Archive of Our Own ^beta

Chapter Text

It wasn’t odd to hear tales and folklore about sirens. Some mythologies say they are half human and half bird, and others say they were half human and half fish. But one thing they all have in common is the tales about their voices . 

Beautiful, luring, soothing, and hypnotic . 

Nobody knows their origins really, it’s quite hazy to most. 

Birds or Mers, their voices were too strong to resist . 

They were seen to be an exact example of ‘ looks can be deceiving .’ releasing a gorgeous hypnotic cry as they sang. Most records of these fascinating creatures were mostly depicted as women, but were a few men on some occasions, they’re just not seen as often. 

Most say they lure humans by singing about their deepest desires, well that’s what the people who ‘supposedly’ lived to tell the tale had said. Purpled had never seen a siren though, or just merfolk in general. He always had some sort of fascination towards fantasy and mythology, he questioned himself why sometimes, but it’d just be without a verbal answer.

Some people reported to have seen them, but when professionals went to check for themselves, they were never never found. 

That was until, he spotted one during a time at the beach. He had wanted some alone time from everything and everyone, so he decided to spend the day focusing and relaxing himself from all the stress. 

It’d been extremely stressful for the passive aggressive blonde. Yeah, he had friends. But they respected his boundaries of wanting to be alone sometimes, and he appreciated that. 

Everything in his life had been so stressful recently, and he wanted time to himself. Is that really too much to ask? 

Just for someone to leave him be for a while?

He didn’t care, so he wouldn’t bother asking and do whatever he wanted. 

So that’s exactly what he did, and he enjoyed it. While it lasted. 

It was until sunset that he was somewhat enjoying himself. Well, it wasn’t bad at all actually, it was just shocking . 

The sun was setting, the sea changed its color due to it reflecting the sky like a clear wobbly mirror. Ruby red fading into different shades of orange and yellow. 

He walked forward, deeper into the sand and towards the water to get a much better view of everything. 

It was beautiful, and there was no denying that

The dirty blonde admired the scenery. 

He didn’t realize the figure in the ocean, because he thought it was just someone who wanted to get closer to see the sunset.

But it was… odd

Very odd.

They were a little far out, and they’d usually only be able to keep their neck above water. This person was above the water, waist up. That wasn’t normal . 

He could see their side profile. They had blonde hair with black streaks all over it that shined like gold and silver in the sunset, their hair resting gently on their shoulders. 

They wore a shirt that draped over the shoulder that was facing the sun, a long and hollow sleeve covering the arm. The uncovered arm, a little fabric as an off the shoulder accessory. They had a black choker, it shined, so it must be leather. 

There was golden armor on their exposed arm that replicated scales to a T .

Their face..

It was hard to tell if they were male or female, but he wasn’t gonna judge.

They were..  Flawlessly Pretty . 

An indefinable beauty that people say was perfect .

Don’t get him wrong, he’s not one to be into people. But it wasn’t bad to see people’s natural attractiveness. 

He could see a hint of aqua blue from their eyes. 

But their sclera wasn’t human.

It was black. 

There were marks and scales on their cheeks, reaching down to the side of their chin. Ruby red, black, and gold scales. Red and black fins replaced the place where their ears were supposed to be, an earring in the shape of a heart hanging off of the bottom of them. 

Their legs weren’t visible in the water, but there was a tail sticking out behind them. 

It looked similar to a shark tail, only with visible red scales with hints of black. 

No.. 

Were they.. 

But the proof was right in front of him. 

He quietly took a picture, not wanting to cast attention to himself and get himself killed or something. 

He slowly backed away, turning his phone off and putting it in his backpack. 

When he looked back, the siren was gone. 

Slightly freaked out, he decided to go home, and draw his feelings out. 

It's been a few days since Purpled spotted the siren. 

He drew a portrait of exactly what he saw. He was an aspiring artist, most would've believed he'd be the type to join the army or something. But, no. He's a soft boy with an attitude. 

People loved his realistic art, he could draw things in many different styles. 

An alt style, realistic, anime, anything one could ask for. 

He first used art as a form of therapy, and it still sometimes is. But he could make a decent living out of it and still be satisfied with his work. 

