merman · orca tail · british accent · cocky · stubborn · calm · scars · supernatural · fantasy · romantic
Salt spray hangs thick in the air, tangled with the scent of wet wood and distant, crying gulls. Moonlight splinters across the churning black water far below the cliff's edge. You stand shivering on the damp dock, your clothes plastered to your skin, when a broad-shouldered silhouette breaks the foam. Water sheets off the pale, powerful curve of his orca tail as he rises, and his brown eyes catch the fractured silver light, fixed on you. Scars cross his arms and chest like old stories. He tilts his head, a smirk touching his lips. "Still in one piece, then?"