cheerful oblivion / the little mermaid (oxo, gay t4t mermaid/pirate romance)

Mermaids are always women, drowned by passion and swept out to sea. They become the faithful wives to the great Lord Neptune, whether they wish to or not, truly brides of the sea. Well, always with an asterisk, as these things generally go.

And with your mermaid hair and your teeth so sharp // You crawled from the sea to break that sailor's heart

They called her the Sea Witch, a rebel bride who wished to not be part of the sea… but to rule it. She was once Neptune’s favorite, bestowed great power with which she used to rule the oceans, once even ruling by his side. Once, she was Ursula. But now, she is the Mother of Sirens, the Chaos Queen.

You only get one night upon the shore// So dance like you've never danced before

And the Sea Witch grants wishes. Mermaids come to her when they wish to escape Neptune, wish to become part of her coven of Sirens. But some wish not to take sides, to become human once more and to once more be made of flesh and blood and not seafoam, to have a soul eternal. She helps these mermaids too, but conditionally. They must find love, true love, within three months, lest they lose not only their chance at an eternal soul… but also at any life at all.

And the dance floor is filling up with blood // But oh, Lord, you've never been so in love

Sebastian is the mermaid that asterisk was talking about. His parents drowned him in rage when he started dressing as a man and not a woman. And at first, life with Neptune was peaceful, succumbing to only the waves. But upon learning of his bridal expectation he sought the Sea Witch. She promised Seb she would give him a chance. But if he lost that chance, there would be nothing more she could do for him. Not wanting to be a siren or a mermaid, Sebastian is now looking for true love. But that sort of thing can be hard to find, especially in the days of pirates and swashbuckling where it’s every man for himself, with no chance for real love.

Your character is an infamous pirate captain who finds Seb floating at sea, chilled near to death and sick as a dog by the time he drags the young man onto his ship. But what Seb doesn’t know is that the captain is very similar to Seb. He too was expected to live as a woman, and hides that secret well. But such a strange savior is too ruthless to be seen as a true love, right? Seb just wants to get off that ship and find his soulmate, but the ship won’t dock for another two weeks and that’s hardly any time at all after that!

Whatever happens next, well… we will certainly see, won’t we?

Rules and regulations of the RP:

Don’t be a jerk, bigot, or nasty little guy.
Respect goes both ways, so let me know if I disrespect you or make you uncomfortable ever! I’ll make sure I let you know if something’s off with me!
Smut may be included, if desired, upon which this RP will be taken to DMs until the smut scene ends. Obviously.
Obviously with pirates there will be cursing, violence, and period-typical bigotry. Plus probably alcoholism and general skullduggery type pirate behavior. Just making sure we’re aware of triggers.
Be nice, have fun, and do your best with spelling, grammar, and punctuation! Thanks!

Template to be posted when someone shows interest.

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Can I join?
I prefer playing enby and girl characters, but I don't mind them being trans, and if you'd really prefer, I am also fine doing a trans guy.
I do not mind smut but I am a couple months shy of 18, and am fine if that makes you uncomfortable to not do it.

Maybe you could play a character who is a woman, but crossdresses for her own safety? Could lead to some interesting conversations about identity, I hadn’t thought of that angle! Sure, why not? You’re in!

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Age: (25-30 ideally)
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Name: Sebastian “Seb” York
Age: 26
Gender identity and pronouns: Trans man, he/him
Romantic/sexual orientation: Bisexual/biromantic
Species: Mermaid turned human… ish.
Appearance/wardrobe: Sebastian looks a little off the longer you look him over. His eyes seem a little too wide and his gaze too sharp, so are his teeth, they come to small points. He is not unhandsome, far from it. He looks almost ethereal, too good to touch. But also, his look carries some danger to it, that is the way the mermaids always are. He has a farmer’s tan, but underneath that is hints of blue and green that shouldn’t be there. His hair is dark and slightly wavy, eyes bright and brown like graveyard dirt. His hair comes down to his shoulders currently, but he will surely cut it as soon as he is allowed a razor. Currently, he owns no clothes, so style will be determined by whatever he can find at the time-he is lost at see, after all. Also, he’s a short king.
Personality: Seb is one cutthroat bastard, it’s a good thing he doesn’t know how to fight for shit on land. But, he is not all cold and cruel. He has a soft heart for those like him, those called strange by society and ostracized. He is intelligent in academics, he still remembers much of what his parents taught him when they were raising him to be an eligible bride. But with people? He’s blunt, rude, and unsure of himself so he generally cuts people off from his life.
Background/backstory: Seb was raised by his parents to be nothing but a marital bargaining chip. From his childhood to adulthood, he struggled with figuring out exactly why about this bothered him the most. Being married to a man he knew would only see him as a woman was likely the biggest culprit, he’d much rather be the husband. So he ran. But when his parents found him, rather than have him come home for reeducation they drowned him, not wanting to deal with the disgrace. The rest, I’ve already gone over.
Miscellaneous information: Seb is looking for someone who will see him as the man he is. He just wants to belong and be loved, and to be human again.

