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mccallhero · 4 months
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favourite ouat scenes: 18/?
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What was going on in deckhand Hook’s head:
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(this is list is also all the possible answers on my which killian is your soulmate uquiz! feel free to take that and see if your results match up with what you vote for!)
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dailyadventureprompts · 6 months
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Adventure: In the Garden of the Wyrm
The castle at Lillyford has sat foreboding and overgrown for generations, the lair of a serpentine dragon who's laid claim to it's sprawling gardens and the river it overlooks. None so far have been brave or strong enough to oust the beast, but perhaps you and your foolish friends are lucky enough to make up the difference.
Hooks:
Most people know well enough to avoid the land surrounding the verdant castle, not only because of the dragon but because of the strange and hostile plant life that's said to thrive in its corrupting presence. A low level party in the region may be contracted to help uproot an invasive patch of poisonous blooms or predatory vines, a teaser for what's to come once they set their sights on the dragon's own garden.
The river traders have had enough. For decades they paid tribute to the dragon to avoid it plundering their barges and still had to deal with it plucking cargo and deckhands into the water whenever it got bored. They're willing to pay, and pay well, for a group of hunters to go in and gut the beast, and will even use their influence to support whoever does it taking ownership of the keep.
Alternatively, have the party enter the scene a few weeks after the hunters failed to kill the dragon, having given up their employers before they were eaten sending the dragon marauding through the waterways looking for revenge. All water traffic throughout the region has stopped as the traders and ferryfolk have gone into hiding, throwing the local economy into chaos.
Someone very important is sick and the hard to find cure just so happens to be a plant known to have been growing in the Lillyford gardens before the dragon arrived. While a frontal assault is out of the question, they could sneak in to pluck it from among the dragon's hoarded horticulture. Surely it won't notice a single missing specimen, right? ..... Right?
The Fortress was once known far and wide for its gardens, cultivated by generations of lords and ladies who traced their lineage back to a questing knight, who earned their station by presenting their liege with a flower obtained from the realm beyond the sunrise.  The seeds of that flower became the first planted in the castle’s garden, and began a collection of exotic blooms that the family expanded on throughout the decades. 
All wonders attract admirers, and among the lovers, herbalists, poets, and perfumers, the one who most admired the gardens of Lillyford was a dragon by the name of Pyrithi, who one day emerged from the river and presented himself at the castle gate, demanding that the owner of Lillyford surrender the keep and all its contents to him. When the owner and their men fought back, Pyrithi unleashed a foul breath which sickened their lungs and corroded their armour. Pyrithi did the same to the door of the keep, and threatened worse to those still inside, using the fallen and debilitated protectors as hostages.  
Since that day none but the dragon have set foot in Lillyford, who has supplemented the original gardens with several species of poisonous and/or maneating plants. Should some brave heroes manage to slay the wyrm, they will not only have the thanks of the now-exiled nobles of Lillyford, but also the fame granted to those who protected the keep’s heroic legacy. 
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blueoranberryy · 17 days
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Harpoon Hybrid - CSM oc
(Edit: Name change, 16/04/24.)
Second oc!! (One of my favs<3)
His name is Botan Kawase!! (Affectionately shortened to Bo!!!) I forgot to put in on the ref but he's 5'4 ft (around 163 cm)
Outfits: Public Safety uniform, Fourth East gakuran and deckhand port cloth.
Tap for more info and a few doodles of him!!
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🎣— Character details!!
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(He/Him pronouns for Botan!!)
⚠️Warning:—Manipulation mentions (Makima), badly drawn blood on the last pic.
Botan is calm, polite and keeps an stoic facade (which Yoshida breaks easily.) most of the time, school and work equally. He's socially awkward and tends to avoid conversations by giving small talk, answering with just a "yes", a nod, a "no" or a head shake. After what happened in his hometown, Yazui, in addition to the fact that he is now in a profession where people could die for just be around him, he is not very interested in making friends, still the harpoon can't help but get attached to certain people around him. Botan is still a teenager (17 or 18 y/o.)
He is the Harpoon Hybrid, he prefers not to talk about how he merged with the devil. But the encounter happened a few months before the Yazui port staff found him,
Botan is currently working for Public Safety, deciding to stay after being freed from Makima's control in the Control Devil Arc; now member of Special Division 7
He used to be a deckhand in Yaizu's city port, Shizuoka prefecture, being hired as a private devil hunter by the port staff and crew when they found him, he had killed the Sea Urchin Devil near the installations in his hybrid form. He was offered a home, water, food and other basic needs in exchange for being, so to speak, security against devils who attacked the port, staff, prevented any process or exit of the boats¿ He formed a bond with most of the tribulation members and saw some of them as father/mother figures and family.
Public Safety learned of his existence through a staff error and immediately took him away, laying off some staff members. Makima being Makima, pulled some strings to have the harpoon hybrid transferred to Tokyo to be a member of Special Division 5 along the rest of the weapons. Botan was easy prey for Makima, he felt extremely guilty for getting some of the crew fired and she offered him comfort through a false façade of a mother figure. (Just as a small clarification, Botan never had romantic feelings towards Makima, he saw her more as a mother and wanted to protect her during his brainwash.)
