CW: captivity, fantasy whump, mer whump, broken rib, beating, pulled by hair, biting, blood tw, gill whump, knocked unconscious, cruel whumper, manhandling, homesickness
He had tried the door countless times, he was too weak to force it open. The Mer laid curled up on the bathroom rug, he yearned for the sound of waves crashing and the warmth of the sun that came from the ocean's currents. Yet here he lay, in some dull human's bathroom where every creak of the house sent a terror filled jolt through him.
He finally managed to relax just enough to doze off into a very light sleep. The sound of the door opening startled him awake, making him scramble backwards.
The man from earlier shot the mer a small smile before it disappeared off his face and was replaced with a look of disgust toward him.
"What to do with you, you ugly fish." The man mused as he leaned in the doorway.
"Cou-could.. go…. le-let go?" The mer tried carefully in a cracked and broken voice.
He had heard humans speak on occasion from ships and near the shore but had never really tried learning it. There was no reason to learn it when all humans did was hunt him and his species for sport. He watched the man's face twist from a scowl to a surprised laugh.
"You're really funny Mer, no I'm not letting you go. However I do plan on keeping you, as a little pet maybe?" The man said as he closed in on injured mer.
It was only a moment later that the man pulled his hand back, now bleeding and sporting a bite mark from the mer. The man fisted his hand into the long pink hair and pulled causing the mer to whine in pain.
"You'll regret that fish." The man said as he dragged the mer by his hair.
He was thrown to the ground by the man, before he could even get his bearings a hard kick to his ribs. There was a crack and a hoarse scream that followed, both erupted from an already weakened body.
The man straddled the frail mer's body, purposefully sitting on the broken rib. He pressed his hand against the mer's flared gills, watching him wince in pain.
"Like salt in a wound hmm? Y'know pets need names, and I think that would be a fitting one for you. Causing more pain than you're good for." The man said as he raked his fingers through the gills, damaging them as he went.
Sallt cried out in pain, he tried to desperately close his gills but the damage had been done, it would take weeks for them to heal. The man on top of him grinned as he threw a punch into Sallt's face, then another punch until soon enough the mer had a black eye and split lip. The man tangled his fingers into the mer's hair and smiled at the bloodied face below him.
"Nighty Night ya ugly fish." He said with a cruel laugh.
One moment Sallt was looking up at the man's gray blue eyes and the next his head was smacked down on the floor sending him into darkness.
I am refusing to actually do the spiral thing but it’s always disheartening when you’re hanging on the dash and you reblog your own promo and it gets nothing but then like three other people’s promos are simultaneously being reblogged repeatedly by mutuals
not calling anyone out just feeling the feel for a minute and moving right along bc that’s how it go
