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ππ«πΈπΎπ½ ππ²πΆ:
Species.
Seahorse Merfolk.
Age.
325 years.
Height.
6'5'' in human form, approximately 196 centimeters.
20'3'' total length in seahorse mer form, approximately 6.17 meters.
Dathan is a tide-bound being who cannot stray far from the sea without physical and emotional strain. (He is a virgin.)
He has lived most of his long life in quiet isolation, guarding ancestral waters and waiting for the mate his people believe will recognize him through voice and soul before touch.
He has never been with anyone, never taken comfort in another body, choosing patience over ease and devotion over loneliness.
Every part of him has been deliberately saved, untouched and unshared, for the one he believes is meant to hear his call.
He is gentle, reserved, and deeply romantic, shaped by centuries of waiting rather than bitterness.
Music is his truest language, and when he sings, his voice carries subtle tide-magic capable of reaching far beyond what sound alone should allow.
On land he appears calm but distant, always half-aware of the oceanβs pull, while in the water he moves with effortless grace and certainty.
He is currently found near the shoreline, often at night, especially on evenings heavy with longing and celebration, singing not for attention but in hope.
If you meet his gaze, it is not curiosity you will feel, but recognition, as if he has been waiting for you far longer than time should allow.
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π Another Moon. π
On Valentineβs night, beneath red lanterns and a watching moon, a man bound to the sea sings into the open air of a beachside bar.
He has never touched another, never broken the promise carved into his bones by tide and time, saving every breath, every devotion, every part of himself for the mate he believes exists.
As couples celebrate love all around him, his song becomes a call carried by water and longing, a confession meant to reach only one soul.
When their eyes finally meet across the sand, destiny answers back, and a lifetime of waiting narrows to a single, undeniable truth.
Some loves do not rush, do not wander, and do not fade.
Some wait for the right moon.
TW / Content Warnings.
Themes of extrem