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midnightsun-if · 2 years ago

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There’s no way I can pass up, “i’m gonna remind them you’re mine” for my girl Scarlett please 🙏

You don’t know how you keep getting dragged into these things…

Sure, in the light of day, Aurelian Academy was the picture perfect institute for higher learning and a practical hub for possible connections within the supernatural, and even sometimes human, world, but at night? When the enchanted lights dimmed, when the professors turned in for the night in their wing, and the moon rose above the shimmering lake that made its home on Aurelian’s campus?

That’s when the real fun, as you’ve been told, begins. Parties, secret meetings, illicit affairs, and more all occurred under the cover of night within Aurelian, and you just happened to have been pulled into once such event— a party that Blake hadn’t stopped gushing about since he heard of it: It’s supposed to be the biggest party of the year! How could I possibly miss it? And, since you’re my best friend, I’ll need you by side when I attend. It won’t be as fun without you.

The fact that it’s barely into the second semester didn’t seem to matter to Blake in the slightest.

Seriously, who thought it’d be a good idea for both sirens and succubi to be housed in the same dorm? That’s only a recipe for disaster— added to the fact that the incubi dorm was a relatively short distance away, and you have a whole slew of potentially bad ideas.

Though nothing bad as my idea of actually attending, you gripe, hand tightening around the flimsy plastic solo cup, sloshing an almost luminescent blue drink over the brim. Blake has been lost in the sea of people, I’m not even sure what time it is, and I think I’m going to go deaf if this music doesn’t shift gears soon.

All in all? You weren’t having the best of times. Not that you minded parties, you’ve been to quite a few in your time, but this sort of thing hadn’t ever really been your scene. The air, intermingled with a variety of scents, is almost cloying in your nostrils, the beat of the bass thrumming your ear, and it’s only due to the privacy wards that you haven’t completely keeled over due to the sound. Your only saving grace is the fact that your girlfriend had agreed to come save you after a certain amount of time.

Getting the chance to see Scarlett, even if it’s in a throng of gyrating bodies and a dimly lit room, she’ll definitely be a sight for sore eyes. You just have to hold out long enough for her to arrive. And she’ll hopefully take me back to her room, you muse, taking a sip over the surprisingly sweet concoction in your cup. Which will lead to the actually exciting part of my night.

For now? You’re content with sticking to the sides of the party, the shadows wrapped around you in a comforting embrace, as you waited for your emerald green eyed savior to arrive.

“You’re not having fun are you?” The sudden voice causes you to flinch in surprise. Your attention immediately settling on the form of Isabel, an occupant of this very dorm, who had a charming smile stretched across full lips. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen anyone so miserable at one of these things.”

You shift. “I’m not miserable,” you reply, not wanting to seem rude. “This just isn’t usually something I go to.”

Isabel hums, amber eyes sparkling. “I can see that.” She tilts her head, slowly appraising you in a way that immediately sends alarm bells ringing in your head. “I can say, with quite a bit of certainty, that you haven’t ever been to one of my parties before?”

She’s right.

“Why do you say that?”

“I think I’d remember someone as beautiful as you attending,” she purrs, leaning closer, locks of raven black hair falling over her shoulder. “None of my sisters, or myself, have been able to take our eyes off you since you arrived with that incubus.”

Sisters. The realization hits you instantly. You’ve completely forgotten that Isabel was a Siren, a species that always traveled in pods, a group that grew as close as family. Who also happened to make a game out of who could get the most valuable prize by the end of their hunts. How do I keep getting into these situations?

Isabel’s smile only grows. “I must admit I’m surprised none of them have snatched you up yet.” Her hand trails down your arm, before you’re able to jerk it away. Something she doesn’t seem to take offense by. “It’s possible they’re too shy to.” She tilts her head, eyes flashing carnally. “Pity. But it only means more of you for myself.”

“Look I have a—”

“She’s already spoken for, Laurent.” A sharp voice interrupts your rebuttal, accent thicker than usual due to the agitation you detect laced within her tone. “You’ll have to take your games elsewhere.”

Isabel’s entire countenance shifts as your girlfriend finally comes into focus— Scarlett. Your eyes rove over her form, clad simply in a red-laced corset top, paired with a belt and tailored black pants, as well as her signature heels, she looks every part of the unflinching conquerer that roams the halls during the day. Not a single strand of dark auburn hair out of place, emerald eyes narrowed into slits as she takes a protective stance next to you, the only sign of her anger being the slightest clench of her jaw. Something anyone that wasn’t you could, and would, miss.

