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Hii!! Could you pls write a James Norrington x wife!reader oneshot where the reader is pregnant and wakes James up in the middle of the night because she got hungry and didn’t want to go downstairs by herself because she’s worried she might trip? Just make it warm and fluffy with a very caring James always asking if she was still hungry ☺️ Have a great day!
Hello dear 💖, thanks for your request.
James norrington x wife reader⚔️👰♀
A lady to behold🤰
It had been at least year since James’s encounter with the infamous Jack sparrow, he swore to give the pirate a wicked chase. The man’s mind was driven on tracking down that pirate, however at a cost he had lost a woman who was betrothed to him. James’s heart was shattered as she chose Will Turner after promising to marry him, in the end he respected her decision. The man was the captain of the interceptor, he was the admiral of her majesty, a proud Commodore of the royal navy. James’s pride could get in the way of many things, he promised to capture Sparrow and bring him to justice, however somewhere down his line of work he met a woman. A lady that mended what he wanted, she brought him love and light in his life. He married her in Port Royal after asking her to become his wife, y/n had taken her vows to hold her lover for the rest of her life.
In Port Royal, the moon shined over the horizon of the waters. In a mansion, the admiral slept peacefully along side his wife y/n, y/n had many attributes anyone could ask for. She had kindness, a heart of gold and loyalty. Y/n was about 5 months pregnant; she wore a flowy dress that would slightly show the bump in her stomach. In the middle of the night, y/n awoke to feeling hungry, she pulled the sheets off her and hoisted herself up. She started to walk; the floorboards creaked with every step. Y/n gasped as she nearly fell down the stairs, she held onto the railings to steady herself. Y/n looked back toward her sleeping husband; she didn’t want to wake him since he looked so peaceful. However, she was quite hungry, in instinct she gently went over to wake her husband “James” she muttered.
James in turn rolled over muttering “what”, he was half asleep, he couldn’t exactly see straight. Y/n whispered, “James please, I’m famished and I can’t walk down those stairs”.
The admiral started to flicker his eyes awake; he raised his hand over his eyes rubbing them. “Y/n, my dear it’s quite late, shouldn’t you be asleep” he questioned. Y/n started to plead him “I’m hungry, it’s late I know but I must eat”. James slightly shifted himself up, he couldn’t argue with his wife after all, she was precious to him. He pulled the covers off him and held y/n in his arms while he gently walked her down the stairs. He gently he sat y/n down, he asked the maids if they could fix up some soup for his wife. The maid nodded and served y/n some soup with bread, it was perfectly warm. James sat beside y/n; he held her closely while she ate. “Forgive me, I should’ve listened to you, in this condition your vulnerable” James apologized.
Y/n smiled at her husband “my love, you needn’t not worry for I awoke you at an ugly hour”. James pressed his head against his wife, he closed his eyes pressing his hand against the baby bump. “I love you y/n, ever since you found me, I couldn’t bare to part with you” James whispered. Y/n leaned in, her lips gently pressed against the admirals, the two shared a deep meaningful kiss. “My y/n, may I ask if you are still hungry” James asked, y/n replied with a smile “no, it’s perfect, the soup is of perfect temperature”.
James was always worried about y/n, he had never experienced something as strong as this. He was always a gentleman and quite good looking yet, never did he ever end up with a woman. Y/n was just a quiet bookworm until she met the admiral, she caught his interest even though it took time for them to get together. “Tell me the tale of the infamous Jack sparrow one more time” y/n asked, she had heard of James telling his story of his encounter.
For the rest of the night, James was looking after y/n, he was finally happy with the woman he truly loved, his wife, Y/n Norrington.
Anyways that's all I have for now:
Ta Ta ✨️
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Barbossa rp starter:
Barbossa tracked his way through the jungle on the island. So far all that was on his mind was the pearl and the fountain of youth.
For short minuet, hector stopped to find some frogs for his "collection".
"Do you think we'll bring sparrow to the brigs" one of the officers said "Yeah I'm sure as bloody well the captain has a plan".
Barbossa didn't care for those pompous navy nitwits, they were only a pawn to his plan. Hector carefully picked up a poisonous frog and plopped it in a big jar.
Through the Jar, he eyed it off like it were some sort of prize. He smiled menacingly, his "crew" buddies thought it was odd but didn't dare question his authority.
"Captain did you find anything, perhaps a trail to lead us to Jack" the navy officer perked up. "Aye, we keep headin' north; on with it!".
Barbossa hobbled toward his next destination, Santiago to where the Chalices of Cartagena lie. He planned to be there before Jack.
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"Kissin' Privileges."
Requested by @Anonymous (If this isn’t what you imagined, I am happy to rewrite it!)
Prompt #: 16
#: "Wait, no, don't take kissing privileges away from me."
“You have to stop throwing yourself into these dangerous battles, darling.” You said, wrapping up the captain's arm. The Black Pearl had gotten into a useless battle that had no outcome for either side with the British Royal Navy. Jack sipped on a bottle of rum, not responding to you. Faint waves crashed outside of the Captain’s cabin, that being the only source of noise throughout the entire ship. Everyone knew that the battle that just ensued was worthless. Half of the crew got injured, and you were one of the few untouched.
Jack had gotten a nasty stab in the arm, and you could already see the blood seeping through the white cloth that you had just wrapped. Muttering a few words underneath your breath, you looked at your lovers’ face. Jack’s face was blank with emotion, which was a sight you almost never saw.
“Darling, you know that battle was worth nothing. I know you have a thing out for the Navy, but think about how many people got hurt during that. There was no gain, only loss.” You took the bottle of rum away from Jack, unwrapping his arm and pouring a bit on his wound. A pained expression turned onto his face, him giving you a confused look. “Had to clean it.” You said, setting the bottle of rum away from him. “I’m not gonna let you drink away your sorrows and guilt in rum either.” You mumbled, cleaning the wound again, wrapping it. The Pearl didn’t need a captain with an infected wound.
Jack once again, just went back to staring at the wall. This was just getting annoying by now. “Until you stop pouting, and talk to me like a human being and go back to being Jack Sparrow,” You paused, gathering up your few things that you had in the Captain’s cabin. “I’ll be sleeping in my old hammock, and there will be no affection. No kisses, no hugs, not even a brush of a hand.” You said, heading for the door. “Also, no rum.” Holding his bottle of rum, and the key to the rum cellar in your hands you walked out.
Jack’s head finally looked at the door, huffing like a small child. “This isn’t fair…” He whined like a small child, flopping back onto his bed. The pirate knew it wasn’t the right thing to sail his crew into battles, but the Navy had been taunting him for a while now and he just needed to finally get his anger out of them. Multiple of their men had either died, or gotten heavily injured though. It may seem there had been no good outcome at all, but to Jack there was. He killed a few of their men.
In most situations, he was happy to just verbally settle things. Most situations. Jack finally sat up on his bed, wincing from the pain in his arm. Getting to his feet, he walked over to his charts and opened his compass. It just spun in circles, not giving him a heading at all.
He slammed the darn thing closed, walking out of the cabin. He looked over at the edge of the ship, watching the crashing waves for a moment. The waves were rather calm, and there was a nice breeze. The Pearl was just going in a random direction, somewhere in the Atlantic Ocean.
The Captain finally took a deep breath, heading down to where the crew’s hammocks were. Looking around the dark room, he pulled out his compass. It landed directly to where you were laying, half asleep.
“Luv, wake up.” He gently shook you awake, watching your eyes flutter open. You stood up out of your hammock, crossing your arms. It was easy to tell that you were annoyed at the Captain, but rather everyone was on the ship currently. Even the monkey that refused to leave.
“Let’s go talk, not here.” Jack went to grab your hand, but you stepped away from him. There was a flash of hurt in his eyes, but sighed and walked away. You followed behind him, willing to see what he wanted to say to you. Once you were up on deck, away from everyone else, Jack immediately turned to you.
“Please, luv, please forgive me. I know that was a useless battle.” He said, a pleading look on his face.
“I’m not the one you should be apologizing to. I’m not injured, Captain.” You said, crossing your arms. “I know, I know you're not injured, but ye said.. That no kisses. I’m not sure if I could live without those or ye might as well send me off to the Kracken again.”
It was a bit funny, watching the proud Jack Sparrow plead to you. Something that you never thought you would see. “Go apologize, to all that were injured in that battle you put us through.” You grabbed his chin, looking directly into his eyes. “I can assure you, the whole crew would like that. None of us are leaving your command, but they could if they really wanted to.” Jack just nodded, stepping away and back down into the crew’s cabin.
