#Siren Lore

[indeepertidesif]

Is rune our cousin?

Absolutely not. Pods like the one MC’s mother belonged to are large and made up of hundreds of different families that are constantly growing and changing as sirens move around the world.

Rune’s family has ruled over this pod for the past 89 years. They are close friends with MC’s family, but they are by no means related.

#answered asks #rune flores #siren lore

[lexiklecksi]

Share a writing snippet (tag game)

Thanks for tagging me @squarebracket-trick to share a writing snippet. These are of my NaNoWriMo wip, my fantasy novel "Drachenbrut". For my dear English readers I've roughly translated my German writing below the cut, but please note it is NOT reflective of my writing style and if something sounds weird I got lost in translation. To the few people who actually read it, I am very grateful. This is a snippet of a scene told from Varuna Kailani's pov, mother of the siren sisters and the exiled Meara Kailani. (Click for the oc intros and here for my master post.)

Ein röchelndes Husten neben mir schreckt mich auf. Ich summe meinem Mann leise seine Lieblingsmeldodie ins Ohr und sein Husten versiegt sogleich. Wie lange werde ich ihn noch am Leben halten können? Er ist immerhin zwanzig Jahre älter als ich und seine Haut wird immer fahler, ist beinahe so grau wie meines Hammerhais Ilukas. Die kurze Ablenkung hat Nerida gereicht, sie ist mit Nalu in der Nebenhöhle verschwunden. Ich fasse es nicht, dass sie vor Kurzem noch an unser Gewissen appelliert haben, Meara wieder nach Hause zu holen und sich dann völlig daneben benehmen. Die letzten Perlen werden abgezählt, ich muss alle schleunigst wieder versammeln, bevor mein Mann seine abtrünnigen Töchter bemerkt. Mit einem Wink deute ich Kairi an, ihre Schwestern zu holen. Sie nickt ergeben und krault fort, während ich mein liebstes Lächeln aufsetze. „Ich danke euch, dass ihr den weiten Weg auf euch genommen habt, um mit uns zu handeln“, säusle ich. Keano nickt zustimmend und Malio blickt für einen Moment weniger finster drein. „In Gezeiten wie diesen ist es wichtiger denn je, die Beziehung zwischen unseren Familien zu stärken“, fahre ich laut fort. „Uns wurde auch schon zugetragen, dass die Thalaneh sich mit den Nerisura verbündet haben“, spricht Malio abschätzend. Mein Mann verzieht gequält das Gesicht, es kränkt ihn zutiefst. „Wir danken für den frischen Fisch“, erwidere ich diplomatisch und bemerke erleichtert, dass Nerida und Nalu im Torbogen aufgetaucht sind. „Das Meer verabschiedet euch“, wünscht mein Mann auf Wiedersehen. „Wir schwimmen mit euch“, antwortet Keano und treibt zum Ausgang.

I'm tagging @vintagecivet @lavender-laney @charlies-storybook @holdenmarrswritings @betweenthetimeandsound

Rough English translation:

A rattling cough next to me startles me. I hum his favourite melody quietly in my husband's ear and his coughing stops immediately. How much longer will I be able to keep him alive? After all, he's twenty years older than me and his skin is getting paler and paler, almost as grey as Iluka's, my beloved hammerhead shark. The brief distraction gave Nerida a chance to slip away into the neighbouring cave with Nalu. I can't believe they recently pleaded to our remorse to bring Meara back home and then completely misbehave on such an important day. The last pearls are counted, I hurl everyone back together as quickly as possible before my husband notices his renegade daughters. With a wave, I gesture to Kairi to fetch her sisters. She nods devotedly and swims away while I put on my favourite smile. “Thank you for travelling all this way to trade with us,” I purr. Keano nods in agreement, and Malio scowls for a moment. “In times like these, it's more critical than ever to strengthen the relationship between our families,” I continue aloud. “We've also been told that the Thalaneh have allied themselves with the Nerisura,” Malio spits dismissively. My husband pulls a pained face, looking deeply offended. “Thank you for the fresh fish,” I reply diplomatically, and realise with a gulp of relief that Nerida and Nalu have appeared in the archway. “The sea bids you farewell,” my husband says. “We'll swim with you,” Keano replies and drifts towards the exit.

