#ghost pirate au

[chipsncookies]

Ghost pirate AU - Legend says when you're out in the sea you can meet the ghost pirates...

Ingo and Emmet are twin brothers who have sailed the seas on their own and promised to meet, however on the way there, they faced different problems.

Ingo's ship got stuck among some rocks. Ingo did everything but couldn't get his ship unstuck, he was about to abandon it while suddenly the clear sky turned black and the waves became rough. The wind and waves pushed his ship, freeing it from the rocks, and Ingo could see the ghost ship passing by.

Meanwhile, Emmet and his crew lost their way and got stranded in the open sea for a while, they were down to their last rations when suddenly, under the sweltering heat they saw a ship in the distance. First time seeing another ship after months, Emmet took a chance and followed it, which led him to the land, and finally the brothers are safely reunited :) they swapped stories about their strange encounters. Who are the ghost pirates? Are they real or only the product of their stress-induced imaginations? Are they good or bad? They'll never know 🌊🌋

[atomikats]

children of hawkeye (from my modern au)

[crowliphale]

Pride stuffs

+ orientations n whatnot for my blended gothfam au over on twt

[gothghostiie]

good morning im thinking about Pirate!Price and his crew sailing around the world and finding your little village by chance. they need a drink at the local tavern and its quickly 'taken over' by them, drinking as if its the last thing they'll do. only when they stagger back to their ship and see you leaning out of the window of your little hut they seem to sober up suddenly, all putting on their best charming smiles - then it's just a fight of who saw you first.

[kaleidos-copia]

I just rewatched one of my favorite films, The Princess Bride, for the first time since becoming obsessed with Ghost, and now I can't stop thinking about Copia as Westley. All black outfit, gloves, mask, and even a little moustache... it's so Copia coded.

Not to mention Copia is witty and agile, just like Westley. He would scale the Cliffs of Insanity, duel strangers, and sprint great distances to rescue you, all because you're his true love.

The quote, "Death cannot stop true love. All it can do is delay it for a while," is also very Copia, isn't it? And just imagine Buttercup and Westley's reunion as you and Copia...

Need I say more?

[ethereal-night-fairy]

To the Edge of Chaos

Pirate!Gaz x Female Reader (of mixed Arab decent)

After being accused of murder of a high ranking officer, Kyle flees the country with his friends and comrades in tow. They never look back on their lives as naval officers, instead they forge their future in new beginnings becoming the most renowned and feared crew across the seven seas.

It's only years later that fate intertwine his journey with someone who resembles home yet feels so foreign. Nostalgia threatens his way of life but is he willing to let go of her so soon? Especially when she's so desperate for help.

Prologue

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

(yes I know I have too many series I'm working on but I just couldn't help myself when I saw this picture. I just had to come up with something. This is loosely based of the story of Sinbad.)

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[homeofthelonelywriter]

Poly!Pirate!141 x Reader

Fun fact: I write my fanfictions on Notion, where I have one database for ideas and then one for the entire fanfictions. Just got done writing down an idea for poly!pirate!141 x Reader, and this is how it ends. I'm excited ya'll.

[ssukaed]

Hey konst, can you draw ghost as a pirate? (Or ghost in general) thanks mate!

aye aye mate

they have a mechanical arm to use in battle 🦾 otherwise they walk around without it

[delusionalbitchinthehouse]

"You look lonely. I can fix that" but it's siren Rain trying to lure someone toward the water in my Ghost pirate AU.

[midnightfire830]

😏

Stay tuned…It’s new AU time…

[kacievvbbbb]

Watching Dressrosa and seeing Zoro watch Luffy's colosseum battle on the screen I was suddenly hit by the fact that in a Modern AU he'd probably be the most obnoxious kind of soccer fan.

You know the one that probably picks a new favorite team every match and is only a soccer fan when they are actively watching soccer. I can honestly just imagine him screaming at the screen and being all dramatic at the team talking about honor and shit. No actual practical knowledge of soccer though.

I just think he and Mihawk would just be the kind of people that like sport in a Modern AU they are athletes themselves but they also just like competition and adrenaline and so sports. Except Mihawk atleast attempts to possess a basic knowledge of the rules and plays of sports he watches while Zoro will watch a sport he's never heard of in his life, chooses a random dude that's "got guts" and root for them so wholeheartedly you'd think he's supported them all his life.

All this to say that goth family watches the World Cup as part of "family bonding time" and

-Mihawk is rooting for 3 separate countries, the 2 that his data says are statically most probably going to win and his home country cause he has some "patriotic pride". He watches intensely but never actually reacts to anything.

