ok so it's something called Mer-may were everyone does mermaid stuff so here I am, writing a mermaid au
I spent this entire month plotting thid oneshot lmao
also took ideas from a swap au I saw
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Willow was chilling when she saw the boy wash ashore on her rock. He was burned rather badly, his hair tinged like toast.

She knew instantly that he'd been on the ship that the Siren Soldiers had planned to attack that day. Amity, a member, had told her excitedly.

Willow didn't agree with those ideals the Siren Soldiers followed. Personally, she thought witches and merpeople should leave each other alone instead of hunting the other species. They were basically the same, except one had legs the other had tails.

That ideal had given her a bad gash to the side that still hadn't healed.

Her heart went out to the boy, and she gently dragged him onto the rock, made a circular finger motion, and forced plants that made good healing teas to grow. While she did that, the boy was starting to wake.

The sailor wasn't fully conscious, so he didn't realize who he was talking to at first.

"Hiii, miss." His words slightly slurred.

"Evening." Willow tried to speak formally, she barely knew how witches acted. "Care for some tea, sir?"

He nodded and smiled politely at her.

A bottle had conveniently washed ashore while they were talking, and Willow mixed the plant in with some water she used magic to unsalt, as it was rather lukewarm where the rock resided, and handed it to the sailor.

He took it, drank it quickly, and felt the side effects sink in quickly.

"Thank you.... Oh my Titan." He noticed her tail. "You're a mermaid."

"Don't worry, I'm not here to—" Willow was cut off by the sailor excitedly pouncing on her, one arm landing on either side of her and his legs brushing against her tail.

"I have studied your species! You're fascinating! You work exactly like witches, Queen Odalia and Emperor Belos act the same!" His hand drifted towards her tail. "How do these—"

Willow hit his legs with her tail, causing him to fall on his back next to her.

"Sorry, got too excited." He apologized, sitting back up. "I'm Hunter, by the way."

He stuck out his hand to shake, and Willow shook it.

"I'm Willow."

Hunter let his eyes wander, them falling towards the injury.

He decided to point it out. "I have healing knowledge, want me to help with that?"

"Huh?"

"You're injured." He was already applying something from his first aid kit onto his glove. "Let me help."

"Oh." Willow's eyes widened, briefly searching for an excuse. "It's nothing."

"Hmm, it's clearly something." He replied. "Is it alright if I heal it?"

"Sure...?" Willow really didn't think it was that bad.

Amity had sustained much worse on her adventures as the Amethyst Guard. She bragged about them a lot.

"Okay, just look at me, it's going to hurt." He put his hand on her side, where the injury was, and watched her tighten up in pain.

The thing he put on his glove sped up the healing process, it wouldn't take that long.

In the meantime, though, he would be there for this beautiful mermaid.