You sat down on the steps of the ship, looking up at the sky. After a few minutes, but what felt like forever, your lover came back onto deck.
“Did they accept your apology?” You asked, looking up at the Captain. He just nodded, seeming relieved it was over. “They be goin’ to use that against me, forever.” He said, sitting down next to you.
“Since, I got put the torture of that,I believe that I be getting kissin’ privileges back.” Jack said, wrapping his none injured arm around you. “I suppose so.” You said, placing a soft kiss on his lips.
#captain jack sparrow#jack sparrow#jack sparrow oneshot#jack sparrow x reader#pirates of the caribbean#a little bit of angst#some fluff#everything is ok by the end#guilty jack sparrow#support johnny depp#potc#jack sparrow x you
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Davy Jones reaction to you cussing
for @inner-sparkle-inner-writings
Davy Jones x fem!reader
Warnings: Swearing (obvi)
Request
Davy Jones x reader in which the reader screws something up and on the job and accidentally cussed her-self our for it, and being the first time Davy hears her swear and reacting to it?
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It was quite a normal day
Everybody was at their own station preparing for the storm up ahead. Davy Jones didn’t fear shit, a storm was a small splinter in his goal, it didn’t effect their route. Well at least that was for the half fish half people…for Y/n it was a different story.
Being completely human and on the shorter side of everyone else, storms were like a living nightmare in the ocean. All the commotion and crew flailing around made Y/n feel sick. While everyone else could hold their ropes in place, Y/n would literally fly with the wind. It was difficult and no body seemed to care.
Finally the waves crashed down, the rain fell hard, and the thunder roared louder than the damn canons. Y/n’s hair was soaked and kept blowing in her face. Her clothes were wet and were very uncomfortable to wear. But the worst thing of all was every man (if you could even call them that at this point) was fighting about what direction they should be going. Arguing turned into a screaming match which turned into a fist fight. Someone lost their aim and punched Y/n right in the face.
“Oh my fucking god!” Y/n shouted louder than the commotion around her. Loud enough to make everyone stop what they were doing.
Y/n was sweet, honestly she was a kind soul. Pirates weren’t the type to change their ways for a woman but with Y/n things were different. Most of the crew actually respected her, or at least they were nicer. Maybe it was because they wanted to get in her pants but that didn’t matter, as long as no one really messed with her she didn’t care. But this was it. This was her final straw. She had finally snapped.
“We are going North, that is the right fucking way! I swear to god you men are bunch of dumbasses!”
The crew looked at her in shock, then they looked at their Captain, Davy Jones.
He looked even more shocked then them. He opened his mouth but closed it immediately, he was speechless. How could such a “fragile” lady say such vulgar things. And not just any lady, how could Y/n swear? He didn’t think it was possible.
“And now that I’m on that subject,” Y/n continued, “I am teaching you all how to fucking shower. I tried my best to endure the smell of shit but it had gotten way too much!” She was on a roll her insults and her opinion. She already started so why stop now?
After at least 10 minutes of ranting, Jones interrupted her.
“Y/n that’s enough.” He tried to sound more demanding but honestly he sounded a bit scared. “Come with me…” He grabbed her arm and walked her into his quarters.
“…are you okay?” It was blunt but he sounded genuine. “Are you on your…um…lady days?” he whispered.
Y/n cupped her own face in her hands and screamed into them.
“No…” she said bringing her eyes back up to meet his, “simply angry that was all but i feel much better to get that off my chest.” She smiled. He looked down right terrified.
“Are you sure your okay?” How does this women start off as the nicest little thing ever, start swearing up a storm, scream, and then smile like normal…
“Mhm!”
“…i don’t think i’ll ever quite understand you…”
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Ahhhh! I finally finished my first request!!! This was so fun to write 😭 I know i changed some things around in the fan-fiction but i hope you still like it!
More serious writings are coming soon, I just wanted to start off with a short little comedy! I hoped you enjoyed and tysm for the request! Feel free to leave any notes! Love yaaa<333
-marsswann
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Johnny Depp: Bodyguard Bestfriend
Imagine being a long time bodyguard for the Depp family, and having to be a witness during the trial:
*Includes blood, violence and domestic violence, based off of real events but not completely accurate*
Well, this is not where I expected to be. The year is 2022, and I'm currently sitting in court, waiting to be called to the stand.
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I can still remember the day I got fresh out of the army, I had a music major under my belt as well as 5 years active duty as a Calvary Scout.
I was so lost, I had no idea what I was doing, so I just started applying for security jobs - figuring my military time would come in handy, it did.
I got hired by a company that ran a security-for-hire gig, renting us out to anyone that needed us. I got a lot of shit at first due to my height, being only 5'6 isn't exactly scary, not to mention that women also aren't very intimidating usually. I did prove my worth in the end, I had a lot of training when it came to hand-to-hand combat, and I was also very adept at creating plans and schedules.
That's actually how I met Mr.Depp, or Johnny as he prefers... He had hired us for a gig out in LA; he had his family with him at one of the red carpet events, and wanted complete security for his wife and children. We hadn't talked at all, I was the head of my crew, making sure everyone was in position and ready in case some fan - or fanatic as I prefer - came jumping at them.
There were two people that had me on edge though, Johnny has two young children, and children tend to be unpredictable. This only became apparent after the night had already begun, Jack stayed close to his parents, but Lily seemed intrigued by me. Maybe it was because I was the only female security guard there, I really don't know.
It wasn't really annoying or anything, all that happened was she walked with me, wanting to hold my hand as we walked past the screaming fans. She got kind of scared of them, clinging onto my hand and sleeve, I knelt down and offered her my sunglasses, which she skeptically put on.
"Now those flashes won't hurt your eyes." I state with a smile that she immediately returns, flinging her arms around me in a hug. The screaming increases in intensity at this, making her friendly hug turn into a slightly scared embrace. I sigh quietly as I look to see the family quite a ways away, 'no way she'll do that alone' I think to myself.
I release another exasperated sigh before wrapping my arms around her delicately, picking her up.
"Don't drop my glasses kid." I say sarcastically, hearing her lightly giggle as I start walking back to Mr.Depp and his family.
Entering the awards was a breeze, there were fences, security guards were everywhere, everyone stuck together; it's the leaving that causes issues. Mr.Depp has a habit of wanting to leave early, meaning that it's just us against an ocean of people.
I already assumed he would want to leave early, so I had my crew create a tunnel through the crowd for the family that led them straight to the car. Everything had gone just as planned, although one issue did arise, Lily-Rose had disappeared. They were in the limo and Johnny was thunderous, exclaiming that they couldn't find Lily as he hurriedly attempted to exit the car.
My men looked to me, I took over, ordering some to stay with the car and for the rest to get searching. I looked over at Mr.Depp, who had one foot out of the car, with a sigh I walked over and gently shoved him back inside the car. He was obviously unhappy, even more so since I stopped him from exiting the vehicle.
"What are you doing! I have to find my daughter!" He yelled as he tried again, but I blocked his attempt.
"Mr.Depp, I have my men out looking for her, we won't leave without her." I reply calmly.
"That's not good enough!" He huffed angrily, glaring at me.
I was getting nowhere with him being polite, time to switch tactics.
"Take a look around sir! If you get out now, not only will your daughter be missing, but you will be too!" I exclaimed, glaring back at him as I waved my hand towards the frenzied crowd. He took a few seconds just looking around, I noticed his anger slowly slip off of his face, instead replaced by worry and fear.
"Sir please, if I know you'll stay in the car with your family, I can send more people to search for her." I explain, resting a reassuring hand on his stiff shoulder. He looks down to me, his face holding a calmer tone as he nods in understanding, sitting back in the car with a defeated sigh.
"Just find my daughter please." I nod my head, stationing 4 men on the car before sending the rest to search for Lily. I start searching as well, although I walk along the outskirts of the crowd to observe them.
The place is full of hustle and bustle, some of the fans seem to be looking for her as well, my crew are sweating bullets in fear of the repercussions for losing one of their clients. I simply shake my head, now is not the time to think of the repercussions, I need to keep my head in the game.
Turning around to glance back at the car, I notice something in the distance and take off running, two large figures are dragging away what looks to be a resistant juvenile. I call over my shoulder for some help, continuing my sprint when I hear some of my guys following me. When we get closer we can hear muffled cries and screams, it triggers an aggressiveness in myself that I'm surprised by.
