#Pirates of the Caribbean x reader
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Hi love here I come with my first spontaneous idea 🩷
Reader is the Commodore's sister but sick of the ways of society. When Jack saves Elisabeth, reader is the one who persuaded James not to kill Jack and also the one he happens to threat in order to escape. She’s somehow drawn to the Captain and later gives Will the keys to the cell to set him free. Jacks thoughts circle around her, too and they reunite when she swings last minute from the Dauntless over to the Interceptor to join the pirates making way❣️
Curious of The Seas
A/N: Literally fell in love with your ask oh my god, couldn't stop thinking about it before I began writing!! Thank you so much for this request!
Pairings: Jack Sparrow x F!Reader, Will Turner x F!Reader (Platonic), James Norrington x F!Reader (siblings)
"Don't slouch, stand straight," Commodore Norrington hissed at you. You glared at your brother, curving your lips downward. You hated how strict and loyal he was to the British Crown and how he enforced his rules onto you, despite being his "precious baby sister."
Your brother didn't hate you, but he sure did a good job of making you hate him. He was pacing his quarters back and forth, rehearsing what he would say to Miss Elizabeth Swann upon meeting her. You rolled your eyes at the pathetic scene, realizing that if your brother were to marry Miss Swann you were next on the list for the most eligible bachelorette in Port Royal. Your body cringed at the thought and you wriggled your back to shake off the eerie feeling crawling down your spine and focused on trying to ease your brother at the moment.
"James, there is no point in stressing over something as simple as this. Tell her you are in love with-" You began but frowned when he interjected,
"Love? Don't be ridiculous!"
"So, you're not in love with her?" You inquired, raising an eyebrow.
"No, no, I very much am in love with her. But it is not proper for a man such as myself to say trivial things to the daughter of the Governor!" Your brother reasoned and you sighed in an exasperated tone, shifting your gaze out the window.
Elizabeth had stared at you with a quizzical look on her face when your brother and you had first approached her. You both shared the same expression of disdain for the situation. It was very clear to see that she was indifferent to your brother and surely was the very last man that she had any interest for. You, on the other hand, dearly loved your brother and wanted to save him from any heartache that she would cause him. You chewed your lip nervously, watching them exchange a few words of greetings before walking away. The commodore glanced over his shoulder, mouthing a few warnings to reign your behavior in for the biggest moment of his life before stalking away.
Huffing in annoyance, you picked the ends of your dress up and marched past the Governor who was just about to start a conversation with you. He awkwardly shut his mouth and watched you walk away to stand on the other corner of the pillar where your brother and Elizabeth stood. He leaned backward to get a good look at you, sending you another glare before returning his full attention to the woman in front of him with a nervous smile. You sighed, gazing out to the sea. Your brother had taken you once beyond Port Royal when you were a little girl and he swore it was something he very much regretted; all you could ever do since then was talk about sailing the seas. You desired to travel across the world, collect artifacts, and live a free life. Your brother scoffed at your desires, stating that he would rather die than see his little sister galloping around like a pirate of all creatures.
As you gazed out into the horizons with a look of yearning, you heard the loudest splash from below. Peering over the edges of the wall, you frowned at the ripples that seemed to bloom near the rocks and you instantly pulled back from your position and walked around to notice your brother screaming Elizabeth's name.
"What did you do?" You exclaimed, resting a hand on his shoulder. He pulled away from your grasp, beginning to take his coat off but you grabbed hold of him,
"The rocks, James! She's lucky that she didn't hit them on her way down! Come, we can reach her at the docks!" You urged him, yanking his arm. He seemed instilled with distraught, at a loss for words, "She must've jumped by your mere presence!"
Your brother sent you a nasty scowl and the playful smirk on your lips faded away instantaneously. You knew this was no joking matter; the poor woman could've died on her way down and she was to be betrothed to him anyway. As your brother scampered off with the rest of the guards, you found your feet rooted to the ground as you stared up at the sky. Something was amiss. The clouds darkened and circled about gravely, and the sea no longer held its silky blue blanket to comfort you. Before you could try and comprehend what must've occurred, you felt an urgent tug around your arms and you sharply turned to find yourself facing the Governor.
"Come now, my dear, you mustn't dawdle around when my daughter's life is in danger!" He exclaimed and you frowned at his words, resisting the urge to roll your eyes at him. Even if you wanted to help Elizabeth, there was surely no way you could swim into the waters with this puffy dress around you. You followed him down to the docks, pushing past the British officers to find yourself facing Elizabeth coughing up heaps of water from her lungs and then... a pirate.
With all the rifles surrounding him, you nearly thought they were aimed at your brother who stood in the way. You could only make out half his face, oblivious to the ensuing conversation that your brother was currently engaged in. You peeked around the Commodore's shoulder, carefully eyeing the strange man in your presence when his eyes flickered over to you for a sharp second before returning to your brother. Your breath hitched at the moment, taking in his disheveled and wet appearance as your brother remained as the shield between the man and you.
"He's a pirate," Your brother growled, his jaw clenching as he barked orders for his arrest. He ignored your gaping stare as he continued, "Sparrow, I assume?"
"Jack Sparrow?" You interjected, your mouth practically on the floor as you stared at him. The corner of the pirate's lips curved into a small smirk,
"It's Captain Jack Sparrow, love," He smiled with a wink. You smiled back before your brother forcefully shoved you behind him once again. He made a mental note to have a discussion with you about your behavior as soon as you returned home. He took the pirate's belongings and derided him for his lack of proper weapons, but it bothered him so deeply that you were so enchanted by the man. It irked him to think that his sister would fall foolish to a PIRATE of all people. He forcefully grabbed onto Jack's arm and began dragging him off before you cut him off,
"James! James!" You cried out, and your brother halted in his tracks and sent you a menacing scowl.
"Not another word from you, (Y/N)." He hissed, and you scoffed before pulling your skirt up ever so slightly to march up to your brother,
"This man, pirate or not, has just saved your betrothed's life! I suggest you at least show some mercy upon him!"
"One good deed is not enough to redeem a man's life of wickedness," Your brother corrected you as Jack was being handcuffed by a Redcoat.
"Though it seems enough to condemn him," Jack added, and you offered him a sympathetic look before turning to your brother with pleading eyes.
"Brother, please. I beg of you, consider an alternative for this man." You prodded him, as your eyes fell onto Elizabeth who smiled softly at your words.
"Please do so," Jack muttered, before dragging his bound hands around your neck. You gasped in response, tugging at the chains as your brother panicked.
"No one shoots!" The Commodore bellowed, holding his hands in the air, "Let go of my sister."
"Only if you return my belongings," Jack taunted with a haughty grin. He leaned closer to lowly utter into your ears, "You must be regretting your kindness, do you not?"
"I don't, but it seems that you'll regret it," You whispered, as you watched the guards hand in his belongings in a bundle. Jack nudged your back with his knee ever so lightly to grab hold of his things and you begrudgingly did so, before sharply turning around to face him.
"Now if you'll do me the pleasure... my, I don't think I know your name..." He said with a sly smirk. You frowned at him,
"It's Miss Norrington to you," You spat, placing his hat on. As you placed his sword, belt, and other personnel around him, you could feel his intense stare burning deep into you. If it was of lust or attraction, you did not know and at the moment did not necessarily care. Your mind was fixated on other things, and your brother was seething in rage as he watched Jack give him a look regarding your body against his that made him want to hurl. To think his sister was so close to a gruesome pirate! It was preposterous!
As you tied the last remaining string of his belt around him, you looked up at him with disgust. Not only was he a pirate, but this would be the talk of the town, and your brother's and your reputation would be spoiled. Your brother could easily regain his good fortune, but you were never as lucky. You hated the way the women would gossip and to think it was all spoiled over one man you decided to be too merciful with because your curiosity could not be controlled made you ready to commit arson.
"Is this how you repay me?" You hissed and the pirate smirked at your words,
"I saved your friend's life, and now you save me. Besides, you did after all wish for me to live. Now, suffer those consequences. When shall a beautiful lady such as yourself realize to never mess with a pirate?" He chuckled, before harshly turning you around with his gun aimed at your head. Your brother flinched at the sudden movement, making sure you were alright.
"Ladies and gentlemen, you will always remember this as the day you almost caught Jack Sparrow," The pirate's voice boomed from behind you and the very next second you found yourself thrust upon your brother and Elizabeth. As Jack Sparrow hurriedly began his escape, he did not fail to include a personal message from his heart, "Thank you very much, Miss Norrington. I shall not ever forget such kindness!"
