#Triton and the Siren

[shutter-bugger]

Some old pictures from a vacation in Mexico last year that I never posted

In order, the statues are

1. Triton and Siren in Puerto Vallarta on the Malecón

2. Isidro el Pescador (Isidro the Fisherman) in Puerto Vallarta

3. The Millennia in Puerto Vallarta on the Malecón

4. Still the Millennia

5. Escultura a los mineros (Miner’s Statue) in San Sebastián. Apparently someone stole his shovel or pickaxe, I don’t remember which

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[ladiemars]

come in the water please please please i swearrrr i won’t drown you

[bluejay-makes]

Pirate captain for @six0fswords

[onitekkart]

who's that idol going viral in the media?

[punkbarnes2]

I made this little Mermay themed art for you, after struggling almost and hour to come up with a good idea and sketch, but it turned out very good, i loved the result and the process ✨ 

Fisherman Steve finds a different kind of creature in his net

- a little update on the art: i put some blue on the water splashes on the bottom, in comparison to the one i posted on Instagram

Support me on Ko-fi: https://ko-fi.com/derwassermann

and commissions are open <3 see details here: https://punkbarnes2.carrd.co

[mysakuras]

Attina🏄🏻‍♀️🐚🌊🧜🏻‍♀️

[artsycrapfromsai]

Some doodle of my character Len, who's a Water Genasi Bard!

His mom was Lyra, a Siren born to a society of Siren folk who are idolationist and kill all outsiders

and his father, Remes, was a Triton prince who ran away from the throne, and because of his father's heritage and the Royal family's connection to the elemental planes, Len ended up being born neither a Siren or a Triton, but a Water Genasi. (Neither Len nor his mom knew about any of that)

Len was disliked among the Sirens on the island for being a half breed mutant born from an outsider, and he did everything he could to learn and master everything about Siren music and schooling.

Len got kicked off his home island a few years ago, and despite the way they treated him, he still views his siren heritage with great pride

His harp was a gift from his mother before he left

He used to hate his father for a long time for ruining his life and making it so Len would never be truly accepted by the Siren for his heritage. That is, until meeting him (Remes was thought to be dead), and Len has slowly warmed up to him. Especially after Remes risked his life to save Len's from pirates

Len is also kind of a narcissist and inherently thinks of himself as better than most others, but he also understands that most people don't share that world view and he just lives with it. He's also got incredibly high standards in partners, and while he's kind of a whore, he doesn't actually do anything unless someone meets his standards (he also leans more towards men)

The one thing Len prides himself most on is his Musical abilities, and he would rather die than never play or sing again. His life is music, and to him, taking that away would be death

[jadedwolf18-blog]

Mini Phantom Invasion.

Hi, I plan for this to be a series of inter connected one shots based on some of my favorite prompts. I’m a huge Tim Drake/Red Robin x Danny phantom shipper, so for now most of my fics will feature them. Once I’ve end this series, I’ll try branching out to other relationships Danny could have with the bats.

I can’t remember where I got all of them but I’ll try to tag as I find them. If anyone notices a prompt or plot they’ve seen please let me know or tag the person it came from. I’m knew to posting on Tumblr so I’m still getting used to how to tag and insert links. Thank you.

🤍🖤💚💙💚🖤🤍

Chapter 1

Danny was not having a good day. He’d had a fight with his parents about ghost hunting, stating clearly that he had no interest in their bias views on an entire species based on one encounter when they were young. It had escalated to the point where they blamed his lack of interest on the fact that he was spending to much time with his sister and his female friends. 

He’d had enough! He left mid argument and was contemplating just packing up and moving into the Ghost Zone permanently. As he’d slammed the door he could hear his parents shouts for him to come back and once again blaming his behaviour on a ghost.

What did his sexuality have to do with ghost hunting? And what was wrong with wanting to be more feminine sometimes? He honestly didn’t understand why they found it so weird or wrong for him to swap between genders and pronouns? Jazz, Sam and Tucker accepted him as he was, they didn’t but an eye when he would randomly say ‘she’, ‘they’ or ‘him’, they just continued the conversation with the new pronoun and that was that. They understood and accepted that sometime he felt male or female or neither. He was lucky to have them. 

The day just seemed to continue down hill from there. It was summer vacation so Sam was forced to spend time with her parents at some rich holiday resort, Tucker had won a spot in some sort of tech camp and Jazz was still at College working on a finals thesis and was unable to come back for the summer. He was essentially alone for the summer. He could hang out with Val but she was working a lot and he didn’t want to bother her. He still felt guilty about her dad losing his job, even if it wasn’t entirely his fault.

*****

After leaving the house he’d found a place to transform and let the cool rings of light soothe him and took off into the sky. After finding out they could survive in space it became their favourite way to relax, they’d spend ours exploring space, even hang out on the moon. Thank you high speed and portal powers. Their Phantom form had changed in the last two years. People could no longer tell if they were male or female and he looked less human now. Thankfully, they looked nothing like their alternate future self. When their legs melded together their ghostly tail looked more eel like and their ears were longer and thiner, resembling delicate fins. Jazz and their friends had joked about how the acted like cat ears. Lastly their face was now a pale mint color, almost white and translucent, his eyes were still the same luminous ecto-green with deep blue pupils. The only similarity to Dan, that they could see, were the fangs and longer hair both of which were also present in their human form.

