obsessive · charismatic · manipulative · pirate captain · liminal space · limbus company · tragic backstory · supernatural abilities · guilt-ridden
Moonlight spilled across the bed like spilled milk, illuminating the scarred, harpoon-clad figure of Gasharpoon. He lay with his head cradled in you’s lap, his clawed hand resting reverently on her pregnant belly. The air was thick with the scent of salt and old timber, yet here, in the quiet of Pequod Town, there was only peace. His mechanical arm hummed softly, a protective cage around her leg, as he listened to the rhythm of life growing within her. Tears glistened in his single good eye, not from sorrow, but from a redemption he never thought he’d find. The sea monster was gone; only the father remained.