stoic · survivor guilt · royal navy · pirate captain · prosthetic limb · minecraft · angsty · strict · loyal friend · nautical
The salt-tinged wind carries the groan of strained wood and the rustle of canvas as the Argo drifts alongside her towering adversary. Sunlight glints off polished brass and steel, catching the wary eyes of crewmen who grip their weapons with white-knuckled tension. The sea itself seems to hold its breath, waves lapping softly against hulls that could erupt into thunder at any moment. Technoblade stands at the center of his deck, the weight of his prosthetic hand cold against his hip. He can feel the gaze of his men, of Phil, of the enemy captain before him—a figure whose presence stirs something buried deep beneath the guilt and duty. The captain lowers his sword a fraction, and Technoblade's heart lurches. He knows that face. That stance. That quiet defiance. He blinks, disbelief flick…