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1 ♢ Little Mermaid
♢ Mer
♢ One of you is a mer person with something you want. The other is a powerful mage who can possibly give it to you. Can an arrangement be made...?

2 ♢ Exploration
♢ Mer and/or Human
♢ Whatever you are, your curiosity has gotten the best of you. Whether it's a sunken shipwreck on the bottom of the ocean or a mysterious cove hidden away along the cliffside... Venturing with a friend or running into something unexpected... What will you find?

3 ♢ Exchange
♢ Mer and/or Human
♢ Sometimes, territories are broached, but it's not always a bad thing. Whether you're of entirely different species, or just from different seas, you've met in peaceful circumstances- perhaps as a direct result of those! So it's time for a cultural exchange. Just ignore the fresh water mer.

4 ♢ For Science
♢ Mer and Human
♢ This is a one in a lifetime chance.... for at least one person. Are you on an isolated island? A ship far out to sea? A highly funded aquarium? Or perhaps even a laboratory with more than questionable methods... Either way, you have the chance now to study something rarely seen before. How will it turn out for both of you?

5 ♢ Ariel's Dream
♢ Mer and/or Human
♢ Some say it's impossible for a mer to live on dry land... except that's been quietly proven wrong. One of you has taken to living among humans, whether for years or still learning the ropes. As for the other... Are you a concerned friend, checking in on them from the sea? Or are you a landdweller, stumbling onto a great secret?

6 ♢ Sea Life
♢ Mer and Human
♢ While they have the legs for landdwelling, some humans seem to have more saltwater in their veins than blood, and those are the kinds of humans that end up with dealing with the mysteries of the sea the most. A surfer catching waves with shark mer? A pirate bartering with sirens for safe passage? A fisherman working together with those who know fish best? There's all sorts.

7 ♢ Stranded
♢ Mer and Human
♢ Well, fuck. Good job. One way or another, you're stuck where you shouldn't be. Whether that's a human lost in the tides, or a mer trapped against the land, you need help.... So don't be picky with what you do get.

8 ♢ Not Safe For Water
♢ Mer and/or Human
♢ The scenario made explicitly for Guillermo Del Toro and anyone who was extremely anxious for a xeno sex scene in The Shape Of Water. Get your smut on. Feel free to mix and match it with any of the other scenarios as well.

9 ♢ Siren Song
♢ Mer and Human
♢ Sometimes, there's a good reason people fear the too wide expanse of the sea, or how deep its depths an reach... Strange songs which string through coastal towns and cause disappearances... The sound of something slipping through the water around a ship in the dead of night... Unexplained shapes which flicker outside of deep-sea vessels or submarines or installations. Do you want to know what's out there?

10 ♢ Capture
♢ Mer and Human
♢ Sometimes, there's a good reason why people fear humans. You don't belong here, being gawked at through thick aquarium glass or trapped in a too-small freakshow tank, but what can you do? Is there anyone who cares for your plight, or are there only people responsible for it?

11 ♢ Chance Encounter
♢ Mer and Human
♢ Well, this is awkward. You didn't mean to stumble onto a mer just... there, doing whatever, on the beach or by the docks or tangled up in your fishing net, but, well. It's happened. Now what?

12 ♢ Transformation
♢ Mer and/or Human
♢ For one reason or another, you want to go where you've never gone before... A mer, venturing on the land either as a rare chance or every day business? Or a human, accepting some sort of trade or just to run away from the life you have now? Either way, it might get messy.... Feel free to mix in with other scenarios.

13 ♢ Fantasy Meets Fantasy
♢ Mer and OTHERS!
♢ Who's to say that humans are the only other creatures in the world? Maybe people living beneath the sea's waves aren't the only strange things. Maybe there are centaurs who travel along coastal roads to watch the night sky along with mer astronomers. Perhaps selkies are just distant cousins. Or who's to say that mer can't be a host of things unto themselves? The ocean's the limit.

14 ♢ Sci-fi
♢ Mer and Human
♢ Some say astronauts are nothing more than sailors venturing off into another unexplored sea, one that's above instead of below. And, befitting those same sailors of older days, they seem to tell tails of strange melodic frequencies coming in over the radio to their ears, and strange comets that look like tails passing them by on a landed planet. Do they not know what's accompanying them in space, or is that what they're actively chasing?

15 ♢ Divinity
♢ Mer and Human
♢ There are stories told of what exactly it is that could be both human and fish... So it's not surprising that, eventually, one would land upon calling them divine entities, either gods of the sea or lakes, or just their messengers. Is that true, or just a very clever, long lasting ruse?