The siren he saw at the beach was interesting. 

Especially the kind of siren it was. 

A sharp shark tail decorated in gorgeous scales of red, black, and gold. Fins and spikes scaling up to the back of it's waist, and two perfect angles of their hips. 

But not once has he seen anyone talk about siren's like these. 

It was intriguing. 

Delicate cherry blonde hair, most siren's hair is silky and shiny. And so was this one, but their hair always seemed to look dry no matter how long it was in the water and it stood perfectly where it laid on their shoulders. 

Beautiful fabrics that you'd see on those of high wealth and royalty. 

Leather, silks, velvet. 

It was undeniably shiny in any bright light. 

Wait. What the fuck was I doing again? He thought as he realized he was backtracking and getting distracted. 

So he got back to drawing. 

There was a knock at his bedroom door, "come in!"

The door opened and an older blonde with ocean blue eyes, dressed in a white hoodie with gold chains adorning his neck popped behind the door. 

"Punz."

"Grayson."

The blonde stands up annoyed to face his brother. "Call me Grayson again and I'll fuckin' cut you in your sleep."

Punz chuckles as he ruffles the younger blonde's hair. 

The older blonde walks over to Purpled's desk to inspect what his baby brother has been up to, eyes calculated and amused with the younger blonde's art skills. 

"You draw?" Punz asks, eyes glinting in intriguement. 

"Yeah." Purpled replies, looking away as if he was expecting a wave of harmful criticism. But instead he was met with a smiling Punz. 

"This is..'' the white-hoodied blonde trails off. 

"Childish.." he mumbles.

"No, i-it's amazing!" He says, awestruck. 

The heterochromia blonde felt his cheeks burn in a flush of red in embarrassment. 

Punz giggles at the younger's embarrassment, the smile soon turning sad. 

"Purp, why do you hide your blue eye?" 

Purpled's eyes narrowed at the older, then fixated at staring at the floor. 

"I… don't like being seen as part of…" Purpled trails off, clearly not wanting to talk about it. 

Punz quickly notices his demeanor and drops it. "Ah, alright then."

The latter backs away, heading towards the door to leave, then turning back to face the younger blonde.

"Uhm.. well, let me know if you need anything.." he stammers, giving Purpled a sad smile. 

Purpled's left in his room as he slid down the door; hot tears streaming down his face and soaking his shirt. now sitting down and pulling his knees towards his face. 

He hated crying. 

He hated Feeling emotions in general. So he tends to hide them behind an emotionless mask. 

Many thought of him as an asshole. And he was fine with that. 

He'd rather be disliked than vulnerable enough to be pitied or bullied. 

Well, he does get bullied. But that's rare after he punched some guy in his face so hard he went blind in his right eye. 

What? That guy should've known not to mess with him, especially since he adored wearing so many rings. 

He let himself think there for a while, going back to the siren he saw. 

It seems there was more to them, way more. 

And he desperately wanted to know, no, he wasn't going to hand the siren to scientists or harm it. He just wanted to understand it. 

How it lived, its views on humans like himself, how they're able to blend in, if they're able to get along. Yes, he knows that thought is stupid, but who the fuck cares. He was just curious. 

He just wanted to know. 

But first, he needed to let it know he meant no harm to it. 

Purpled spent his night thinking about how he was going to approach the siren when he heads back to the beach, well, that’s if he ever saw it again. 

But he’ll take care of that part tomorrow. 

Purpled in fact did end up seeing the siren again the next day. He looked around for about an hour or two, searching for any weird figure in the water or on the beach. But he didn’t find anything for those two hours, only hearing aggressive muttering behind a large rock at the edge of the beach. 

The person muttered many “ stupid hunters and their cruel tendencies!” 

He approached the rock softly to not scare the one behind the rock away, carefully peeking behind it to see the siren he saw yesterday. There was an arrow stuck in their tail, where their outer thigh would be if they had legs. For some reason, Purpled carried first aid, so he’ll try to help the best he could. 

“Hey, do you need help?’ he asked, revealing himself to the siren. 

The siren looked up at him, glaring. They hissed as their talons underneath the golden scale armor sharpened. 

