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"No doubt you've discovered that loyalty is no longer the currency of the realm,"
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Highly Selective // Independent RP blog for Lord Cutler Beckett of Pirates of the Caribbean // Blog is inspired by the films, The Price of Freedom, as well as my own headcanons. // Mun is 31. NSFW themes will be present on this blog. // Muse is penned and adored by Myrt. Follows back from sailsandgold
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Hey all! I've still got Becky on hiatus for now. Currently, you can find me at James Flint (massive work in progress muse-wise) or at Izzy Hands.
Feel free to follow me over there if you like <3
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When you think about it, the man’s got a huge killstreak and all of it is indirect
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Christophe snorted. “Ah, but you became a big man, didn’t you? Not in height of course. You were — what is the word? Compensating. Big life, big house, big ships, big ambitions. And for what?”
The Frenchman shoved Beckett into his cronies who pushed him forward again.
“To come right down to hell with me. Life wasted and unlived. So lacking in passion. Jacques did not even kill you man-to-man, duel of a gentleman, no, but he did lure you into a trap as he always did.”
Jack wrinkled his nose and smirked, nodding his head. “Sounds like me.”
Cutler kept his arms firmly crossed as Christophe prattled on. He sighed immensely as he spoke. “I know what I did,” he muttered before getting knocked into the man’s crew and then onto the floor. One of his hands curled into a fist, not like he was going to actually fight, it was more so out of anger. Each of his cronies were either laughing or whispering to each other in French.
He did roll his eyes about being lured into a trap, regretting that he lost control of that situation. Beckett tried to ignore Jack’s response. “I’d hardly say it was wasted and unlived. I could have planned specific things better, but I’d hardly say it was wasted.”
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The Royal College of Physicians, Edinburgh
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definitely my favourite study spot // duke humfrey's library, oxford
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Concept art for Beckett’s ghost. I feel that the first script of 5th movie is so much cooler!! Def should draw James too, just imagine ghosts vs ghosts. Could be amazing
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I apologize for my absence life unfortunately happens sometimes lol. I’m gonna try and get on here this weekend and work on some of the drafts I have saved. If I owe you, I sincerely apologize for the major delays.
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The highlight of my trip to Milan was visiting this magical place! My new goal in life is commissioning a dramatic portrait of myself to hang up in my private library
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MISCELLANEOUS SENTENCE PROMPTS
* collection #6
i'm sipping wine in a robe.
you look like hell.
i tried to warn you.
it's hard to let you go.
i can't sleep without you.
this life is still worth living.
was it good for you?
when will our eyes meet?
i threw it out the window.
i get by, but i'm tired of myself.
so many things were left unsaid.
i want to spend my life with you.
you seem very well.
i'm much too young to die.
i told you not to get lost in the wild.
you're tired of me.
in my mind, you're mine forever.
if you're leaving, i gotta know why.
come on over. i'll adore you.
put on the dress you wore the night we met.
i had to close down my mind.
they'll never understand.
i told you i could never love somebody else, but i lied.
did you ever like it then?
i will never be set free.
darkness brings evil things.
it's out of my control.
i know what it takes to move on.
they're dead wrong. i know they are.
i'm a shoulder you can cry on.
am i not the one you're dreaming of?
i told you i'd be coming back again for you, but i'm not.
every word that i say is coming straight from the heart.
there's so much love we could be making.
yeah, i'm drinking again.
don't laugh. you'll make me cry.
i've got something to say.
when can i touch you?
you smell like death.
i never thought i could act this way.
take me back to the night we met.
just wait until i catch my breath.
you can run but you can't escape.
go on, baby. hurt me tonight.
shut the door, baby. don't say a word.
i can't forget this evening.
i am coming for you.
i'm here just waiting for you.
you've got holes in your clothes.
what the hell am i supposed to do?
i had a vision tonight that the world was ending.
i would stand in line for this.
i don't even know who i was last night.
i'm not trying to be your hero.
what if the world dies with the sunrise?
just you wait and see. believe me.
anything you want. any place you want.
people love it when you lose.
i didn't have much to say.
i'm leaving this place behind.
if you ever get lonely, please let me know.
now it's only fair that i should let you know.
how i hate to see you like this.
i know how it feels to lie.
you make me feel so brand new.
i hate to bug you in the middle of dinner.
i wish nothing but the best for you both.
every time you try to fix me, i know you'll never find that missing piece.
there is no way you can deny it.
those days are through.
it's a lovely day today.
you don't want to know how far it's gone.
soon i will be free.
i can't live if living is without you.
this is not what i had planned.
all we need is a little time.
this is not the end.
put your arms around me.
things look peaceful.
you changed the game.
this was never meant to last.
i know it's crazy, but it's true.
can you feel it?
i feel brave and daring.
i had to close down everything.
i'm so in love with you.
won't you believe me?
wish i had the strength to stand.
when will this strong yearning end?
they say i won't last too long on broadway.
show me where you've been.
you were always sure of yourself.
i thought it felt right.
after last night, i think i'm in love with you.
i can't forget your face as you were leaving.
the best that you can do is fall in love.
i lost friends along the way.
there are rules.
the hardest part of ending is starting again.
when will i hold you again?
if you ever want to see my face again, i want to know.
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killmebutneverinsultme:
“Aye, it would. I’m more careful with the contracts I bind meself to these days. They don’t often work out well for me. Nor for you, for that matter.”
Jack eyed Beckett’s pistol with some distaste, imagining smacking it away along with a few choice thoughts of violence toward the man’s person. For now, these things were better in the mind only.
“Why don’t we sort out this little stalemate of ours, eh? Us two get out our dislike through less bloody means and then you let me on my way?”
“Oh, but they could,” Beckett lightly interjected, rolling his eyes at the pirate’s words. He already knew the answer, but could not resist speaking it in conversation once more. The Lord completely blamed the entire interaction thus far on the alcohol in his system.
“I suppose,” he answered. Although, the bloodier option would get Jack out of his way permanently. However, that was not exactly the method he wanted. “I’ll just find you again soon enough.” He then, lowered the pistol that he kept close to him.
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My brain is trying to convince me so hard to write Izzy but I know I'd never be able to keep up if I did. 😂😂
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Jack grimaced as Mercer began to make sure that he was free of weapons. He wasn’t sure if he would have preferred someone who found him attractive or not. Probably not, yet Mercer was rough and emotionless, rummaging about Jack like he was no more than a Christmas goose. The only finding was a small knife that was clearly more of a tool than a weapon. His pistol, sword, and compass had already been confiscated when he was first seized.
When all was done, Mercer fashioned Jack in chains to hamper any escape attempts and had him bustled into the carriage where the pirate sat sulking while he waited for Beckett to be ready. This journey was either going to feel like an eternity or not short enough considering it might be the last time he saw the outside world for a long while.
When Mercer made sure he was absent of any weapons, Beckett made sure to observe as he did. It was more of an odd reassurance for himself, regardless of his confidence in Mercer’s abilities. He also, alternatively just wanted to watch it happen. While Mercer made sure Jack was in the carriage, he had a task to finish up before he was able to leave and head back to his temporary home.
Mercer opened the door for him to get into the carriage, seating himself across from Jack. The other took his time as they got ready to depart, looking to Jack he rested a hand at his own side. He looked to Jack, incredibly cold in his overall demeanor. “Comfortable?” he asked, knowing the answer.
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