#Pirate Captain

[burningvelvet]

"Am I a joke to you?"

[bluebellowl]

Train art!

As in, art I made while being on the train for 4h as I do a lot. Wanted to work on some dynamic poses and found a cool messy painterly brush. I keep misplacing it tho

[st4r-t3ars]

A Pirates Life

[honeypipin]

Pirate Captain König:

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(I said I would do it)

Disclaimer: THIS WILL HAVE SMUT LATER ON (gotta love that story building), mentions of r4pe but its just him saying he wont - his mum taught him right (mostly), casual kidnapping 👍

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Pirate Captain König who couldn't have found himself in a better situation.

You stand infront of him, pretty, determined eyes that won't let him get into the village school, he knows you're terrified, and he can see the people inside watching with wide eyes.

"I won't let you in."

"Really?"

"I won't."

He laughs, he fucking laughs. The cloth of his mask bats back and forth with every laugh that comes out of him.

"Then you will have to give me something, no?"

"What do you want then, gold? Pearls? Sugar?"

"Hmm... no not today."

"What is it then?"

"You?"

"What?"

What.

Your face contorts into one of horror. God no, please don't let this be the start of one of those horribles news reports you read the other day of girls getting kidnapped by pirates and having unspeakable things done to them. Anything but that.

"You seem to be the most precious thing here, so I want you."

"Absolutely not. I will not be raped by some disgustimg thing like you."

"Don't worry. You won't be raped."

Oh what?

He picks you up, almost like a bridal carry if your arms weren't being restricted.

"What- Let me go! LET ME GO!"

You thrash around in his arms, but trying to beat 6'10 of man and muscle is not something you can do.

"I'll make you beg me for it."

"LET GO!"

You were horrified, the fearful stares of your fellow villagers that you had managed to protect were etched into you mind.

König, on the other hand, was quite happy about his new wife.

[arishnea]

"In Múspell, the only sea is a sea of flames. If only I could sail them as freely as a pirate might, imagine how hot my soul would burn."

Meet Laegjarn: Flame Captain from Fire Emblem Heroes!

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She was designed for a Twitter Pirate Festival Banner Collaboration, organized by @littledashdraws

I created her Jolly Roger and original weapons, inspired by pirate weaponry and Muspell identity. She's a dual sword-wielder because of those double-sword Jolly Rogers. 😁 And, I wanted to incorporate iconic pirate pistols into a FEH-acceptable weapon.

[nyuusayuri]

Heart of the Pirate King (ongoing)

Ateez Kim Hongjoong x Reader [SMUT]

Warnings: Mention of guns, slight violence and maybe swear words

Chapter 2

Chapter 1: The Encounter

"Ah-ah, don't move," he murmured, the cool steel of his pistol pressed against my forehead. "Unless, of course, you want me to pull the trigger."

Hongjoong's amusement was palpable as he observed my futile attempt to slip away and rally my people — an effort made all the more audacious in the face of him and his gang. If only I'd remembered that he was as observant as he was cunning; nothing ever seemed to escape his sharp gaze. The gun trained on me was a constant reminder that any misstep could lead to my demise.

"So, care to enlighten me about your little escapade?"

His voice dripped with mockery, a chuckle escaping as he buried me in his intense scrutiny. My reply was nothing more than a low snarl, teeth gritted in defiance. "As if you don't already know, Pirate," I spat, sarcasm swirling around the air between us.

The glint in his eyes only grew as my retort registered, and his lips curled into a smirk. He held me at gunpoint, and yet I sensed a flicker of intrigue dancing behind his playful demeanor. With a scoff, he remarked, "Oh, you've certainly got guts, I'll give you that."

I turned my attention to the crew behind him. His irritation simmered just beneath the surface as he lifted his pistol, reaching out to grasp my chin. "Look at me. Don't look away," he commanded, each word coated with a palpable threat, his gaze penetrating as he bore into my very soul.

Biting back my fury, I felt an overwhelming urge to headbutt him—a response he seemed to relish as he edged closer, clearly enjoying my internal struggle. His smirk widened at my subtle movements, the delightful tension between us growing thicker like fog on a dreary morning, and he leaned in closer, hovering just out of reach.

"Trying to hide your anger so badly, huh?" he teased, his voice a whisper that sent shivers down my spine.

"You have no idea," I whispered back, my tension building. "You attacked my home. Should I be happy about that?" The sarcasm dripped from my lips, raising the corners of his mouth in amusement.

