#naval officer

[ackermantihora]

an illustration to "HMS Maria" by @lostcauses-noregrets, the greatest fic about naval captain Erwin Smith and smuggler Levi Ackerman ⚓️

[ltwilliammowett]

Beautiful naval officer's present pouch in garnet velvet, embroidered with gold passementerie on the inner and outer edges with olive branches and laurels, monogrammed "F" or "S" in the middle of a double: "L" interlaced; inside, the centers are adorned with a corded navy anchor, two beige silk flap pockets embroidered with flowers, olive branches and in the middle an anchor and two crossed horns of plenty from which flowers emerge, on the backs of the flaps, one bears the inscription: "Respect", the other: "Reconnaissance"

Date: 1814–30

[professional-yearner]

Can't Help Falling In Love With You 🤍

Pt. 1

Yandere! Cheater! Officer Clone trooper x Fem! Reader

Series TW!: cheating, mistresses, grief, murder, Evil-ish, being trapped, toxic relationships, forced relationship, obsessive love, obsession, general insanity, manipulation, disloyalty

A/N: I hope you guys like this first installment of my new-ish series! I do intend to finish it this time lol. I really hope you like it! :3

You sat in the dark, staring blankly at the messages. They were sweet, affectionate, and playful, with a deep sense of connection that made bile creep up your throat and your head light. You remembered when Steel used to message you like this, it seemed so distant now, but you could remember it almost vividly.

You hadn't realized you were crying until you had to sniff to keep mucus from dripping onto the data pad. It made sense why he had been so distant recently; staying out late on his leave instead of being with you, always on his data pad doing 'work', never really touching you anymore.

The name opposite his own messages seemed to be laughing at you, bold and victorious as it burned into your retinas;

Arah

Was that her name? It was pretty, like she must be. Was it just that, or was she funnier, smarter, more capable, more interesting? Maybe all of the above.

You cried out, pain racking through your entire body; you had thought he was your person. You thought he thought you were his person.

It had all come together when you met him, and now it had so rapidly fallen apart.

-

The morning following your discovery was bleak, but you had to keep it together, at least until he left again for the day.

It was a sisyphean task to hold back your tears without him noticing as he pressed a kiss to the top of your head before he went (something he hadn't done in a while), but you didn't think you could face him now, not until you got yourself together a bit.

You finally broke once he closed the door behind him, trying to take air between sobs as you did your best to move towards the bathroom.

Skincare didn't work, the tears and snot wouldn't stop long enough for any of your products to set.

Putting on a nice outfit didn't work either, you just found new ways to compare yourself to how pretty his new girl must be, making your crying all the more intense.

Finally, you found yourself in the kitchen, exhausted from a day that sped by you and stomach rumbling.

You had to climb the counter to get the ingredients that you needed, seeing as the it only reached your hip at the most.

Steel had insisted on you not "wasting your money" on a step-stool, going on about how he'd always be there to get things down for you. Remembering that made you grit your teeth, grief momentarily replaced with vitriol.

Karking liar.

Mixing and cleaning went by in a blur, you were so practiced by now it felt like a reflex. You looked down at what you were making.

It was both of your favorites; pancakes.

It was simple, basic even, but it had kind of been your thing. It seemed appropriate considering you had met in a diner.

You felt your eyes heat as you flipped the pancake.

You really thought he loved you.

You could remember the first time you had kissed, the first time you had felt so wanted and right with someone;

You giggled as he bumped your shoulder with his, the rough material of his uniform scuffing your bare arm lightly as he grinned down at you. The rain pattered on the two of you, your hair and his hat beginning to drip.

You paused your walking as you caught his eye, the look he was giving you catching you off guard; his brown-gold eyes shone more openly than you had ever seen them, soft affection following your every movement as his lips curved into a warm smile.

"What?" You smiled up at him, laughing lightly.

He stepped out in front of you, leaning down to push the hair away from your face and touching your nose with his,

"You're perfect, angel."

Your eyes widened as you took in the moment, a desire settling itself against your ribcage at his declaration. Stomach fluttering, you worked up every scrap of courage you had, finally leaning forward and closing the distance between the two of you, pressing your lips shyly to his.

He seemed to be in shock for a moment, making you pull back, only to give a small squeak of surprise as he shot out a hand to bring you back, capturing your lips gently, but passionately, against his once more.

You both stayed like that for a while, lips moving against each other in quiet tenderness before he pulled away slowly, rubbing your cheek with his calloused thumb,

He breathed softly, face only an inch from yours, "Sweet girl."

You bit back a silly grin, bringing your forehead to his and placing your hands at the sides of his face in a Keldabe kiss, one last show of your overwhelming adoration before pulling away.

"You want to come back to mine? I could make breakfast for dinner; your favorite."

