so i loosen my heartstrings ✨ injury

[PINCHER]

CAPTAIN PINCHER ROUX | resides in the typhoon and is the demigod of rough seas. he is a muscular dark gray jaguar with frigid glacier blue eyes, marked with scars and glowing tattoos. he is the head of the roux family and is currently single. he is known for being a charming strategist with dark secrets. be cautious around him. —— ⚓

❝ YOUR HEART IS A BOTTOMLESS ABYSS — DEEPER THAN YOU'D LIKE TO ADMIT ❞

Pincher hated not being there for his children when they needed him the most. How sometimes, being the captain became more of a burden than an empowering ability to do changes that he wished for. But the thing with children was that they didn't go according to his plans, how he imagined them to be. They blossomed and grew in their own pace and he adored every little change he created for themselves, that they were given the freedom as a child that had been stripped away from him by his loveless father. But the problem was that because of the freedom he gave them, they were unpredictable in their ways of developing who they wished to be as grown ups. What if they went down a harmful dangerous pathway, one where he would not be able to protect them and make sure they were alright, that they were safe. His family came first above all, they were all he had left to care for besides his crewmates. Was it wrong that he wished he could tweak their impulsiveness? That he desired to be able to be a voice of consciousness that they would listen to? Coldblue despised him, Goldie put him on a pedestal that he wished to not be in due to his many flaws, and some of his children already begun to see him as just a ghost of a father, a towering shadow that held no physical warmth. He wanted to change that. He wanted to be there for them in every possible way.

The immortal was trapped within Capricorn Tavern, his attention honed on a member speaking about some complaints of stealing, one he hardly paid attention to. They were fucking pirates, it wasn't surprising when one back-stabbed another and stole their prized possessions. Pincher's half-lidded glowing ice blue gaze looked absent and dazed off as the other male rambled until the heightened sense of Pincher caught the scent of blood alongside the scent that it clung to. Silus. Pincher's thin black needles for pupils snapped towards the direction of the window before the male rose to his standing position and rushed out the door, ignoring the cursing rambling from the crewmate. His pace was rushed and hurried, his ears pricked as the jaguar caught the outline of figures in the distance. He began teleporting, swirls of nicotine smoke dancing around him everytime he teleported until he reached the outskirt of the small crowd that surrounded his son. Silus." Pincher breathed, deep voice cracking as his eyes widened with horror at the sigh of his son's horns destroyed alongside his ears and the skin around them. He went to down in a sitting position beside the charcoal bengal, using his water elementals to bring some salt water and gently press against the injured skin while flashing a sharp glare at Caesar.

"Just go find Junji and bring medicine." Pincher's upper lip curled with anger as he forced himself to turn back to Silus, trying to make sure the salt water would wash the blood to show where the cuts were located at. Part of him wanted to question his small son onto why he had done it but he remained silent, stress beginning to cause frost to slightly form behind the back of his neck as his fur bristled with worry and shame. He really was a shit father.

❝ THE TYPHOON — CAPTAIN — IMMORTAL — DEMIGOD — FATHER — THE HERMIT ❞

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