheartedchy · 6 months ago

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Underrated scene.

#watching a few mermaid man themed episodes rn for ideas for the fic #and was watching this episode and couldn’t stop laughing at this joke #🧽 spo.ngebob 🧽#video

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writersblockiskillingme · 6 months ago

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Hook with the daughter of Ariel or something like that. With them being in a secret little relationship but he’s always trying to come up to her and flirt with her. Maybe Uliana finds out and freaks out the rest is up to you

Secret | James Hook

Pairing: James Hook x fem!reader (Ariel's!sister!reader)

Summary: Once Uliana figures out your secret, everything comes crushing down.

Warning/s: angst, but with a happy ending, fluff, keeping secrets, fight, short fic, possible grammar and/or spelling mistakes

Author's note: It's here, hope you enjoy!! Also, I made the reader Ariel's sister because in my head, it fits the timeline.

Honestly, nobody had any idea how it happened. You were Ariel's sister. He was a pirate. How in the world did you manage to end up together?!

Well... truth to be told... it happened so suddenly, just like when the storm in the middle of the sea happens. Nobody really expects it, but it arrives it crashes you with its whole might. Leaving you breathless.

It was a normal, sunny day when you met him. You were walking down the corridor, just trying to get to Merlin's class. Clutching your book in your hands, you found yourself outside as you came face to face with Hook. In the middle of the courtyard. All alone. His back was turned to you, and with that finding, you felt the sigh of relief leave your body pass your lips. It doesn't matter, you thought to yourself. So you decided to keep walking. You did not want to be late to class.

But it seems like the luck wasn't on your side that day. He turned around and walked up to you as he yelled out.

"Ahoy there, mermaid!" He smirked as your eyes met. "Skipping class again, I see. What's your excuse this time? Lost your voice singing to the fishes?"

James Hook, now leaning against a stone pillar, hook on his right hand and a mischievous glint in his eyes as his eyes scanned you.

"Hook, I unline you, am actually trying to now get there in time." You rolled your eyes at his teasing but decided that maybe it was time for you to finally tease him back a bit. "But don't worry, I've got a treasure map to Merlin's class. Care to actually join me?"

You saw a little tint of blush forming on his face, but you must have imagined it. And just as you thought that this would be the end of your conversation, he did something that left you stunned.

"Merlin's class? That's the real curse of Neverland. But I'd follow you anywhere, little mermaid." He gave you a wink, smirking.

You found yourself blushing, but no... it... it can't be. Luckily, you quickly regained your composure and continued your, playful, rivalry banter.

"You know, pirate, I've heard rumors about your hook. Is it true you lost it in a duel with a giant squid?" You leaned over closer to him.

"Aye, but it wasn't just any squid—it was the one that stole my heart." He smirked as he leaned down, closer to your face. "But now, here I am, a one-handed pirate with a penchant for trouble and a weakness for mermaid smiles."

You found yourself laughing at his flirting. You couldn't help it, it was just so... so endearing.

"Well, Captain, I've got a secret too." You said, with a little smirk planted on your face. "I've hidden my voice in a shell. Only the right kiss can unlock it. Interested?"

And so you did that for a while until you two were actually late for Merlin's class. You walked in, and Hook did not. But there was no way that you would admit to anyone, even your friends, why you walked into the class flushed, cheeks pink, with a stupid smile on your face.

You do, of course, realize that this was a bit abnormal. He was a pirate and part of Uliana's crew. You were a mermaid princess, daughter of the Triton himself. It was not normal, but as the days passed and what was a true rivalry, banter turned into just pure flirting, you found yourself not really caring.

As weeks passed and the flirting continued, somehow, you found yourself having a pirate boyfriend. After all of that, Hook and you started dating. Somehow.

And it was better than you ever expected it to be. You sometimes felt like, outside of Uliana's crew, you were the only one that he was nice to. It was... perplexing. But you loved it.

However, you both agreed that you should keep your relationship a secret for a while for both of your sakes. You weren't dumb. You both knew how your friends would react if you told them that you were dating. So that's how it all started. Secret stolen glances when nobody was looking, passing notes in class, stolen kisses when you were all alone, and, of course, flirty teasing banter.

That's how you found yourself, pressed against a tree in the school's courtyard, Hook with his hand by your head, his hook under your chin, trapping you.

"You're a siren in a landlocked school." He spoke, looking into your eyes. "Your voice could raise sunken ships, and your smile—well, that's my undoing."

"Tell me, Hook, do you ever dream of flying?" You asked as you started to trace your finger along his hook. "Not in a ship, but with wings made of stardust?"

He looked at you, captivated.

"Every night, my dear. And in my dreams, you're the compass guiding me through constellations." He leaned down towards you, your lips almost meating until something happened. Something that would change this forever.

"Hook!!" The terrifyingly hight and mighty voice rang out along the school courtyard.

You both turned around and froze as you came face to face with Uliana, Hades, Maleficent and a few more people that joined the courtyard when they heard yelling.

"But reality has a way of clipping my wings." Hook sighed as he moved away from you slowly, your heart speading up and breaking at the same time.

"Are you out of your mind?!" Uliana screamed. "What are you doing with a mermaid?!"

That's when you noticed something. Yes, Hook moved away from you, but his hand with his hook that was under your chin was now placed on your waist, still holding you close to him.

"Calm down, Uliana." Hook spoke up, looking at him.

"Calm down?!" Uliana yelled, absolutely fuming. "Are you seriously telling me to calm down right now?!"

"Yes." Hook said, "Yes, I am."

"Don't play games with me, Hook." She threatened before throwing a glance your way, smirking as she plotted against you. "If you don't stop doing whatever you're doing with this one, you will no longer be a part of my crew."

A moment of science was heard around the courtyard, and you know that it was over. He couldn't give up on his crew, and you most certainly did not want him to, so that means that your relationship has reached its inevitable end. Your heart was breaking as you looked on the ground, slowly moving away from Hook.

"You won't do that." He spoke up, his voice strong, ringing out. "We won't end our relationship." He turned to you and brought you closer to him once again, smiling at you before turning to Uliana with a determined look.

"You know that you need me whether you liked it or not. So, no, you won't throw me away from the rest of the crew. And even if you do, it doesn't matter. I still have her, and that is something that nothing will be able to change." He spoke as her face was formed into pure shock.

"So good day." He sarcastically bowed before he ruined around with you and walked away.

"Don't worry, she'll come around." You looked at him. "Maybe..."

"I honestly don't really care." He shrugged, his eyes ringing with truth. "I have you now, little mermaid, that's all I need and so much more, really."

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