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princess-of-thieves-id · 4 months

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"So, were you just flirting with me back there in order to annoy Noar?" Trying to figure out what Inara had been doing had been driving Arik insane since she sat directly on his lap; and now he finally had her alone in their cabin again, so he wasn’t wasting time in finding out the truth. Until the thought had occurred to him, he had not realized how much it would bother him if she did. After the night they’d had before, he hoped that she was honestly attracted to him and wanted to be with him; and not just to piss off Diyan.

"What?" Inara turned quickly from where she was hanging up the shirts Noar had given her, her eyes narrowing as her brows drew closer together. Why would he ask that? She had thought they had both felt the same attraction and pull the night before. Had it been only her? When she saw the look on Arik’s face, she threw the hanger and shirts on the bed and crossed the room to him. It was clear to her that she had not been the only one to feel things, but that he was as unsure of everything as she was, and at least she could put his mind at ease. That he was unsure helped her to feel better. "No, Arik, it wasn’t just to piss him off! Did you really think that?" There was a slight look of hurt on her face, and it could also be heard in her voice as her eyes searched his face. He always wore a mask to hide his emotions but there were tells that she had started to notice on their journey to the vessel and now that they were on it.

"I needed to know. I didn’t want to assume and be wrong." He swallowed and his eyes wouldn't quite meet hers now. Clearing his throat, he continued, "As amusing as it was to watch you two trying to one up each other, I was hoping you'd win and there would be no dinner. I wanted you bringing me up, to be because you wanted to be with me, and not just because it made him grind his teeth every time you did." He shrugged and finally met her gaze, obviously somewhat uncomfortable.

"Are you jealous?" Inara’s head tilted and her brows drew together. She took a small step closer to him so that their bodies brushed against one another and her hands gently laid on his chest, where she could feel his thundering heartbeat. "Arik, I was trying to avoid it. You ARE the man I’d rather spend the evening with." He was one of the few men who had never treated her like a Princess, but an equal. The night before he hadn’t laughed at her nightmare, but instead made her feel safe without making her feel less. He had promised to keep her safe, and she definitely did feel that way with him.

"I know. And you looked at me more than once to help get you out of it." He leaned his head forward till their foreheads touched, his breathing deepening as he felt the need to be in contact her becoming like an ache in him.. "I wanted to, gods I did. Especially after how you reacted when I first entered the room." One of his hands gently caressed the side of her face, the other lightly resting on the small of her back. "Noar doesn't give up if he wants something. I knew stepping in would make it worse. That doesn't mean I like it, so yeah," he shrugged with an annoyed look that he had to admit it, "I'm jealous. I’d rather you be wearing my shirt and having dinner with me."

"Arik…" Her eyes softened as she looked at him, his emotions that had been impossible to read earlier now plain before her. He was feeling similar towards her as she was him. "As soon as dinner is over, I'll be with you."

"I'll still be jealous of the bastard the whole time." His lips twitched up into a smirk. "It might make it up to me if we had a repeat of last night, just without the nightmare." Why did he feel so nervous with her? She was confirming she wanted to be with him too. He’s held Princesses in his arms before, hell, he’d even taken a few to his bed. None of the women he’d entertained in the past were like Inara though, not in any way. She was special in so many ways, and it scared him a little.

"I think that can totally be arranged." Inara smiled and tipped her head back so their noses softly ran along one another before her lips brushed his. There was a tingle as they did that made her sigh at the feeling. His body was hardened muscle, honed from training and work, but his touch and his lips were soft. It made her want to melt against him. She had to be losing her mind.

"What's happening between us, Inara?" Arik felt like he could drown in her without a desire for returning to the surface for air of his previous life. She was perfect to him, especially that she was not like any female he’d ever met. Whatever it was, he didn't want it to end. He didn’t want to lose her to Diayn.

"I think that the Princess is falling for her valiant knight." She felt his arm around her tighten, but her eyes never left his dark ones that she was becoming ever more fond of gazing into. Inara knew it. She felt it.

"He promises to catch her." Arik's chest felt tight, like he couldn't breathe, and his voice was low and deep. Inara wasn't the only one falling. "As long as she promises to do the same for him."

Inara’s heart was thundering. The man that a little over forty-eight hours ago was helping her escape from a wedding she didn't want was now the man she did. "Always." It felt surreal, but she knew that fate and destiny had a way of doing that. She'd heard the tales from the seers and oracles to the Royal Court since she was a child of those who were chosen by the gods, but always considered them fairy tales.

