#elizabeth swann headcanons

[witchthewriter]

(𝐂𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧) 𝐉𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐒𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐬/𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞

⤷ gender neutral, ambiguous race, and any size reader. Requests are open, thank you for reading!    

Warnings: Mentions of Davy Jones’ locker, death, violence and piracy (yay!)

a/n: message me/comment if you want to be tagged in any of my posts x 

ᴹᵃˢᵗᵉʳˡᶤˢᵗ      

🌿ENTP 🍁Ravenclaw 📜Chaotic Good 🔮Gemini Sun, Aquarius Moon, Sagittarius Rising  

𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒎𝒆 𝑺𝒐𝒏𝒈:  

How’s It Gonna End by Tom Waits

𝑺𝑭𝑾🌿  

・It wasn’t easy being with Jack, then again, it wouldn’t have been easy being with you either - 

・Over the years you had gotten into a flow - knowing each other’s quirks, your wants and desires; vices and virtues. 

・When other people are around you - that’s when it isn’t easy. Because all they see is two people on a whole other planet - you have inside jokes, lingo, a way of communicating that others can’t comprehend quick enough

・And when Jack gets attention from others ... you have to admit, you do get a little jealous. Okay, a lot jealous. 

・Especially when he’s around women, he can’t help but flirt back. And it’s taken a while for him to learn to cut it out

・Captain Jack Sparrow has always been known for his extravagance, his over-the-top nature. And you’re known for your chaos, your unruly nature; and of  course your clumsiness. 

・But somehow your clumsiness is always connected to luck. Knocking something over will somehow lead to a distraction where you’re able to escape later on. 

・You found each other in your youth. Constantly rescuing each other by chance - destiny always found a way for you to run into each other 

・The stories you could tell! 

・The amount of times you’ve pulled each other from the brink are countless

・Where one went, the other was always soon to follow

・You have no idea how many times you both faced the gallows

・They didn’t seem all that frightening now 

・You loved the Black Pearl just as much as Jack. You saw her as your freedom.

・When Jack was pulled from your world into Davy Jones’ locker, you went straight in there with him. 

・The Kraken was the easy part. The time spent in that godforsaken desert was hell. Literal hell. 

・Unluckily, you didn’t end up in the same place. 

・Davy knew Jack would be fine if you were with him, so he separated the both of you. 

・And in the time frame, Jack had inched closer to insanity - not having you by his side made his mind plunge into instability 

・You thought it was fun ... at first (insanity was/is second nature to you.)

・But Davy had more tricks up his sleeve, ones that he somehow knew would get to you

・Then little crabs started appearing. 

     “Aw rocks.” You said out loud, moving to lay down and gaze at the perfectly rounded sphere.

“Oh, not rocks. Rocks with legs-”

・And when they moved, you followed 

・ “Y/N! Y/N ARE YOU REAL? WHAT ARE YOU DOING ‘ERE?” Jack bellowed from the moving Black Pearl

     “YOU JUMPED, I JUMPED.” 

“Oh yes, Kraken. I remember now, he was a slimey smelly big thing wasn’t he-”

・You found your way on deck and Jack swooped you into his arms. He held you close against him, holding one hand on the back of your head. 

・Now others think it weird, but Jack likes to smell you. So when you were nuzzled in his arms, he did exactly that

・ When you found everyone on the beach, you nearly ran to Tia Dalma. She’s been a close friend throughout the years. 

・You didn’t feel any resentment towards Elizabeth. Holding onto grudges didn’t make sense in your line of work. 

・And you kept her secret. 

・The relationship with you and Jack means you share a lot of the same enemies. 

・Barbossa, the man who marooned the two of you on separate islands, had come back to save you from Davy Jones Locker. It made you laugh. You actually audibly laughed when you saw him

・Although you did like Jack the monkey

・Will was ... less than enthused to see you

・Only because he thought you were bat sh*t crazy

・But Elizabeth could only blush - she didn’t look you in the eye until a week later

・You were present during the meeting of the Bretheren Court. And were incredibly excited to see Jack’s father again. 

・Back in the day he and yourself hit it off nearly instantly. He thought you would have made a brilliant Pirate Lord, if only you weren’t so clumsy

・To Jack’s disbelief you wanted a war with the East India Trading Company

    “They’ve taken too much from us, Jack.”

・Yet again, destiny had spared you. The fight with Davy Jones and Beckett had caused many casualties, but neither you or Jack had been hurt

・You were able to sail away... until Gibbs had fallen asleep and the Pearl was stolen yet again

・Jack has mastered how to patch you up; cuts, burns, bullet wounds etc. In another life, he would have made a great healer. And when you brought how talented he is with remedies and such, he said: “Love, I’m only good at this because I’m looking after you. I couldn’t care about anyone else.” 

・Jack likes listening to you read out loud. But most of the time you get bored of the story and start making things up, while still holding the book so Jack has no idea what the real plot of the story is ... 

・Many might think you two have a treasure cove of riches. But really you just have a small tockens of each other on your persons

・He has a trinket that you found many years ago in his hair, twisted around a dreadlock

・You wear a ring of his. He gave it to you as a sign of his affection and love. A little like a promise ring

𝑹𝒆𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑 𝑻𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒔

Drama Queen (Jack) x Drama Queen x3 (You)

Chaotic Dumbass Duo

"You wear the pants in this relationship" (You say to Jack) x "oh I wish, I cannot control you at all" (Jack replies to You)

𝑹𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒄 𝑷𝒍𝒐𝒕 𝑻𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒆

You’re His Lucky Charm

𝑯𝒊𝒔 𝑷𝒆𝒕 𝑵𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝑭𝒐𝒓 𝒀𝒐𝒖:  

Love, Pet, Sweetheart, Sunshine. 

Jack likes to make nicknames up on the spot as well, especially when he wants to cheer you up. He’ll string two random words together and they may not even be sweet - but the way he says it ... he can make anything sound sensual. 

𝑯𝒊𝒔 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝑳𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒖𝒂𝒈𝒆

Words of Affirmation, Physical Touch and Gift Giving

Jack is big on words. But what really gets to him is when you compliment him - when the words are coming from you, they mean something. People might think Jack is a touchy feely guy; but he’s really not. He’s calculating with how he touches you - moving hair behind your ear, being the big spoon, dancing with you. His favourite love language is gift giving both giving and receiving. He absolutely ADORES presents. Especially all things sparkly. 

Tagged: @sardonic-the-writer, @roguesknights.

[sardonic-the-writer]

𝐉𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐒𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐬/𝐨 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐄𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐠𝐲 𝐖𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐈𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞

↳ warnings: general tomfoolery

↳ song: the rocky road to dublin—the dubliners

masterlist!

• Oh god there's two of you now

• That's what went through most people's heads upon meeting the both of you side by side

• Wil Turner especially. He can hardly deal with one Jack Sparrow, much less another one

• It falls on Elizabeth more times than not to keep the peace between all of you—but even she struggles with keeping the both of you in line

• "Remind me why we can't just throw them overboard Elizabeth?" Will all but pleaded at one point

• "Because it's their ship Will! Besides, they'd find us again anyways. They always do."

• "Got that right, lassie!" You'd hiccuped from somewhere above them, startling everyone as Will and Elizabeth looking up—only to be met with the sight of you clutching a bottle of gin in your hand and smiling drunkenly

• "Oh for fucks sake."

• They had to resort to using a mop to get you down from the mast in the end

• Apart from all of the other shenanigans the two of you get involved in on the regular, you and Jack have this little superstition

• It's not much—when one of you is having trouble thinking of any good ideas or a solution to something, they'll grab the other's hat and swap it with their own, wearing the stolen hat in its place

• It's almost as if the two of you believe bad energy gets stuck in the hat and that you have to get rid of it. It's stupid, but the superstition could be worse, that's for sure. Besides, you're the only one who gets the lay a finger on Jacks hat, so that's a bonus

• This should really go without saying, but expect some flirting from Captain Jack Sparrow

• He can hardly keep his hands to himself half the time, much less his wandering gaze, so you've been known to knock him on the head once or twice

• But all is well in the end, even if he does drown you in more nicknames than anyone else

• "Could you take the wheel for me real quick, love?"

• "Just call me by my name Jack. You've known me long enough by now to at least do that."

• "No thanks, darling. I much prefer this."

• Jack Sparrow is fucking insufferable, overly cocky, and a bit of an unorthodox pirate. But he's your unorthodox pirate—and vise versa

• Neither of you would give up the other for all the gold in the world

[justafairytailofinnocence]

Hello!! I don't know if your still writing or taking requests or anything but I was wandering if you could, do a headcanon on how the potc characters would react if reader was like really cold please? But if you are not taking any requests all good!! I love your work!💗

Xx

Hello dear💖, thanks for your request.