The Harpoon now with free will really saw no point in trying to return to Yazui, he felt sorry and guilty and it just didn't feel right for him to return. With no better alternative, he stayed at Public Safety and began renting an apartment in Tokyo with his salary; still wears one of the port's hooks as a bracelet along with keeping some photos and shells from his time still in Shizuoka, a few decorate his apartment along other sea themed objects.
Botan was assigned as Yoshida's partner, Denji's bodyguard, and was ordered by his superior to harpoon out the chainsaw hybrid's heart if he at any time disobeyed orders or lost control.
🎣— First meeting!! (oc x canon)
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With a new job and a new mission to protect a certain blonde boy, of course this was not going to be a job just for the Harpoon. Botan was quiet and quite upright with Yoshida at first, he limited himself to only talking about the mission even though Yoshida wanted to know more and was curious about the hybrid. Hirofumi of course insisted in getting to know each other better and ended up dragging reluctantly the harpoon to a Cafe so they could talk more comfortably unlike the PS building which air conditioner probably never goes off in 24/7, they had a few drinks and desserts together and suddenly Botan was starting to think this guy is maybe not that bad as he initially looked.
Botan thought Yoshida was kind of weird at first (and still kind of does) but he has developed admiration towards his professionalism and totally grown a camaraderie like for him.
No, he's not going to elaborate about what he thinks about Yoshida, nothing further than a "He does a good job."
He knows he's pretty you don't need to tell him, man literally sees him daily, no, he's not going to admit he thinks he's pretty.
Botan makes sure to assist Yoshida whenever he gets hurt in missions, even if it's just a small scratch that not even himself had noticed until the hybrid pointed out.
At some point Botan called him Hirofumi instead of Yoshida and apologized quickly but a smile and a "It's fine, you can call me Hirofumi" with a rather warmer tone than usual from the eerie boy was enough for the harpoon to start using his name on him always. No, he didn't get home happy that day, "The pollen in the air tickles my nose." and he was smiling more than usual that day... "Hm? We're not in spring yet? Uh, how strange then." and he shrugged.
🎣— Hybrid form!!
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Botan possesses a small gun trigger on his upper back which he usually covers with his hair which, forgive the redundancy, triggers his hybrid transformation by being pulled. (May change this in the future)
In this appearance his head is replaced by an harpoon gun or canyon that he can shoot along the harpoons attached to his arms by pointing with his index finger, he also can also simply detach the harpoons to throw them in more traditional way or use them in melee combat just like the Spear Hybrid.
The ropes tied to the harpoons are useful for him to make the weapons return to him, the ropes are infinite and don't really have a limit to stop stretching but they can be rip by a blunt weapon or sharp object.
If Botan losses any of his harpoons under any circumstance he can simply generate/create them again to replace the ones he lost, the harpoons are sharp enough to pierce through a Sperm whale and a Blue whale easily.
The harpoon hybrid accuracy allows him to hit targets easily and freely even if they're hundreds of meters away from him.
He possesses as well the other same abilities than the rest of The Weapons have as: Augmented body, healing by blood consumption and nigh-immortality.
Botan tries to perfect his handling of weapons such as: the poleaxe, the fauchard, the glaive and firearms in general to avoid depending from his hybrid form, in a way aspiring to be like Quanxi.
That's all for now!! I'll try to bring more of him and my others ocs soon!! :3
Thanks for reading! —★
🎣—"The seas raised me, a ship cradled me and the seagulls lulled me to sleep."
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lullabyes22-blog · 2 months
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Snippet - Worth A Try - Mal de Mer
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Silco is a shameless opportunist.
Mal de Mer on AO3
Mild NSFW
"You'll be the sun tomorrow," he breathes. "You always are."
 "Silco..."
"It's true." His mouth is a scald; love-biting a path of embers down the curve of her throat. "Even now, when it's night, and I can't see the sky. Even then, I know you're still there."
Mel shivers. She can't stop her body from flowing into the embrace. Can't stop the small moan rising in her throat, or the palm lifting to thread its fingers into his hair. Can't stop her other hand, the one that had been so sure on the railing, from sleeking down the front of his waistcoat to hook shakily into the waistband of his trousers. 
She can't stop anything, she realizes: her body has already chosen.
And the rest of her: doomed to follow suit.
"Come with me," he rasps. "I've a room belowdeck."
"The guests—"
"Too busy getting high. Or getting themselves off." 
"But—"
"There is a bed, petal. It has fresh sheets. Goosedown pillows. A silk duvet." His thumb smooths her brow, sweeping a wayward curl from her face. "Unless you'd rather have them bear witness."
Mel's face heats. She'd forgotten her guests are only a glass away. All their carousing, and curses, and calls. Through the parallelogram of light spilling from the doorway, she glimpses their hazy silhouettes. Someone has put an old Jazz record on the phonograph.  Cevila is doing an exuberant reel with Kolt. Hector is slumped, chin-deep, in an empty dish of macarons. Garlen has hauled a pretty girl—one of the deckhands—onto his lap. His mouth, smeared in the rouge from her lipstick, is open with laughter at something she's whispering in his ear. The Dennings, behind their curtains, are still tangled in a love-knot. But the chaise is rocking in an unmistakable percussive rhythm.
Mel's burn deepens. "I'm not having my guests walk in on us."
"And I've no interest in giving them a show." His smile, a wicked scythe, cuts against her skin. "Unless I charge per head."
