#yandere siren

[yxami]

meow I’m still bored

Yandere siren that appears before the familiar sight of the shore, softly humming to himself about whether to kill a few more sailors today. He’s already been scolded by his brothers for killing so often but he’s been so bored lately!

With no sight of a prosperous mate, he’s just been killing disgusting and vile humans that happen to run into him, or maybe he should say humans that sail to their death. Perhaps he should look up what the humans referred to him as in the newspapers.

He knows that the townspeople have been giving names to the sirens that lull sailors to aggressive waters that make their boats crash into sharp and rigid rocks.

His train of thoughts are broken when he hears a voice coming behind the rock he sits on, he slips into the ocean and pops his head slightly up to witness what he heard.

“I’m fine mom, I’m just going to be at the beach for bit. Ugh, no.. I’m not going to swim or anything” You drag your voice in the lie that you weren’t going to take a dip in the relaxing waters. You turned off your phone when you manage to convince her after a few minutes.

The unnoticed siren witnessed you taking off your shirt and shorts, providing a mouth watering sight of you in your swim wear. He couldn’t help but stare until he realized he had to hide from you.

You look over to your left to see the odd movement in waves, but you saw nothing so you ventured further into the cold waters. You were wondering why your mother was so anxious about you being the ocean.

Yeah, there was some dangerous creatures like sirens and mermaids but they were much deeper into the ocean. They’d never dare lay on the shore, right?

“Hello human” The ironically mentioned siren circles around you, before curling his dangerously long tail to trap you. You can feel his smooth yet scaly tail brush against your legs.

You fuss around and scream for help before he frowns and covers your mouth.

“Why scream? I already have you in my grasp so what could a human do to help now?” He tilts his head in confusion, wondering why you truly believed somebody could help. He had already checked the land before you came and it was completely empty.

“I’m sorry!! Please just let me go! I didn’t mean to get in your territory” You started to cry, assuming that you had offended the siren in some way for him wanting to drown you.

But unfortunately that wasn’t the case. You just piqued the interest of this curious siren and now he was confident that you’d cure his boredom.

Poor you.

“My territory? Silly human, I just came here to relax, I’m just interested in why you look so entrancing” He ghosts his finger tips over your stomach, looking at how you shift and turn at the cold touch within the comfortable waters. What did you expect? He was a cold blooded animal after all.

“So you don’t wanna kill me?” You sniffle, trying to wipe your tears but you had forgotten that he wrapped his tail over your arms as well, so he wipes it for you even when you flinch at his fingers raised to your face.

“No no, if anything, I’m interested in courting you, you look so pretty after all” He moves his hands to your hair, feeling how silky it felt and staring at how beautiful you looked, even with your fearful eyes that were glossy with salty tears.

“Courting me? I’m not a siren though..!” You said with an urgent tone, worried you had gotten yourself in a much worse situation than being killed.

“So? I think you’re perfect for me, so dainty and precious, you’re like a shiny pearl, I love it” He whispers in your ear, humming as he explores your body with not only his tail but hands.

“I don’t know..! I have to go back home and—“

“It’s okay my pretty little human, you won’t have to worry about your human life anymore” He shushed you with a hug, kissing your neck and jaw, making you whimper in fear but he took it as a pleased one.

“I’ll take you to my home and you’ll feel much better!” He exclaims, dragging you into the ocean before you could hold your breath.

You were too unlucky to even be presented the chance of death from drowning because he kisses you with puffs of air each time you’re close to passing out. And now you’re stuck in this cage he calls home.

[2-dsimp]

siren venti be like: huh they wanted my scales, that means they like my scales, if they like my scales then they like me therefore they are inlove with me and want to be my mate

(I just read the fic and why is it so goood)

You’ve hit his train of thought right on the head XD yandere siren Venti is completely delulu and thinks you want him so bad to the point of just outright asking for his scales upon y’all’s first meeting.

Best believe he was giddily kicking his fins all the way back to his cave. The seas inhabitants were being bombarded with the sound of him serenading the ocean with love songs he came up on the spot just for you.

As he started prepping up his lagoon cave to make sure you’d stay forever comfortable in the nest of love he made just for the both of you.

A/n: and thank you o(≧v≦)o

[sinnful-darling]

YAN! MALE SIREN PRINCE

tws: kidnapping, ummm siren’s song is used to aid said kidnapping

this male siren is the eldest. if this is well-liked, i’ll prolly do the other six siblings :D

♡ Yandere! Male Siren who, hates humans. They’re dirty and disgusting and selfish and they’re destroying his home!

♡ Yandere! Male Siren who is the heartstopper of the Seven Seas. His beauty is unrivaled! He’s also extremely intelligent and his combat skills are some of the best too!

♡Yandere! Male Siren who’s one of seven children. He’s the eldest of the siblings, at a height of 7′5 (when he’s not slouching), and usually spends his time learning how to manage a Kingdom.

♡ Yandere! Male Siren who’s the Heir of the Siren Folk, but would rather stick his nose in the book that he stole from that human earlier... what? That human just had good taste!

♡ Yandere! Male Siren who actually stole from you. 

♡ Yandere! Male Siren who, when you come back late at night after realizing that you’d lost the book your loved one gave you, is absolutely mesmerized by you.

♡ Yandere! Male Siren who calls out to you on a whim, and hands you the book back, politely asking that you don’t tell anyone about his existence after he apologizes for stealing something so important to you.

♡ Yandere! Male Siren who becomes a very close friend to you. He’s polite and charming, and he’s extremely handsome...

♡ Yandere! Male Siren who was distraught when you said you had to go back to college and had to leave the AirBnB you and your friends rented for the summer. He asked that you come see him one last time before you left for school and you’d agreed.

♡ Yandere! Male Siren who had to concoct a plan and quick !

♡ Yandere! Male Siren who sifts through some old text and finds a spell to allow you to breathe underwater long enough for him to get you to his castle. Sure, his family will be upset, but he’ll protect you!

♡ Yandere! Male Siren who sings the spell, forcing you to swim to him in the cold ocean water. He’s quick to snatch you up, throwing you over his shoulder with an iron grip so you can’t get away, and hurriedly swims back down to his castle.

♡ Yandere! Male Siren who understands why you’re so upset with him and is extremely patient with you while you acclimate.

♡ Yandere! Male Siren who doesn’t notice that his siblings are also feeling the same way he is, and is furious with them when he finds out... but eventually comes around to the idea of sharing. But you love him the most right?

♡ Yandere! Male Siren who makes sure to take good care of you. He makes sure you’re fed properly and clean, and he’s always quick to have a MerMaid (get it?? lmao) fetch whatever you want.

♡ Yandere! Male Siren who’s just so sweet and only wants to love you :((

[hana-no-seiiki]

𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐌𝐄

𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄! 𝐒𝐈𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐒 + 𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄! 𝐇𝐔𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐒 𝐱 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑! 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 (𝐀𝐂𝐓 𝟏)

“Athanaxious. We are going back right this instant!” An adult male siren called out to his brother. His beautiful gradient tail of obsidian to violet shimmered underneath the water filtered sunlight.

“Oh stop being a prickly pufferfish for once, Vasileios. We’ll be in the deep once again in a moment. I just have to—“ ‘Athanaxious’ replied with a huff. No matter the uncountable times he had come to the shoreline, it was still difficult navigating through shallow water on such a rocky beach. His tail, an exact opposite of his companion with its sandy ivories and gold, flicked in all directions as it tried to propel him away from harsh terrain.

His hands gripped tightly to a leather sling bag across his exposed chest.

“Have to wh—“ The albino creature attempted to ask but was thwarted by a hash tug on his arm, “Hey!” He stretched out his arm to slap Athanaxious in retaliation only to pause at the sound of singing.