WIP only tag list (comment + if you want to be added or - to be removed): @matcha-chai @callmepippin @zettelkaestchen @silversynthesis @ladywithoringes @stargazingandpoetry @scaevolawrites @lyra-brie @constellationapex @eos109 @azriel-alexander-holm @cirianne @charlies-storybook @betweenthetimeandsound @captain-kraken @thesorcererspen @poetinprose

#writing snippet #nanowrimo #wip: drachenbrut #sc: Varuna Kailani #sirens #siren lore #writing community #writing fantasy #writing a novel #writeblr #excerpt of a book I'm writing

[krushkreates]

i’m making up siren/mermaid lore bc we have none and canon is a suggestion to me!!!

it’s all over the place but i need to get this all down

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mermaids

mermaids are the umbrella magical race term for both of them, but sirens get their own seat in the ruling council (much like gavin explained how succubi and incubi get their own seats).

mermaids are NOT shifters, but fall more into the spectrum of the vampire’s relationship with magic.

they mainly live in the water, but there are a couple different kinds that live in more amphibious environments, preferring to sun themselves on rocks instead of floating in a reef. mermaids have a call like sirens, but it’s only to attract mates and prey (most of the time, their calls are used ONLY for mates as they’re great hunters)

taking inspo from h2o, best mermaid show you can be turned, tho the process is tedious and quite painful. many don’t go down this route. empowered people wishing to be turned often lose all of their powers, and if they don’t, it’s a mere fraction of what they used to have. for example; a fire elemental becomes a mermaid and loses most of their magic. however, they can warm the water around them and are immune to any underwater vents or volcanos. if an unempowered person turns, they only gain better eyesight and hearing.

to transport a mermaid is similar to transporting aquatic life. this is why the council has their meetings once a year to discuss mermaid-specific issues.

sirens

sirens are shifters! the turning process is far less painful and lengthy than a mermaids. they align more with a wolf shifter’s relationship with magic. able to learn more and empowered people always keep their magic.

a siren’s call is the most dangerous thing about them. they are known to lure whomever for whatever they want. often times sirens are compared to sex demons, since their calls tend to be more lust driven than anything else.

when an unempowered person is turned, they gain better hearing and eyesight, and exceptional illusory beauty. essentially, when they use their call, a person that answers will see their desired partner or “type” or “dream person”. this is similar to sex demons, but sirens don’t physically change themselves. think of it as a funhouse mirror. you, yourself aren’t changed, but the mirror has been warped to change your appearance. that’s illusory beauty. it’s only on when they use their call, otherwise a siren appears as they are normally.

sirens live on land only, but many live in costal cities, as they are particularly fond of the ocean. a water elemental siren may spend more time in the ocean or take a job involving the beach/water.

can sirens and mermaids intermarry and reproduce?

yes! sirens are mermaids, but mermaids aren’t sirens. however, their DNA is similar enough that many half-siren half-mermaid children have been born over the years.

it’s difficult to be in a relationship with each other, as one is water-only, and the other land-only. research has been done to try and shift a mermaid, but results have been disappointing.

how long do they live?

mermaids and sirens are not immortal, contrary to popular belief.

they have an above average lifespan, with mermaids averaging 200 years and sirens living an extra 10 years (data on sirens has been little).

do these races face discrimination?

yes. sirens in particular are always compared to sex demons, and their reputation for luring in people has only amplified that. most sirens don’t use their call for evil, and puberty is an especially hard time for them. calls from sirens in puberty are random and happen uncontrollably. many sirens have been bullied due to their magical race and are viewed with the same disdain as demons. many go incognito and suppress their auras to avoid any potential problems.

#LORE TIME LORE TIME LORE TIME #wait does erik have tumblr? bc i really hope not #i’ll add more but this is just what i’ve been mulling over since i got home from work #redacted asmr #redacted lore #unofficial redacted lore #siren lore #mermaid lore #krush talks #krush makes non-canon lore

[sablesfables]

Well what about sirens? That's a bit tricky. See, singing magic has always been a thing, and there are some capable of using it to perform great feats. Could there have been instances of song magic used to entice? Yeah. And could there have been instances of it being used to sink ships? Maybe. But these instances are few and far between and are downright gone now. Just some more lore

#original character #ocs #oc stuff #my characters #merfolk #oc rambling #lore dump #siren lore

[friendfromdsmp]

You mentioned sirens in the short story, could you elaborate on that? 👀

I would LOVE to, thanks for the ask!