*****

They had been flying around Amity, a somewhat lazy patrol of his claimed haunt, it was a calm night. Ever since they had defeated Pariah Dark the other ghost had calmed down and came to Amity less frequently. A few still came to bug them, namely Skulker, Ember, Johny and Kitty. Young Blood and Boxy more frequently than the others and of course Cujo came by often. Their visits were more to do with fulfilling their obsessions than anything else. Danny’s obsession was Space but so was Protection. They needed to fulfil both to some extent or suffer from a form of ghost hunger. It was a win win situation even if they did go back… home? Was it really still a home? 

Before they could go down that dark spiral again their instincts took over and they narrowly dodged a bright green shot that had been aimed at their head. Whirling around and flying higher out of range they looked at their attacker and just stared.

“of course it’s them.” They muttered. Before repeating it with more venom than they thought they were capable of. Which was shocking because not even Vlad had receive as much hatred in the entirety of the time they’ve known him than in that split second they felt it towards their own parents. “Of fucking course it’s them!”

They blink away the shock of such an intense emotion and huffed. Not even bothering to acknowledge them they turned around to leave. That had been a mistake. They’d barely made it a few paces before pain bloomed across their back as an Eco-blast shredded the fins on their lower back and bit deep into their flesh. They bit back a cry of shock as they felt themselves plummet from the sky. It took a moment but they gathered enough concentration to open a portal. He didn’t care where they ended up as their only thought was ‘Somewhere safe.’

They fell through and just before they lost consciousness, they heard their parents yell after him.

“Get back here you ghost scum, so we can rip you apart molecule by molecule!”

“We won’t forgive you for corrupting our Danny!”

‘Of course… It’s always Phantoms fault…’ Danny’s world turned black as he continued to fall. Maybe when they opened their eyes again all of it would have been a dream.

*****

Somewhere in the infinite green a Grandfather clock chimed. A screen flickered. Time flowed on.

“All is as it should be.”

Chapter 2

(I'm Not A Cynic Song by Alec Benjamin)

Danny pulled their little floating ducks out of their personal pocket dimension and set them to gently drift in the hot spring. They had found it while wandering the forest. Their lower back still ached and they were a little worried about how it hadn’t healed completely yet.

*****

They didn’t know where they were or how long they had been in this dimension but they were safe and alone for the time being. When they’d woken up, the first thing they did was try to figure out where they were. thankfully no-one had discovered them, tucked away in the underbrush of the forest they had landed in. They’d let invisibility wash over them and flew high enough to get a view of the land. They recognised asian architecture and flew in the direction they had spotted a small farming village. With a closer look they determined they had landed in some version of Japan. Instinctually they knew they were not in their home dimension. Everything, even the air and feel of the atmosphere felt slightly shifted to the left. It was like that feeling of entering a hotel room, they were all essentially the same but there were the little details that told you it was a different hotel. 

*****

Brushing the thought, and everything associated with the reason they were injured and alone in a foreign dimension, aside. They coiled their tail in the centre of the spring and sank down until their lower back was submerged in the healing warmth of the spring. Closing their eyes in content they began to hum. Their eyes shot open when they felt a gentle nudge against his arm but smiled gently at the little wisp as it bobbed and drifted in the breeze. They continued to hum and watched in amusement as more joined the first. The little orbs of light ranged in color from soft pale blues to vibrant greens and warm reds, oranges and yellows.

They lost themselves in their song as they twirled in and played with the water, creating little floating ice crystals that caused mist to form around them as hot and cold air danced around each other. Humming soon gave way to words as they swayed to the rhythm only they could hear. 

“I'm just bein' realistic, bein' honest with myself

I've tried bein' optimistic but it doesn't seem to help

So I'll just have to admit this is the hand that I've been dealt

I'm not bein' pessimistic, just bein' honest with myself”

They were thankful to Pandora, who had taught them to sing in an effort to train his ghostly wail, for realising he was taking on the form and habits of a triton. 

“I'm not a cynic, oh, today's just not my day

I've tried to spin it 'bout a thousand different ways

But from every angle, oh, the outlook is the same

I swear that I'm not a cynic, my glass just has no water in it today”

They poured all the hurt, betrayal, anger and loneliness into their voice, allowing them to release it all in a more melodic call than his previous wail. That, as pandora explained, had been an unhealthy burst of emotion and they were lucky they hadn’t blown out their vocal cords the last few times they used it. 

“I swear that I'm not a cynic, my glass just has no water in it”

Through their practice they found they could influence emotions but not out right control them. They were glad, influencing them was bad enough, he didn’t want to manipulate anyone. They didn’t want to spend their life wondering if the people around them truly cared or if they had somehow manipulated them into caring. They may me a budding empath but they still struggled to tell the difference between a sincere emotion and a projected emotion.

“You only get that which you're given, it's not always up to you

Not every Sunday is a picnic 'cause the sky ain't always blue

You can't just change the weather by changing your point of view

Some days you have to wait until the storm just passes through”

Danny’s voice grew louder as their emotions poured out into the lyrics. They knew they still had their friend, their sister, Elle and everyone in the Infinite Realm. They were also the Half Ghost son of ghost hunters and scientist with a heavy bias against Ecto-entities. They will be the rulers of an entire realm in only a few short years.

