#Fantasy pirates

[the-golden-comet]

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Thanks to this fantastic community, Peter Hart has reached 2,500 hits on Archive Of Our Own (and almost 1k comments 300 kudos!) and six sales on Amazon Kindle eBooks!!

You are all amazing, and I cannot thank you enough for all of the love and support you give to my stories and my boys. As the author, it warms my heart to see my characters come to life and inspire writers, readers, and artists worldwide 💛✨

I posted some more art as thanks on AO3, but please be mindful of the tags. They are explicit.❤️✨

Seriously, thank you all so much. You make my heart sing happily and inspire me to write. Keep writing, keep inspiring, and keep on keeping on 💫💛✨

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[wyked-ao3]

Writing Share/WIP Wednesday

tagged by @sableglass here

I'm following example and going to share my recently edited first paragraph or two of TPKODR (it will probably get a little more work done to it before posting.)

Pirate king and captain of the ship Death's Redemption, Daimhín Heorot was looking out across the dark reddish wood that made his ship deck at the small fleet they were approaching. The Jolly Rogers flag with crimson blood on it from the last fight they had been in a few days prior, flying high in the sky warning of their imminent arrival. It seemed Eric hadn't had the time to clean the flag yet. Daimhín turned back to Galen, his second in command and quartermaster of the ship. He said, “they are skittish.” Watching the crew of officers aboard the ships start to panic. They were still a little ways out but the larger ship had little chance of escaping them. “ay, they be scared, it not be everyday that ye see a king ship.” Galen reminded him. Daimhín asked, “is it that noticeable?” He didn't think that they stood out all that much from the other pirate vessels. Perhaps he was wrong. Assumptions were a pirates enemy after all, he mused. “nay, it be, their captain who noticed us.” Galen answered as he moved to grab a spyglass from the helm. Daimhín raised an eyebrow. It had been a while since anyone had realized it was the king ship, most people kept their mouth shut after a run in with them. He wondered exactly what gave it away to the other Captain or rather how he had known. He gave an order to the crew, “all hands to battle stations. Recon team help the crew down below until the signal is given.”

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[petersartstuff]

8 page comic I had to make for school last semester about my OC Pharaoh's origin story! The captain in this (the one that Pharaoh killed lol) was Gideon, and had taken Pharaoh on as a crew member when he was 15.

By this point, Pharaoh was about 21, and had been sleeping with Gideon for a while. Gideon had been getting increasingly tyrannical and abusive over time, and him keelhauling Kallan was the last straw.

NOTE: this isn't entirely canon anymore since I ended up making Kallan significantly older than Pharaoh, but I spent too much damn time on this comic so I'm sharing it anyways.

[starrumstories]

Matteo's Dilemma

The dinghy rocked in the waves as my first mate Jimmy rowed us towards shore. Behind me was my ship, The Red Vengeance, my second love and pride which I had only recently possessed and was on my first venture with. The sun baked my hand resting on the boats side as the sea breeze washed over my face.

“I think I will go swimming this afternoon,” Jade said, my wife and first love and pride. In her white dress, sitting beside me on the bench, her hand felt dearer to me than the treasure I was seeking.

“As long as you do not wander or stray from the guards. It is a dangerous island. There are natives about and I could not bear to have you in any danger.”

“Aye,” Jimmy said, “they have the taste for human flesh too, so it’s said. Captain Redsword and his crew disappeared on this island two years ago. Only God knows their fates now.”

“Matteo,” my wife said, “I will be okay. We have been in great danger before. And providence always pulled us through. Remember when we snuck into the governors mansion on Trinidad?”

I laughed. “How could I forget? That was the moment I fell in love with you. When you lost your slipper and nearly got us caught going back for it. You wouldn’t leave that night until you had your dear slipper.”

“I still wear them. They are a part of me now and I would be so disappointed if I had listened to you and left it behind.”