For his part Arik was trying not to let doubt defeat him. Living your life in Diyan’s shadow wasn't easy. They were on even footing now and to have Inara still wanting him made her even more precious than she had been before. Slowly he pulled her tighter to him, his fingers getting lost in her hair slightly before his lips found hers and he lost himself in their kiss.

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kawaiistarfishbeliever · 4 months

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#Rebecca “Revy” Lee #Revy Lee #dual modified beretta 92fs [stainless steel]#Gunslinger #seinen #Season 1 #Black Lagoon #Rei Hiroe #Madhouse Studio #Anime and Manga #Rock Okajima #Rokurou Okajima #Modern pirates #Bao #Vietnamese #Yellow flag bar

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ashitakaxsan · 3 months

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Revy Within Chinatown (Wallpaper Edit)

Not mine wallpaper,it's made by Reddit user oraclemirai3000.I got his permission to share it,on my blog. Enjoy it:)

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killerprotector · 4 months

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If anybody has the Google docs links to either the twilight movie series or any studio ghibli movie would you mind sending them to me? Dm me please I’m trying to build up my comfort movie collection on my computer because these movies keep getting either deleted from platforms or locked behind paywalls and I just can’t do it…

#google docs #movie links #modern pirate problems #modern pirates #twilight #twilight breaking dawn #twilight new moon #studio ghibli #ponyo #spirited away #princess mononoke #any movies you’ve got send them my way please #comfort movies #google docs movies

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luckynightkryptonite · 2 years

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The Gunslinger and The Assassin, Professional rivals.

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hadesfucks · 1 year

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Pirates are only associated with flintlock pistols because that’s the weapon of the time period! If you’re gonna have modern pirates give them modern weapons! Those fuckers wanna kill efficiently! You can’t tell me they wouldn’t have like one (1) Uzi

#cw gun #cw gun mention #tw gun mention #pirates #modern pirates #flintlock pistols

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if-you-fan-a-fire · 1 year

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"PIRATES DRIVEN ASHORE IN YACHT," Vancouver Sun. November 15, 1912. Page 3. --- Makura Brings News of Daring Attempt of Five Men to Make for Solomons. ---- STORM PREVENTS ESCAPE ---- After Stealing Supplies and Craft Gale Sends Them Into Arms of the Police. ---- Five pirates were captured near Brisbane through being driven ashore in a storm just when they had made plans for a successful escape with a stolen forty-two-foot yawl, with which they intended going to the Solomon islands, according to advices brought on the Canadian-Australian liner Makura, which arrived at Vancouver this week. The men were caught by the police a couple of days before the Makura left Sydney.

The pirates began stealing stores and firearms in Brisbane from different merchants and after securing what they needed for a long cruise stole an automobile. In the latter they conveyed their loot to the auxiliary yawl, Dora, owned by Mr. John McTaggart, and moored in Brisbane harbor. Hastily cutting loose from the moorings the five freebooters sailed out to the open sea, but their piratical cruise did not last much over a day.

Had Read "Treasure Island." The barometer had dropped shortly after the signal station at Cape Moreton had reported the craft was passing out to sea and thereafter a gale began to blow directly on shore. It is reported that the pirates, who had secured a good store of rum from one merchant, were singing as they passed the cape, their ditty being the famous pirate song and chorus:

"Fifteen men on a dead man's chest; Yo ho, and a bottle of rum. Drink and the devil have done for the rest Yo ho, and a bottle of rum."

The quintette could not have sung for very long, however, as they were soon at their wits' end trying to keep the craft from being driven ashore.

One of the number had recently lived in the Solomon islands and had fired the imagination of the rest with stories of restful realms under palms. The all knew that no regular steamer would leave Australia for the islands inside of a month and they had planned well. The rough weather which had set in, however, proved too much for the small yacht, which was beaten back to the coast.

The owners of the yacht, the automobile and the stolen goods, accompanied by a number of police, set out to capture the boat and men. While one party went by rail along the shore line the rest chartered the steamer Albatross and set out in pursuit. The chase did not last long, however, as the five men were driven ashore near a lighthouse.

They told conflicting stories to the lighthouse keeper, who detained them until the police arrived and took them back to Brisbane to jail. The suspicions of the lighthouse keeper had been aroused by seeing the name of the stranded yacht painted out, and although he knew nothing of the piracy the delay he caused them gave the shore patrol its chance to find the men.