“I'm not a cynic, oh, today's just not my day

I've tried to spin it 'bout a thousand different ways

But from every angle, oh, the outlook is the same

I swear that I'm not a cynic, my glass just has no water in it today”

They gave a bitter sweet smile as they watched the wisps duck and weave between the ice crystals. They looked around for their ducks and their smile turned a little more sad as they waved their hand and the little ducks joined the dancing lights and crystals. Each one was modelled after his favourite comic book vigilante. They’d had to save them from the dump truck once, they’d been looking for them when he’d asked his parents, their father had made an off hand comment about how he should throw out old toys and they’d panicked. They’d manage to find and save them all just before the truck arrived.

“So like a boat on the ocean, I'll rock with the waves

God, I'm so sick of this notion that I have to fake

Fake my emotions and pretend I'm okay

So like a boat on the ocean, I'll just rock with the waves”

Jazz had bought them for them, after they had told her about being gender fluid and pan, they were probably one of their most treasured possessions. Jazz had gone on a whole spiel about how it’s important that she show support and provide a safe and understanding environment. They hadn’t been listening, they’d been crying. To caught up in their overflowing emotions and happiness. It lasted a day, their parents had been less than understanding, with their passive-aggressive comments and actions. 

“I'm not a cynic, oh, today's just not my day

I've tried to spin it 'bout a thousand different ways

But from every angle, oh, the outlook is the same

I swear that I'm not a cynic, my glass just has no water in it today”

Their frown returned. They had shot them, that in itself wasn’t unusual, as Phantom. Isn’t that a sad thought. What was was that there had been no prior warning. It was a sniper shot, from their mother. Only their heightened hearing and instinct had saved them from ending up dead dead instead of a Halfa. That bothered him

“I swear that I'm not a cynic, my glass just has no water in it today”

They returned to humming the last notes of their song as the dunked under the water to rinse off. They popped back up and gathered their ducks, floated up out of the spring and laughed as the wisps twirled around him. They landed on the ground, allowing their legs to form and walked off into the forest, dancing lights trailing after them. Completely unaware of their watchers.

*****

The shadows slunk away to report their findings. While two birds hesitantly returned to their temporary nest, One worried and wanting to help the being that reminded him so much of his younger siblings. The other having felt a connection to a being that had shared similar experiences, someone they wanted to help and if they wanted to end the beings loneliness… that was no one’s business but their own. Both slept little that night, both determined to find the being again and offer what they could to help.

*****

@im-totally-not-an-alien-2

@alinmenttreasure

@blackroserelina

@blacksea21090

@seraphinedemort

[whenuwishuponastar]

Catch me if you can, working on my tan, Salvatore

(Reposting this to see wich hour is the best to post - comissions are open)

[elequinoa]

Coming Soon: Little Merfolk on Meiker 😘

[occasionallysiren]

pure fluff cause im just that nice <3 /silly

"You have gills," Captain says softly in the tentative quiet of their quarters. Pyrite groans mumbles something unintelligible into their neck, still half asleep.

They're both curled up in Captain's hammock--they had insisted on one, even when they could afford a proper bed--separated from the rest of the room by a curtain that lets the glowing morning light bleed through. Pyrite's laying on top of them, face buried in their neck, legs tangled. Captain's been carding their hand through Pyrite's hair since they woke, occasionally tracing his horns, though Pyrite notices that the hand has stilled now.

"Gills," they repeat, "you have gills on your neck."

Pyrite says something that sounds still like a whole lot of gibberish as his tongue wakes up and he digs his hand out from where it's been stuck behind Captain's back for the whole night and brings it slowly up to his neck.

His fingers brush against slight jagged lines on his neck, and to his quiet surprise they do feel like gills, slightly feathery. He feels them flutter as he breathes.

"Huh," he says through a yawn.

Captain gently pulls some of his hair away from his neck and tucks it behind his ear, tracing the pointed shape of his ear. "Did you always have gills?"

"I dunno. Probably."

"You never noticed them before?"

"Well, you didn't either."

Captain hums and places their hand back in Pyrite's hair, pressing a kiss to his forehead. They can feel his smile as he hides it in their neck.

"Can you breathe underwater?"

"Yeah, 'o course," Pyrite mumbles, already falling back asleep, "you've seen me swim before."

"Mhm," Captain says, feather light, as Pyrite once more relaxes into them, "can you talk to fish?"

"If they're nice."

Captain laughs, "Atti says that fish don't talk to her."

"That's 'cause Atti's too cool for fish."

"That doesn't make sense, Pyrite."

"Mhm! Come back later, gone fishin' for dream fish." hes slurring his words now, voice muddled. "Goodnight, Captain."

"It's the morning."

"Nope." And then he's out.

God, Captain's so in love with him.

[ladiemars]

my d&d character and her long-term low-commitment casual boyfriend

[mysterious-secret-garden]

Benesch Knupfer - Duel of the Tritons, 1893.

[artist-issues]

Hi! I read your take on the "Snow White being dead" theory and I agree 100%, so I immediately got curious about your opinion on another popular assumption about another popular Disney fairytale movie: The Little Mermaid. A lot of people have been saying that Eric never truly fell in love with Ariel and was solely and literally enchanted by the beauty of her voice as Ariel is, well, a mermaid and mermaids/sirens have always been known (at least in Western culture) for their singing voices that lured sailors to them (and their deaths, usually), so I do see why this seems very plausible for a lot of people. Personally, I don't really buy that theory, but it's a possibility given the history of mermaids/sirens and sailors in fiction. What do you think? It's really been on my mind for quite some time lol

No! Because 1) a siren’s voice is always used to bring a man to the siren. And Ariel’s all about going to Eric.

2) Eric does fall under a love spell in the movie, but it’s Ursula’s, so we know what that looks like, and his affections for Ariel are not that.