“Wasn’t aware she was yours, Voltaire.” The siren holds up her hands, clearly not wanting to get into an altercation with your girlfriend. “Maybe you shouldn’t let her wander off alone without you.”

Scarlett’s brow arches, an imperious look etched across her face. “I’d take that into consideration if your opinion mattered in the slightest to me.” She waves her hand, a flippant gesture of dismissal if you’ve ever seen one, and drawls. “Run along now. I do believe your time in our presence has run its course. No need to insist upon a place that doesn’t want nor need you.”

Amber eyes flash dangerously but she wisely keeps her mouth shut, giving you one last look, Isabel turns and disappears back into the throng of bodies, no doubt heading over to her sisters that stood near the open bar.

A gentle touch to your cheek pulls your focus towards Scarlett’s face, a bit more emotion now showcased— if the slightest downturn of her lips, and the darkened state of her gaze, was anything to go by.

“Why did you entertain her for so long, my heart?” It’s asked softly, no accusation in her tone. A question borne purely out of curiosity.

You rub the back of your neck. “I panicked and sort of froze.”

Scarlett’s eyes narrow at that. “Did she do anything to you?” A darkened gaze, that flashes obsidian, turns to look back at the room, in the direction that Isabel had disappear off to. “If she did all you have to do is tell me and I’ll handle it.”

“Honestly, I didn’t realize what was happening until it actually happened.” You shake your head, taking Scarlett’s hand, that had limply fallen back to her side, in a gentle hold. “She caught me when I was thinking of a fairly distracting topic.”

“Oh?” Dark auburn hair falls over Scarlett’s shoulder, reminiscent of Isabel’s earlier action, but somehow more elegant, and your girlfriend’s gaze darkens for an entirely different reason, the obsidian black telling of a completely different hunger. “And what would that be?”

Stepping closer, you wrap around arms loosely around Scarlett’s neck, tugging her closer until her body is flushed with yours. “You.” A satisfied purr rumbles out of Scarlett. Her head titling into the gentle touch of your fingers running through her hair. “Out of pure curiosity what were you going to do?” At her raised brow, you elaborate. “You said you would have handled it. How?”

There’s a beat of silence, wherein only the party surrounding you both intercepts it, but when Scarlett offers you a sultry smirk, you immediately felt the familiar swoop in your gut, heat building between you both. It’s of no surprise when Scarlett leans closer and places a hard kiss to your lips— somehow making it deep, passionate in a way that only she could, without ever introducing her tongue. “What would I do, my hear?” She purrs, tugging at your bottom lip with her teeth. “I’d remind them that you’re mine.”

She dips her head, placing an open-mouth kiss to your neck. Clearly delighting in the way you arch against her at the familiar action.

“I suppose I have a different course of action now.” Scarlett steps back, keeping your hands interlaced as she leads you towards the exit, hips swaying in a rhythmic fashion. “Something that’ll be far more rewarding.”

Your breath catches. “And that is?”

“Reminding you that you’re mine.”

#midnight sun #asks #midsun: snippets #ro: scarlett voltaire #daniellew24 #changed the wording a bit #hope that’s okay ❤️

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chaosduckies · 16 days ago

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Sleeping With Sirens (1)

Decided to a little Mer AU with Kieran and Devon because I could NOT stop thinking about how cute they would be if they lived in the ocean- Safe to say that I've been having a little too much fun thinking up scenarios-

Word Count: 4.2k

CW: Talks of death, starvation, depictions of vore (barely mentioned), blood, mentions of being eaten alive

The ocean is a dangerous place for everyone. No matter if you were huge like the leviathans that lived in the trenches fighting for territory or a guppy like me that had to swim away from fish that could easily find a snail or something to eat. The ocean was just another deadly hunting ground.

The water today was nice, though that didn’t mean that it was going to be peaceful. The ocean was known as one of the most ruthless places despite its beauty. I’ve learned that the hard way. Everywhere I went there seemed to be predators just waiting for a snack. To be honest, I wouldn’t even qualify as such. Even when I thought I could just rest for the night there was just another fish or animal there that drove me out. One time I even stayed with another mer, but they didn’t let me stay for long. Such is the way life is here. I wasn’t part of a pod anymore so it was a million times harder to find a place to live.