“All I ever wanted was the open sea and sky; freedom from the life I always knew.”

Both men froze. A chilly delight crawled through their spine, their limbs and eventually the tips of their fingers and fin. Vasileious had never heard of a voice that entrancing. He has heard several of his fellow sirens luring humans to their demise, but none of them could even hope to compare to this sound. It echoed within the chambers of his heart, the matter in his brain, and the longing that lied dormant within.

But then he saw it’s source and the features on his face soured.

A human.

You.

“Now all I am is haunted as days and hours roll by…” You continued with your song, and then you abruptly halt. The next line wouldn’t come out properly. Your eyes run over the words, slowly getting frustrated with how it wouldn’t fit in.

Athanaxious doesn’t waste a beat. He knew that adorably annoyed sneer you’d make and what would fix it. “All I ever think about is you.”

Vasileious gasped. Athanaxious never sang. Always going on and on about the safety of the sailors on sea and how he didn’t want their blood on his hands. Yet here he was freely providing his — quite literally — magical voice to this human.

“Athanaxious, what are you—“

“Than! You’re back! I was just thinking on ways to improve that verse. Thank you.” You ran, the ruffles on your chiffon blouse flowed through the wind. You flinched and stumbled as the pebbles scraped the sole of your bare feet. Your luxurious leather heels long forgotten.

“Of course, your highness. I wouldn’t miss our reunions here for anything.” Athanaxious winked, just like how you taught him a while back.

You chuckled. The siren had noticed how the clothes you wore contrasted to those he’d usually spot at sea. ‘Couture’ you called it. But all he could think of was those pictures of human prince and princesses, and thus the little inside joke started. “I told you I’m not . . . “

Your eyes trailed from your raven haired companion to the albino. Athanaxious’ tail always fascinated you, but the new siren’s looked out of this world. Further reminding you of how different the worlds you lived in actually were. “Who’s your friend?”

“Oh, him?” Athanaxious rolled his eyes, another mannerism he learnt from you, “Just one of my older brothers.”

“You didn’t tell me you have an older brother.”

“Y-you didn’t tell me you were fraternizing with a- a- human! What would father think about this?Not to mention mother . . .” Vasileious’ fins shivered at the thought.

“Father knows.” Athanaxious shrugged whilst looking throw the bag he’d wrapped around him. You have gifted him many things, tangible or not, throughout your friendship. So he thought of bringing something back to you.

A pearl necklace. He was actually going to give you the clam it came from but judging from what fishermen looked for and spoke about, he thought giving you the biggest, shiniest pearl he could find would have been more appropriate.

As soon as you received the gift, you swiftly embraced him in an attempt to hide the empty look on your eyes before mustering the most sincere ‘Thank you.’ you could do.

“In any case, don’t humans have siblings as well? I just didn’t think it would be interesting enough to mention in our conversations. Our time together is often far too brief.”

“Far too brief it is.” You stared at the iridescent pearl. A sigh escaped your lips. “Than, I have an event scheduled on a beach—“

Vasileios attempted to cover his little brother’s mouth but it was too late.

“Magnificent! We’ll be there!”

“Excuse me, I didn’t agree to this—“

“—across the continent.” Your cheerful temperament dissipated.

Athanaxious asked, confused at why you seemed so upset about such a fact. Didn’t more events meant you get paid more in those currencies you spoke about? He shook his head, perhaps you were forgetting he wasn’t human like you always did and said, “Your highness, do I like I wouldn’t be able to swim there?”

“No, of course not. You seem quite capable.”

Athanaxious’ cheeks turned a dark shade of blue at your words.

“Besides you must have plenty of royal duties to accomplish.”

“I have no such thing—“

“Thank you for reminding me, human.” Vasileios’ patience had ran out. He loved his brother to pieces — he really, truly did — but feared the wrath of his parents much more. “Mother asked us to survey the reefs. If we come back without a proper report. . .”

“Oh fine.” Athanaxious slapped the other siren’s hand away, and then faced you with his sharp teeth. “Fare thee well, your highness.”

“You too, Than. Twas a pleasure to meet your brother.”

You sighed one last time. Annoyed at your lack of confidence in conveying the message you wanted to.

Athanaxious will find out sooner or later that it was your very own wedding he would attend by himself,

and the nickname he gave you? Might have some truth to it soon.

[ AUTHOR’S NOTE ] - status: unedited

Have an old ass draft that has collected dust atp.

If this gets idk, 1000 notes I’ll make artworks of our siren brothers and switch out the one I have featured on the header.

This fic will have three-five acts in total. Of which the story I’ve already planned out. It’s pretty much just a twist on the classic little mermaid story to end our pride month with a bang. We love our historic gays as much as our contemporary ones 🏳️‍🌈

reader is amab and will have more stuff alluding to their masculinity in later acts.

[ LINK TO NEXT ACT HERE ]

©️ hana.no.seiiki - yun | 2023

[silent-browser]

*sigh* oh the tragic romance of a merfolk x human story. Neither can be with the other without giving up something important. Usually fins for legs. Also usually their entire family to simply love and exist with this person in a different biosphere. Rarely legs for fins if we wanna go a reverse little mermaid here.

But what if it was different. And no one had to give everything up. And maybe yandere. With a bit of soulmate shenanigans thrown in for flavor.

Imagine if you will, a walk on an empty beach. Headphones in, listening to your favorite song and sining along. Kicking up sand and the smell of the ocean air. Just minding your own business and having a good time by yourself.

Or so you think. Because not far from where you are walking a single quiet audience member hides behind some rocks, wondering why your song, your human song, sounds so similar to their soul song.

The song that they would normally perform for other merfolk in hopes of attracting their perfect life partner. But they had never garnered any attention for it.

So how did you, a weak and squishy human get them so immediately. No creature had ever been so close to repeating his own soul song back to him. And with your own little twist too. Human words and slightly different notes in his soul song. Your song. Our song. He soon found himself refering to it in his mind.

It takes a while of them impatiently waiting for your return and slowly learning your 'walks on the beach' schedule for them to finally make their move.

On the day that changed the rest of your life, you were simply walking along and humming softly to your favorite song once again when you heard the most fantastic voice start to follow along the melody with you. They matched your tone and moved their voice in such a way that it felt like an instant musical connection.

They were worried that you would stop and run away when they started but tried not to let that fear taint their song. If you ran further inland they would have a very hard time following you. Not impossible but certainly difficult. So they took your continued humming as a good sign and continued.

They began to dribble their emotions into the notes. The lonelyness. The fear of an uncaring ocean. The rush of affection they felt when they first heard you singing. The need to see you. Hold you.

Slowly, what started out as a dribble became a riptide of intense emotions they never knew they were capable of feeling. Longing. Jealousy. Want and need so powerful he felt like he would wear out his voice singing it all. By the time he stopped he was mortified that he put all of that on you. And before the first courting gift too! He suddenly felt awful. He gutted his soul when he never ment to and you weren't even singing anymore. What if you didn't want them? What if it was all too much for you? What if you left and never came back!?

You were stunned. Breathless. The emotion. The raw intensity. No words were ever sang and yet the song resonated in the very depths of your being. You felt intimidated to ever even think of humming ever again after that impromptu masterpiece. You wanted to respond but couldn't find the words to, much less the notes like they had. So you instead made your way to the shore where the music seemed to come from and searched. Looking for this person who simultaneously swept you off your feet and explained their life story in one song with no words.

Two star crossed lovers. Separated by the sea. One filled with obsession. The other with curiousity. Both wish desperately to meet and yet both are not quite ready. How strange that love can both bind and seperate. How strange indeed.