Mel's tongue touches her top lip. She can still taste him, and the promise of more. Her body, fuddled by desire, is throbbing with a dull insistence. Her headache is far-off. The fatigue, too, has melted into one long exhalation of release that is its own build-up of tension.
He is so close their foreheads touch. Her eyelashes, damp, catch on his skin as she shakes her head.
"No."
"No?"
"Not here." Her eyes lift to his. "And not on the ship."
"Then where?"
"In the villa. In the master suite. I want a proper honeymoon. Everything I planned for, before you derailed my life." Her voice trembles; her fingers tighten on his waistband, tugging him closer. "I want you to carry me over the threshold. I want to wake up in the morning and find you next to me. I want a breakfast tray in bed, and a day spent lazing on the beach. I want the sun in my hair, and sand between my toes, and you in the water, showing me that backstroke you're always bragging about. And in the evening, I want a candlelit supper. A long walk on the shore, as the stars come out. And after—" Her voice husks. "After, I want every last inch of you. With the door shut and the world outside. I want to know what 'us' means to you, and why I'm the one you chose. I want it all. Everything."
His face is still. Only his eyes—their pupils blown wide, one haloed in pure green, the other ringed by a rim of fire—give him away.
"A fortnight," he says.
"Yes."
"In the villa."
"Yes."
"With the door shut."
"Yes."
"Romance, and the sea, and the stars."
"Yes."
His fingers are threading her curls. The rhythm of his breath is a steady metronome. But his heartbeat, she can feel, is climbing. "And me, every inch."
"Yes."
"Every. Inch."
"Yes, damn you." 
The hand, at the back of her neck, begins to knead: slow, languorous, and so very warm.  Mel’s resolve threatens to liquify completely. But there is a stubbornness to her that won't yield. It is the golden core that had kept her from falling at Jayce's feet, or letting Ambessa dictate the course of her life, or letting her bloodline shape the path of her city.
The stubbornness that, no matter how hard the world kicked her down, has always kept her standing.
That will not, ever, give up on what's hers.
"Yes," she repeats, tipping her chin, "to all of it. All the things we'd have, if not for all this." She gestures: the chaos within, and the chaos without. "Two weeks, and I'll have everything from you. I'll know your measure, as a husband. You will give me every iota of your attention, and more. And you will give it all willingly."
The corner of his scarred lip holds the barest upturn. "You drive a hard bargain."
"I am a Medarda."
"You are, indeed."  The kneading of his long fingers has become a long tender caress, from the juncture of her skull down the wings of shoulderblades to the dip of her spine, then up again. The touch is so lulling that Mel finds herself swaying to its rhythm. "But, Mel?"
"Mmm?"
"You could, at least, let me escort you belowdeck, and out of that dreadful damp tulle. I'll be the soul of propriety. And if, along the way, I manage to coax the rest of those knots out of your shoulders, you'll be a better woman for it. And I, a happier man."
A delicious ripple runs down her body, from the tips of her fingers to her toes. His timbre holds that distinctive gravel—smoke-charred and slow-rolling—that is a matchstrike to her senses. It is, she suspects, the tone he'd use to tempt the devil himself into sin.
But a Medarda is a harder sell.
"A generous offer." She steps back. "But no."
"No?"
"You'll have to plead your case with more ingenuity."
In the dark, his smile is a knife-flick of white. "It was worth a try."
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gale-heart · 9 months
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Character Profile ~ Ilyssae Galeheart
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(Art by @moonlitvesper )
~ The Basics ~
NAME: Ilyssae Galeheart
AGE: Night elven equivalent to a human’s early 20’s
BIRTHDAY: May 13
RACE: Shen’dralar Highborne
GENDER: Female ; cis (she/her)
SEXUALITY: Homoromantic (questioning bi but w/ a strong female preference)
MARITAL STATUS: Widowed
~ Physical Appearance ~
HAIR: White
EYES: Gold
HEIGHT: 6’ 4”
BUILD: Lean
DISTINGUISHING MARKS: Two thin scars slicing through her left temple and upper left lip, magical burn scars on her right palm and forearm
COMMON ACCESSORIES: A battered brown leather satchel, often carrying one or several spell books and notebooks by hand
FACE REFERENCE: Ha Ji-Won
~ Personal ~
PROFESSION: Mercantile deckhand, squallshaper, assistant navigator, disaster mage
HOBBIES: Traveling, reading, cooking, knife collecting, book binding, flying, stargazing, brawling, magical tinkering, learning new areas of magic
LANGUAGES: Common, Darnassian, Draenic (rough), Thalassian (rough), Orcish (even more rough)
RESIDENCE: A cabin aboard the Fiona’s Pride
BIRTHPLACE: Feralas
RELIGION: Non-denominational
PATRON DEITY: Undevoted, but developing an admiration for Aviana
FEARS: Confinement, being stripped of her magic, spiders, lions, portals (both casting and using), things with too many heads
~ Relationships ~
SPOUSE/PARTNER: Mythandos Starspire (deceased)
CHILDREN: None
PARENTS: Eseria Frostmantle (mother - alive, estranged); Arelorn Silverbough (father - deceased); Eoselle Gliderill (alive - legal guardian/mentor)
SIBLINGS: Thareldis Stormglade (alive - elder half brother); Kerrius Sagefeather (alive - fraternal twin brother)
OTHER RELATIVES: Lost to time; likely a surviving naga, high elf, or Nightborne relative somewhere
PETS: Three house cats, one frostsaber mount, one very angry betta fish, some less angry shrimp
~ Traits~
extroverted / introverted / in between
disorganized / organized / in between
close minded / open-minded / in between
calm / anxious / in between
disagreeable / agreeable / in between
cautious / reckless / in between
patient / impatient / in between
outspoken / reserved / in between
leader / follower / in between
empathetic / unemphatic / in between
optimistic / pessimistic / in between
traditional / modern / in between
hard-working / lazy / in between
cultured / un-cultured / in between
loyal / disloyal / unknown / in between
faithful / unfaithful / unknown / in between
~ Additional Information ~
SMOKING HABIT: never / tried but didn’t stick / sometimes / frequently / to excess
DRUGS: never / tried but didn’t stick / sometimes / frequently / to excess / Arcane magic is a hell of a drug
ALCOHOL: never / tried but didn’t stick /sometimes / frequently / to excess
~ RP Hooks ~
Shen’dralar: Ilyssae’s mother was never on fantastic terms with the other Eldre’thalas Highborne, and Ilyssae and her brother kept largely to themselves during those last couple centuries before Dire Maul was abandoned. That being said, some older Shen’dralar may remember seeing Ilyssae in passing, or have even suffered her presence when she was a petulant, brooding youth!
