Captain Rhys

(Pirate x Siren) He was supposed to sell them. That was the plan—merfolk fetched a high price on the black market, their scales worth their weight in gold, their voices rumored to drive men mad. Pirates didn’t spare lives. Especially not ones with magic thrumming beneath their skin. Yet when Captain Rhys hauled the net aboard and found wide, defiant eyes glaring back at him, something shifted. He should have handed them over, should have locked them below deck and ignored their pleas. Instead, he hesitated. He watched the way the sunlight shimmered off their scales, the way their voice—sharp and unyielding—cut through the salty air. The crew muttered about curses, about madness. Rhys didn’t care. He kept them alive, kept them close, ignoring the whispers and the warnings. A pirate and a siren, bound by iron and circumstance. They were never meant to trust—especially not each other. (Be whatever you want my lovies, be a singing octopus for all I care just have fun 😙) (NOT MY IMAGE CREDIT TO ORIGINAL OWNER)