And you weren't ready to forget him, either. It would be for another reason. As the night raged on with a surge of pirates infiltrating Port Royal, you felt a growing desire to do something about it. Your brother had joined the Governor for his safety and left you at home to be tended to by the maids. Upon realizing that the front door would burst open regardless of the circumstances, you quietly slipped out the window in your nightly attire and made your way to the blacksmith's quarters where you knew for a fact that your good friend Will Smith would be. Will and you had grown as siblings; he was there for you more than your brother had been. He had anticipated your arrival anyway but found himself in jeopardy when his ears gathered the news that Elizabeth Swann had been abducted by the pirates. He was pacing around when you arrived and he quickly latched onto your shoulders,
"They've taken Elizabeth! I tried my best but-" Will began but you silenced him, bringing a hand to his mouth.
"I know what you must be going through. But there is not enough time. I heard you helped imprison Jack Sparrow." You whispered and he nodded his head, eyes wide as he tried to make the best of the situation, "Come, I have the key with me, we can both interrogate him and seek his help." Your hand fell to his own and led him towards the streets.
"Wait a minute," Will stopped you, and with a glance over your shoulder you already knew what he was about to say. He was going to prevent you from going. "(Y/N), I know you've always wished to escape Port Royal, but I cannot bring harm to you once you step foot onto the waters."
"Will," You chastised him, "I am no longer a little girl. I am very capable of handling my own matters."
"You are inexperienced, that's all I can say." Will rebuked your claim and you gasped at his words, before furrowing your brows,
"So are you!"
"Ah, but I shall be bringing Sparrow with me to help find Elizabeth."
"Oh, don't be so dull! I can help Sparrow and you as well. Do not prevent me from doing so! If it is out of fear that a pirate may do something towards a woman of my status, I assure you that no such thing will occur! If he dares to even look at me, I shall see to it that his eyes are gouged out by his blade!" You reasoned and Will took a step backwards, his lips parting in shock at your words. You had the spirit of a pirate in you that was for sure, and that was exactly what he feared.
"I cannot let you join. Your brother is... already facing loss," He replied in an awkward tone, considering how much he cared about Elizabeth, "He would be devasted to find you gone as well. Just stay put for now. I'm sure there shall be something more exciting for you in Port Royal."
You muttered a few unladylike curses under your breath and reluctantly offered him the key to the jail cell, "At least tell Sparrow that I was... delighted by his presence."
Will raised a suspicious eyebrow at your remark, unsure of how to respond. He nodded his head and then left you alone, as you brought your hands over your arms as your mind wandered towards the sea once again.
To say that Jack Sparrow was surprised by Will's statement regarding you would be an understatement. He couldn't wrap his head around the fact that you so willingly offered him the key to his escape, considering how he had humiliated your brother and especially you in front of everyone at the docks earlier in the day. He chewed his lip, his eyes dilating at the thought of you. The way you stared at him in defiance, your temples rising and falling with the way you clenched your jaw. Of course, who could forget the sensation of your fingers pressed up against him as you fastened his belt? As much of the ladies' man that Jack was, there was something different about you. You weren't like Giselle or Scarlet, complaining about superficial things or just merely trying to get into his pants. He could tell there was this curious spirit fighting to break free when he first laid eyes on you. The way you cautiously peered over your brother's shoulder had made him... well, he certainly wouldn't say his heart skipped a beat. He wasn't a silly little boy. He was a man! A grown man, a pirate! CAPTAIN Jack Sparrow, mind you. And yet here he was, trying to justify to himself that what he felt for you was nothing more than just infatuation that would surely pass on.
But it didn't. It never did. While of course, his thoughts about stealing The Interceptor were his priority, he just couldn't stand still without his mind fleeting over to the very image of you, dressed in that regal bright blue gown and your hair all curled and pinned to form the most exquisite portrait of a woman he'd ever seen in his life. He smirked to himself at the thought of you, wondering what you must be doing at Port Royal at the moment. What if your brother had you married off to someone else? What if you were to live the rest of your life as a boring wife to an equally boring officer? He shook his head, wriggling himself free from those imaginative concoctions. He was a pirate, damn it. He had better things to think about than just a woman he had seen days ago.
"You've got to be kidding me," Your brother grumbled as he pushed past you. You had boarded The Interceptor with him, not because you had wanted to - even though you took every chance out on the sea with gratefulness - but because your brother was so worried about the possibility of your abduction that he wished you were beside him at all times. Including those incredibly still moments of him gazing out into the sea. To him, he seemed to have an air of control, all the world's burdens upon his shoulder. This was his duty. When you gazed out into the sea, however, it was a plethora of possibilities. The unmarked territories you could claim, the desire for you to seek out treasure from all corners. You could be free. And no one would stop you. Save your brother, but that was something he'd always do anyway. Your attention focused on The Dauntless a couple hundred meters away as you noticed flocks of the British crew on small boats were paddling towards the ship you were in. Your brother gazed through his telescope and snarled at the sight, hesitantly passing the device for you to see as well. From afar, you saw Will Turner and... Jack Sparrow? The pirate? Both of them were flapping their arms around trying to make use of the mast. You guffawed at the sight, laughing at them. You turned to face your brother who quickly reminded you with his gaze about your behavior and you swallowed the amusement away as fast as you could.
The two ships - The Dauntless and The Interceptor - were locked horns now and your brother ordered you to come with him to board The Dauntless and put an end to Sparrow's madness. You reluctantly agreed, your eyes scanning around to see any sight of the familiar pirate you had so longed to see.
"Search every cabin, every hull," Your brother barked, before turning back to you, "And you stay close to me. Do not go wandering about like a fool like you always do."
You glowered at him, electing not to anger him any further as you stood on the deck. You watched him disappear among the surge of officers onto The Dauntless. You sighed, pacing back and forth when you noticed two men swing over to The Interceptor. It was Will and Jack.
Eyes widening in surprise, you tried to call attention to the situation but your cries fell on deaf ears. You stomped your foot and watched Jack cut off the rope ties, one by one. His gaze was fixed downwards until he looked up momentarily, and there you stood. He stood there for a few more seconds, completely surprised by your presence. Deep down, as much as he hated to admit it, he feared that he would never see you again.
"What are you doing? Cut the rope!" Will cried out in confusion before he followed Jack's eyes to you. Jack looked upwards at the rope still connecting the two boats before turning back to you,
"Jump, Miss Norrington!" He instructed, and you stepped forward, holding onto a long piece of rope. Upon hearing your name, your brother rushed out of the Captain's Quarters, pushing past his men.
"(Y/N)!" He yelled, his eyes daring you to make another move. Realizing that this was the only opportunity to acquire what you had spent so long yearning for; the deep blue seas, the adventure, and the whimsical treasures, you sent him one final glance before running off the deck of The Dauntless and swinging onto The Interceptor. With the final rope now gone, and the ship sailing forward at full speed your brother looked at you as if you were dead to him.
When The Dauntless was far behind and there seemed to be no danger at the present moment, you walked towards your friend Will and the pirate beside him. Will seemed elated that you were there, and he hugged you so warmly that you nearly forgot that he was not related to you by blood. Releasing you from his arms, he sheepishly stepped aside as Jack Sparrow stepped forward.
"Miss Norrington, it is a pleasure to have you on board with us. I almost feared you might not have the guts to swing over," He teased, his hand graciously wrapping around your own as he kissed your fingers with such gentleness that it surprised you. You cracked half a smile at him, narrowing your eyes, before responding,
"You may call me (Y/N), and please, I never turn down an opportunity for adventure."