Field Research and Academia: Ilyssae went through a variety of teachers and learning institutions before finally clicking with her mentor Eoselle. Her magic studies these days are mostly independent, but she’s spent enough time in Stormwind, the Azuremyst isle, and Dalaran that fellow wizards and scholars might have worked with her on one thing or another however briefly!
Extended family: Naga, blood elves, high elves, Nightborne, or even the spidery fal’dorei—elves are kind of known for having evolved any which way in the aftermath of the Sundering, and Ilyssae’s family tree is full of holes after millennia of neglect. It’s entirely possible that she has a long-lost relative walking around in a different shape.
Fence-hopper: Although she is technically still an Alliance citizen, Ilyssae distanced herself from the kaldorei after the frosty reception her kind received post-Cataclysm (a decision she’s finally starting to second-guess) and is now working for a trading caravan crewed by oddballs and outcasts from both the Alliance and Horde. Maybe you’re one of her mixed-faction work acquaintances—or maybe you see her as a faction traitor and have a serious bone to pick with her.
Druid…?: Ever since coming back from the Shadowlands with golden eyes (and that’s a whole other story in itself), Ilyssae seems to have a new affinity for natural magic. However, she’s still stuck in the rigid thinking of a mage, so she’s always looking for Druids who have the patience and inclination to help her figure out this new side of her magic.
~ Out Of Character ~
IN-GAME: Ilyssae (formerly active on Wyrmrest Accord, mostly active on a private RP server these days)
OOC BLOG: @tired-space-crow (I follow back and send asks from here)
TIMEZONE: Mountain (MST)
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hannahhook7744 · 6 months
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The Storm Bringer (Information and History)
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PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION:
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LOCATION:
Dock of Arendelle (sometimes after d3),
Dock of Auardon (sometimes after d3),
Dock of Corona (sometimes after d3),
Dock of Neverland (sometimes after d3),
Dock of the Isle of the Lost (d1-d3).
OWNER(S):
Blackbeard (Captain)(Previously),
Hannah Hook (Captain)(Current),
René Montaudoin (Captain)(Previously).
WORKERS:
Aaron Bog (The Treasuer),
Abi Hun (Crewmate)(Former),
Alex Aoratos-Sinclair (Helmsman),
Amira Bint Aladdin Bin Cassim Al Hamed of Agrabah (Translator)(Future),
Anna Bog (The Lawyer),
Artemis Foundling (Junior),
Atlas Foundling (Junior)(Future),
Atticus Hook (Babysitter Crewmate)(Former),
Beau Foundling (Junior),
Clarice Foundling (Junior)(Future),
Craven Bog (Junior)(Future),
Credence Foundling (Junior),
D.E Anonymous (Anonymous Helper),
Darcy Aoratos (The Medic),
Darius Foundling (Junior),
Darren Foundling (Junior)(Future),
Derrick Red (Crewmate)(Former),
Eduardo Frollo (The Cooper),
Elara Foundling (Junior),
Evelyn de la Cruz (The Prison Guard),
Fiona Foundling (The Look Out),
Francesca Delgado (The Boatswain),
Genesis Flores (The Navigator),
Greyson Hook (Crewmate)(Former),
Gunner Harp (Back up Medic),
Harley Foundling (Junior),
Haul Bjorgman (The Deckhand and Translator)(Future),
Herlando Dancer (Back up Medic),
Hope Sid (The Entertainment and h.r. Representative),
Howiee Wolf (Guard),
Ian Hook (Crewmate)(Former),
Ike Bog (Junior)(Future),
Issac Cipher (Front Desk Attendant),
Isaac Olympian (Crewmate)(Former),
Isaac of Maldonia (Crewmate)(Former),
James Rourke (The Rigger),
Joey Starlights (Crewmate)(Former),
John Facilier (The Gunner),
Jolene Bog (Junior)(Future),
Josh de la Cruz (The Sailmaker),