So one of the locations in the story is called Haffólk, the largest of the islands surrounding the mainland. Haffólk is used as a place of connection and trade between the aquatic-based fantastical creatures and land-based fantastical creatures. This does, however, attract a lot of sirens

Now, sirens aren’t inherently evil or malicious, but the issue is that speech doesn’t work the same way underwater as it does on land. If you talk underwater, it all just sounds gargled and usually incomprehensible. This is the same for merfolk, so speaking Mer tends to work on sensing frequencies and vibrations in the water, and it can take a lot of effort for someone who is used to speaking Mer all their life to adapt to all the different vocal formations required to learn a different language since they’ve effectively just been making any noise at the right pitch or tone all their life

This would all be fine if it wasn’t for the fact that the easiest way to speak Mer is thus through humming and singing…

Sign language forms are growing in popularity among sirens in order to enable them to communicate with those on land who are affected by their singing, but it’s not quite widespread enough yet for people to not still be weary. Other merfolk tend to be immune to the hypnotising effects (though may still feel a pull towards the melody despite being fully capable of resisting) and those that aren’t are able to seek what’s effectively exposure therapy should they find a siren willing to help. That process can take a while and in small, controlled sessions that aren’t exactly replicable in a ‘wild encounter’, for lack of a better word, so typically merfolk without immunities, such as selkies, will send their young in order to have them exposed early in life. It’s kind of like back to back chicken pox parties; expose them early so they’re safe as an adult

A fun fact about siren song, and one relevant to the snippet where I first mentioned the sirens, is that it only works should your sexuality be compatible with the singer. You like girls? Girl sirens will get you. You like guys? Guy sirens will get you. Are you bi or pan? Better watch out for all of them. Ace? You’re basically either a siren’s greatest wish or worst nightmare, depending on the scenario. Basically, if you’re closeted, don’t go to Haffólk, because if a siren shows up and tries to say hi you run the risk of outing yourself… and also drowning, but at that point it doesn’t matter anymore

So yeah, the sirens don’t typically TRY to drown people, it’s just that they’ll see someone and try to say hi or something and then the person comes over and they’re all like “Ooh they’re coming over let’s chat! Wait why aren’t they breathing? I should call for help!” and then… yeah, in their panic they unintentionally prevent you from saving yourself. Sirens aren’t usually the brightest, unfortunately, but they make up for it by being good hunters and they do tend to be friendly. A lot of the time you have a selkie or two effectively lifeguarding around the shore on Haffólk just physically intervening to make sure nobody gets unintentionally friendship drowned

Thanks again for asking, I always enjoy the excuse to ramble about this stuff!

#brilliant question btw! #story #writing #writer #sirens #lore #my story #ask #ama #fantasy #mermaids #selkies #merfolk #lgbtq+ #siren lore #Haffólk #Paracosm #The Heir and the Cure #THatC

[drider-queen-alomancy]

LIFECYCLE OF A SEA SIREN

Eggs: Eggs are often lain in batches and left in the care of 'Schoalwatchers'. They are often lain in caves for their own protection. In some places, they are also harvested as a type of caviar. Some sirens will purposefully sell their eggs to gain human currency. Some will steal other sirens eggs to sell. It is a very dividing subject in Siren society. There are also false Shoalwatchers, who will use the trusted name and sell or eat the eggs entrusted to them.

Birth to 5 years/ "Fry": Between the time of birth and 5 years, sirens are known as 'fry', and need constant overseeing. They are small and at their weakest during this time. Care is to be taken when handling the fry, as while they are soft, their horns are sharp and hard. Especially their egg horn. 

If one comes across a lone fry, the best thing to do is keep it with you and take care of it yourself. It will not survive on its own.

10 Years/"Shoaling": At this stage in life, they are in the beginner stages of self sufficiency and can get some food on their own. They are very inquisitive and curious about the world around them. They often wrap themselves in seaweed and don their respective shoals colors in order to make identification easy. They also start to grow display fins and gain the ability to fluctuate bioluminescent spots on their tail. Other then that, they are akin to a regular child at this stage.

16 Years: Sirens of this age are nearing full independence. At this time, a shoal numbers around 40 to 80 young sirens.  Their egg horn has long since fallen off, sometimes kept in a collection by the Shoalwatchers as a memento. Sirens at this age often get killed by their unwillingness to stick to the shoal and wander too far. They might be nearing adulthood, but they are still naïve. Titled are also selected around this age, should the Wavemother see potential in them.

