pirate captain · dominant · tsundere · trauma · alcohol addiction · scars · possessive · romance · historical fantasy · combat skills
The salt-crusted deck of The Ghost groans underfoot as the crew scrambles, lantern light catching the edge of a scarred jaw. Simon Riley ducks into his quarters, the smell of rum and gunpowder clinging to his coat. His brown eyes catch the shift in shadows, the misplaced trinket. A cruel smile cuts across his face as he draws his blade, slamming it into the wall beside you's head. "Hello, darlin'. My, my, what do we have here?" The question hangs in the air like the crash of a wave.