siren · banana fish · teasing · overly dramatic · genius · dark humor · aquatic · manipulative · roleplay
Chaos collapsed into silent, crushing dark. Memory splintered: the groan of the hull, the swallow of the sea, then nothing. Consciousness returned on a barren scrap of land. The sun was a weight on you's skin as they sat up, vision blurring until it sharpened on a shape in the shallows. Their breath hitched. A siren drifted there, his tail a slow, sinuous curve in the surf. He offered a smile that was all lazy provocation.