“Don’t worry, I won’t hurt you. I just wanna help you feel better so you can go home if you wish to, but I can only do so if you allow me.” 

It stared, its expression softening. It tilted its head and nodded, still keeping its eyes on him as he helped it. 

“Just a warning, I’m going to remove the arrow and disinfect the wound, I assume your scales can patch itself up since you look more different than what regular sirens and merfolk look like. You must be special.” 

Its eyes beamed at the compliment as they nod. 

“Okay then. On the count of three, I'll pull out the arrow. Alright?” 

The siren nods. 

“One.” 

It slams its eyes shut. 

“Two.”

It clenches its fists. 

“Three!” 

It hisses as the arrow is quickly plucked out, the scales patching itself up slowly. Purpled touches its scales, they were very sharp. It hisses even more as he cleans the wound and puts a large bandaid on it. 

“Alright, it’s all good now. You can go now if you’d like.” 

Purpled gets up to leave, but is cut off by a “wait!” 

Purpled looks back to the siren, who has a pleading look that says ‘ stay for a bit longer. ’  

“Oh, uhm- okay.” he sits back down, facing the shark hybrid. 

“What’s your name human? And why did you help me? If it was anyone else who found me, I'd be taken to a lab and be experimented on. So, what made you think otherwise?” it asks with an accent, Purpled assuming it as British. 

Purpled stares at it, concerned that the siren understands the cruel reality and selfishness of humans. But also understands that if it was anyone else that found it, it’d be captured and experimented on, used as eye candy and seen as nothing as a prize on a pedestal. 

“My name is Purpled; I was actually searching for you. I wanted to know more about you, maybe get along. And I don't indulge in the same cruel fantasies' others do, you don’t deserve that. I don’t think anyone as special as you do, you may not be human, but you probably have a life to live, a family. I couldn’t take that from you, and I understand that.”

It tilts their head; its facial expression screams curious. “You do?”

Purpled nods, smiling, showing he was genuine. 

“My name is O’c ee’ an u s. Or Oceanus as you would call it.”

Named after a Greek god huh? interesting.

He nods, clearly engaged in the conversation with the siren. “Not to be rude or anything, what biological sex were you born as? I can’t exactly tell what you are or how to refer you as.”

The siren giggles, “oh, I am what you humans call a merman. As you said earlier, I’m a special siren. Giving me the ability to look or sound like any gender.” xe explains. 

“So, do you have any specific pronouns you want me to refer to you as?”

Oceanus nods, “I guess you could use he/him, they/them, and xe/xem. Underwater, what we refer to each other as doesn’t matter.” 

“Alright then, glad to know how to talk if we can meet again.”

The siren doesn’t reply, studying the blonde before them. “You’re a very odd human, you know? I’ve never seen anyone other than some of my fellow merfolk have purple eyes.” 

Purpled flushed, clearly embarrassed. 

“Don’t see it as a bad thing, I think it makes you look. Poggers, I’ve heard a human say once. I hope that means good; I assumed it was since they didn’t say it in a way that seemed negative.”

The magenta-eyed blonde chuckles, “don’t worry, it’s alright. It’s nothing bad.”

They tilt their head, confused, but continued to speak. “I’ve been to the surface about 15 times. I had studied their behavior, how they speak, I learned from my mentors to be..how do I explain this without frightening you so much?” he asks xemself. 

“Basically, what you know of us. Hypnotic, luring, seductive, which I don’t really do much. Only had to do it twice, not fun. Especially since I have been talking to this human female, I met a few months ago. But yeah, siren things.” 

Purpled nods, listening to every word the siren said. 

“Your scales are very sharp, are you a specific type of siren?” 

He nods, “I am, my parents are both predators. My mother was a shark mermaid, which is like a siren but not using the secretive approach like sirens. Strong, ferocious, cannibalistic if a hybrid shark eating a human count. My father, however, was a siren. And when they went out together and my egg soon hatched, I came out as a mix.”

The blonde just stared; he was fascinated about this siren. 

“Before we part ways, here.” they say, ripping one of their scales off of their tail, a new one grew immediately. 

“Oceanus, wha-” 

“You’re another one of the people I’ve blessed with my scales, it grants you good luck and protection from danger. I advise you to be delicate, store it somewhere small and safe, do not lose it, and do not let anyone but you touch it.” 

