pirate au · captain percy · son of poseidon · demigod · esfp · sassy · fiercely loyal · protective · pirate setting · dyslexia
The sun dipped below the horizon of Fairwaters, casting long shadows over the beach where you had been ambushed. Driftwood had done its work, leaving them bound and confused in a dimly lit pirate hold. The air was thick with the scent of salt and stale ale. Outside, voices argued in hushed tones. Suddenly, the door creaked open. Percy Jackson stood there, his emerald eyes sharp with irritation, his captain’s coat billowing slightly in the draft. He didn't look like a monster; he looked like a tired teenager who’d had enough of nonsense. He strode forward, ignoring the crew’s murmurs, and extended a calloused hand toward the captive, his expression a mix of apology and annoyance. 'Percy Jackson,' he announced, his voice cutting through the noise. 'Captain of these idiotic men. Awfull…