Idk where to go with this so no continuations for this one unless I suddenly get inspired. Also the end feels really jarring to me. Mostly because I originally intended for this to continue but I couldn't come up with anything so I just cut it lose. I hope you like it none the less.

[blo0mmie]

....Thinking About Yandere!Siren.

🧸Cw: Yandere in General, Obsessive & Possessive Behavior, Violence was implied, Unwanted advances, Unnamed Character, Reader's gender was not mentioned, Reader was mentioned to be a captain. Unprofessional writing, proof-read

🧸W.c: 9.9k & 900+ words (I reach the notes's limitations lmao)

🧸A/n: Shoutout to @screeching-bunny and her works! This writing was inspired by her (if you could already guess by the style I used)

Yandere!Siren who's always the talk of the town. A never-ending rumors and tales about this terrifying beast, living across the darkest depths of the sea and torments every unfortunate boat/ships who's brave enough to cross its deemed range, has been passed throughout generations.

Yandere!Siren that despite its massive, and not-so-positive, influence across the place, has never been truly identified nor had someone witnessed its true form to tell exactly what it looks like. Always been behind the fading murmurs of the waters and a fragment(s), of what is fortunate enough to be left of the already submerging ship, that swims back across the shores.

Yandere!Siren with a motive alongside its origin, remains ambiguous and a true puzzle towards the people. On why and how such a petrifying creature appeared one day and decided to ruin the peace and causes fear and Carnage across all the places that close to its 'territory'. Not even the most ambitious scientists nor avaricious politics had enough guts to bite the bullet and seek the monster themselves. Often making assumptions and false information in order to feed the media.

Yandere!Siren with its everlasting violent tendencies. Ready to snap or submerge any boat/ships within its vision field. And unfortunately, your vessel found itself trying to cross the unforgiving tides.

-

From a child's dream to the captain's reality.

Your lineage is renowned for its formidable members, revered for their bravery and leadership as commanders. They've played a vital role in your city's maritime activities, navigating the seas to fetch valuable goods while ensuring the safety of all aboard. Every citizen, politician, even foreigners from other lands, recognized your ancestors worth. If not for the constant negotiation with them for something, then just blunt praises and recognition for all the things they had done for the city. Exaggerating, I know but, hey. If you're living in a time where a beast was your neighbor, do you really have any options?

The people make this abundantly clear as when a news of a new offspring from your family has arrived, all hell breaks loose. People go nuts left and right as gossip and debates spread everywhere like a wildfire on the first day. Some say that you're gonna grow up to be a handsome lad. with a charismatic allure that can make any gals, and/or guys, falls and their underwear with a just passing glance and a perfect built that can make a god jealous or thirst. While some argue that you're gonna be a beautiful gal. Delicate yet dangerous as you toy with your victim with nothing but a sweet word as you point the tip of your sword in their neck or your heels between their thighs-

When the mayor of the place catches the wind of this, he immediately throws a weak-long celebration. Gifts, food, message, blessing, wishes, marriage proposals- yeah you got everything. From the humblest citizens to the most influential figures, joining to celebrate your birth. marking the significance of your presence in the family.

Every moment of your childhood felt like hell to the earth. You were bombarded with proposals from various sovereigns, allies, and political entities, some even from distant lands you haven't heard of. All the while, you had to juggle rigorous training and education to become a capable commander. And amidst it all, you felt the weight of constant scrutiny, not only from your guardian but from other things as well. as if every action and decision were under intense observation. Not to mention, the seldom time of being alone was almost unattainable. It was utterly exasperating and icky.

But despite all the endeavor along the way, you had tucked it all out and achieved the ambition you, and all of your family, have wanted; becoming a proud captain and owning a crew.

-

""Captain [Name]! The tides have been unusually rough lately... Is it safe to continue?" One of your subordinates cries out in fear as thunder rumbles across the dark sky, causing the said person the shriek. A gust of wind was follows, threatening to push the ship back, but you maintain control of the helm, preventing disaster. As the storm continues on, you glance over the dark waters, a sense of unease gnawing at the edges of your mind. The whispers of the townsfolk echo in your ears, tales of the dreaded monster haunting these very seas. But you're not about to give up now! No, you have to move on. Not when a heavy expectations and responsibilities resting upon your shoulders.

"We'll press on," you declare firmly, your voice cutting through the howling winds. "We cannot falter now, not when we are so close."

Your crew exchanges nervous glances, but they nod in silent agreement. Going back to their rightful position, trusting in your leadership. With grim determination, you steer the ship forward. As the ship battles against the relentless storm, a sense of uneasy hangs heavy in the air. The crew's nerves are stretched taut as they scan the churning waters for any sign of danger. Suddenly, a deafening roar pierces the raucous night, causing everyone to freeze in fear.

"What was that?!" one of your crewmates cries out, eyes wide with terror.

You grip the helm tighter, your heart pounding in your chest. "Steady, everyone. We must stay focused." No, no, no, no,

But before you can take another breath, a massive shape emerges from the depths, towering over the ship like nothing but a mere toy. The Beast, with its frightening form, flickers throughout the heavy fog and bullet rains, with the help of the lights thunder, with nothing but its silhouette and sharps teal eyes, glaring down at your ship- no, direct at you.

"It's the beast!" someone shouts, their voice barely audible over the roar of the storm. With every fiber of your being, you fight to maintain control, steering the ship away from the creature's clutches. But as the monster closes in, you catch a glimpse of its gaze. its eyes blazing with primal fury yet there's also something in there, something not akin to disdain- no, it's the opposite, rather.

A loud cackle breaks through the air, causing you to snap from your internal thoughts as you glance back at the sky. The sound sends a shiver down your spine, and your heart skips a beat as you hear the haunting words, "FOuNd yoU~"

You turn to face the source of the voice, your eyes widening in horror as you see the monstrous silhouette looming over the ship. Its gaze fixates on you, an eerie intensity burning in its eyes. "Fascinating," it purrs, voice was strangely smooth and soft despite the turmoil currently occurring. "Hmm? Why, you are even more beautiful up close, so.... fierce, so mature~ In fact, even more beautiful than any of your ancestors"

"The f*ck"

-

Yandere!Siren who's actually a primordial deity of the place, so, so long that no tale or history was recorded about them and their existence.. Struck by an unfortunate event that leads to a drastic change into themselves forever. Once ascended from a celestial and pacific figure that shows love and mercy to all creatures, was now descending to vindictive omnipotent that wrath remained ranging like a seas.

Yandere!Siren that upon the day they decide to cause destruction, was the day a mortal decided to approach them, your first ancestor. Deciding to try striking a deal with the cruel beast in order to ensure the safety of the nation, despite knowing the possibility of a nasty outcome. But it seems that fortuna was on their side when the monster complied. Finding a sick amusement that anyone, less a mortal, has enough guts to not only approach them but also settle a bargain. But alas, they will humor the idea, till they get bored, of course.

Yandere!Siren who's actually behind to ALL the achievements and success of your ancestors all along. Ensuring every blood of your lineage was safe when sailing his seas while still causing turmoil to the rest. Making it as if your blood was blessed by some kind of god to even return in one piece after sailing through the curse seas.

Yandere!Siren that counts every passing days, years and decades. Till the news of your birth reaches him.

-

"....what?" you gawk, the revelation hitting you like a tidal wave.

"Well, yeah. But that's all about it, little captain," the siren replied nonchalantly, its voice echoing through the cavern as it leaned its weight against the ground, resting its head upon its scaly shoulder. The occasional motion of its crystal fin swayed against the water. The splinters of your, now broken, ship float aimlessly against the waters.