He said nothing for a moment, looking at you as if you were the beginning and end of the galaxy, making you almost tear up before his face broke into a lopsided grin once more. He picked you up by your waist suddenly, causing you to squeal as he spun you around, laughing,

"Cyar’ika, you are the love of my life!"

You stared at the pan, watching the pastry grow black as you zoned out. The love of his life.

You sobbed, clutching the counter as the smell of burning pancake filled your nose.

Maker.

[stone-cold-groove]

Exciting Navy Stories magazine - April 1942.

[galleryofart]

The Gallery of HMS Calcutta

Artist: James Tissot (French, 1836–1902)

Date: c. 1876

Medium: Oil on canvas

Collection: TATE Britain

Description

Tissot often painted a man with two women in order to explore the subtle nuances of flirtation and attraction through body language and facial expression. This painting depicts a naval officer and two women aboard a ship, a chaperone separating the officer from the object of his attention.

[emperornorton47]

Jimmy and Rosalyn Carter, July 7, 1946

[mk-wizard]

Transformers Rescue Bots Excerpts: Meet Sky-Byte the Predacon Part 2

Part 1 of this story is here...

A year later on the ship, the Rescue Bots and Optimus are doing a routine run, when Blades runs out onto the deck looking as white as a sheet...

Blades: Nyahahaha!! A vampire! A vampire! There's a vampire on the ship! Everyone, stay outside in the sun so it doesn't get you! *he points to the cabin where something is seen in the shadows and walrus flops out barking with its tail in a waterproof cast* Oh no! It's immune to the sun! Somebody, get a stake! High Tide: Relax, mosquito. That's not a vampire. It's just a walrus. *strokes the creatures head* Wallace's just stayin' aboard until his tail is healed. Heatwave: What are they all here for? *points to the parrots in the alcove in the shade sitting around tiredly* High Tide: Poor little things drank water contaminated with chemicals no thanks to careless littering from beach goers. Chase: And this sea turtle? High Tide: Hmm, cracked shell. That ain't never gonna heal, so we had to give her a 3D printed replacement. That's gonna take time to set in. Poor dear got run over by a skidoo, but she's a fighter. Boulder: That's awful... Optimus: It is very noble of you to help all of these animals, High Tide. It is good to see you developing your sense of empathy. High Tide: Thanks, OP, but... Honestly, all I'm doin' is playin' host to' em all. The real saviour is the fembot who I told you saved my metallic skin. Dr. Sky-Byte. Optimus: She is still here even after you healed? High Tide: *shrugged* Had to repay her somehow for her services so... I allowed her to bring her patients here since she doesn't have a proper place to house' em all. Boulder: Wow, High Tide. I'm really impressed that you would be that kind. High Tide: What's that supposed to mean, ya big green lug?! Optimus: If she is still here, then please let us meet her. I would like to thank her personally and quite possibly aid her in her mission to help innocent creatures in need. High Tide: Then I'll be back with her in a jiffy, OP. Oh, ho, ho, you're going to love her *he goes inside smiling* Blades:.... Ok, what is going on here? Since when does he LIKE having company on the Trident? Chase: Perhaps High Tide is suffering from cabin fever. A common ailment among sailors who spend too much time on their ships alone. Boulder: Or maybe he really did just make a new friend, guys. High Tide's may not be the cheeriest person, but he's a good guy. Heatwave: From the way he talked about her with that twinkle in his eye, I'd say he is more than just friendly, Boulder. Optimus: Well, all the same, Dr. Sky-Byte has brought out the best in High Tide, so let us welcome her with-.... *he gets cut off when he sees her arm in arm with High Tide and the others stare awkwardly too* High Tide: OP, everyone, meet Dr. Sky-Byte. Sky-Byte, these are the Rescue Bots and Optimus Prime. Boulder: Hello! Blades: Uhhhhhhhhhhhh hi. Chase:.... Greetings. Heatwave: You didn't say she was a- *Boulder nudges him* Sky-Byte: *steps forward and bows in a ladylike manner* It is an honour to meet you, Prime.............? *she notices that he is just staring at her*..... Uh... Did I do something offensive? High Tide: Is something wrong, OP? It's not like you to have sudden shyness. Optimus: High Tide, a word? Servo: Whiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiine.

In a private cabin...