He edged nearer, the warmth of his presence radiating against my skin. "No, you have every right to be angry, sweetheart," he replied, his tone almost mocking. "But let's not pretend you're not enjoying this little predicament of yours. I can see it in your eyes."

Appalled, I slapped his hand away, my fury bubbling over. "What? Why should I?! You're scum, just like all the other pirates before you!" A whistle of delight escaped him, his enjoyment clear as he chuckled at my defiance. The laughter morphed into something darker as he fixed me with a sharp stare.

"Oh, a feisty one, aren't you? But don't act like I'm the scum here. You know nothing about me or my crew, sweetheart." He caught my chin again, a tad too tight this time, pulling me within inches of his face. "But keep up that attitude—it's kinda cute." His grin was charming, wicked, and all too compelling.

"As if I would ever listen to you," I shot back, keeping my gaze locked onto his while gripping his wrist. His chuckle was low and satisfied, an insatiable glimmer of amusement lighting his eyes.

"I didn't expect you to listen, sweetheart. I'm merely curious about how long you'll sustain this little act. You're adorable when you're mad, did you know that?"

His face drew closer, and I placed my hands on his chest in a futile attempt to distance myself. "What the hell are you doing?! Let me go!" I cried, struggling to twist free of his grip, my heart racing in protest.

His crew erupted in laughter, reveling in our clash, as one of his arms snaked around my waist, anchoring me where he wanted me — pressed flush against him. "Oh, sweetheart, don't struggle too much; you'll wear yourself out," he teased, leaning down so that his breath warmed my ear. "Besides, I like having you this close to me."

With a surge of resolve, I finally broke free and glared at him, my anger boiling over. "What the hell are you trying to do here? Do you think I'm just one of your dolls who'll come running at your beck and call?"

He merely scoffed at my outburst, a satisfied grin etched across his face. "I was merely testing how fiery your temper is. Look at you; you've not disappointed." He stepped closer, his gaze unwavering. "And no, I don't think you're one of my dolls as you so bluntly put it. You're much more unique."

"What do you even know about me? Nothing! Now let my people go and get the hell out of here!" I demanded, holding his gaze with a challenge.

"Ah, I know more than you think, sweetheart," he replied with a mischievous glint in his eyes. "But I'll admit, I haven't learned your name yet, which strikes me as a shame." He winked at me, and I frowned in disbelief.

"And as for your people? They're safe, for now. I can promise you that."

I let out a laugh tinged with skepticism. "Why should I trust the word of a pirate? And why do you want to know my name? Once you leave here, I doubt you'll ever give me a second thought."

He chuckled, "Oh sweetheart, you have every reason to doubt me. I am, after all, a pirate. But I assure you, I mean no harm to you or your people." Then, without warning, he stepped forward, closing the distance between us. Tilting his head down, he leaned in close, murmuring, "I want to know your name because you intrigue me. You're a feisty one, and I can't help but be drawn to you."

His words caught me off-guard, and I blinked in surprise, searching his eyes before looking away, deep in thought. After a moment, I returned my gaze to him. "Y/N," I said quietly.

His smile softened at the sound of my name. "Y/N," he repeated, savoring it like a fine wine, enjoying how it rolled off his tongue. "A beautiful name for a beautiful woman," he murmured, the devious smirk creeping back to his lips.

"Now, release the others and get out of here," I commanded, my voice firm despite the tremor of uncertainty within me.

An amused scoff escaped him, but he turned to his crew, nodding his command. Moments later, my people were untied, and relief washed over me as they gathered at a safe distance. He turned back, a playful glint in his eye. "As promised, they're safe. My crew won't harm them, I give you my word. But are you truly sure you want me to leave, sweetheart? I was just beginning to enjoy our little conversation."

It was undeniable that there was something magnetic about him — undeniably handsome, perhaps the most attractive man I'd ever encountered — but he was still Kim Hongjoong, King of the Pirates, and trust was not a luxury I could afford.

"Why would I want you to stay?" I raised an eyebrow, wary of the predator before me.

Noting my tension, he leaned into his game, trying to provoke me further. "You've been eyeing me up, haven't you? Admiring the view, perhaps?" He began to circle me, his gaze appraising as he moved. "Let's be honest; you enjoy this little game as much as I do. Otherwise, you'd have walked away by now."

I could only gawk at his audacity, shaking my head. "You mean like this?" I took a few determined steps back from him.

His laughter echoed, buoyed by my defiance. "I do admire your spirit. It's quite charming," he mused.