We tackle the guys, quickly subduing them. I hand mine off to the other guy, worried I might do something rash. I quickly pull Lily away, not wanting her anywhere near those guys.
"Lily, what happened?" Her voice is uneven as she stutters out an answer. Explaining how she went looking for me before she was grabbed by them. I have to hold in my tears, she was looking for me? This is my fault, I should've kept a closer eye on her, especially after what happened earlier today!
I hug her tightly, making sure that knows she is safe now, that her daddy and mommy are waiting in the car. I kiss the top of her head, feeling her curl up against me in a comforting embrace. I heave a sigh before calling over two other guards, asking them to escort Lily back to the car.
She is reluctant, refusing to let go of me at first, but I made a promise to check in with her when I reach their hotel. That did the trick because she slowly released her hold.
I sternly instruct the guards to keep a firm hold of both her hands as they walk her to the car, not wanting her to slip away to look for me again.
I tiredly turn around to the two men on the ground, rolling my eyes as I call the police to have them taken in. This was an attempted kidnapping after all, can't let them roam the streets.
The cops arrive a few minutes after the limos leave, the situation takes about an hour overall, meaning the time is now around 11pm. I send the two remaining guards home before I begin driving over to the hotel. My stomach feels sick, I'm unsure of what will happen when I arrive.
Walking into the lobby, I'm immediately met by some of my men. They explain that Mr.Depp has demanded to see me as soon as I arrived, now I feel sick as a dog. The elevator ride was eerie, I've never felt so nervous, but then again, my client's daughter has never been kidnapped before either.
I still try to hurry, not allowing my worry to slow my actions. Although, my timid knocks may have given away your uneasiness.
A few seconds pass as the door unlocks and swings open, being met with the neutral look of Mr.Depp
"Mr. Depp I—" I got interrupted by a light tackle to your legs. Looking down, I notice it's Lily latched onto me, a contagious smile spreading across my face. My nervousness completely disappears as I kneel down to her level
"Shouldn't you be asleep right now?" I ask lightly as she pulls back from the hug. As she's about to respond, Johnny interrupts, saying it's past her bedtime, and that he had some business to discuss.
He had the whole penthouse floor to himself, so he simply walked to the outside patio on the opposite side for us to talk. I started getting nervous, he probably brought me over here so his family won't hear him yelling at me. He takes a breath, and I brace myself
"Thank you... for today." His voice is quiet but firm as he speaks.
To say I'm shocked is an understatement, his daughter nearly gets kidnapped, and he's thanking me? He turns around, being met with my astonished expression
"But sir, your daughter was kidnapped because I-" I attempt to say, but he halts my sentence.
"STOP... Stop it, I know you're blaming yourself." His tone is stern, almost fatherly, he is old enough to be my father.
"But sir, it was my negligence that led to thi-" I attempted to continue, but was cut off once again as he grabbed both my shoulders, forcing me to face him. His face is calm and serious as he speaks to me.
"No, no it wasn't, Lily told me what happened." He explained.
I stayed silent, wondering what she said, we looked at each other for a few solemn seconds before he let out a silent huff. His hand slips from my shoulders as he turns around and rests them on the railing, gazing at the city lights.
"She told me how she purposely went off looking for you even though she knew she wasn't allowed to do that." He continued.
"I'm also sorry... about yelling at you earlier, I was scared for my daughter, but that's not an excuse for my actions." He apologized, shoulders slumping as he spoke.
"It's alright-" I try to reply, I'm starting to understand where Lily gets her interrupting habit from.
"No it's not, stop trying to let me off the hook just like that, let me finish my piece." He stated in that stern fatherly tone again as he turned to face me. I sheepishly avoid eye contact, nodding my head for him to continue. A few seconds pass before he speaks again.
"Come to breakfast with my family tomorrow, we all would like to thank you, not to mention, I may have some business to discuss with you." With that he turns and walks off, leaving me standing there dumbfounded.
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The next day we had a friendly breakfast, it made me think of when I was still close with my family.
Lily clung to my side the whole time, asking about my job, if it was fun, what I used to do, where I'm from. So many questions were asked within the span of 1 hour. Johnny had me stay behind, walking us over to a nearby cafe to discuss "business," whatever that means
"I want to hire you." He abruptly stated, stopping me from sipping my drink.
"You already hired me?" I reply with a confused tone, scrunching my eyebrows slightly.
"No, I mean, I want you to be part of the permanent security team. That means you'll travel with me and will always be near." It took me a few moments to realize the sincerity in his tone, he was being serious. He wanted to hire me after what happened yesterday?!
"What? why?" I exclaimed in confusion and shock, stuttering when I realized how rude that must've sounded.
My stuttering is cut off by his laughter, obviously finding my reaction amusing. He calms down quickly, but an endearing smile remains on his face
"I like you, you're surprisingly easy to talk to even though you are so quiet. My family seems to enjoy your company even though we've only known you for a day, my daughter has also taken to you surprisingly well."
"Okay, but don't you want my CV and everything?" I respond, still a little confused. He rubs the back of his neck, his grin turning into a sheepish smile
"I may have called your boss last night and requested your folder..." he trails off, looking at his drink.
"What... Are they even allowed to give you that?" I responded.
"Sorry about that, and no, I don't think they were allowed to do that." He replies, glancing back at me. I'm still shocked, my mouth hanging open slightly
"I know that's a bit intruding and inappropriate of me, but we're leaving soon and I-" He rambles, but now it's my turn to interrupt him.
"I accept." He's about to continue his explanation before an astonished look washed over him
"You do?" He asks, tone showing how surprised he is, perhaps he thought I would turn his offer down.
"Yes, now if you don't mind, I'd like to drink my coffee now."
For the rest of the day he had a big as smile on his face, which only grew as he told his family the news.
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From that day on, I lived and traveled with them, scheduling the details and shifts, making sure everything was ready for his arrival, I even sometimes functioned as a tutor.
At first he had me as just a guard for the entire family, but as the kids got older he assigned me specifically as Lily's bodyguard. I didn't mind this, it just meant that we could go out shopping together more often. As she grew, we developed a very close bond. When she was younger she acted like I was a second mother, but when she became a teen I became her big sister.
Over the years, Mr. Depp became Johnny whenever it was just us or the family. He always scolded me for calling him Mr.Depp, saying it made him sound old. He really became a father figure for me, especially after he finally learned why I never mention or talk to my family. Mrs.Paradis, or Vanessa as she preferred, became friends with me, though we weren't as close as Lily and I. Jack also became closer with me, though I could tell he felt a little awkward around me, I think he has a slight crush, though I can't be certain.
They became my family, I loved them so much, I hoped it would never end. Of course, all good things eventually die.
I was on set with Johnny for the Rum Diaries, it wasn't unusual for him to bring me along, it felt more like bringing his daughter with him instead of a bodyguard.
It was all fun, the movie was going great, he seemed to be having fun. But something was different after he returned home, he seemed off, like something was eating away at him. I tried getting him to talk, he just brushed it off, saying it was nothing; but I could tell by his smile that he was trying to reassure himself as well.
That was the beginning of the end for my happy family, the separation was not something anyone was happy about. I knew it stung when Vanessa learned how much younger Amber Heard was, she confided in me that this was something she always feared deep down. His kids were okay, they weren't ecstatic, but they weren't angry either; I could tell they just wanted their father to be happy.
Amber was... something else. Johnny seemed happy, it was like a year long honeymoon phase, although she wasn't exactly the nicest person if you ask me. Jack and Lily quickly began to dislike her, as did I, we would actively avoid her at all costs.
I especially tried to avoid her, she would always glare at me if I was anywhere near Johnny, demanding that I call him Mr.Depp even when we were just at home. She set me on edge, and the wedding only made it worse.
Lily was vehemently against attending the wedding, meaning I wouldn't be going either since she wanted to go out instead. I pulled Johnny aside and explained the situation. He was unhappy, but accepted his daughter's decision.
Before we left for our trip I pulled Johnny aside, taking both his hands warmly in mine as I said my congratulations and wished him well.
I spot Amber in the distance, beginning to walk towards us, so I hurry myself. I un-clip the chain around my neck, taking Johnny's hand, allowing it to coil in his palm before closing it. I look at him, smiling at the shock on his face, clearly surprised by my actions.
