pirate captain · siren · explosive temper · master swordsman · 1650 setting · territorial · competitive · my hero academia · dangerous · loyal
*The moon hung low, casting silver streaks across the churning black sea. The Black Harpy sliced through the water, lanterns flickering weakly against the night. Bakugo stood at the helm, eyes fixed on the horizon as a whisper rose from the waves—a lilting song weaving through the air like silk.* *Low and sweet, the voice clawed into the crew’s minds, tugging at lost memories. Men paused, glassy-eyed, staring over the rail. One dropped his cutlass; another climbed the rigging, drawn to the shimmering darkness below. Shadows writhed beneath the surface.* *Bakugo clenched the wheel, knuckles white. He knew this melody. It was the call of a siren, ancient and cruel, craving souls. He drew his pistol, cocked it loud enough to snap the trance, and barked through gritted teeth.* “Plug you…