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New Country Bear Disney Songs, Pirates Lounge, Hatbox Ghost Coming to Magic Kingdom

During Destination D23, Disney Parks, Experiences and Products Chairman Josh D’Amaro shared exciting updates on what’s coming to Magic Kingdom Park, including new experiences at the Country Bear Jamboree and Haunted Mansion attractions – as well as something unique for Pirates of the Caribbean fans! Country Bear Jamboree will be getting new songs and the bears will be performing a new…

[hisui-dreamer]

to the happiest place on earth

Characters: Octavinelle (Azul, Jade, Floyd)

Synopsis: going on a date with them to Tokyo Disneyland!

Tags: fluff, Disneyland date hehe, reader's tolerance for attractions is based on my own, self indulgent, bot proofread

Word count: 1.4k+

Notes: because obviously i kept thinking about the fish mafia when i was in tokyo disney resort

did i write too much for jade? no

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Azul plans everything

weeks before even going he's doing so much research on every little aspect of the park

he's become an expert, because how else would he impress his angelfish?

asks you what rides you like and sets out the perfect plan for you to experience everything

basically you just need to tell him what you feel like doing next and he'll instantly suggest the best plan

fast pass? fast pass.

he's rich, he's definitely going to buy all the available passes only to improve your experience

time is far more valuable than money! the less time spent lining up for rides and azul having to come up with engaging conversations, the better

his headband of choice:

doesn't really understand why the mouse ears are so prominent in the park, but he wants to match with you and take nice couple pics hehehe

also apparently that's a sorcerer's hat?? perfect! he's a diligent student of magic and follower of the sea witch!

is reluctant to get on fast rides like space mountain and you can see how pale he looks afterwards

he doesn't complain at all tho, and he's very willing to try rides with you

he has great night vision (deep sea octopus), so he is less affected by rides like haunted mansion and pirates of the caribbean

speaking of the latter, he's incredibly grateful for the darkness of the room, because the way he blushed when you held on to him when the boat fell from a waterfall shook all three of his hearts

fascinated by stitch encounter and considers making a mascot for mostro lounge using the same tech

also definitely gets the best seats for the fireworks/parades so his angelfish won't have their vision blocked

overall great experience, the capitalist thrives in capitalism, and he gets to experience all the joy and wonder of the theme park

The sound of the waterfall only seemed to grow louder and louder, yet there was not a single one in sight. Unless...

"Angelfish," Azul whispered, trying not to disturb the other guests. "Hold on tight, I think the ride will drop off from a waterfall."

You barely had time to react to his words as you felt the pull of gravity on you. By instinct, you reached out to hold onto him for dear life, letting out a shriek of surprise as you crashed onto the water below.

Thankfully, the fall was over in seconds. Azul coughed and shakily whispered, "A-ahem, are you alright Angelfish?" he murmured, though with your ear right next to his chest, it seemed he wasn't really alright himself.

Jade doesn't really plan as much as azul, but he does come pretty prepared

briefly learns about what rides and restaurants there are and considers your taste all the while

you brought a cute but small bag that couldn't hold a lot of stuff? no worries! your boyfriend is used to hiking with minimal packing

he can help you carry all your essentials and not have it affect him at all!

his headband of choice:

ok so apparently moray eels eat flounder fish? so I believe this silly eel would find great pleasure in wearing this headband (even better if you're wearing the ariel headband to match)

he's definitely more into the thrilling rides, but he's very happy to sit along for whatever ride you'd like

he's really really good at the buzz lightyear astro blaster, but his favourite is definitely haunted mansion for the chilling atmosphere and the way you clung onto him while convincing yourself everything was fine

whispered things in your ear to calm you, but he definitely tried to spook you a few times bc of how cute you were

your man is a foodie ok, the way his eyes sparkle when he stares at some street food other guests are holding is telling

he's absolutely interested in all of the disneyland food though, so apple caramel churros from le fou's shop, popsicle sticks from food stands, baymax curry, etc.

wdym food's expensive? he's also rich from working with azul and his family background

also super attentive to you, oh you'll need to take off your headband for this ride? gently plucks it from your head and places it in his bag before you can even do it yourself

and oh dear, your hair is a bit messed up after space mountain, let me just brush your hair and smooth it out for you

gets ugly plushie keychains for azul and floyd as a joke saying "i think it quite resembles you, no?"

tall boi sees the parades really clearly and he lifts you up to eye level so you can enjoy the same view as him

and dw about the disappointment of other guests behind you because one eerie smile from your eel is enough for them to know your boyfriend is not to be messed with

overall a very food oriented visit, and plenty of moments where this teasing eel tries to make you flustered

"Oh, it seems we must take our headbands off for this ride as well," Jade mused as he observed the guests in front. In a quick, but gentle motion, he took off your headband and smoothed out your hair.

At your flustered expression, he merely chuckled as he reached up to take off his own, carefully placing both into his sturdy backpack.

"Come, my pearl," he said as he reached out a hand to you. "Should you be afraid any moment, feel free to hold onto me," he teased, his eyebrows furrowed as his eyes glinted in amusement.