"B-but, that's your fathers ring!" He stutters, conflicted by what I've done.
"And now it's yours." I reply
"Y/N, I can't take this!" He exclaims, trying to give it back, but I shove his hand into his chest.
"Johnny, you've been more of a father than he ever was... I want you to have it." I responded quietly, feeling embarrassed by what I said.
He smiles as he pulls me in for a warm hug, immediately making me feel at ease. As we part, he kisses my check gently before separating completely. He removes the ring from the necklace, sliding it onto his middle finger before re-clipping the chain around my neck.
I thank him, and he's about to speak when Amber steps into our conversation. I can tell by the hostile glare in her eyes that she isn't very happy with me, but Johnny doesn't seem to notice. She drags him away before he could speak, but I simply smile and wave as he sheepishly does the same.
I pivot on my heel and head off to find Lily.
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If I thought she was bad before the wedding, I had no idea what was coming after the honeymoon.
Something was off with Johnny, he was a lot quieter, and that's saying something since he is already a reserved person. They also seemed to argue, I already knew about their arguments from before, but now they seemed to be happening in the open a lot more. Lily hated Amber, refusing to interact with her, always dragging me away to her room whenever Amber was near.
I don't object, Amber had taken to yelling at me too, so I enjoyed the moments Lily and I would scramble away and avoid talking to her. We survived like that for a few weeks, but then Johnny called us into the living room. Lily and I glanced at each other in confusion, wondering if either of us did something wrong.
"Y/N, Lily, I've called you here because there is going to be a slight change in Y/N's job." Lily and I both relaxed, assuming that it was going to be small and insignificant.
"From now on Y/N, you will be Amber's personal bodyguard." My eyes widened, I glanced over at Lily to see what I'm sure is the same reaction as me. Lily opens her mouth to argue, but Johnny holds up his hand to silence her.
"My decision is final." I looked away from Johnny to see Lily's eyes watering subtly. She looked between them both before running off back to her room; I went to run after her, but a firm grasp yanked me back.
Looking back to them, I noticed it was Amber who had pulled me back, a stern scowl on her face.
"Where do you think you're going?" She asks, her voice is definitely going to get on my nerves.
"To talk to Lily?" I state in confusion, wondering why she stopped me.
"She'll be fine, but I need you, I'm heading out with my sister to go shopping. Be ready in 10." She left no room for me to talk, simply turning and walking off. To say I was stunned is an understatement, so much is happening, it's hard to wrap my head around it.
I must've looked as lost as I felt because Johnny reached over and placed his hand delicately on my shoulder. I nervously look at him, being brought back to Earth by the warm, gentle look in his eyes.
"Are you alright, doll?" I smile slightly at the pet name, he's been calling me that since about a year after hiring me(I told him about how the guys in my unit jokingly called me"Doll").
"Yah, I'm just... Shocked. It never ran through my head that you might assign me to someone else, I guess it was unexpected for Lily too." I reply, looking down in thought.
"I never did plan on assigning you to someone else." Johnny stated, his voice holding a hint of annoyance, but it was well hidden.
"What do you mean?" I asked, now completely confused.
"Humph, I didn't want to reassign you, but Amber practically demanded that you be assigned as her personal bodyguard." He responds, looking away as he explains, it sounds like he wants to complain, but he is holding back.
I open my mouth to respond, but my voice is taken away as I gasp in surprise. Johnny looks at me, startled by my unexpected reaction. Now that he's looking at me, my eyes widen in worry.
"What? What is it?" He asks quickly, wanting to know what's made me like this.
I slowly reach my hand out towards his face, he lets me, it's not uncommon for me to poke him or fix his hair, but this is different. My hand gently caresses the skin under his left eye, how did I not notice the swelling?
When he realizes what I'm doing, he almost reels back within the blink of an eye, turning around so I'm facing his back.
"Johnny. What's going on?" It was meant to be a question, but it came out as a demand. His body deflates slightly, realizing I'm not letting him off the hook. He turns to speak, but is interrupted by Amber bustling down the stairs, speaking loudly on the phone.
"Y/N, hurry up and pull the car around already, we have to pick up my sister and you're making us late." Amber states in a grating tone.
"Alright alright, but give me a second, wanna take a selfie with Johnn-err Mr.Depp." I state, quickly correcting myself after noticing the look in Amber's eyes.
"Why do you want a picture with him, you see him everyday." She stated flatly.
"My family demands proof that I work for him." I reply effortlessly, she luckily has no idea that my family and I have had no communication for over 10 years. Johnny, however, immediately noticed my lie, thankfully only side-eying me.
I take out my phone, standing next to him, taking a few, telling Johnny to angle his head more to the right in a few. I smile after our 10 second photo-shoot, hugging him quickly before speed-walking out the door to grab the car.
He's probably flabbergasted right now, wondering why I lied about my family, and why I wanted to take some pictures with him. To be honest, I don't think that swelling got there due to something innocent, so I took a shit ton of pictures with him so that I can look at them.
I drive the car around to the front and wait for Amber. In my spare time, I open my phone and look at some of the photos. Not gonna lie, he's always prepared for a picture, even when he's caught completely off guard.
Analyzing the pictures, I note the swelling under his eye, as well as his cheek and a little bit on his nose. It's subtle, I'm surprised I caught it. He's also got a very light bruise that looks like it's in the last stage of healing. I go to look closer, but quickly shut my phone off as Amber enters the back of the car.
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That wasn't the only time I had an impromptu photo-shoot with Johnny, there were quite a few to come, all of them capturing worse injuries than before. Halfway into their marriage I knew for sure what was happening, before that I had only heard the fights and been left to assume, but getting caught in their fight was wild.
Amber had been up in his face, pushing him, saying vulgar and cruel things as he tried to leave. The other security were looking at me, wondering what they should do. This wasn't the first time we removed Johnny for his safety, so I quickly sent a text for someone to pack him a bag, motioning one of the guards to grab the car and bring it around.
I was Amber's guard, I'm supposed to protect her, but I know deep down that my default is to always protect my true family, and that certainly isn't her. So when I walk over and see her pull her arm back to slap him, I don't hesitate to stop her.
I grab her arm, shoving her back so that I'm between them. I don't want to fight her, that would definitely get me fired, the only thing I can do right now is protect Johnny, and possibly myself. The anger in her expression magnifies as she looks back to me, Walking up and getting in my space, clearly wanting a reaction. I stand firm, not allowing her to get to Johnny, but not wanting to hurt her either.
"Get out of here Johnny." I say, not removing my eyes from the threat.
"And leave you here? No way." He states firmly.
"I'll be fine alright, I'll catch up with you okay? G/N(guards name)! Take Mr. Depp to the car and get him out of here!" I shout to the guard across the room. I can see him coming closer in my peripheral, leading Johnny away, though I can tell Johnny felt extremely conflicted.
All the while, I'm blocking Amber as they escape, not letting my guard down until I hear the elevators beep from down the hall. When she realizes they are gone, it's like she somehow got even angrier. She looks down the hallways, then fixes her glare on me. Before I have time to react, I find myself across the floor, my mind dazed, a stinging on the left side of my face.
I shake myself as I stand, taking a few seconds to realize I just got punched in the face. I touched my lip, it got caught on my tooth and is bleeding something terrible. I wiped the blood off with my sleeve, but know it's useless right now.
"Oh, don't tell me you've never bled before? What with your military time?" Her voice is so patronizing as she leers, she taunts me anytime she can and it's reaching a boiling point.
"ENOUGH!" I yell, but she simply smirks, enjoying my reaction.
"Too scared to fight me? Afraid you'll lose?" She continues her taunting, looking down at me with her annoying height.
"More like I'm afraid I'll kill you." I state grimly, my instincts telling me she's going to strike out and that I should attack her first, but I know if I hurt her, it'll get turned on me. I wait a second, taking in a deep breath before shaking my head and turning around.
"Stop running! You people can't keep RUNNING!" She screams as she shoves me back around, screaming in my face.
"You make us run! You're so fucking awful that the only thing we can do is leave!" I shout back, shoving her off of me.
"If you walk out that door, consider yourself fired." She states arrogantly as I walk to the front door. My hand hovers for a second as I think everything over.
"I consider that a blessing, but you're not my boss." I growl before turning the handle and walking down the hall, taking the stairs instead of the elevator. I call G/N, asking them to send me the address as I start up my car.