How they react to you being cold🥶

Jack sparrow

It was winter, the pearl had travelled into the arctic sea. Snow droplets melted as they touched the sea's water.

You were swabbing the deck, it was so cold, and you had but only a single layer of coating on you.

Freezing, all you felt was the cold. You wanted to burn the cargo using the wood and clothes off the other sailors.

Jack was at the helm; his beard and hair were frozen into icesickles of hair.

Master gibbs had trailed the stairs to ask Jack. "Captain, we've prepared to set course".

Jack confirmed with Master Gibbs "Aye, master Gibbs".

Suddenly master Gibbs set his eyes on you, you held your coat around you.

"Jack, tha' swab o'er there, don'tcha thin tha lass/lad/y/n be freezin" Gibbs questioned.

Jack looks down to you, in the distance Gibbs said "poor lass/lad/y/n".

Jack walked off the helm while smiling at master Gibbs "keep an eye on er for me master Gibbs".

Jack strutted down the stairs and walked by you.

"Y'know, standin' round ere ain't really a good idea love" Jack pointed out.

"Not that I judge, but, I don't think being an icicle was apart of our little plan, now, was it, savvy" Jack held a playful smirk.

You weren't in the mood to argue as you focused on getting warmer "what do you want captain".

Jack without warning took off his coat and held it out to you.

"Now, you can take it or--I'm sure your well on your way from being an icicle mate" Jack smiled, perking his cattish like eyes.

You grabbed Jack's coat with no thought and held it around you. It was bigger, and the cuffs of the sleeves couldn't even fit around your arm.

It was warmer though, no wonder the captains coat was much better then anything.

"Keep it til it's warmer, we should be heading out of this soon" Jack strutted off to find some rum. He hid the cargo somewhere, where no one can find it due to the suspension the crew may want to burn it for a fire.

You smile to yourself while thanking jack "thank you jack".

Will Turner

You were on the black pearl, sailing to try and rescue Elizabeth from the clutches of Captain Barbossa.

You sitting at the side freezing, Will stood over Jack as he worriedly kept an eye on you.

"Jack, I don't think y/n's well, she looks cold" will pointed out.

"Well, I would say, if it were me" Jack gave a little advice "say something, incredibly flattering, charm the lass/lad/person and drink under the covers".

Will looked at Jack confused and awkwardly Said "I think I'll just offer her a coat actually".

Will walked down the stairs to find you cold. "Your freezing y/n" will immediately take's off his coat and places it around you.

"Come on, let's go inside, we'll need your help later" will smiled.

"Oh I'm sure they certainly will, dear William" Jack interrupted just to be annoying.

Will gave a quick look up to Jack before helping you in the cabin.

Once you were inside, Will placed a few of the hammocks blankets around you.

"Don't worry y/n, you'll warm up soon" will smiled.

You leaned into Will's shoulder as he tensed up, not many women had done this before.

Will hugged you back as on the outside jack whispered to master gibbs as he walked past.

"So, I have one curious question on my mind, do you think the lass/lad/person will fancy our dear William or perhaps he'll fancy Elizabeth".

"Are ye asking fer a bet jack" Gibbs questioned.

Elizabeth swann

You were sailing into the end of the world, a place with uncharted waters.

Everyone was freezing, turning into icicles but they weren't as bad as you.

You shook so much, you were worried you might fall into pieces.

"I'm quite worried about y/n, I don't think they have anything warm on" Elizabeth whispered to will.

Will turned to face y/n "I feel sorry for her".

Elizabeth walked toward you, she offered her own coat to you.

"Here, I don't want you to catch a cold" she smiled with a sympathetic expression.

You shivered as you took her coat.

"Once we find Jack, he'll know how to get us out of this" she looked down--she felt guilty knowing she killed off jack sparrow.

You nodded; jack sparrow was gone and now you set a course toward the end of the world. Sailing with Captain Barbossa, wasn't the same as sailing with jack but at least he was a smart captain.

Elizabeth looked out over the horizon, at least she had you, will and the captain.

You felt like punching jack for just leaving you in this state, you were like a family--only he chose to go down with his ship.

"I miss jack" you admitted.

Elizabeth played along, she expressed a lie to try and hide the guilt "I, I know Jack's out there, he's a captain, he'll know his way out".

You smiled, her reassurance was comforting. You hug her thinking she felt the same.

She hugged back however she looked disappointed in herself for lying to the whole crew including Will.

Henry turner

You stood at the front of the forecastle; the bowsprit stood out in the front of you.

Henry stood at the front of the main deck, you held a single piece of fabric around your shoulders.

It was the witching hour of the night, the stars shined above you. The foremast stood over you as the topgallant, top and forecourse sail blew with a strong gust yet the briny deep was calm.

Henry climbed the steps to look out for you; Carina and Jack were navigating the helm.

He noticed at first sight, as he reached the top of the final step. You were shivering.

The gust of wind blew at a normal speed to carry the ship to safe waters.

"Y/n, your cold" Henry called out.

Henry wanted to tell Jack, it might've been best to bring you below deck like the orlop.

At least then you would've been warm.

"Nay, I'm fine, don't fret over me, Henry" you reassured him.

However, Henry brought you an extra blanket from the quarters of the crew. It might not have been much--perhaps not the fanciest of silken sheets but, it helped in a way.

You curled with the blanket over you, perhaps this was stolen before Jack had the ship.

Henry and you stood at the forecastle as Carina back at the quarter deck watched with an envious eye.

"So, think Henry boy catch er/im/em' fancy" Jack teased.

Carina snapped "I don't know, even if I did know should it really be my business".

Carina Smyth

Carina and Barbossa were at the helm, she knew the map toward the trident.

The map showed inside the diary of Galileo, the Ruby inside had enlighten a path within the pages.

Barbossa hadn't told anyone who he truly was to Carina and...probably for the best.

You were tied up along with Henry and Jack at the Main mast.

Your teeth was chattering, Chittering; your whole body was shaking.

Carina was busy steering the ship; she glances up to see if your alright.

Carina requests the captain "Captain, I wish to speak with y/n, at least untie her/him/them".

"An' why do ye need tha' em" Barbossa asked.

"You can keep Jack and Henry tied, it's just y/n I need, she/he/they has the other coordinates to the map" Carina pleaded.

Barbossa rolled his eyes and asked merlot and Murry to untie you.

Jack pleaded "oi, what about me, I'm practically the captain of the pear--mmmf" Jack had a piece of rag shoved in his mouth by Jack the monkey.

Barbossa demanded "yer' ta navigate".

You ran to Carina's arms, you were freezing like a snowflake.

Carina grabbed your hands to try and calm you.

"I need you to be brave for me y/n, once we find the trident, we'll soon seek land and you'll be safe" Carina promised.

Merlot and Mullroy were both guarding their post when Carina ordered.

"She's/he's/their freezing can't I have a coat" she asked.

"Orders of the captain" merlot spoke.

"I just need a coat, I'll return it afterwards" Carina reasoned.

Merlock gave Carina his coat, seeing as he thought it would be best not to argue.

Carina came toward you and wrapped the coat around your body. She tucked it around your shoulders.

"Try and keep warm, God knows how long we have until we reach the trident" she whispers.

Hector Barbossa

Hector was standing at the helm, holding up a gold Spanish coin, twirling it in between his fingers.

You were up at the forecastle, overlooking the bowsprit. Hector caught the gold coin in between his fingers, it was aligned with your body as he noticed you shivering.

Barbossa knew it was a gusty wind out at sea. It was part of being a pirate, putting up with extreme weather conditions.

He debated for a moment; dare he show a soft side or, dare he remain heavy hearted and let you put up with it.

Barbossa growled to himself "argh".

He placed the Spanish doubloon in his pocket before heading toward the forecastle.

He stomped up the steps, looking rather annoyed. "Ain't-che cold missy/laddie/y/n, why in tha blazes arrr' ye not below deck".

"Whaddya' tryna ta do, freeze ta death" his frustrated tone overtook his gruff voice.

You were shivering, you didn't have time to argue with the captain. You didn't think it was a bother, after all barbossa was busy.

"Ye addle girly/sailor/person, here, take it n' don't-che start takin' it off til' I say, ye understand?" Barbossa took off his black, blue-ish coat and forcefully wrapped it around you. (Addle: a pirate term for foolish/stupid).

"Why, t-thank you, captain" you grabbed the coat gently. It was much more oversized than your arm length.

He climbed down below to mend the helm at the quarter-deck, his blouse was blowing in the wind.

"Stow yerself below tha berth n' get warm" he didn't say more than that. (Birth: the sleeping quarters of the crew).