-Zoro is rooting for whichever team is playing against whatever team Mihawk is repping at the moment. He has no stakes in this longterm whatsoever exceot that he gets his fill of trolling Mihawk, sports adrenaline and on the rare occasion his team wins he gets to be a smug asshole to the man who raised him 😌. He screams at the T.V so much you'd think he had money on the line.

-Perona liked the idea of styling cute matching jerseys so much so that she forgot how much she hates watching sport. She is very bored and unhappy and hopes that somehow both of them lose. She judges the outfits (the jerseys) of different countries and their coaches on a scale that only she really understands but all must suffer through.

-Shanks is there because this is the only time Mihawk will hold his hand even though he is squeezing so hard his bones might be ground to dust. (the only indicator that Mihaw is affected at all by what is happening). He's bar hopper he's used to seeing random sports he doesn't understand played on green fields running in the background of his mild buzz to drunken fool binge. He's just glad to be included.

[playbucky]

Calypso

Rumours are spreading that the force 141 has been infiltrated by a woman. Everyone is sure that they will succumb to the bad luck that the woman will bring.  Characters – Reader, Price, Ghost, Soap, Gaz and Graves.  Word Count - 1.5k

‘Captain.’ Graves announced himself as he walked into the small room, which had quickly filled up.  ‘Fellas, what can I do for you?’ Price leaned back in his chair, legs widened as Graves looked over you and Simon, who stood either side of his chair.  ‘We’ve got word there be a woman on this ship.’ Graves commented, Price arched an eyebrow at him, your brows wrinkled.  ‘A woman?’ He questioned, Graves nodded.  ‘That’s been said.’ He replied.  ‘Any idea who?’ Price asked, Simon crossed his arms over his chest, Graves tensed up but shook his head.  ‘No sir, just -,’ He said.  ‘It’s lies then.’ Price relaxed, he waved his hand dismissively.  ‘Lies?’ Graves asked, shocked that he wasn’t worried about a woman aboard the ship.  ‘Yes.’ Price replied sternly, Graves furrowed his brows, ‘if they are bad luck, how has this ship, this crew been nothing but successful?’ He added, Graves’ lips thinned. 

‘Where you going?’ His deep voice asked, you tensed slightly but continued packing the small amount of your belongings.  ‘I need a break.’ You replied, he exhaled through his nose.  ‘A break, from roaming the world?’ Price asked, you slowly nodded.  ‘Yeah, fancy standing on solid ground other than looting it.’ You commented, a noise came from the back of his throat.  ‘Nothing to do with this bad luck we’ve got?’ He questioned, you pursed your lips as you turned to him.  ‘No sir, I believe that we’ve received good luck as well.’ You told him, bringing up the statement he had told Graves not even a hour or so ago.  ‘I believe it’s all down to you, ain’t it?’ He questioned, you looked away from him.  ‘No idea what you’re talking about sir.’ You replied, hoping you sounded calm.  ‘So, you ain’t a woman?’ Price questioned, you shook your head.  ‘No sir.’ You replied, he took a step closer to you.  ‘So, if I were to rip this top from you, I wouldn’t find breasts?’ He asked, you glanced down to his hands that lingered near your side before you leaned closer to him, his gaze jumped to your lips.  ‘You try that sir and I'd slice you.’ You warned him, his gaze darkened as he focused on you.  ‘And be flung off the ship for mutiny?’ He said, you took a step back from the captain and let the corner of your lips jump up.  ‘Wouldn't do that to your good luck charm, would ya?’ You commented, eyebrow raised.  ‘You say it isn’t you.’ He almost whispered, excitement swirled in his eyes.  ‘It’s not,’ you shook your head, ‘but wouldn’t want to mess with calypso, would you?’ You challenged him.

‘Red?’ You ignored them as you smiled at the woman behind the stall, her gaze snapped to someone behind you.  ‘You looked good in a dress.’ The voice said, warmth radiated from his body.  ‘Excuse me.’ You said, the merchant forced a smile and stepped back.  ‘Can I help you?’ You asked them politely, an eyebrow arched.  ‘Wow a month and you don’t remember us?’ Soap commented, your brow dropped and looked at the four large men.  ‘I’m sorry gentlemen but I've never met you before.’  ‘You’re playing that card?’ Price questioned, you glared at him and shook your head.  ‘Look you seem nice, yet it seems you have me confused with my twin brother.’ You lied to them, they faces twisted before amusement took over their faces.  ‘Your twin has the same scar on his shoulder?’ Price’s hand reached up and rested on your bicep, his fingers moved the sleeve out the way to reveal the pale scar, you pulled your arm back to yourself.  ‘We are identical.’ You spat out, you quickly paid the merchant far too much for your items, ‘Now I must go.’ You said to the men and walked away, they looked confused but let you disappear out their sight.