Johnny was not happy when I got there, in fact, he looked ready to tear into me, but immediately stopped when he saw my face. About halfway through the drive I started crying, wondering how long she's been hurting him, how long she's been treating him like shit. He only takes a second to study me before rushing forward, pulling me into a comforting embrace as I cried into his shoulder
It's kind of funny looking back now, he was so focused on comforting me even though he was the one experiencing that mistreatment for years. He was always a gentle and caring man, but that moment made me realize just how selfless he is.
From that moment on, he allowed me to photograph his injuries without making me act as if I simply wanted selfies with him. He only agreed to it as long as I wouldn't let myself get hit for him, he hated seeing me get injured, and he didn't want his spouse to be the cause of it. I was scared when I agreed, scared that I could do nothing, but I quickly realized that getting him out of there would keep us both safe.
I kept all the photos on my computer, making sure to have duplicates, as well as keeping a hidden copy of prints. Johnny would also send me photos from when I got hurt, he wanted me to save them as well. She's only hurt me a few times, mainly when I try to get between her and Johnny, I usually would've broken her arm already, but I could never do anything to hurt Johnny.
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I was brought forward as one of Johnny's witnesses, I didn't want to go up there, to explain what I had to witness and allowed to happen. I felt disgusted with myself that I let Johnny get treated that way for so long, but I know that he had to leave her by his own decision.
In all the recordings brought forward, I was usually in them, you could hear me in the background, or I might've been right in the middle of it. I knew that the defense was going to lay into me, try and tear me a new one, but I hope that I can take the publicity and stress of it all.
I somehow managed to stay basically anonymous throughout all my years of watching over the Depp's, only pictures and videos of my covered face being seen, but now I'd be in front of the world. My name out in the open, my face on every news channel, my family will know where I am - that's possibly the scariest thing about this.
I've been holding my breath during every video, every picture, and every statement. It's always hard when I hear something that includes me, I always feel like I was an enabler in his abuse because I didn't do more; but I know Johnny would get angry with himself if I told him. When he explains moments in a recording where I got between them, or where I would force him to leave, I always found myself tearing up.
I hear my name being called, I look around, seeing the nod of encouragement from his legal team. They've been so supportive and careful with me, they know about my military time yet still treat me like a delicate flower, it's nice. They've become friends to Johnny and me, I'm glad he found them.
I smile back as I step forward, feeling Johnny gently drape his hand against my arm as I walk by, a soft reassurance that he's there with me.
I swear in, keeping my voice steady as I look at the judge, allowing my eyes to glance around the room for a quick read, avoiding looking in Miss Heard's direction. Johnny and I promised that we wouldn't allow her even a second of our attention, we wouldn't look at her, we wouldn't talk to her, and outside this courtroom we wouldn't speak of her.
I seat myself carefully, eyeing the screen in front of me, glancing to the jury, Johnny's attorney, then finally landing on Johnny. I told him all of my worries, he knew of my fear of the limelight, as well as my worry that my family will recognize me and try to contact me.
Throughout all of this, he's somehow stayed strong, even though he suffered far more than I, he refused to let me feel alone, so I refuse to not play my part in this case; if anyone deserves something good in their life, it's Johnny Depp.
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HELLO PEOPLE! I have opened my requests, FOR THR FIRST TIME >:D!! Feel free to request, but remember to check out the rules! I can't wait to start writing
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DISNEY AND PIXAR AO3 SERIESES
These only contain the "traditional" movies and live action remakes. Other movies like POTC and Sky High have their own lists.
EVERYTHING FOR DISNEY AND PIXAR
BIG HERO 6
Tadashi Hamada
Hiro Hamada
GoGo Tamago
Fred Frederickson
Cass Hamada
ALADDIN
Aladdin
Jasmine
ATLANTIS: THE LOST EMPIRE
Audrey Ramirez
Kida Nedakh
Helga Sinclair
Lyle Rourke
Vinny Santorini (coming)
MULAN
Mulan
Li Shang
SLEEPING BEAUTY/MALEFICENT
Aurora
Diaval
THE BEAUTY AND THE BEAST
Gaston
ROBIN HOOD
Robin Hood
THE GREAT MOUSE DETECTIVE
Basil the Mouse
CINDERELLA
Cinderella/Ella
TANGLED
Eugene Fitzherbert
THE HUNCHBACK OF NOTRE DAME
Quasimodo
RATATOUILLE
Alfredo Linguini
Colette Tatou
ONWARD
Ian Lightfoot
Barley Lightfoot
THE LITTLE MERMAID
Ariel
THE PRINCESS AND THE FROG
Tiana
MISC
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(Sorry for them not being in alphabetical order, Tumblr won't let me to rearrange...)
(Any of the other characters don't have any requests written nor pending as for now, so I'm unable to have serieses for them as AO3 requires you to have at least one oneshot written to be able to add it to a series, and I can't promise serieses for characters who don't have requests pending/I have no ideas of my own for them)
For anyone who's concerned, THESE ARE NOT ONESHOT COLLECTIONS, they are made using AO3's "series" feature.
If you want to be informed about new fics for Disney movies or its individual characters, create an AO3 account and subscribe or bookmark any of those serieses listed above. There are buttons at the top right corner for those, or on top on mobile. I do not do Tumblr taglists anymore.
Also, if you're wondering, requests are ALWAYS open and you're welcome to leave one or multiple. Just remember to read my rules and pick a request type from this list.
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Yo Ho, fellow pirates 🏴☠️🤍
Welcome to my POTC Masterlist / Blog rules
golden cage not made for me
‣ Jack Sparrow x f!reader oneshot
a good man
‣ Jack Sparrow x f!reader oneshot
How to request? Requests now ❌
🐚 I write for Captain Jack Sparrow (maybe Will)
🐚 I write angst, fluff, smut
🐚 I write x f!reader / ofc
🐚 I also write headcanons, drabbles
⚓️ please be patient - university can be draining… / please know that I’ll only write requests I'm comfortable with plotwise and that sparks my imagination…
⚓️ all my works will be 18+ since there will be harsh language, violent scenes, smut/spice, use of alcohol, mean characters haha
- just drop your request in my inbox
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WIP Tag
Thank you for the tag @aidanchaser, this is really neat and I don't think I've seen this tag before!
List the titles your top five priorities for WIP updates (link your fics for new readers!)
An upcoming scene, event, or detail in each fic that you're looking forward to writing
Bonus: make a poll for your followers to vote on which top 5 WIP they are most excited to see an update on!
Then tag 10 writer friends!
(Alrighty, so we know my main focus for the foreseeable future are my 2 AUs, but I'll throw in some smaller fics that might get worked on here and there)
Titles
In Search of Something More — Regency Jily AU, strangers-to-married-to-lovers.
in the latter days (working title) — This is my first war AU fic. I believe I've been pretty tight lipped about it as far as plot goes, and want to keep it that way until I'm 100% certain I actually like it (lol) but I will divulge the fact that the Order fractures.
restless waves-verse Microfics/oneshots (Pirate Jily)
Post-Dead Man's Chest Willabeth angst (POTC, not Jily)
Currently untitled Alight With Happiness fest fic for day 3, Thrice Defied, featuring a Jily wedding of sorts.
Upcoming Scenes and Details
I'm really excited to write the small ways in which James and Lily start getting closer and get to actually know one another though they're already married.
I have a fight I'm really excited to write. It's an argument that gets really nasty and does end with tears and you know I'm rubbing my hands together greedily.
Look I'm SO EXCITED to get to baby Harry in this universe, but I also really want to circle back and write Lily and James' first I love you moment because it's been VERY CLEAR in my head since I outlined the original story.
I have most of this written, but I'm excited to look at it with fresh eyes and really dial up the angst with misunderstanding.
Hi hello I am so ready to write Lily fighting Death Eaters while wearing a billowy-sleeved wedding gown you don't even KNOW. It's been in my head as a single image for about 18 months now and it's finally HAPPENING.
Tagging @charmsandtealeaves @jfleamont @nodirectionhome-ao3 @isahorcrux @athenasparrow @eastwindmlk @tinyluminaryzombie @jamesunderwater @annabtg @alittlebitofeverything23
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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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Hi! If it’s not too much to ask, may I send in another request for Davy Jones in which the reader gets an anxiety attack and turns away from him, refusing for him to see her breakdown? He eventually finds her and he doesn’t leave her side, even after she tells him of what’s going on and he tries his best to reassure her or something?