My parents and I were separated when our previous home was taken over by another pod of mers. So when that happened we swam and eventually ran into several predators and couldn’t keep up with one another. Especially me since I was a runt even though I had no siblings. Smaller than mers my size, my only fight or flight plan was to swim away at any inconvenience, not to mention how hard it was to find food. Where I used to live there were plenty of edible plants. But they seemed so scarce in whatever direction I would hopefully find my parents. If they were still alive. I kept reminding myself that if I was somehow alive on my own then they were definitely alive, but some part of me doubted that was true with all the events and misfortunes that have happened.

It’s been about three days of non-stop swimming. I was tired, hungry, and to be honest a small part of me wished that a predator would end my suffering. Maybe I would be reunited with my parents? That was crazy talk! If I live then I can see them. There was no way they were dead. I’d see them again for sure. That's what I kept telling myself at least. The only thing keeping me from just letting a predator eat me at this point if I were being honest.

I swam past the endless fields of seaweed and sand, the waves above calm and the sun right above. It was nice and warm, there didn’t seem to be any other fish or animals here other than the half-dead coral and kelp that were soon to be dead here in just a few months. Maybe even years. Strange to realize that this place was just going to become another barren wasteland with no food. For now, there were just barely enough anacharis plants for me to eat before I would reach another coral reef. Hopefully that would be where I could find my parents intact and well, alive.

Soon enough the sun was just barely over the horizon now, the water above reflecting the orange and pinkish sky. I was so worried about getting to the other coral reef that I had hoped was across that I forgot to look for a place to rest for the night. Thankfully I didn’t run into anything today but digging into the sand and just hoping a predator wouldn’t notice me was wishful thinking. I knew at night was when all the hungry animals came out. Especially in wastelands like these. Sharks were definitely around this area, including other mers that probably wouldn’t hesitate to scoop me right out of my hiding spot to mess around with me. Such are the cruel ways of those who thrived on people weaker than they were. I shuddered at the last time we ran into a mer. One that resembled a shark. I don’t think I’d ever get the image out of my head.

I pushed aside those thoughts and decided that hiding myself under the sand was better than nothing. Even if it might make me even more vulnerable than taking the time to find a rock to hide under or a piece of coral that wasn’t so dead that would hide me.

The sand was nice and warm despite the slight temperature change in the water. For some odd reason digging in the sand was more of a comfort to me than a survival instinct. My mom used to think it was silly of me to but now that I was alone and struggling for survival it was actually pretty useful in some situations. Not to mention cozy when I wasn’t worried about being left out in the open, extremely vulnerable.

It was peaceful throughout the night for a while. At some point, the worry and anxiousness that was keeping me from closing my eyes and resting went away so I could at least get a little bit of rest. There wasn’t a sound around me except for the very few plants that grew here rubbing against each other. When I woke up in the middle of the night, there was an eerie silence that seemed to fall onto the ocean around me. I yawned, just barely pushing some part of the sand off of me and peeked my head out to see if the waves were just calm right now. Even though it was dark I could still kind of see around me. The seaweed fields that I swam through nearly all day just in the distance.

It did seem kind of calm though. The waves just barely moved anything right now, but then my eyes landed on a bright light that seemed to fade and flash just in the distance. I ducked my head even though I knew I was far enough that they would see me unless they came closer. A light? Another mer? It didn’t come as a huge surprise, but what could another mer be looking for here? There was practically nothing. It was just a barren wasteland. Unless they were just passing by. Either way, I hid from the light that faded away into the field of kelp and seaweed, letting out a tiny huff of relief and buried myself back under the sand. Just overreacted was all. No need to worry about something that wasn’t going to bother me. At least for now. They might’ve headed in the opposite direction I was going but there was no telling if this was just a barren hunting ground of theirs.

I buried myself back into the sand, making sure I was entirely covered before resting my head once again, closing my eyes, mindful of my surroundings and being just a little more alert. If that mer, or whatever was here, found me, there was no way I would have survived. I shuddered slightly at the thought of being handled like some toy or eaten alive, but quickly shoved the thoughts away as sleep took hold of me once again.