‘Why didn’t you tell us?’ Ghost asked, you should’ve jumped but you had seen them sneak in when you were stood out in your garden.   ‘Seems like you already knew.’ You commented, the washing set on the counter, salt from the sea had clung to them.  ‘You tried to tempt luck?’ Ghost stated, he almost sounded annoyed as they watched you fold the clothes, not sparing them a second look.  ‘Your luck had already been tempted.’ You said, you placed the white shirt down.  ‘What does that mean?’ Soap asked, you flattened your hand over the shirt before you exhaled and turned to them, your lower back pressed against the counter.  ‘Have you all truthfully thought that your luck had turned?’ You questioned them, slowly the four of them started to nod.  ‘Yeah.’ Price replied, you rubbed your lips together.  ‘You were getting the loot because I was on your ship.’ You told them, they looked amused.  ‘So, you control fate now?’ Simon asked, you pressed your tongue against the back of your teeth as you refrained from snapping back.  ‘No, I control the sea.’ You informed them, they looked at you with straight faces before they started to laugh, ‘Yeah, it’s hilarious right?’ You commented and walked away from them, they quickly sobered up and watched as you opened a cupboard.   ‘What are you doing?’ Gaz questioned, it was the first he had spoken all day.  ‘Come on, you can’t be mad at us, no one controls the sea.’ Soap said, you ignored them as you pulled the container out the cupboard, carefully you twisted and sat it at the wooden table they surrounded.  ‘A jar of dirt?’ Gaz asked, you shut the cupboard door and turned around.  You remained silent as you unscrewed the lid, your hand dipped into the mixture of dirt and sand before you pulled it out, the seashell held in your grasp. The men watched as you held you hand out, allowing them to see the shell before your fingers tightened around it and the outer cracked open. You tilted your hand and the cracked shell tumbled to the ground, you held onto the piece of paper which you held up and allowed them to read.

‘When I receive a name, I board it in a way of seeing whether the ship and its crew survive or if they get sunk to the bottom of the sea.’ You explained, you set the paper on the table, on top of the sand, ‘If the crew mates fail the task then they are guided down to Davy Jones where he greets them with open arms.’ You finished, none of them spoke.  ‘We’ve survived right, we aren’t going to sink now that you’ve left?’ Soap questioned.  ‘She hasn’t left.’ Price replied quickly, you looked at him before you turned back to Soap.  ‘No, you passed with flying colours, so now I move onto the next.’  ‘Just like that?’ Price asked, you stared at him, neither of you moving before Simon pushed up and gestured to Soap and Gaz.  ‘You should go with your crew.’ You directed it at Price as he stayed focused on the side of your face.  ‘You’re part of the crew.’ Price said, the others silently walked away in order for you and Price to have a conversation.  ‘Price I cannot board that ship again.’ You told him, it was the only rule you ensured you followed but as his blue eyes pleaded with you, you considered breaking it.  ‘Why not?’ He questioned.  ‘Davy Jones would come and collect me, ridding of anything that crossed his path.’ You explained.  ‘I would stand with you till my last breath.’ Price admitted, he stepped forward and trapped you between himself and the counter.  ‘You might but I won’t let you suffer because you believe you like me.’ You told him.  ‘Like you?’ He asked, a hand reached up and gently took a hold of your chin, ‘You have invaded my every thought, day and night you take over my mind like a plague.’ Price said softly, you held eye contact with him.  ‘As have you but I can’t go against the rules of the sea or all will suffer.’ You warned him, his brows furrowed slightly.  ‘All will suffer?’  ‘If I stay with you, with the crew, the seas will rage and all those who depend on it will suffer, death and decay will show if I follow my heart.’ You told him and placed a hand on his chest, the heat radiated through the thin shirt, his heartbeat quickened.  ‘My heart wants to be on that ship with you, but I cannot let innocents suffer.’ You truthfully told him.  ‘So, this is it?’ He asked, you nodded as you slid your hand from his chest up to his jaw, he closed his eyes.  ‘You know where I live Captain John Price, don’t be a stranger.’ You warned him, you leaned closer and pressed your soft lips against his cheek, he sighed.  ‘Very well.’ He pulled back from you, his soft eyes searched your face.  He gave you a nod before he turned away, you reached out before you could stop yourself, he twisted back to you, ‘If the seas are against you, open this.’ You swiped the small locket off the counter and placed it into his hand, the circle pendant sat in the centre of his hand.  ‘You open this and I will feel it, no matter where you are.’ You told him, you carefully curled his fingers around it before you made eye contact with him. 

