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[thatwriter1236]

🌊 THE BOY FROM THE SEA (YA fantasy)

a lonely boy

a captive selkie

a love that was never meant to survive on land

on a remote island off the coast of Newfoundland, seventeen-year-old Lorcan is sent away for the summer and finds something he was never meant to see—

a selkie boy, enslaved and forced to bring fish to a dying island

he promises to set him free

even though it means losing him forever

🌊 selkie folklore

🌊 ruined prince

🌊 captivity & survival

🌊 doomed love

“they took his coat

which means they took everything”

[thatwriter1236]

what happens when a magical being is treated like a resource in a capitalist, isolated system?

you don’t get a love story.

you get quotas.

you get ownership.

you get a boy dragged out of the sea and told his only value is what he can produce.

on a remote island where the fish are disappearing and the economy is dying, one fisherman finds a solution:

a selkie boy whose skin he hides, whose body he controls, whose gift keeps the nets full.

the village knows.

the village benefits.

no one stops it.

and the boy everyone calls “fisherman’s boy”?

he’s not soft, not tragic, not waiting to be saved.

he’s sharp. angry. funny.

half-feral and half-performing, because when your body is treated like currency, you learn how to spend it.

but here’s the problem with turning something magical into a resource:

it doesn’t stay small.

and the longer they keep him,

the more the cracks start to show.

🌊 selkie myth but make it exploitation

🌊 aristocratic sea boy / foul-mouthed menace

🌊 “i’m not yours” vs “you literally are”

🌊 small town complicity

🌊 beauty as liability

🌊 survival, not romance

🌊 something inhuman learning exactly how human systems work… and how to break them

[thatwriter1236]

thinking about a story where a boy meets someone he thinks is a myth (a selkie)

and then slowly realizes

he’s not a myth

he’s not “mysterious”

he’s not “dangerous in a hot way”

he’s just a kid who’s been hurt for a very long time

and the worst part is

everyone else keeps treating him like a story

instead of a person

[thatwriter1236]

Current wip

[thatwriter1236]

🌊 THE BOY FROM THE SEA (YA fantasy)

a lonely boy

a captive selkie

a love that was never meant to survive on land

on a remote island off the coast of Newfoundland, seventeen-year-old Lorcan is sent away for the summer and finds something he was never meant to see—

a selkie boy, enslaved and forced to bring fish to a dying island

he promises to set him free

even though it means losing him forever

🌊 selkie folklore

🌊 ruined prince

🌊 captivity & survival

🌊 doomed love

“they took his coat

which means they took everything”

[thatwriter1236]

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[thatwriter1236]

🌊 THE BOY FROM THE SEA (YA fantasy)

a lonely boy

a captive selkie

a love that was never meant to survive on land

on a remote island off the coast of Newfoundland, seventeen-year-old Lorcan is sent away for the summer and finds something he was never meant to see—

a selkie boy, enslaved and forced to bring fish to a dying island

he promises to set him free

even though it means losing him forever

🌊 selkie folklore

🌊 ruined prince

🌊 captivity & survival

🌊 doomed love

“they took his coat

which means they took everything”

[thatwriter1236]

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[thatwriter1236]

thinking about a story where a boy meets someone he thinks is a myth (a selkie)

and then slowly realizes

he’s not a myth

he’s not “mysterious”

he’s not “dangerous in a hot way”

he’s just a kid who’s been hurt for a very long time

and the worst part is

everyone else keeps treating him like a story

instead of a person

[thatwriter1236]

Current wip

[thatwriter1236]

what happens when a magical being is treated like a resource in a capitalist, isolated system?

you don’t get a love story.

you get quotas.

you get ownership.

you get a boy dragged out of the sea and told his only value is what he can produce.

on a remote island where the fish are disappearing and the economy is dying, one fisherman finds a solution:

a selkie boy whose skin he hides, whose body he controls, whose gift keeps the nets full.

the village knows.

the village benefits.

no one stops it.

and the boy everyone calls “fisherman’s boy”?

he’s not soft, not tragic, not waiting to be saved.

he’s sharp. angry. funny.

half-feral and half-performing, because when your body is treated like currency, you learn how to spend it.

but here’s the problem with turning something magical into a resource:

it doesn’t stay small.

and the longer they keep him,

the more the cracks start to show.