Joy Foxworth (The Back Up, Back up Kid Wrangler)(Future),
Kailani ‘Clever’ Athanasiou (Storm Manager),
Lance Foundling (Junior)(Future),
Levi Giant (Junior),
Liberty Titan (The Backup Carpenter),
Luke Tremaine-Westergaard (1st Mate),
Luís Barbosa (The Carpenter),
Lysander Foundling (Junior),
Marcys Foundling (Junior),
Marinette Foundling (Junior),
Misty Del Rey-Silver (The Diver),
Morgan Hook (Crewmate)(Former),
Moxie Frankenstein-Van Helsing (Guard),
Nadia Foundling (Junior),
Nevin Hook (Crewmate)(Former),
Noah Aoratos (The Cabin Boy),
Noor Foundling (Junior),
Parker McLeach (The Powder Monkey),
Peachy Gothel (3rd Mate),
Prometheus Foundling (Junior)(Future),
Remi de Vil (4th Mate),
Rian Frankenstein-Van Helsing (The Trainer), 
River Le Beak (Crewmate),
Shan Bri (The Back up Kid Wrangler),
Shania Silver (The Kid Wrangler)(Former),
Shaun Fagin (Crewmate)(Former),
Skelebar Foundling (Junior)(Future),
Skia Aoratos (2nd Mate),
T.K Sykes (Crewmate)(Former),
Terrance Foundling (Junior),
Tiger Khan (Translator),
Tim Foundling (Junior)(Future),
Toby Foundling (Junior)(Future),
Tommy Wonderful (Junior),
Treycor Fae-Aoratos (The Quartermaster),
Tyson Foundling (Junior),
Willow Hawthorne (Junior).
VISITORS:
Captain Hook,
Ginny Gothel,
Hadie,
Harry Hook,
Mal,
Maleficent’s Goons,
Mama Hook,
The Gothel Twins,
The Smee Twins,
Zarina,
Etc. 
FINAL STATE:
Intact.
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"Creatures of the Night, Prepare to fight!"
THE CREW'S BATTLE CRY.
The Storm Bringer is the name of a pirate ship that Hannah Hook and her crew own.
It served as headquarters for the pirate crew and can be seen throughout the series 'The Marvelous Misadventures of Hannah Hook and Co.'
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Description:
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The Storm Bringer is an old pirate ship that Hannah Hook won and fixed up for her crew. Repurposing it as a safe house/boat/home for her crew and replacing the sails with three homemade sails that have a matching flag up on the crowsnest, a single red flag, and two additional crimson red flags.
Its walls are covered in artwork that she and her crew made as well as random treasures they have picked up over the years. 
The wood is mainly brown with hints of red in some places and it has many rooms that the crew share (some of these ‘rooms’ are just areas with curtains hanging up to separate them. 
It is one of the few ships on the isle that is almost fully intact and the shape its in has been described as ‘remarkable’ by the few older pirates that have stepped abroad since the ship came into Hannah Hook’s possession. 
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History:
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Hannah Hook acquired the Storm Bringer from it's pervious owner, Blackbeard, in a poker game that she bested him at when she was 6.
In that game, she not only gained a ship but two new enemies (Blackbeard and his son, Barnaby) and the respect of the elder pirates on the isle.
Her first three crew members were Luke Tremaine-Westergaard and Skia Aoratos (her 1st and 2nd mate respectively) and River Le Beak (who decided to just be a crewmate) who helped her build her crew and repair the ship.
They ended up renaming the ship 'The Storm Bringer' and replacing it's old sails with ones they made themselves before tossing the ones in the storage closet.
And over the years, Hannah and her crew ended up redecorating the ship to make it feel more like home. Using art pieces they each made, rewards they'd received, and random treasures they had found to do so.
They even added on to the ship, making more rooms and making it look more intimidating and wild in the process.