Adult: An adult siren is a force to be reckoned with. Many a sailor has fallen to sirens. At this stage in life, they are fully capable of using their voice to lure individuals to their deaths. Some gather in siren communities along various reefs, others go it alone. Some sirens keep companions or pets, such as cleaner shrimp or pilot fish.  Sirens don't regularly hunt one another, but they will turn to cannibalism if they see it as worth the trouble. The largest cause of siren death in adulthood is hunters and pirates.

VoidTouched: The most unlucky of sirens to ever swim the seas. Warped and painfully twisted by the Voidswimmer himself, they are turned into monstrosities made to torment their own kind. Very few have ever regained themselves from being turned into a Voidswimmer. The most known being The Siren of the Eclipse. Eclipse was a god among sirenkind, and had won much of the Wavemothers favor, so much so that Voidswimmer became jealous, and twisted him into the very first Voidtouched. Sometimes, eggs will hatch as voidtouched, and devour the rest of their siblings. These Void’fry’ often do not make it into adulthood.

QUESTIONS ARE WELCOME

(Big shoutout to @mythologyvincent for helping me with the lore and allowing me to draw Siren!Vincent)

#Siren lore #siren alomancy #siren of dreams #siren of nightmares #mythologyvincent

[toogayforthistoday]

Little bit of a rant, cause I'm back on the Borderlands!AU hell wagon, Borderlands is one of my Special Interests so of course I'm hyperfocusing on the lore again, and continuity errors bother me

Spoilers for Borderlands 3, said rant, and pet death mention under the cut

I was writing some more of Gabe and Dabi's Borderlands!AU, cause I had to put my Heart Rat, Eris, to sleep last week, the night before I was supposed to get home from my trip, and I'm still incredibly heartbroken about it, and for some reason my go-to coping mechanism is writing hurt/hurt, no comfort, we march into the thorn bushes naked to feel better /j /ij /lh

I was thinking about making Hawks another Siren for story purposes (screw genders, we're all hermaphrodidic frogs in this house /j /lh /ij), so I went to go look at the list of known Sirens...

And I think I just realized there’s a canon timeline issue if there’s only supposed to be 6 Siren’s at a time, with the 7th and final one locked away for everyone’s safety.

Because at the time of Borderlands 1, we have:

Lilith, with Phasewalk (who was a Siren from a young age)

Steele, with an unknown power (who had the rank of Commandant in Atlas’ Crimson Lance)

Maya, with Phaselock (who got her powers as an infant, and given to the Order of the Impending Storm)

Amara, with Phasetrance (who has had her powers since childhood, first using them when she fought a bully)

Angel, with Phaseshift (who got her powers as a child, and was at the very least in her mid-to-late teens while helping the first batch of Vault Hunters) and

Tyreen and Troy, with Phaseleech (who it is implied got their powers from Nyriad, seeing as the ancient Eridian-Speaking Siren had locked them in the Vault on Nekrotafeyo where the twins were conceived | As up until this point all Sirens were women, it is assumed that the only reason Troy is a Siren is because he was Tyreen’s parasitic twin, and somehow ended up absorbing some of Tyreen's Siren abilities as well)

They were all, or at the very least should have been, Sirens, so there's the 6 right there.

By my math (apologies if I'm horrendously off here, I'm going off my memory and 2 minute google searches through both fandom wiki and the Borderlands threads on Gearbox's Forum site, so something's bound to be off), there's:

About 5 years between Borderlands and Borderlands 2 (Mentioned many times in-game)

There's about a year between End Game-Borderlands 2 and the Commander Lilith and the Fight for Sanctuary DLC (Lilith mentions Mordecai had been sober a full year so he could properly raise Talon, who hatched shortly after Handsome Jack's death)

Then 7 - 8 years between Commander Lilith and Borderlands 3 (Off-handed comment from Vaughn about the VR torture devices only really being used to play games from 7 years ago, making reference to Borderlands 2 VR | Tiny Tina has 'World's most dangerous 13-year-old' in her Borderlands 2 Title Card, and 'All grown up. Still insane.' in her Borderlands 3 Title Card. Presumed to be around 20 as Gearbox has yet to give an official age)

So 11 years minimum, 15 years at max, and both those numbers are if we fudge them as far as canonically possible. And all of these lovely ladies, and Troy (with the obvious exceptions of Angel, whose power passed on to Tannis, and Commandant Steele, whose power is probably currently sitting in some poor teenager at this point, can't wait to meet you in Borderlands 4!) are at least in their late 20's - early 40's during the events of Borderlands 3?