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How they react when seeing scars from the past
Jack Sparrow:
• You couldn’t deny the fact that you instantly felt insecure about the scars from your dark past when Jack Sparrow saw them for the first time
• Jack may think that someone is currently hurting you and will question you about it, at first he thinks otherwise as you tell him the honest truth
• Jack would want to and is capable of disposing of anyone who has the nerve to hurt you, you may have to hold him back before things end badly
• “If you want them to live, you better keep them out of my sights.” He would say and you would just roll your eyes at that statement from him
• “You’re being ridiculous.” You throw back, in return, getting a scoff as he turns to walk away
• As if Jack Sparrow wasn’t overly protective already, this made him even more, especially after telling him about the painful past, how they got there and who actually did this to you
• You agree that if Jack ever encounters the monster, he could do whatever he pleases
Hector Barbossa:
• Although you knew you couldn’t hide the scars forever, Barbossa would see them sometime and you won’t have a choice other than to be truthful of how you received scars from the past
• After he sees them for the first time, he thinks that you’re in harm’s way and you’re just not telling him
• Once you’re finally able to get him to calm down, you’re able to tell him how they really did happen and Barbossa believes you, but he still can’t shake the thought that you aren’t being completely honest in the beginning after he made his own suggestion on how they came to be
• You reassure him continuously until he gets it through his head, which takes you a while but you’re able to help him think of it differently than before
• In the beginning, Barbossa is actually very understanding about how this can be a sensitive topic for you or anyone for that matter to talk about, so he waits patiently on your terms when you’re ready to tell him
• The only thing you aren’t completely truthful about are the names you had given him of who did that to you, you change their names to protect their identity from Barbossa
• You’re a very forgiving person and that’s one of the things Barbossa loves about you
• You couldn’t help it, you were born that way and continue to live it
Will Turner:
• He’s not quite sure what to make of it at first, but when you tell him your story, you don’t leave out a detail and it hits home to him
• Ever since seeing your scars for the first time, Will has sworn to be even more overly protective of you
• He keeps a sharp eye on you, and when he can’t, he gets someone else to look after you, not giving that person a choice, he couldn’t go without knowing you were more than okay and safe
• It helps him to have a peace of mind knowing you were being looked after, when he asked who did this to you, you made the mistake of telling him the actual names of those responsible for it and would later come to regret it
• Will secretly turns it into a manhunt to catch those responsible
• You don’t find out until they have actually found the people, they bring them to trial and sentence them
• They were sent to be executed, but you didn’t attend it
• You’re a little upset that Will went and did that, but than you’ve come to understand that he did so with reason and now, with that taken care of, it makes it a little safer for you and other individuals
• It prevents them from hurting anyone else and you took victory in that
• Though you were a little more forgiving than Will, you wanted others to be safe and sometimes there is no other way to make sure of that
• Will would eventually come find you later and apologize to you for doing what he did
• You had already forgiven him
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Characters:
• Jack Sparrow
• Davy Jones
• Hector Barbossa
• Will Turner
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the queer urge to be a pirate captain bc it would mean youd have a hoard of unhinged older men ranging from pathetic to just plain evil available to you at all times ready to follow whatever you command
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Could I request Jack sparrow x reader where the reader gets frequent nightmares?
Yess of course, our funny captain cares about his darling
Im here for you
It was happening again. Me in dark room without walls... calling for help but none there to help me.
"JACK?!" I yelled.
Silence
"BARBOSSA?? GIBS?? ANYONE?!" I asked.
But nobody responded. It started to get cold, i sat on the floor trying to get warmer. All of the sudden I heard gunshot.
"WHO'S THERE?!"
No answer. I got up and started walking trying to find a person with a gun. When i saw that i do nothing like this i turned back but when I wanted to go back i heard gunshot and felt something in my heart. I looked down and saw that someone shot me. I was looking for the person and out of the dark went Jack.
"Why?" I said.
"Sorry love, but my only love is sea. I can't stand break ups so this is easier" he said and smiled.
After that I woke up, all sweaty i stood up to drink some water. I got out on deck to catch some air but by my rush I haven't seen Jack following me.
"What happened?" He asked and I got scared and took a gun out.
"AHHH!!" I yelled.
"AHHH TO YOU TOO WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED" Jack said.
I lowered my weapon and took a breath.
"I had a nightmare" I said.
"Again??"
"Yes"
"Let's get back to cabin and than we can talk about it. It's cold outside and you are not dress properly for cold weather". Jack said and I agreed.
We went back to our cabin and lay on bed again. We were cuddling.
"What was happening in your nightmare?" He asked while was playing with my hair.
I told him everything that happened in my nightmare and when I got to the part where he shot me he sat up immediately.
"WHAT?! I WOULD NEVER DO THAT" He said.
"I know" i said.
He looked at me with sad eyes, he could see that I know that he wouldn't do that but that voice inside telling me that he would do it made me overthinking.
He hugged me and layed down again.
"That voice needs to shut up because he is lying". He said and I laughed.
He laughed with me and kissed me.
"I do love sea baby but I love you more" he said and kissed me again
#pirates of the caribbean x reader#captain jack sparrow#jack sparrow x reader#jack sparrow#captain jack sparrow x reader#pirates of the caribbean#potc fandom#potc fic#potc
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Smile at the Bottom of the Bottle - Jack Sparrow x Reader | Smut
Summary: Jack cheers up the reader with a little special treat (A/n: lol)
Word Count: 780
Date Posted: 03.22.24
Prompt: Can i request a jack x reader were jack sees the reader having a bad day and decides to try and drink her/their (idc if its fem or neutral:D)troubles away. So jack tries to cheer them up and he turns it dirty;) if not that's okay to:)
TW: AFAB Language was used, with P in V penetration.
Note: N/a
🔞MINORS DO NOT INTERACT🔞
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Being part of Jack’s crew was always an adventure. There never seemed to be any rhyme or reason for his actions, yet somehow, things seemed to work out in his favor more often than not. Like Gibbs, you were loyal to Jack. Unlike Gibbs, your unwavering loyalty landed you marooned with Jack during the original mutiny.
And again, now after Barbossa dropped you, Jack, and Elizabeth on the very same island.
“Here,” Jack handed you a bottle, thunking down on the sand next to you and the small fire you had built. Elizabeth was out wanding the beach, doing god knows what; you didn’t care. It's not that you didn’t like Elizabeth; it's just that you didn’t care much about what she did. It’s the bed she made; she’s gotta lay in it.
“Thanks,” You took the bottle, taking a long swig. You didn’t have to tell Jack that it was a shitty day; he was feeling it too.
“Give me a smile, Love,” Jack caressed your cheek, “You know I hate it when you’re sad.”
“Not much to smile for, Jack,” you countered, shaking your head. “We’re stuck here again.”
“Aye, but we’re together.” He leaned in to whisper in your ear, kissing the lobe. You sighed, relaxing into his familiar touch. With his free hand, he stroked your bodice, making his way to your corset ties and undoing them swiftly. Once untied, he unclipped it, letting fall loose to the sand. “And I know what will make you smile.”
You rolled your eyes but made no move to stop him, letting undo the ties that held up your well-fitted trousers. Jack slid his hand down your pants, finding your sensitive clit with precision, using two fingers to rub it in slow, deliberate circles.
You couldn’t help the sigh that escaped your lips, rocking your hips up against his finger. You lost yourself in the feeling of him pressed against you as he continued to kiss down your neck to your collarbone, leaking little hickies and bruises in his wake, claiming you.
“You’re a tease,” You growled at him, “Man up and fuck me like you mean it.”
Jack just laughed at your frustration and pulled your pants around your ankles, making just enough space for him to get between them, repeating the action for his own trousers, freeing his long, thin member. He lined himself up with your entrance, sliding in with ease as you moaned. It had been a while since the last time he’d sunk his cock in you; you had missed the feeling.
He gripped your hips, propping them up against his, forcing you to lay back on the sand. Jack rocked gently into you, allowing you to warm up to his intrusion. Slowly but steadily, he began picking up the pace, sloppily kissing anywhere he could reach.
“Jack,” You moaned, hiding your face in your arm. His hand shot out, gripping your jaw as he forced your eyes to his.
“Don’t hide,” His smile bordered on sadistic. “I want to see your pretty face as you moan for me.”
Jack adjusted his positioning, hitting that spot that never failed to make you squeal and writhe beneath him. It felt amazing, but purposely, it wasn’t enough to get you to tumble over that edge. It only got you riled up until you were teetering on the edge of the cliff, waiting for the gust of wind to send you over.
“I swear, Jack, if you don’t make me cum, I will shoot you,” You threatened, arching you back into him, craving more than he was giving you.
Again, he laughed, reaching under your shirt to tease your taut nipples. Every pinch sent waves of painful pleasure through your body, right down to where that hot coil was tightening at the base of your stomach.
“Fuck, Jack,” You moaned again, brows furrowed in concentration, willing yourself to fall over that edge. You let out slow breaths, each inhale making your pleasure burn hotter, and the coil tightens. “Fuck, Jack, I’m gonna cum.”
“Come for me,” Jack demands as you stumble over the cliff, the coil bursting as aftershocks roll through you. Your pussy clenches around his cock as you spasm, the sensation forcing him to the edge.
Swiftly, Jack pulls out, only managing to stroke himself once or twice before he spurts thick beads of cum over your exposed stomach. He collapsed next to you, using his shirt to clean you up.
“I knew I’d make you smile.” He grabbed the abandoned bottle, taking a long swig. You just hummed in response, eyes closed in satisfaction, a soft smile on your lips.
“I guess you did.”