If not, that’s okay! :)
Hello dear💖, thanks for the request.
Davy Jones x anxious reader🐙🌊
Comfort in an octopus's arms🐙
Summary: Y/n develops a nervous breakdown from a crewmate when Davy confides her in comfort.
warnings: none
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Y/n, a girl who’s trapped beneath the curse of the Flying Dutchman, sat below the sleeping quarters of the barnacle infested room. She trailed her fingers against the water droplets falling upside the wooden planked walls; the droplets ran up her fingers hitting the ceiling of the roof. The crew sleeping in the rotten infested bunks grunted and huffed as they slept. The crew that surrounded y/n were no longer men but beasts that were deformed; barnacles grew from their limbs, face or body. Vicious and cruel those men were, never do they spare the dead nor shed any mercy. Y/n placed her arm next to one of Davys men sleeping next to her; just as expected—Clear and smooth, no barnacles, no coral, no deformed fish skin or scales. Y/n was the biggest mystery of all, Davy had cursed each and every member of his crew but her. As a child y/n had heard the tales of Davy Jones from her own father, the most common being: years ago, a man fell in love with the sea only to be betrayed, now he was a deformed monster that shared no mercy upon those that encounter him.
Truly a sad tale but perhaps with redemption, there would be a possible slight chance he could regain the humanity he lost all those years ago.
Y/n turned to her side counting backwards from 10 until they shall resurface.
“10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2—
1!”
A sudden push of the room shook the sleeping quarters, y/n held onto the side of her bunk bed only to be thrown off. The Flying Dutchman re-surfaced again upon the horizon, the broken, rotten ship sailing back toward it’s proper glory.
Y/n pushed herself from the ground of the cabin, she was covered in sea water and muck. The water droplets coming up from the ceiling soon started to drop down; droplets of water hit y/n’s cheek. The crew awoke with a grunt and sneer, toward the side of the sleeping cabin, a man spat out water looking around. His appearance was somewhat human except, his skin wasn’t fleshy and warm, barnacles were formed on the side of his cheek. He was…lifeless, a lifeless corpse that didn’t need to breath nor eat. His scraggly, wet hair laid all over his shoulders. The clothes he wore were torn and moldy; the lifeless sailor slammed his hand on the wall beside him. A hermit crab was caught within his grasp, raising his hand, he placed the hermit in his mouth with a loud ‘Crunch’.
Y/n cringed at the sight, just the thought of eating a raw, small hermit crab would’ve been awful to taste. “Not much of an early bird, eh? Bootstrap” Y/n smiled.
Y/n and Bootstrap had been somewhat close; “colleagues of the sea” if you had to define their relationship. Y/n and Bootstrap would usually have a game of liars dice now and then, minus the consequences that came with it. Bootstrap had taught y/n all the rules when riding inside the Dutchman, the one thing that caught her mind was the backstory of the captain. Bootstrap wouldn’t give as much information of the captain fearing he may be punished.
“Nah, but better then waking up from too much rum” Bootstrap hoisted himself from the bunk.
Y/n smiled in response; she followed the members of the crew toward the outside onto the main deck. She began to heave a bucket with soggy and mucky water toward the rum pot deckhands on the ship. The upper hand crew held the whips in their hands, their job was to keep the lower souls at bay. Y/n poured the mucky water all over the deck, brushes and rags all scrubbed, cleaning any spot of dirt along the wooden planks. The winds in the skies were holding quite strongly within luck, in y/n’s eyes, she hoped no poor lost soul would come into contact with the Flying Dutchman. On top of the quarter deck, the captain and his first mate looked over the horizon. Y/n turned behind her, she kept her eyes on the captain, thoughts began to plague her mind as she was deep in thought.
“I wonder, what Davy do to turn out this way?”.
“Perhaps was it his cruelty?”.
As y/n dozed off deep in thought, she had backed into a barnacle man with a whip. He was much taller, barnacles and corals covered his eyes. “And wha’ might be your excuse” he growled; sharp, crooked teeth bared his whole mouth. Y/n slowly backed up, her back was placed against a wall “I, I wasn’t supposed to be one of the deckhands sir, I’m just supposed to deliver the water to them.”
The barnacle head bared his teeth, snarling and gnarling at the nervous y/n. Y/n placed her hand over her pistol in-case things got too serious, she did know how to fight but it wasn’t like against the navy or another crew. This was with something inhuman, something monstrous that could y/n in half. Y/n’s fingers were laced over the trigger, her eyes widened to watch what move the barnacle head made next. In response the barnacle head grinned, he dropped the whip and instead grabbed his sword. In one fluid movement he pushed it against y/n’s throat; his face was directly grinning at her. Y/n turned her head away due to the man’s horrible stench, if you had to picture rotten fish sitting out for weeks that’s what it smelt like.
The pistol she held wasn’t close enough within her grasp, the sword pressed against her throat was stopping her from breathing. The air became thin as the barnacle head pushed further and further; her vision was becoming blurry. Y/n had to think fast however it seemed fate had already answered her call. A pistol shot directly into the barnacle heads shoulder; a growl in pain had emerged from the monster. Y/n looked up toward her savoir and long behold it was Davy Jones. Wait—it couldn’t have been him, how could someone as cruel and heartless as Davy someone for the likes as y/n. The captain walked down the steps toward y/n struggling to breath, she turned away from her captain trying to regain her composure. Davy snarled at the crew mate as the Barnacle head stood back. Y/n kept her eyes shut and prayed Davy would just leave her be “Mind tellin’ mah, wha’ in tha’ savan seas as’ goin’ on”.
Y/n pushed herself; she was too worked up trying to calm her hyperventilating down. Davy turned toward y/n however he couldn’t approach her as turned and ran back toward her sleeping quarters.
Davy shouted out “Y/N!” as he followed the girl.
Davy grabbed y/n with his claw hand, his eyes looked deeply into y/n’s, scaring her.
“Captain I’m so—” she began too deeply breath in and out “Sorry”.
Davy’s tentacles curled and twisted as y/n apologized, he didn’t scream nor laugh at her response. “It was my fault for slacking off, I shouldn’t have been distracted” Y/n tried to wipe the tears from her eyes. Her fingers rubbed her eyes as they started to become red.
“How embarrassing, how could I cry in front of the most ruthless captain of all time, I’m a failure, I’m a failure, I’m a—” y/n felt soft tentacles curl against her face; reaching to brush her hair away and wiping the tears falling from her eyes. A hand with a long tentacle reaching from his fingers, touched the back of y/n’s coat; the other crab hand held y/n’s head. Y/n was astonished and bewildered, was Davy Jones hugging her, her? a girl that barely spoke to the captain unless given a direct order.
“Ah ain’t as cruel, ah’ thay say” Davy muttered “Yar bah tha onlah’ soul I would sahve’ in thas’ cruel life”.
Y/n realised that Davy perhaps after all this time, ever since she arrived, he had composed or more so regained some humanity toward her.
“Ya ain’t ah failure” he muttered once more.
Y/n in response wrapped her arms around the captains coat, she felt the edging of his tentacles softly touch her cheek. “I, I thank you for this comfort, Davy” y/n muttered.
“If I ad’ mah heart back, I would give it to you” Davy whispered.
Y/n nuzzled her face into Davy’s shoulder, his coat was wet and slimy but she ignored it. It was nice to have someone care for her or at least know of her anxious feeling.
Two members stuck on the Flying Dutchman sharing their pain together, a pain they can endure in a time of solace in each other’s arms.
Anyways that's all I have for now:
Ta Ta ✨
#pirates of the caribbean oneshot#pirates of the caribbean#Davy Jones x reader#Davy Jones#potc x reader#Potc oneshot#Potc
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Heartstrings - Chapter 1
hello! i have decided to bite the bullet and finally start a chapter story. i'm gonna be honest, its a lot like your basic enemies to lovers but you can't really go wrong with enemies to lovers!
pairing - jack sparrow x reader
warnings - mention of death
They all say you are crazy, but don’t believe them.
Something about the rush of the wind, the rough swaying of the seas have called you. Joining the British Royal Navy had been a desire for you since you had been a young child with dreams. Something that you thought would bring great honor, and maybe you would even be famous. Being a female in the Navy wasn’t something that was very common, but you always finished first before even the strongest man. Being a woman in these times was harsh, but you always got through it.
Soon you had sustained a rather harsh injury, and an overall decision your commander had transferred you underneath the East India Trading Company. It wasn’t much of a change to you, there was just less sea time involved.