#brisbane #ocean liner #piracy #escape attempt #solomon islands #australian history #stolen boat #modern pirates #history of crime and punishment

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hamletthedane · 10 months

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#i am the very model of a modern major general #opera #shut up e #genius is never recognized in its time etc etc #pirates of penzance

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neonrockingvisuals · 1 year

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It´s been a while since I posted some art around here, so I decided it was time to show you guys something I´ve been working on with the awesome guys of NRGComics and their great set of stories and characters. These are a sexy group of futuristic anti-heroes from the Rogue Waves Pirates comic book ( which btw, I´ve doing some really cool comicbook pages ). What I like the most about them is that they remind me of the 90´s Saturday morning cartoons and I loved them back then when I was a kid, so it´s been a total pleasure to draw them. Don´t forget to post some comments and let me know what you think guys!

#roguewavepirates #rogue wave pirates #pirates #modern pirates #waves #comic characters

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thebluelagooncompany-567 · 6 months

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koobiie · 1 year

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i just know sanji would go crazy for ratatouille i know this 100% for a fact

bonus sanji singing la festin :-]

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princess-of-thieves-id · 2 months

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It's time for the dinner between Diyan and Inara, it seems everyone's nerves are a bit...on edge...

"Well?" Inara turned in a circle in front of Arik once she had gotten dressed, she had a nervous smile that reflected the tone of her voice. She'd showered and pulled her hair back in a low ponytail, then gotten dressed in the shirts she'd been given. It was far from the dresses she’d worn in the palace, but she didn’t think that she looked too bad. That didn’t mean that she didn’t want Arik to tell her she looked nice. His opinion was the one that mattered to her.

"Truth?" He asked from where he was sitting on the bed with his outstretched legs crossed. Instantly her smile disappeared as she nodded, his voice hadn’t sounded positive. "Shouldn’t you worry about what Noar thinks?" His mouth had worked before his brain did, and he instantly closed his eyes and hated himself when the look of hurt was awash over her face. They has already covered everything and he was fucking it up, because he was jealous and hated the entire situation that was taking place.

Clenching his jaw, Arik got off the bed and walked over to her. When her eyes didn't raise to meet his, he was gutted by his own stupidity. He hadn’t meant to hurt her, but he had because he couldn’t contain his own emotions regarding what Diyan was doing. "Inara, the truth is, I'm jealous. You look sexy, and whether you intend for it to be for him or not, it is."

He took her chin between his thumb and two fingers to raise her face to look at him. The unshed tears in her eyes only added to the guilt that he felt. "I said I was jealous earlier, but I'm even more so now that I get to see how you’re going to look for that dinner." He stepped a little closer to her, placing a hand on the small of her back. "My only consolation is you're still mine after dinner. At least I hope I haven't ruined that." His head slowly dropped to bring their lips together ever so softly. Each kiss was savored, each touch relished, he would keep them all fresh in his memory during his time on the bridge. Moreso, he would be looking forward to all of the ones that would take place afterwards, not to mention being able to hold her in his arms for the night.

Inara couldn't help being a little relieved that Arik disliked this as much as she did. The feel of his lips on hers, with that brush of day old stubble he liked to keep, sent chills across her skin. There was just something about the feel of their bodies pressed together, along with his kisses that were always sensual and soft that made her melt. And if he kept kissing her like that, it would help her get through it. "Yes, I'll still be all yours afterwards. He's just borrowing me for a couple hours since it's clear his personality is the reason he's single." Her arms were around his waist and she gazed up at Arik affectionately. How had this man remained single? One look from Arik’s dark eyes and she felt like she wanted to melt into his arms. She’d started to feel that way once she could get a good look at him, in the hold of the ship. Maybe she just had a thing for valiant knights?

It took all of Arik’s strength of composure from serving in the Royal Court for him not to laugh uproariously. Once more he was finding certain parts of the situation hilarious. The reason Diyan was single was because he had been intended to marry Inara, herself. While they'd both run from the wedding to the other, only Diyan was now pursuing Inara. She still wanted nothing to do with him, and it was Diyan’s own fault this time. Diyan would be humiliated and horrified to know the whole situation, which Arik wouldn't do to him, for more than a few reasons. It didn’t mean that Arik couldn’t find the whole situation humorous and ironic secretly. There was also a sense of satisfaction that Inara would once more be in HIS arms at the end of the night.

"If I must share my beautiful Princess, I will make the sacrifice for a short time. Just try to have a good time. He can be a little bit of an ass, but he's not a bad person." Arik kissed the tip of her nose as he pulled her closer. "You're safe with him, even if annoyed." His forehead came to rest against hers as he gazed down into her eyes. She owned him and she didn’t even know it. He doubted even if she did that she would use the power over him. Of all of the Princesses that he’d met while serving alongside Diyan, Inara was definitely an enigma, and that is what drew him so deeply to her. That she looked at him like he was the one that was the Prince and hero only made her more special to him.