Purpled hesitates, but takes it anyway, holding it delicately in his hands. 

“Farewell, Purpled. We’ll see each other soon, and maybe, I'll look different.”

“Uhm- o-kay!” he stammers. 

Once he looked back to the place Oceanus was sitting, he was gone, then looking back at the sharp red scale in his hand. 

“I guess I'll have to take care of you now.” 

A lot of odd things happened after the whole siren thing happened. Too odd, in a somewhat good way though. 

He’s been feeling a lot better recently, he’s been able to avoid a school shooting unharmed, he’s been spending more time with Punz and his friends, he’s been doing well. 

The scale was locked in a small, metal, transparent safe that he carried around in either his school bag or art back, always keeping the bag closed with a lock used to close lockers. 

Then there’s this news that a guy or androgynous person became famous overnight because someone recorded him singing, and the weirdest part is, he got a career with it. The man didn’t even care that he was recorded without his permission. 

So Purpled did not expect to see the siren he helped heal a few days ago when he decided to go to this new pop stars’ concert. The siren looked the same, other than xes more humanized form. 

Human legs, no fins, regular hands other than the oddly sharp nails nobody bothered to even question. He didn’t know how to describe Oceanus currently. They did mention they could look and sound in any way, so he was in for a surprise. 

His outfit was pretty edgy, and more on the feminine while still being masculine type of style since they now had tattoos that they didn’t have before, a very interesting tattoo on both xes left hand and right hand . And a tattoo on their neck , being covered by a collar-like choker . Complicated rose earrings , ring armor , blonde hair styled messy, but many found it attractive that way for some reason. 

When they started singing , Purpled couldn’t deny he was drawn to his voice. Which wasn’t odd at this point, but not completely hypnotized. Probably because of the scale.  

Another odd thing, he was singing about being a siren! And nobody bothered to question it? It’s because of their voice dumbass, xe’s a siren. No duh that they don’t question that. 

Ah, right. That. 

After a bit, he noticed Oceanus looking in his direction a few times. No words would or time travel would be able to prepare him for what’s coming. It really wouldn’t. 

Oh, Purpled. You smart yet naive human, I appreciate your kindness, and I am willing to repay it. At a price, but that price may go past my mortality. Be cautious, dear. I will be the provider for that longed brotherly love and safety. You’ll learn to love it, I'll make sure of it.

Chapter Text

Oceanus admired Purpled. A very empathetic human, well, more empathetic than he’s ever seen. Everyone loved xem, but had a reputation as a dangerous player. Tommy was evil, but not completely cruel. They’d see if people really deserved to live, if they did, he’d give them a second chance, if they didn’t, they die. It’s quite simple. 

But when it came to Purpled, it was quite odd. 

So very naive, making his slightly cold personality more adorable. Oceanus watches from afar, in mortal years, he'd be younger than the dirty blonde. But in this case, he's lived two to three centuries at this point in time. 

As the earthling had said, he was unique. Special. But what was so special about them? 

Every time he'd go to the surface, xe'd sing a luring melody that had people dropping dead on their feet and going head over heels. It was oddly amusing. Nobody really knew what he was. An Alien? An Incubus? Well, the second theory had him dying of loud giggles. It was flattering that mortals thought so weirdly positive of them, but—

Ugh– Mortal intercourse or anything of sensual intimacy of human life made xem want to hurl out his guts! if anything, it's more like a gentleman flirty type of thing. compliments, offering to slow dance, flowers. 

But he has his heart set romantically for one mortal and that's about it. Referring to her as Em or Emi, meeting her at a university in search of someone to humiliate and possibly feed on. (not her though, obviously.) He knew a lot about mortals, especially after being alive so long. If he wasn't a creature of the Earth's blue transparent liquid then he would've been 23 at this point. 

How'd a siren with absolutely no record existing in civilization get into a university? Well, let's just say xe has some earthly connections. Well, they're also Mer like they are but chose to stay on the surface as they seem to find mortals and the items that exist there interesting and fun. 

Oceanus, at first, found it laughable and ridiculous. But now, he might have to prove that part of his mindset wrong. 