Determined to reclaim my distance, I stepped away, but he swiftly closed the gap, grasping my waist and spinning me around so that my back met his chest. In an instant, my breath hitched, and I felt his lips near my ear. "But I'm afraid I can't let you leave that easily, sweetheart."

My heart raced as warmth flooded my cheeks, a sensation I fought to conceal by avoiding his gaze. I refused to let him see my flustered state, determined not to grant him any semblance of victory. But the question lingered in the air: why was I reacting this way?

He chuckled softly, clearly enthralled by the effect he'd had on me, savoring every moment. His smirk deepened as he sensed my heart racing, yet he refrained from mentioning it, opting instead to push my buttons further. "Oh, there are countless reasons. Perhaps I simply enjoy having you this close to me. Or maybe I'm not quite ready to release my hold on your delightful spirit."

Driven by a sudden surge of defiance, I seized his arm, twisting it with deft precision until I had him turned around, my grip pressing his arm firmly against his back, rendering him unable to escape. "I think you're listening to me now," I whispered fiercely into his ear. "You may have a handsome face, but I have no intention of entangling myself with a pirate who recently laid hands on my father!"

He let out a huff of surprise at the rapid role reversal, but beneath the annoyance blossomed an undeniable smirk as he admired my strength and audacity. "Ooh, feisty and strong. I like that," he admitted, his amusement evident in the lilt of his voice. "But you know, sweetheart, I had my reasons for confronting your father. It wasn't personal, I swear."

"Oh, but this feels rather personal," I countered, a playful smile dancing on my lips as I landed a swift kick to his leg, sending him tumbling to his knees before me. With his back still turned and my grip unyielding, I leaned closer, my voice a sultry whisper. "I prefer you on your knees, Captain." There was a hint of mischief in my tone as I reveled in his irritation before slipping away into the chaos of the city.

Wincing against the dull throb in his leg, he cursed softly, astonished that I'd toppled him so effortlessly. The world around us seemed to fade as he remained kneeling, still processing the shock of my boldness. As I whispered taunts into his ear, his annoyance simmered, ignited by the warmth of my breath against his skin tinged with a hint of satisfaction.

"You little minx," he muttered, delight dancing in his eyes as a slow smirk crept back onto his lips. "You've chosen to play a dangerous game, sweetheart. Just know this—I'll be coming for you."

[wroogymoony]

A question for pirate fellas

How many of you ship these two dumbasses? Cause I'm into that shit.

[rainbow-neko-artblog]

Welcome to the start of WH Creature Pirate AU! Where your neighbors are now pirates on the 7 seas- but not just ANY PIRATES- each and everyone of them is actually a SEA CREATURE in disguise!

Starting with the MOST pirate captain you've ever seen! Dashing and charismatic- a little clueless to the nuances of humanity- lover of water color paints- and the only pirate capable of disguising him and his crews true forms via magic The one and only siren of the AU who feeds off the attention he gets doing pirating shenanigans-!

Captain Darling!~

[basil-sketches]

Here, have this P.C. doodle that's being sitting in my sketchpad for months

[starryknight-dragonarts]

Well, Tamatoa hasn't always been this glam, he was a drab little crab once. Now he can be happy as a clampearl, "Because I'm beautiful, baby!" Tamatoa is a Gargantuan Coconut Crab, also commonly known as a Robber Crab, Bandit Crab, Pirate Crab, or Palm Thief. Coconut Crabs are a type of fully terrestrial Hermit Crabs that use Coconuts as shells when they are younger and eventually outgrow the need for having a shell becoming the dominant predator on their Islands, they have been known to even kill Cats, who in most environments are Apex Predators themselves. They are also kleptomaniacs known to steal anything Shiny such as Pots and Silverware. Tamatoa not only mentions sunken Pirate Ships in his song Shiny, but he collects and hoards treasure, he has panache, and he can throw claws with a Demigod (Actually Maui is a Kapua, Disney translated it to mean Demigod but that doesn't quite cover exactly what they are. It's not that they are Half Human/Half God, they are more like...powerful Supernatural Entities that represent aspects of of Nature, but also exhibit Human-like Behavior. There are 4 Major gods in the Hawaiian Pantheon: Kū, Kāne, Lono, and Kanaloa, and then there are minor gods that include Maui and Pele, probably the most famous Hawaiian gods.) So I think he would make a pretty Awesome Pirate Captain if he had a crew. I made Tamatoa a SHINY Crustle, although you can't really tell he's shiny while he's in his Blacklight Bioluminescent form. I imagine he has an army of other Crab Pokemon he keeps under control by being gargantuan, incredibly strong, and ruthless. It's said that he ate his own grandma, and he will also eat crew members who fall out of line.

