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#technically I could go to the lake to swim but I don't have a swimsuit here and also the lake
fandoms--fluff · 6 months
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I was thinking Hope x Reader. Where Reader is a siren and she was swimming around in the lake and Hope saw her.
Down at the Lake
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Flufftober, October 22nd
Warnings: mind control, idk?
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You've been going to the lake deeper in the forest every day or so. It calms your nerves and allows you to have an outlet to sing without hurting anyone, especially Hope. You haven't told her yet.
I mean, how are you supposed to tell your tribrid girlfriend that you're a siren and the only one left of your kind. You got away before Cade could kill you once and for all, and Bonnie, Stefan, and Damon officially killed him.
You are right now in the water, a black bikini on. Does it cover you very well? No, but it's cute. And it's not like anyone is going to see you.
That's at least what you thought.
Unknowingly to you, Hope had followed you down to the lake. She's been curious about where you'd be missing for a couple hours in the evening every other day.
What she wasn't expecting is to see her girlfriend swimming in the lake, but singing at the same time.
Your voice is beautiful and mesmerizing, and now that she thinks about it, doesn't sound like normal. If that makes sense. It's high pitch and almost reminds her of the stories of mermaids and how their singing can control humans from the stories her mom used to tell her before bed.
"Your voice is amazing" Hope makes her presence known, sitting on the big rock next to the water.
You freeze, stop singing, and look over to your girlfriend. You swear under your breath. "Hope. What are you doing here?" You swipe your damp hair away from your face.
"Oh, uh, I wanted to know where you were going and doing. And not cause I don't trust you or anything, but I was curious, and" She starts rambling, seeing your stern expression.
"Hey, it's okay, don't work yourself up. Just breathe. In and out" You walk over to her, water splashing with each movement.
She breathes in and out, her breath becoming even again. You're standing in front of her, the water up to your mid-thighs.
"Ya know, your singing reminds me of the mermaid people, oh sirens! From the stories my mom would tell me," Hope tells you, remembering the proper name for them.
You look down to the glistening water before looking back up with your lips pressed against each other. "What?" Hope tilts her head, wondering why you have that facial expression.
"Well, technically you're not wrong," You tell her, why not just tell her right? It's not like she couldn't figure it out soon enough by this interaction alone.
"What do you mean?" Hope's eyebrows furrow. "I'm a siren. The only one left. I would be dead if Cade hadn't been killed by Bon Bon and the other two idiots" You tell her.
"You're being serious?" Hope's face lights up at the new information. "Yep, can't be more. When I sing, when I want to at least, I can easily manipulate anyone's mind and basically control them" You tell her.
She takes in the information, before looking back up at your face. "That's scary. But cool at the same time. I'm surprised you haven't used it on Doctor Saltzman" Hope reaches her hand out and starts playing with strands of your hair, curling the damp tresses around her fingers.
"Who says I haven't?" You smirk. "Do I even want to know?"
"Nope," You pop the p.
"Oh yeah, you look hot. You should wear this more often" Her eyes run over your body and the tiny black swimsuit. "I'll take that into consideration" You press your lips to hers.
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the longing I have for either my parents’ pool or their basement is unreal right now. I’m on my third outfit from sweating through the others because it’s finally hot enough that I’m uncomfortable
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