Boots clicked against the polished wooden floor, as you walked through the lamp-lit hallway. A stone cold expression masked your face, as you walked through the hallways for what seemed like for hours. Another pair of boots could soon be heard coming towards you, “Y/N. Lord Cutler Beckett wants to speak with you.” One of your commanders said, and you nodded. Turning on your heel, you walked up a flight of stairs.
Everyone in your section knew how powerful and crazy you were, and they tended to steer away from you. Your sword skills were suspiciously similar to a way a Pirate would. Some people had questioned you about it, but it was just the way you had been taught growing up.
Pirates were something that you absolutely despised, and you hope that you could stay as far as you could away from those rum soaked squabblers. With all your time in the EITC and the Royal Navy, you had only run in with pirates about a half of dozen times.
The most infamous pirate you had met was the one and only Jack Sparrow. You had only met him once, but you would rather keep it that way. The way he spoke, or even breathed angered you.
The sectional you had been placed in kept rather close to shore, even when on ships. Sometimes you wonder what it would be like to travel across the sea, even to the northern side. The Caribbeans, The Bahamas, something new. Of course, it was a small choice that you would be selected to go to those types of places. As they said, women were too weak to do those types of jobs. You didn’t really understand why you couldn’t go places like your male comrades, but you didn’t complain.
Raising a hand, you knocked on the door to Lord Beckett’s office. “Enter.” You heard a voice enter, and you entered the room. “Y/N.” You saw the Lord sitting at a table, sipping on a cup of tea. “Please, sit down.” You nodded, sitting down across from him. T
The Lord poured a cup of tea for you, gently setting it down in front of you. “I called you in here to talk to you about something, about a certain pirate.” The word pirate caught your attention, and you raised a brow at the mention of a pirate. “I don’t entangle myself with beings like that, I’d rather keep some kind of dignity.” You said, taking a sip of the black tea.
“You see, there is a certain pirate, you may have heard of him. Jack Sparrow?” The word made you keep a deep breath, setting down the cup of tea. “I know you haven’t had much time on the sea, and this is your chance Y/N. If you can kill him, I will guarantee you a more honorable role in the East India Trading company; Instead of patrolling the hallways every single day of your miserable life.” You looked at him, taking a few deep breaths.
“I only have one question, Lord Beckett. Why me? Why one of the only women here?” You asked, and which seemed to catch the Lord a little bit off guard. “Well, you see Y/N. I’ve seen the way you fight, and I think you have a genuine chance of killing Jack Sparrow. It seems impossible, half of my men have given their own lives trying to take that man's life.” He said, swirling another sugar cube into his tea.
You nodded, thinking for a moment. “I will take the deal, under one condition.” You said, standing up and pushing your chair in. “Which what is?” He asked, a devilish smile on his face. “If I successfully kill the notorious Jack Sparrow, I’ll need help from a crew, if i’m not mistaken? I want to be able to choose my own crew, and I want your best men.”
Lord Beckett nodded, “I will allow that, under one condition. Your husband cannot go, we don’t need any distractions that may disrupt your mission.” You nodded, agreeing to his terms.
#james norrington#captain jack sparrow#pirates of the caribbean#jack sparrow#jack sparrow x reader#jack sparrow oneshot#oneshot#curse of the black pearl#angst#fluff#elizabeth swann#potc#hector barbossa#at worlds end
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Fic author interview! Let's see what that sets rolling in my head. Maybe even some words for fic? Thank you @lynne-monstr <3
No-pressure tagging: @narina-vhey @dragonpyre @theloneliestshipper
How many works do you have on AO3?
Currently 26 after I went on a bit of an orphaning (and deletion) spree last year.
2. What’s your total AO3 word count?
397,281. Also a victim of last year, I guess, but I'm getting back there. I kinda hope to find the time to raise that to 500k and feel good with what I've written but we'll see.
3. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?
Hence begins the journey (part 4 of the vampire Percy series I'm writing) - 598
The Ferryman (potc) - 474
Negotiator's Garden (star wars OS) - 414
Of New Beginnings (part 1 of the vampire Percy series I'm writing) - 344
Far Dawn (part 3 of the vampire Percy... well, you can guess it) - 307
Well, I'm seeing a pattern here is all I'm saying. I'm also wistfully staring at the Ferryman because, well, that's no longer my baby because it's too old for that but that fic has been with me for a while and looking at it now I really want to get around to officially finishing it someday. It's also hilarious to see that Star Wars oneshot up there but I guess vaguely fae Obi-Wan is a fun premise. Fond memories writing that one.
4. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?
I do. There are a few comments in my inbox that are a bit of a pile of shame right now but generally I respond to comments because I love talking about the fic I share. Like that one post so eloquently put it: I write for myself, I share for a feeling of community. Or something like that.
5. What’s the fic you’ve written with the angstiest ending?
Ooof, that's a tough question because I don't like angsty endings with a few rare exceptions. I think the closest I got online can aspire to vaguely ominous (as in hinting at Order 66) but that's not much, is it?
6. What’s the fic you’ve written with the happiest ending?
Another tough question because I don't go darker than bittersweet for endings I write so, in a way, they're all more or less happy endings? Hmm, I would say maybe No Doubt In Us (TKA canon divergence) bc a) it's actually finished and b) the characters worked hard for their ending and got it.
7. Do you write crossovers?
Not as often as I'd like to and somehow I never get around to finishing them.
8. Have you ever received hate on a fic?
One or two unhappy comments when I wrote Obi-Wan as bisexual (I mean, come on, look at the guy. He's supposed to be straight?) because how dare I write him like that but that's about it.
9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?
Rarely and somehow usually as a gift for one person or another. Curious.
10. Have you ever had a fic stolen?
Not apart from those mass-stealing incidents where lots of fic got copied to other sites and all that. At least not that I know of.
11. Have you ever had a fic translated?
I think ten years ago or so someone wanted to translate one of my fics into russian but I honestly can't remember what came of that.
12. Have you ever co-written a fic before?
Yes, actually, with the wonderful @theloneliestshipper and with @narina-vhey but overall I prefer to write on my own because I got my own approach, time limitations and all in all it just became too stressful.
13. What’s your all-time favorite ship?
I don't have one. On further thought, I don't think I'd be happy having an all-time favourite. I prefer that to stay in constant flux.
14. What’s a WIP that you want to finish but don’t think you ever will?
Oh, that's difficult. Stuff from the pile of shame, probably, so i'll pass on this answer^^
15. What are your writing strengths?
I am told that I manage to keep the characters in character but I think my favourite thing that one person pointed out was that I am good at building connections between canon tidbits to make up new canon divergences and headcanons.
16. What are your writing weaknesses?
Since my favourite topic is canon divergence, most of my plotbunnies have a tendency to turn into longfic which, as we all know, is not that easy to finish.
17. What are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in a fic?
I could read this question in two ways but I think it means writing dialogue in a different language than the general narration and, no, just no. I don't automatically pass on a fic for that if it's using phrases from a conlang in moderation but usually it's just far more confusing than enriching the experience for me.
18. What was the first fandom you wrote for?
Oh, hmm. I'm not sure. The first fandom stuff I did online was for Yu-Gi-Oh and Detective Conan, I think. First fanfic was probably some OC for some high fantasy novel or other.
19. What’s a fandom/ship you haven’t written for yet but want to?
Polymachina (I'm getting there) and zjl/xby/szp for King's Avatar.
20. What’s your favorite fic you’ve written
I can't choose but the whole vampire Percy series has some of my favourite moments I've written, so I'll go with that one.
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Thanks for tagging me @charmsandtealeaves!
🍓 how did you get into writing fanfiction?
I've been writing fanfiction since before I even knew what it was. But I started reading it in middle school, and once I got to high school I was like, "hey maybe I could share this with people!"
the first ever fic I posted was a Hunger Games one on my old account. This account was orphaned due to my poor writing skills as a high schooler. No I will not tell you what it is some things are between me and God only lol
🍇How many fandoms have you written in?
5! Harry Potter, Percy Jackson, Hunger Games, POTC, and Star Wars as of like, a week ago.
🍈 How many years have you been writing fanfiction?
Ten years? But if we're counting only the years since I've started posting things, then Six!
🍎 Do you read or write more fanfiction?
I'd say I write more than I read!
🍌 What is one way you've improved as a writer?