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#Jack Sparrow X Reader#pirates of the caribbean x reader#pirates of the caribbean#finn writes#03.22.24
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My love will never die - Jack Sparrow x reader
Summary: Jack trades you for his life. He promises to be there when your ten year sentence is up.
Warnings: Jack is not the good guy here, friends. Rough treatment of reader, unrequited love, heartbreak, angst, a singular swear.
Inspired by Davy Jones by Fia Orädd
I'm considering making this inspired by a song thing a series. I really enjoy doing it. Anyway I hope you enjoy this delicious crunchy angst.
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"Don't let them take me! Please, please!" I screamed and cried and kicked and punched, struggling to escape the iron grips of the men on either side of me. "God, please! Jack!"
Jack stood on the dock, his back to the shore and hands in his pockets. He did not flinch as my hands were bound in thick iron chains. He did not blink when I screamed at him to take me home, please just get me out of here.
A hand clamped over my mouth, and without thinking, I sunk my teeth into the calloused flesh. The man yelled, withdrawing his hand and slapping me across the face with it. His blood dripped down my cheek, mixing with my tears.
"You bitch!" He screeched. Wiping his hand on his shirt.
"Just let me say goodbye," I sobbed. "I won't run, I won't run I promise..."
The other man snapped shackles on the ankles and gave them a tug. "What ever, sweetheart. But if you so much as look in the wrong direction I'll-"
I didn't stick around to hear the rest. I half ran, half waddled down the dock and threw myself into the arms of my lover, sobbing into his shoulder. "Don't let them take me." I begged.
"I have to. I will be here when you get back." Jack's voice was smooth and calm, like it always was. Usually it was reassuring, but now I was unnerving.
"Aren't you afraid, Jack?" I cried. "Aren't you sad that I'm going away?"
His hands rested against my hips casually. "Of course, darling. But I must not let myself feel it, because I won't be able to let you leave if I do."
"Don't let me leave, Jack, take me home... take me home." I croaked, voice hoarse from screaming. I could hear one of the men stomping up the dock behind me, and I grasped his shirt desperately. "Kiss me, Jack. Please." "No." He replied, firmly and sharply.
"Jack-" The man grabbed my arm painfully. "No, no no, Jack... Jack, please just kiss me one more time."
Jack could not look in my eyes. "Take her away."
"NO!" I screamed and screamed as I was dragged up the dock again. I screamed until after I had been locked away below deck, and I no longer could see the dock out the small window. Then I cried until my eyes were red and I could nor cry anymore.
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Ten years. That was the time I had to serve aboard the ship. Jack had said the wrong thing to the wrong guy. The price he had to play was me. Ten years of my hard labour, or they would take his life.
It was not a hard decision. I would have cut out my own heart for Jack. But I did not think I could survive ten years without him close.
I had been at sea for nine years, eleven months and thirteen days, and finally- finally- we had docked. I was home. Home to Jack. I ran down the dock, and this time I was not shackled. I ran until my bare feet hit pavement, then stopped. Jack was not here.
More slowly this time, I ventured back up the dock, looking more closely at the fisherman nearby. None of them were Jack. He told me he'd wait for me.
Tears filled my eyes as I remember Jack, my Jack. Who could never truly show how he felt, not even to me. Who could never tell me he loved me for fear that I would leave. I didn't need him to say it, though. I knew that he loved me. He never said it words, but he showed it in actions. The way he would glare at any other men who glanced my way. How he would take away my bottle of rum when I had had too much. How he would leave food on the desk in his cabin when I slept in.
He loved me. So why wasn't he here now? Maybe he was late. Jack was always late. But he always showed. Mostly. I concentrate on my list of things Jack does to show he loves me, but the more I think about it the more I see.
He would glare at the men that glanced at me when I wasn't looking, but then he would spent half the night staring at another woman's breasts. He would take my rum when I got to tipsy, but then would down the bottle himself and leave me to stumble across the deck into his cabin. He would leave food aside if I was still sleeping when he ate, but would yell that he was looking forward to having it as his lunch.
Jack didn't love me. He never did. I just made myself believe he did. He let me believe he did. I think back to the day they took me. Jack told me he hated to see me go. But he wouldn't kiss me. He did not mourn. I had spent the last ten years pining over a man who couldn't think twice about my feelings.
A dull, throbbing pain pulsed through my chest, and an unsettling rage nestled in my gut. I would make him pay for what he had done. The time he had taken from me.
I once would have cut out my own heart for Jack, but I did not have to. He had torn it to shreds.
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Hey there! First time requesting haha but I LOVE your writings!
Anyway may I request some relationship headcanons with Jack, Barbossa and Davy? Thank you and have a good day <3
Hello dear 💖, thanks for your request.
Being in a relationship with them 🫂
Jack sparrow:
Jack sparrow, Jack sparrow in a committed relationship is a very special thing. Gibbs even said, "Jack stayin' is like treasure, ye can't lose him cause he values ya too much."
Nights out on the pearl with dancing and music.
Learning how to sail and join the piracy life; plundering the other ships and pillaging those that have treasure.
Jack would match you to his freedom, his soul for the pearl.
Jack being more genuine with you then his previous love interests.
He would still flirt with many lasses but wouldn't commit to them.
Smiling every time he saw you sail the pearl.
Passionate snogging, picture the most dramatic scene in the world, and him kissing you on the forecastle of the ship.
Jack "trying" to impress you with something you like, even if it may involve a dangerous chase with Master Gibbs.
Jack learning to be a good person for you. Only you, he ain't gonna give up the pirate life savvy.
Jack may be on edge with having a child.
Drinking rum together.
Master Gibbs asking about you and Jack. He likes that scuttlebutt of your relationship.
Marriage may be something he has thought about. "See, I'm the captain, and I can give my blessings on my ship, whaddya say love hm."
Jack may be choatic, tred lightly.
Jack would flirt a lot. He would treat you like he treats freedom as his first beloved.
Jack would have "things" and values you first before Master Gibbs.
Jack Sparrow is always showing you adventure and loves to lay with you in the sand on a beach.
Alot of snogging on that beach.
Imagine you're in his cabin, talking about sweet nothing's, and finally, you start start to kiss him until an interruption from one of the crew mates happened. You squeal in embrassment as Jack says, "Oi, can't-cha wait a little longer mate".
Seeing the sun fall each night and being in the arms of Jack Sparrow as he tells his adventures featuring 'a dashing captain who saved a fine lass from evil buccaneers'.
Jack would mature and start to become committed. He would risk his life from the depths of jones's locker to save you.
Know once you have Jack, treat him like treasure cause that's rare to come by.
Hector Barbossa:
Hector would have a secret affair. He would visit you on land to spend his days with you.
Having peaceful evenings in his quarters or his dining room with you.
Barbossa is more genuine with you, and no tricks or surprises come with it.
He feels the serenity he once did when he's on the pearl.
Being a passionate man, that would even make Jack Sparrow jealous.
You gave him something to believe in and fight for.
He would be protective of you. Perhaps if you knew how to fight, he would back off a bit but still throw a cutlass at a cur for you.
Touching. lot of touching, he would touch your shoulders, neck, face, cheek and hold your body close to him.
Star gaze with you, he would tease you if you got a star wrong.
Act tough and wants you to see him as tough. Despite him only being human, you know when he has his down moments.
He would act in many ways to impress you, but he'll break down his wall to show you who he is, even if he isn't "the best" in the world.
Having insecurity if you showed interest in having a child.
Marriage would be a possible thought, although it would be done under his blessings and not told amongst any of his men.
Kissing him would be passionate, full of touching of your body.
He would carry a miniature portrait of you when he's sailing.
Sometimes drifting off at the ocean missing your presence.
Sparrow mocking him, oh yes, even Jack's smart enough to figure it out.
"Tell me, who's that woman you've been catching fancy? Could've sworn her name starts with y/n, y/n parsley, no tha's not it, Ah y/n L/N that's it."
"Shut It Sparrah."
Barbossa wouldn't forget you. He would hold you dearly close and value every dabloon worth of you. You're his treasure.
Davy Jones:
Davy would still be in heartbreak over Calypsos betrayal. He wouldn't be able to move from his past until he met you.
You brought him light, life, and hope once again.
He would be softer and kinder to you and mutter small words like "mah heart beats fah you" or "Yah be me savouir."
Having you as his beacon to ease his pain. He would need comforting in your presence.
He would fight for you or anything that comes to destroy you.
Kissing would involve him caressing you with his tentacles and planting his slimy lips on yours.
He could potentially turn human from your kindness. You've given him pieces of humanity.
His past would still remain, it haunts him and nothing can rid of it.
When he's playing the organ, you listen and comfort him.