You, however, remained silent, trying to process the flood of information the former deity had just dumped on you. So, all this time, all this effort, it was all a bluff? The achievements, the pride, even the stories they had told you as a child, had led you to believe that your bloodline was special. But it was all a fraud.

Of course, it made sense. Who would be foolish enough to navigate these treacherous seas without being torn apart by the beast? Surely, there had to be something more than mere luck protecting your ancestors. But then, why attack you now? If the siren had spared your family before, what made you different?

"Why did you decide to attack me now?" you demanded, frustration and confusion mingling in your voice. "If you let my other family members off the hook easily, even granting them goods on return, then why target me?"

"The siren's haunting laughter reverberated through the cavern, sending shivers down your spine as it revealed the grim truth. "Ah, little captain, you truly are a naive one, aren't you? Well, I couldn't possibly blame you. Not when you grew up in a grand household, feeding your little mouth with nothing but lies.~" it taunted, its voice dripping with malice and affection.

"You see, long ago, your ancestor made a deal with me, if you're still unaware of this part," the siren continued, its gaze piercing into your very soul. "In exchange for safe passage and 'blessing' for the rest of your family, they decided and offered up their 12th descendant as a sacrifice to me."

Your heart dropped to your stomach as the realization splashed upon you. You were that 12th descendant, the unwitting pawn in this charade.. Your entire existence had been predetermined from the moment your ancestor struck that accursed bargain.

A surge of anger and betrayal welled up inside you, threatening to consume you whole. "How could they do this to me?" you seethed, your voice trembling with rage and despair. You clutch your sword into a fist. the siren merely chuckled sweetly. As if watching a child, throwing tantrums, before its eyes gleaming with sadistic delight. "Oh, my dear pearl, they did it out of desperation," it cooed, its voice dripping with honeyed venom. "But don't worry, my little captain. I assured you that you are more than a sacrificial lamb to me."

-

Yandere!siren that takes you to its former castle, deep within the darkest depths of the ocean. Despite the passage of time and the siren's descent into madness, the place remains pristine and serene, untouched by the chaos of the surface world. Handing you a pearl that could possibly help you breathe under Proclaiming that it's your new home from now on.

Yandere!Siren who refuses to transform you into a merperson like itself, insists on keeping you with legs instead of a fin. It finds strange amusement in comparing your anatomy to its own, often tangling its fin with your legs or positioning itself between them, resting its head against your lap. When questioned, it responds with, "Your flesh was split in two, unlike mine. I wonder how wide it can stretch before reaching its limit"

Yandere!siren that takes you to its former castle, deep within the darkest depths of the ocean. Despite the passage of time and the siren's descent into madness, the place remains pristine and serene, untouched by the chaos of the surface world. Handing you a pearl that could possibly help you breathe underwater as it proclaims the palace was your new home from now on.

Yandere!Siren who refuses to transform you into a merperson like itself, insists on keeping you with legs instead of a fin. It finds strange amusement in comparing your anatomy to its own, often tangling its fin with your legs or positioning itself between them, resting its head against your lap. When questioned, it responds with, "Your flesh was split in two, unlike mine. I wonder how wide it can stretch before reaching its limit"

Yandere!siren that's very attentive to your every need and desire. If you long for something shiny, it swiftly fetches it without hesitation. Even if you feel homesick or yearn for the surface, it begrudgingly complies, though always keeping a watchful eye on you from the depths below. It decides when to return you home, flooding the city without hesitation should anything happen to you.

....Think about Yandere!Siren

🧸A/n: Woah. First post and already long

[colddelusionsheep]

Little Pearls

Yandere Fem Siren X Fem Reader

Just think, you are a merchant's daughter. Sailing on the high seas when a storm suddenly hits. The ship, not being able to handle the crashing waves, starts to sink. You try to make it to a row boat in time, but as you set your eyes on your father and fiancé. You realize they left you to die.

Accepting your fate, you close your eyes as you hit the cold water. The shock of the freeze knocking you out. Making you remain oblivious to the person swimming towards you.

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Waking up in a cave was not what you expect after you were lost at sea. Not that you were complaining. As far as you thought you are alive and breathing. Which was more than you could ever hope for after the sinking of the ship.

The cave was clearly lived in. Fine treasures were scattered about. Gold and gems were thrown carelessly across the ground. Silk clothes were made into a bed which you were placed upon. Magical gems lit up the place in a cold glow.

From what you could tell, you were not harmed. Your clothes were changed into what seemed to be a silken dress and pearls were braided into your hair. It was masterfully done. It would make you feel like a princess if you were not so creeped out about someone changing you and braiding random things in your hair.

Standing up, you try to set your eyes on any exits that would lead themselves useful. Yet the only opening seemed to be a pool of crystal blue water. Stepping over to it, you almost slip due to the wetness of the stone surrounding it.

You try to take a peak under the water, but all that you met was sharp teeth trying to bite your nose off. Jumping back, you slipped on the wet ground and fell on your ass.

A beautiful laugh was heard from the humanoid that set themselves on the ledge. Their tail resting in the water, peaking out just enough, so you could tell that this was no human you were dealing with.

"Oh my, are you alright Little Pearl? I didn't mean to scare you that bad." The women was by all accounts gorgeous.

Long black hair done in braids much like yours. The white pearls shone in the cold glow. They stood out against the void of her hair. Her tail, from what you could see, was a deep purple. Her breast were fully exposed. You tried to look away from the indecent sight, but her eyes seem to capture yours in their purple glaze.

"My Little Pearl sure is a shy one, it is okay. You are free to admire your mate."

Wait, did she say mate? "I am sorry, what?"

"Your mate, why do you think I saved you? You are mine, and I don't like my things dying on me." 

[kissesforsatoru]

yan! siren! xiao falling in love with a sweet, naive darling who was just curious about the sea. he’d draw you in using your curiosity and then trap you without any way to escape. he’ll manipulate the hell out of you and make it so that you’re completely dependent on only him, telling you that a fragile little humans like you will break without someone like him to protect you—and you being naive cling to everything he tells you, even if you’re scared. you just can’t help but be so captivated by him, but whether it’s of your own volition or the result of his siren capabilities you’re unsure

[heartfullofleeches]

i will glady bury my face in Queen's tits then

The siren props himself up on the side of his tank, bare chest and extravagant scales on full display against the clear wall as he spreads his arms in greeting to you. "It's always a treat to have a warm body to cuddle up with. Would you care to climb in or would be prefer if we go somewhere drier? I'm afraid wherever we go you mustn't stay long or I won't be able to let a cute thing like yourself out of my sight again."

[carnivorousyandeere]

Maybe Eris acting unhinged? like insanely jealous or something?

Imagine Cecilia keeps you at the Cliffside Inn to repay a debt she orchestrated… you’re just trying to do your job as waitstaff in the casino to repay it. Serving platters of food and drink, chatting politely with customers.

Eris can’t stand watching you talk with other people. She interrupts your conversation, pressing herself against your side and wrapping an arm around your waist.

“E-Eris!” You try to protest as she leads you away, roughly grabbing the platter with xir other hand and letting it clatter onto a random table. You hide your face, mortified, as the angry voices of customers follow the two of you a short distance.

Once she’s got you alone, she pins you to the wall with a growl. “The fuck are you doing out there?”

“I-I’m just—”

Eris leans in, pressing her face into your neck and inhaling deeply. You shudder, and she presses you against the wall more firmly. Xir grip hurts. You try to say so, but she only grumbles and holds on a little tighter. Her sharp teeth press against the skin of your neck. Your heartbeat races, uncertainty and the reminder that you’re a prey animal to something like her turning your legs to jelly. Eris only lets go after breathing your scent for altogether too long.

