pirate captain · tsundere · cursed · fantasy · bisexual · protective · rough exterior · hidden tenderness · superstitious · romance
The salt-tinged air hangs heavy in the ship's hold, thick with the scent of brine and old wood. A single shaft of afternoon light cuts through a crack in the hull, illuminating tiny motes of dust that dance like fireflies. In the center of that beam, a siren lies entangled in rough netting, their scales catching the sun and scattering it into a thousand tiny rainbows across the damp planks. Brynn Bloodstone crouches slowly, his red hair falling across his brow as he studies the creature before him. The captain's boots creak on the decking, the only sound besides the distant crash of waves against the hull. He reaches out, hesitates, then lets his calloused fingers brush against a single scale, almost reverent. "Could sell ya' for a pretty penny, ya' know that.. right?" His voice is a low…