He would still act cruel, but if you didn't want a person to die, he would let them join the crew in place request for not killing them.
A new pain occurred within him of letting you re join land. However, he can't let you go because he would miss you dearly.
Settling a deal to Calypso to let you live and for once has a redemption arch.
Playing a new song that's a thought of you.
Tossing the locket around his neck into the sea and feeling more at peace.
He would resurface to be with you.
Anyways that's all I have for now:
Ta Ta ✨️
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Why do almost all x reader fics have to be smut?? I just wanna have tea with my comfort character is that too much to ask??
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How they would comfort you
Jack Sparrow:
• Jack Sparrow has a habit of trying to fix problems on his own, and when he wanted to fix whatever had you bothered, you ask him not to, that the best thing he can do for you is just to remain by your side, so he obliges
• Jack will try to get an image of how you’re feeling, but it’s a challenge when it comes to reading body language rather than hear it through words
• Jack isn’t very good at reading others, even you. You always have to tell him, which you honestly didn’t mind doing.
• Jack never was good at offering good advice once you’ve finished telling him. By doing this, Jack seems to be a good listener.
• He offers physical affection, his actions are stronger than words when it comes to you and sometimes that was better, all you need to see that everything is okay and will work out in the end
• Physical affection would include running his fingers lightly through your hair, and that often did the trick in making you feel so relaxed that you begin to doze off
• The next step in physical affection would be taking you into his sleeping quarters and the both of you would be cuddling as he continues to comfort you
• Pulls you close to him
• Promising you in a hushed tone that he would always be there for you
• Once you begin to feel better, you begin to speak
• “Can we stay like this for a little while? It’s nice.”
• Jack would release a small laugh as he agrees to your request
• He loves you to pieces and hated it to see that something has bothered you so much
• Jack had a way of making it all seem not so bad
Hector Barbossa:
• To see you so upset, the very first thing that Barbossa would often think you were upset because of something he has done
• It took a lot for him to finally ask you if it was anything he did and would try to comfort you with apologies before giving you the chance to explain what was going on
• Once you confirmed it had nothing to do with anything he had done, it was a huge relief for him as he tries to help you through whatever was troubling
• Unlike Jack Sparrow, he uses words as a tool for comforting you, he’ll say the sweetest things to you, in which you know he is very sincere and is true to them, no matter how long in time
• “I’m glad you came into my life.” he would say, causing you to blush
• Upon seeing that, he waited until you were ready to tell him what was going on that made you upset
• When you did tell him, he pulls you in his embrace and pulls you close while you continue on telling him
• “I’m here for you.” is how it all starts, and you think it’s the best place to start.
• sometimes he will try and tell you stories from his past adventures
• Your favorite ones to hear about are the ones about Jack Sparrow
• Whenever you feel this way, Barbossa would know how to take care of you and help you to feel better
• He often doesn’t say it, but in this case, he said it again, almost as if he was taking back in time where the two of you confessed feelings for each other
• “I love you, so much.” he would say, followed by your own feelings for him.
• “I love you, too.”
Davy Jones:
• It doesn’t take long for Davy to pick up on the fact that something was wrong, or that something seemed to have upset you and he was determined to get to the bottom of it and find out
• One of the signs he picked up on was the fact that your ability to remember things had seemed to gone out the window
• Next, if you have messed up just the slightest, no matter how small, you seemed to get easily irritated and even close to very emotional, which is very unlike you
• The last part of it was you have suddenly fallen ill, even though the day before you were perfectly healthy
• Of course, Davy didn’t want to find out just by asking so at first, he asks some of the most trusted crew mates to look after you and report back to him if they notice anything
• When that didn’t work, he had no choice but to come right out and ask you, and he worried that it would upset you
• It did a little in the beginning, but you don’t spill everything out at once. So every night as you’re recovering, he comes to visit and you just take baby steps in telling him everything. During that time spent together, you’ve become closer as he gets to know you better
• After learning what’s going on, Davy’s soft spot for you only grew, as he now isn’t afraid to spare you the treatment in front of everyone from now on
• Comfort shows more from his actions than words, but he’s very good at it
• A couple of times, you’ve noticed Davy keeping an eye on you if you’re not close by, he just wants to make sure you’re not in any kind of danger, keeping you safe from harm
• The crew now respects you a little more than they have before
Will Turner:
• If you’re upset about something, it’s easy for him to tell, it’s nearly impossible to hide anything from Will
• He knows just by simply holding your hand brings you calm and comfort, so you’re often seen around holding his hand
• If you have to part ways for even just a few seconds or minutes, he’s always reluctant to leave your side, even with knowing you’d still be there when he returns to you, almost like he never left for a brief moment
• “Don’t go where I can’t follow!” he’d say, but that would be when you go off on your own a little bit
• Hearing Will say that never failed to bring a smile to your face. Upon your return, Will sometimes is overly dramatic with greetings. Usually he greets you with a hug that tells you he thought he’d never see you again.
• You don’t complain, you return the hug before going off with him
• Will was very protective of you, especially during those times you would get upset and often, he would think it was because of something he had done
• “Don’t lie for me, (Y/n).” he’d say.
• You were always truthful with him
• You both work together on looking for ways to get rid of whatever it was that was making you so upset
James Norrington:
• No matter how hard you may try, it was just too easy for James to pick up on the scent that you were very bothered by something
• Once it was confirmed, he would ask you what it was, nearly demanding answers from you
• However, seeing as upset as you were once he started asking, he allowed for you to take all the time in the world that was required of your need to compose yourself just enough to at least.m tell him what was going on
• He refused to leave your side once he knows and tries his best to comfort you in ways he believed would bring you comfort
• And it worked
• You’re hardly leaving his side and he’s hardly ever letting you go out of his sight
• Unlike some, James Norrington was very understanding and sincerely cared
• From than on, he wasn’t afraid to put you first before anything else
• Even though it may have gotten him in trouble a few times, he continued and didn’t care about the trouble it got him in
• You would ask for him to worry about you later, but he wasn’t having it
• “Not a chance in the world.” he’d say.
• Which only made you fall in love with him even more
• It was those awful nightmares that was bothering you, they seemed to never have any plans on ever going away
• If anything, they got worse each time you had one
• One night, you had a real bad one, one that made you scream and thrash around in your sleep
• Of course, that woke James up and he comes to your aid as he begins comforting you
• “I heard you screaming again, is it the nightmares?”
• You nod as you feel like you couldn’t breathe and that’s when James started his mission to comfort you back to sleep
• “Hey, just look at me. Breathe.”
• You did and soon, you started feeling better and laid back down to go back to sleep.
• Just as you were about to enter sleep, you were awakened a short minute at the feel of James Norrington’s hand in yours
• “Hold my hand. You’re going to be fine.”
• “I could use a hug.” you say sleepily.
• The last thing you remember before falling asleep was seeing the smile form on his lips, followed by the feel of him holding you
• Finally, a peaceful sleep takes over
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GUYS I’ve heard so many of you talking about modern au fics but I have yet to find ANY. PLEASE SEND THEM TO ME I WILL CRY
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Davy Jones headcanons
For @kyuoki
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• After the captain found you had never done it, he would be extremely gentle and he’d make sure you’d give consent before doing anything he does. The first time would be gentle and slow, he wouldn’t want to scare you away.
• You would sit on his lap, just so you can be close to him, he would wrap his arms around your legs and back, comforting you, gently brushing your cheek with his right hand and giving you forehead kisses until you have cooled off. After a while, when he reassures you it’s nothing to be ashamed of, he asks you if you have ever thought about doing with him. You shyly nods, trying to hide your stress, but he quickly senses it
• He uses his charming and intimidating mannerism to make you slightly worked up, because he (obviously, for someone his age) knows how to make a woman weak in the knees with a bit of suggestive talk.
• He leans in closer, giving you a soft kiss on the lips, the kisses become more passionate with each passing second, until his tongue decides to be just slightly dominant
• Enough to get you worked up, never to hurt you in such a way
• The first kiss was slow, just so he can see if you allow him to go on (as said, he needs to make sure he won’t cross the line.) When he sees you’re more then willing to go on, he takes a step further
• His kisses become deep and passionate, low grunts coming from his throat as his right hand roams over your legs, squeezing and grabbing your thigh. When he hears a soft moan from you, he pulls away, taking a moment to catch his breath. His hand slowly reaches up your inner thigh, and it stops just as the captain asks softly, “Shall I darlin’?”
• You nod, feeling he won’t do more than you’re going to allow him to do, thus, you feel safe by putting your virginity in his hands
• His tongue wraps around yours, in a passionate kiss, taking the lead. After a moment, he pulls away, still keeping the eye contact. “Damn it, love. Yer moans are fucking adorable.”
