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#pirates of the carribean: dead mens chest
ayadnez · 2 years
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I'm rewatching POTC *again*
Currently I film 2 and I realised how bad the 5th movie actually is. It doesn't line up with the story and the old characters(Elizabeth, Jack) are done so dirty.
The movie is still funny and I still love it, but its not good.
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justafandomgvrl · 7 months
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fulfilling my dream of running off to sea by watching the little mermaid (2023), all the pirates of the caribbean films, and the sea beast over and over again, or listening to my bardic sailor playlist on repeat when i’m not home
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annikityk · 7 months
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In my writing I want to achieve one goal and one goal only: for the amount of polyamorous, gay gay and overall queer vibe to match whatever is going on in the pirates of the Caribbean film series
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trapezequeen · 1 year
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Will Turner and Elizabeth Swann in Pirates of the Caribbean (Part 3)
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My red flag: that i found them attractive...
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yep, probs a red flag but i frankly do not care
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figures4fun · 1 month
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Pirates, old and new
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jeandejard3n · 2 months
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Pirates of the Caribbena: Aztec Gold
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luciadiosa · 2 years
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Enchanting Mermaid
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Some say mermaids are beautiful. So beautiful they corrupt sailors with their look and holy voice. With singing and false promises. Some say how cruel and merciless they are. Clawing through flesh and soul of a good man on boat. Pulling him into the deep blue sea and fed on them.
Maybe they are both. He couldn't say if she was the beautifulest creature he ever saw. Neither her cruel temper was shown again after the first time.
He remember the day of their first meeting.
"Pirates!!", shouted one man. The other ship stood no chance and his crew entered it.
"They say they have a mermaid on board." one man reported to him.
Beckett looks to the faces of the captured pirates and than nodded "Where is it?" he asked.
His commodore got him under deck. The smell of men, sweat and dead burned in his nose as he crosses the empty barns and cargo. Dead fish, dry fish, plenty of alcohol and other things.
The man in front of him opened a wooden door. Beckett took a step in.
His eyes caught the bare naked back of a woman first. He saw the bones of her shoulders. Her hair hung over them. Just some red marks on the skin. Maybe from a whip. Becketts eyes followed her spine down.
Legs. Two normal human legs. No fish tail.
The woman sat on the ground. Now he regocnized the dirty rosty chains around her neck and wrists, as he came near her.
A captured woman. Nothing more. He didn't want to imagine what they did to her.
"Guess the pirates misstaken a woman for a mermaid. Must be the rum." he just said.
"Orders, Sir?"
Beckett tilted his head to look at her face. Her hair covered most of it.
"She's a victim. We take her with us to the next harbor." Beckett answers and leave them alone.
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Beckett focused on her as he dropped some sugar in his tea. The woman sat across the table. Her shoulders down. Her eyes frigthend. She didn't look at him.
After they bathed her, treated her wounds and gave her some clothes Beckett could look at her face. Even if she avoided to look at him he could saw her eye colour. A beautiful [your eye colour] which only lost its light.
The woman was silent. Not a word came over her lips and Beckett wondered if she could even talk after she didn't even answer one question. Not even her name.
He sighed. "Look, maybe we can write some relatives of you but I need informations."
She just looked to the small window. The sun reflected on the surface of a bright blue sea.
"You unterstand me. Maybe you can show me where your family lives." Beckett stood up with his tea cup in hand and walks to the big map.
He waited a few second. After no reaction of her he looked to the window too.
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The next days he layed an eye on her. Watching her habits and reactions.
The sun and the hot weather on deck was to much for her. He saw her just some couples of minutes on deck and as soon she looked tired and exhausted she got under deck.
In this couple of minutes she stared at the sea. Not the horizon. The blank sea next to the ship like she want to jump into it right now. Beckett ordered to guard her on deck.
Sometimes he heard her humming a melodie. The sailors listened and he caught himself getting distracted by this little sound. Even entchanted.
He caught himself more than once tracing her and her body with his eyes. More than once he looked at her lips. Trying to get a glimpse of a smile.
With a shook of his head he banned the thoughts. But her song always enters his mind everytime.
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It was a heavy storm. The ship was swinging from one side to the other.
"Miss!" a soldier shouted after her.
The woman took the chance of chaos. As he walked over deck she got rid of the clothes. Taking that one minutes to jump off the ship and be free again.
Her eyes pinned on the rail. The rain hits her skin. In the moment she touched the wood of the rail a soldier grabbed her on the arm.
A heavy wave broke into the ship. It sway to its backboard side befor the wave crushed on deck. Soaking through the fabrics.
The water flows off the ship and let it free off its claw.
The rumbling of the soldiers voice let Beckett and Mercer appear. The frightend soldier springs on his feet. "She....she is a mermaid." he said.
Beckett glanced fom the woman with legs to the soldier. "Mercer. Get her in my quarters." Beckett decided.
His right hand put his coat around the woman and pulled her with him.
"If anyone will loose a single word about that moment, you will loose your positions or more." Beckett warned them. He didn't want rumors and he didn't want attention to her. He didn't even know what to do right now about this possibility.
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cinemajunkie70 · 2 years
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Happy Birthday Johnny Depp!