You wrapped the captain's coat around yourself and smiled.

James norrington

James had been standing outside the main yard near Beckett's office.

The naval guards and soldiers were all in line awaiting their next venture to track down Sparrow.

In the distance, he spotted a woman wearing a gown with full length-skirtings and frills at the end./ a man wearing a coat with his hair tied back and buckled shoes/ a person wearing breeches and an oversized coating with flat buckled shoes.

You held but a single blanket of hand-crafted wool drape over your shoulder.

James quickly rushed toward you to get you away from Beckett's men. He feared Mr Mercer may have you killed for accompanying Elizabeth who was associated with Sparrow.

"Y/n, I cannot protect you all the time if you keep following me" James protested.

You shake your head "belay that James, why in heavens are you venturing out to have youself killed".

"You know Lord Beckett holds no mercy for mere men like yourself" you argued.

"Do you honestly think he'll feel show the same for you" James snapped in a whisper.

"Don't ever speak of Sparrow out loud less you wish to have a short drop and sudden stop" he firmly spoke.

"Listen to me, leave Port Royal, don't stay here and buy yourself a home in London" James grabbed your arm and tried to get you out of the fort.

"I don't deny, my actions were not redeemable, but, I wish for the safety of you and Elizabeth" he spoke.

You were shaking, it seemed the wind had picked up that day.

"Oh blazes your freezing up" he took off his formal coat and wrapped it around you.

"Listen, there's merchants ship near the port, dock it as soon as your there and sail far away from here" he spoke with a final farewell.

"Don't bid me those words as your final farewell and come, come with me" you pleaded.

"I'm afraid I can't, you'll be safe, now, go" he ordered as you started to pick up the pace.

James watched as you left, the further you went the more he started to feel guilty. He betrayed the two most former people he cared for.

Cutler Beckett

You were outside of Beckett's manor, you stood at the front balcony shivering. Your full-length gown coated in a pattern with full skirtings was lightly breezing in the wind. Your hair was up in a pouffe with a coiled curl just touching your shoulder./ your noble robe with a full-length coating lightly breezed in the wind. Your hair was in a wig or draped down in coils touching the back of your shoulder blade./ you wore a lengthy coat with frills coming out the end, your hair was in a style you wanted at the time.

Beckett had his black bicorne hat placed on the nightstand and his Caine leaned against the fine smooth wall. Cutler's noble, full black coat was draped over the fine, crafted mahogany chair.

He laid down in the fit-sheeted silk, blankets.

"If you're still planning to freeze to death, I suggest you come to bed with your betrothed" Beckett calmly spoke.

"No, it's all well, I am merely admiring the view" you replied.

"Admiring the cold air my dear is fairly foolish" Beckett sarcastically spoke.

"Admiring your obsession to bestow Sparrow at the gallows is fairly foolish my husband" you replied to his insult.

Lord Beckett drank his tea in silence, his wig was placed delicately at the side of the bed side table.

"Touche, yet, your reasonings are still meaningless if you're still standing out in the cold" Beckett calmly placed the teacup to his lips. "Therefore proving my point".

You turn around to your calm, cold husband; sitting on the edge of the bed drinking tea.

"Have you ever shown mercy Cutler" you asked.

"Once upon a time ago" he calmly smiled.

You could feel his beady, cold eyes staring directly at you. He was teasing you, mocking you to prove his point.

Davy Jones

You were human, you weren't able to travel on the flying Dutchman due to his curse.

Davy would surface every couple of years and until then you waited.

One day when he did resurface, you got the chance to be on the Dutchman.

You were cold, on that day, it was windy.

You stood at the railing of the main deck, you were shivering with a wrapped, mouldy, barnacle blanket around you.

Bootstrap Bill would've offered more but the captain would've done worse if he interfered.

Davy was playing his organ when he heard a knock at the door.

"Haw dae ya ditsarb Mae-uh" he shouts.

Davy opened the door to see you, shivering cold as an icicle.

He growls "wha' be yar pleas-ah".

"Captain, would ye be kind and allow me ta seek quarter in your cabin" you asked, desperate for warmth.

Davy allowed you on this ship, after all, you were freed after he made a deal with Calypso.

Davy snorted through his one tentacle which popped and allowed you inside.

You went near the warmest spot you could find and sat there. You felt like an old lady/man/person, sitting for warmth.

The cabin was dripping wet, all the furniture was covered in barnacles and coral; chairs, the table and even the organ.

Davy trailed near the organ, he didn't want to explain the reason he plays a certain song.

You asked "you play captain, c-can I hear it".

Davy's tentacles twirled, he decided to play for you, as you were the only human he could stand.

He sat down "ah, ain't bah gahd".

He placed his tentacles down and started to play, he used his hand for some notes as well.

It was soulful to your ears, it wasn't like anything you've seen on land.

You walk up behind him and place your hands around his chest, hugging him from behind as he played.

Tia Dalmer

One night, in the swamps of the jungle. You and Tia hid away in a small shack.

The shack was covered in moss, insects and illuminating lights that were only dim enough to see the small shelter.

Tia was mending away at her ingredients while you stood with a cotton blanket over your shoulder.

You shivered with a cold breeze touching your arms and face.

Tia spoke without looking up "I know when your freezing child, come, it's warmer inside".

"No, I'm fine, believe me I've been through worse" you reassured her.

Tia got up from her seat; a wooden stool, and walked behind you.

She placed her arms around your chest, persuading you to come inside.

"Dear girl/boy/y/n, I am no fool, your body shakes with coldness and I feel no warmth" Tia lightly ushered you inside.

You lightly back away into the warmth with Tia.

Angelica tech

Angelica had rescued you from her father's cruelty. You were a concubine/ex-sailor/a merperson who was under the protection of the captain.

Angelica unfortunately couldn't save you from being forced along on the adventure.

You were dripping wet from white cap bay. The mermaids had pulled you in thinking you were a sailor lured by their songs.

Angelica saw how cold you were and immediately offered you her coat.

"I promise you, I won't let you drown in the salobre profundo" she firmly spoke. (Translation: briny deep).

Angelica helped you up to get you near a fire.

Jack watched Angelica as she helped her profounded new lover.

"Went well I assume" he smiled.

"NOT, now Jack" Angelica snapped.

"Angelica who's that" you questioned.

"A bastardo from my past," Angelica said no more than that.

In reality, Jack left Angelica at the altar when she took her vows. He stole her innocence, corrupted her and Angelica went her own way. Though there's no denying, Jack had stirring feelings for her.

Angelica sat by the fire where the other crew decided to see if any mermaids were alive.

"Jack corrupted me--I was in love for the first time, i was naieve to believe Jack and I were in love" Angelica explained, sitting next to you.

"But you found me, Angelica I won't corrupt you" you promised.

Angelica smiled "unfortunately, your too late".

"Then, I'll stay with you, I'll take my vows upon the sweet Anne's revenge and be loyal" you protested.

Angelica was astounded you were so determined to be devoted to her. "Aye then, if thats what you promised".

Edward tech

You were a concubine/ex-sailor/merperson captured on board the sweet Anne's revenge.

Angelica had brought you to her father as a prize and wondered what to do with you.

He ordered you to be keelhauled or skinned as you walked the plank.

However, you've proven yourself worthy in his favour.

As you travelled through the jungle, you approached a cliff.

Jack was ordered to jump down however, you felt cold as you got to the top.

"Cold, are you my dear" the captain noticed.

"Best not be letting a wench/sailor/merperson freeze to death then" he tormented.

"Jack, you'll go first" he commanded.

"Hang on, father, the woman/man/y/n should go first, we need Jack" Angelica protested.

"Angelica, our dear y/n is freezing and it seems Jack has volunteered" he grabbed out his sword and ordered Jack to Jump.

Angelica took off her Jacket and went "fine, I'll go".

Before Jack ran and Jumped over the cliff screaming.

"He survived" the captain moved on, he didn't have time to wait around for Jack.

"Did you see that, because I won't be doing that again" he swam to the shore.

You were shocked, you weren't ordered to die, perhaps you were chosen to live. A reason unknown.

Joshamee Gibbs

You were cold, Jack hadn't thought of the windy breeze which brought the pearl faster than its usual speed.

Joshamee Gibbs was shaking cold, he thought about starting a fire inside.

Gibbs was standing by the railing, on the main deck.

He noticed you shivering with a fever.

"Lass/lad/y/n, Aye ye best warm up, we be headin inta' unsturdy waters" Gibbs pointed out.

Master Gibbs handed you a blanket, taken from the birth below.

It wasn't a silken, cotton sheet but instead was a light-threaded wool blanket, stolen from a merch ship.

You took the blanket as Master Gibbs started to tell a story.