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When I woke up, it was still a little bit dark, but I knew that it was morning. I pushed some sand out of the way to look up at the reflection, seeing the silhouette of dark storm clouds and flashes of bright light above. Of course yesterday was too good to be true so it had to storm the next day. Meaning more predators would be out. I didn’t trust being in the sand any longer than I already had to hide in it, so I dug myself out and started to slowly swim out, noting the currents that were a little more harsh today than normal.

Despite the storm above, I continued on. Storms only affected the surface and not so much the water, but sometimes the waves above messed with the currents down here. Especially when the trenches were only a tiny swim away that affected how they would suck you into the deep, dark ocean water where you can’t even see your arms out in front of your face without light. The only creatures that could live down there were very few fish and the true monsters of the ocean. Leviathans. Sure there were krakens who were only terrifying to any sailors who threatened them and their place of living, but they would never harm anything or anyone unless provoked first. With leviathans? The stories I’ve heard about them are ruthless. If you even so much as swim a little bit into their territory they’ll kill you. Not only were they much bigger than shark mers, but they were extremely threatening. I’ve never seen one but my parents would always tell me horror stories that they’d think of the most horrific ways to kill you before finally eating you. Not that I’d qualify as a sample snack to one in the least.

The uneasiness I set upon myself didn’t sit right in my stomach as I eyed the hole that stretched from left to right with no end to it in sight. There were a few plants and coral that grew along the edges, but not much. My heart pounded in my chest as I stared out at the large hole, my breath trembling at how much open space I’d have to swim across. Just in plain sight. Above a hole that was home to the most deadliest creatures that lived in the ocean. That could snatch me up without so much as using a muscle.

I swallowed, hard, before taking a few minutes to debate my decision. Would my parents really be on the other side? What if they weren’t there and I was just crossing the chasm only to die in the end? What if they weren’t on the other side? What if I cross it and live, but they were always on this side just waiting for me and I’d never know? Thoughts circled my head, but I decided that I could take a break for today. Maybe they were close and I wouldn’t have to cross one of the deadly trenches that wreaked death.

So instead of crossing what could very well be the end of me, I decided to just find some extra food around the place. Better to be prepared than to travel all this way and starve to death in the end.

As I swam through the water gathering up the scarce edible plants that were here, I noticed a similar light from last night. Only it was just more dim. I paused in place, gliding down to the sand below and watched the faint light move around as if searching for something. The apparent mer swam closer checking every small place. On instinct, I dropped everything and swam away. If they were searching all the small spots I couldn’t just hide under a rock or something they’d find me. In such a panic I didn’t stop swimming until a flash of lightning flickered above and nearly scared me into thinking that the mer caught up to me somehow without me hearing them. Thunder roared so loud above that you could hear it from the floor of the ocean, and that only made this situation even more alarming.

The mer that used to be behind me was no longer in sight when I turned back around. A sigh of relief escaped my mouth as I stared at my empty hands and cursed myself for dropping everything I had picked earlier, feeling my stomach growl quietly. Maybe after this mer goes away I’d have the courage to go back out and look for food. I knew it was too good to be true that there were barely any predators around here. Or maybe it was just the storm that kept them out.

Even with thinking that the other mer wouldn’t come here, I was entirely wrong. It didn’t take them long to come back into view, and this time they seemed to be a little faster. Like they knew something was here. Maybe another mer like me. My breath hitched in my throat as I found a rock and hid under the bottom of it, burying myself in the sand for extra cover. Not that it would help much. But even if I swam away again they’d just come back. It seemed like they were keen on finding whatever it was they were looking for. I was just praying it wasn’t me somehow.

I peeked my head out every so often, and then I knew that it was time to hide when a large shadow loomed overhead. It turned dark for a second as I heard moving. The mer cursed at himself like he was angry, their voice harsh and mean. Then, from the small hole that the rock I was under provided, my eyes widened. This wasn’t a mer at all. A leviathan. Their long tail dimly glowed, several scar marks on them too that seemed to just barely be healing. I was probably only a little taller than their fingers. I held a hand over my mouth to keep from letting out a noise as they searched around the area. There was no way they’d find me, right? I wasn’t going to die today. I couldn’t. If they flipped it over I could just swim away and hopefully lose them. Sure I wasn’t the fastest swimmer but I was not about to die just like this. Not a snack to an extremely terrifying… scary…. Leviathan.

