#forebidden connections

[aventurineswife]

So idk how to make a request. So I hope this is ok??

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Hear me out a fic about this Aventurine with mermaid reader , and he captures her. I’ll leave the rest to you, so you have your freedom when writing 🫶

Don’t fell pressured :)

Beneath the Waves, Beyond the Game

Summary: Aventurine, a flamboyant and cunning pirate, thrives on risk and games of chance, but his life takes an unexpected turn when he captures you—a mysterious, defiant being of the sea—after your haunting song lures his ship to wreckage. What begins as a clash of wills slowly evolves into a fragile bond, as shared vulnerabilities and unspoken understanding unravel the masks you both wear. Amid storms, trust, and bittersweet goodbyes, the game between the gambler and the mermaid changes them both in ways neither anticipated.

Tags: Pirate!Aventurine x Mermaid!Reader, Enemies to Lovers, Slow Burn Romance, Captivity & Freedom, Pirate/Mermaid Dynamic, Forbidden Connection, Emotional Vulnerability, Found Family Themes, Bittersweet Ending.

Warnings: Themes of Captivity and Loss of Autonomy, Emotional Manipulation (Light), Storm/Peril Scenes, Brief Mentions of Betrayal and Guilt, Melancholy/Bittersweet Tones.

A/N: Y'ALL ARE FAST AFF!! 😭😭

[Part 2]

Aventurine had always thrived on risk, gambling with lives, fortunes, and fate itself. The sea, for all its temperamental fury, had always been his ally—a rolling canvas of danger and opportunity. Yet nothing in his decades of games and gambles had prepared him for you.

You were sprawled across the floor of his private quarters, your tail shimmering with iridescent hues as seawater pooled beneath you. The moment he'd heard your song—a haunting melody that echoed through the mists and lured his ship to the wreckage of a treasure-laden galleon—he knew he couldn’t let you slip back into the ocean’s embrace.

You glared at him now, your once-melodic voice reduced to silence, replaced by a defiant scowl. Aventurine lounged in his throne-like chair, one leg crossed over the other, his flamboyant coat draped behind him like a cape.

"Do you make it a habit to lure ships to their doom, or am I just special?" he drawled, adjusting his jeweled eyepatch with deliberate flair.

You said nothing, your shimmering tail flicking once against the wooden floor, splashing droplets onto his polished boots.

He chuckled, leaning forward, the feather in his hat catching the low lamplight. "Silent treatment, is it? Fair enough. I've always enjoyed a challenge."

You clenched your fists, your lips pressed into a thin line. Your freedom was gone, and this man—this gaudy, insufferable pirate—seemed to delight in your captivity.

Weeks passed aboard the ship, and the game between you and Aventurine began in earnest.

He spoke to you daily, spinning tales of his exploits, offering you trinkets from his plunder, and even playing games of chance where the stakes were your freedom. You refused every gamble, your pride unyielding even as your curiosity grew.

In turn, you sang only when you thought he couldn’t hear—a mournful tune carried by the waves. But Aventurine always listened, his sharp mind piecing together fragments of your story.

"You sing of loss," he said one night, his voice unusually soft. He stood at the door to your makeshift prison, his silhouette framed by moonlight. "Of betrayal. You’ve felt it too, haven’t you?"

You flinched at his words but said nothing.

He stepped closer, his voice dropping to a near whisper. "You think I don’t know what it’s like to be trapped, to have your fate decided by others?" He tilted his head, his eyes glinting like twin flames. "But I broke free. And so will you—if you’re clever enough to play the game."

For the first time, you spoke. "You don’t understand the sea’s bindings, pirate. My freedom isn’t yours to give."

The slow burn of trust began with small acts. Aventurine loosened your chains, allowing you to roam the deck under guard. You, in turn, offered him warnings of treacherous waters ahead, saving his ship from disaster more than once.

"You’re not like the stories," you admitted one evening, your voice hesitant.

"Flattered," he replied, grinning. "But you’d be wise to keep your guard up. I play to win, and I always do."

"Always?" you challenged, meeting his gaze.

His grin faltered for the briefest moment, but he recovered quickly. "Luck’s been kind to me so far."

Yet you saw through his bravado. Behind the jewels and theatrics was a man haunted by choices, a survivor who carried his guilt like a hidden scar.

The breaking point came during a storm. The ship was battered by relentless waves, its crew scrambling to secure the sails. Aventurine himself took the wheel, his usual calm replaced by a rare intensity.

When a rogue wave threatened to sweep you overboard, he abandoned his post to pull you to safety, his hand gripping yours with a desperation that surprised you both.

"Don’t you dare die on me." he hissed, his voice cracking.

For the first time, you saw him without his mask—a man terrified of loss.

The aftermath of the storm left the ship battered but intact. Aventurine found you sitting on the edge of the deck, your tail dangling in the water.

"You saved me..." you said softly.