“After today, I will buy you a thousand pairs of slippers,” I said, kissing her hand. “And silk dresses, ribbons for your hair. A maid. And a house worthy of a royal,” I said, my chest beaming with high hopes. Being the son of a streetsweeper in London I always dreamed of having food everyday, new clothes, and then as I grew older, so much more. At 18 I signed up as a deckhand on a merchant ship. After crossing the Atlantic and making port in St. Martin I deserted and spent the last four years working my way up to pirate captain of my own ship. I still owed 10,000 gold pieces on the Red Vengeance and had no money left to pay my crew. But they all believed in what I was doing today.  

“Aye we’re here,” Jimmy said, placing the oars inside the boat and stepping into the water. I watched his boot sink into the white sand beneath a foot of perfectly clear water. He pulled us onto the beach.

The three other dinghy’s beached as well and my crew of 20 men began setting up our temporary camp. “You men,” I commanded to three lads, “set up the canopy for my wife over there by the palm tree. Alec and Jones get a fire going for food. Have the stew ready when we get back. Jimmy, round up half the men to go with us into the jungle and get their canteens filled from that stream. The rest will stay behind with Jade.”

Jade approached and embraced me, her hand gliding over my shirt. “Matteo, please be safe. I cannot raise our baby on my own. My belly is already bigger, I am sure the men will find out soon. And I love you so much.”

I touched her stomach, sensing the little one growing inside, before placing my hand over hers on my chest. “I will come back. With our entire future and fortune in my hands. Don’t worry Jade, we can overpower any natives who might try to stop us and I want this too bad to fail. In fact, I cannot fail. We have no other money.”

Her brown eyes resplendently stared into my own, her dark lashes blinking. “You have been talking about the Treasure of Pachanachi as long as I have known you. Three years now. And we have had to wait a long time for this.”

“Yes,” I answered solemnly, “the treasure he stored in a cave 400 years ago can only be found once every 10 years, at exactly noon on the summer solstice. Which is today. The high sun will be in position to unlock the cave and I will have one hour to gather his hoards of gold and silver. And then…I think I will go swimming too!”

“If…perhaps we could swim together, with the men not around, you would enjoy another kind of treasure,” she said smiling up at me.

Laughing I said, “I will hurry back then.” I kissed her and walked towards Jimmy who had prepared our gang to head into the jungle. “Let’s go. We leave this beach debtors and scallywags, we will return richer than kings.”

‘Ahah!”

“Hurrah!”

“Whoopee!” the men raised their hands to the sky and cheered. Securing my sword on my waist, canteen on a string around my neck, and the map, I made my way through the leaves of two bushes into the brush. Eight men carried four chests, which, if we could fill with treasure would be enough, well, to buy all of Britain.

The sun was a quarter way through the sky. We had plenty of time, but the trek was tough. My hand was cut on a razor sharp leaf. My cheek was itchy and hot after brushing against a red fern. We disturbed two parrots, red, blue, and yellow, who flew to a high branch and looked down at us. “Curse! Curse!” they parroted. “Cook flesh! Cook flesh!”

“What in Jolly Rogers kitchen do they mean?” Jimmy mocked? “If I had a slingshot I would cook up some parrot steak.”

“Are you worried about a curse captain?” a crew man named Mad Milly said from behind me.

“Curse? No. I have heard all the myths surrounding this treasure. Pachanachi was a great king who was usurped but escaped in a ship to these islands. A sorcerer he was too, of sorts. More of a scientist really. He grew old and eventually was the only one left of his party. Sad, he had no one with him at the end, and no progeny, but he did hide his wealth here with a secret way to access it. But curse? No, it is just treasure and science.”

“Curse! Curse!” the parrots said again. We moved on deeper into the jungle. It had been an hour, and we were close I thought as I studied the map. I had much time to think. My thoughts mostly revolved around what I was going to do with the treasure. I loved Jade, and we were going to have a baby. My main dream was being with her while also being extremely wealthy. Maybe we would have many more babies. I could abandon my crew and take the treasure all for myself. Would that be wrong? But I would keep Jimmy around. He was a great number two and would go with me anywhere. I could buy a Chateau in France and drink fine wine every night. With these thoughts in my head, each step I took I felt like I was going to bounce right up over the trees.

Until we came to a pool of water surrounded by trees, its surface undulating from a ten foot waterfall emerging from a hole in a cliff of gray rock that lie at the foot of the mountain.

