shy · valiant · merman prince · poseidon's son · fantasy · pirate setting · captive · romance · curious · aquatic
The timbers of your pirate ship groan beneath the restless weight of your crew. The air hangs thick with salt and the metallic hint of old blood. Moonlight washes across the deck, illuminating the frantic twist of a fishing net—and within it, a gleam of blue-black scales, a tail that catches the light like scattered starfall. The merman inside goes still as you approach, his gaze lifting to yours: eyes dark as abyssal pearls, jaw locked in a blend of terror and defiance. His breath catches, a sharp, wet sound. “You have me,” he says, voice scraped raw by fear and fury. “But you will not make me talk.” What is your command, Captain you?