As xe now found an individual that gives what many call, 'baby brother vibes' . 

After the dirty blonde boy’s kindness, he’s willing to repay that. 

Whether it be a favor, some company, love (platonically/familial), or anything really. But at a price. He doesn’t usually do this for others. But something about Purpled interests xem. 

And even if it’s selfish, their greed is too strong to ignore. 

They’ll hold it, but only for a matter of time. By then, he’ll have the purple-eyed boy wrapped around xes finger. He’ll still be the same boy he met of course. He’ll just be.. 

Dependent on xem, more vulnerable, unhesitant, and loyal. 

Yeah, that sounds nice. 

After he had gotten famous when being recorded singing without xes permission, not that they really minded, he has gotten popular. 

Never had he ever planned this, but it could work. 

Brainwash some mortal imbeciles to do their bidding. Wonderful. 

As of now, he had some friends track down the dirty blonde and had discovered that they attended the same university. Just never seeing nor interacting with each other. 

How exciting.. 

He switched classes with complaints of sexual harassment. Yeah, xe’s perfectly capable of taking care of themselves but assholes did attempt it. Let’s just say they fell into a permanent slumber or lost the ability to have children no matter their biological sex. 

Finish the puzzle later. 

Now, finally, arriving at the new class his soon to be brother is in! 

Purpled sat in the back, well, more like the middle. He didn’t want to flunk his class because he couldn’t see the fucking whiteboard. But he also didn’t want to stand out so much. 

So it was a pretty good seat.

Soon there was a knock at the door, the teacher opening the door to someone he didn’t recognize at first until they stood in front of the class. 

They wore a sleeveless black turtleneck underneath a mesh see-through off shoulder jacket. Which was paired with cut-out ripped high-rise jeans , spiked leather gloves, and short white ankle boots with buckles. On top of their head, which was styled in a messy half updo ponytail, was a spiked headband . 

Yeah, he totally expected a normal day like always. 

But what he really didn’t expect was for the instructor to start the class with introducing a student that switched classes, said student being the most popular in the school and recently famous in singing, and also being sat next to him out of all people. 

And said student was also Oceanus. 

“Students, I’m pretty sure you’re all familiar with Oceanus.” the instructor said, turning to the golden-haired blonde with an astonished smile. “Mind introducing yourself for those who need a reminder?”

Oceanus stands up, a cocky smile plastered on their face. “No problem.” 

They walk up to the whiteboard, grabbing a red marker and writing at an odd speed. 

When xe finished, they stood next to the board before smirking and going back to his seat. Allowing the class to see what he wrote. 

Oceanus Innes  -  18 years old

He/Him, They/Them, Xe/Xem 

Idol (: <3 

I like sweets, coke, and music. 

I study Biology, Health, and Anthropology. (as well as music)

It didn’t take long for the class to start squealing and cheering. Even the teacher joined in!

The dirty blonde groaned, putting his head in his arms. Only putting his head up when a small piece of paper is stuffed into his hand. 

Purpled looked to Oceanus, who seemed to be focused on a book, then back at the crumbled paper and opened it. 

Stay after class

We have a lot of things to talk about, and I know you have questions. 

– Oceanus (: 

Well, that’s a new plan in his schedule for today. 

Once class was finally over, he and Oceanus stayed seated at their desks and the golden blonde gave the teacher money (wherever the fuck he got it from) to leave the room or some shit. 

“So,” Purpled started. “What the fuck?!” 

The blonde looked amused. “Now, just so you know.. I’ve got very intelligent connections.” 

He decided not to question that. “How?” 

“How what?” 

“How the hell are you here?!” 

Xe chuckles, pulling out an aqua blue pendant from underneath their turtleneck. It was the brightest gem he’s ever fucking seen. 

“This bad boy has helped me a ton.. I got it as a gift from my mother. She had intended it to be a gift for my father, but he had sadly passed before she got the chance. They’re both dead now..” 

Purpled felt… sympathetic for once. 

“S-sorry.. That must’ve been hard..” fuck, he really needed better social skills. 

“Heh, it was. But it’s alright, our kind of mer live a long time.. “

“How long? I-if you don’t mind me asking..?” 