Xe finally releases you with one last agitated snarl, looking down on you as you sink to the floor. She rolls her shoulders irritably as she walks out towards the beach, letting the both of you compose yourselves.

[pandas-pandemonium]

I recent found a new yan! fic about yandere merpeople on quotev and it's been living rent free in my mind.

Now as I'm writing this I'm thinking about all sorts of ways to mash up all the yandere types together (e.g. jock, nerd, florist, baker, etc.) into one spicy yandere merman au and I'm frothing at the mouth

Also, for this post only, I'm allowing y'all to send me any further ideas or brainrots you want to discuss via inbox!

Content Warning: Implied cannibalism? for the last one - is it cannibalism tho if it's a siren posing as a human? hm...

Consider:

BufF Yandere!Merman, perhaps a shark or whale or octopus or even giant squid merman in a modern Little Mermaid type of story - a yandere!merman who falls in love with a human who happened to have the misfortune of meeting him during a class beach trip or just a hangout with their friends. What better way to join their world than to become human and enrol in the human's school/college/uni?

Yandere!Florist!Selkie who's taken a liking to land flora and has spent half their life on land with a seaside flower shop. He truly finds humans and their plants so fascinating and beautiful! It's all perfect until he meets a human who catches his eye. He feels almost at home with them! Sure, he enjoys being on land and meeting new people and learning about plants, but he's never felt like he truly belonged. It's so rare to meet a human like this, so knowledgeable about plants, both aquatic and land! He's practically throwing himself at you, thirsting for the knowledge you have as well as your company. If this keeps up any longer, he might just drag you back to the ocean with him.

Yandere!Chef!Siren who is a little less vicious than most of his kind, in fact, he's found a way to survive on land AND use his powers! No, of course he's not luring and eating humans, what are you talking about?? He's only using his powers for fishing, and using the large and varied bounty of fish he frequently gathers to operate a seaside restaurant famous for ridiculously good seafood. Although of course... sometimes he can't help but lure a curious employee of customer to the back to just... take a quick snack after hours. Perhaps he becomes obsessed with the new chef of his, who so fervently demanded that he hire them and take them as his apprentice. He seems to know his way so well around seafood, and who's better than him to train them? Perhaps over time he finds his mouth feeling a little itchy, wanting to sink his teeth into his little apprentice's neck, and mark them as his...

[sinnful-darling]

YAN! 2ND BORN SIREN SIBLING

tws: slightly possessive behavior if you squint, honestly this siren is a sweetheart so there aren’t very many, violence implications (not directed towards the reader)

Yan! Second Born Siren Sibling whose name is Arbor. They stand at a hulking 6'3 with jaw-length hair the same hue as their elder brother’s and enjoys fluffing up their hair with a mixture of spells and cosmetics.

Yan! Second Born Siren Sibling who has a lean stature that's more on the scrawny side. But don't underestimate their strength because they’ll have you pinned beneath them in the blink of an eye!

Yan! Second Born Siren Sibling who is incredibly fast, has eyesight as sharp as a hawk’s, and whose spatial awareness will blow you out of the water. They’ll know you’re trying to leave before you even swim an inch.

Yan! Second Born Siren Sibling who is extremely clingy. They’re always tired so be prepared to be held in place for a nap quite often. Even if they’re not tired, they’ll take you by the waist and make you sit in their lap, or they’ll be laying on you, tail swishing a little bit as they take in your scent.

Yan! Second Born Siren Sibling who might be sweet, but has a violent streak. They’re quick to anger, and will never take it out on you, but is absolutely terrifying nonetheless.

Yan! Second Born Siren Sibling who hates their older brother because they’ve lived in his shadow their whole life. Though, they’re glad that their brother found you- the love of their life.

Yan! Second Born Siren Sibling who absolutely spoils you. They gift you beautiful jewelry and will bring you only the best food they can find. They wanna make sure that you’re happy above all- even if they can’t allow you to go back to your life above water.

Yan! Second Born Siren Sibling who pampers you. They brush your hair and sew your clothes, they’ll bathe you and make sure you feel as lovely as you are. They want you to have the best life possible.

Yan! Second Born Siren Sibling who was the one who figured out that their elder brother was planning on taking you away, telling their younger siblings and concocting a plan to leave with the two of you.

Yan! Second Born Siren Sibling who is pleased when their elder brother gives into their antics and allows them to stay with you, caging you in their arms and taking a nap with you.

[hana-no-seiiki]

𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐌𝐄

𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄! 𝐒𝐈𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐒 + 𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄! 𝐇𝐔𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐒 𝐱 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑! 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 (𝐀𝐂𝐓 𝐈𝐈)

tw/cw: this act alludes more to reader being amab (because breeder reader era wont be ending anytime soon) so beware. off-screen seggs. worldbuilding and lore stuff. yandere themes, mentions of forced prostitution. misandry.

status: unedited

[ ACT I ] • [ ACT III ]

MOTHERS HELD A HIGH SOCIAL RANK IN YOUR SOCIETY. They were the bearers of children; held with a status akin to gods. As such, those who were able to give birth were favorable.

Not a womb-less being like you.

You spent a couple decades or so in denial. Hoping that one day you’ll be accepted. That maybe society itself would change and you’d have a place in the world.

Only for reality to ruthlessly slap you in the face.

“[Y/N].”

Your mother’s voice, no matter the content of her speech, always made your heart rate soar. Cold sweat appeared on your palms and forehead, but before it could even be discerned on your form your hands make a swift movement to dry yourself. Your could feel your shakiness intensify as she drew closer.

“Yes, mother?” You greeted back. You cursed inwardly as your words came out hoarse; without its usual confidence. You could already hear her admonish you.

How could you be anything less than perfect? After all you were already born a failure. Might as well make up for it by being the best.

Throughout the decades of your parent’s unfavorable treatment, you had gain a semblance of self-esteem. At least enough to give them cheek at times. Although your subconscious always reminded you of what they were capable of if you weren’t engaged.

Your teenage self could never imagine talking back to them. With that, in spite of the unwarranted attention you were somewhat happy with the circumstances you were given.

“You went to the countryside, again.” Her arms crossed over her chest, and tar colored blouse. She always wore black clothes and a solemn look wherever she went, intimidating many that dared to gaze at her direction. Her graying hair was tied into a tight bun. Pointed, cat like eyes behind thick glasses. But she was beautiful. Annoyingly so. The very reason why so many fell at your feet.

“I am here now.”

“Her Highness was looking all over for you.”

“That’s the point. I was hiding from that witch.” You crossed your arms. You did not like that woman at all. You remembered repeatedly enforcing your boundaries and personal space to which she repeatedly broke down and disrespected.

“[Y/N]! Stop being such a brat. Act your age for once. This is a golden opportunity. For you and our whole family!”

“Selling my body wasn’t enough? Your greed really knows no bounds.”

You shut your mouth immediately. You’ve gotten too far, if her heels clacking on the ground wasn’t already an obvious indication her thin, banshee like screech should be.

You expected a slap, maybe even her pulling your hair out once again, perhaps her nails would tear into your skin once more leaving a scar that would make at least some of your clients change their mind. However before she could even get close enough to touch you, her husband pulled her away.

“Estella . . . if you hurt them, her highness might . . .” He held her back.

You used to think you loved him way back then. When he’d halt your mother’s actions and take care of you after you’d been used. But then you realized that he only saw you as an object he could benefit from as well. Once the princess asked for your hand in marriage he was ecstatic. Waxing on and on about how happy it’d make him if you went with her, even allowing her to defile you in your own bedroom at times. The only reason he didn’t actively hurt you was because your mother’s ego was so fragile that she’d take him getting physical as a sign of defiance and ill will.

