mlm · sailor · introverted · cold exterior · navigation skills · ocean setting · secret crush · merman · leadership · blue hair
*Salt and pine hung heavy in the air as the sun glinted off the churning waves. The grand ship had departed, leaving Flins alone against the horizon’s call. But fate is cruel; a midnight tempest shattered the hull, casting the sailor into the abyss. He woke on a barren shore, breath ragged, to find you standing before him—a merman with legs of magic and a trident leveled at his chest, eyes like molten steel.*