A knock came at the door. Time for Arik to go up to the bridge for a while. "See you soon." He kissed her softly, winked, and headed out. He would be counting the minutes till her date with Diyan was over.

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"Is she ready?" Diyan asked when Arik stepped up on the bridge.

"Yes. And she looks lovely. Be nice, she's nervous." Arik was trying not to grind his teeth. Once more Diyan was going to try to seduce a woman that Arik had realized that he was in love with. It was not the first time Diyan would try and seduce a woman Arik had feelings for, but this time was different. The feelings were different. Inara was different.

"How far will not get me hit?" Diyan asked suddenly, catching Arik off guard.

"Excuse me?" What the actual fuck was Diyan asking and why did he suddenly was to hit him FOR asking? Did he really want to know what he could do with Inara that wouldn’t upset Arik? Seriously? So he DID know Arik cared for Inara and yet was going ahead with this dinner anyway, AND he wanted to know what he could do and not get hit for it. So much for being brothers and best friends it seemed.

"At what point is she going to slap me? And at what point are you going to try to break my jaw?" Diyan’s brows rose as he looked at his old friend. He still had no clue what their relationship was, and he preferred not to have a repeat of the previous interactions. He did however want to seduce the alluring Renisa into his bed for at least the duration of this voyage, and maybe for the foreseeable future. She was beautiful, smart, had a backbone, and could hold her own, these were all things he craved.

"I won't speak for her. However," Arik looked at the floor for a second before his eyes met Diyan’s again with a change in them making him appear much more threatening, "don't make her cry, upset, have to run from you, or slap you and I won't hit you. I trust her. She trusts me. I will know if something happens." There was something dark and sinister about his grin that made Diyan clear his throat once Arik had stopped speaking. He was on the cusp of breaking a cheekbone if not his jaw currently.

That spoke loud and clear. "I intend to avoid all of those." Diyan nodded towards Arik. "You are awfully protective of her, Arik."

"I am." Arik replied evenly. "I care about her, and she about me. She's been through a lot, and I won’t have that added to. I have promised more than once to always keep her safe. The more important she becomes to me, the more that promise means to me. And she is quite impotant."

"But there's nothing officially? You’re not engaged, or otherwise committed?" Diyan wanted to be clear. No intended status, no betrothal, and he already knew no marriage.

"Not yet. Yet." Arik wouldn't pull punches with him. They'd known each other too long. "I assume you will try to change her mind about the possibility of there ever being. As I said, we care deeply about one another, Diyan, and we are progressing. I trust her to do the right thing in regards to our relationship." What he wasn’t going to be able to do much longer was control his temper. Maybe he'd never realized how entitled Diyan was before. Arik couldn't imagine asking the same things of Diyan that he was asking currently, if the roles were reversed.

"It's just dinner. She seems to have made that clear." And Diyan couldn't help but show his annoyance at this. There was a bite to his words, making them clipped and short.

"What the fuck did you expect?" Now there was an edge to Arik's voice, his jaw tightening, and the volume of his words rising slightly; he saw Diyan’s eyes widen from it. "We got on this boat together. There was something starting even then, a binding trust, and we've only grown closer since. Did you expect her to just tell me to fuck off, to be with you? I’m not sure whether that idea is an insult to me or her more. Maybe you should think on it as well. She tried to make it clear last night that she didn’t even want the dinner, but of course you don’t care what anyone else wants, because YOU want her, regardless of whether she’s with me or not. Go to your fucking dinner." Arik’s arms crossed over his chest as he stared at Diyan with a highly irritated look. There was a tick starting in his jar and his molars were grinding.

"Arik…no…that’s not what…" Diyan sighed. He was going to end up with both of them pissed soon. It was coming out wrong or something.

"Really? Have you listened to yourself? I get it, we joked last night about things that we shouldn’t have, but I was NOT serious. I've felt guilty ever since and you're asking now how serious we are and how far you can go with her. What the fuck? I TRUST HER. That is how serious things are." Arik was actually becoming hurt, which in turn pissed him off. The more he thought about it, the worse he felt. He was really looking forward to Diyan returning to the bridge after this dinner so he could go down and relax, because there would be no doing so till it was over.

"Damn it, I don't know what to say. Maybe it's because she has no interest in me, hell can barely stand me. There's just something pulling me towards her. I was trying to avoid this right here, but I failed." Diyan sighed and ran a hand over his face. "I'm not trying to steal her from you."

"You should go, NOW." Arik was done with the conversation. He was about to lose his temper, which he didn't want to do. Inara already did not want this dinner, Diyan arriving with a black eye wouldn’t help.

"Alright, we'll talk later." Diyan sighed and headed off to get ready.

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