It was a windless, moonless night. The seas were calm, though not very good for travel unless you had very good fortune. Seb floated, unconscious.

Suddenly, he found his body being hauled onboard a ship. He could see everything that was happening to him despite being completely knocked out, a magical skill he’d picked up during his time as a mermaid. The trick was to open your eyes… then open your eyes again.

The sailors, rough and gruff as they looked, didn’t seem like they wanted to harm him. Quite the opposite-what appeared to be a doctor, dressed in a blood-stained white operating gown, was examining him for a pulse. Upon finding one, Seb was dragged into quarters where he could be treated for his illness. He noticed, casually, that these sailors comprised of, well, a great deal of all perceivable genders or at least gender presentations, a few that Seb wouldn’t even have words for as none existed to describe them in this day and age.

Seb kept an eye for any behavior that would warrant waking up and making a fuss. Given that he could (mostly) control this astral projection state, he could also wake up when he needed to. Albeit, in a lot more pain more often than not, being an astral ghost outside of your own body lent itself to not really feeling anything that was harming you. But nothing serious happened, he was simply being warmed up and monitored, the sailors even carefully and borderline respectfully dressed him in clothes that seemed to resemble men’s garb of the new times-albeit ratty and worn out.

Seb was about to simply retire for the night, when the ship’s doctor looked straight at him. “Make sure when you’re back in your own body, you don’t go into shock.” the doctor said, then resumed working as if nothing happened. The crew looked at the doctor in a way that made Sebastian want to laugh, if the situation weren’t so terrifying. They clearly didn’t know Seb was out of his body right now, observing their every move.

Suddenly, a door opened. And a new face appeared, seemingly rougher and tougher than all the rest. Seb watched carefully. He didn’t want to see this go to shit.

Charalee walked into the medbay, looking around. "Their vitals are stable?" She confirmed, before walking around and scanning Seb. "Did anyone check them for weapons? And please restrain them, we don't know how they'll act when waking up. Once they're awake, if they are calm, then we can consider removing the restraints, but we dont want them hurting themself or is when they wake up. And if you aren't actively working," She said, glaring at most of the crew in the room. "You should not be in here."
Turning to Seb, she said "I'm not sure if you can hear me, but I do hope you don't die." She muttered, before turning and talking more to the doctor.

“Your crew found the poor thing floating naked at sea, so unless they have something unsavory shoved up somewhere unsavory, it should not be an issue.” the doctor said. She was a brilliant, if somewhat roundabout, woman who’d been… favorably kidnapped by a group of sex-intermingling and heretical pirates, and she was honestly a lot more fine with that than most would be. The Captain allotted her an allowance to, provided she didn’t run off, go onshore when they landed and pursue alchemical weapons of mass destruction and alchemical reanimation of corpses to her heart’s delight, all the while not having to keep up the guise of “being a gentleman” to her parents-who ostensibly didn’t understand the nature of alchemic transformation. Yes, this doctor assumed some sort of miracle process made one the way they were with regards to if they’d pursue the former or the fairer sex- but chemicals also gave her a set of pretty ducklings* and a new lease on life, so she felt alright about that. Every woman had her secrets, however…

Sebastian winced at the gruesome mental image. He wouldn’t put anything up there, thank you muchly. Much less a weapon. He assumed this was likely a ship of pirates, he used to love luring them to strange and deadly places but now he was dependent on their goodwill to survive.

The crew shuffled off to their stations, disappointed in the lack of entertainment they were dragging themselves away from. Seb, meanwhile… he was confused. His astral form felt a sudden pull to his body, and the weakness hit him like a wet fish slapped in the face.

He awoke gasping, the crew having long since left.

“Wh-where am I?” he asked, breathlessly. The ship’s doctor said nothing, allowing the Captain to answer instead.

(*modern translation: fat rack/massive tits, referencing a creepy letter sent by King Henry #8 to I believe one of his wives or lovers. The ships doctor invented Pirate era HRT is how I’m playing this, she likely shares with crew and has also provided gender affirming surgeries of the era (primarily mastectomy) frequently.)