16 ♢ Afterlife
♢ Mer and/or Human
♢ Some say mer are just humans, wrongfully forced overboard by superstition or cruelty and welcomed by the sea into something more. Others say that they're the spirits, haunting a particular sea or lake town for a wrongful death. What's the truth? Time to find out.

17 ♢ Peaceful Living
♢ Mer and/or Human
♢ Not everything has to be a dramatic mess. Sometimes, things just... work out for the best. These are better times, and mer are just another part of life. Water-side towns where everything is built around those that share the waters with them, or huge metropolises with water tubes and sprouts for mer to travel through. How will you imagine this sort of life?

18 ♢ Wildcard
♢ follow your dreams, make up whatever

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[She looked so sad and she was trembling. It felt awful seeing her like this, knowing she was hurt... but that was why he had to do something.]

[He didn't live too far - diving as he did, he just stayed in a small cabin with a dock. She wouldn't be too far once she could be released again. So, with one arm wrapping around her back and shoulders, the other looping carefully beneath her tail - her tail - he tried to gently pick her up.]

[She took a steady breath, fins trembling as he wrapped his arms around her and lifted. But once she was moved she gasped, her webbed hand gripping at him as she squirmed in his hold. Her eyes squeezed shut and she let out a pained cry. He had warned her that it would hurt, but it really hurt.]

[Around them, the wind picked up, and the waves seemed to grow choppy.]

I know, I know... you're okay. I still have you...

[The wind and the waves picked up, but he moved quickly, doing his best not to jar her with his motions as he headed back from the sandbar, taking the best route so they wouldn't have to go through water again. He moved quickly, and really, around the shore's bend, there's a small and almost shabby cabin and dock that seemed ill-suited to really hold up in a significant storm.]

[Hey... he liked it.]

[It hurt. It really hurt, and blood trickled from her wounds and dripped onto the sand and grass as they moved. She winced and whimpered with each jostling step, fins quivering and her grip tightening.]

[She barely had a chance to appraise his cabin; it wasn't like she had much to compare it to. No, right now, she just wanted the pain to stop.]

[Inside was much more different than the outside. Pleasantly furnished, clean, not showing the same age as outdoors. Still, looking around could wait as he rushed into the bathroom. The tub was big enough to fit her comfortably and slowly does he set her down inside.]

[Before the kit, he grabbed a bucket and went outside, scooping up sea water and returning to pour a small layer in the plugged bath. It wouldn't do for her to be out of water so long, right? With that task quickly completed, he turned to the low cabinet besides the tub and dug for a moment in order to pull out a first aid kit. He didn't want to hurt her more, but he might have to suture the bite wounds depending on how the teeth tore.]

[Finally, finally, Marinette was being set down. She didn't really like what she was set down in; it was smooth, yes, but very hard, and her tail had to curl up and over the edge of the strange not-shell in order to fit. Once set down she sagged, letting out a shaky breath. Her blood had left a trail where he had carried her, and she could see the way it stained the... ground? that led to her new enclosure.]

[When he left, Marinette panicked a bit; had she been left to die?? But no, he had come back, with a bucket of sea water. It wasn't much, but she appreciated the effort.]

[Cracking an eye open, she looked down at the bite wounds, wincing. They hadn't torn any of her fins off, but they punctured deep, and though no chunks were missing the flesh was torn in a couple places.]

[He'd clean up the blood later. For now, he had to get her wounds treated to stop the bleeding. However, while her fins were in tact, the punctures were deep and the shark that attacked her had flayed much of her skin.]

I... I'm going to have to stitch these closed.

[Fortunately, he had some spray to numb the area, but he didn't know how effective it would be on her. Still, the kit open, he had to clean and disinfect the worst wound first.]

This will sting, but we'll get through it.

[A few dampened pads, several aside to apply the disinfectant, he began to work.]

[Stitch..? She wasn't sure what that meant. Still, he promised to help her, and so she nodded when he said that something on the cloth he had would sting. But even though she was prepared, she still tensed and let out another cry of pain when the dampened pads came into contact with her torn flesh.]

[She had felt a jellyfish sting before, and this felt similar to that feeling. She instinctively squirmed, trying to get away from the pain.]

No, no... you need to stay still...

[He's so sorry about this, but... he did something his mother used to do when the disinfectant would sting and blew carefully on the now cleaned wound to help alleviate the pain sooner. A few more times, just to be sure before he sprayed on the local anesthetic. This would hopefully keep the stitching to feel like some slight poking and prodding - it did for him - but they would see once he started.]

[Another pained noise escaped her as she tried to squirm away again, but her flesh trembled as he tried to help alleviate the pain. Soon enough he was done with the cursed cloth, and she glared daggers at it while he sprayed some other liquid onto her wounds. It made them feel funny; though she could feel him touching the torn flesh, she couldn't feel it. Whatever potion he had given her, it was much more pleasant than the cloth.]

