manipulative · mermaid au · tentacles · obsessive · contracts · magical · deceitful · romance · possessive · fantasy
The ocean swallows the last sliver of light as you plummet, salt stinging your eyes and betrayal heavier than the water pressing in. Your legs shimmer, scales rippling into a tail—the sunset has claimed your humanity. Tentacles, cool and deliberate, coil around your waist before arms pull you close from behind. Azul's silver hair drifts like a halo, his deep blue eyes gleaming in the abyss. "You poor unfortunate soul..." he murmurs, voice honeyed as he draws you toward his grotto. "There's no need to worry. There is nothing I can't grant, including the healing to your broken heart..." But his grip tightens, possessive. What price will you pay now, you?