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Arthur Kirkland
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You rummaged through the mountains of cardboard boxes that didn't look like they had been touched for a lifetime; this room was filled with several centuries worth of English history and yet Arthur had never once even hinted to its existence. Every box, every item in this room held a story, and you loved stories. So far you had found what appeared to be a floor plan for the original Globe Theatre, a black and white photograph of Arthur standing outside of Buckingham palace dressed as one of the soldiers that never smile, and a rather official-looking letter from none-other than Queen Victoria herself! Just as you were beginning to wonder if anything hidden in in this place wouldn't interest you, a large cluster of pale feathers caught your eye; wasting no time in uncovering the object, you were left holding an expensive looking hat. You grinned, admiring your reflection in an ancient mirror before revealing the remaining contents of the box that the ha

You gave a small sigh, leaning against the wheel of your ship. You watched the sail flutter, the waves rocking again and again. You loved being a Captain. A well-known Captain at that. Captain (y/n) (l/n). One of the finest. You were known for being a terrific sailor. Brutally honest. Cunning. Sly. Stealthy. Attractive. Any of those words came to peoples’ minds when the topic of you and your ship were brought up. As you were reminiscing about your life on the sea, you failed to notice two of your crew members approaching you, a man in shackles in their grasp. You turned at the feeling of a tap on your shoulder, your (h/c) hair fluttering in the sea breeze. You gave the two men a small smile before noticing the one in shackles. With a bag over their head, you had no clue who it was. But they seemed familiar. They had a certain vibe. A vibe that you really wanted to hate, but almost couldn’t. Without a word, you tore away the bag. To be met with a nervous smirk. Jack. That da

“Imagine what people would say if a good girl like you wound up with an evil pirate captain like me.”

Warning: 'Lime' content and some 'Dark' Spain, beware.~
 
“Oh look, there she goes.”
“That’s her?”
“It is! She’s a legend.”
“She looks happy today.”
“I want to be just like her someday, Mama~!”
“Is that…-”
You continued walking down the cobblestone street. As usual, people were whispering about you from the sides.
“-That’s Whitebeard’s daughter.”
You were known all around the largely-populated island—all around the world, honestly—and people never ceased to be amazed by you.
But, you weren’t fazed by it. You were just a normal girl. They were amazed by your very existence rather than you personally, after all.
Ignoring the loud whispers, you continued on your way to the Grand Line Restaurant.
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