"Aye, did I ever tell yer about a story between me and sparrah, headin inta tha most deadliest waters" he smiled.

"It be colder than this, men's lives were almost but, we ended up near tha end of the world" he explained.

He was referring to the tale of when he had to get Jack Sparrow from the dead and they sailed through the artic.

You listened full of interest and sat with Master Gibbs, drinking rum.

Phillip Swift

Phillip was forced to be brought along with Jack Sparrow and Syerna.

He was walking with the crew until he noticed you shivering.

Phillip immediately places his coat over your shoulders without any second thought.

One of the crew mates glared at Phillip as he stared worryingly back.

"Just a bit more further" he whispered. "I promise we'll be there soon".

He picked you up and started to carry you to pick up the pace so you weren't greeted with a whip from the cat-o-ninetails.

"I promise, under gods watchful eye, thee shall not harm you" he smiled.

Syrena

Syrena wasn't warm blooded like most humans, her body was adapted to handle cold waters.

Syrena wasn't aware of human temperature until she came turned into one.

She was dragged along with the crew, you were a prisoner, forced to come and find the fountain.

You were shivering for the most part, Syrena took notice.

She placed her hands to yours and said "you shake, your skin is cold".

Syrena, albeit not exactly greatly, wrapped her coat; from which Phillip gave to her. Placing it around your body.

"Your skin should heat up soon" Syrena smiled.

"Keep moving" a crewmate shoved the two of you to keep walking.

You looked up and defended Syrena "It's not her fault".

Syrena looked up to you as if you were her savouir.

Ragetti and Pintel

Ragetti and Pintel were busy looking through all their loot that the crew had just pillaged.

"You's knows, I wonder how's its feels ta be like them fancy people's" Ragetti asked as he picked up diamonds and doubloons.

"Them fancy peacock's ain't know wha's missin" Pintel smiled at all the gold, doubloons and silver.

They both heard someone coming closer, they both peak toward the darkness.

"Avast you's bilgin lubber, we's saw's it first n' therefore it's mine" Pintel growled.

Ragetti kept his gaze focused on the other side.

A person emerged from the darkness which only turned out to just be y/n.

"Wha's you want, bugger off, we's found it first" Pintel warned.

You were shivering cold, your teeth chattered more then anything.

"I-i think she's/he's/they's cold, perhaps runnin' a fever" Ragetti pointed out.

"Well's we ain't gonna give em, any o' our treasure" Pintel greedily said.

Ragetti approached the young member "oi's, you right? Do ye's need ta warm up".

"We's ave a bunch o' stolen coats from them fancy men tha' could elp ya" Ragetti pointed.

You shook your head, as Ragetti grabbed a coating that its sleeves were big with frills hanging out the end.

You took it and wrapped it around yourself.

"You's best not get any ideas" Pintel replied.

You sat down as the two men stared with little to no words.

They wanted the gold but had the feeling you weren't interested in it.

Ragetti perked up "Aye, reminds me of tha time we's were freezin' cold in tha artic briny deep".

"Aye, is that so" you smiled.

"Yea's, I swears I could ear es' teeth chatterin', we weres tha cold" Ragetti smiled.

"Your's chattering were louder than mine!" Pintel argued back.

You smiled at the two attempting to warm you up.

Bootstrap Bill

You were keeping an eye up above the crows nest, you had resurfaced for the first time in years.

Bootstrap was swabbing the deck until he looked up to see you freezing.

He couldn't speak in front of the crew, he had to be smart and keep his thoughts to himself.

He kept to task, feeling bad for your freezing temperature.

When you came down from the crow's nest, Davy had entered into his captains quarters.

Bootstrap Bill quietly and swiftly came to your side "here, take it, you'll need it to survive".

He gave you his wet coat, you took it and wrapped it around yourself before Bill scurried off with his work.

He had to be careful, he didn't want Davy Jones finding out and punishing him with the cat-o-nines whip.

"Careful, kid, keep your wits about you and you'll live" Bill spoke before swabbing the deck again.

Redd the pirate

Redd was wandering the town of Tortuga, a rum bottle in her hand with her red gown flowing in the wind.

Aye, redd was an astonishing pirate, a lass with strong bones and attitude. Many lads when they see her shout "we want the red head".

Her story was a sad tale, one that involved being sold off.

She was a part of Barbossa's old crew from the wicked wench.

She learnt how to fend for herself and shoot when necessary.

One day, redd came across a lonely lass/lad/person who shivered with chills to the bone.

"Aye, freezin temp ain't it" Redd smirked at the newcomer.

"I'd welcome yer ta Tortuga but this don't seem like tha place fer a person like yourself" she winked.

Redd offered you a coat she took from a local "ere', lad gave it ta me as a well--"kind" offer" to put it bluntly, a sailor who mistook her for a wench.

You accepted the warm coat and wrapped it around yourself.

"Aye, be careful out thar, not many sailors be as kind as me" she smiled.

With that, Redd walked off and bid you farewell.

Anamaria

Anamaria was furious, furious at Jack for stealing her ship.

The jolly mon, Jack had taken it and sunk it.

She couldn't forgive him after that.

Anamria noticed how cold you were while she was up at the helm.

Anamria wanted to help instead, she took off her coat and gave it to you.

"Here this'll keep you warm until we reach the island of isla de Meruta" she offered you her brown coat.

You took the coat and wrapped it around you.

You smiled to yourself "thank you".

"It wasn't much, you need to warm up when out at sea, otherwise frost bite gets the best of ya" she walked back to the helm.

You embrace her jacket with a smile and a grateful feeling.

Armando Salazar:

Armando was manning the helm when he saw you.

You were freezing; feeling proud and polite, he approached you with a genuine feeling.

"You look frozen, hm, I could offer you my coat but, that wouldn't do much heh" he smiled.

"Here, this coat is my pride, my possession" he tried to make small talk.

You took it, you couldn't help but think how kind Captain Salazar was being despite his horrible past.

"Once we are free, once I capture Jack Sparrow, I'll set you free" it was unknown if he was lying or telling the truth.

Armando was unpredictable, he lost his mind after he died along with his crew.

You were trapped on his ship for eternity after joining it.

You hoped once Armando was human, he would take you to see the world.

A place that was far from the curses of the sea.

Arabella smith:

Arabella was amongst the crew of Jack Sparrow.

She, Bill and Jack were all in a crew the barnacles.

Arabella had finished speaking with bootstrap Bill, she approached you with the feeling you were freezing.

"These waters ain't kind toward the likes of us" she sat with you.

"Aye, I know but, hopefully, Jack knows what he's doing" you smile.

"He's a witty lad, I can say he's ta be trusted fer now" she had a hope of confidence in her tone.

You and arabella sat around the fire, she began dating Billy Turner as to which Arabella's mother didn't approve.

She was a tough lass, commanding her ship at times and even being on par with Jack Sparrow.

You joined the crew after you heard of Jack's idea, you were the navigator for the barnacle crew.

You kept an eye out for Arabella ever since she found you in Tortuga when she was a waitress at the faithful bride.

Murtogg and mulroy

You were a noble seeking through the docks of Port Royal when you noticed how cold it was.

The guards stood their ground, they bidded you a greeting.

"Evenin' madam/sir/y/n, fine morning ain't it" mulroy greeted.

"As always a fine morning" murtogg agreed.

"Tha's wha I just said" Mulroy argued.

"I know, I was only complementing it" Murtogg replied.

"It's rather cold, don't you think" you noticed the cool breeze.

"Aye, but nothing better than taking a stroll in Port Royal in a fine morning" mulroy replied.

"Right...I'll be on my way as you were gents" you politely smiled.

"Ang' on', ain't-cha feelin' cold" murtogg noticed.

"No, I'm fine really" you didn't want to get in trouble for disturbing the guards.

"Here love, a complimentary gift from us, serving and protecting the fine town" Mulroy gave out a coat; it was from the royal navy.

"Thank you" you replied.

"No problem's, if you sees anyfin' suspicious, give us a yell" murtogg nodded.

You went off with a navy man's coat, little did they know, you were disguised to help captain Jack Sparrow.

Lieutenant Theodore Groves

Groves was busy preparing for his voyage out on the royal navy with commodore Norrington.

However, just as he was about to dock the ship.

He spotted you, shivering, he observed for a moment before approaching you.

"Sir/madam/excuse me, do you need some help" the navy man asked.

"I'm feeling rather cold" you replied.

"Indeed, here, take this, it may help you along your travels" he offered his coat.

"I thank you--" you replied.

"No problem, as we must serve and protect the town of his majesty" Groves looked proud.

You took the coat and smiled before bidding the fine looking man farewell.

