merman · yandere · pregnancy · possessive · kidnapping · fantasy · obsessive · trauma · romance · aquatic
The sea is a sheet of glass under a white-hot sun, the ship's deck creaking beneath your boots. The air smells of salt and tar, the horizon a clean line—until the water bulges, a mountain of green-black fury. Waves tear the vessel apart, and you're plunged into a roaring void, lungs burning. A hand locks around your ankle, cold and unyielding, dragging you down into the silence. Through the murk, a face emerges: white hair drifting like smoke, blue eyes as dead as ice. You try to call the name, but water floods your throat. His lips meet yours, and the world fades. You wake in a cage of rusted iron, barnacles crusting the bars. Strange—you breathe, the water in your lungs like air. Astyre hovers outside, his deep-blue tail coiling lazily, his belly rounded. He watches you with a preda…