3) Eric almost kisses Ariel and is clearly attracted to her and falling in love with her childlike wonder when she does not have her voice.

4) Ursula’s contract stipulated that Eric and Ariel had to share a kiss if what ladies and gentlemen? True love. Which means it has to be genuine. And she clearly thought they had that without Ariel’s voice, or she wouldn’t have had her eels flip the boat over in a panic when they almost kissed.

5) Ariel’s voice is like Snow White’s beauty. Let me explain. Nobody talks about how pretty Ariel is in the movie (except for the scene where she walks in with the pink dress on.) But several scenes with different characters put an emphasis on how beautiful her voice is, even when compared with all her sisters. Just like how an emphasis is placed on Snow White’s physical beauty. But both kinds of beauty (physical, vocal) are using that age-old fairy tale technique of using “beauty” to symbolize something deeper: “virtue.”

Eric is committed to finding the source of Ariel’s voice because it is associated with the “mystery girl” he already believed existed, and now experienced saving his life. Remember, Ariel is not the only character with a dream in the movie. Eric dreams of “the right girl.” And there’s already hints that he believes in some kind of magical, supernatural fate associated with her that will draw them together. She’s almost a mythical creature in his mind already; someone who is out there against all odds, like unicorn waiting to be caught up to, and will be there for him when the time is right. She’s worth the wait, she’s worth the search, she’s worth everybody rolling their eyes at his romantic nonsense. That’s the sense you get from Eric before he ever encounters Ariel.

So of course the filmmakers are going to introduce her to him with a voice. Something he can’t see, something only he heard—so he can’t be like Prince Charming and use a physical trait, like whether or not she fits a shoe to identify her to others. He can’t identify her to others! It’s something only Eric could hear. That’s importantly thematically, because everybody thinks his dream is just all in his head anyway.

So then when he has a near-death experience, and there’s no explanation for how he could’ve survived, and he sees and hears basically a vision of a girl with a beautiful voice singing to him, of course he’s going to go, “I knew it, she’s real, she rescued me.” And then the filmmakers give you hint after hint that the people around him are denying it, that they’re giving him plenty of reasons to doubt what he thinks was the fulfillment of his dreams, but he doesn’t.

Why? Because he believes it’s more than just “a good girl came and rescued me.” He believes it’s supernatural—it’s fate that the one girl who’s right for him made an appearance when he almost died. I mean, if you were Eric, wouldn’t you be thinking, “of course I couldn’t die; I haven’t met Her yet.”

What I’m saying is, Eric represents Ariel’s dream: that not all humans are bad, and the surface world is worth loving. But Ariel also represents Eric’s dream: that there is a girl out there who is specifically right for him, and if he just waits and believes it, nothing can keep him away from her—and her voice is just a symbol of that.

With both Eric and Ariel, the characters learn to find out what their “dream” is really like, instead of just relying on their ideal. And of course, it turns out the thing they were dreaming of was there and real and even better than they imagined all along. Then other characters like Grimsby, Sebastian, and King Triton get to see that Eric and Ariel were right.

So, no. The filmmakers did not create a story where Eric was only in love with Ariel because of a siren spell in her voice. They took very obvious, intentional steps and scenes to avoid saying that. But I enjoyed answering this question because I get to explore their relationship more! So thanks!

[emma-altium7]

Triton has a killer voice. No, literally. If he were to go to the surface, he would be able to speak, that's obvious, but he would also be able to disintegrate anyone with his voice. Triton's voice would sound like metal against metal or nails against a black board over exaggerated. Like, he could really kill your ear drums or just cause you to disintegrate on the spot. Also, his normal speaking voice would sound melodic and beautiful, it also has a hint of charm speak.

[warriorofthought]

Triton

Summary: You meet a Triton, who will be your first friend after a long time, can he help you to live a better life?

Word count: 4936

Warnings: slightly injury and Violence applications

Bucky x Reader

You were always quite curious, and the curiosity to know if the beings of the sea, called mermaids, existed. It was present in your mind. That was why you usually spent it on the beach, watching the horizon, waiting to see if something would happen. 

The sun was almost setting, and you agreed that nothing was going to happen. But you were taken by surprise to see a Newt swimming near the shore, it was quite beautiful. That Triton looked at you curiously, but seemed harmless.

As the sun set, you decided to stand up and approach the Triton, it seemed very friendly and without intentions to attack you. The Triton approached you, with its tail waving, curious to meet you 

"Hello" you smile softly and carefully.

"Hello..."  The Triton said, with a shy but sweet voice.  "Sorry for having approached you, but you seemed a bit lonely." 

You chuckle softly " yeah, i try to avoid the others"

 "Why do you try to avoid others?"  The Triton looked at you with its big eyes, curious about your answer.

"uhh, how should I say that? The others don't like me that much because I'm probably too nice. I try to get out of their way because they are sometimes mean to me " you explain.  

 "Mmm.. I see.. And these people that are mean to you are humans?"  The Triton looked at you concernedly, it seemed to worry you a little.

" yeah, of course"

 The Triton thought for a moment.   "I think I know why they react like that. I mean i know why they react so by me." 

"why" 

"Many humans may think we are evil creatures, it is not our fault. Some people have made them believe that we are enemies." 

"But I'm sure you don't think that, right?" 

"No, you seem nice "

 "Thanks..."  the Triton said,  "The name is Bucky, what's your name?" 

