#bemorepirate

[slaughtergreedy]

It's A Pirate's AU For Meme



Are you ready to drink up me hearties, yo ho? Or to drink and to roar like true British sailors? Or to get yourself in trouble with a skeleton crew--or just by being close-hauled on the port tack, beating up the channel with a north-easterly wind blowing strong, with Dover bearing north two miles, when the wind veers four points, taking you flat aback?

Then you might be in need of a pirate AU.


how to
- Post with your character and any relevant information
- Reply to others, rolling for scenarios, picking and choosing, or just making stuff up entirely on your own
- Pirates had no universal code of conduct, but be excellent to each other anyway

who?
a. Pirate Legend: Swashing! Buckling! Errol-Flynn-ing all over the place! You're the sort of pirate they'll tell stories about and make part of rides at Disney some day.
b. Pirate Reality: Swabbing! Fighting! Health-care-ing all over the place! You're the sort of pirate who actually eked out a living in the Age of Sail and probably genuinely needed a wooden leg.
c. Pirate Chaser: Law! Custom! Privateers-are-sanctioned-ing all over the place! You're actually not a pirate, but you sure would like to catch one... for justice. Not prize money. Justice.
d. Pirate Civilian: Shore raids! Tavern pay! Just-living-a-life all over the place! You're neither pro nor anti pirate; really, you're just trying to keep your head down living your best shore life.

where?
1. Historical Fiction: Somewhere in the actual Atlantic Triangle, Barbary Coast, or anywhere the East India Company might have ships for the picking, you're just hacking it out against nature and privateers.
2. Fantastical Fiction: Mermaids and selkies and the kraken, oh my! As if pirating wasn't hard enough, supernatural sea stories are true.
3. Ghost Stories: It's not sea creatures you need to fear--it's those fifteen men on a dead man's chest you need to look out for! You best start believing in Pirates of the Caribbean, because you too are living in one.

what?
i. Sailing Sailing: Just an ordinary day banging about on the waves. Hope someone's watching the horizon...
ii. Treasure Hunting: Someone's got a map. Hope you get there first!
iii. Mortal Kombat: That's not a member of your fleet, and it's coming in fast. Time to test your might.
iv. Scuttled, But: By choice or by accident, you've lost your ship. Stay marooned forever, or try and get yourself a new one?
v. And A Bottle Of Rum: That's enough pirating for one day, honestly. Time to just kick it for a bit, maybe even on land for a change.

Comments

snow white | mirror mirror

[madeofmore]

scarlet benoit | the lunar chronicles

[petitrouge]

[ do space pirates count? can do traditional pirates too, tho. ]

captain teague ( potc )

[codekeeper]

[ well.. obviously. ]

o/

[eitc]

[ maybe some kind of meeting between the two, set prior to the major battle at the end of AWE? i'm not positive as to what would be enough to bring teague out into the open, but i think it could definitely be an interesting power dynamic if they come face-to-face, especially given that teague's jack's father. ]

Horatio Hornblower | Hornblower

[midship]

[default would be a pirate-hunter, but hmu if you'd rather have him as a pirate, which could also be fun]

COULD I BE MORE LATE IF I TRIED? ...probably. pls love me

[lefey]

She could always sense him coming. If Morgana had any internal compass it always pointed straight for Horatio. It never had mattered if it was on land or at sea, if he swapped ships or was planning some stupid, not quite death-defying stunt.

Wherever he was, she knew. Like the shore knew the tide. And if Morgana followed him, well, surely it was a good thing to know where the "enemy" was.

Sometimes she even let him chase her ship, slowing her enough that his men might think they could catch her.

It's dark, a moonless night with few waves to worry about when her ship pulled into a cove. Ever he was on her mind but she shoved the thought away as her crew were sorted into parties and told what to collect. There weren't any settlements nearby, it was only a stop to refill the fresh water and collect what fresh food could be found before the sun came up.

For Morgana it was a chance to stretch her legs on some nice, solid ground. She walked away from her ship and crew, heading towards some trees on a bluff where she could see more clearly as torches and crewmen scattered across the cove on their hunt.

/loves forever

[midship]

Morgana could fade into and out of the sea in a way no one else ever could. Her ship could linger just out of reach for weeks or vanish from just beside them in the blink of an eye. There wasn't a rhyme or reason to it. There wasn't a warning or an omen.

But, on nights like this, Horatio can practically taste her presence, just beyond the edge of reality.

They've lost her once again, but the crew is in high enough spirits. The chase had been close, and the dark night was a fine time to pull themselves together again. Even their captain's ritual need to briefly cut out on his own after this sort of disappointment. They won't miss him for quite some time, lost in the quiet chatter of exactly how close they'd come this time.

Horatio doesn't know how he knows that his jollyboat has touched the right little spit of an island, but it has. He doesn't know how he's certain that she'll find him in the darkness, but he is.

[lefey]

Her eyes are closed when she feels him so startlingly close. It was hard to describe the feeling, the simple knowing that he was there, somewhere nearby but it suddenly overtook her thoughts.

Her green eyes were lit by only moonlight when she opened them, then that eerie molten gold as she followed her impulse and came up beside him, silent, still. Not even wind denoted her entrance.

'Horatio,' she says from a spot in the dark, under cover of the trees. 'You look well.'

[midship]

The little boat is easily beached. The little island is easily acclimated to, legs stretched and certain of themselves, before a whisper in the darkness turns properly into Morgana's voice.