So here's where my issues show up

There’s a couple of comics set during Borderlands 1 (Borderlands: The Fall of Fyrestone and Borderlands: Tannis and the Vault), that introduce another Siren: Asha, with some kind of Animal Control ability that I cannot find if there was ever an official name given or not, other than Animal Control.

According to the comics, Asha was employed by Marcus as an attendant in Fyrestone, greeting the Vault hunters as they come through the town and helping them get set up, as well as close friends with Claptrap. Two months prior to Roland, Mordecai, Brick and Lilith being dropped off in Fyrestone, Nine-Toes had rigged a bus to explode on arrival as part of his first attack on the town, and Asha was thrown into a coma when she was hit with shrapnel. Claptrap sent her to New Haven to been cared for by Tannis, finally regaining consciousness just before the Vault Hunters leave to fight Sledge. The only time we ever see her use her Siren abilities is when the final piece of the Vault Key is eaten by a Rakk Hive, leaving Tannis, Asha and Claptrap to rescue the nearly defeated Vault Hunters. Claptrap gets badly damaged, Asha reveals to him she's a Siren, she disperses the Rakk swarms, letting the Vault Hunters launch a bomb into the Rakk Hive, killing it.

Asha's status has been listed as unknown, and I cannot find anything about if the comics are canon or not. But that is still 7 Sirens during Borderlands 1.

So, as I was playing through Borderlands 3 on stream, back when it originally was released, I came across Nyriad's Audio log, "Warning":

You. You know now all that I know. This was an epitaph, not for myself, but for the world I knew. I have brought ruin to the Sirens, murdered the Eridians, and imprisoned a primordial force of the universe. Perhaps I have earned your hatred, or your sympathy. But that is not why I write these words. I have told you the truth, no matter its hard edges. Before I can put my fractured mind to rest, I must pass one more warning.

You must never find the Seventh.

(I could not find the written transcript for this Eridian Writing anywhere, even on the fandom wiki, so I ended up transcribing it myself from a video. Many thanks to EruptionFang on YouTube for having the complete Eridian Writings Messages with timestamps so I didn't have to launch my game just to get it)

Anyways, I pointed out that I could have sworn I'd read something, probably around the time of, or just before Borderlands 2 official release date, saying that there were only ever 7 Sirens at a time, and was very confused as to when they'd changed it to only 6. Am I the only one that happened to? Is this another case of the Mandala Effect?

But back to my rant, did Nyriad think of herself as the Seventh? Or was she referencing another of her sisters? Cause if she was talking about herself, then I kind of wish Nyriad has been clearer in her warnings, y'know? Instead of being vague... But if she was talking about one of her sisters, then yeah, canon's wrong. The way she worded her warning kind of made me think she was referring to one of her sisters, so...

The other possibility is that the comics are not canon at all, in which case canon's correct. But I would like official clarification on that.

Can we please know, Gearbox?!? I'm begging you guys to give us a straight answer!

But yeah. Mini rant over. Thank you for coming to my TEDtalk.

#Gabe Rants #Long Rant #Sad Gabe Hours #Borderlands #timelines are stupid #pet death mention #op #Borderlands 3 Spoilers #BL3 Spoilers #y'know just in case #Siren Nonsense #Siren Bullshit #Siren Lore #Siren Lore Questioning #Mandala Effect mention #Borderlands Comics #Borderlands Comics Spoilers #idk what else to tag here #this came about because of a ship but is not actually a ship #but just to be safe #OTP: Lighters in the Dark #Borderlands!AU #Drabblelands

[khytal]

(siren au) 2nd encounter

#vashwood #vash the stampede #nicholas d wolfwood #trigun #khyt.art #give it up for day 3…….siren au #I do not have more of this sorry hsjdhsjdh #I only did it for the prompt x) #the only bit of lore I’ve got is that sirens can hear each other’s songs regardless of whether or not they’re singing above/under water #and vash is like. one of the ‘original’ sirens #anyway yeah gsjdhsjdhsjsh

[thenookspace]

God fucking damnit I misread sith Obi-wan as siren Obi-wan ONCE and now I have THOUGHTS about small town siren Obi-wan disguising himself as an eccentric music tutor/boardwalk busker to explore the ~human world~