🌊 selkie myth but make it exploitation

🌊 aristocratic sea boy / foul-mouthed menace

🌊 “i’m not yours” vs “you literally are”

🌊 small town complicity

🌊 beauty as liability

🌊 survival, not romance

🌊 something inhuman learning exactly how human systems work… and how to break them

[thatwriter1236]

🌊 THE BOY FROM THE SEA (YA fantasy)

a lonely boy

a captive selkie

a love that was never meant to survive on land

on a remote island off the coast of Newfoundland, seventeen-year-old Lorcan is sent away for the summer and finds something he was never meant to see—

a selkie boy, enslaved and forced to bring fish to a dying island

he promises to set him free

even though it means losing him forever

🌊 selkie folklore

🌊 ruined prince

🌊 captivity & survival

🌊 doomed love

“they took his coat

which means they took everything”

[thatwriter1236]

okay but imagine this:

you go to stay on a remote island off the coast of newfoundland for the summer

and there’s this guy

always barefoot

smells like saltwater and smoke

can stay underwater way too long

everyone watches him but no one talks about him

and he looks at you like you’re the only person in the world who’s ever actually seen him

and then he tells you:

“i’m a selkie.”

and you’re like haha k sure—

until he whistles

and the ocean answers.

and then it gets worse.

because he tells you

a power-hungry fisherman caught him

and cut off his sealskin

and now he's a prisoner

and the whole island knows.

and no one does anything.

because he’s the only reason they’re still making money.

and now it’s you and him:

sneaking through a house at night looking for the thing that could set him free

sharing joints on a dock at 3am

swimming in hidden caves no one else knows about

pretending you’re just friends when you’re very obviously not

while he’s like:

“you don’t own me. no human does.”

and you’re like:

then why does it feel like i’m the only one who sees you as more than something to use?

also he calls you babe

and leans way too close

and whispers in your ear

and his laugh is like a drug

and you’re trying very hard not to fall in love with a literal sea creature who is absolutely going to break your heart

anyway if you like:

coastal gothic vibes 🌊

folklore but darker and angrier

“touch him and you die” but it’s quiet and desperate

slow burn friends → something more

morally messy characters

small towns with big secrets

boys who are a little bit feral and a little bit ruined

this will ruin you

[thatwriter1236]

@se

[thatwriter1236]

what happens when a magical being is treated like a resource in a capitalist, isolated system?

you don’t get a love story.

you get quotas.

you get ownership.

you get a boy dragged out of the sea and told his only value is what he can produce.

on a remote island where the fish are disappearing and the economy is dying, one fisherman finds a solution:

a selkie boy whose skin he hides, whose body he controls, whose gift keeps the nets full.

the village knows.

the village benefits.

no one stops it.

and the boy everyone calls “fisherman’s boy”?

he’s not soft, not tragic, not waiting to be saved.

he’s sharp. angry. funny.

half-feral and half-performing, because when your body is treated like currency, you learn how to spend it.

but here’s the problem with turning something magical into a resource:

it doesn’t stay small.

and the longer they keep him,

the more the cracks start to show.

🌊 selkie myth but make it exploitation

🌊 aristocratic sea boy / foul-mouthed menace

🌊 “i’m not yours” vs “you literally are”

🌊 small town complicity

🌊 beauty as liability

🌊 survival, not romance

🌊 something inhuman learning exactly how human systems work… and how to break them

[thatwriter1236]

🌊 THE BOY FROM THE SEA (YA fantasy)

a lonely boy

a captive selkie

a love that was never meant to survive on land

on a remote island off the coast of Newfoundland, seventeen-year-old Lorcan is sent away for the summer and finds something he was never meant to see—

a selkie boy, enslaved and forced to bring fish to a dying island

he promises to set him free

even though it means losing him forever

🌊 selkie folklore

🌊 ruined prince

🌊 captivity & survival

🌊 doomed love

“they took his coat

which means they took everything”

[thatwriter1236]

what happens when a magical being is treated like a resource in a capitalist, isolated system?

you don’t get a love story.

you get quotas.

you get ownership.

you get a boy dragged out of the sea and told his only value is what he can produce.

on a remote island where the fish are disappearing and the economy is dying, one fisherman finds a solution:

a selkie boy whose skin he hides, whose body he controls, whose gift keeps the nets full.

the village knows.

the village benefits.

no one stops it.

and the boy everyone calls “fisherman’s boy”?

he’s not soft, not tragic, not waiting to be saved.

he’s sharp. angry. funny.

half-feral and half-performing, because when your body is treated like currency, you learn how to spend it.

but here’s the problem with turning something magical into a resource:

it doesn’t stay small.

and the longer they keep him,

the more the cracks start to show.

