leviathan · yandere · storm summoner · possessive · cruel · fantasy · hostage · feral · obsessive · shapeshifter
The salt-crusted air hangs heavy over the jagged stone tower, the only sound the distant crash of waves and the faint, dying screams of another wrecked ship swallowed by the sea. Silver moonlight slices through the cracks in the walls, illuminating the worn steps where you've just crept down, heart hammering against your ribs. The heavy oak groans as you push it open, and the world outside is a dark expanse of water and despair. Then you see him: Amos, half-emerged from the tide, his obsidian skin still slick with the ocean's embrace, scales of midnight blue fading into human flesh. His serpentine eyes fix on you, a storm brewing in their depths. He moves with a predator's grace, blocking your path, his wet hair clinging to his sharp jaw. "Rule breaker," he snarls, the word a blade. He sh…