#and because I'm the worst codywan cruncher this side of the Pacific Cody is the confused music shop owner/lifeguard pulled in by OWK's song #the usual clone ensemble are obv still annoying little brothers either in the family music shop business or doing ocean things #I've had this au for 5 minutes and it has bloody /lore/ now #in au the jedi order of sirens is spread out mostly into the Deep but individual jedi (needing space) often make their own territories #if you're a nutter like OWK this means finding a hiddden beach and hauling ass (literally) until you figure out a) legs and b) humans #the jedi can assume human forms bc uuuuuh jedi magic just trust me here #star wars #obi wan kenobi #commander cody #codywan

[tmmylovejoy]

One thing I hate so fucking much about people dig up shit to “cancel” people for is that they are never part of the affected demographic. They are not looking for shit someone did wrong 10 years ago because they want to make sure they’re a good person, they’re doing it because they want an excuse to hate them.

The obvious consequence of this, however, is that suddenly an entire demographic is deeply uncomfortable with a creator who once brought them joy.

A thread recently came out about how when Wilbur Soot was 19 he made a lot of very harmful antisemitic jokes. He is now 25 years old. He has talked numerous times about how much he hates the person he was before he was about 22, and how much he’s grown since then. He’s demonstrated this growth too.

The person who published this thread was not jewish and I would assume that the person who gave them the information is not either.

I am jewish. Seeing these screenshots of “jokes” about the genocide of my people fundamentally hurt me. These screenshots do not show his current beliefs or behaviors. It would be impossible to find these jokes if you hadn’t gone actively searching for them. However I still felt betrayed and panicked, no matter how much I knew that Wilbur has changed. I do not know if I can ever watch his content again and find comfort.

This is the problem with digging into peoples past this way. It is never, and never has been, a selfless act nor a form of activism. It is the very opposite. It is the exploitation of marginalized identities to justify your dislike of someone.

#this is ok to rb 👍 (please rb) #obviously I am not trying to minimize marginalized emotions that get brought up by this sort of thing #because I am one of those ppl. idk if i can ever watch wilbur’s content again. #however there’s also no reason I needed to see that thread. it was not indicative of a current problem. #it feels as though a great comfort of mine was forcibly taken away by someone for no reason. like a little game to play. it’s infuriating. #wilbur soot #adora lore #also not adding a link to the thread cause I don’t think the person who posted it deserves that attention lol #i deleted all my old posts about it because they just like. didn’t accurately show how I felt and i didn’t wanna just have that up #sorry to anyone who has had to watch me process all of this #had a category red tornado siren sounding autism moment for a while there

[krushkreates]

30 Day Writing Challenge Volume 2: August Edition

day 1: write a new piece of lore for your WIP

the lovely @morgansplace and @flyingthroughthemoonlight asked me to tag them in new siren/mermaid lore and since i’m developing a character, i figured now would be the best time to tag!

prompts are randomly picked through a number generator to keep things interesting

cross posted on ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/40740486

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sirens get along well with demons. combined with the two races reputations, it seemed fitting that they took refuge in each other. they also get along well with vampires, and surprisingly, many researchers have found that vamps will often take new sirens under their wings and help them understand their bond with magic.

since sirens are often isolationists, it can be difficult to find communities for the newly turned to find help in. their logic is “if they find two, they’ll find all.”

communities of sirens make them more likely to be targets of harassment and other forms of mistreatment.

the department is aware of the mistreatment, but it lacks the resources to properly handle siren cases.

#i’m so excited #redacted asmr #unofficial redacted lore #siren lore #mermaid lore #dump #30 day writing challenge volume 2 #krush makes non-canon lore

[bunnidarling]

Averyll took to the sea and Angelus went to find him

Beautiful art comm by @annat-art of @thatcerealkiller 's boy as the daring Corsair that heeded my boy's siren song.

#baldur's gate 3 #bg3 #bg3 tav #tav x tav #Oc: Averyll Springheart #OC: Angelus #A dream #The siren song is Averyll's ass #I love this so much #merman #mermaid art #I'm beyond tickled this has ended up as part of his lore

[lustsright-handman]

the first mindflayer in 2-3......... but what if she was a siren in the heart-shaped pool...........