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(Old Design):
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(New Design):
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(Storm Bringer Contract):
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(Storm Bringer Crew Tattoo):
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(Crew Tryouts Poster):
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1942 04 18 Early launch - James Dietz
Doolittle's RaidersOne of the most daring aviation exploits of the Second World War took place on the 18th of April 1942. Led by Lt. Colonel James H. "Jimmy" Doolittle, sixteen Army B-25s took off from the crowded deck of the U.S.S. Hornet and headed for their targets in Japan.This guts-and-glory mission was the culmination of four months of planning, hard work and training for the 90 volunteer crewmembers that would fly the extremely dangerous mission. It was designed not just to strike at the heart of Japan, but to bolster the sagging morale of the United States in the dark early months of World War II. It would also force Japan to reconsider its defense of the empire and lead its military into its first strategic mistake, the decision to take Midway.Assisted by Naval experts, principally Lt. Henry Miller, the "Army Crows," as they were called, started practicing carrier deck take-offs in March 1942, with their medium bombers at Elgin Field in Florida. They would need all the practice they could get. It would be the first time such large bombers would be launched from a Navy carrier on a combat mission. By the end of the month, they were ready and flew cross-country to hook up with the Navy task force waiting for them in Alameda, California.On April 1, the aircraft carried U.S.S. Hornet had been loaded with the bombers and set sail from its berth to meet the rest of its task force in the Pacific. During the next tension-filled days its proceeded to the desired launch site for the Army bombers, and for the next seventeen days, the task force sailed deep into the Japanese controlled waters.The bombers were to be launched late in the day on the 18th, close enough to Japan that they could continue east and conduct emergency landings on makeshift airfields set up for them in China. Unfortunately fate had other plans.A Japanese picket vessel sighted the task force at 7:38 a.m. Although this ship was eventually sunk by Navy gunfire, it was decided to quickly launch the Army Raiders and get the carrier task force out of harm's way, even though they were well short of their desired launch point.The B-25s had been "spotted" on the stern of the Hornet, to give them the longest possible distance for the deck launch. Frantic last minute preparations were made including additions to armament, topping off gasoline tanks and giving out extra fuel cans in hopes of making up for the additional distance they would have to fly. Navigators reviewed their maps to make the necessary adjustments in their flight plans, while pilots and co-pilots worried about their first actual carried takeoff with fully loaded B-25s.In Early Launch, Colonel Doolittle and his co-pilot, Lieutenant Richard E. Cole, who were to be the first to take off, discuss last minute instructions with Lieutenant (U.S.N.) Edgar Osborne, who was to be Launch Officer for the take-off. Other Army personnel scramble to their planes while Navy deckhands man their assigned positions for launch.All the aircraft were successfully launched off the pitching deck of the Hornet and, despite some opposition in route, reached their targets. The Japanese cities of Tokyo, Yokohama, Nagoya, Osaka and Kobe were completely surprised by the sting of U.S. air power. The entire empire of Japan was shocked by the first of what was to become many U.S. bomber raids over its cities.The B-25s continued southeast to China where, late at night, the crews bailed out of the aircraft that were nearly out of gas. Two crews were captured by the Japanese and made to endure torture, imprisonment and death at the hands of their captors. One crew was interned in Russia, but the other crews, with heroic help from the Chinese, eventually found their way to Chungking. From there they were flown out of China and back to the United States.Many details of the raid had to be kept secret from the American people. Roosevelt even quipped that the bombers had been launched from Shangri-La, the mythical kingdom in Last Horizons. But news of the first bombing raid on Japan, even with minimal damage, was a tonic to all Americans, who were just getting over the shock and humiliation of the Japanese surprise attack on Pearl Harbor and subsequent losses all over the Pacific. It was as it to signal the changing tide. To paraphrase Winston Churchill, "It was not the Beginning of the End, but perhaps the End of the Beginning."
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mccallhero · 4 months
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favourite ouat scenes: 22/?
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thebirdandhersong · 7 months
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Centurion Rory and Deckhand Hook......... too good for this world
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donteattheappleshook · 10 months
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Happy Birthday @The-DarkDragonfly!!
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Happiest of birthdays @the-darkdragonfly ​ to one of my best friends! I’m so glad that the fandom brought us together and while your birthday fic isn’t finished, I thought it would share some of my favorite fics of YOURS! 
You are such a talented writer and such a wonderful person and if anyone hasn’t read these fics they are incorrect and need to fix it immediately)
This was very hard to narrow down because everything your write is perfect but I gave it my best shot! 
The Ripple Effect
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Of course I had to start with the fic that brought us together. This story, omg this story. Every time I read it I’m filled with an irrational anger at how unbelievably beautiful your prose is and what an ubelievable talent you have for creating atmosphere and building relationships between characters. The way you write this fic is magical, there’s no other word for it. It weaves through time and perspectives, dialogue and imagery and emotion and my heart just shatters every time I read about these two adorable broken idiots fixing each other and falling in love. And omg your little snippets of everyday life are so imaginative and hilarious and are so perfectly in character and somehow both incredibly specific and relatable. I could read a hundred million fics of just filler scenes (which I know you also have -Missing Moments)I will forever think of this fic when I watch the CS movie and wish that we’d gotten this instead. 
Tempest
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I hadn’t started this one when you were writing the first version but when you started on the rewrite omg I have jumped onboard and along for the ride the entire way with this adorable wonderful fic. I will say it now, I don’t usually like Captain Duckling but this story is so wonderfully written that you’ve managed to make me obsessed with your version of them. The dynamic between them is just beautiful and so honest and pure and they’re both just so. stupid. and I love them and will protect them with my whole heart. I adore the way that you don’t always give us all the moments of their relationship at once and just let us see it develop and then jump back and forth through time to give us scenes we’re already invested in and dying for. I love this fic and I’m fully aware that you’re gonna hurt me with it but I’m 100% here for it. And also - WILLIAM!!! My beautiful, sad, sassy, loveable William. I will never get enough of him and how you write him in this fic. He is the ultimate bestie and comic relief watching his mom and dad try to get their shit together and fall in love and I would die for him. 
The Wreck of our Hearts
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My birthday fic!!! This one is gonna be short because I get emotional just thinking about this story. You took my favorite Hook, Deckhand Hook, and mixed him with my other favorite, Silver Hook, and you’ve created a monster that no other Killian will ever live up to. Just an ultra sad broken man who still loves Emma so damn much and can I keep typing through my tears? I don’t know but I do know I’m gonna go reread through them. 
People, please, if you haven’t, go read it. If you have, go read it again. 