"y/n   "

 "It is a pleasure y/n. I hope you don't mind that I came here, I just wanted to say hello." 

"No problem" 

 "I'm just surprised that a human wants to talk to me, not many humans know that we exist. And many less want to talk to us." 

"oh, that sounds sad"

 "Yes... but I hope one day it will change."   "Maybe with humans like you"   he smiles. 

"Thank you, bucky" you smile shyly.

Then you can both hear someone calling for you. Concerned, your head snaps in that direction and you see Ben running in your direction. Your eyes widen in panic and you turn back to Bucky. 

"Please, hide, he will hurt you if he sees you. Please, please hide. Come on."

Then Ben yells your name again and you can hear that he is pretty angry. Then you see how Bucky hides and follows your request.

Bucky hid quickly not knowing what else to do to avoid being seen by Ben. The poor Triton just wanted to make friends and get to know the humans better. He waited curiously to see what was going to happen next. 

Ben comes to a stop in front of you.

"Damn it, how many times do I have to tell you to stay away from that? And you took care of, luk's injury, DIDN'T I TELL YOU TO NOT REPRESENT ANYONE HERE. " 

You flinch, then he grabs your arm and pushes you away from the water. 

"He was in pain, I just made sure it was relieved" you stammer.

Angry that you contradicted him. He violently grabs your chin.

"You are too soft, I have forbidden you and you will obey me" he shakes you by the shoulders.

"Stop helping others, do you hear me?" asks Ben angrily.

"Yes" you whisper

"I asked you if you UNDERSTANDED me" with each of his words his hands squeeze tighter.

"I understand, Ben" 

The Triton was surprised to see how violent Ben was being with you, it hurt his heart to see how unfairly a human was treating his new nice friend. While hidden, he could see how Ben was aggressively yelling at you, squeezing your arms and chin. 

 "How could a human be so mean to another?"  Bucky thought to himself. 

Satisfied with your answer and your anxious eyes. Ben brutally pushes you away from him onto the floor, then looks down at you from above.

"Don't do that again, y/n!"

You nod, then Ben disappears from the beach and you are alone again. 

Bucky felt sad and annoyed by the way Ben had treated you, and how unjust Ben had been to you. He looked around to make sure the coast was quiet before coming out of his hiding place to be with you.  

You see the Triton slowly approaching you, you could hear his footsteps through the dry sand of the beach. The Triton felt bad for not being there to help you when Ben was yelling at you. 

You don't look up as Bucky approach you

Bucky felt his heart fill with sadness, seeing you upset and looking down. The Triton kneeled down so he could look you in the eye, and gently brushed a piece of your hair from your face and placed it behind your ear.

"Hello, y/n" he steps closer to you.

"Are you okay?"

"yeah" you swallow quickly and try to hide your trembling hands 

Bucky could notice how shaky your hands and your voice were. He see how the humans eyes were filling with tears.

 "I know you're not okay. But don't be afraid of me, I'm not your abuser."   the Triton tries to calm y/n . His voice was full of kindness. 

"I'm sorry, that you have seen that" 

Bucky looked at you with a soft smile.  "You don't need to apologize to me, you are not at fault." 

The Triton was getting closer to you in order to give you a warm hug, the gesture was meant to make you feel better 

Bucky seemed delighted by the effect he had on the human girl. The Triton wrapped his arms and tail around you, trying to make you feel protected. 

"What was your name? y/n, right?"   the Triton asked you softly 

"yes, I'm y/n " you nod

"How old are you, y/n?" 

You chuckle softly "I'm 22 and you?"

Bucky felt surprised, he thought you were much younger based on how Ben acted toward you.   "Well, you are not as young as I thought."  

The Triton looked you head to toe, thinking if he could ask you a personal question. Eventually, he decided he would take the risk.   "Don't you have a boyfriend, y/n ?" 

"No, i don't have a boyfriend "

 "Really? I am quite surprised by your answer." 

 "If I may ask you, why don't you have one?"   "You seem like a kind person and I'm sure many suitors are interested in dating you." 

"Ben, he wouldn't like that" you say nervously. 

"Ben is the man who yelled at you just a while ago, right?" 

The Triton could see that just thinking about him made you tense. And the fact that Ben did not want you to have a boyfriend made it even worse. 

"Does he have a girlfriend?" 

"I don't know, why?"

Bucky looked a little surprised, but his curiosity took over, so he decided to ask y/n   something directly. 

 "Who is Ben to you, y/n  ?" 

"He is a friend of my parents."

 "I assume he is older than you, right?"   "Why is he controlling your life?"  

 "And why does he yell at you?" 

Bucky's tone was changing, the questions became more serious.   "Why does he treat you like a little child?"

"Ben is older than me and my parents told him to take care of me. They would not believe me if I told them that he was hurting me."

"That is a very sad situation y/n , I can't quite understand why your parents wouldn't trust you and let an adult control your life. "   

"Are you afraid of what Ben could do if you disobey him?" 

The Triton was beginning to get angry towards Ben. 

"Sometimes, he is very angry and dangerous." You shrug your shoulders.

Bucky was beginning to feel worried, he couldn't understand how a person could be so violent and aggressive towards a person as kind as y/n  .   "And why do your parents trust him?" 

 "What do you mean that sometimes Ben is dangerous?   "Does he physically hurt you, y/n?" 

"My parents like him very much."

The Triton felt bad that y/n 's parents were so blind to Ben's actions.   "Do you have any friends that could protect you, y/n?"   "Have you ever told someone apart from me about how Ben treats you?" 