#hey whoever said to put linework on an overlay layer i love you can we make out #honestly considering the terminal lore a siren would be plausible #luring machines with song before tearing them apart for blood #also she has the voice of hatsune miku because i said so #my art #mindflayer ultrakill #ultrakill #tw nudity #<- just to be safe. its all smooth but i don't trust tumblr

[drider-queen-alomancy]

Upon seeing her children twisted and in agony, the Wavemother felt a stabbing sensation in her chest. With all the rage of the sea itself, she let out a thousand curses upon Void, each worse then the last. All in the sea could hear her anguish, her anger, and her fury. We pray that the pain might end for all afflicted by their battles and that one day the seas will be at peace once more.

-Translation of runes set upon the base of the Wavemothers shrine on Silkweaver Island.

#siren lore #wavemother #voidsinger #//tw:this is a slight vent

[twottie-m8]

@joukaiweek 2024 Day 4 || Flight

New au because I'm sick and twisted and can't stop making them fall in love again and again

Will I dabble in this au after ship week? Highly unlikely, HOWEVER, it will lurk in my brain to play with like Barbie dolls. Sorry, you guys don't have tickets to my mental movie theater :(

Hence, I welcome yall to play around with it yourselves if you so wish! Feel free to brain dump on this post or in my ask box (whichever you feel more comfortable with) as I'd be happy to hear your takes on it ^u^)/

Here's what I've got for any crumbs of lore:

Uhhh I guess if I had to put a label on it I'd call it some kinda science vs mythos au ????

Basically, Dr. Kaiba (cause he's a scientist with a doctorate, smart boy) works at a highly classified facility (think like SCP) and finds himself assigned to a relatively new and infamous subject (it's Wheeler). The subject is tied to all kinds of rumors, which gained it quite a scary reputation, much to Kaiba's dismay. Unexpectedly, when Kaiba turns up to the job, he finds that the subject is nothing like the rumors. It even calls itself by a name: Joey.

The general idea would be a sort of freedom vs captivity struggle. Kaiba and Joey would have very conflicting perspectives, Joey feeling as though he's just here temporarily to help out and learn about the world (loosely calling himself a diplomat, albeit his trip is not official) meanwhile Kaiba fully acknowledges him as a lab subject to study that has no means of escape.

I also like the idea of Joey falling first, but Kaiba falling harder :3c

#yugioh #puppyshipping #violetshipping #joukaiweek2024 #joey wheeler #katsuya jounouchi #jounouchi katsuya #seto kaiba #science vs mythos au #yeah sure ill call it that #art #my art #ibis paint #more lore actually. with his name i think it fits with joey short for joseph since its an old name i think itd be cool to mix up mythology #and sort of connect where different myths overlap. like the idea of angels from the bible and harpies or sirens from greek myths #it implies that wayyyy back there used to be common enough encounters between their species to have earned them a spot in human tales #and kaiba is struggling to piece it all together

[nethhiri]

Siren Charms

Zoro x Siren!Reader

Warnings: Descriptions of blood, drinking blood, eating people

Prologue/ Lore:

For the purposes of this story, the concept of siren is a combination of a mermaid and a harpy. The siren is a shapeshifting humanoid creature with an appetite for flesh to fuel its transformations. They can appear as a winged humanoid, a mermaid, or a winged mermaid. As long as the siren has fed, it is able to transform at will. The flesh of other creatures is metabolized into energy that feeds stem cells to rapidly divide and turn into the wings and/or tail of the siren. When the appendages are damaged severely, they remain damaged until the next transformation. The blood and saliva of sirens can be used to promote rapid healing.

As the siren is an entity of the ocean, devil fruit users taste horrible to them and will make them sick if they consume their blood or flesh. Sirens are very rare, thought of only as a myth. They are beings that have split off from Fish-men and are thought to have the blood of Lunarians flowing through them, hence the ability to form wings and a tail. They do not possess the abilities to control water or flame as the Fish-men or Lunarians do. However, they do possess superhuman strength, senses, and durability. In the water, they are faster than a Fish-man. Both of these things aiding in their capability as a top tier predator.

In addition to shapeshifting into a harpy or mermaid-like form, they can force themselves to appear more human, without sharp teeth or nails. Though to an experienced eye, their canine teeth appear much sharper than a normal human, even when they attempt to blend in. A siren normally has slitted pupils and varied shades of yellow to orange irises, but can make them appear rounder and more green so as not to alarm their prey. If using any of their siren 'powers', it is extremely difficult to hide these features.