[badstitched]

Captain Legs So valiant, so brave, so ruthless. Captain Legs postures over his found chest of treasures. This is the second pattern in my Froggo Pirates series! Find it in my shop or your favorite needlework shop

[empressofmankind]

CROCTOBER 21/31 ‐ "Captain"

I may or may not have overestimated how much energy I had to draw today 🙃

Inktober masterlist

[gatoinside]

🏴‍☠️ Mumamau 🏴‍☠️

Hi! I'm Mumamau, the other co-captain of the Paw Pirates!

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Sorry! I saw a fly. What was I saying?

Oh, right! My goal in my nine lives is to be happy and free with my friends.

Hope to see you all around! [Smiles]

[pulpsandcomics2]

Pirate Captain

[inkfairyy]

This is all I’ve managed to draw in the past couple weeks 😭

[nyuusayuri]

Heart of the Pirate King (ongoing)

Ateez Kim Hongjoong x Reader [SMUT]

Warnings: making out, teasing, slight dirty talk, smut in the next chapter!

Chapter 4

Chapter 3: Never tease the Captain

He stood in the shadows, watching from a distance. It had been easy to find my house, thanks to his familiarity with the town. I sat on the balcony, unaware of his presence, lost in my thoughts, till I suddenly felt a strange sense of being watched. Just to be sure did I flick my middle finger in the hopes he would see it.

His soft chuckle reached my ears, and I turned to him to see amusement dancing in his eyes. "Still as feisty as ever, darling," he muttered to himself. I felt a thrill of defiance, but there was hesitation in his stance as he contemplated stepping out of the shadows.

I heard rustling in the bushes and, just to be a little cheeky, I remarked aloud, "Should a captain really hang around in a woman's bushes?"

He cursed softly under his breath, caught but not embarrassed. With a cocky grin, he stepped out from the foliage. "Just doing a bit of reconnaissance, darling. I was curious about you, that's all."

I raised an eyebrow, on the verge of scoffing at his comment about attraction, yet intrigued by his smirk. "That's what you seem to be like all the time. Why do you want me instead of one of those whores who would happily spread their legs for you?" I sighed, leaning on the railing, searching for the depth behind his bravado.

He chuckled at my bluntness, obviously amused. "You really think that's all I want, darling? Just a warm body to spend the night with?"

His gaze intensified as he continued, "It's more than that. You intrigue me. You challenge me. You're different from anyone I've met before, and that's what draws me to you."

"You're a man who's been at sea for too long. It's only natural to long for the closeness and warmth of a woman's body. I bet once you've gotten what you want, I'll become just another fleeting adventure. You'll vanish just as quickly as you came." My words were laced with mock indifference, but admiration flickered subtly at the way he leaned against the tree.

"Really think you have me all figured out, don't you, darling?" he countered, stepping closer. "You think you know what I want and what I'll do once I get it. But you don't." He fixed his gaze on me, a challenge lacing his words. "What if I told you that you're wrong? That I want more than just a night of pleasure?"

"Like what?" My heart raced as I leaned against the railing, my curiosity piqued.

"Like... companionship. Someone who challenges me, keeps me on my toes. Someone who isn't afraid to speak their mind and stand up to me. Someone who doesn't just cave to my every demand." He paused, his gaze unwavering as it searched my face for understanding.

"Someone who I can't stop thinking about, even when I try."

I scoffed at his declaration, shaking my head. "How can I believe you mean what you say?"

He chuckled, his amusement evident. "You don't believe me, darling? What do I have to do to convince you?"

Taking a few steps closer, he positioned himself directly beneath the balcony I stood on, his expression sincere. "I understand why you don't trust me, given who I am and what I do. But I promise you I'm telling the truth. I desire more than just a one-night stand."

"Even if what you say is true, you won't get that today, tomorrow, or the day after," I replied with a sly grin, enjoying the corner I had backed him into. "Which would mean you'd lose the bet with your crew, my dear Captain."

He chuckled, a knowing light in his eyes. "You really love to tease me, don't you, darling?"

"Of course. Just trying to ruffle the feathers of the infamous Captain Hongjoong. But how about you come and get me?"

His laughter rang out, a deep, throaty sound. "You're playing a dangerous game, you know that?" He rolled up his sleeves, assessing the wall before him. "But I love it, especially when the reward is so enticing... and so very stubborn."

And with that, he took a few running strides back before leaping upward, grasping the first ledge with agility. I could only laugh as I sank into a chair, intrigued by what he was capable of. "I'm curious how strong our Captain really is," I murmured under my breath, watching as he climbed.