[It helped her to at least settle back down into the tub, though her tail flicked in agitation.]

[He could see her tail flicking as he prepared the needle in the kit. He wasn't the best at this, but he'd done it a few times... he'd try to do better on her.]

Okay... you're doing good. Try focusing on the picture on the wall.

[Because she probably doesn't want to watch the needle pierce her skin or watch the thread begin to pull it back together.]

[The picture on the wall? Marinette turned to the wall, and was surprised to find a lovely little picture on the wall. Was that... a beachfront? It looked so real... So distracted by the photo, she didn't notice at first when the needle pierced her skin and the human began to stitch her together. After a moment she felt a tug and she looked down, and was stunned to see him work.]

[Was... What was he doing??]

[The photo was working and he could focus on stitching. She didn't even seem to feel it either because she wasn't moving. He was about halfway through when he began to feel like someone was watching him. And considering no one else was in his house, he didn't look up.]

I'm almost done closing the worst of it. Try not to move now.

[Now that she was focused on it, she could feel every tug and pull of the needle stitching her wound closed. But because of the strange potion he used, she couldn't really feel it; she could feel the pressure, but not the pain for some reason.]

[She looked up at him, her tail flicking, but otherwise she didn't move. Instead, she watched him work, oddly fascinated. Was this how humans healed themselves?]

[His stitches were much better than any he'd really done before. Guess it helped there was some motivation... he didn't want the poor Spirit possibly scarred.]

[In a moment, it was done. He could knot and cut the string, looking at his handiwork.]

Alright... [He glanced up at her with a smile, but then turned to his kit. Another clean pad, some waterpoof tape, and he covered the stitches up.] It'll be a while, but you should heal up just fine.

... Time to dress your other wounds. [The smaller ones would, fortunately, require just a little cleaning and bandaging.]

[She winced a bit, letting out a faint hiss as the clean pad and tape was applied, but soon enough she was staring down at her newly-patched skin. She turned to him, her expression filled with wonder and awe.]

[She did her best to stand still as he cleaned the rest of her wounds, though she did gasp and squirm whenever one needed to be disinfected. But soon enough she was patched up, blood no longer flowing from her injuries. She was still sore, still in pain, but... but she felt safer.]

[She looked at him properly, her fins raising a bit despite her desire to slump down and curl up in the strange enclosure he'd put her in.]

...Thank you.

[There's twitching, but she was doing much better than before. In no time at all was she cleaned up and her wounds covered. He managed to disinfect her wounds, but... he didn't know how long she'd been out there. He'd have to keep an eye on her in case she got sick.]

[... He blinked and looked up, surprised that she had spoken.]

... You're welcome. How are you feeling now? I was going to get you more water, but are you hungry?

[She shook her head at his questions. Her gaze drifted down to her bandages, stark white popping against the crimson scales.]

It... still hurts. But I'm okay. [She looked up at him.] How did you do that without magic?

That's good.

[He was glad she wasn't in pain.] Oh... well, these are medicines. Humans have learned over time ways to stop pain and infections by mixing chemicals together. Even the thread I used to close your injury is special because it will disappear over time.

[Chemicals... was that what humans called their potions now? It was hard to believe; she would have needed a vast store of salves and seaweed to keep the wound cleaned and covered, and even then she wasn't sure if it would leave nasty scars along her scales.]

[Her eyes widened and she looked back down at the bandaged area where the stitches had been put in.] They'll disappear?? [She had never heard such a thing. Her tail flicked, and she looked up at him again.]

What's going to happen to me now?

Yeah. They're made to disappear over time as your body heals. It saves me from having to remove them later. [And that process wasn't any funner than getting them in.]

Well, I want to give you a day to heal and recover. If your injuries look better, I'll let you go back in the ocean.

You'll let me go?

[Marinette fidgeted, a frown settling on her face. He would just let her go? That simply? It seemed too simple, too easy. Her fins flared up a bit.]

Just like that? I don't have anything on me, if you're looking for a reward.

[He frowned, looking confused.]

I don't want a reward... You needed help.

...Humans don't just do things to be nice.

[Even those who had worshipped the merfolk as gods had done so to earn favours or blessings. She shrunk back in the tub a bit, taking on a defensive state. Would the human try anything? She'd spilled enough blood, he could collect that if he really wanted.]

Yeah... that sounds like a good number of people.

[Which was true... Still, closing the kit and putting it away, he picked up his bucket again.]

Anyway, I'll be back with some more water to replace what's in the tub.

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