[hyperfixiation-station]

Pirate AU

I am super unmotivated right now, so I am sorry for not writing anything, but I have a little brain worm thingy that I want to get out so I don't forget, and maybe when I am more motivated I can write it, if anyone is interested anyways

So, pirate au?

Price is the captain, and his crew is mostly gone after he lost a spat with the British Navy. Not only did he lose valuable members of his familycrew but he also lost the fastest ship he owned :(

Gaz and Ghost are the only remaining members.

Ghost lived his life on ships. He ran away at the age of 16 and was caught as stowaway and sold to a ship co. that delivered goods around the world. He worked his way up and was offered his own ship, but declined and went home to see if his family was any better. They were not. In fact, they were all dead. Price ran into him at a bar, and offered him a position with his crew once he watched Ghost come out on top in a 4v1 brawl. He is the quartermaster of Price's crew.

Gaz isn't entirely sure how he ended up in Prices crew. One day he was a normal citizen and the next moment he was a pirate ship. Okay, so maybe he was a sad, homeless orphan, and maybe he climbed aboard the ship to get to another island, and maybe Price charmed him with the promises of food and a bed, but that's not the point. And besides, t's not like he'll ever tell. Before joining the pirate crew, Gaz had gone to school, and excelled in maths, so Price made him his sailing master.

Soap was a member of the royal navy. He deserted after realizing that the whole power structure is corrupt, and that they were no better, worse even, then those they were hunting down. He turned tail during the fight with with Price's fleet, broke Gaz out of the brig they were holding him in, and joined the other side. Price hesitantly put him on as a deckhand, but quickly promoted him to gunner after seeing Soap shoot. After proving his loyalty to the cause, he was promoted to Master Gunner.

Roach was a street kid. He grew up fighting to survive, learning how to swindle and steal with the best of them. He joined a gang, starting out as a little pickpocket but quickly rose through the ranks, becoming of his boss's best thief's. He was stealing from Ghost but got caught. Ghost dragged(threw him over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes) him back to the ship and handed him over to Price. Price liked Roaches moxy and took him on, first as a deckhand, and, once his affinity for high places was discovered, a navigator.

Laswell and her wife rule from pirate island as the Pirate Queens(POTC reference anyone?)

Anyways I'll probably write something once I stop being so depressed, this idea is open for anyone else to write/draw as well, as long as you give me credit :)

[fangirltothefullest]

How many AUs have you made? Any and all fandoms, if you had to count them. And also, what was the first AU you ever made?

If I went down the list of AUs for EVERY fandom I have ever been in it's going to turn into this:

I have WAY too many, I have ADHD, and if I invent an au for one fandom it's been reused in EVERY fandom I've been in....

[quinloki]

I love the whitebeard ghost ship thing but I raise you something happier.

A wooden ship floats through the mist, the single sail has HELP painted across it in red.

The Moby Dick drifts close enough to scoop the tiny boat up.

Figures gather around it, confusion.

It's empty? Except for a few crates.

They drag the containers up to the deck.

Sake, flowers and a letter.

The letter speaks of a poorly planned escape, how a large ship saved them and gave them what they needed to make it somewhere. Anywhere. They made it! Hopefully the gifts are intact.

Inside the envelope is a photo of that person, beaming and grown with a family of their own. On the back is says 'Thank You'.

The photo finds it's way onto the walls of the infirmary.

T-T

Oh

Oh wait, wait, just - gimme a minute - I mean T-T Are you

Are you implying that someone they patched up, made it to another island and built up their family and had a happily ever after, and after all that built a little boat and set it out where they hoped the Moby Ghost Ship would find it and basically sent an offering to the crew as a thanks T-T

Is that... Is that what you're doing to my poor heart right now?

That's so fucking sweet I don't know what to do with myself.

😍🥰❤️

[ethereal-night-fairy]

To the Edge of Chaos

Prologue

Pirate!Gaz x Female Reader (of mixed Arab decent)

A murder accusation and the death of a beloved father. Those where the events that led you to take refuge in this seedy tavern. Scared and left completely alone for the very first time, you try you're best to evade watchful eyes. Easier said than done when there were handsome pirates in the vicinity.

Warnings: MDNI, Crude language, talks of beheadimg and murder.

To the Edge of Chaos

Masterlist

Words: 1.1k

“Did you hear!?,” The man next to you whispered. He must be a local if he's comfortable gossiping in a tavern like this. The smell of cheap alcohol was making you nauseous but this was the only safe place you could find for the time being.

“Everyone's heard by this stage,” the bar keep whispered back. “The city guards have been preventing people from talking about it since they announced the passing of the King. I heard they're going to behead her without trial.”

