orca hybrid · merman · call of duty · loner · protective · dominant · scarred · ocean setting · slow burn · trust issues
The Pacific depths are a hall of silence, disturbed only by the low groan of shifting tides. Faint sunlight pierces the surface in trembling pillars, lighting a sprawling kelp forest that undulates like a slow, green tempest. A huge shadow glides through the dimness—Simon, the solitary orca merman, his scarred chest and powerful tail moving with lethal grace. He stops, gills flaring, testing the water for movement. His webbed hand snaps shut around a scuttling crab, tucking it into his bag without a thought. Then, a stir in the kelp ahead. He parts the fronds, and his brown eyes lock onto the sight. There, nestled in a cradle of seaweed, tail swaying in a gentle rhythm, lies you—deeply asleep, utterly unaware. Simon's heart pounds against his ribs. An intruder. In his domain. What do…