There's an outside possibility that his sigh is fond as he stops his quiet pacing, peering toward the darkness.

"The ship's been given good exercise." Chasing certain pirates nearly across the entirety of the map. "It keeps her men in proper form."

And her captain by extension.

[lefey]

'You always did enjoy the chase,' which was a large part of why they were allowed to chase at all. A ship like hers was a thing of myth, or for the King's men perhaps of a nightmare - she could vanish in an instant and reappear seemingly anywhere.

But I was very real and entirely untouchable in an infuriating way. Only Horatio seemed to find some kind of amusement in it. Maybe it was relief that he would never have to arrest her or execute her in truth.

Stepping out of the shadows she walks to him slowly, reaching out to straighten his collar when she got to him.

'I'm glad.'

[midship]

There. Like her ship appearing out of nothing, Morgana materializes almost close enough to touch. His breath comes briefly slowly, like the careful exhale before firing a rifle.

It's always best to take a beat. It's always best to settle something in himself before he falls into the wonderful storm of this particular pirate.

"I don't know if it's the chase or just-- you."

[lefey]

Straightening his collar ends with her hands resting lightly over his shoulders when he doesn't pull away. her eyes wash over him, seeking to check every line and mark she knows should be there, what little parts of him she is allowed to see with his uniform always cloistering him away from the world and from her.

A soft smile forms on her lips.

'Why Horatio, anyone would think you liked me...'

[midship]

"Let them think it."

She'll be pleased to see no new scars--no new signs of wear and age and worry. She'll also likely be pleased by the way his arms slowly seem to find their way around her waist.

The hesitation isn't at all a matter of desire. It's simply the slow, delicate movements of a man trying not to startle off something beautiful and wild. "So long as you know it."

How could a person spend this long getting to know her and not adore her?

[lefey]

Her eyelids fall half closed, and if it weren't for the lack of light he would find her cheeks pink and flushed. Many a man has said more daring things to her but with Horatio it is often the smaller things that catch her off-guard, leave her smiling and full of butterflies.

'I know. I hope you know the sentiment is returned.' there was no one else in the whole wide world outside of her crew that she could rest so easily with, she sinks easily into his touch.

'You've been looking after yourself,' she leaves out the for once though he probably knows it's there regardless.

[midship]

Once she's settled, it's easy to relax into being close to her. Once no one's running away or startling off, it's actually nearly natural to wrap himself completely around her, forehead nudging affectionately against Morgana's.

"I do try, you know."

Not that most people would think he had ever spared a thought for taking care of himself. Not that half the scars peppering his hands and arms and chest weren't from intense recklessness.

[lefey]

I do try, you know makes Morgana laugh. Not unkindly, but more than just a soft chuckle too, because Horatio's idea of looking after himself and looking after anyone else were miles apart. Often whole seas.

'Luckily I can show up when you don't.' in another lifetime she might have been stuck on the shore, just a girl maybe not even with her powers but Morgana wasn't obliged to leave him to his fate and she wouldn't. Not even if it riled the Navy up about her witchcraft again and again in an age where men had started to forget they'd ever believed in magic.

Her lip ghost over his as Morgana enjoys him and just breathing him in. The solid warmth that tells her he's alive and real and there. 'I would be adrift without my northern star to guide my way.'

[midship]

Horatio is beyond lucky, of course. It's stunning that she'd taken the interest in him to watch over him like a guardian angel. It's incredible that she always seems to know exactly when he's just beyond the edge of being able to take care of himself.

And it's perfectly amazing that, when they're here alone like this, he can lightly press his lips in against hers for a quiet moment, fingers clinging tighter at her waist.

[lefey]

'You could tempt even a pirate Queen to drown sometimes.' He's not like other men, whose affections are plain and pushy and most often unwanted. But that little grab at her waist, the soft press of his lips speak miles more than those whose hands wouldn't have wasted a moment slipping beneath the linen of her shirt or peeling away her doe skin britches.

alec i amasa of kerry - nightrunner series

[yashel]

[ give all of it to me. ]

cutler beckett | potc

[eitc]

[ In his canon, Beckett's responsible for orchestrating an attempt at mass eradication of piracy, but I'd also love to AU him as a pirate himself - whichever floats your boat, so to speak. ]

Cloud Strife | FFVII (crisis core)

[backwatertrooper]

[considering his motion sickness he'd be terrible on the sea so he's probably stuck on land... but, can easily ignore that and torture the poor kid (so b or d). Probably talking two or three in terms of "where".]

magilou | tales of berseria

[ex_magikazam750]

[perfect_mayhem]

"Why did we let you join the crew again?"

There are a thousand reasons Eizen could be asking that out loud where Magilou is concerned. Pick one.

Evelyn O'Connell | the Mummy | OTA

[i_amalibrarian]

Arya Stark | asoiaf/got | OTA

[no_one]

Libra | Fire Emblem: Awakening | OTA

[hollowedfaith]

[Either a civilian priest/healer onshore who has a reputation for not asking too many questions, or the good-natured medic onboard a swashbuckler-type ship. He's not quite a pirate, but he doesn't judge other people for their choices.]

Lucifer | Granblue Fantasy

[primarchy]

( Sky pirate can't be all that different from archangel, probably... )

Sinbad | Magi: Sinbad no Bouken | OTA

[conquerorofwaves]

[What's the difference between a dungeon-raiding merchant and a pirate really?]

Fuyuhiko Kuzuryuu | Danganronpa

[nineheadeddragon]

[ he's already got the eyepatch. ]