PS: If you ever wanted to revisit this universe or this character I’m not saying I’d be mad... 
Old Times' Sake - A Captain Swan Tale 
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I don’t care if it’s July. This Christmas fic can be read any damn time of the year and it will destroy me and put me back together again every time. You’ve done it again! Taken my sad broken little babies and put them together and made them whole. This story is SO short (seriously I had to go back and check the word count because I couldn’t believe it) but it somehow has such a rich backstory woven in for both Emma and Killian, both their families and their relationship and oh man you know I’m a sucker for “what do you mean, feelings? this is just boning (LIES)” and you did it so perfectly here. This wasn’t my Christmas present but I’ve decided to claim it as such because it’s my favorite Christmas fic of all time (again, a genre I don’t like that you’ve somehow managed to make me adore - very rude. stop doing that. but also don’t. ever.) 
Sill Love Songs
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You KNOW I had to end with this one right? My very own birthday fic and omg I will forever be grateful to have you in my life for writing me this fic (and many other reasons but the point stands). This story is Hilarious. Like I was giggling and laughing out loud throughout because, you guessed it, William Fucking Scarlet. All I asked for was CS's love story told in the POV of his inappropriate wedding toast and GIRL. You delivered. He’s so absolutely perfect in this story. His interactions with Killian make me die (when he propositions him in the kitchen I thought I would straight up perish) and his interactions with Emma are equally hilarious but also so so soft and beautiful underneath it all. I did not expect to be hit in the chest with a mactruck of emotion in what I expected to be an aptly named silly little fic but of course I should have because everything you write carries so many layers of human emotion and you’re characters are so REAL and beautiful and flawed in such a true to life way. I don’t know where or how you developped such an amazing talent or if you were just born with it but I will selfishly devour and demand more of everything that you write with it.
I’m also just saying that the sequel doesn’t HAVE to be a birthday fic... I have a 2/3rds birthday coming up in August..... 
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Happy birthday bestie!
Thank you so much for everything that you write and for being such an amazing person in my life. I hope you have a wonderful birthday long weekend and a fantastic year! 
And please add your tag list so they can all get a reminder of these amazing fics!
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piraterefrigerator · 10 months
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For the "Send me 10 characters and I will tell you who I would' meme:
Milah
Baby!Killian
Servitude!Killian
Navy!Killian
Pirate!Killian
Captain Hook
Deckhand Hook
Old Wish Hook
Detective Rogers
Wish Papa Hook
CATHERINE I DONT WANT TO HURT ANY OF THEM I LOVE THEM
Marry: ROGERS. WITHOUT A SHADOW OF A DOUBT 👰🏼
Drink tea with: Baby Killian. Little guy would throw great tea parties
Party with: Pirate Killian
Kiss: ABSOLUTELY WITHOUT A DOUBT MILAH
Go out on a date with: Deckhand hook. I feel like it would be awkward as FUCK bc just look at that little man but it'd be adorable.
Push down the stairs: Am I allowed to gently push someone down the stairs?? Like with love? If so navy Killian bc he's the least drunk and probably has the best sleep schedule and health so he'll be fine
Slap: I have to say old wish hook bc he doesn't go anywhere else. Sorry pal.
Invade the dreams of: Servitude Killian. I don't know why exactly I just think he's the best option for this
Take a nap with: Papa wish hook. That motherfucker is cuddly I just know it
Rob: Captain Hook. He's the only Killian with money
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Dungeon: The Fleetbreaker’s Bones
“More than three hundred years dead and rotting and it’s still going to kill us all. That’s dedication right there.”
-Tousu, hapless deckhand moments before a wreck
The remnants of this great kaiju turned fossil-reef has been swallowing up ships for centuries, a habit it’s not managed to break despite a great hero spearing it to a volcanic atoll and founding a prosperous kingdom over the territory it never would have ceded in life. Underwater lava flows create boiling mists and unstable weather patterns making sailing anywhere near the island a gamble. Ships lost in storms throughout the region seem invariably pulled towards the reef, leading many in villages along the coast to speculate that not even death can sate the great beast’s hunger.
In more recent years a ramshackle band of corsairs has decided to make the Reef their home, having suffered a disastrous defeat while raiding the mainland and needing somewhere, no matter how inhospitable, to regroup.  The Fleetbreaker ironically provided the perfect safe harbour, close enough to the trading lanes to raid, far enough out of anyone’s way and into unfriendly waters that reprisal was unlikely. They’ve had such success that they’ve been able to cobble together dwellings and fortifications across the reef, as well as a knocked together shipyard in the sheltered caverns that were one the kaiju’s belly.
Adventure Hooks:
The Fleetbreaker Pirates have managed to chart the rhythm of the atoll’s seemingly unpredictable weather, following in the wake of storms like scavengers after a bloodthirsty predator. With the party’s vessel having barely survived the night battling a sulfurous smelling gale, they’ll have to act quickly as first light and the hope that comes with it is dashed by the appearance of enemy vessels on the horizon.
Captured at sea (or perhaps after having one too many rounds of grog while in port) the party find themselves clapped in irons, stripped of their gear, and locked in a series of muggy stone cells. The Fleetbreakers deal in slaves as well as plundered goods, and it’s only a matter of weeks or maybe even days before their buyer shows up to trade in flesh. They have to escape, but how? Sneak out just their friends and disguise themselves on an enemy ship? Break out the other innocents and risk detection?