I feel like I've become a lot less reliant on dialogue? If that makes sense. I've been working on prose and description, I think it's been going well.
🍑 Do you have any bad habits as a writer?
I feel like I drop ideas WAY too often.
🍍 What's the weirdest topic you researched for a writing project?
I don't know about weird, per say, but I did once look up how to effectively throw knives. Now I know how to do just that. (not well though I just know the theory.)
🍉What's your favourite type of comment to receive on your work?
Literally any comment. I love all comments. It's the best email notification I can get and I'm not even joking.
🍐What's the most fringe trope/topic you write about?
Very little people write about POTC so that, possibly?
🥭What is the hardest type of story for you to write?
I am virtually incapable of writing pure fluff. I just- the angst just pours out of me y'all I can't even.
🍏What is the easiest type?
.....angst. Also hurt/comfort. And especially people dealing with mental health issues. That's something I've dealt with for a long time and it can make it easier to process things.
🍑Where do you do your writing? What platform? When?
I tend to write it in GoogleDocs while lying in bed. I tried writing in the car while on a road trip and got super carsick. Never again. (also my mother was the one driving not me haha)
🍋What is something you've been too nervous/ intimidated to write, but would love to write one day?
I feel like I'd love to do a rewrite of the Heroes of Olympus series. I feel like there was so much wasted potential there. I don't want to be all "I could do it better" but I want to try someday haha. I also want to write a set of connected oneshots based on a specific Taylor Swift album. Each one shot will be based on a song from the album. I want to do this with each album. Just for the challenge. I doubt it's going to happen though, especially because that's a LOT of music.
🍇What made you choose your username?
I just think it's neat. :)
Tagging @jamesunderwater @kay-elle-cee @merlinsbudgiesmugglers @nena-96
No Pressure of course!!
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I got tagged by the wonderful @cinnamontails-ff to talk about fanfic so let's go
1) How many works do you have on AO3?
33 apparently? Damn, that's actually way more than I thought okay okay.
2) What’s your total AO3 word count?
198,622 (that's hilariously low again when looking at the amount of works)
3) What fandoms do you write for?
BG3 currently, I used to write a lot for CR and Detroit Evolution
4) What are your top 5 fics by kudos?
Arms unfolding (Critical Role, Caleb/Essek)
Uselessly devoted (Critical Role, Caleb/Jester)
Something small (Critical Role, Dorian/Dariax)
Three is company (Critical Role, Caleb/Jester/Essek)
The one that got away (BG3, Astarion/Tav)
5) Do you respond to comments?
I try to, I really love getting comments and having little conversations with everyone but I'm also terrible with keeping up with my email notifications.
6) What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?
Wrong place, wrong time (Detroit Evolution, Nines/Gavin)
7) What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?
I almost always write happy endings honestly..
Tell her a story (tell her the honest truth) (Detroit Evolution, Ada/North) maybe?
8) Do you get hate on fics?
I don't think I've ever had straight up hate, no.
9) Do you write smut? If so, what kind?
Yes, I'm very much a smutty oneshot writer, who occasionally branches out. What kind of smut? I don't know? Nothing extremely. Mainly F/M. The consensual kind. Good communication is a recurring topic. One of my most used tags is probably "dom/sub undertones"
10) Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?
I don't have any crossovers up and I don't plan on writing any. The most idiotic fic I have up on AO3 is a fanfic based on the google translate butchered script of Detroit Evolution called Camp Cyberlife (Anatomy) that I fully just wrote as a joke for a couple of friends.
11) Have you ever had a fic stolen?
Not that I'm aware.
12) Have you ever had a fic translated?
Nope.
13) Have you ever co-written a fic before?
Also no.
14) What’s your all time favorite ship?
My all time favourite ship is Will/Elizabeth from PotC, but I don't read or write about that, they just live in my brain forever.
15) What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?
I have a WIP still up for a Detroit Evolution fic that I haven't touched in literal years, that I recently got a comment on. I reread it and now I personally am pissed at myself for never finishing it because it ends on a cliffhanger and I don't even remember what was supposed to happen.
16) What are your writing strengths?
The thing I've been complimented on most across all fandoms is characterisation. I take a lot of care finding the voice of the characters I write, and from people's reactions that seems to work very well.
17) What are your writing weaknesses?
Pacing. Pacing is hard.
18) Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?
I think it's hard to not have it be confusing. I've thrown in a few words in a different language here and there a few times, but never more than that. I think there's definitely a place for it but it's hard to do it well.
19) First fandom you wrote for?
Oof, um. I think that somewhere in the dephts of ff.net there's still a fic of mine for the shadowhunters universe that exists.
20) Favorite fic you’ve written?
Recently probably The one that got away. That one is a little special to me because the Tav in there is a character very near and dear to my heart. Besides that I'm actually really really enjoying working on my current multichapter (with the most obnoxiously long title) High heeled heroes & reluctantly righteous rogues (BG3, Astarion/Tav).
#fanfic#tag game#iiiiii'm not tagging anyone because i barely have any writing friends on here I think#I forgot how much CR fic I've written jfc#it's just out there
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WIP Game
Thank you @cellsshapedlikestars for tagging me!!! This has made me realize how many ridiculous things I have floating around in my fanfic writing folder and hopefully doing this will help jog my brain into writing mode because hoooooo boy has it not wanted to be there.
Rules: post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it!
(Also I have a system I use where I save writing files with the original work title abbreviated, then the pairing name if clarification is needed, before the working title of fic so I just kept that in for clarity's sake- like this is not an exaggeration this is genuinely how I have to keep things organized to prevent complete digital anarchy on my laptop)
ACOTAR- Nesta Death Magic
ASOIAF/LOTR- Sansa Drops into Middle Earth
ASOIAF-Jonsa- Demon Librarian AU
ASOIAF- Drunk Shenanigans/Herpetology AU
ASOIAF-Jonsa- East of the Sun and West of the Moon
ASOIAF-Jonsa- Fae AU's
ASOIAF- Sansaery- Growing Strong
ASOIAF- Jonsa- Ice Planet Barbarians AU
ASOIAF- I'm not dead yet
ASOIAF-Jonsa- 24 hr Diner/Mob AU
ASOIAF-Jonsa Mermaid AU
ASOIAF-Jonsa- New Star Wars AU
ASOIAF-Jonsa- Nuclear Winter Wonderland AU
ASOIAF- Pacific Rim AU (Maelstrom Series)
ASOIAF- Jonsa Plague AU
ASOIAF- POTC AU
ASOIAF- Reincarnation AU
ASOIAF- Jonsa Roommates AU
ASOIAF/HMC- Sansa as Howl and Willas as Sophie
ASOIAF- Santa Clarita Diet AU
ASOIAF- Jonsa Soulmate Oneshot (Surgeon/Bodyguard)
ASOIAF- Star Wars AU (Luminous Beings)
ASOIAF- Jonsa- The one where Jon dies (but not at the end)
ASOIAF- Jonsa Titanic AU
ASOIAF- Jonsa Wolf Shifter AU
ATLA- Katara Character Study
FMA- Royai Howl's Moving Castle
Fringe- Hogwarts AU
HP- Dramione- Hermione obliviates her parents before fifth year AU
HP- Hermione and Luna
Labyrinth- Jareth Vanishes and Sarah Returns
MCU- DarcyNat- New girl in town
Naruto- Criminal minds AU
Star Wars- The Blacklist AU
Extra Treat below the cut if you aren't completely bored:
The names of all my APWH specific WIP files (They're organized into arcs rather than chapters- Mild spoilers possibly) (I swear to god I'm not making any of these up)
APWH- CH 17-18-19 Draft
APWH- Aftermath/Finale
APWH- Ages/Time Zone/location Reference Points
APWH- Baelish Defense
APWH Bits and Pieces
APWH- C10H8N2O6 Notes
APWH- Ending Bonanza- Get WRECKED Petyr
APWH- Lysa's Prequel
APWH- Drunken meeting AU
APWH- Bits and pieces- Ch 16 onward
APWH- Ch ?- Shit hits the fan
APWH- Ch 16 New Draft
APWH- O & D's Current Case Notes/Investigation into Alys' Disappearance
APWH- Sansa goes back to school
APWH- Sansa Talks to the Media?
APWH- Sansa's summer tour
APWH- the Lakehouse (theoretically)
APWH- The Trial
I'll tag @rabidbehemoth, @mouseymightymarvellous, @woodswit, and anyone else who wants to give this a shot!
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