Author: theambernightingale
Fandom: Tolkien
Pair: Bard x Hybrid!Reader (ish)
Summary: ALRIGHT THIS IS SO BAD I DON'T WANT TO WRITE A SUMMARY why am i like this THIS ISN'T EVEN GETTING IMAGES
Warnings: please save me from my own head
Other:
Y/N - Your Name
H/C - Hair Colour

As a siren-mermaid-elf hybrid, you have flawless skin, long hair, fangs like a vampire and the ability to lure people to their deaths by singing. Your tail is bronze and the scales are more like dragon scales (bigger and armoured). Your ears are pointed and your eyes seem to hold galaxies (no whites, no pupils). You wear a dark blue tunic of elvish origin that is embroidered with bronze.

The quiet chuckling of ripples against the bow of a weather-beaten barge that broke the stillness of the Long Lake. Off to his right, Bard noticed a familiar flash of bronze beneath the surface of the water that had his heart rate skyrocketing even after all these years.
A quiet voice in his ear and the cold water dripping down the back of his neck startled Bard.

'Boo.' Whispered the hybrid.

Y/N's galactic eyes glittered with mirth as Bard shuddered and squirmed at the touch of cold water.
The sun broke through the heavy clouds at that moment, refracting off Y/N's magnificent bronze tail and casting mesmerising patterns onto the water. The hybrid slid cleanly back into the water as they neared the forest river, using her powerful tail to swim over to the barrels that bobbed along on the current.
But these barrels weren't empty.
A group of dwarves stood upon the riverbank, wringing themselves out.

'Get back, Y/N. They could be hostile.' Bard warned the hybrid as he grabbed his bow from where it leaned against the bulwark, slinging his quiver over his shoulder.

The hybrid understood that Bard only wished for her safety - she was one of a kind after all. In a show of gratitude, Y/N used her powerful arm muscles to pull herself onto the barge and find a mooring line so she could secure it while Bard confronted the dwarves.
She swam back to watch, keeping herself submerged to lessen the chances of being seen. Bard was trying to make himself more imposing, demanding that the dwarves tell him their intentions.

'If you don't, I'll leave you to the creatures of the lake.' The bargeman threatened, spotting the telltale gleam of Y/N's tail.

The hybrid caught onto his plan and selected a member of the group to drag beneath the waters. She would, of course, have to administer a mermaid's kiss on the poor dwarf otherwise he'd suffocate and she didn't intend for that.
One of the younger ones, a blond, was unfortunate enough to become Y/N's victim. He didn't have much of a chance to alert his group members of his dilema before the hybrid's lips slammed down over his and he was dragged into the water. The dwarf struggled, but was no match for the iron grip Y/N's elf blood gave her.

The hybrid bared her fangs, hissing at the dwarf as a test to see if the effects of her kiss had worked. For a moment longer, he struggled and kicked before his eyes glazed over and he stopped trying to evade her.
Instead of eating her prey, Y/N pulled the dwarf to the surface and sat in a shallow part of the water, breaking into song as soon as she could.
For most, visions of the Lonely Mountain as it once had been filled their minds, visions of a proud and prosperous city.
Bard, who had trained himself not to be drawn easily by Y/N's charms, stayed as he was while the hybrid bewitched the dwarves.

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'You'll have to swim.' Sighed Bard.

The dwarves seemed reluctant to enter the water after Y/N's obvious display of supernatural power.