• Big on vocal and getting you worked up by his words. Things like: “Yer so wet for yer captain, darlin’”
• Which seemed to do a great job in making you ready for the next step. Remembering to make sure he’s as gentle and slow as he can get with you in this moment.
• When things started to get more intense, your hand flew to cover your mouth, muffling any sounds that come from you, in fear that the crew or someone might be hearing you.
• As quickly as it had started, it was over. But this wouldn’t be the only intimate moment shared with each other, there’s more to come sooner than you may think.
• After getting comfortable at last, you allow a little more dominance from him. He knows that he can be rough, but he always makes sure that afterwards, you are well looked after. You are his everything, so whatever you need, he will get for you.
• It had been quite some time since he had been with anyone when he met you though.
• At first, he was very gentle with you, sticking to plastering your consents and never going down on you or getting too rough.
• He saw you as a lady and was used to the idea of treating you like you were a rare gem.
• He’s very serious, completely focused on you and your pleasure.
• He will lighten up in more tender moments between you two, often after the act when he has you in his arms holding you close. Nothing makes you happier than seeing Davy smile, a rare and intimate thing that only you are privileged to.
• One of the greatest gifts from Davy was, sweet and tender towards you, cold and cruel towards the crew onboard.
• In secret, he is a romantic at heart and you mean everything to him, but he’s got a darker side that you are willing to submit to in the bedroom. Behind closed doors, he's dominant as fuck with you.
• It’s almost impossible for Davy to keep his hands off you until the moment you were alone together
• Davy loves to tease you, edging you over and over until you are nearly begging for release.
• He loves leaving marks on you (gripping your hips tightly as he takes you from behind or leaving deep hickies on your neck and chest from nipping at your flesh).
• This man is the king of teasing. He loves nothing more than leaving you a begging, panting, needy mess and then saying he’s barely even begun with you. He loves working you right to the edge of release and then pulling his hand/mouth away right at the moment you are about to explode.
• Even if he is a massive tease, he always follows through and makes sure that by the end, you are fully satisfied.
• Davy loves making you be loud, wanting you to moan and scream his name as much as possible.
• He’s not so vocal in that way, but does talk a lot during intimate moments. Plenty of dirty talk as well as praising you (such a good girl, you take me so well…)
• In the end, you feel tired and so does he, but since he doesn’t get some good rest anyways, he does like to hold you in his arms afterwards and watch you sleep, occasionally running his fingers through your hair and placing gentle kisses on your cheeks as you slumber. Sometimes he will whisper to you how beautiful you look and how lucky that after centuries of eternal damnation, he found someone as perfect as you.
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Thank you, @kyuoki for teaming up with me on this one! It was really fun and I’m always up for working together again in the future! (:
I hope you like this, and thank you for your patience on your request! I’m always open for more ideas!!! ❤️ ❤️ ❤️
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The Banter of Thieves
Pairing: Jack Sparrow x F!Reader
Jack Sparrow was by no means your friend. He wasn't even an acquaintance. His mere presence irked you, caused you to vomit overboard and wipe the drool that dabbled your chin as you spat out the lovely painting your stomach decided to spew out. The entire Caribbean sea knew better than to mess with you; you were the jewel of the ocean, the only woman to have stood for so long on your feet without ever backing down. Once your crew was outnumbered by the British officers, but you bravely traversed the seas and implied that you had more guts than your opponents. Another instance was when you managed to have stolen an artifact aboard a merchant ship that costed you a good fortune. You were the talk of Tortuga for weeks on end - added to that were rounds of free rum with jealous ladies and ecstatic men surrounding your presence.
So it was of to no surprise that upon hearing your name being tossed around like a ball, Jack Sparrow would've felt a little bit of resentment. Well, not a little - it was a LOT. He was devastated, he was hurt. How could the people trample around singing your name when HE was the infamous Captain Jack Sparrow! THE Captain Jack Sparrow of THE Black Pearl! He couldn't handle it. He just couldn't sit there and watch you swinging your arms around with the other pirates, gleefully cheering on your success. Drink after drink, he noticed the amount of rum you were being passed. Some men forced a glass to you, and though you politely declined, he noticed the way you'd give in after the third persistent person chimed in with a 'please' and there the rum would go down. It would cascade down your neck, around your breasts and find itself sloshed on the ground; Jack hated it. He hated to see the sight of pure, good rum being wasted away like that.
When you were passed out, slouched against a sturdy chair with the glass still in your hand, Jack had tip-toed to where you sat and stood over your sleeping form. You weren't a hideous creature; he'd seen much worse on his escapades. In his mind, he couldn't fathom to understand how a girl as beautiful and intelligent such as yourself could have the nerve to be a pirate and go against him? Him? Ugh, it made his blood curl at the thought. In any other circumstances, he would've tried to woo you or played some sort of game, but clearly those options were out the window. His eyes cast over to you once again, and he caught onto the tiny sliver of shimmering gold tucked away in your shirt against your bosom. Pursing his lips together, he grabbed a small dagger and carefully used the blade to hook onto the gold's chain; despite being a pirate, he still had SOME manners. Not all of them for a gentlemen, but at least enough so that he wouldn't have to be slapped by the rest of the women on Tortuga. Two was enough for him at the moment. Lifting the chain up into the air, his eyes flickered onto you for a brief moment; you stirred in your sleep, but not too much to indicate that you might be awake. He sighed in relief, holding the chain to the light as his eyes followed the path down to an intricately designed key. He narrowed his eyes at the design pattern, noticing a fresh emblem with the letters "C.D." inscribed. His eyes widened, bringing it closer to him. No, he couldn't believe it. How did she manage to find the key for The Cure of the Dead? Impossible! He pocketed the key, grabbing the glass of rum from her as she whined in her sleep. Chugging it down, he let out a hiss as the liquid flowed down his throat and marched out of the tavern with a new mission set on his mind.
"I'm going to cut off that dirty bastard's prying fingers," You growled, seated firmly in the cabin of your ship; when you had woken up after, you already knew what must've happened when the gold chain was missing and you cursed every God that existed in your mind to help you find Sparrow before he'd get his filthy, grubby hands on what you had desired. The Cure was no simple thing - no, it was not a simple little vial or a chest of wealth - it was much more. There was a certain ritual that was foretold in the legend; the one soul, after giving up four equal drops of blood, would be able to pursue the path of immortality and greatness. Your father had spent ages pillaging and tormenting anyone who proved to be an obstacle just to find the key. And now, under your possession - or well, was under your possession - you were extremely keen on protecting your father's legacy through the key, anxious to seek the glory in honor of your fearless father. At the present moment, that dream was starting to sink faster than a ship caught in a whirlpool thanks to the lovely Captain Jack Sparrow himself.
A few days had passed among the seas and your crew had slowly abandoned your ship, one by one. They knew it was going to be a very tiresome journey, but you should've known better that the slightest inconvenience would have them scuttling away back to their mummies. You cursed at them as they rowed away, swearing to enact your revenge one day if they ever dared to return to your captaincy. Your eyes shifted from them to the large island approaching your ship. You noticed another ship seated on the shore, some crewmen walking about the deck or on the sandy land. Assuming this was Jack's crew, you managed to park your vessel besides them and leaned over the deck to bellow,
"Oi! Is that Gibbs I see there?"
The old man swiftly turned at the mention of his name, narrowing his eyes at you with a scowl.
"Aye it be, Captain (L/N)," He rolled his eyes, nudging Raggetti whose bulging eyes seemed to seep right through you. Grimacing at the sight of the skeleton-like man, you climbed down onto the beach shore and dug your hands in your pockets.
"Where is that scoundrel?" You snapped, marching forward as a hand rested on the hilt of your sword. Gibbs scoffed,
"Bit of a strong word to use there, love," He paused for a moment, rubbing his nose before looking at you, "But if you must know, he went through the trees himself."
"Nobody else with him?"
"Nobody else."
"Well, then, after I acquire what is rightfully man, you all will very much be welcome aboard my ship." You grinned, scanning Jack's crew.
"But we've already got ourself a captain," Raggetti scorned to which you quickly added,
"Not after I'm through with Jack, you won't."
You left the gaping faces behind as you marched into the leafy forest ahead of you. Stepping over a few roots, you noticed a distinct imprint on the mud just a few inches from where you stood; the fool must've slipped and fell on his own face. With a guttural groan, you pushed through and followed the signs among your surroundings, the very same that your father used to tell you. Remembering his tales comforted you immensely, and you wished he was here to see his little girl all grown up and ready to see the treasure he had wished for so long. He would be proud of her, he would've loved her. He would've... surely not expected to see Jack Sparrow stuck between the branches of a tree.