Swarms of hatred encircled your heart. To think you were so blind and hungry for an ounce of their affection only a year ago.

Hours passed before your tears showed signs of stopping its flow. You hoped the streetslights that barely gave vision at least hid you from prying eyes.

“Witch, huh?”

A voice tore you away from your moment of sadness. In fear of anyone else seeing you in this state you hurry to fix yourself as you heard heeled clicks grow louder.

“I should have known.” You turned your head to face the sounds’ source. Only to see the reason why so many tears of yours were wasted this day. “So, does this mean our engagement is off? Or shall I be executed for sullying your name?”

Third Princess Kalliope Mikiavella Levantine. If her name was a nightmare then her presence in your life was evermore.

She was your highest paying client. Ever insatiable. Ever spoiled by her mother the Empress. The only saving grace of this whole situation was that she was not the Crown Princess, yet. Otherwise you might have already been made an imperial concubine or consort.

“Unfortunately not.” She smiled, a little solemn in a way to empathize with your situation, but nonetheless ruthless knowing her power. The princess was beautiful, her blazing red hair that curled immaculately lightly bounced in her steps towards you. Bright amber eyes that almost appeared like the dim streetlights.

“I am unclean. Impure. Why would you want someone like me?” You keep your eyes to your legs lest you fall for her beauty. You always looked somewhere else whenever you two slept together. Always in fear that you’ll grow to love your assaulter — captor.

“I . . . do not know. But everytime I hear you sing my heart feels at ease. I want you in my life, [Y/N]. For as long as I live.”

“Think of it this way, as my spouse you will be ruling over the entirety of this country. Every thing, every one, will be yours. Even those parents who sold you to me. And you’ll give that kid a bright future—“

“[Y/N] . . ?”

You do not think before your lips crashed upon hers.

“Athanaxious? Athanaxious! “

Vasileious searched high and low, in every corner of the ocean Athanaxious usually dwelled in. He even swam the shores, close to those wicked human hunters called fishermen to find him. But with no luck.

“Let him be, Vasilei. He’ll come back in due time.” Aurelius, the pair’s eldest brother, comforted him. Aurelius had a beautiful tail of pure gold, unlike the flecked one Vasileious and Athanaxious owned. His hair was a beautiful, long and curly brown with a lock of blond that made it all the more stunning. His tan skin glimmered akin to the surface waters at day, and almost glowed at night.

“Say that when you get scolded by Mother. I dare you.” Vasileious spat, nerves fried from stress. He would have never interacted or approached a human if it weren’t for his stupid younger brother. But now he’d seen several. Do you know how horrid that experience would be for him? It was downright terrible.

Aurelius, ever the only serene one in the family, massaged the small of his brother’s pale back, “You seem on edge. More so than usual.”

“Athanaxious was meeting with a human, Aurelius. A human!”

“Huh, so you finally found out.”

“You knew of it?!”

“All of us did.” Aurelius shrugged, slightly curling his tail as a gesture of ease. “Oh come on, we all know how much of a snitch you are. Besides, Athanei can’t be dissuaded. Telling him not to do something will only make him want to do it more.”

“He used his siren song on them.”

“No way! How did he sound?”

“. . . It sounded — “ Vasileious ashamedly could only remember your own voice that day, unable to give a proper remark he gave a simple, vague response. “alright.”

“How utterly anticlimactic. Although you saying something aside from terrible means it must be good.”

“Make of it what you will.”

“Irenaeus!”

Another merman appeared. Younger than Aurelius but his beauty unlike any of the other brothers. His tail a beautiful ivory color that slowly transitioned to grey and blacks at the tip. Long dark hair and golden eyes. Irenaeus was known to have the biggest body count of all siblings — bringing thousands of humans to their doom. If it weren’t for his carefree attitude and the god he was named after, one would think he loathed humans more than Vasileious himself. “The human Athan was meeting . . .”

“What about them?”

“Apparently they are to be married off to a human princess. Sailors across the ocean have been speaking of it so. And. . . well . . . “

“Spit it out.”

Irenaeus looked left and right, his tail flicking in an anxious manner, “I believe Athanaxious might be meeting with the Sea Witch shortly.”

“What? You didn’t stop him?!” Vasileious screeched. The ocean floor that surrounded them tremors in his cries, large waves rippling, barreling towards land. His two brothers flinched in pain.

“Less time scolding more time on looking for our brother.” Aurelius broke him out of his moment of panic. “Irenei, inform the rest of our family. Vasilei, let us depart.”

Deep within the Abyss of the ocean, Athanaxious found himself swarmed with feverish determination and anger. The pressure of the waters always felt suffocating but now? It was nothing to the looming dread that drowned his heart.

He reaches his destination before his mind could properly think. He thought long ago that the last time he’d come would be that, the last. But here he was again, far more desperate than he was afraid.

“Be welcome, Than.” The low, gravelly voice of the sea devil danced across the murky waters.

“You must know of the happenings on land.”

He comes out of his hiding, long winding tentacles slither across the walls covered with barnacles and seaweed, as He moved towards Athanaxious, “Mm, I’m afraid not. Please enlighten me.”

“Tch. My human. They’re going to marry some rich lady up north. This cannot happen.”

“You want me to help you ruin a wedding?”

“You know the drill. A price for a boon. This will be quite expensi—“

“I offer you my voice.”

The Sea Witch found themself speechless for moments on end. For a siren to sell their voice would be akin to dooming themself to a lonely, wretched existence. Unable to lure their prey or be of any ‘worth’ in their society. They were aware of Athanaxious’ infatuation over you. Just not self-sacrificing extent of it. “…And in exchange for your precious voice I offer you a new identity as a human.”

“Beware, as every step you take will feel like daggers going through your feet. You will however, be the most graceful dancer upon the land. A perfect fit for our little singer.” An apparition appears between the Devil’s fingertips as it flicked across the waters. It was you, on a platform of sorts surrounded by other humans. You were bringing joy to their faces, as you did with him. “Shall I add a wager to spice up the fun?”

It took a lot of willpower for Athanaxious to rip his eyes away from your ‘magical form’ and all he could muster was a nod.

“Should you succeed your voice shall return, and you wouldn’t have to keep giving me your scales to brew love potions. Their heart will be yours forever more, guaranteed by both their feelings in your triumph and my very own magic.” The apparition shifted; Athanaxious appears within the image — human. The two of you looked joyful as you embraced underneath what seemed to be the moon.

But then it all lasts for a second before it shifted once more. The vision of your happy ending swiftly turned bitter as this apparition’s Athanaxious slowly dissolved and disappeared, before you turn to someone else and embrace them instead.

“If you fail to win their affection before the wedding, I will keep your voice and you shall turn into sea foam.”

Athanaxious felt his stomach grow weak at the illusion’s show. Moreso the possibility of your romance with someone else than his death. He only had one choice.

“I understand. I accept both the deal and the wager.”

“Oh, how magnificent! I hope you don’t go on to regret this.” The Sea Devil lips tugged upwards.

“Now, sing for me.”

“Where will you be going?” Kalliope tugged at your sleeves.

“Out. I’ll be back before sundown.” You gently pulled your arm away from your admirer, as you buttoned your clothes and put on a pair of trousers.

“But—“

“My seed must take root for our marriage to be guaranteed, no? Keep your hips raised.”

“Can we go for another bout before you leave?”

You loop your finger around a lock of her hair, lending her a final kiss to the forehead. “No.”