Sirens are very beautiful by nature, thought to have evolved the shapeshifting traits in order to lure their three favorite types of prey, humans, Fish-men, and Lunarians. Often it is said that their voices have hypnotic powers over any being that hears them, though it is more of a suggestion than full-blown mind control. Pheromones given off by the skin of a siren and their mysterious aura only improve the efficacy of the hypnosis.

Sirens are found only in the New World, in very secluded areas. They are extremely territorial and only come together to reproduce. It is unknown if they can reproduce with other races.

(Starts at the tail end of Thriller Bark)

Chapter 1: Prey

What was that irresistible smell? 

Inky black wings cut through the foggy, damp, air. You had been flying around aimlessly for some time before being swallowed by fog. Echoes of a battle sounded somewhere in the distance, originally luring you in this general direction. But then, oh, but then! Then there was this intoxicating stench that pulled you, reeled you in. It had been days since you last ate and you were so hungry. The scent alone was making saliva pool in your mouth and causing your teeth to sharpen in anticipation. It was getting stronger as the wind carried you closer and closer. You heard bits of a conversation, the words chopped up by the changing winds. The fog broke as you descended into the treetops. Silently and gracefully, you landed on the side of a tree, holding a branch to keep you steady. 

You pulled your goggles onto your forehead so you could look with your naked eyes. Below you, there was a scarlet red stain on the ground, like a giant had wounded the earth. The sharp iron essence made your mind hazy with bloodlust. Focusing further, you saw two men standing in the center of the stain. One was frantic and yelling. The other was standing completely still. The second man seemed to be the source of this red stain. Your eyes widened. It shouldn't be possible for someone to be standing with that much blood loss. You would know. You were experienced in helping people lose blood, an expert even. The first man, a blond, half-carried the other away from the scene. 

When some time had passed and you could safely investigate, you swooped from the tree to alight on the surface. It was more than you had anticipated. There was no way that man would survive. Which was a shame, since this was the delectable scent you had honed in on. A clawed finger ran through still-wet blood that had collected in a divet on a stone. You admired the way the liquid ruby substance clung to your finger, refusing to drip to the ground. It was starting to clot and dry. Your pupils turned into slits when you popped your finger into your mouth. So good. It might be the best you'd tasted. No wonder the smell alone had you in its clutches. If it was this tasty after sitting, you got goosebumps thinking about how good it would be fresh from the source. 

Flitting from tree to tree, you maintained cover, following the trail of blood leading to your prey. You frowned when you saw that he was surrounded by his comrades. There was no way to get close. But you were patient. They were having some kind of celebration. All you had to do was wait until they were completely drunk and stuffed full of food and they would pass right out, which is exactly what happened. 

Under night's cover, with snoring all around you, you silently stalked between sleeping bodies to get to your target. He had been bandaged up and was surprisingly still alive. The pulse of his heart softly thumped in your ears. It sounded poor. You took inventory of the man: mint-green hair, tan skin, broad shoulders, muscular, and he had swords lying next to him. The sickly tone to his skin told you that he scarcely had blood enough to power his vital organs. You could receive instant gratification by draining the rest, put him out of his misery. It would be quick. Another thought punctuated that one. Or, you could bet on him. He looked strong. Maybe he could pull through with some help. Then you could really savor him and take your time draining him dry. The doctor that patched him up was clearly skilled. The gluttonous side of you decided to take a chance. 

Kneeling by his head, you brought your wrist to your mouth, drawing a red line down it with your teeth. A voice that sounded like many soft voices speaking at once left your mouth, "Open." The man's lips parted slightly, enough for you to let the blood run down your hand into his mouth. "Swallow." When you thought he had had enough, you closed the wound on your skin with a slow drag of your tongue. The super-powered blood running through your veins would jump start his body into making more of his own. You gently pushed his chin up to close his mouth, sliding your clawed fingers tenderly along his jawline. You hadn't noticed before how handsome he was. A plus. His heartbeat slowed, but became stronger. A good sign compared to the shallow, rapid beat that he had had before. 

With a leap into the air and one strong downstroke of your oil-slick colored wings, you disappeared into the foggy sky once more.

#one piece #x reader #roronoa zoro #zoro roronoa x reader #siren charms #I'm very proud of this lore. I came up with it myself. #if you want to use it feel free but I wanna read what you write! #don't worry Marooned comes first I just got excited about this and wanted to tease it #had to censor our girl's nip nop