#firstmate nancy wheeler

[anonymouslyel]

here's my take on merman eddie and pirate captain steve

"push!" steve instructs and his men follows. they push the levers in order for the net they spread on the sea to come up. the storm a week ago took a toll on their supplies that could have lasted until they make port on the next town.

"two more turns, lads!" the captain instructs once again and the men follows. their captain have never failed them and if steve says two more turns, they for sure would believe that after two more turns, there'll be plenty of fish on their net to eat for dinner.

the men hear the splash of water and their mouths starts to water. they can already imagine the number of dishes their cook can do to those fishes.

then their captain shouts, "off the capstan!" and the men pulled away. loud splash of water can be heard and it's somehow different. it's like one big thing fell into the water instead of several fishes.

"captain, what happened?" nancy, the firstmate asks. their captain's brows are furrowed, scowling.

before steve could reply, the answer came from the waters. "steve, why!"

ah, the crew understood why their captain made them let go of the net.

"we need fish on out nets, eddie!" steve shouts to the creature below.

at first, it was genuinely amazing seeing a merman in their ships deck. but their firstmate's lover, robin, firmly believes in the power of supernatural beings and insisted for them to free the merman. nancy is smitten for robin and their captain values the word and advice of his firstmate and crew, so he instructed the crew to put the merman back into the sea.

somehow after that the merman they came to know as eddie have been frequenting their nets in the afternoon, just when they're fishing of their dinner.

"i am a fish!" eddie shouts back.

"we can't eat you eddie! robin doesn't want to!"

the crew can't believe what they are hearing really. they have seen the most bloody fight and deadliest storms in their lives but never did they think they'll be seeing their captain arguing with a merman.

"that's why i brought foods! see! these are clams and crabs!"

true to what eddie said, he has several clams and crabs on his arms, still on the net that fall through.

steve looks at nancy then his crew. "what do you lot think?"

the men looks at each other, then "we can accept the clams and crabs for dinner, captain."

then nancy said, "we'll take those clams and crabs. let eddie stay here while we try to get fishes without him on our nets."

"understood," steve said to his men and to eddie he said, "hold tight, eddie! we'll pull the nets up, okay?"

"anything for you, my captain!" was eddie's resounding reply that was mixed with other sounds that the crew thinks only merpeople can do.

[suwunnysideup]

I am so so so interested in this pirate au you mentioned 👀

anything for you pretty boy (*insert as you wish*)

okay the pirate au >:))) [cracks knuckles] oh boy do i love this particular au <3

first and foremost it is going off of my ronancetober prompt for pirate day <33

nancy "hawkeye" wheeler is a fearsome pirate captain, in charge of the ship seasplitter (steve wanted to call it the s.s. bullshit. nancy did not find it amusing)

her nickname was earned for her keen marksman aim and ability to spot even the smallest of details in other's ships, guns, and body language. rumor has it that with one simple glance, she can tell if your ship will sink or not

nancy's spent years building up her reputation as some untouchable, uncontrollable force - one that even royal fleets are hesitant to engage with. she had to, if she shed even a fleeting moment of weakness, it could mean her father could bring her back to a life she loathed, and a marriage she fled to one nasty william "billy" hargrove (she wanted that man dead the moment she made eye contact with him. safe to say the sentiment hasn't changed)

however, one day while at dock to stock up on basic supplies and enjoy a day drinking in the rusty nail tavern, nancy finds herself getting dragged away from her cup of grog by her firstmate steve, who promises that what he has to show her is worth the wasted booze. (she highly doubts that) he leads her back into the shadowed alley behind the bar, and she finds herself face to face with a siren. the moment she realizes that, she's pressing the tip of her rapier into the soft flesh of her throat.

the siren - half-siren, she corrects - pleads her case; wanting to stow away off of shore where streets were brimming with pirates who'd kill her without hesitation to a life on the waves, free from harm. steve chimes in saying robin, the half-siren's name apparently, saved him from drowning after a long bender, so he kind of owed her.

nancy stares down the woman in front of her, sizing her up until she lowers the blade with a long sigh. she'll allow it, but only if robin promises not to try anything, or she'll find herself on the receiving end of a sword. (if her swirling, beautiful eyes had any sway over her answer, nancy doesn't say) robin agrees without hesitation, face glowing with joy and, well, fine, it's a little cute. whatever.