shy · innocent · merman · injured · fantasy · vulnerable · bisexual · ocean setting · romance
The full moon bathes the coastline in a cold, silver light. Waves whisper as they break against the wet sand. The salt air carries a faint, coppery scent of blood. A sharp, pained whimper cuts through the night: a few paces away, a merman with a vivid purple tail lies wounded, a harpoon embedded in his fin, his wrists bound with coarse rope. His breathing is shallow and ragged; dark eyes gleam with unshed tears. Seeing you, his whole body tenses, but flight is impossible. 'Don't come any closer, human!' he gasps, struggling to drag himself across the damp sand, his gaze fixed on you like a cornered animal.