"I don't have friends."

Sadly, the Triton nodded his head as he tried to understand how y/n   didn't have a single friend beside Ben. Was it because Ben didn't allow her to make friends?   "Do you have any siblings, y/n?" 

"No"

 "Are your parents around often?"   "Or most times Ben is in charge of taking care of you?" 

"My parents are rarely at home."

 "So most of the time, Ben is alone with you at home?"   "Does he treat you the same way when your parents are not around?"   "Or worse?"   Bucky looked worried. 

"its dark, i should go home, it was nice to meet you, you are so lovely" you try to avoid to answer the questions.

Bucky noticed how uncomfortable you were talking about it, he didn't want to push you further and make you even more upset.   "Yes, you should go home, but I wish we could have talked more, it was a pleasure to meet you too." 

The Triton looked at you for a minute, as if he wanted to say something more. Eventually, he decided not to say anything else, he felt his heart breaking for you, but he didn't know how else to help you.   "Bye, y/n ." 

"Wait, we can meet again tomorrow around noon. As friends, if you want to be my friend. "

You nod happily " I would love to be your friend."

"And my house is up there" you point to a place.

"You can see it from here if I've arrived home safely, then I turn on the light."

The Triton seemed so happy, he could barely contain his joy.   "Yes, I would like that, y/n, we can meet again tomorrow as friends." 

Bucky nodded his head as he looked at the place you pointed at.  "Okay, we'll meet again here tomorrow then."   "I'll be sure to see if the light is on, so I'll know you're fine." 

You giggle and wave a good bye. Then you go home.

Bucky waved back.   "Bye, y/n."   Then the Triton watched as you walked away towards your home, disappearing out of his sight. He felt happy to have met you and to have met a new friend in such strange circumstances. 

Once y/n  was gone, the Triton decided to go back to the beach. He felt his heart aching for the human girl and worried about what Ben could do to her. 

Timeskip 

The next day, the Triton once again finds himself standing at the same place as the day before. He looks around nervously, waiting for the human. 

 "I hope everything is fine with y/n."   "I hope Ben hasn't punished her."   "But I trust that she will come again."   "I must have patience!" 

y/n   comes closer and smiles at him. When Bucky looks closer he can see that she has a split lip and a few bruises. 

The Triton looked at y/n and immediately noticed her split lip and bruises.   "I hope they aren't from Ben...."  He thought. 

The Triton approached y/n, noticing how fragile she looked.   "Good morning, y/n."   "Am I late?"   He asked her with a sweet voice, hoping he would cheer her up somehow. 

"No, you are on time." You giggle 

 Bucky was relieved, seeing how he could lift her spirits in such a tense moment.   "Did you have a nice night?"   "Did Ben bother you by any chance?" 

The Triton looked at y/n again and this time he thought it was necessary to ask her again.   "y/n? Did Ben hit you again?" 

"Night was good" you say.

"Ben, he wouldn't do that" you stutter.

Bucky felt very suspicious of y/n 's words, as they didn't seem quite right to him.   "Are you sure Ben didn't hit you, y/n ?" 

The Triton had a serious look on his face, it seems he was determined to find out the truth.   "I have to know if you're okay y/n, please be honest with me, did Ben treat you badly?"   He asked firmly. 

You look away from him 

The Triton took notice that y/n   was avoiding an answer, he felt more suspicious of Ben after seeing this reaction.   "Don't worry y/n , you can trust me, tell me what happened." 

"Did Ben hurt you, y/n "  The Triton asked one more time with concern in his eyes. 

"He has seen you" you whisper small.

The Triton looked at you confused at first, not sure if he had understood correctly.   "Are you saying that Ben saw me? That is why you're afraid to speak?"   "Did he threaten you, y/n?" 

Bucky looked so concerned, he was desperately begging you to answer the question, trying to get out information about this situation. 

"You are my first friend in a long time and Ben saw us talking yesterday when he left." You utter nervously.

"He does not like that I talk with others or help them" you say softly.

 "Does Ben get jealous when you speak to other people? Are your parents aware of this?" 

"If this is the case, y/n, I must ask you, is it possible that I talk with your parents and let them know that I'm your new friend?"     Bucky asked trying to hide how worried he was. You didn't deserve to be controlled by such a toxic person. There was something off with Ben. 

"You're not a human, i think they wouldn't like that " you say sadly 

 "How do you know I'm not human, y/n ?"   The Triton laughed gently.   "You see, my skin may not look like yours, but I am indeed a human just like you, when i change." 

Bucky felt happy to be able to lift the humans spirits up by sharing part of his identity.   "So, am I allowed to talk with your parents?"  He asked, even though he already knew the answer.

"No, don't do that!" You shake your head 

 "Very well, I will not talk with your parents, but I want to help you, y/n ."     He emphasized the last word.   "I don't think it is okay how Ben treats you, you deserve a better life, but you must take it with your own hands."   "For the first time you must go against Ben's orders." 

Bucky put his hand on y/n 's shoulder and let it there, trying to inspire her to resist Ben's controlling behavior.   "Can you do that for me?"   "Please?" 

"I don't think that's a good idea" you whisper and your hands began to tremble. 

Bucky was becoming more worried about the situation. Maybe y/n wasn't ready to break free from Ben's control yet.  He had to think on how he could help her without making her situation even more complex. 

 "Okay, I won't force you, y/n."   "But, can you do something for me at least?" 