There are many sections of the great fossil reef where the pirates do not go, tidal warrens inhabited by skittering things made monstrous by generations of feeding off kaiju flesh, boiling caverns where lava vents glow just beneith the surface of the water and odd shapes move in the mineral vapour, lofty and winding passages leading to the lonlely spinal cliffs where the sound of strange birds causes hallucinations. Somewhere among all of this is the hero’s spear, a divinely invested artifact that has the power to found, and perhaps destroy kingdoms. The party may unwittingly stumble across this artifact while escaping captivity, or find it in a dramatic moment as they pursue the last of the pirate captains into the caverns in their final push to oust the corsairs once and for all. What they do with it after that is all up to them.
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spellarena · 2 years
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“Ship: The Last Cry” is the first map of The Adventures on the Interplanetary Sea. With this set of our maps, you'll be all set to start your intergalactic voyage. Who said that space adventures does not need magic? 
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Board the magnificent ship and explore the vast seas!
The ship rocks from side to side, floating upon the boundless interplanetary sea. Beyond the broadside, you see the pink and purple cosmic swirls of space that connect worlds. The side-wings of the Last Cry sway slightly as if catching wind, but there’s no wind blowing. The air smells of a fresh pine forest, the sea rolls with gentle waves; everything here is designed to create a sense of calm and relaxation.
It’s boring. You thirst for an adventure, but you first need to get to a place where you can find one.
Suddenly you hear a cry from the deck below. Your party members give each other a glance before you all run down the stairs as one. Where did the cry come from? Your quarters? The kitchen or dining room? Or the captain’s cabin? Just as you finish checking all the rooms, confused, you hear a growl from the lowest deck.
You remember that you’ve taken on the quest to transport some cargo. You were heading to its intended destination anyway, so why not use the opportunity to earn some extra money? But included in the cargo, alongside the numerous packages, barrels, and bales of textiles, were two strange-looking monsters locked in metal cages.
“Stay away!” You hear someone’s voice from downstairs. It sounds like Dowty, the young deckhand who barely knows anything about life on a ship. You run down and see him on the ground, one of the monsters on top of him. Foam from the creature’s mouth falls onto the boy’s face. It looks enraged, growling menacingly. How did the monster escape the cage?
No matter, the important thing is to get the creature locked up once more. After all, you’re getting paid to deliver the monster alive. However, no one said anything about making sure it remains unhurt. Some sense must be knocked into the creature’s overgrown head.
You throw yourselves into battle.
Adventure Hooks
It is a boring day on The Last Cry, but only until you learn you have to deal with the monster you’re transporting escaping from its cage. You have to put the dangerous cargo back behind bars, but don’t kill it! You’re getting paid to bring it to Perlin alive.
You’re traveling the vast interplanetary sea when another ship approaches you at top speed. You quickly realize you’re being attacked by pirates. They throw hooks onto the deck of your ship and board you. Can you repel their attack?
On your way to Perlin you pass by a group of purple whales, leisurely floating in the interplanetary sea. When you pass between the mighty creatures, you notice there’s an asteroid that was previously hidden from your sight. On the surface, a small temple stands. What secrets could it hide?
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caught-in-the-filter · 6 months
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hmmm age kink??
(not in a 300 year old pirate way 💀)
Thanks! 😊❤️😘
No | rather not | I dunno | I guess | Sure | Yes | FUCK yes | Oh god you don’t even know
Gonna put this one under a read more I guess and overshare a little lol
I guess it’s complicated and situational? Like. Idk if it’s necessarily an “age kink” per se, or if my crushes just happen to usually be older than me lol. Like I mean it might get mentioned, but I usually don’t focus on the difference much if there is one I guess.
If we’re talking like roleplaying age difference though, which can have some overlap with my daddy kink answer, I think it’s more about experience than age for me? I’m open about the fact that I’m still a virgin at 27 in the strict sense lol, I’ve only physically been with myself and silicone. So like I’ll absolutely devour Captain Duckling CS fics or Emma x Deckhand Hook or professor AUs etc, and I do love the fictional age gap paired with the experience gap there (whether or not it’s the full 300 year gap lol). SilverHook is also super hot, so like there is an attraction there, it just… depends, I guess. Like it’s not necessarily always the reason for attraction, but it can be a bonus perk sometimes lol.
(Like, tmi but the few times I’ve tried “daddy” in conversation, they were actually around my age, so it was more of an experience gap thing because I’m very much a “teach/show me how to x” person rn. But I didn’t use it with my a bit older friends, though it wouldn’t have been a turn-off if they’d asked for it, because I’m comfortable enough with them specifically to play around with that emphasis on age. And the one person I let try calling me “mommy/daddy” is also just a little older than me lol, so it’s more about the sub/domme dynamic and looking for a comfortable title.)
But age gap in terms of fantasy can also overlap with cnc fantasies for me sometimes, so I do have a bigger interest in self-indulgent fiction of it than what I would actually want or be into irl. (Which goes deeper into the sort of start of my cnc kink curiosities, but that goes more off-topic for this ask and other people have worded the feelings much better than I can anyway.)
… that’s probably a longer answer than you might’ve wanted, but… yeah.
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