“This is it,” I exclaimed, folding the map and placing it in my pocket. The men put their chests down and walked to the edge of the pool. There were patches of sunlight on the ground where it passed through the trees, and a big circle of light in the center of the water. I studied the scene, assuming that that patch of sunlight must be where the key lie.              

“We are close to noon captain,” Jimmy said. “About half an hour to go, I’d reckon.”

“Aye I’d second that,” I said glancing at the position of the sun. “Let’s be alert. Be ready men.”

We stood around the pool, alternatively glancing at the sky back down to the pool, the waterfall, the cliff. So close to it now. My heart wanted to jump out of my chest to wherever this treasure was. I only had to wait 20…15…10 minutes.

“Anytime now boys,” Jimmy said.

We were quiet. I could hear my men breathing. Birds chirped all around us. A centipede crawled beneath my boots. Leaves rustled behind us. Insects everywhere. Flying, landing on us. More leaves rustled. Sounds like an animal.

“What in the heck,” Mad Milly said. “That is loud, and sounds likes its coming towards us.”

“Something is definitely coming behind us,” Jimmy said.

I put my hand on my sword. It was undeniable now that it must be a boar or a man. A second later a man did burst through the brush and came running towards us. It was Jones. He ran up to our group. His shirt was torn, he had a cut on the side of his head, sweat poured down his face.

       “Captain, they have taken her!” he said, struggling to catch his breath.

       “Jade?” I said, fear stabbing at my heart. “Who took her? Tell me!”

       “The natives. Savages! They all came down on us. 40 of them at least. With clubs and arrows. They killed Alec and many of the men, but they carried Jade off with them.”

“To where? Did you go after them?” I said, panicking.

“We couldn’t, everyone else was hurt. And I rushed here, following your trail so that I could tell you. It will take all 10 of you to get her back.”

“They’re going to eat her,” a crew member gasped.

“He’s right captain,” Jimmy said. “The parrots – “cook flesh” they said. That they did. I don’t doubt it. What are you going to do? 40 savages? We’ll need all of our swords.”

“But the treasure!” Mad Mac exclaimed. “If we go it’ll be 10 years before we can come back.” “Ahhhhhhhh gods!!!” fury seeped through my clenched fists. I picked up a rock and threw it hard as I could into the trees. “Why! Curse the fates!” I took a deep breath. Closed my eyes and put my hand on my forehead to calm down and think clearly. I had to decide right now. What will I do? Save Jade, my wife and love, or remain here to claim unfathomable treasure?

[thecryptidmae]

my main Mermay project is, in fact, 100+ pages so here is a little 9 page comic about a pirate whose luck one could say, is fucked.

I absolutely love the first three Pirates of the Caribbean movies and this was kinda inspired by that lmao

[beanbowlbaggins]

Cultural Maritime and Shadow and Bone

Having finished the second season of Shadow and Bones, I finally put together some notes on the fantasy maritime in the Netflix adaptation of the Grishaverse. Noting that I haven't myself read the book series yet; having seen the use of land, air, and sea vessels, I'm excited to read!

Check out the book series by @/lbardugo (on instagram) if you're interested as well. I hope to do a book review for both the trilogy and the duology soon.

Also, check out this text if you can:

The Culture of Ships and Maritime Narratives (British School at Athens - Modern Greek and Byzantine Studies)

~ Author: Papadopoulou, Chryssanthi

[the-golden-comet]

Peter. (Nods). Peter.

My favourite trope has to be:

I sacrificed myself to save you. I didn't plan to survive. I burnt all the bridges. I intended to break your heart with my death, but that would be all right, because I wouldn't be around to see you. I pretended that you'll mourn me for a while and move on. I convinced myself I was going down in the blaze of glory. That my deed was appreciated. That everything was going to be all right afterwards, and I didn't need to be there to see it.

But I survived. And now I have to look you in the eye. I have to pick up the pieces of the life I shattered and figure out how to put it back together. If it can be done at all.