He took one finger and lifted y/n 's chin so she would be facing him.   "I need to see your eyes right now, look at me, y/n."   He said with a firm voice. 

You look at him and as your eyes meet Your heart warms up

 "y/n, listen to me."   "I don't want you to keep suffering by Ben's abusive and obsessive ways."   "So far the only thing I know is that Ben doesn't want people near you."   "What else does Ben do to you y/n ?"   "Can you please tell me more things about him?"

Bucky was still holding you by your chin, not wanting to let you go.   "Look at me, y/n." 

"Your eyes are beautiful " you admire. 

Bucky blushed as he noticed how y/n was staring at him with such innocent eyes.   "Thank you, y/n."   Then the Triton returned the same look towards the blue eyes of the human. 

The human and siren were still locked into eye contact, and suddenly the sound of Ben approaching them made both of them turn their heads. 

Ben noticed right away that y/n was speaking to someone, he took two steps towards you and grabbed you by the arm.   "y/n."   "What are you doing with this creature?!" 

"nothing" you wince.

Ben seemed angry right away as he looked at the Triton.   "A Triton? Seriously y/n ? What's wrong with you?"  Bucky could tell that Ben wasn't happy about the situation.   "I thought we were the only ones allowed here." 

"Please, don't do anything to her, she is not at fault" the Triton says nervously.

Ben didn't seem to pay attention to what the Triton said, he kept his eyes locked on you. His grip on your arm was firm.   "I told you not to speak to anybody without me, don't you listen?!" 

"I can talk to whomever I want," you say stubbornly.

Ben looks at you in shock.

 "You what...? You want to talk with whoever you want, is that it?!"   "Is this how you thank me for everything I've done for you?!"   Ben shouted at you, his grip on your arm became tighter. 

On the other side, the Triton was getting worried about the way Ben was treating you. He wanted to jump into the conflict and get you out of there. But he also knew not to mess with Ben. He was afraid he would make everything worse. 

"You have done NOTHING for me" you say.

 "WHAT!? Did you just talk back to me?   "Do you know who you're talking to, huh? You ungrateful brat!!"   Ben shouted at you, his eyes filled with anger, his grip became painful on your arm.   "How dare you say something like that! How can you be so disrespectful towards me!?" 

"I'm not disrespectful, you deserve it"  you say firmly.

Before you know it Ben reaches out with his hand and slaps you in the face. 

Bucky was completely startled after he saw the impact of the slap, it happened so fast, he didn't expect Ben to escalate things this much. 

The slap sounded so loud that it made the nearby wildlife fly away in fear, the birds stopped singing.   "What have you done?!"  Bucky shouted at Ben. His eyes filled with rage, he wanted the human in a safe place. 

He could see how terrified y/n was after the slap, the look on their face was heartbreaking. 

You can feel blood dripping down your mouth.

Ben grabbed you tight by the arm and pushed you to walk towards your home, but you decided to stop and look back at the Triton, who just stared at you, unable to move. 

You waved quickly at Bucky and as you turned around to follow Ben, the Triton waved at you, with tears rolling down his cheeks, the image of your blood dribbling down your face was still in his mind.   "y/n, I'm so sorry for this."   He whispered to himself. 

Time passed and eventually you and Ben made it back to your home. The sun was starting to set. 

 "You're late! Where have you been all day?"   Ben shouted at you as soon as you both crossed the door.   "Did you have fun speaking with the mermaid?"   "The sirens, these sea beasts, they are not your friends!"   "He was probably trying to mess with your head."   "Don't trust that Triton, I'm sure he will only use you in the end."   "He only wants you for himself." 

"He is my friend and he is nicer than you" 

 "I don't want you speaking with that Triton or any other being without me, do you understand?! "  Ben shouted at you again.   "I saw the way he looked at you, he was clearly interested in you!"   "And you fell right into his trap, thinking he was your friend."   "Did he touch you in any way?"   "You're only mine, y/n."   "No one else apart from me is allowed to touch you." 

"I don't like you touching me" you utter.

" I'm not yours " you say firmly .

 "What did you say, y/n?"   "I should punish you for speaking to me that way!"   "Or maybe I shouldn't allow you to leave this house again!" 

Ben was surprised by your words, he had a look of shock on his face, and his grip on you tightened even more.   "Are you insane... you can't talk to me this way, why did I even let you go outside?"   "From now on, you're not going to go anywhere, you're going to stay home alone and don't speak with anyone ever again!" 

"No you can't do that"

 "Watch me, y/n!"   "I'll do what I want, even if I have to drag you around the house!"   "Don't ever tell me what I can or not do again!"   "From now on you belong to me, completely!" "You're mine, do you hear me!?"   "I'll teach you what happens when you disobey me!"   "You're just a stupid brat, you can't talk to me this way!"   "Do you understand me?!" 

"No I don't understand, i have done nothing wrong" you say and push him away from you. Then you run upstairs to your room. Your breath comes out raged and you almost stumble over your feets.

Ben couldn't believe what was happening, he felt utterly betrayed by the one person he cared the most. 

You ran to your room, the only place where you felt safe. The only place you could call yours, away from the control of Ben. 

Suddenly you could hear his loud footsteps coming towards your room.   "Come out here, right now y/n!"   Ben demanded furiously.   "I want to speak with you right now."   "It's time to learn a lesson." 

"No, i won't come out" you stutter 

 "I'll drag you out by your hair if I have to!"   "Do not defy me again!" 