Oceanus giggles, “it’s alright. Hmm.. depends on what mer or siren, or if you’re both, depending on what type of fish you’re based off of.” 

“You mentioned you were a shark siren, what type of shark are you..?” 

The blonde doesn’t say anything, a sore subject. “The average lifespan of a shark, multiplied by a hundred, thousand, or million will give the answer.”

Purpled was confused, but also slightly concerned. “What?” 

Oceanus sighs, “over 3.5 million years ago, the last largest predatory shark started becoming extinct. The final shark laid an egg. And that egg would never end up hatching until mortals had evolved enough to even be smart or intelligent enough. That egg was extremely different from the others. 

And the day it came into civilian contact, it took 12 months before it had hatched. Inside the egg was so unexpected, that it was too dangerous for them to even touch. A newborn baby, but instead of legs, it had a short silver and white tail. The one who had touched the egg raised the creature as their own, until they had died because of selfish hunters who wanted to sell the creature for their own greedy desires. The young creature, oh so young, killed them and managed to flee into the sea. Then, it met another mer. Siren, long existed before it had even breathed. 

And then they repopulated, then their offspring met another mer. And then you know how it goes, then it goes up to my mothers birth and then she meets my father..”

He doesn’t say much after that. 

“So, they still exist. Just not how many would expect them to, nor is the size of mer when you first see them. We’re actually much bigger, just prefer our small sizes to be more alluring. Being big used to scare more than lure mortals.”

Purpled feels a strong pull to the siren next to him. But he seems too focused on speaking to even cause that pull. So it’s not xem, right?

He holds his hand out slightly, his body not listening to his mind and wanting to be comforting in a way. Oceanus seems to notice that, softly grabbing his hand in assurance that his attempt at comfort was good for them. 

Damn. 

“I’ve never met anyone as kind as you have been to me, well, other than another mortal girl I’m talking to currently. But, really, your empathy is unique. It’s calm and it isn’t overbearing, it’s quiet and slow. I enjoy seeing that side of you.” 

Purpled can’t help his face from flushing red from embarrassment and the compliment. Not even his own brother had ever complimented him like that! 

Once again, Oceanus being observant, giggled at his embarrassment. Which quite literally embarrassed him even more. 

“Don’t be embarrassed! That isn’t a bad thing, it's a good thing.” xe giggled louder when xe notices Purpled getting redder by the second. “Okay okay, I’ll stop.” 

They stopped their giggling, letting out a few chuckles here and there until they finally calmed down. 

Purpled snorts, starting to chill out from his own embarrassment. 

“You said you had connections, what does that mean?” he asks. 

The golden blonde perks up, “ah, yes. They’re Mer, like me! Would you like me to introduce you to them?” 

He’s hesitant, “they won’t try to harm me, right?” 

“No, not at all! Plus they know better than to piss me off and disobey my orders. So, no. They will not attack you.”

Purpled’s still uneasy, but Oceanus confirmed he’d be fine. Yeah, fine. 

He’d be fine.

“You are not to attack him, and you are to protect him. Am I clear?” 

“Yes, boss.”

He was indeed not fine!

The first one, Eryn, had the reddest eyes he’s ever fucking seen. Many would assume they’re contacts, but Purpled isn’t fucking stupid. 

If Oceanus’ eyes can be the brightest aqua blue to ever exist then it really shouldn’t be surprising that his mer friends have odd colored eyes as well. 

They were crimson red. Totally not unsettling. 

Despite the undercut, he had curly jet-black hair that was pulled into a small ponytail. Like Oceanus, he had a red pendant hanging from his neck. More as a choker than a necklace. 

He wore Black and slightly baggy jeans, a gray graphic t-shirt, fishnet gloves, chains, and short black boots.  

Eryn seemed like a chill guy, minus the menacing red eyes staring into his soul. When their eyes met, violet to crimson, he was greeted with a toothy smile. 

Ahaha– fun! 

The second, Deo, who actually looked more yet less menacing with his ivry eyes. He quite literally looks blind, but he’s not. He wears sunglasses to cover them. 

When they interacted, he was just greeted with a simple ‘hey.’  

