TW: Yandere, Yandere Man, blood mention, licking of wounds???, not Proofread
Part I (You Are Here) | Part II
Imagine going to a concert of some famed singer, spending thousands upon thousands for plane tickets and for the commute along the way. This star's been known to always host his concerts on the beach side, he's always had this ocean theme to him.
He's new, yet people call him a rising star. He's knew, yet he was able to captivate millions upon the releass of his first single. People thought he was a one hit wonder, yet he kept releasing, slowly his music started to seep into the radio, to your feed, being used in edits.
There was just something so.. Captivating about him. And his voice, gods his voice, it felt like it echoed whenever he sang. A slow echo-ish voice which rings in your head, like a sense of serenity always falls upon you when his music would play. Everything else felt muffled except for the sound of his haunting voice, very operatic. Maybe he's just that good of a singer?
It honestly made you excited to finally see him live. After so many months of saving and hoping, maybe even spamming his comments along with the other fans, he released a schedule.
He was going on tour, and fortunately for you, one of his destinations was just within your range of travel!
... If that travel included national flights.
Either way, people rumored that his shows were legendary. Captivating, that it would feel like he surrounded you, that his voice is just that good LIVE as it is on recording.
Though there was one issue.
He's late. Very much so.
It's been.. God knows how long since the show was supposed to begin, yet there was no sign of the singer anywhere. The event managera tried their best to soothe the growing impatience of the crowd.
"He'll be right out! "
"We're calling him! "
They would announce from time to time. Honestly, you're starting to think you got scammed. All out here with your merch and shit near the beachside. You didn't want to miss the start of the show, but you're getting a bit impatient with it.
It's getting a bit crowded already and it didn't look like he would come out any time soon, maybe a quick walk on the beach wouldn't be so bad.
The sound of the waves crashing against the sandy beach echo through you. Maybe your trip was a bust, it doesn't seem like the singer's even here anyways. Great. A hotel stay, your travel, and the ticket you've bought, all wasted. Hell, even your vacation day was wasted.
Well, at least you get a relaxing scenery.
You close your eyes, to listening to the sound of the waves, feeling the cold air in your skin.. And the distant humming which pierces through your ears.
Huh?
Your brows furrow, were you growing crazy? It sounded like.. Humming. Singing even, the more you listen to it, the more your body relaxed. It felt like it reverberated within yiur brain, urging you on to listen to the tune. Everything felt muddled, distant and foggg as if everything else didn't matter. Despite the warning signs your brain sends you, despite the imminent danger which triggers within you, you walk. Closer to the sound, following that haunting melodic tune.
The sound of the singing grows louder and louder eith each step you take. It was only until it sounded like it was just right infront of you did your feet come to a halt.
Your eyes open, slowly. Vision blurry from how long it was closed and you were... In a portion of the beach you don't even recognize. It doesn't sound like there's any living life nearby. The sound of cars or the sound of night life, all gone.
Or maybe it was just muddled by the melody which echoed within your mind.
Where did that sound come from?
Your eyes move around the area, it looks like you're in some rocky place of the beach. The waves sound calmer here. Not even birds are nearby, not like you minded. A fucking seagull stole your pretzel earlier and you still held a grudge against the white bastard.
Finally, your eyes settle down onto the lump of fishing nets in front of you. Your brows furrow at it, was this left behind?
Your heart lurches up to your chest, body freezing as you see it shift, almost sitting up. The music fades, stopping and is instead replaced by the sound of panting before the figure droops back down onto the sandy beach side.
Your hear something akin to.. Crying? Whimpering? Little chirps coming from beneath the nets. Your chest feels tight, watching as the creature beneath it begin to sob.
... Sob?
Your brows furrow. Was it human? Animals can't sob. A sense of urgency filling you as you hastily approached the net. Someone's trapped in here. You think. It doesn't feel human, yet.. Whatever. It doesn't matter.
You should stop thinking about it, hands flying out to untangle mess infront if the creature.
It's whimpers growing as it began to move along with you, trying to free itself. The creature freezes at the movement, the sudden movement of the nets before it begins to thrash out under the net.
It felt scared.
"Hold on, stay still-"
Your voice barely cutting through the creature's thrashing. You were able to untangle a portion of the net, freeing it's arm. Immediately you yelp, you couldn't even react when the sharp claws of its.. It's hands? Fins??? Slice through your skin.
You stumble back from the wriggling mass of nets as the freed hand slices through the various other parts of the net, the creature freeing itself from it's restraints.
The nets gets thrown away off of the upper portion of the being once it frees off the half of itself and the sight makes you freeze.
Glowing silver eyes staring at you in anger. Grey skin- or, no, scales reflecting the moonlight as it shined down upon you. Sharo teeth in it's scowled mouth as it eyes locked down onto you. Eyes looking at you, up and down.
It's tense upper body slowly easing as it starts to register you weren't really a threat. You weren't... You didn't look like the people who kept him here.
You see something shift in its eyes as it locks down onto your wound, your bleeding gash as his body eased down, muscles relaxing and it looks like it's body visibly deflated.
A sense of guilt flashes against its eyes.
It didn't mean to-
You stare at it, it stares at you. Slowly, despite your better judgement, you approache the creature.
"It's fine, it's okay. I.. I'm not here to hurt you. See? "
You should be questioning just what the hell were you looking at, but there are other times for that. The creature doesn't react much as you approach it. Hands reaching out to the remaining tangled mess by its lower half.
