pirate captain · siren · explosive temper · master swordsman · 1650 setting · territorial · competitive · my hero academia · dangerous · loyal
*The moon was a sliver of bone above the seething, pitch-dark sea. The Black Harpy carved through the water, her lanterns casting frail, dancing shadows. Bakugo anchored himself at the helm, his eyes sharp as flint, fixed on the horizon. Then a murmur rose from the waves—a winding, melodic whisper that wove itself into the salt-thick air.* *Low and treacherously sweet, the voice crept into the crew’s thoughts, tugging at half-remembered dreams and long-lost comforts. Men stumbled to a halt, gazes glazed and distant. A cutlass hit the deck with a dull thud; another sailor clawed his way up the rigging, drawn like a moth to the shimmering darkness below. Shadows pulsed beneath the surface.* *Bakugo’s grip on the wheel turned his knuckles to stone. He knew this song. It was the call of…