"Jack?" You cocked your head to the side, stepping around the tree to see his face. His features were all scrunched up as he tugged his body to the best of his ability against the branches.
"Those stupid roots!" He exclaimed in a muffled tone. He cried out in exasperation, continuing to tug himself as much as he could before shrieking, "Don't just stand there! Help me!"
You stepped forward, just about ready to push his face out but you caught yourself, hands still in the air as you raised an eyebrow, "Give me the key first, and then I shall help you."
Upon hearing your words, Jack huffed out in annoyance, "Darlin', I think there's something more important here than your stupid key. Help me, first."
"No," You hissed, "You give me the key, and then I'll help you." You extended your arm out, beckoning for him to hand over your prized possession. Jack glared at you, muttering some cursed under his breath; you could've sworn he had said "that insufferable wench" and you scowled at him.
"Listen, love... darling... sweetheart," He groaned between tugs, "If you help me, I swear I'll hand over the key to you."
"You swear? You swear on your ship?" You prodded, and unbeknownst to you, he crossed his fingers behind his back,
"Of course! Of course, my love! N-Now just g-get me out of this stupid mess!" He seethed. You rolled up your sleeves, and placed your palms against his face, beginning to apply pressure.
"Ow... ow, ow, ow, ow, that's my precious face! You're gonna mush my skull in!" Jack screamed, and your blood boiled at his ungratefulness, causing you to begin pushing harder. You tuned out his cries of pain, finally released him from the stockade-like tree, and watched him howl and roll around the dirt. You kicked the side of his body, extending your hand out again for the key. He groaned as he sat up, taking your hand to lift him off the ground.
"You idiot!" You hissed, swatting his hand away, "I want the key!"
Jack blinked a few times, biting the inside of his cheek, "And here I really thought you'd care for me."
Standing back up on his feet, he noticed the way your gaze never faltered on him. He gave a disgusted expression towards you, sauntering off towards the cave opening with a determined mission on his mind. He paused, looking back at you with your open hand for a brief moment, before instantly picking up his pace. Screaming in anger, you charged after him and hopped onto his back, tugging his locks of hair as he shrieked in pain.
"Ow! Ow! Off, off! Look, women aren't meant to pull on my hair unless we're laying in bed together!" Jack hollered.
"I'm a pirate, you oaf, I can do as I please!" You bellowed, tugging harder and steering him away from the cave opening's keyhole. He stumbled backward and stood still for a moment trying to process something in his head,
"You mean to tell me you're not a woman?" He asked in a genuine tone of voice, before gasping loudly, "You deceitful bastard! You mean to tell me you're a filthy bugger impersonating a female?"
"Are you stupid?" You snarled, completely flabbergasted by his words. Not only was he the most aggravating pirate you'd ever met, but currently while on his back, he was definitely the stupidest one you'd ever come across. Jack trudged forward, trying his best to ignore the sharp pain of his hair practically ripping off his scalp as he shoved the key into its designated home. You cried out in frustration, watching the cave slowly open to reveal the circular stage under the beam of light. Upon seeing the glory in front of you, your head poked around his hair and leaned forward, completely in awe of its beauty.
"You know, you can get off me back now," Jack smirked, turning his head ever so slightly to catch a glimpse of you. You shut your gaping mouth and hopped off him, dusting yourself of any of his filth as you walked past him. It was almost a dance in the way you blocked his path towards the light, your back facing him as your foot extended outwards and your body swayed.
"Don't be a child," Jack mumbled, stepping back and forth as he tried to find a way around you.
"Shut up, you don't even understand the value of this discovery. My father had spent ages-" You began before being cut off,
"Oh, the same old wishy-washy, swishy-swashy story. We know the legend, we know the journey (Y/N)," Jack yawned, "Your father was a thief for stealing that from Davy Jones."
"Thief? He was a pirate, if anyone's a thief you're the thief! You stole it from me when I was asleep!" You roared. Jack chuckled at your answer when you turned to face him,
"Pirate," He gestured to himself, with his eyebrows raising in the process, "It's part of the job description. And now you're a thief for wanting to steal what's mine... especially after the hell you just put me through," He moaned, rubbing his scalp, gently.
"It's mine." You hissed.
"No, it's mine," Jack stated, pointing to the circular stage.
"Mine."
"Nope, still mine, darlin'."
"You buffoon! It's mine! I get to be immortal, not you!"
"Eh, I've escaped death more times than you have, it's definitely mine, love."
"MINE!"
"Oi, don't raise your voice at me. My ears are a bit sensitive," Jack raised a finger, "Still mine, though."
"IT'S MINE, JACK!"
"Now you're just actin' like a child, be a lady... if you even are one," He raised an eyebrow with a suspicious look on his face. That was it, you couldn't take this banter any longer. You lunged forward, tackling him onto the stage as his head scraped against the rocky material. He groaned in pain as he thrashed around, rolling over you. Your elbows brazed against the ground under you and you hissed in pain before grabbing onto Jack's neck and dragging him under you.
As the fighting ensued, you both were completely oblivious to the drops of blood that seeped into the cracks beneath you. You tossed a punch at his jaw as he pulled your hair roughly. The opening of the wall behind you two was overshadowed by the insults that were thrown around with the occasional scream tossed into the mix. It wasn't until the light above you shifted towards the treasure chest meters away did the both of you stopped fighting; you lay on top of him, your head snapping towards the direction of the light as he did the same.
"Is that supposed to happen?" Jack asked, frowning.
"I-I don't know. I never really thought I'd get this far." You replied, trying to make out the sudden shift of the light. In an instant, Jack shoved you off him and bolted towards the chest. His fingers wriggled excitedly as he had a playful smirk on his face. He wrapped his hands around the edges of the chest and brought it open, only to find a small sheet of paper with instructions. That was a whole lot of build-up to nothing.
Glancing over his shoulder, he noticed your unconscious form slouched against a stone. He winced at the sight, carefully walking over to you. He must've shoved you too hard against the rocky stone when he flew to the chest. He glanced back down to the instructions in his hand, before looking back up to you. He took a deep sigh, realizing what he had to do.
When you had woken up, you found your head bandaged firmly. You lay on a small hammock as Gibbs stood before you.
"Aye, you aren't too much of a bad shape. It's a lucky thing Jack managed to bring you in like that." Gibbs smiled, his fingers brushing against your head. You rolled your eyes,
"Let me guess. He must've taken the treasure and run off, didn't he? He must have immortality and the greatest glory to ever exist." You seethed, crossing your arms.
"What? No. Lassie, he left you a little note before venturing off on his own to Tortuga. He's entrusted you to be Captain of the ship for the time being." Gibbs exclaimed, holding a note for you to see, "There's more to this whole shenanigan than just immortality. Apparently both your bloods were combined at the cave... meaning you both are one soul. He's gone off to search for more clues. In the meantime he wants you to rest. He seemed rather worried when we were fixing you up, and kept asking questions as to if you'd be alright or not."
Your mouth slightly parted at Gibbs' words, completely in disbelief. "He was probably making sure I was alright to ensure he'd get his share of the treasure."
"Oh, it was more than that, love," Gibbs winked at you, "I'm sure of it. I've never seen Jack like that around any other woman. Now, enough with me rambling, get your rest. You'll be having lots of more adventures with Jack Sparrow soon."
And with that, he left you with the note and you couldn't help but somehow feel your mind slowly consider Jack Sparrow as more than a thief, more than an acquaintance... and certainly more than a friend.
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Jack gets jealous
Pairing: Jack Sparrow x reader
Warnings: None
Requested by: @roguesknights
The Request:
Could I request Jack sparrow x reader where Jack gets a bit jealous of someone flirting with reader?
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“It would never have worked out between us, darling.” Jack Sparrow silently claims.
From the first day of being recruited to the crew of the Black Pearl, Jack Sparrow couldn’t seem to take his eyes off of you.
One day, it dawned onto him as he spent more time then he should have trying to figure out almost desperately why that his heart was trying to tell him something whenever you’re both in the same place together. It had come come across his dull mind, telling Jack that he wanted more out of the friendship he had with you, that Jack Sparrow realizes he was in love with you and could only hope that you returned the feelings just the same. Unbeknownst to the pirate, you sincerely felt the same way. It was not only of shyness or fear of getting rejected you haven’t said anything to each other about it, you both just were unsure how to approach the confession with out making either of you feel weird. All that Jack Sparrow knew was that he wanted and was going to be the first to make a move in to say something about it. But first, he wanted to go to a highly trusting crew mate for advice before making this big approach.