"I bid you fare travels sir groves" you smiled.

"Lieutenant, mam/sir/y/n" he corrected.

Anyways that's all I have for now:

Ta Ta ✨️

[imaginepirates]

I love your take on potc characters and your headcanons for them. It’s just amazing. If it’s not a bother, I was wondering how do you think those characters would be as a parent? I mean we haven’t seen much parenting even for those that had kids in canon.

Ok so I actually have a few posts about this for James (hc)(hc)(hc) and Barbossa (fic) but! I can always expand. I also have one for Beckett (hc) since I'm obsessed with the idea.

Jack – Oh god. This is such an interesting question, because I firmly believe that Jack is actively against having children. He really and truly cannot fathom the idea of having kids of his own and being torn between caring for them on land where they can lead good lives and being at sea where he himself is happy. It’s a moral conflict he just can’t bring himself to face. His idea of what a child’s life should be like is shaped by his relationship with Teague and the ways in which he recognizes his own childhood lacked structure and support. He knows he can’t be the parent he needed when he was younger, and is thus against having children at all. If he were to have kids of his own, he would have to make the painstaking decision to leave them on land. A pirate ship is no place to raise a child; it’s dangerous and unpredictable. In his eyes, the best place for a kid to grow up is in a place of more stability, where they might have a better chance at finding a legitimate profession and keep themselves out of the trouble Jack has lived in his whole life. Rather than having biological kids, I can more see him acting as a sort of father-figure to a lot of young boys who end up working on the Pearl, teaching them the ropes and watching as they grow in their abilities and confidence.

Elizabeth – Elizabeth would be an interesting parent to have, for sure. I think her relationship with motherhood would be something very complex. For one, she has nothing to go off of, having had no mother of her own for most of her life. With her father gone, she can’t ask his advice, either. She’s such a fiercely independent and active person, too, that mothering may feel like an obstacle for her sometimes. That being said, I think she loves her children dearly and wants to do her absolute best for them. She teaches them all she knows—from proper behavior at formal functions to sword-fighting multiple enemies at once. She’s going to have the most well-rounded kids of all time, tbh. I’ve always kept this image in my mind of her showing up to a meeting of the Brethren Court with a kid just strapped to her front in a sling across her chest, and nobody says a damn thing. This also works as a method of volume control because nobody dares raise their voice and make the baby cry. I have an intrinsic need to see this happen, actually. I love the idea of her kids having pirate baby-sitters half the time when she needs to do something dangerous; Pintel and Ragetti act as honorary uncles, Barbossa as a granddad. Jack is the wine aunt. In all, her kids probably lead a kind of busy, chaotic life with people coming and going throughout their childhoods, but they have ties to an abundance of people who simply adore them. 

James – The most devoted, doting father ever. James is terrified to mess things up as a parent, and is always worrying that he won’t be any good at it. He adores his children and has unparalleled dedication to them. He wants them to have a good scholarly education, something he never had, but if they choose the military over school, he’ll personally oversee as much of their training as he can. He’s a deeply caring father, too. Though not good at expressing his own feelings, he’ll do anything for his children when they need him. He wants them to feel safe when coming to him, something he could never do with his own father. He makes sure to spend quality time with his kids doing things that aren’t school or work, instead playing games or taking them out riding or reading to them. When the kids are young, he’ll take naps with them on his chest, holding them close. He recognizes that he may have to be absent for long periods of time due to the nature of his job, and it tears at him. His greatest fear is going to sea for months while his children are still relatively little and coming home to find that they don’t remember him. Thus, he works hard to be as present as possible while he’s home, wanting desperately to make a positive impact on their lives. 

Will – Honestly, I feel like Will would make the most sane parent. After resolving things with his own father, he’s one of the people with the fewest daddy issues, and actually has a dad to ask questions of when he needs advice. Will feels like a very relaxed parent, not putting a lot of pressure on his kids. He was poor for most of his life, and though he wants better for his children than he had for himself, he also knows that happiness can be found working simple jobs. He’s very open to his children’s wishes and interests, and he’ll support them in pretty much damn anything. He definitely advises not becoming a pirate, though. Assuming the curse has lifted for him by the time he has children, he spends a lot of time with them. If it hasn’t, then he exploits loopholes and just has his kids come aboard the Dutchman as often as possible. He wants to be a presence in the lives of his children, and takes active steps to ensure it. I think he’s a little in awe as he watches them grow up, so impressed by all the things they accomplish, doing things he’d never even dreamed of when he was their age. He’s their number one hype man, too. 

Beckett – I have…feelings about Beckett as a father. He’s not a particularly present one, given that he has zero knowledge on how to take care of kids. There’s a nanny, no question. He doesn’t really know how to properly bond with his children, but does ensure that they get the best education possible and that they have access to a wealth of resources. Especially as the children start to get older and enter society properly, he has a good time with them making snarky commentary about the social scene. Sass is the name of the game. Speaking of games, I do see him as the type to enjoy chess, and he feels a wave of pride whenever his kids beat him. He’s overprotective and possessive—he refuses to let his children suffer in fear as he did when he was their age. He has Mercer with them as a bodyguard whenever they leave the house. If anything happens to his kids, Beckett is not above having the person responsible killed. I think he has a certain terror of being alone, and though he’s not the best at socializing with his children, he never truly wants them to leave.  

Barbossa – Hector is another doting father. He’s led a rough life, and though he doesn’t want that for his children, he’s not above taking them to sea when they grow old enough to sail. Before that, though, he leaves them on land with someone else, coming to visit every so often bearing gifts from all the places he’s been in the meantime. He can afford some degree of comfort for his children, too, and he certainly doesn’t spare that expense—if he can’t be there for his children, they’ll want for nothing else, dammit. Barbossa can’t give up his pirating ways to raise his kids on land himself, which is unfortunate, but the truth. If they do choose to go to sea, he takes them on as cabin-boys (or girls, he doesn’t give a fuck), and lets them learn and progress just like everyone else. I think he’d be happy to have them around, though a little concerned for their welfare. He knows better than anyone how dangerous a life at sea can be. Still, he isn’t too worried; he’s a realist if nothing else, and knows that there are chances for both good and bad. He puts effort into teaching his children and making sure they’re safe and cared for, but he’s a bit more hands-off than some of the others so his kids don’t feel like they’re suffocating. He lets them learn things for themselves, but makes sure they know they always have a (sort of) stable place to return to should they need it. 

(also, if there’s anyone else you’d like to see for this, I think I could probably expand on the list)

[wr1t3w1tm3]

I think I know why Jack shooting Barbossa worked.

TLDR: moonlight resets the flesh facade. When it isn't reset prior to becoming mortal, Barbossa dies.

So even though they're affected by the curse during non-moonlight hours, they're only skeletal under the moonlight. And as observed, their flesh, whether more of a facade or truely, physically there, is susceptible to pain (ie with Pintel and Raghetti getting hot coals dropped on them during the Sack of Port Royal). The only sensations they don't feel are the pleasurable ones.

So we know Barbossa at the very least felt the shot. And if we take what Will and Elizabeth did too the three pirates they fought, we know that the flesh disappears in the moonlight and reappears once they are out of it. Hence why they were able to stick the skeletons together, stick a bomb in the ones ribcage, and have it blow them to smithereens.

The moon is the key here. Barbossa is shot, doesn't move, and Will puts the last two coins in the chest. Barbossa remains fleshy, he doesn't expose himself to moonlight. Hence, he became mortal with a gaping chest wound. The flesh finally became affected, as evidenced by him feeling the cool night air ("I'm... cold"). Meaning, blood flow is returning (as it appears that it wasnt present while cursed) and since Barbossa can't just step into the moonlight to reset his chest wound, he dies.

We see the same affect with Pintel. Pintel is shot by Barbossa to see if the curse is lifted with Elizabeths blood. He has a hole visible through his clothes, a theoretically he should die or at least be injured once the curs is broken. But there is no such evidence. Why? Because unlike Barbossa, Pintel was exposed to moonlight and became skeletal. And when he got his flashback, the wound was gone. From this wr can conclude the moonlight is what caused the wound to disappear, and had Barbossa stepped into it, he would've survived. But he didn't, so he died.

[kirikikolovesoldfandoms]

A Commondor who has lost twice to his past.

If you've ever been caught up in a character like James Norrington, you probably know the story of his childhood. At a young age, the boy's father took him on a ship with him to learn "hands-on". During one of the battles, James fell overboard and was rescued by a pirate. I could be wrong on some of the details, but the gist is that this story started Norrington's deep personal hatred of pirates. His father would have preferred the boy to die rather than be rescued by a pirate and it's what made him blame himself for the rest of his days.