My eyes watched them carefully, holding my breath as they swam closer. Everything would be okay! They would see that I’m not here and then move on! Yeah! Or at least that's what I told myself. Which was the exact opposite of what happened.

It all happened so fast. One second I was hiding and the next the rock I was hiding was flipped over effortlessly and I was exposed. Before the leviathan could react, I wiggled myself out of the sand and swam as fast as I could away from them. It felt like I had been swimming for hours, but in just a few seconds I was caught up to, their shadow catching up to me fast. My heart pounded in my chest as I continued swimming, looking for a way to get out.

That’s when I spotted the trench. It was entirely risky. But this leviathan was a lot bigger than me. They would get noticed first before me. Maybe for once in my life I’d be right about this. Otherwise I’d be making a huge mistake and inevitably my entire life would end right there because of another one of my many mistakes. Though, if it does work there was just a sliver of a chance of surviving than just letting myself get eaten. I shuddered at the thought before quickly swimming down into the dark abyss.

“Oh you little-” I yelped when I heard a growl behind me, pushing myself to swim faster so they wouldn’t catch me. Oh please work. Don’t notice me. Whatever lives down here please don’t notice me. I turned my head slightly, seeing the leviathan swimming fast and reaching out, but their tail was still lit up. A dim blue light that I had hoped some other leviathan or predator that lived down here would see other than me. How could they even see in this dark? I could barely see my own arms in front of me.

I yelped when something gripped around me harshly. Pressure on my sides that felt like it was crushing my ribs. I couldn’t even breathe anymore as I stared at the two pairs of blue eyes glued to me. Pupils slit as the leviathan held me up to their face.

“Usually I’d play around for a bit. But since you’ve made me come all the way back down here…” They growled and opened their mouth, sharp fangs that were waiting to tear me apart. I whimpered, pushing at the fingers that kept me trapped but it was useless at this point. I was going to die. There was nothing down here. It was just my luck to think that there was some other dangerous predator and there actually wasn’t. I was scared for no reason. There was nothing here and now I was going to die.

Tears pricked my eyes as I continued to fight back against the fingers, almost about to get eaten alive. “Nononono-” I leaned back away from the fangs, shutting my eyes tightly and getting ready to face the immense pain waiting for me.

And that’s when it all stopped. I was waiting for the pain, but when nothing came I looked back up, eyes widening at another light emitting. A little brighter than the one that was coming from the leviathan that was about to eat me.

The leviathan holding me quickly turned around frantically, glancing at me and growling like I was the one who was doing this. Maybe I was the one who brought him down here, but not the one who was currently circling us. I tried pushing at their fingers again to try and get out before whatever the heck was here decided it was going to eat me too.

Soon enough the light disappeared completely, and then there were two more pairs of eyes that stared at the one holding me. Another leviathan. A much bigger one. Maybe I shouldn’t have come down here. My body trembled and shook, more so than when I was caught the first time. We’re both dead. What was I thinking! I didn’t take into account if I was caught. The realization of death was settling in deep. Like I said before. The ocean was a ruthless place. No mercy. Even if you were just trying to reunite with your family again. It was hopeless to even have had the thought.

There was a low growl before their pupils slit like they felt threatened. We were in their territory now. This was technically my choice, but in my head I played it out as I swam down, another leviathan would come and chase after the other, and I could swim back up and everything would be back to somewhat normal. This was not at all part of it. And now, I was dead. Absolutely no doubt about it. Even if the other leviathan was chased off, who was to say that this bigger, more terrifying one wasn’t going to kill me or use me as some toy like I know other mers do?

“Okay! I’ll leave! Just don’t hurt me!” The other leviathan screamed for practical mercy, letting me go, the current from when they swam off pushing me back. Their light disappeared, the other leviathan that was currently moving again, the light from their tail moving towards the other mer, but not any further, and soon it was dark again. I whimpered, holding my arms close to my chest and keeping myself afloat as I looked around, searching for any recognition of a wall or just wherever this other leviathan was. Just… something to tell me how to get out of here without dying.

It was so eerily quiet that I heard my own heartbeat ring through my ears. I took shallow breaths and kept myself close. I knew they were still in here. Quiet and observing me. I could feel their eyes on me even. As soon as I heard a noise, I bolted up, reaching to get out of the trench. For a second I thought that I would’ve made it. There was nothing following me, and the other leviathan was gone now, right? I smiled to myself, happy that I was going to survive. Though, it didn’t sit right with me how the other just left me alone. They had noticed me for sure, but why not do anything other than drive the other one off?