This was definitely a nerve whacking feeling, making him feel more overwhelmed then he should allow himself to. The first crew mate that came to Jack’s mind was Mr. Gibbs, but then something else told him that if he wanted the best advice possible, he should go to a woman he knows with this information. Thankfully to Jack, he had only one another woman onboard who goes by the name of Elizabeth Swann. The ideal purpose of the approach was to avoid any suspicious minds from any of the others who populated the Black Pearl. Although he felt sure of it, he still put some thought into it before deciding that’s what he was going to with. But as Jack Sparrow was looking for Elizabeth, something had captured his undivided attention which had Jack stopping abruptly in his tracks before looking over at you.
Looking over your way, he sees you’re not alone. The company at the moment was Will Turner, watching the two of you talking as if you’re lifelong friends catching up on what was new. The familiar feeling of jealousy crept behind him before taking him over completely, seeing as you were smiling and laughing at something he was telling you made Jack’s blood boiling as he thought that should be him making you smile and laugh. Hatred towards Will Turner was brewing within him, almost like a slow burn of clean cut jealousy. Jack Sparrow started to feel overwhelmed once again which soon turned into livid anger. But it was that anger to have Jack Sparrow have second thoughts about getting advice.
Jack Sparrow could no longer suck it up to get any advice that may have win you to be by his side before anyone else claims you. Jack couldn’t help but think that there was nothing more he wanted to have then you. All he wanted was you, and the possibility of seeing you with someone, holding someone else’s hand scared him to the core. Most nights in the privacy he spent in his cabin, he would wonder what it might be like and feel like to hold your hand in his own. It soon comes to a point for Jack to scoff at you before finally walking away, it felt like forever for Jack to have watched you with Will Turner. At the last minute, you see from the corner of your eye Jack walking away from the two of you intending to go on the top deck of the Pearl. You watched him and quickly got up to follow from behind, wanting to confront him about watching you and Will Turner, wanting the truth.
You weren’t afraid to ask Jack Sparrow flat out, as doing so seemed to be a poor choice to make and could have an ugly outcome, but you went ahead and followed. Once Jack made it, you weren’t far behind and you were determined to figure out why he was watching you. However, Jack Sparrow doesn’t take notice of your presence until you spoke up, that having earned you a dirty look from the pirate you had fallen for. The first thought that came to mind was that maybe he was needing something from you and you didn’t pay him any attention.
“Did you need something?” You ask, looking back at him.
Jack doesn’t respond, so you continue with another question.
“Jack, what’s wrong?”
“Funny you should ask that, (Y/n).” He grumbles, now looking away.
“Pardon?”
“Get it together, (Y/n)! I’m not stupid, I saw the way you and Turner were looking at each other!”
That’s when the realization hit you, Jack Sparrow was jealous! You now understood why he was being hostile towards you… it was jealousy.
It was hard not to feel so amused by this, and you couldn’t help but let an amused expression take over. That was when you decided to tease him a little bit. Before you could however, he caught onto the amused look on your face and got a little upset.
“What?!” He barks.
“Nothing… it’s just that I think you’re cute when you’re jealous.” You playfully tease.
Jack was already upset and that response only added onto that, it only fueled him more, and more curtly.
“I have nothing to be jealous of!”
“Are you sure? Because you know I will figure it out later on and coming back to you with questions.”
Although silent, Jack Sparrow knew you were right and that’s when he needed to be honest because tomorrow never holds promises, tomorrow could even be too late. Jack spits the truth and rushed his words you barely picked up on enough to understand it was a love confession, that putting a smile on your face.
“Alright! Alright, I’ll tell ya! I like you a whole lot, in fact… I… love you.”
Looking back at him, you smile before leaning in to softly peck his cheek before confessing your own feelings.
“That’s good to hear because I love you too, Jack Sparrow.”
Once it was all out in open air, you both stood your ground as if you were frozen to it and just smiled at each other before Jack Sparrow leaning in close up to until your lips met, kissing felt like you were glued, not wanting to pull away from your first shared kiss.
Kissing you was the kiss Jack Sparrow has always wanted.
Just like that, you were now his property.
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Requests: OPEN
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The pirate, heiress, and outcast
Pairing: Will Turner x Fem reader x Elizabeth Swann
Description: You fall for your two friends and after a small incident things take an unexpected turn
You felt such an overwhelming feeling of warmth, trust, safety, and love in the moment of staring at the sea on the Black Pearl next to your friend Elizabeth turning when you feel a hand on your shoulder to see her boyfriend Will next to you. You had always been the odd one out in everything that is until you met elizabeth two months before everything that happened the past three years leading to this moment now, you were taken together by Barbosa but you managed to escape and while laying on a rock after hours of swimming in the sea feeling yourself slowly doze off you were found by the crew of the pearl being helped up by will, after two days of recovering from illness and near death by hypothermia you were right by Jack and will to find elizabeth slowly falling for the kind hearted man after getting to know him while on the search for her feeling happy that she was alive slowly falling for her as time went on of being back in Port Royal, as soon as you learned of Davy Jones you didn't hesitate to join your friends to save jack leading to you to fall head over heels for the couple. You are swept up in your thoughts that you don't notice the small smiles on their faces looking at you before they both make a move first will gently grabs your hand with one and using his other hand to tuck a hair behind your ear while elizabeth caresses your face and slowly leans in kissing your temple which brings you back from the realm of your thoughts making your mind short circuit and your heart to beat and shake erratically feeling a hand gently press on your chest "Woah hey look at us you okay?" you nod as they lead you to their shared quarters putting a rag on your heated skin which sends a chill down your spine but calms you while trying to calm your racing heart feeling it pick up when you feel elizabeth's hand lightly rub your arm "Please if you keep doing that my heart won't stop" they both look at you as you try not to look at them until will gently kisses you making you melt before your eyes widen at elizabeth before she does the same leaving you stunned as they laugh wrapping their arms around each other and you. Slowly things spilled out between the three of you learning that elizabeth fell for you before barbosa took her and will had also fell for you while searching for elizabeth, you wake up in their bed wrapped in elizabeth's arms when will walks back in from talking to jack smiling as he lays beside you followed by gently kissing you as you melt with your head on his chest not knowing that liz had woken up after will walked in the room and saw the sweet moment sharing a kiss with him and then you before you all tangled yourselves together and fell back asleep filled with more love, safety, and trust than you had ever felt in your life.
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So you are telling me that Salazar never died?! HE BECAME A FUCKING MERMAID?!!! MY BARBOSSA DIED FOR NOTHING?!
He really wanted that trident
(even the date is the same bruh hahaha)
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Ahoy and hello,
Welcome to the pirates of the caribbean writing blog. Here, you'll find fanfics, oneshots, headcanons, imagines, and moodboards.
A bit about me
I've been a writer for 6 years, and writing is my passion and pirates of the caribbean is my hyperfixation. I've been researching about the 18th century because of the pirates of the caribbean, and I wish to continue that trend. By all means, I'm no historian, but the timeline fascinates me.
You may request anything at your whim.
Ocs, self inserts, and ships are accepted!
Send requests through the asks or submissions box.
Matchups are open! Matchups will include why I ship you, the outfit you'd wear (please describe your fashion style or link photos of what you'd likely wear), and relationship information.
Provide your pronouns and a small summary about you.
Please specify the characters you wish to see written, or I'll assume it's the main characters.
I respect and welcome the lgbtq+ community. I also welcome anyone who has a disability or is nuerodiverse. This blog is a safe space for all.
Requesting an oc requires information and summary, I need details on appearance and personality, clothing and and pronouns.
Self inserts require the same format. However, this will be in the form of x readers.
When requesting NSFW 🔞 and anything triggering, I will label warnings above or the "keep reading" so you may click to view at your discretion.
Since potc is based in the 18th century, age gaps are accepted. However, I will not go below anything under 18, especially in NSFW.
My limits are no under-age romance or NSFW fetishes (not that I have anything against it, I'm just not comfortable writing those topics), I will NOT write the potc characters committing dispicable acts of SA or abuse. Degrading anyone isn't accepted, homophobia, heterophobia, transphobia, biphobia, acephobic etc is not welcomed.
This will take place in the 18th, meaning I will use nautical terms and lingo. If you are curious, I will write the words meanings at the top of the page.
Toward any of the historians, I accept criticism, but please don't go on a rant if I get something wrong. As I said, I'm no historian, I'm just someone who researches on websites to get the meaning.
Raise the sails and request away!
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