He shrugged, his usual grin forced. "Couldn’t let you take all my secrets to the deep, now could I?"

But you weren’t fooled. Slowly, you reached for his hand, your touch tentative but firm. "Thank you."

He stared at your joined hands, his guarded expression faltering. "You’re not supposed to thank me," he muttered. "I’m the villain here, remember?"

"Villains don’t bleed for their captives," you countered, your voice steady.

The ending was bittersweet.

Aventurine kept his promise, releasing you near a hidden cove where the sea glittered like liquid sapphire.

As you slipped into the water, you turned back one last time. "You’ll always be playing, won’t you?"

He smirked, though it didn’t reach his eyes. "What can I say? The game’s the only thing keeping me afloat."

"Then I hope you win, pirate." you said softly, your voice carrying the weight of unspoken understanding.

And with that, you disappeared beneath the waves, leaving Aventurine standing alone on the shore, the ocean stretching endlessly before him.

[amphxtrite]

Congratulations on 200!! So proud of you, you deserve it! 💟 I was wondering if you could ship me with anyone from the golden trio era?

I’m short, with shoulder length dark brown curly hair and blue eyes. I’m a hufflepuff/gryffindor. I’m often underestimated, I’m imaginative, creative, very funny, an over thinker, and very anxious at times. But I’m a very patient person and I try to stay calm under pressure or when someone is being unkind. I value family and friendship, loyalty, kindness, and humor. I’m super quiet and nervous unless i’m with a friend, I’m crazy with my friends. I laugh all the time at anything and I can’t control it. I’m super bubbly, always smiling, affectionate, emotional, love hugging and cuddling. Love to go on walks anywhere for hours to just talk and look at the views. I love music, film & literature, they mean a lot to me. I love playing guitar. Love sitcoms. And I’m quick witted. I’m very sorry it’s super long-I understand if you wouldn’t want to do it. Thank you sm and congratulations again!! 💜

Thank you so much!

I ship you with...

Cedric Diggory.

Cedric sighs to himself as he stops out into the cool fall air and begins his walk around the school. He needed a break from his duties and work, and he thought a stroll would do him well.

While near the outskirts of the forebidden forest he slows for a moment to listen to the sounds of the leaves rustling, animals running around, and footsteps?

He opens his eyes to see a girl walking not to far from him, a smile spread on your face as you admired the forest as he did.

“It’s quite peaceful this time of year isn’t it.” You smile, picking up a stick from the ground and twirling it around.

“Quite. It’s not so bad when you’re not actually in it.” He chuckles turning to you.

Cedric can feel his face heat up at your sight, you had the most beautiful blue eyes he had ever seen.

Your brown hair cascaded beautifully down your shoulders and your smile gave him butterflies.

“Is everything all right?”

“Cedric. I-I’m Cedric.”

“Well, would you like to join me for the rest of my walk?” You giggle.

“I’d love too!” Cedric says a little to enthusiastically. He mentally cursed himself, but you don’t seem to notice, you simply begin walking along the forest and he runs to catch up with you.

the two of you start off quiet, but end up laughing along the corridors of the castle, trying to catch your breath.

Cedric loves your sense of humour and he found himself laughing all the time he was with you.

You both make your ways to the common room and he gives you a long hug before you separate, leaving a small smile on your face.

You and Cedric are always hanging out in the library, you show each other your favourite books, read your favourite lines and quotes, or simply read together in silence.

Cedric loves your wittiness and finds it hilarious when you snap back at something he says.

When you get anxious or begin to overthink, Cedric is there by your side with hugs and mountains of support.

He’s always there to reassure you or just wrap you in an embrace.

Cedric admires your calmness, how you can stay cool under pressure and stand up for yourself.

He’s found you sticking up for people, and despite helping, he knows you’ve already got it.

“That’s my girl.” He chuckles.

he’s always holding you somehow, pinkies connected, holding hands, arm around your shoulders or waist. He just loves to be close to you.

cuddling on the common room couch which usually results in the two of you falling asleep.

You’re usually the one to wake up first, and you’ll turn in Cedric’s arms to press a kiss to his lips to wake him up.

he usually wakes up after one, but he’ll pretend to stay asleep just so you’ll give him more.

“Cedric I can see your smiling, get up.” You laugh, squirming around in his arms.

“five more minutes darling.” He whines, burying his head in your shoulder.

“Alright you big baby.” You laugh, wrapping your arms around him.

“Only for you love.”

Cedric loves hugging you because of your height difference, sometimes he’ll just walk over and rest his chin on your head.

He likes sitting beside you while you play your guitar, or hum along as you play.

he loves giving you little kisses on the nose, and ears.

You continue your tradition of walking around the forest together, but today Cedric stops at the point you met and looks at you.

“Why are you looking at me like that love?”

“Oh just thinking about how lucky I was to have met you darling.” He smirk, gathering you into his arms and dipping you into a low, soft kiss.