🌊 selkie myth but make it exploitation

🌊 aristocratic sea boy / foul-mouthed menace

🌊 “i’m not yours” vs “you literally are”

🌊 small town complicity

🌊 beauty as liability

🌊 survival, not romance

🌊 something inhuman learning exactly how human systems work… and how to break them

[thatwriter1236]

okay but imagine this:

you go to stay on a remote island off the coast of newfoundland for the summer

and there’s this guy

always barefoot

smells like saltwater and smoke

can stay underwater way too long

everyone watches him but no one talks about him

and he looks at you like you’re the only person in the world who’s ever actually seen him

and then he tells you:

“i’m a selkie.”

and you’re like haha k sure—

until he whistles

and the ocean answers.

and then it gets worse.

because he tells you

a power-hungry fisherman caught him

and cut off his sealskin

and now he's a prisoner

and the whole island knows.

and no one does anything.

because he’s the only reason they’re still making money.

and now it’s you and him:

sneaking through a house at night looking for the thing that could set him free

sharing joints on a dock at 3am

swimming in hidden caves no one else knows about

pretending you’re just friends when you’re very obviously not

while he’s like:

“you don’t own me. no human does.”

and you’re like:

then why does it feel like i’m the only one who sees you as more than something to use?

also he calls you babe

and leans way too close

and whispers in your ear

and his laugh is like a drug

and you’re trying very hard not to fall in love with a literal sea creature who is absolutely going to break your heart

anyway if you like:

coastal gothic vibes 🌊

folklore but darker and angrier

“touch him and you die” but it’s quiet and desperate

slow burn friends → something more

morally messy characters

small towns with big secrets

boys who are a little bit feral and a little bit ruined

this will ruin you

[thatwriter1236]

🌊 THE BOY FROM THE SEA (YA fantasy)

a lonely boy

a captive selkie

a love that was never meant to survive on land

on a remote island off the coast of Newfoundland, seventeen-year-old Lorcan is sent away for the summer and finds something he was never meant to see—

a selkie boy, enslaved and forced to bring fish to a dying island

he promises to set him free

even though it means losing him forever

🌊 selkie folklore

🌊 ruined prince

🌊 captivity & survival

🌊 doomed love

“they took his coat

which means they took everything”

[thatwriter1236]

what happens when a magical being is treated like a resource in a capitalist, isolated system?

you don’t get a love story.

you get quotas.

you get ownership.

you get a boy dragged out of the sea and told his only value is what he can produce.

on a remote island where the fish are disappearing and the economy is dying, one fisherman finds a solution:

a selkie boy whose skin he hides, whose body he controls, whose gift keeps the nets full.

the village knows.

the village benefits.

no one stops it.

and the boy everyone calls “fisherman’s boy”?

he’s not soft, not tragic, not waiting to be saved.

he’s sharp. angry. funny.

half-feral and half-performing, because when your body is treated like currency, you learn how to spend it.

but here’s the problem with turning something magical into a resource:

it doesn’t stay small.

and the longer they keep him,

the more the cracks start to show.

🌊 selkie myth but make it exploitation

🌊 aristocratic sea boy / foul-mouthed menace

🌊 “i’m not yours” vs “you literally are”

🌊 small town complicity

🌊 beauty as liability

🌊 survival, not romance

🌊 something inhuman learning exactly how human systems work… and how to break them

[thatwriter1236]

sam isn’t a brooding love interest

he’s the kind of person who:

picks at his skin until it bleeds

makes jokes at the worst possible time

gets testy when he feels cornered

doesn’t believe anyone who’s nice to him

and still somehow laughs like nothing’s wrong

While the mc keeps forgetting he's not a myth

[thatwriter1236]

thinking about a story where a boy meets someone he thinks is a myth (a selkie)

and then slowly realizes

he’s not a myth

he’s not “mysterious”

he’s not “dangerous in a hot way”

he’s just a kid who’s been hurt for a very long time

and the worst part is

everyone else keeps treating him like a story

instead of a person

[thatwriter1236]

Current wip