Can you imagine the wound on Commondor's heart (complex if you will)? Now think back to the first episode when James, overcoming his shyness, tries to say the words that are important to him and Elizabeth…. falls into the sea. And who rescues her? Captain Jake Sparrow, "the meanest pirate" Norrington's ever heard of. I mean, do you realise what James is going through at this point? It's not just about Elizabeth's safety, it's about being rescued by a man that the Commondor hates. He was despised by his father, and now he can despise himself, because he didn't save his beloved from the same fate.

This post is about Norrington's heart being broken to pieces as a child and the episode with Miss Swann did it again. He may be a Commondore in the Royal Navy, but the girl was saved by a pirate and that's something his father hasn't forgiven him for and now he can't ask for himself.

[thatrandomlemononyourcounter1]

Headcannons for Elizabeth Swan?

Lola I literally love you sm

Elizabeth definitely has a secret cellar in her house that she hides all of her treasure that she's won from her enemies.

I REFUSE TO BELIEVE THAT ELIZABETH SWANN THE PIRATE KING STOPPED PIRATING, but according to the canon she did, HOWEVER, I like to believe that after her kid was old enough, she got right back to it.

She gets her own ship and names it The Scorned Maiden (after herself <33)

I feel like in her and Will's relationship, he's a househusband ;-;

My girl has an anti-green thumb (sorry) and anything she tries to grow dies.

She has sea treasures (sea-shells, kelp, random things) covering every surface of her house

I feel like she's really good with maps

I think it's canon that she tells her kid stories about the stars? but I'm not sure. Anyway, if it's not canon, IT IS NOW

Girl never gets sick, but when she does, it's bad...like everyone thinks she's dying till she just randomly pops out of bed one day and gets back to her routine.

I feel like she has a bunch of cats on her ship (sorry)

A sucker for metalwork (Her husband was a blacksmith bro.)

Her ship has like really pretty gold detailing

She never wears dresses

Like ever

Anyways I think that's it. I hope you like it!! <33

[piratesandstuff]

New favorite HC—Elizabeth would write letters for Will after AWE, and store them in a chest so that when he returned after ten years, the two of them could sit together and read them, to catch him up on what he missed.

She would especially write about Henry’s milestones, like his first words, first steps, first haircut, things like that.

[quillofspirit]

A conversation with @esta-elavaris about one of her flufftobers (this one, it is definetly worth a few reads) got me thinking about the types of hot chocolate various POTC characters would appreciate sipping on. Please enjoy my ramblings, and send me your thoughts!

Elizabeth Swann; Hot chocolate with cream. Simple, elegant, and oh so comforting after a long day out in the rain. I doubt she'd get many opportunities to celebrate the warmth a hot chocolate offers when coming back from the cold, but she'd appreciate it all the same. Might even have a go at freezing it if she could, so she might enjoy it in the sweltering heat.

Will Turner; Hot chocolate, with sugar and whipped cream, the whole shebang. Technically, he might even be able to add marshmallows, but the plant used to craft it at the time, the mallow plant Athaea officinalis, was not easy to find.

Jack Sparrow; Rhum, a lot of it, with a dash of hot chocolate. He doesn't really want to drink it but he's never said no to being given something. Unless he has reasons to believe the person giving it to him does it so Jack owes them. In all fairness they often try.

Beckett; Hot chocolate with a hint of salted caramel. He is a refined man, and appreciates delicacies.

Governor Swann; Standard hot chocolate. Doesn't usually drink it, but will on special occasions, mostly because Elizabeth loves to share, and he takes the opportunity to spend time with her.

Barbossa; Hot chocolate with cinnamon and cayenne pepper. Since the whole undead thing, he's had his eyes set on tasting everything. Why not enjoy both sweet and spicy at the same time?

Gibbs; Hot chocolate with rhum. Not quite as heavy handed as Jack, but still pretty strong.

Davy Jones; Mocha hot chocolate. Before he was all tentaculy, he might have enjoyed a mocha hot chocolate, the perfect combination of strong with a touch of sweetness.

What do you think James Norrington would enjoy? I was thinking lavender hot chocolate, for just a hint of floral, but I am not settled.

[beautyisinkonpaper]

POTC post: elizabeth

thinking more about demi-goddess of death elizabeth + headcanons

she's been in peril (frequently) and she never seems to die.

10 years after AWE, elizabeth should be like 35ish, but she appears perpetually 25

people start to get curious/concerned. rumors start up that the Pirate King made a deal with Calypso to stay young forever.

In fact; the rumors aren't that far off, Elizabeth and Calypso frequently spent time together away from men's prying eyes.

Eventually her son grows old enough to take her place as King. Given that he grew up in shipwreck cove, and learned the ins and outs of strategy, trade, and pirating by the time he was 15, he was elected in the 5th ever Bretheren Court. Directly following this, Elizabeth seemingly disappeared.

She sought out Jack, immortal after his return from the locker, and spent the next few years with him in the time between Will's 10 year anniversaries.

As the years go by, she's gotten more in tune with her divine self, and is able to sense death's aura. She can feel the way it clings to starving people, the way it reeks from the oppressed and high risk living folks.

Occasionally she goes onto land and immersed herself in some terror or peril with a high mortality rate, fighting her best to save people and ensure freedom.

She never misses one of Will's land days, though. Not once, even when she got so distracted by the Stonewall Riots that she had to commandeer a seaplane to make it back to the meeting place in time. She is still a pirate, after all.

She likes spending time with Jack because death's aura leaves him alone. Laying with Jack is like a breath of fresh air after many days inside.

[demonmoonsupreme]

Since I’m obviously lost down the rabbit hole that is potc ( :/ ) I might as well just document my recent Elizabeth Swann headcanon:

Elizabeth is aromantic. She’s Pirate King, she captains her own ship, she desires fiercely, and does not hesitate to make a conquest. She’s married to William Turner, captain of the Flying Dutchman and transporter of souls lost at sea to the underworld. (‘But you said she’s aro?’ I can hear some of you ask.) She is. She desired Will, and he’s in love with her to boot; an easy conquest that sated one of her many desires. But she can only be with William one day every 10 years. To Be Clear: she’s non-monogamous by choice, not necessity. She wants Jack Sparrow. For their kindred spirits, for their overwrought sensuality, for their love of freedom, desire to push limits, and for each of their own brazen individualities. Sometimes, they are working in tandem — only when it’s to one of their benefits, to be sure — and when they’re together it’s electric. Being desired, being chosen, being put above all else turns Elizabeth on. And James Norrington does just that. {he didn’t die bcs i said so} They saved each other one fateful night on the Flying Dutchman before William’s reign as captain, and the rest is sort of history. Under the battle hardened façade of a former soldier, he’s attentive, loyal, and his pragmatism is grounding for Elizabeth when she needs it after a particularly onerous journey at sea. They are not married on paper, but James is Elizabeth’s househusband. She implicitly trusts him as Henry Turner’s guardian when she is not ashore. And when Lavinia Norrington comes along, James manages both of Elizabeth’s children as reverently as he cares for the Pirate King.

Elizabeth loves William Turner. Elizabeth loves Jack Sparrow. Elizabeth loves James Norrington. But— she is in love with none of these men. She does not desire to be in love anymore than she feels it. She follows her desires whether they be for companionship, carnal satisfaction, naval escapades, or comfort as she sees fit.

Or maybe I’m just projecting.

[witchthewriter]

𝐉𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐍𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐭𝐨𝐧 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞

⤷ gender neutral, ambiguous race, and any size reader. Requests are open, thank you for reading!

Warnings: knife flirting, a bit nsfw but not much

ᴹᵃˢᵗᵉʳˡᶤˢᵗ | ᴹᵃˢᵗᵉʳˡᶤˢᵗ ᴵᴵ

ISTJ

Gryffindor

Lawful Good

Capricorn Sun, Cancer Moon, Libra Rising

𝑺𝑭𝑾🌿

・You were enemies, you were supposed to be enemies.

・But fate (always) has other plans.

・Your first interaction wasn't the normal law vs outlaw situation

・It was like James couldn't breathe; your eyes, there was something so ... invigorating about them. They drew him in. Words became difficult.

・But when you pulled a weapon, he snapped back into his normal self.

・With his sword pressed against your neck, your smirked and in a flash, twirled and slipped out a hidden dagger. With the sharp knife pressed against his throat, you both subconciously agreed never to hurt one another. Even if you were sworn enemies.

"What's your name?" James said sternly. The height difference made it harder to keep your dagger pressed to his skin.

"Oh, wig, wouldn't you like to know?" And then you lightly bit his ear and disappeared.

・A shiver went down his spine.

・And he hoped no one saw the interaction, because now he was smiling.

