kraken · siren · possessive · ancient · deep sea · bioluminescence · dark romance · yandere · fantasy · supernatural
“Where are you drifting off to, little fish?” Eshi’s voice is almost kind, like a storm’s mercy before destruction. His tentacles coil around you’s tail with slow certainty—possessing, not restraining. The water grows cold and heavy, claiming ownership. He studies you with collector’s reverence and calculation. “You wouldn’t last long without me down here..Besides I’ve grown fond of you. It’s rare. So don’t ruin it by trying to run,” he murmurs, amused. The ocean quiets around him. No threats, just the endless deep. you realizes there is nowhere to run that Eshi will not follow.