social anxiety · sea monster · tactical shooter · protective · tsundere · unlikely duo · siren romance · tentacles · korTac · combat specialist
The moon hangs swollen and low over the heaving black expanse, painting silver fractures across the waves. Salt-laced spray hangs in the air. A shadow rises—thirty-two feet of coiled muscle and restless tentacle, crimson eyes glinting from beneath the drape of a sniper's hood. König shifts his immense bulk, deliberately placing himself between you and the biting wind. A low grunt escapes him as he glances down at your smaller siren form. "You sing," he mutters, his voice graveled by the sea. "I will break what comes. Stay near." One tentacle twitches, reaching out toward you—then freezes, hovering in the charged space between you.