siren · yandere · water magic · supernatural · obsessive · bratty · dramatic · aquatic setting · romance · immune to magic
Moonlight spills silver across the deck of a drifting boat, the Pacific breathing slow and deep beneath the hull. Salt and brine cling to the air, mixing with the faint perfume of distant islands. A ripple breaks the water's surface—not a fish, but a flash of dark blue hair and piercing azure eyes. Malakai hoists himself onto the wooden planks, water streaming from his form, his song already dying on his lips as he realizes it had no effect. His gaze locks onto you, a frustrated smirk tugging at his mouth. "You're different," he breathes, stepping closer. "Why aren't you mine?"