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A breeze worked its way through your hair as you stood upon the highest balcony, of the highest point of your castle. It overlooked the sea, and your eyes beheld miles and miles of ocean… …But that was it…Just ocean, just the sea, nothing else…It twinkled and seemed to burn as you watched the sun drown on the horizon…It was beautiful, but it was a sad, sad sight. No ship, no sails, no pirates…No captain Arthur. You bit your lip as you held back tears. You had been waiting for months. He had always visited, once every year, just like he promised. From the day you met him, to this very moment, you tr

The great Captain Arthur Kirkland stood tall. His scruffy blonde hair flew in all ways and directions, it gave him a wild, but handsome look, he wore a red cloak atop a loose, crisp with sleeved shirt, it had gold edges and intricate designs on it, it felt like silk and his eyes shone warmly like burning emeralds… …Oh yes, and he had a nine year old clinging to his leg. She giggled happily as he still continued to walk with ease, once outside in the royal’s garden, he gave his leg a large swing and she tumbled off into the long grass. Squeaking in surprise she popped up out of the green blades and pouted at him. “He

Salt burned his eyes endlessly and yet he still held his breath, holding onto his life desperately, which was fleeing his grasp and disappearing amongst the ocean. There just had to be a storm, didn't there? He just had to be thrown off the ship when they sailed over the monstrous waves. He didn't know how far down he was, or how far away the ship had gone, but that wasn't in his mind. The pressure of being so deep sent agony radiating into his head from his ears, a high pitched ringing just getting louder and louder the longer he stayed down. He would of swam up by now, however, something was weighing him down, not even the air that burned i

GO THANK MORI FOR THIS SEQUEL! IT’S HER BIRTHDAY! (I'll put a link in the description.) You stood on the stern of the Raven, waving back to the dumbstruck Captain Kirkland, who had turn to watch you leave. “Until we meet again, Kirkland!” you said with a bow and a flourish of your hat. Which had inexplicably managed to remain in your possession throughout the fight. Kirkland watched you leave for a bit, but when you were a good ways off, someone snapped out of it and said, “She made off with all our loot!” Captain Kirkland’s eyes narrowed as he thought of you, and said under his breath with a vicious smi

“Come on, you bastard; just a little closer” you muttered, your fingers anxiously gripping your crossbow and your target creeping closer and closer into range. Just a little closer and you could send an arrow right through his heart. You were an assassin, one of the best and with a nearly flawless record. You were currently after a man named Venezino Herrando, a man guilty of killing over three dozen innocents and who would likely kill several dozen more if you failed here.  You were given very specific instructions. You had to kill him from a distance; he was incredibly strong and could snap you like a twig. You also had to make

"W-Who are you?!" you asked, pulling the blankets to your body.  There was a wounded young man standing at the balcony.  "Arthur... Kirkland..." he panted "Leave that aside, mind to treat my bloody wound? I'm gonna die ya' know?"  "Y-Yes, sure..." you quickly searched for the aid-kit. You roughly pulled the man and let him sat on your bed.  "What are you doing here?" You squinted,  "Well... How should I answer that... Bribe hunters were hunting me that's all"  "Any other reason?" "Your bloody mansion is on the way! So I thought it's the dead end..." he sighed.  "Don't blame me for building it here!"&

Arthur Kirkland sighed as he sat in his prison cell. This wasn't the first time he had been put in jail, however, no matter how many times you arrived here it didn't make the experience any more enjoyable. Why was the great Captain Kirkland in jail? He didn't know. All he knew was that while he was out sailing the sea, he came across a Spanish ship. Once looting the ship and easily beating the crew, he found a little girl, no more than Eight years old, being held prisoner there. Upon returning the girl to shore, he discovered that she was the young daughter of the King and Queen…Meaning she was a princess. He and his crew were blamed

"Where there is a sea, there are pirates" Pirates they are one of the most feared by people in land and sea, but are also one of the most…respected by people. In fact "the average man will bristle if you say his father was dishonest, however will brag a little if he discovers his great-grandfather was a pirate", known for their sharp tongues, vulgar manners, a lust of treasure and young women this is the reputation of the pirate; however in this person's case cross out "the lust for young women" or even "women" in general. This person was a pirate, in fact one of the most famous pirates as Arthur Kirkland. The only difference betwe

Pirate England X Reader Chapter 1 When (Name) finally opened her eyes, she was greeted with blinding lights and pain in her wrists and ankles. Memories of what had happened before slowly came drifting back to her as she tried to sit up straight and keep her head from spinning from the drugs she received. After a minute or two (Name)'s vision cleared and she looked around the room. There was nothing here in there except for a bed and a dim light hanging overhead. She tried to wiggle her wrists and ankles a little to loosen the ropes, but it didn't help at all. She still had the gag on, so calling for help would also do no good. That and th

Mistaken Identity Pirate England X Reader Prologue Summary: The reader (you) is the best friend of a tomboyish high-classed princess and looks exactly like her in almost every way. Due to this fact, you agree to do many favors for the princess, such as attending ballroom dances and dress fitting. But one day, a favor you decide to do for the princess one night ends up turning life as you know it upside-down. "But I don't want to go to the ball (Name)! It won't be fun and I'll have to wear a frilly gown with ribbons and stuff like that!" (Name) sighed as she combed through her (your h/c) hair. "But Mindy, you might actually have fun for o