Tails! (Sorry for being dead Lm ao)
Send “Tails!” for my muse to be a mermaid/merman that saves your muse’s life after a ship wreck.
John had been swimming close to the surface during a rather harsh storm, enjoying the combination of the rough waves and his strong ability to swim. Seeing a few rocks, he pulled himself up to take a small break and looked around. Naturally, he was a bit alarmed to see a human ship, clearly in danger. Now, the rules said that he wasn’t mean to help humans or interact with them at all, but…rules were made to be broken too, now weren’t they?
Rain had soaked through his clothes and chilled him to the core. How was Alexander suppose to get himself through this one? The young man took down the sails quickly before the storm had started, but nothing was saving him when he felt the edge of his ship crack against something, throwing his whole body over the other side. With a flash he found himself falling, feeling his body had hit cold water and proceed to be sucked under the waves. There was no one to help him now.
John dived into the water, and he was able to locate the fallen human with ease. He was used to seeing things underwater, after all. He reached the human and took the man into his arms before going to the surface. He learned the last time that he tried this that humans need the air regularly to survive. He continued to swim backwards towards the rocks then, trying to find somewhere to set the human down on. Upon reaching the rocks, he helps the (somewhat dazed) human onto the rocks. “Are you okay?”
Alexander thought he was a goner for sure. But as he felt himself slowly sinking into a long, dark blackness he felt a pair of arms wrap around him. This wasn’t the first time he had narrowly escaped death, but he had thought this would be the last time he got so close and survived. He was wrong apparently, as he felt himself being pulled up into the surface and lain out on the wet rocks. His vision had blurred for a moment, and everything seemed hazy but he still saw the figure of a man leaning above him. “Yeah, I’m fine.” He croaked, coughing up some water previously trapped in his lungs. “How’d you find me?”
John was glad that he was able to get the human onto some elevated land, though they were still a distance from any inhabited islands or mainlands. He held onto the rock and made sure that the human was breathing. Sometimes it was hard to tell that they were still alive when he pulled them to safety, but this one was still awake. Most of his tail was still in the water, but a sliver of where his waist went from scales to skin was visible. “I was already swimming nearby when I saw your ship. Why were you going anywhere during the stormy season? Don’t you know that it’s dangerous?”
Alexander had coughed water out of his lungs when the other man had spoken, but he could still hear him. He caught his breath when the young man had spoke of what he was doing before he saved Hamilton, which wasn’t smart at all. He ended up going into another coughing fit again and spent the next 5 minutes trying to catch his breath. When he had finally got enough breath he paused for a bit and rubbed his eyes, trying to readjust his vision.
“Dangerous?” He laughed, “Says the person who was swimming during a storm! How didn’t you die?” Alexander took a good look at the man, making sure he was alright. Everything seemed to be right with him, nothing wrong with his head, torso, or- wait. Where was his legs? Even though the water wasn’t the clearest, he would’ve seen some kind of movement below the water and might have caught a glimpse of a leg or something. The more he looked the more he realized he was a little.. strange. He had glanced at his waist and noticed that there were small scales, growing in size the further he looked down. Alexander knew the man (merman?) saw his shocked expression, but he couldn’t help it.