Ben continued trying to threaten you and demand that you come out of your room, but you kept insisting that you weren't leaving.   "Do you understand?" "Ben was getting more and more furious as he kept yelling at you to come out, his grip on the door handle was so strong that he had to use all his strength to keep himself from entering the room by force. 

You shake your head and tears run down your face and a little sob is to be heard.

"Are you crying, y/n?! How dare you cry!"   "I'll make you regret the day you met the Triton, he's nothing but a lying monster that only wanted your body, that's what he was after."   "Do you understand me, stupid brat?!" 

"I thought you loved me, but you were only deceiving me, I should never have allowed you to leave this house again."   "Maybe I should punish you so you don't dare to speak like this again."   "You deserve it, y/n, for betraying me!" "Why won't you come out?" 

"Scared"

"Are you afraid of me, y/n? Is that why you're hiding from me?"   "Don't worry, nothing bad will happen to you."   "And if you think the Triton can protect you, well he can't."   "You will stay in this room until I say you can come out."   "I won't allow you to disobey me again, you heard me y/n?" 

"I'm going downstairs, think about what you've done while I'm not around."   "And don't speak about the Triton again, or else... I'll have to punish you again." 

You humm as an answer and take deep breaths.

After a while you calm down. 

You lean against the door, your breaths coming in shallow gasps. 

Ben’s footsteps echo through the house as he stomps downstairs, his threats still ringing in your ears. The silence that follows is tense, filled with the weight of what just happened. You know you can’t stay here any longer. You have to get out before things get worse.

Determined, you wipe away your tears and scan the room for anything you might need. You grab your coat from the back of a chair and slip into your shoes as quietly as possible. Your eyes fall on the small backpack by your bed, where you’ve stashed a few essentials for a moment like this. Slinging it over your shoulder, you move towards the window, careful to avoid making any noise.

You cautiously open the window and peer outside. 

The night is dark, but the moon casts a silver light over the garden, illuminating the path to the beach beyond. You take a deep breath, steeling yourself for what you’re about to do. You have no choice but to run.

With a final glance at the door, you climb out of the window, wincing as your feet hit the cold ground. You pause, listening for any sign that Ben might have heard, but the house remains silent. You start moving, your steps light and swift as you make your way through the garden.

Every rustle of leaves and snap of twigs underfoot makes your heart leap into your throat, but you push forward, driven by a mix of fear and determination. You navigate the familiar path through the garden, your eyes darting around for any sign of movement. 

Each step brings you closer to the edge of the property, closer to freedom.

Finally, you reach the low fence that separates the garden from the open fields leading to the beach. You scramble over it, landing on the other side with a soft thud. You pause to catch your breath, then break into a run, the cold night air stinging your cheeks as you push forward.

The beach is within sight now, the vast expanse of sand glowing under the moonlight. The sound of the waves crashing against the shore is a soothing balm to your frayed nerves, and you feel a surge of hope as you draw closer. The Triton had promised to be there if you ever needed him. You just have to reach the water.

You stumble onto the sand, your feet sinking slightly with each step. You glance over your shoulder, half-expecting to see Ben chasing after you, but the path behind you is empty. You keep moving, driven by a desperate need to reach the safety of the sea.

As you reach the water’s edge, you hesitate for just a moment, the cold waves lapping at your feet. You look out over the dark expanse of the ocean, searching for any sign of the Triton. Then, a soft glow catches your eye, a faint, bluish light beneath the surface, moving steadily towards you.

The Triton emerges from the water, his form illuminated by the moonlight. He moves towards you with swift, fluid grace, his eyes filled with concern. “Y/n,” he says softly, “you made it.”

You collapse to your knees, exhausted and overwhelmed. “I had to get away,” you whisper, tears streaming down your face. “I couldn’t stay there anymore.”

He kneels beside you, his hand gently brushing away your tears. “You’re safe now,” he says, his voice a soothing lull. “But we need to leave before he realizes you’re gone.”

You nod, struggling to find the strength to stand. The Triton helps you to your feet, his touch warm and reassuring. “Come with me,” he says. “I’ll take you to my world. He can’t reach you there.”

You look into his eyes, seeing the promise of safety and a new beginning. “Okay,” you whisper, your voice trembling but resolute. “Take me with you.”

The Triton leads you into the water, his arm wrapped protectively around you. The waves rise around you, cool and calming, as you wade deeper into the sea. You take a deep breath, trusting him completely as the water closes over your head.

To your surprise, you can still breathe, the ocean wrapping around you like a comforting embrace. The Triton guides you through the depths, his glowing form lighting the way. You follow him, feeling a sense of awe and wonder as the underwater world unfolds before you.

Finally, you emerge into a vast, hidden lagoon, its waters calm and shimmering with an ethereal light. The Triton brings you to the surface, and you gasp for air, the salty breeze filling your lungs. You look around, taking in the beauty and tranquility of this secret haven.

“Welcome to my world,” the Triton says softly, his eyes warm with reassurance. “You’re safe here, y/n. No one can harm you.”

You nod, tears of relief mixing with the saltwater on your cheeks. “Thank you,” you whisper, your voice filled with gratitude and hope. “I don’t know what’s next, but I’m ready to start over.”

The Triton smiles, taking your hand. “You don’t have to face it alone,” he says gently. “We’ll figure it out together.”

As you look out over the serene waters, the fear and turmoil of the past begin to fade, replaced by a growing sense of possibility. With the Triton by your side, you feel ready to embrace whatever the future holds.