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the-flying-dutchman · 5 months
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seeing as i have a potc blog now uh
here take my 3am jack sparrow analysis
if it isnt obvious ‘cotbp’- curse of the black pearl, ‘dmc’- dead man’s chest, ‘awe’- at world’s end, ‘ost’- on stranger tides (not mentioned much i hadn’t rewatched it when i wrote this), ‘dmtnt’- dead men tell no tales
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-jack earnt the nickname sparrow because the ship he first captained he was in the crows nest (dmtnt) so he probably treasures all his little trinkets and uses them as a sign of captain-ness and theres also the whole pirate lord thing.
-i think that his dad was a pirate lord, and jack grew up in shipwreck cove. he captained that ship then returned to shipwreck cove. his dad gave him the pirate lord item and the black pearl as a gift. jack captains the pearl for a year or two (his crew consists of gibbs, barbossa, Margaret smith (carinas mum) and some others) until theyre attacked by the navy or something and only the pearl and jack go down.
-he has a debt to Davy jones and its mentioned that jones pulled the black pearl from the depths which created the debt. jack is half-dead, and is picked up by the Dutchman. he bargains with jones- ‘13 years as captain of the pearl then ill be in your crew’- and both the ship and him are saved. jack then finds the (cursed) crew we see in cotbp (gibbs goes to london and works on governor swanns ships eventually) and he finds out abt the isla de muerta. the mutiny and marooning and escape happen, then jack spends a couple years in tortuga and gets up to things (the ladies who slap him & annamaria were.. not happy. He also owes ppl money.) until he arrives in port royal.
-the basic plot of cotbp happens and jack spends time in tortuga/port royal again until the few months later that is dmc. that whole plotline + awe happen in very close proximity!
-(ost does not count here. i haven’t seen it recently but it’s 5 yrs before dmtnt. henry and carina are about 14, elizabeth and will are/should be roughly in their early 30s. henry is 12ish when he tries to find his dad)
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ayadnez · 3 years
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I just rewatched the first three Pirates of the Caribbean movies and I am convinced that Lord Beckett, lord of the East Indian Company in movies 2 and 3, and Captain Jack Sparrow had an affair in the past.
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Rewatch it and tell me I'm wrong, I dare you
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dokkvi · 2 years
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“ You are without a doubt the worst pirate I’ve ever heard of.”
“But you have heard of me.” 😉
-🏴‍☠️☠️✨-
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remissrys · 2 years
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My biggest personality flex is that i took five (5) "which 'pirates of the caribbean character are you' " quizzes and got Captain Jack Sparrow in all. of. them.
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trapezequeen · 1 year
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Will Turner + Elizabeth Swann -> 😍😍 (Part 4)
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funnyexel · 3 years
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I’ve Missed You Beloved
Jack Sparrow x Gender Neutral Reader
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You don’t know how long its been. Correction. Its been 46 days and Beckett has tried to take all your hope. Your hope that Jack comes back to you. Even if they told you he was dead. You don’t believe it. The only way you’ll believe it, is if his dead body lay before you. “Little Sparrow, what madness do you speak of today?” Your chains have become heavier with each passing day. “Stop calling me that, you treacherous pig.” You turn away from the soldiers, gazing out the small peep hole you’ve made. “You’ll die here, filthy pirate.” They forcefully slide you a bowl of water and bread. Waiting until they’re gone, you drink and eat. Longing to be touched, to be held, to be loved by your beloved. Pirates on the sea believe love is just a silly folks tale but you believe anyone can fall in love. Everyone has that one person they love or can love. “i miss you jack.” You dare speak under your breath. Three words combined with a name, the three words most pirates would say with a loved ones name who have passed on from the land of the living.
Loud shots enter the air. Unfazed you look to the noise. Raising to your feet, quicker than ever. “Pintel? Ragetti?” They fiddle with the lock for a bit, but the clink setting a smile on your face. “Hurry, Captain will blow this boat to wood in no time.” Pintel did not have to tell you twice. Quickly, you followed them to the emergency boat and rowed to the black pearl. In the midst of this, you caught the eye of Jack. You let out a lovestruck sigh and displayed a breath taking smile. All he could do was stare. Beckett’s boat was being blown to smithereens but you could careless. What was on your mind was being with your beloved once more. Changing your old, ragged clothes. You joined the sizable amount of individuals on the deck. Seeing a few faces, you never thought you’d see again. Avoiding Barbossa, you bump into Elizabeth and display a tight smile at her discomfort. “Seen a ghost?” You tease. “You’d be surprised.” She avoids your eye contact. Moving on, you see familiar faces.
The shining ball of light says its farewells, its sibling taking its place, the seas calming at the peaceful change. With everyone in their designated spots, you stride to the captains den. Closing the door behind you as you step to a quiet corner. Jack looking out the window, right across from where you stand. Tilting your view to the side. “seems no one can stay dead.” Glancing back, he stood before you. Tall and Handsome. Taking a step to the side, the loud lock on the door echo’s minimally though the room. “seems so.” He matches your low tone. His fingers lightly trace your jawline. His thumb playing with your bottom lip. His eyes burning into yours. “I've missed you, beloved.” Those four words linger in the air like salt water. Blowing out the last candle that kept the room lit, you crave what happens next.
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figures4fun · 8 months
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Stranger tides ahead!
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