This is a resource post for You Can't Take the Sky From Me. It will be updated with new content whenever there's something to add. Thanks to abarero for creating the maps and Jolly Rogers for the crews.

UPDATED: 11/25/09


THE WORLD:


Version of the map without pirate territories and military bases.

I have labeled everything that's been mentioned in the story as well as a few other things. I'll update the map with any new locations as they appear. Pirate 'territories' essentially mean the area of the world a group of pirates is most likely to be found in. It does not mean that other pirates can't enter the area or that crew never leaves it. There are other pirate crews of course, and no doubt some of the territories overlap. These three are the main crews though.


JOLLY ROGERS:



Taliesen Pirates
Or maybe the Taliesin, the oldest crew in the skies, although their current captain is quite young.
Named after a figure from British mythology (although he was very possibly a real person). Taliesin was a fairly well known hero and bard (he also appears in Arthurian mythos). You can read his story HERE. Amusingly, his name means 'Shining Brow.' Their crest features a variant of the Royal Coat of Arms of the United Kingdom.



Nuberu Pirates
Oh and there’s the Nuberu pirates, known for, of all strangeness, assisting merchants.
Nuberu is the name of the Cloud-Master (a god of clouds and storms) from Asturian mythology. Austuria is an autonomous community within Spain. You can read about him HERE. Their crest features one of the crests of Charles the I of Spain.



Ukko Pirates
The Ukko Pirates out of Fálki, the rulers of the northern seas.
Information on them to be added once they actually appear!

I am working on a logo for the Kosmider, but I haven't decided what to do yet.


FANCOMICS:

By mayurasan

From chapter one:



It's quite huge so I shrunk it down a bit for the post. Please check out the full sized version HERE!

By winku:

From chapter two:





From chapter four:



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From chapter seven:





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FANARTS:

By winku:

From chapter two:

Prussia and England

“He thought he could outdrink me, but I was still going strong when he started rambling about fairies and unicorns and crying about how they were his only friends.”

America and England


“Good, I’ll be glad to get rid of you. Night then.”

America and England

England puts his blanket on a sleeping America.

Original Post with these pieces.

From chapter six:



America, England, Prussia, and Switzerland in the heat of battle.

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By mayurasan:

From chapter four:

Poland and Lithuania

Poland pushed himself out of his chair and stood up, standing over the other man. He took his head in his hands and leaned down, planting a kiss on Lithuania’s forehead. Lithuania’s face glowed scarlet, and Poland smiled at him as he pulled away, kneeling down in front of the chair and moving his hands to his shoulders.

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By colevic:

From chapter fifteen:

America and England

He glanced warmly at America, secretly hoping that the other man would see the gentle way in which he looked at him. But he was already asleep; England’s presence alone apparently was enough. Asleep he looked naïve, vulnerable, and young, the bravado and ego that sustained him when he was conscious stripped away. It was like seeing inside him, seeing who he really was. Tenderly, with a feather light touch, he stroked America’s cheek. He watched him, not once moving to leave, ignoring the way his eyelids grew heavy with sleep.

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By soubi_tatsumi:

From chapter sixteen:

America and England

Absently, his fingers moved from his bangs to his thick dark brows, and he chuckled to himself as he noted that they were slightly furrowed, even in his sleep.

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From chapter seventeen:

By supertobi:

England:

England was sitting on the end of the dock again, legs hanging over the side and feet dangling in the water. He could make out a book perched in England’s hand, only barely.

By technoranma:

America and England:

His heart leapt, color burst behind his eyes, and England registered first that America’s lips tasted of salt water. And they were warm just like the rest of him, and soft, and really, he was quite a smashing kisser if he did say so. There were hands running through his choppy blonde hair, and those hands could only belong to---

America was kissing him back. The cynic in him, strong as it was, couldn’t form any kind of argument against the fact that America was very much running his fingers through England’s hair and kissing him, so undeniably kissing him. And there was a moment in which America’s tongue flickered forward, although perhaps England had imagined that, but nonetheless, he opened up his mouth slightly and gave purchase, allowing the other man to slide his tongue in and England did the same and entered America’s parted lips and…

Something was forming inside of him, warm and inviting and new, and it was that tenuous thread of hope, now much thicker, much less fragile, although still far from completely solid.

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By lokiescape:

America and England:



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By colevic:

America:


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By harlequinzombie:

England and America:


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By soubi_tatsumi:

England:


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CHINESE FANART

You Can't Take the Sky From Me is being translated into Chinese, and a few Chinese fans have done fanart for it. Please do not use any of this art for anything. It is being posted here with permission from the artists.

By Muri:

Captain Jones



Captain Kirkland



First Mate, Prussia



By Wuusen:

Captain Kirkland



By 月珑 :

From Chapter Two:

America


America’s eyes slid open to meet with the full brunt of bright morning sunlight.

Please view the full-sized fanart HERE


By 天守野阿弥 :

From Chapter Four:

America and England


England stepped closer to America again and began tossing the watch back and forth from hand to hand. “I want to be able to call you, once. I want to know that wherever you are, you’ll drop what you’re doing and come to my ship.”