・When you were apart, time felt like it was going by too quickly. James was yearning for you, his heart thudding whenever he thought about you.

・After running into each other three separate times, being away from you was too much to bear.

・When you were together, time stopped.

・Eyes looking into eyes. Hands caressing the smallest part of bare skin. Both of you were breathless.

・But you had to keep this from your crew. From the rest of the pirate community.

・If they knew you were together with someone from the law, no one would trust you.

・Your nickname for him is 'wig,' since he always wears that awful powdered white wig. You've told him how terrible it is, but he sees it as another badge for his status.

・Being together means you become more open-minded. You see things from each other's point of views.

・You love the way he becomes so flustered when you whisper in his ear. He always thanks the good god in heaven that he's wearing sleeves because goosebumps erupt as well.

・When he whispered, "I love you," for the first time, you couldn't breathe. This wasn't supposed to go so far. But it did. It has.

・You sat up as thoughts flooded your head.

・Could you ever get married? Would either of you even want to quit your life for the other?

・You looked back at James, who was sprawled in the sheets. His ugly wig discarded, no uniform to be found.

・All you wanted to do was stay in his arms. But your crew could only stay drunk for so long. And you had to get back to them.

・One thing you did know, was that his love would last.

・But your life wasn't ready to change just yet; so you both got dressed, kissed each other goodbye and ... walked away.

・As he had slipped a piece of parchment in your clothes. It read, "forever."

𝑹𝒆𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑 𝑻𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒔

Literal Angel (James) x Smooth Devil (You)

Soft for exactly one person (You) x Is that one person (James)

"Do you love me or do you love chaos?" (You) x "Yes" (James)

𝑹𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒄 𝑷𝒍𝒐𝒕 𝑻𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒆

The true Enemies to Lovers

𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒎𝒆 𝑺𝒐𝒏𝒈(s)

Wands Into The Earth by James Newton Howard

First Kiss by Howard Shore

You Can't Catch Me Now by Olivia Rodrigo

[fenixburned]

working on elizabeth's page & thinking about languages made me come to the conclusion that she definitely makes it a point to learn as many of the languages spoken in the carribean as possible. at first that determination was born out of boredom in her youth, but she later sees how useful those skills are, especially once she becomes pirate king. so she keeps studying and it's also important to her that Henry learns those languages too.

She's fluent in english, french & spanish. she also knows some basic dutch & haitian creole.

[justafairytailofinnocence]

Potc headcanon🏴‍☠️ How they would cheer you up🏴‍☠️🫂

Jack sparrow🍺

If you were feeling down, Jack would walk drunkenly up to you.

He would ask "everything alright love".

You would shake your head, even if you didn't speak. Jack sat up on the Barrell and placed his arm around you.

"C'mon, you can tell ol'jackie what's the matter hm," he smiled, showing his golden teeth.

You spoke about your worries toward Jack, something that's been bothering you for quite sometime.

Jack places his hand around your shoulder while saying, "People can be awful mate, the world ain't full o' nice people, but if it was, you would be the gem they would need".

"The world needs more kindness like you savvy," Jack softly spoke.

Even if Jack may be drunk and chaotic, he was entirely wise with words.

When Jack's down, you would hug him and offer him rum.

You would boast in his ego of adventures and talk to him about sweet nothing's.

Hector Barbossa🍏

You were sitting by yourself when the captain noticed you weren't at your station.

At first, he ordered you to get back to your station however when he saw your tear stains he held his tounge.

Barbossa softly asked, "You right' missy/lad/y/n, what's yer reason fer hangin' tha' jib (pirate term to frown)."

You looked up to Barbossa as if he were your figure of guidance.

You explain your worries and woes to the captain.

"Hm, ye ain't meaningless, ye be sometin' more then most, ye be valuable as treasure" barbossa grinned and winked.

"I know men n' sailors tha' give up too easily, but ye, nay, ye ain't ave' naught any sign o' bein' lily-livered (pirate term for coward) ye be strong, strong enough ta' live through tha' toughest o' moments" barbossa smiled as he showed off his crooked teeth.

With a final comment barbossa joked "least ye ain't three sheets ta' the wind (pirate term for very drunk) like sparrah".

You hug Barbossa, at first he was confused but then he slowly placed his crooked bony hand on your head.

Will turner🌊

Will noticed how you weren't as enthusiastic, since you weren't with elizabeth.

You were staying back on board while Will looks for you. He finds you below the sleeping quarters of the sailors on the pearl.

Will asks gently "you alright y/n, you seem upset".

You spoke to him about your situation, your anxious thoughts and feelings.

Will immediately hug's you and kiss's your forehead. "You mean everything to me, y/n, you're special, and I couldn't ask for anyone better."

"I'm always here for you. you're the reason I'm fighting for you" Will spoke with a passion, your the certain of his universe.

You grip onto Will as if he were a savour toward your needs.

You loved how Will is devoted to you. He wouldn't leave your side until you wished him too.

Henry turner🗺

Henry was looking out over the horizon trying to look up at the stars as carina guided him.

He noticed you were sitting down on the main deck. He trailed down the stairs until he saw your tears.

Henry asked "Hey, you alright, d-do you need anything".

You explained to henry your whole dire feelings and anxious thoughts.

Henry placed an arm on your shoulder "you're a great person. You know what's right and you follow your heart".

"Once we find my father, I'll take you across the seas and set sail like he did" henry smiled, he leaned into a hug; whether it was instinct It didn't matter.

You hugged him back; Henry was the sweetest boy you've ever met.

James Norrington⚔

James was busy scouting the area to capture Jack Sparrow when he noticed you were dreary.

He excused himself from his men and went up to you in a polite manner.

You had tear stains which you tried to wipe away with a hanker chief.

James tried to understand your emotions. "Lady/sir/y/n, may I ask, what is the matter?" he sat down with you.

You explained your grief and feelings toward the situation.

James grew sympathetic. He grabbed your hand in a devoted manner.

"Listen to me y/n, your everything I could've asked for, not many ladies/gents/people capture me like you, I promise to be a devoted man once we settle" he whispered.

"You're a fine woman/gent/person." james smiled, those words reflecting toward what he told someone once.

You hug James. At first, he is hesitant, but later, he leans into you.

He wraps his arms around you like you mean the world to him.

Elizabeth Swann 🏴‍☠️

Elizabeth was manning the helm (pirate term for wheel) while also muttering curses under her breath about Jack.

You were in the corner sniffling, Elizabeth observed the main deck until she recently discovered your crying.

Elizabeth asked jack to take over which he happily obliged.

"Y/n, your crying, are you alright" she asked.

You muttered your feelings and thoughts.

Elizabeth pulled you in, her soft voice soothed you "your perfect. you're the reason I'm strong and I couldn't ask for anyone else."

"You taught me so much, I wouldnt be free if it wasn't for you".

You hug in Elizabeth's grasp. You felt her comfort warm you. She kissed your forehead.

Davy jones🐙

Davy was busy playing the organ until he heard your distressing crying.

He scowls at who dares to disturb him and long behold it was you.

He didn't react. His tentacles curled and twisted as he asked curiously, "An' what bah' yar reasan' far' distur'ban' mah' peace" he snorted.

You explained your troubles and anxious thoughts.

Davy softened hobbling over toward your side. "Aye, I ain't bah' known ta' mankind's kindness, tha' world bah' a cruel place, bah' I would save ya' from tha' terror o' it".

"Yah' a kind soul lass/lad/y/n, me heart belongs ta you-ah" he softly muttered, it's as if for the first time he was showing his soft side.

You hug the tentacle bear of a sailor, he reacted to a stiffness at first but then he raised his hand toward your head.

You allow him to caress your head with his tentacle beard.

Davy snorted out a hefty laugh. "Ah bah, lookin' fer a new farst' mate, an openin' as appened" before he grabs his sword, planning to kill his current first mate for you.

Tia Dalmer🌊

Tia was busy trying out some new brewing of herbs when she heard a commotion.

You were sobbing when she crept up behind you.

"Calm yourself my y/n, what harmful thoughts plague your mind," she said in a soft tone.

You explained your worries, unhappy thoughts and anxious feelings.

"My y/n, you have no reason to fill your mind with thoughts of terror" she kneeled down.

"You are my life, a person of importance to fate, don't doubt your existence because you have a purpose, a purpose to be here."

Tia smiled with warmth. She placed her arms around you. It was like you had found your soul mate.

You hugged her as she elegantly placed her fingers around your cheek.

Cutler Beckett☕

Beckett was busy writing documents toward his business when he heard you crying. He rolled his eyes attending to your needs.

He politely, calmly smiled asking about your problems "might I ask the reason for your sorrows".