Your town was not one to write about in history books. It was like any other the Empress was able to conquer under her rule. A quaint village just west of the capital city known for their great alcohol and folks to bed.

In such a small population, everyone knew you and you knew everyone. People even knew of your clients, every single one in fact. They weren’t surprised to see you in much more extravagant or expensive clothing as you passed by the street in an equally gaudy carriage.

It was moreso the armored guards that surrounded you that alerted them of something different.

“[Y/N]!”

Clearly that wasn’t enough to deter your childhood friend from running towards you.

“First you impregnate my sister and leave her all alone to take care of your mistake, now you go and get married without a word to us! Do you even care at all?!” The young man wore overalls. Soot covered his skin from what you assume was the mines he started recently working in.

Yiorgos used to be a lot kinder. Softer. Almost puppy like with his admiration towards you. But after a series of misunderstandings he grew resentful of your existence. You never bothered to correct him.

Or perhaps you were just too busy and hurt by his assumptions.

“Out of their highness’s way.” A guard put their arm between you and your former friend.

“Their . . . highness ?” Yiorgos looked at you, baffled. His hung wide open. He then leaned forward to no doubt shout at you once more before you finally put a word in.

“No, I know him.” You shook your head at the guard. Your focus left the man as soon as a familiar mop of [hair color] entered your vision.

A small girl dressed in clothing akin to your own, left Yiorgos’s side and ran up to you with no regard to the armored knight that loomed over. Excitement clear in her eyes. “Don’t listen to your uncle, you aren’t a mistake alright? Go on in, I’ll be with you.” You gently pushed her towards the siblings’ house. The girl shook her head, unwilling to let go of you. But her grip slowly loosened and she eventually shied away, leaving you and the rest.

“Your sister paid me to sleep with her and insisted not to use protection, we both know I pay for that night every single day since it happened both reputation wise and monetarily. And lastly, as you can see I had no choice.” You tilt you head to the small army of knights made to watch over you and your carriage.

Yiorgos shook his head. Brown hair swaying side to side. “You always have a choice.”

“And my choices are life and death. Don’t bother arguing about my situation!”

“Here’s my last payment and goodbye. I’ll be taking the kid with me to the castle soon.” You throw him a bag filled with gold coins and then proceeded to make your leave.

If there was anything you were proud of in your town however, it would be the opera house you worked at. Thousands of people all throughout the world often came here to watch your shows amongst the other singers and performers.

Due to its popularity it was even funded by the Empress directly. That is how you met the princess.

“[Y/N]! I’ve heard the news. Congratulations.” Your employer, Lady Anastasia — a noble woman —, runs her hand in your hair. She used to be a regular person your mother sold you off to until she eventually hired you as a singer at her Opera House. Of course, that didn’t mean she wouldn’t pay you a little extra for your services after hours.

“What’s with the fuss?” You gestured to the boy servants fussing over a young man. Who seemed a little too familiar, nostalgic maybe. You couldn’t quite put a finger on it.

“Oh, we found a young man out on the beach you frequented. We thought it was you at first but upon closer inspection . . .”

“He’s a mute that one. Ain’t no further thing from our theater’s star.” Her Father, a rather old and gruff man, huffed. He was always so prideful of you. Despite his rough demeanor, you knew that he cared deeply. After Anastasia would bed you, he always came by to give you a cup of tea. You didn’t know how to repay the man except use your body, so he’s had a taste of you as well.

In fact, you wouldn’t be surprised if you’ve bedded half of your town and then some.

“Will you keep your scathing remarks to yourself?” Anastasia lightly slapped him, “He is incredibly talented on the art of dance, light on his feet.”

“And weak on constitution. He barely finished a piece before falling to his knees and panting!”

“I’ll take care of him.” You put a hand to your chin. The man gave you a weird feeling in your stomach. Something tells you that the fates have your threads intertwined.

“Are you sure? With all these wedding preparations. . .” The old man grabbed your shoulders, making you flinch.

You unknowingly glared at him.

“Ah, sorry to be so presumptuous.” He rubbed the back of his neck.

You coughed, unsure how to or if you should even apologize. You decide on focusing at the task at hand. A final show before you’re eternally doomed to the Imperial Palace.

“Well then, why is nobody ready?”

©️ hana.no.seiiki - yun | 2023

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TW: Stalking, Monster, forced relationship, rushed ending, cursing, yandere tendencies.

Paring: Yandere Siren Jotaro x reader

The seashells on the shore were always beautiful. Every weekend, you would collect the seashells you found. You did many things with the shells: created jewelry, draw them, and collect them for decorations. That's why you would never miss a day of going to the beach on your days off from your work at the local ice cream shop.

You visited the beach so frequently, eventually, you had caught someone- or something's eye.

There was a cave near the spot you would visit. You never went inside the cave. You didn't have a reason to do so. If you would have, you would find a creature watching you closely. The creature was a siren named Jotaro Kujo.

Well, half-human, half siren to be exact.

Jotaro came across you one day during one of your many visits. He needed to get away from the group of female sirens that followed him around, to escape the problem, he emerged out of the sea into a cave. As usual, Jotaro lay against a massive rock smoking a cigarette. His eyes drifted to the opening in the cave. That's when he saw you. You were painting while listening to a cassette tape. You looked stunning at this moment. Perhaps, this is why Jotaro was attracted to you. Not because of your looks, no, because of your interest in the ocean. Jotaro yearned to see you again.

From that day on Jotato religiously journeyed to the cave on the weekends, observing your every move from afar. Jotaro would bring your belongings to the cave and stash your stolen belongings. He had a shrine of stuff he had stolen from you. He'd come by the cave and examine the items to remember the memories he, without your knowledge, shared with you. The months grew and Jotaro knew every little detail about you. The siren had fallen in love with you. Jotaro would not sing to lure anyone. Hell, Jotaro never sings to himself in secret. He found no need for it. But when he saw you, he wanted nothing more than to sing you a song from the bottom of his heart. Of course, not to eat your heart. No. He wanted to sing to you so he could pull you down to the ocean with him.

Worry consumed his mother. She hadn't seen her son in a while which concerned her greatly. Even if her son was cruel to her at times, he wouldn't up and leave her, nor was it his character to stay out late. Jotaro didn't lie to his mother about the situation. He was honest. Jotaro informed his mother of the woman he would watch during the weekends. How his heart skipped a beat when he saw the woman riding her bike to get to the beach. How he had developed a love for the woman. Holly was pleased to hear this news. Just as jotaro feared his mother would bring this subject up every chance she got. The worst part was she told his grandfather, Joseph, about Jotaro's crush as well. Joseph, surprisingly, didn't tease Jotaro as much as Jotaro thought he would. Instead, he offered Jotaro advice.

"If you honestly like this woman, sing to her Jotaro. Surely, she'll become your mate after."

Jotaro thought of disregarding his grandfather's guidance but he considered it. Soon enough, Jotaro planned the next weekend to sing you a song. Of course, he prepared himself. Jotaro hadn't sung in forever. Until then, he waited in his cave, awaiting your arrival.

The next time you came to the beach, it was different. You had traveled to the beach during the nighttime. Strolling down the street, bike in hand. You wanted to get a couple of pictures of the sea during twilight. You parked your bike against a street lamp then wrapped a heavy chain around the bicycle to ensure it wouldn't be stolen. You stumbled down the hill and fell against the sand. the grains felt cool and soft, almost like a grainy textured pillow. You sat up, shaking the sand out of your hair/ religious wear. You took several pictures of the Sapphire-colored ocean. They all were to your liking so you went to leave.

Until you heard the sounds of a deep-voiced male singing a beautiful tone, which reverberated throughout the beach.