[fuentes-fantasy-writing-n-art]

7 Brothers

My Elffall world plopped into my head while drafting short romance stories for an anthology. I'd had the ideas bumping around for a while: magic systems, fantasy races, but I'd originally pictured it as sort of cyberpunk or contemporary. then it melded with another old idea and all these disparate pieces fit together.

Pivotal figures in the world are the Seven Sons of the Tethered tree, who are seven brothers who head a fleet of pirate . . . er . . . privateer ships. The elves of Elffall live on massive trees floating around the globe. These seven and their father started a revolution and failed, which led to their exile. There's more to it, but as an influential force on the high seas, big enough to affect trade and laws in certain countries, they play a big part even when they aren't *directly* a part of things.

They're also some of my favorite characters to write and draw. This is Marahu and Caerue, the second oldest and the youngest of the seven, discussing . . . negotiation techniques. Pen and ink and Copic art marker.

[the-golden-comet]

✨⛵️Story/WIP Tour Tag ⛵️✨

Oh, what a fun concept! Thank you for tagging me, @theink-stainedfolk !!

I’m not sure I can convince you about the lovely landmarks in Peter Hart , but— there’s a rope around me. Oh. We don’t have a choice in this adventure, do we?

Peter: Clever. You catch on quick~!

Ahoy, mates. Captain Hart at the helm now. I’ll be your tour guide for the voyage. Please keep your arms on the deck at all times. Do not lean on the railing; if you go overboard we’re not coming to fish you out….unless you’re Benjamin.

Benjamin: HEY!! 😡

Right, let’s get started:

✨🇬🇧Port Mayor🇬🇧✨

On your left, you will notice we are passing by Port Mayor, Great Britain. A lovely fishing port run by an absolute bastard of a person. Make sure on your stop you steal a hearty handful from the Royal’s pockets, and try their regional specialty: Port Plum Pudding. Great for the season.

🌋Isle of Talon Rock🌋

Oh, this one’s a lovely sightseeing adventure! Talon Rock is an inactive volcano in the center of thick jungle. Do watch your feet for snakes; they are quite venomous here. The igneous walls of the lava tubes are home to a variety of rich gems, but make sure you vacate before high tide if you don’t want to get your clothes wet.

✨🇬🇧Portsmouth🇬🇧✨

We arrive at another port. Excellent tailor at this location; this is where I picked out most of Benjamin’s fashion.

Benjamin: I didn’t ASK for—

—You’re welcome. If you get a chance, make sure to piss in the rose garden of the sovereign that governs this port.

✨🪨Echoing Cove🪨✨

This one looks deceptive at first glance, but a trove of valuables rests deep enough inside the many underwater cave systems. You’ll have to do a little spelunking, but if you reach deep enough the treasures are ripe for the taking~

Benjamin: Peter…why do I hear voices?

—AAAAAAAND we are getting the fuck out of here~🏴‍☠️✨

✨🇬🇧Port Florence🇬🇧✨

Aye, Florence. Another posh port with a castle loaded in riches. A very prosperous port town with a king that is all too eager to throw lavish parties and get drunk off of centuries aged wine.

Benjamin: You’re one to talk, captain…

They hold a Regal Ball every year, with a dance competition. The winners take home 50 grand. Ah, a great memory indeed~

Benji: (blushing furiously)

😏

☠️🩸Bloodwater Bay🩸☠️

….Oh shite. This place. Right, well…..some more dense jungle, a thin strip of beach, the waters are red, but don’t be too alarmed…Davey tells us that’s the iron deposits that give more of that rusty hue. There’s a tall waterfall in the center……

Benjamin: …..Peter? Peeeeeeeter?

O-Oh! Well, moving right along…don’t want to linger in this wretched bay….

✨🇮🇪Gregory’s Point🇮🇪✨

Another lovely island between the mainland and Ireland. This is a developed hotspot, turned into a small port town where all are welcome. Pirates, naval officers, merchants, the like. Between the two main countries, this place has its own governance. So, you better have a good reputation if you don’t want to be murdered in your sleep ✨

Benjamin: you say that so nonchalantly, Captain

Mmmmhm. Also home to one of the best doctors this side of the equator. So, if you get wounded, make sure it happens close to Gregory’s Point.