High Tide: What's the matter, OP? Optimus: High Tide, you didn't tell me that Sky-Byte was a Predacon. High TIde: I didn't think it mattered. You didn't seem to be curious about her faction when you saw her handiwork or saw that she was a friend of mine. Optimus: High Tide, you know our ways. You know the Autobot ways better than anyone and you know the history behind THIS ship. It was used 10,000 years ago to fight the war between Autobots and Predacons. Do you know what that means? High Tide: That it was just that. 10,000 years ago. Sky-Byte knows it too and she can differentiate between history and present. Optimus: This is NOT about differentiating between history and present, which I am all for by the way. This is about honouring the Autobot way. The Trident is a sacred warship which makes it sacred Autobot property and by our creed, ONLY Autobots may set foot on it. High Tide: *frowns* Arrh, ye had no trouble bringin' humans here or with the critters bein' here. Optimus: You can't apply such conditions to beasts and I myself as the Prime gave humans permission to board the Trident. I NEVER gave Sky-Byte permission to set foot on it. High Tide: If she was to wait for ye permission to board the ship, I would have wound up dead with my corpse rusting at the bottom of the ocean, Optimus! Optimus: That was an emergency, but as soon as her good deed was done, you should have asked her to leave, High Tide. High Tide:................................. Optimus: Please, don't look at me like that. I don't enforce the Autobot way to be cruel or segregate. I just- High Tide: But ye ARE!! No matter how much ye say ye don't mean to! The instant you enforce the parts of the Autobot way that don't make any sense or just say them, YE ARE, Optimus! Optimus: High Tide, please calm down- High Tide: Don't tell me what to do on MY ship! If we're gonna go livin' and breathin' the Autobot Ways, then we'd best do so for ALL of' em! And according to the Autobot Ways, the bot who is given custody of a sacred space which includes commandeering the Trident has the final say of who may stay and who must leave! Optimus: High Tide- High Tide: Which means that as long as we are all standing on this here ship, I say what goes on around here and I say Sky-Byte may stay! She saved my life, she saves the lives of innocent creatures for a livin' and she ain't got a bad bone in her frame! I'll tie an anchor on my ankles and jump in a pool of acid before I kick her off the Trident for just being Predacon, Optimus! I'd never thought I'd say this, but I now see why your boy Roddy aims to change the Autobot Ways so passionately. Optimus: !!! And I never thought you would cross so many lines in one moment which includes directly defying your superior and acting Prime! High Tide: Bah! *crosses his arms* We're on EARTH not Cybertron, Optimus! And according to YOUR OWN DECREE, Rodimus is the actin' Prime of all Autobots who reside on Earth, so I'm a followin' everythin' down the damn wire of the actin' Prime, Prime! Optimus: *looks angry* My authority outranks Rodimus', High Tide! Disrespecting me to my faceplate is an act of defiance that is not tolerable no matter the location! The Rescue Bots, Sky-Byte and Servo are listening outside...

High Tide: Is it now? What are you going to do about then, OP? Optimus: *he looks really pissed now, but composes himself while taking a deep breath* I am going to command you once and only once, ask Sky-Byte to leave this ship at once and I will forget this argument ever happened. Refuse and you will be exiled from Cybertron, naval officer. Sky-Byte: *gasps* No! Don't do that, Prime! I'll leave- *she is about to transform and jump off, but High Tide runs after her* High Tide: NO!! *grabs her arm stopping her* Sky-Byte: But you heard what he said, High Tide. Your career willbe ruined and you'll get marked for life. High Tide: FRAG MY CAREER!! And I can't bear to see a kindly soul like ya be marked for just bein' born the way ya are especially when... when... ya're so wonderful the way ya're, Sky! *takes her hands* People like you should be allowed to go anywhere you want and be respective anywhere you go regardless of yer faction. I just wish I saw that in my younger years because then... I would have found you sooner. Sky-Byte: *is touched to the point of tearing up* High Tide... Boulder: *smiles wide* Blades: *sniffles* That is so romantic. Chase: I don't believe Optimus agrees. Heatwave: Understatement of the century. Optimus: *looks really mad now* It would seem you made your choice. High Tide: I have and now, I've got a command for YOU, Optimus Prime *turns to face him* YOU are hereby exiled from my ship for makin' a bigoted boob of yourself! Get your big lardy bumper off my ship at once and do not come back until ya apologize to Dr. Sky-Byte and clean up your act! Boulder: Whoa! Blades: *shakes and hides behind Heatwave* Optimus: *his eye twitches* FINE!! As you command, but I will NEVER forget this, High Tide! High Tide: Neither will I! *takes Sky-Byte's hand* NOW LEAVE!! Servo: *growls at Optimus* Optimus: Rescue Bots! We're leaving! Blades: Why do we have to- Heatwave: Just do as he says right now before he kills someone, Blades *he whispers as Optimus activates a groundbridge* Optimus: *walks through looking angry and hurt at the same time while the Rescue Bots follow him* I've lot another good bot to the controversy....

THE END

[claydough61]

[hornblower-diary]

I am reading a biography about Edward Pellew (Commander by Stephen Taylor) and what can I say: He's was so amazing!

[realmoftheacornking]

AHOY!

[higherentity]

[ltwilliammowett]

A beautiful piece of history

[professional-yearner]

Steel is coming back. No stopping it. He is approaching as we speak.

[manasastuff-blog]

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[boltlightning]

james norrington + being a royal bitch (inspiration)

[dutchmn007]

Dive In, Caving Out On the Far Side of the World; CDR John B. Lipinski, ...