It lets out a few soft chirps as it slowly, hesitantly turns so that you could get a better hold of the nets which held him in place.
It only took a moment before you finally were able to untangle him, freeing him from his restraints. With a final push of the net off of him, you're greeted with a scaly grey fish tail underneath it. It's long, with large fins by it's ends. Slightly twitching at the feeling of being free.
You couldn't help but stare in awe. Was this...
"A mermaid...? "
The words leave your mouth before you could even stop yourself. You see the creature huff in annoyance. It doesn't look like it appreciates being called one. But still, he doesn't react as you stare down at its tail before slowly bringing your eyes up to meet his.
You wanted to take a closer look at him, the scales which litter his body, his long silky black hair and toned body before reaching his much softer gaze.
"You... "
You softly speak out, but words die in your mouth. Hell, they died in your brain. What were you supposed to say? Hello? Nice to meet you?
... What kind of fish are you?
While you were busy contemplating your next move, the creatures hums softly, an attempt to ease your worries. The sound snaps you out of your dilemma as you turn to see his eyes move to stare at your wound.
"Oh! No, it's fine. I understand you were scared. It doesn't-"
Yet your words were cut off when his hands softly grasps your injured arm, being careful with it claws as it brings your arm closer to his face. Just what was he...?
"Eek! "
You yelp out as you feel the cold slimy feeling of his tongue being dragged through your wound, lapping up at the wound. The blood which trickled down the open injury. You were just about to pull away when you see your skin.
Skin, slowly pulling itself up, as if healing was just.. Fast forwarded like you forwarding past some youtuber's built in ads. Finally, when he pulls away, his gaze moves up to you, letting go of your arm, allowing you to observe it.
It's healed. Like it was never even harmed, no scar, no stinging sensation, just.. Healed.
Your eyes meet again, deeper this time. The longer you stared at him, the farther the world around you felt. You didn't know what happened, you don't even know how it happened. Yet one moment there was still a decent amount of space between you two, and now there was almost none.
Did they lean towards you or did you lean towards them? Before you could contemplate it, you feel the.. You can't rven describe the feeling of their lips against yours. Something inside you shifts, you don't know how but, the moment they pull away from you.. It felt.. Different. You felt different. Like..
... A heavy feeling has just placed itself upon you.
".. Thank you. "
His deep voice echoes througg your mind causing you to jumo back slightly. His expression doesn't change, but there was a slight amusement in his eyes before he turns to go back into the ocean.
You watch, watch as he returns back to the sea. The water slowly Engulfing his form. You stare at the cool waters, watching the moving waves... For what? You can't even remember. Just as you stand up, you realize..
... Where the fuck were you?
"Walk back in a straight line, my dear. You will find your way back to the beach side. "
The same deep voice echoes out through your head, sending shivers down your spine. Your brows furrow, turning back to the ocean one more time. There was nothing that changed, it's still it's calm self with small gentle waves.
Lips curling up into a straight line, you shake your head. You should really get back now. Who know how long you've been out here already? Without any more hesitation, you walk. Following the instructions of the voice, you walk back in a straight line. Towards where you had once came from.
Unaware that a pair of silver eyes watched you from afar, watching with a scalding intensity.
Hydra AU (Open RP) {Please interact if we haven't before! All is welcomed}
For most universes. Hydra loses, they always lose. They don't get to take over the world, they get left in the dust, in the past.
But, sadly that didn't happen here.
Most would be curious as to, how the Siren of Hydra, married her way with a high ranking official in Hydra.
Well, one. Being the key to keeping their treasured asset in check.
Two, she was Pierce favorite. The one that got the job done, she wasn't outspoken in those walls. She actually listened and did better then most.
She actually believed, in some of their ideals.
That's probably how Strucker took to the idea of her being his wife. Keep two of his favorites closer, not having to worry about if she'll leave. Not to worry if Winter leaves- it was perfect. Ideal even.
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The party was lavish like always, another party Pierce wanted. Kids of other officers ran about, teens speaking with other teens. The children were kept as posh as possible- knowing they'll join the organization following their parents footsteps.
Sienna was quiet as she stepped away, needing a glass of wine and a snack. She kept her doll like mask; be happy, play along, it's for him. It's all been for, him.
Hear me out. Siren with a deaf partner that takes them on hunts with other sirens because they know they won’t be hurt by the song
Oh I am definitely hearing you!! That is such a lovely idea!!
Imagine Siren lulls their partner in at first with their song. Seeing how beautiful they are and wanting to add them to their collection of lost souls. But when the person doesn’t react, the Siren is only more intrigued! Not being able to stop their curiosity, they go up to the shore. Completely forgetting to be cautious about this strange human. They’re astonished when they find a person unable to hear. They want to know everything. About them and about how they’re unable to hear.
They’re completely fascinated by them. In awe at the way they move about and look at the world around them. It doesn’t take much for them to fall in love with them, being as wonderful as they are. In return, they want them to know everything about sirens as well. So they start taking them everywhere and showing this human what they do.
It takes a bit to get used to but the human loves their siren and they know it’s completely genuine. Similar to the siren they can’t help but be curious though. I’d imagine the human would ask to feel their throat. Wanting to know what it feels like to hear the siren sing. The siren is worried if it’ll have the same affect as hearing it would but their love drives them to do it anyway.
And while the feeling of the siren’s voice does cause the human’s love to grow deeper, it’s due not to magic but of the trust they have in each other