He called out to me mid-climb, "Keep laughing, darling. You won't be laughing for long." He grunted, pulling himself up with a determination that was hard to ignore. "You'll be eating your words soon enough."

"Maybe you should be the one eating me," I retorted playfully, my confidence soaring.

He chuckled, and despite the effort of scaling the wall, I could hear the desire creeping into his voice. "You really enjoy teasing me, don't you, you little minx? Just wait until I get up there. I'll show you what happens to naughty girls who tease their Captain."

"Can't wait to see you try," I leaned back, a playful smirk on my lips.

As he climbed higher, my heart raced—not from fear, but from the anticipation of what was to come. "Oh, I'll do more than try, darling," he shot back, his voice determined. "Just you wait. I'm almost there."

"If you say so... my dearest Captain," I said, my tone dripping with seduction, happy to keep him on edge.

"You have no idea what you're doing, do you, darling?" he called back, his voice low and gravelly. "You have no idea what you're getting yourself into."

The words sent shivers down my spine, and I could only grin. "Maybe you don't know what you're getting yourself into. After all, we're playing by my rules here."

He laughed softly at my confidence, his adventurous spirit ignited. "Oh, I know exactly what I'm getting into, darling. And I'm going to enjoy every moment of it. You think you have the upper hand, but you're wrong. You'll see."

He clawed his way over the last ledge and onto the balcony, his chest heaving with exertion. My eyes widened in shock yet I was still more than impressed. "Wow. What a woman can do to a man with a little teasing."

He looked at me, panting but gleaming with satisfaction, a wolfish smirk pulling at his lips. "Looks like I won, darling. Against all odds, I won."

I barely had time to react after standing up from the chair as he advanced towards me, closing the space until we stood inches apart. I took a deep breath, the air thick with unspoken tension. "Looks like it. And I'm someone who keeps their word. Seems you're going to get your reward after all."

His chuckle sent a thrill through me, his face a mixture of triumph and hunger. "Indeed I am, darling. And I can't wait to claim my reward."

He leaned close, his lips brushing against my ear as he whispered, "You have no idea how long I've wanted this. How badly I've wanted you."

A rush of heat coursed through me as he pulled me closer, our bodies gravitating toward each other like magnets. "I can't help it," he murmured through our lingering closeness, his voice low and raspy. "You drive me crazy, darling. I can't think straight when you're near me." 

I closed my eyes, relishing the warmth and intensity radiating between us. "Then I guess I have to make sure you finally shut up," I quipped with a teasing smile before pressing my lips against his.

He chuckled softly at first, but then his laughter dissolved into a passionate response, his arms wrapping around me, pulling me closer. "You're making it very hard for me to maintain any semblance of control," he breathed against my lips.

Our kiss deepened, igniting a fire that danced between us. As he explored the contours of my body with his hands, I couldn't help but respond by tugging him closer with urgency. My heart raced at the tenderness mixed with primal desire that enveloped us.

"You taste so good," he murmured as if he couldn't approximate the depth of his hunger. "So sweet and addictive. I can't get enough of you, darling."

A breath escaped me, laden with a mix of excitement and nervous anticipation as I nibbled on his lower lip, challenging him further.

A deep growl left his throat and I could feel the intensity in his gaze as his fingers tangled in my hair. "I could do this all day long."

"Just try it. But know I won't make it that easy for you." I grinned against his lips, drawing him with me as I walked backward, pressing my back against the wall of my home.

He followed my lead, amused yet captivated. "You're playing with fire, darling." His breath was shallow, muscles taut, resisting the urge to let every instinct take over. "You know what you do to me. And I'm not sure how much longer I can hold back."

"Unfortunately, you will have to," I teased lightly, caressing his hair lovingly as I slid my tongue between his lips once more.

As our kiss continued, my heart thudded louder. He groaned against my mouth, the sensation sending my pulse racing as I pulled him closer, feeling the heat radiating from his body.

"You have no idea how torturous this is," he murmured between kisses, each word a pulse of raw need. "You're driving me insane, darling. I don't know how much longer I can keep this up."

"You'll see," I replied softly, breaking away just long enough to tease him with a wink before retreating into the safety of the house.

He stood there, panting, eyes dark with desire as I disappeared from sight. My teasing left him wanting more, leaving me with the exhilaration of our encounter lingering in the air.

"Dammit, darling," he muttered to himself, shaking his head, his heart racing. "You're going to be the death of me one day."