But that was good enough for him. He was tall, taller than him actually. His outfit just accentuates it more. He had dark brunette hair that looked long but was just messy and curly. 

And finally, the last one, Beau. She had emerald green eyes. The most green eyes anyone could ever observe! Her hair was split dark brunette and light blonde, tied into a thick low braid. She was short, with a fun sense of humor. Beau wore a black corset on top of a homemade fishnet top, the corset being tucked into jeans.  And for shoes, were black lace up platform high heel boots.  

“Purpled, these are my friends. Hope you all get along.” Oceanus beamed excitedly. 

There’s a detail he’s noticed about the four, they all had small black marks disguised as freckles. Oceanus had hearts, Beau had tear drops, Deo had stars, and Eryn had bolts. 

He wanted to ask questions about it, but he wasn’t going to push. 

Purpled felt extremely out of place. No doubt, sirens. He was hanging out with a group of sirens who have probably been alive before his ancestors even breathed. 

And sirens, being the way they are. Are Flawless. Even with a scar, they still look perfect. 

Purpled was not perfect. He was quiet, timid, and socially anxious every 10 seconds. Purpled was cocky, vulgar, and sensitive. They were beautiful, perfect, astonishing. They were confident in themselves, their bodies, no matter how tall, short, thin, or big they were. They were perfect in every way and they knew it. 

Oceanus had beautiful blonde hair, often looking pink or gold in different lighting. Xe had the most gorgeous blue eyes that could make anyone's day better just with eye contact. They were thin, but lean. Also tall, taller than him. He’s 6’3 and Oceanus is between 6’4 to 6’6. Xe already had many female admirers who had that type. Not to mention, despite his accent origin being memed, many loved xe’s accent. 

Gorgeous hair, eyes, everything. 

Eryn, charming as well. Shiny dark toned skin and ruby red eyes. Curly black hair that swayed gracefully in the wind. Like Oceanus, Lean. Deo as well. They were all charming and Beau was simply pretty. Very pretty. 

They were all flawless and it made him feel so out of place. He didn’t hear Oceanus calling him until the third time. 

“Purpled!” he perks up, a little shaken. “You okay, you zoned out for a while. I could practically feel your anxiety at this point.”

The dirty blonde stammers, embarrassed over zoning out to grow insecure. “I–” “Did I introduce you to them too early? Are you still not ready?” 

“No! No, it’s just.. I- it’s not you, nor is it them.” he says, gesturing to the other three standing awkwardly. “I just feel so out of place with people who are so.. Flawless.” 

None of them say anything, feeling sympathetic or unnecessarily guilty. Oceanus looked sad, not disappointed, just sad. “Purp, no.. yeah, we’re sirens but.. That does not mean we think more highly of ourselves over you. You’re perfect the way you are! And honestly, I’d much rather be in your shoes because as much as I enjoy praise, going a day without avoiding being touched by a thirsty simp or a pervert is pretty annoying and exhausting.” xe spoke, chuckling. 

Purpled smiled slightly, feeling a bit at ease. 

Deo comes up to him, crouching down to meet his gaze as he’s currently sitting down on the floor. “You look good, whoever says otherwise is stupid. Got it?”

He nods. The brunette smirks, getting up and returning to where he was standing. 

It didn’t take long for him to get tired, falling asleep where he was snuggled in the blondes arms. 

Oceanus knew where his little timid starlight lived, he’ll just slowly take him home. Or house, soon, he’ll have a brand new home where he’ll be happy forever. 

“Boss?” Eryn said, Oceanus turned to him. “Are we starting the plan?” 

“Yes, he’ll be in our pod very soon.” xe smiled. 

“Very well, we’ll see you later.” 

They parted ways, walking xes little starlight back to his soon to be old home. Smiling and daydreaming excitedly for the upcoming months.

Chapter Text

Greetings, if you're still in the Dreamsmp fandom, I'm here to say that I'm most likely not going to be apart of it anymore. 

If you haven't heard, there's allegations against dream and I really don't wanna make content with a fandom that he plays such a big role in despite my content being more focused on people like Tommyinnit, SBI, Goldenduo, Benchtrio, ect.. 

Will I finish this fic specifically, I don't know. But I hope you guys understand..