Oneshot requested by RandomThingsOfMine
Thank you so much! I never see stuff for Tallest Purple
They said I could do what I like with this fic, so this is a Mer au, because it's almost Summer.
It was a breezy and sunny summer day, seeing as the Sun was at it's peak over the horizon. That afternoon, Reader had set out in their swimsuit with their bag to a cove they'd found earlier that summer. Of course, seeing as it had no trash and therefore no humans, they told no one in case someone told the wrong person and it got trashed. It felt selfish, but then thye would lok at it and remember why they told no one. Besides, they always left it better than they found it and never took home any part of it. So, they trekked down the surf until they saw the wall of rocks around the cove, acting as a barrier from the outside world. It was at least 13 feet high and always took some time to get up. But there was a small ledge up about 6 feet from the ground, so they just climbed that and hauled themself over the rocks. When they got up, they sat on the wall of rocks for a while, admiring the beauty of it all. The waters were clear, the sand pristine, and it was shallow enough to see shells beneath the water. Even the rocks were gorgeous, with small vines and algae climbing up its walls with tiny pools of water in its surface from when the tide rolled in.
For a while, they breathed it all in. Just sitting on the rock's head and watching the shore. Until they cut themself from their trance and scaled down the rocks, minding some small crabs and small slippery areas. All they could hear were the caws of seagulls, the swishing of waves, and the crunching of sand as they walked to their spot. Then, they set down their towel, bag, and then themself. Their bag was full of snacks, waters, a soda, and whatever else they decided to place in there.
Soon, Reader began to rummage through their bag. Their eyebrows creased in concentration before finally taking out a sandwich. Perfect. And no sky rats to take it, either. A memory of when they were little flashes in their mind of when they went to the beach with their family and a seagull took their sandwich and ate it in front of them. That bastard seagull even had the gall to look them in the eyes while it did it.
So, Reader angrily bit into the sandwich and chewed it with fercor, making sure to enjoy it in an angry and almost aggressive fashion in case anymore seagulls decided to bully them again. They were, of course, not 8 anymore, but even 20 years later, it left a scar where that sandwich should've been. In their stomach.
"Fuckin' seagulls and their... giant beaks. Whatever," Reader angrily grumbles]d to themself. Little did they see purple eyes watching them from the horizon, just in the part deep enough in the water where you couldn't see under it like in the shallows.
As the eyes watched the food, they began to trail the hand holding it. I mean, don't bite the hand that feeds you, after all. Unless they're rude. But the eyes didn't stop there, eventually looking to their arm, then their shoulder, their neck, then, finally, their face. It was... pleasing, oddly enough. Yes, pleasing, which was an odd thing to think for someone of his own majesty. An inflated ego really did some things to you, especially if you were a tallest among the Aquatic Irken Empire. Speaking of height, that was something unable to be determined in the human's sitting state. So, until determined, he would view this thing as inferior and definitely not as tall as him.
With more observation, the green merfolk determined that this human had more food with them. They also had gorgeous skin- I mean, they had adequately glowing skin. Definitely. Such thoughts of a lesser being were frowned upon, especially by himself and what the Armada believed in. No Irken is ever to find someone, even if not for reproductive purposes. The Armada made sure of that, especially the Control Brains, deeming all reproductive efforts obsolete after cloning became the source of offspring for everyone.
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