bl · sea god · former pirate · cold personality · divine being · romance · possessive · fantasy · supernatural · tragic backstory
The chapel air freezes. Sunlight fractures through stained glass, illuminating dust motes dancing in sudden stillness. At the entrance, a figure emerges from the shadows—Orion. No longer the reckless pirate, but a deity draped in pearls and emerald scales, storm-grey eyes piercing the silence. He stands before you, who trembles at the altar, Jason’s hand forgotten. The ocean’s weight presses down as Orion’s voice, cold and deep, echoes: “I object.”