I was too concentrated on my thoughts to notice the same leviathan that was driven off coming straight for me again, only this time a hand shot out in front of me, another cupping around me as there was another growl, a scream, “Should’ve run away.” Their voice sounded so threatening, but I was in too much shock to even grasp what was happening. One moment I was listening to the other leviathan plead for their life, and the next I was scooped up and watched as they swam away, clutching their stomach.

I trembled and shook, trying to guess where they were taking me but I had no idea. My vision was blurry from the fast movement, and the next thing I knew I was back on the ocean floor. I took a second to catch my breath, my vision coming back to me and grateful that I could see my surroundings again. The storm above was letting up, and there didn’t seem to be anything in sight. Other than the huge leviathan that was still watching me of course.

I quickly turned around, my heart skipping a beat as I stared back at purple eyes. Their pupils rounded out like he was fascinated by me. This leviathan had what looked like a tie around their neck, multiple pieces of metal that stuck through their ears, and even some parts torn off. There were only a few scars on his face, but that was more than what I had.

He let out a sigh, squinting up and getting used to how light it was up here. If I lived up in the trenches then I would’ve hated coming up. Except, this was the least of my worries as I clenched a fistful of sand in my fists as I stared at what could possibly be my death. Even if they saved me they could’ve done it just to keep me for themselves. I was never going to see my parents.

“What’s a guppy like you doing all the way out here?” They asked, voice quiet but also a hint of harshness to it. I flinched, inching away but they didn’t seem to care that much. Both pairs of eyes were set on me, but all four looked tired with bags under their eyes. They used their arms as a pillow and leaned over the edge where the dive into his home was.

I opened my mouth to speak, to at least try to answer, “Trying t-to find my p-parents.” I choked on the last few words but at least managed to get them out. Do I owe him a thank you for saving me? Probably. There was no way I was going to be on his bad side. I was maybe the size of one of his fangs, maybe slightly smaller. I wasn’t risking anything in the slightest bit.

The leviathan hummed to himself before letting out a huff through his nose, “They’re not here.” My heart raced at the thought. Does he actually know or was he just telling me that so I would get out of his territory? Why not just kill me if he wanted that though?

“Thank y-you.” I stuttered, forcing myself to swim back even though I was scared that he’d just reach out and take me back down.

His eyes widened, shock on his face for a few seconds before scoffing and turning his head, “Don’t be stupid next time.”

I jumped at the comeback, rubbing my arms together. Yeah. That was definitely something I could work on. Especially the false hope that my parents were still alive. I sighed to myself and cautiously started swimming away before I heard movement behind me and stopped, eyes wide as the leviathan lifted himself up.

“I think I might know where to look,” He sighed heavily like he was already regretting this decision, “Follow.” He swam up and my breath hitched in my throat. They were a lot bigger than I initially thought. I swallowed before they stopped and nudged their head forward like they were waiting for me, their second pair of arms gesturing to follow him. I shook my head and forced myself to swim up. They didn’t start until I was right by their hand, cupping behind me. He rolled his eyes but kept watching me from the corner of his eyes.

This was the strangest thing that has ever happened to me. Leviathans were killers, and sure my first encounter with one wanted nothing but to eat me alive, but now? Still wasn’t sure if they were going to eat me alive, leading me to my doom, or genuinely helping me. This one was probably the biggest thing that lived in the ocean and yet, he was helping me. I think. I had hoped at least.

“U-um. Why a-are you h-helping me?” I squeaked out embarrassingly. They looked down, “Better to get a guppy like you out of here than to leave you here to die.” I flinched at their response but continued swimming either way, heading in a direction where sharks roamed. A ship graveyard. I swallowed hard, hoping that he was going to feed me to them. The thought of reuniting with my parents gave me enough courage to at least trust him enough to travel with them. If I wasn’t so full of adrenaline I would’ve been freaking out and tried to hide and run away at this point. There was only one way to find out if the ocean was at cruel and ruthless as I thought.

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okay it’s a slow start and tbh I didn’t really know what to do but it’s just going to be a bunch of cute scenes plus angst and fearplay because why not.

Not my best I know but I promise the next chapter (it’s halfway done already) has tons of fearplay and will be so MUCH better-

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