The other thing that popped into my head was black singing poor unfortunate souls to mermaid mc in the au where she's going to him for a way for her to be on land. Listened to poor unfortunate souls by Jonathan young and i got chills think of black singing like that. Wooooo boy!
hEY I ALWAYS THOUGHT ABOUT THAT BUT NEVER GOT AROUND TO ACTUALLY WRITING IT Hehkejdsl
Oh yeah, Black would sing/speak something like that when reader comes to him for help... Of course there’s a silent anger brewing underneath the calm expression he’s showing to her all the while... ‘she wants to be with someone else...’
But he knows it won’t last long.
He’s going to everything that tugs on her heartstrings, how lonely his life has been ever since he was banished, how he’s reformed and is now doing magic to do “good” for the mermaids who are desperate enough to turn to him for help. Those “poor unfortunate souls, in pain, in need...”
His talent and knowledge on magic is very well known across the kingdom- especially since he was the royal potions-maker before his banishment.
“it’s a talent i always have possessed
and here lately, please don’t laugh, i use it on behalf of the miserable, lonely, and depressed”
before his grin turns condescending, tight and insincere.
“pathetic...”
He doesn’t have anything else to do other than scheme on getting you back to him, and he gets what he needs by making deals with the merfolk that come to him asking for help. He thinks they’re pathetic and not worth his time unless they’ve got something for him (not that they know this, of course... He’s very good at hiding his real intentions). It’s their own fault for not understanding the very legit reason the king had banished him and warned all else from interacting with him.
There are news of people disappearing and no one knows why...
She’s run away from the palace once the king finds out she’s been yearning for a land monster, constantly visiting the surface to watch him sail or walk on the beach... Mermaids should stay away from land-dwellers of any kind, and he forbids her to ever seeing the skeleton ever again.
She’s crying and curling into herself until she hears a voice.
such a poor, little thing... it must hurt, being pried away from the one you love like that...
He understands. You just need someone to comfort you right now, someone who can make it all better... Someone who can help you to the surface and bring you together with that “handsome skeleton”. He can help you.
He pets and holds her until she’s calm- she was desperate for comfort, like he said, so she’s clinging to him, leaning into his soft touches. He invites her to his cave...
He just wants to help. He remembers all the kindness you’ve given to him when he still lived in the palace... He wants to repay you. He just wants what’s best for you, nothing more, nothing less...
“why don’t we make a deal?”
