HAZ DEL OCÉANO TU TUMBA. ( fanfiction ━ black sails ) ( temp. 1 ━ temp. 4 ) ( odaironfire © grace sykes )

The West Indies, 1715 - Maud Davenport, daughter to Royal Navy Commodore Harry Davenport, sails with her father, brother and fiancée, around the islands, and occasionally back to England, on a ship called the Sceptre. Seeing as they sail a cargo ship, and not a man of war, Maud is allowed to be trained a navigator. As she is greatly encouraged by her family, she learns a lot, even transcending the navigating abilities of her father. But when the Sceptre is attacked and boarded by the infamous Captain Flint, her abilities turn themselves on her. Flint forces her to work for him, and aid him in pursuing his targets all across the West Indies. Maud, doing her job well, is capable to set aside her hatred for Flint, when she realises she won't be able to leave him for long. She befriends him, which benefits the both of them in pursuing ships and prizes. But when their home, the harbour of Nassau, starts stirring up, they are challenged with enemies, and competition, that might start driving them apart. And that could have the most dramatic consequences, as Maud, but especially Flint, are trying to hide some dark secrets.

In the middle of chaos while a crew of reckless pirates provokes mayhem all over the main streets of Spain a beautiful gypsy woman meets their captain; Charles Vane. She managed to persuade him in order to keep herself alive. Now she would not just be sailing with one of the most feared captains, but she would also be seen as one of Vane's properties.

You were both feared and beloved of your crew. When you raised your black it had the power to drive enemies mad. Few other captains had such power. Flint was one of them. You, you were known as Steel. And together, you were going to start a fire. --------- Captain James Flint x Fem!Captain!Reader Content Warning: Explicit language

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A calm focus washed over me as I stalked through the night with death at my heels. Death followed wherever I went, it was all I had ever known. I'd trained from the time I could walk in the art of assassination, learning techniques from various masters in various forms of martial arts. Loud raucous laughter from loose women trying too hard, and inebriated men poured from the pub. The nauseating scent of tobacco and the strong smell of alcohol hit me as I stepped into the pub. "...took it right out from under that giant oaf's nose..." I heard a bit of conversation from a table in the center of the packed pub, and so my target revealed himself, bragging about what he'd done. There were quite a few big-name crews present, might as well make this public. They needed to know, our crew wasn't to be trifled with. I slipped through the crowd of intoxicated men and women and stopped at the table in the center of the room fixing my gaze on a middle-aged man with wispy greying hair, a fat belly and the glossy gaze of one who'd had far too much drink. His jaundiced eyes swept up my body with a perverse smile, but widened when his gaze reached my face. "A-Alira!" He yelped and attempted to leap out of his chair but only managed to stumble back into it and cause it to slide back, scraping the floor loud enough to draw everyone's attention. "I'll pay it back-." "It's not about the pearls." I smiled sweetly. "It's not?" His voice went up an octave and I couldn't help but smirk as I noticed a visible quiver in his lips. "We've got plenty of money." I shrugged, "The problem here is that a dog such as yourself should know better than to bite the hand that feeds. We simply can't have that." Charles Vane X OC

(Story takes place before and after the death of King Aerys II Targaryen) Jaime Lannister stood strong, his white cloak flowed down his back the light fabric labeled him a member of the kingsguard. Rhaena Targaryen stood beside her father looking as much like a princess as any Targaryen at the time did, her wide eyes watching as her grandfather burned men alive.

Lyanna Stark was a hot headed, beautiful, young girl with a bright life ahead of her. She stuck up for herself and fought her own battles. But when she meets Rhaegar Targaryen all changes. She loses things she never thought she would and her life takes a different road. One she wasn't planning on taking. As Lyanna grows up with this new love in her life she changes in different ways, some for the good and some for the bad. (THIS STORY IS UNDER CONSTRUCTION AS SOME IMPROVEMENTS ARE TO BE MADE)

Game of Thrones One-Shots I've written. Feel free to request as always!! I do not write smut!! I do not own any Game of Thrones characters/story lines. They belong to George R.R. Martin

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