You explained the reason, your doubts and insecurity.

"Indeed, feelings are quite distracting, I never dwell on them, the reasons are quite...various" he coldly spoke.

He raised an eyebrow. "Though I suppose yours is valid, I suppose we sometimes loose touch with our side that shows how human we are."

"I beg the question why I keep you around, your a distraction that keeps digging into my pesky mind." He turns to you softly.

"But then I came to the conclusion, you keep me...content, calm when I need it." he turned and placed a hand on your shoulder, "so don't doubt yourself, your of value to me, " he smiled softly.

You hug Beckett in a full manner. He stepped back, though he placed his hands on your back. He was quite unfamiliar to hugs, but at least you brought back the softer side he once had.

Angelica tech👢

Angelica was busy speaking with her father when she heard you.

She whispered calmly, "Care to tell me why you're sobbing on my father's ship".

You explained your feelings and personal thoughts.

Angelica softened, she whispered so her father couldn't hear her "y/n, your the reason I fell in love, sparrow never showed me what it was like".

"I won't let my father touch you. You'll live as my first hand, as my lover" angelica kissed your lips softly.

You kissed her back passionately.

Phillip swift🧾

Phillip was forced to walk with you while everyone else was trying to find a mermaid.

You ponded and sniffled while the crew walked.

Phillip noticed your sadness and draped his coat over you.

"Y/n, you're a wonderful being, a gift from God given onto this planet. Please don't deny anything of doubt as you're perfect," he whispered to you.

He watched to make sure the crew wouldn't listen in toward your worries.

He placed a hand on yours. "I promise, I promise when we leave, I'll give you everything you want," he kisses your forehead.

He tried to help you keep up so you weren't tortured by the crew "they won't touch you, not under gods gaze up in the heavens".

You hugged Phillip as you both walked. However, a man called you out from being too slow.

Phillip, in response, stepped out in front and protected you by pleading, "It was me, I was chatting to her".

Phillip picked you up and started to pick up the pace.

Seryna🧜‍♀️

Seryna had noticed you crying on the shores of white cap bay.

You were alone and hurt, she curiously approached showing her golden tail shining in the moonlight.

"Hurt, you're hurt" she muttered in english.

"Let me help. You helped me by freeing me, I can take you to a far better place, " she held out her hands.

You look back as Blackbeard's crew were scouting for mermaids. You nodded in, hope to find somewhere happier then here.

However, Phillip stabbed the sword into serynas tail.

You push Phillip away even if he didn't mean to hurt the girl on purpose.

"I will go but not yet, you're beautiful, you're the only one who cared, please leave before your hurt, before they find you" you quickly tell seryna.

Seryna leaned up and kissed you fully on the lips before she dove back into the sea whispering "your a kind human."

Carina Smyth🌠

Carina was busy navigating the seas. She was using the Ruby to reveal the map; guiding her through the seas.

You were sniffling on the other deck. She put the Ruby away and headed over toward you.

Carina asked "your upset, are you alright, did jack or Henry hurt you".

You explained your hurtful woes to her.

Carina placed a hand over yours, and she explained "your not alone. Even if you feel you are, look toward the stars."

"I didn't know who my father was, but I know he was an astronomer, so I like to think the stars are a way of him watching over me, so just think the stars are watching over you, if you feel alone" she gently smiled.

You gently hug carina as she gently hugged you back.

Henry and jack were watching over the distance while you spent time with carina.

"I'll show you everything about the stars and science. Trust me, it's not witchery" she joked.

Armando Salazar☠

Salazar was busy scowling over about sparrow, he had been in the dark for so long he forgot what kindness was.

You were weeping in the bay of the main deck, salazar spotted you and wandered over.

He asked. "Mi amore, what brings you great sorrows."

You explained your worries and doubtful thoughts.

"Nah, you see, I let you live for a reason, your meaningful in ways that no living human can see" he spoke in a husk.

"You're mi amore, my love, someone who I can't vanquish easily," he smiled, holding his cold, dead hand to your cheek.

You smiled and held him close, you kissed him even if he was rather dry and cracked.

In response, he was passionately held you close.

Joshamee Gibbs🍻

Gibbs was drinking rum on a Barrell while he was on break. He saw you looking sad, he approached you with a worried look.

"You alright lass/lad/y/n, hangin' tha jib are ya" Gibbs smiled.

You explained all your worries and doubtful thoughts.

"Aye, it ain't a bright feelin', let me tell ya, when I be down, rum be a great solution, though only to sad sailors, how bout' this, I'll speak ta' Jack and ave' ya man tha helm o' tha pearl" Gibbs confendiately spoke.

"Life ain't fair at times, but ye be a winnin' gold mine ta be with'" Gibbs took a swig of rum.

"Aye, it be a pleasure ta' sail wit' yer" Gibbs placed a hand on your shoulder.

You hugged Gibbs as he stumbled yet hugged you back.

Ragetti and pintel 👁💢

Ragetti and pintel were busy debating when suddenly they heard you crying.

They inspected when they saw you, they asked.

"Wha's wit all tha' snifflin'" pintel asked, ragetti joined "yeah's, who's ya frownin' love" he smiled.

You explained your situation to these two and your worriedly thoughts.

Pintel whined, "wha tha's it--" he was elbowed by Ragatti "listen love, we's are sorry for your past, we can't fix it but least we can do is support ya".

Pintel, in response, grunted and looked toward you. "Aye, guess we's lookin' after you's now poppet" he tried to sound comforting.

"We's ain't ad' tha best in life but life gets better, don't it, so don't feel down on yourself, cause its not your fault" ragetti smiled placing a hand on your shoulder.

Ragettis smile wasn't the most greatest thing to look at, but at least he was supportive. "Ye's ain't tha' worst we ad" pintel admitted.

You hug the two, and they were caught off guard. They both awkwardly pat your shoulder.

"C'mon, cap'n wants us," Ragetti smiled while pintel scowled.

Anyways that's all I have for now:

Ta Ta ✨️

[imaginepirates]

I’ve been in a kinda depressed mood lately when this thought came into mind, what would the characters feel/do after finding out that they’re on a one-sided relationship? -🦑

Hey squid anon! I know you asked this forever ago, but I hope you're feeling better anyway.

Jack: Jack feels very conflicted over the situation. On the one hand, he’s crushed more than he’ll even admit to himself over how things have turned out. On the other hand, he knows that sometimes, people will do anything in their own self-interest, and if you thought you could get something out of the relationship without having feelings, he can’t entirely judge you. He does wonder whether his flirtatious, insincere nature is the cause of it all in the first place—he has a hard time expressing genuine emotions, so the idea that you just didn’t know he actually cared for you crosses his mind. So does the idea that you’re taking the relationship as seriously as he could appear to be, which is to say, not much. (This is operating under the assumption that he still hasn’t been particularly vulnerable with you yet, that your relationship has stemmed mostly from flirting and physical intimacy.)

Will: Will is understandably very sad. He just doesn’t get why you would choose to be with him without loving him; there’s nothing he can really give you in terms of social standing or even just money, so there’s no true reason for the two of you to be together other than affection. He’s the type of person to let think of it as being his own fault, as not being enough for you. He probably puts in extra effort to get you to like him more, but seeing that it doesn’t work, he would quietly resign himself to his fate, unable to force himself to stop loving you, either. 

Elizabeth: Lizzie doesn’t quite understand. She’s tried so hard to be everything you could want, and it stings to know you don’t see her in that light. It’s part vanity — she likes to think she could seduce anyone — but she’s genuinely hurt that you decided to enter a relationship without actually liking her. She probably gets angry at you to protect herself from that pain, giving you the cold shoulder and ignoring you, telling you it’s what you wanted anyway whenever you decide to confront her about it. She never lets you see her cry, though she certainly does. 

James: Firstly, he’s crushed. He would never have expected you to enter a relationship with him if you didn’t want to, and the knowledge you felt obligated to be with him breaks his heart. He deliberates over whether or not to tell you that he knows how little you feel for him, but eventually decides it’s for the best, offering you the easiest, most graceful ways out he can find. He also tries to make you feel like it’s not your fault, that you’ve done nothing wrong, even though he’s agonizing over your lack of love. He wonders if it’s his own fault, if he could do things better, but is simultaneously terrified of trying harder and failing despite it all. 

Beckett: Honestly, the implications of this one scare me. He expects it, of course. Who could love him? That idea has been drilled into his head from childhood. Yet, having only ever held feelings for you (let’s be real), he’s livid with himself for allowing this sort of weakness. It reaffirms his belief that love is false and brings nothing but despair, and he does his best to shut off his feelings. He never tells you how he feels, instead twisting your relationship to his benefit as much as he can. 

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