As if you were in trance, your body followed the sound into a dark cave. Entering the cave, you examined your surroundings until your eyes landed on a muscular figure. The muscular figure was a man with long ebony wavy hair and tan skin. The man noticed your presence and motioned you over with his index finger. You obeyed his introduction. You crept closer, closer, and closer until you were face to face with the mysterious male. The male stopped singing, instead, he focused on you. You felt his hand grip your chin and pull you closer to his lip. In the corner of your eye, you saw multiple scales on his waist, almost like he had a fishtail for his lower body. Then it hit you, this wasn't a man- this was a monster. After all, his eyes were pitch black. You shrieked attempting to escape the creature's grip. The creature seemed confused by the sudden reaction, "what's wrong, did I upset you?" you didn't answer any of its questions.

In one of the last attempts to escape this monster's hold, you pulled out your camera and snapped a photo of the creature causing the flash to hurt it. The creature dropped you, covering its sensitive eyes. While it was stunned, you crawled away. Before you fled the cave, you watched as the creature sunk back into the ocean beneath the rock. You left the cave questioning yourself if you had been hallucinating.

Real or not, you wouldn't return to that beach again. Jotaro felt depressed after that night. After all, you never returned to the beach again after the experience. Jotaro pondered on what he did wrong: Was it his voice? Did he come off too aggressive? Were you just not interested? Jotaro desired to be your love. During this desperate time, he supposed he could ask his mother for advice. Jotaro's mother realized her son had fallen in love with you, so she told him the secret she kept from Jotaro. When Holly was Jotaro's age, she also met a human that caused her heart to pound. She fell in love with him. Unfortunately for her, Holly could never be his lover since she was a siren and he was human. Or so she thought. One day she came across a sea witch. Holly sold her soul to the witch to become human. She did end up becoming human, but she missed her father and mother, so the witch gave her a potion that turned her lover into a siren as well.

Jotaro had his mother give up the location of the lair. The next day, when night fell, Jotaro ventured to the sea witch's lair. He entered cautiously. The cave was eerie. Jotaro hadn't even come inside yet. Jotaro pushed himself forward, reminding himself this was all for you. 

"Searching for me, young man?"

Jotaro looked to his side, watching as a blonde male appeared out of the darkness. Jotaro's jaw clenched. Jotaro did not like this at all. The male in front of him gave him a bad feeling. He was a walking red flag, from those pricing red eyes to his never-ending smirk. "If I were to guess your reasoning for your appearance, it would be to find I, Lord Dio, and make a deal for the item you desire most." the man smirked.

After giving Dio his soul, Dio granted Jotaro a red potion, "this is for the girl." Jotaro raised an eyebrow, "Only if you wish to turn her into a siren." Dio granted Jotaro's wish by turning him human. Jotaro could still transform into a siren only when he touched water.

At the crack of dawn, Jotaro swam up to the shore. Jotaro unhurriedly stepped out of the water. He was taken aback for a moment when catching sight of his legs, yet, he got over the shock quickly. Suddenly, pain shot from his waist down. Jotaro fell to the ground groaning in pain. Walking wasn't going to be simple; it felt like knives had been stabbing him when he took a step. All morning Jotaro trained himself to walk. Jotaro had gotten the hang of walking but still wobbled and tripped over himself.

Now that Jotaro knew how to walk, he needed clothes to cover his nude body.

Jotaro found a pair of clothes by stealing a passing school student's clothing. The clothes felt a bit tight, which annoyed Jotaro. The boy had a wallet in his back pocket. Inside was a heavy sum of cash. Jotaro chose to buy more fitting clothes in the mall. Jotaro didn't like the place: The building was noisy, the people stunk, and the women eyed him with lust. He had already purchased all of his clothes. All that was left was finding you.

"Alright, I'll see you later." Jotaro immediately turned toward the voice. Coming out of the ice cream shop across from the clothing store Jotaro had existed. From the clothing you were wearing, Jotaro could tell you had just gotten off your shift at work. Jotaro followed you without you noticing. He stayed far behind, somehow blending into the crowd despite his towering height.

Jotaro could tell you knew someone was watching you. The way you kept looking back with a skeptical expression told him. He departed from the crowd of strangers and hid in the shadows. He trailed behind you all the way home. By the time you arrived at your apartment door, you already knew someone was stalking behind you. You rushed and unlocked the door with your keys. You jumped inside your apartment and slammed the door closed. Well, you attempted. A hand stops the door from shutting completely.

Before you had a chance to hide somewhere in your home, a man entered. A man you hoped not to see again.

"You know, I've sold my soul to the devil for you. The least you could do is let me in."

You made an effort to run away from Jotaro, only to be snatched into his arms. You squirmed in his grip, "Let me go, you fucking monster!" you yelled. One of Jotaro's large hands gripped your cheeks together, "Listen." You stopped struggling because his grip grew to be intolerable. "I'll give you a choice, y/n. Either you and I stay humans, we live a life together as lovers. Or I shove his potion into your mouth, and you become a monster like me where you will also have to live your life as my lover."

"Like it or not, you are meant to be by my side. So choose wisely."

[yandereforme]

YANDERE BATFAM AND SIRENS SCENARIO

Yandere Batfam and Yandere Sirens with a reader who is the Joker and Harley’s kid. Harley realized she was pregnant after their breakup, and ended up giving birth in Arkham, where they immediately put the kid in the foster system. The kid looks almost exactly like Harley, and is quiet, caring and sweet, though they are very sarcastic. (Bonus points for non-binary reader who dresses in dark colors and chokers, but loves coloring and singing)

They get put in a bad home, and end up befriending Red Hood. Through shenanigans they meet the rest of the Batfam and wrapping them all around their finger.

After having a bad day and getting lost, they end up crying and passing out in Ivy’s garden. Originally, she’s annoyed that someone is in her private space, but one look at the kid’s face and she calls Harley. Meanwhile, Red Hood is wondering where his kid is….

[yanderestevenuniverse]

Ooh, what if Lapis was a mermaid/siren, who lured her S/O to a secluded island to be shipwrecked, and at her mercy.

Title: The voice

pounding. that was the first thing that you felt when you woke up; this want the pound in your head that you got when you had one too many drinks the night before. No this was brutal throbbing that wracked every every inch of your brain like shards of glass that dug deep into your mind with every move you took... but it didnt matter becuse withen a matter of seconds it was gone replaced with the voice... her voice you breifly recalled some of your memories... at least you think that their your memories you were on a boat. yes thats right you had heard rports of a-a storm you think and you were going to turn around but then you heard it. The voice and it all made sence everything was butiful when you hear the voice. nothing matterd except for the voice. you cared about nothing except for the voice. you had to get to the voice. the storm must have shipreaced you...yes..Yes thats what happend but as another melody periced your ears you forgot everything. you got up from the sand you were lieing upon surronded by the reckage of your boat and began to follow the voice

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you ddnt know how much time had past it didnt matter. Nothing matterd but the voice itd didnt matter how much your feet hurt on the course rocky sand beneath your feet the only thing that matterd was the-

you stopped in you tracs. you had found the voice

Oh hello dear

their she was her beutiful blues skin and hair that perfectly represented the ocean she swam in along with a aqua tail that supported her in the smooth currents

You must be so very tired why dont you let my water take you. Its nice and warm. Come on i dont bite... at least not that hard Hehehe

you saw the water begin to take into a new form of a giant hand that wrapped itself around you and brought you into the nice warm warer but you didnt care only she told you it was fine; and so it was

Now let me take a look at you... Mmmm you are a pretty one arnt you. I knew youd be perfect for me when i saw you across the waves. By the way my name is Lapis Lazuali but you can just call me Lapis