“I don't believe it for a second! Our princess would never do something like that!”

“Keep your voice down! They have ears all over the city,” the bar keep warned. But the bar was rowdy despite the news of the king's passing circulating. It felt like the city was celebrating, apart from a select few that is. You didn't realise how insignificant the royal family was in this part of the city. Though granted, the ports were often run by pirates these days despite the naval guard trying to stake their claim over the area.

You wonder where everything went wrong. It wasn't long ago that you were dressing as a servant boy to explore the city scape. Even though you should have been studying, should have been performing your royal duties. It seems that your selfishness has come to bite you in the ass. Had it not been for your uncle you would be on the road to your demise right about now. You've only narrowly escaped death for the time being. No one knows how you'll fare tomorrow.

That's how you found yourself in one of the few places the city guards couldn't reach you. The loyalty of the people here lay with the outlaws, the reject, the outcasts. An ideal place to find a temporary identity or a completely new one if one wanted. The bar buzzed with joy as the people guzzled their cheap rum and brandy. It tasted nothing like the refined wines you were raised on. Not that you had the luxury of being picky anymore. But at least you could enjoy the sweetness during these trying times. Probably not a good financial decision though. But you desperately needed something to take edge of the grief you were feeling. 

“The king loved his daughter, why would she have any reason to kill him?” The drunk patron drawled on despite the looks he was getting from the other patrons. The royal family really wasn't popular here. You scan your area staying on high alert, you couldn't have anyone mistaking you for someone who was supposed to be locked up and awaiting her death. You suppose sneaking out did pay off in this instance. You were so used to acting like a boy that it wasn't hard mimicking the mannerisms of the people around you. That and the disguise was good enough to fool the drunk for now. You just needed to get your hands on a more convincing ensemble if you wanted to survive.

“Aye nae one cares that wee bastard is dead, Never done nae good for the people like us! And his daughter too! Never even seen 'er face in public! Always hiding away in 'er big castle too full of 'erself tae care about 'er people dying in the slums!” A drunk man with an odd haircut shouts. Pirates. You watch the men around him laugh as they encourage him to keep going. The whole situation made you uneasy. Your reputation was horrible amongst the poor it seems. Or anyone for that matter. You were very much aware of the hate you received because of your mothers heritage. Despite her still being foreign royalty.

“Good thing we'll finally see 'er head come off! Good riddance!” You flinch as the man continues his rant stumbling as he tries to reach the bar for more alcohol. But someone from his group grabs him by the back of the neck before he can reach where you were sitting. Damn you wouldn't want to mess with his friend.

He was built like an oak tree. Not to mention his terrifying mask. You wouldn't be surprised if they called him the grim reaper. You remind yourself to keep away from those two. It's not long before the drunk man is hauled off outside while he airs out his lungs towards the person who was holding him like a pup. You watch as his crew boo and jeer the big man as he drags out the other to sober up.

Your eyes naturally drift back to the rowdy crowd who seemed at home in the tavern. Many women excitedly draped themselves on the arms of the most handsome or the ones that looked like they had money. You couldn't blame them. They were quite handsome you'll admit, and who didn't like money? You could use some right now.

One man in particular caught your eye. His laugh was akin to the warmth of the setting sun. Your hand absently caresses the necklace around your neck. The thought of him caressing skin no man has touched made your head spin with forbidden thoughts. Ones you desperately had to push down. Your necklace hums with magic concealing your feminine features, essentially presenting you as a boy to anyone.

You continue your not so discrete exploration of the handsome man's toned body. He would have make a nice personal gaurd. It stirs something in your heart but you push it down as soon as it surfaces. Now wasn't the time!

His dark sun kissed skin glowed under the light of their lanterns while multiple women tried and failed to monopolize his attention. Though you knew for a fact he enjoyed the commotion they were making for him. You could see it on his smug face and mischievous kohl covered eyes. They looked like pools of honey from where you sat. Stop it idiot! You need to focus!

It seemed the bearded man sitting next to him was also enjoying the attention he was receiving. They exchanged cigars as they continued to enjoy their drinks while the woman fawned for their undivided attention.

You study them for a bit before making up your mind. They'd do nicely. You needed money, and they looked like they had plenty to spare. You're sure they wouldn't mind a few coins missing. Though it was your first time stealing, it couldn't be that hard could it? A little flirting here, a little touching there and you'll have a couple coins in your purse in no time. You glance at your necklace debating if it was a good option to remove the enchantment for a short time. The people were all drunk anyway and it wasn't like anyone would recognise you here. You just needed to get one of them alone somehow. But how?

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