✨🐋Giverny Gulch🐋✨

Another island made of basalt, home to a naval shipwreck. Do watch your step for broken glass, sharp rocks, reanimated corpses—

Benjamin: —I beg your pardon?

—fish and shark carcasses….oh right. Lots of sharks. Be careful of those.

Benjamin: ….Do I hear a whale?

✨🇫🇷Lorraine🇫🇷✨

We’re arriving near France! Jacques: lead us in the singing of the French National Anthem

Jacques: Oui, oui, Capitaine~! ✨

✨🎵 Allons enfant de la patrie,

Le jour de gloire est arrivé! 🎵✨

Benjamin: 😑

✨🎵….Contre nous de la tyrannie,

L'étendard sanglant est levé

L'étendard sanglant est levé

Entendez-vous dans les campagnes

Mugir ces féroces soldats?

Ils viennent jusque dans vos bras

Égorger vos fils et vos compagnes!

Aux armes, citoyens! (Formez)

Vos bataillons!

Marchons! Oui, marchons!

Qu'un sang impur

Abreuve nos sillons! 🎵✨

🏔️Arctic Archipelago🏔️

……

Benjamin: …..Peter?

…..Let’s be off…..I wish not to be here too long.

✨🏝️The Caribbean🏝️✨

Ah, much better~! A nice, warm climate. Benji, love, remind me to acquire a bottle of Ron de Barbados 🇧🇧✨

Benjamin: Trust me, Captain; you won’t forget.

We’ve reached our final stop, but we have a whole tied-up tour group of witnesses. Mmmm…Right, I got it! Men, start hauling them over the rail—

Benjamin: —PETER!!

I’m joooooking~. Start untying them and drop ‘em off at the next port. Thank you for….“choosing”….The Golden Phoenix as your cruise. I’ve been your captain, and have a magnificent stay in Barbados. Jones knows I will~

Benjamin: P-PETER!! 😣

Leaving this open because man I had a lot of fun here ✨

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[wyked-ao3]

writing share #1 of the day

My wip TPKODR (the pirate king of deaths redemption book one of the pirate's cursed god series)

chapter name: sailing out

“I'm doing what I can to protect the crew.” Oisìn sighed. He knew that before they had completed the mission they were likely to run into trouble and he was not so sure he was going to be able to talk their way out of it this time. His crew was not even considered one of the military sectors, the ship was not a war vessel. They were cargo officers, their job was to transport and protect cargo. And now they were heading straight for where even the war ships dared not go.

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[the-golden-comet]

Thank you for the tag @rivenantiqnerd @gioiaalbanoart , @theverumproject , and @theaistired ! ✨

They are taken….by each other 🥰✨

+open tag! ✨

Doing one of these but with my mutuals after seeing this image on my dash today!!

..Y'know he may be the god of war but.. I'm not mad. No, no not at all. :)

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[the-alphaess]

currently working on some bigger projects that's eating up my time (two different reference sheets) so i haven't really managed to finish up anything so here's a sneak peek of one of the two reference sheets i'm working on for silverclaw

it's going to be much bigger when it's finally complete

[spinaholi]

sandra lynn’s dating history now includes:

the most red-flag, gaslighting, married guy who became a world renowned insidious televangelist and ruined her perception of love and self-worth

the saddest, wettest, cardboard-box-living, yogurt covered man with an ancient hereditary curse of bad luck

the arch devil of gluttony and living embodiment of insatiable desire and hunger

a former drug addict, high school student councillor, werewolf, who’s probably the most mentally healthy person to ever exist

sexy pirate

[runmienn]

Pirate show fanart🤺

[piratesandmonsters]

Surprise! Our discord is now open to all of our followers and buzzers! The site is still under construction but we are nearing our final stages. Prepare to hoist the jolly roger with us! Early access will begin soon. Time to start planning your characters and preparing for those adventures. The treacherous seas await!

DRINK UP ME 'HEARTIES YO HO!

[azarya-s]

quick doodle of Isabela - fingers crossed we might see her again in the new game, hopefully!