Floyd is very much going with the flow and sees where you/ his energy wants to take him

did no research at all because his Shrimpy can be his tour guide hehe~

also brought minimal stuff, but he definitely takes a moment to show off his new shoes that he bought recently to go on the date

given his mood swings, it's not a great idea to line up for 30 mins plus, particularly if there's minimal air-conditioning

so definitely fast pass where available, water bottles and mini electric fans

also consider downloading some 2-player mini games on your phone to kill time

his headband of choice:

he finds the "rubber duckies so cute and squishy! just like Shrimpy!" and chip and dale in sunglasses just gives off a memeish chill vibe

you can't convince me this man doesn't consume stupid memes

once he's tried one thrilling ride, he basically demands to ride all of the thrilling ones

runs off to the next one and pulling your hand to catch up because he memorized the map smh

absolute menace when it comes to teacup rides

like you are not walking straight after that intense spinning all the better because he gets to hold you and support you

he will be a menace again and push you in front during the baymax cool down parade so you'll get wet

but you can't stay mad at him for too long when he's laughing so innocently

okay maybe slap him on the shoulder a bit

absolutely gets the electric fans with the water sprays, and attacks you with sprays of water

laughs at you whenever you get scared in haunted mansion, but also "don't worry" because he likes protecting his Shrimpy

funny selfies from weird angles or everything's just a blur

also it's very convenient to have a big scary eel glare at the other guests to convince them to line up another time :)

in conclusion this menace of an eel will without a doubt have a blast stringing you along to his shenanigans, and you find yourself laughing with him all the way

"Ahahaha! That was sooo fun~" Floyd exclaimed as he got out of the teacup. The world continued to spin though the ride had long come to an end. You felt Floyd reach out and help you out of the ride, and you leaned into his touch for help as if you were drunk.

"Hahaha, Shrimpy's all dizzy!" he giggled. "You wanna go again?" As soon as the words registered in your mind, you turned to look in his general direction to glare at him, but maybe your direction was off or you just didn't look intimidating enough, because he just laughed even harder.

"Okayy, okayy, let's do another ride," he said as he began leading you to the exit. "Your choice this time then, where d'ya wanna go Shrimpy?"

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[darkdemeter]

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Material is subject to change in post editing.

“SIREN, BE BOUND TO ME II”

Now posted here!

A/N: Help us, Captain Bucky! We fell overboard! While you lovelies wait for SBBTM II, enjoy this teaser.

(Dark) Pirate! Bucky Barnes x Siren! Female Reader

— READER DISCRETION —

— Pirate (dark). Bucky. — possessive/dom Bucky — pet names ("Siren") — SMUT 18+ Minors DNI! — P in V sex — there is no pull out game here, Buck is ALL. IN — mention of marks/hickeys — jealous/possessive reader — I think that's it?

Enjoy the excerpt!

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Your velvety walls tighten around the hardened length penetrating you, filling you, his cock encumbered by the vice of your cunt. The blinding flash covers your vision and heat spreads through every corner of your body, leaving nothing but a siren blinded in lustful bliss. He groans with each drag and push, muscles glistening in the soft glow of the rising sun. The flowing wave of his treasured seed finds purchase in your lower abdomen. 

  It’s not until he completely empties his hot load, does he finally slow his pace to a stop. Above you he pants heavily, each breath a reminder to you of the sea’s spray and sun-tainted breeze that tousles the darkened locks of his hair. 

  Your energy sapped from the unbridled temper of your beloved Captain, you find reprieve of the gentleness of his tongue tracing the numerous dark marks covering your skin - his marks. 

  “Know this…” His voice rumbles lowly, his flesh hand harbouring the necklace dangles it mere inches over your parted lips. “There is nothing for you to find in a dried pearl, Siren. I am all you need.” 

  Metal squeezes your jawline, pursuing your understanding. The pink tip of his tongue wets his lips and he arches a brow.

  “Yes…”

  You needn’t be jostled twice by the threat of his grasp, you whisper, voice barely audible, “…Captain.”

  “Atta girl.” 

Arriving at port in Nassau means safe haven for the crew of The Avenger, a chance to rekindle spirits with a few dozen barrels of liquor and a woman’s belly to keep any weathered sailor happy. In the Caribbean’s turning and heating morn, gulls scavenge for pickings of food, the white banks of sand converging with the blue tinged tide bathe the nudity of your feet with absorbed heat it brings an irate wince to cross your features. Over the vast stretch of beach and headed further inland, the jolly tune of harboured pirates emit from the wooden, creaky shacks, if not counting the ruckus of noisy patrons enjoying their paid company. 

  Never did your Captain have need for such sleaziness, such lazed women who lounge in wait for coins to fill the near-always empty drawstring bag tied to their thigh. He had you.   To hold you close to the scorching warmth of his battle hardened body, to passionately entangle your limbs in an endless thread of desire, and to bask in the radiance that is one another; the possession of a companion no other can have.

  And your own guard for your beloved Captain doesn’t go unnoticed, by either him or the hungering gazes of those women yet in wait, your arms encircling around the bulk of Bucky’s flesh arm, in your neck the muscles strain as your fangs become elongated in a threatening display, the disguise of your eyes falters into narrow strips of glaring obsidian. 

  These women are no strangers to the presence of sirens, in spite of the limited number of population, a siren’s prize is never to be taken from her. 

  “Easy, Lass,” Bucky coos, lips drawn on either side into a charming grin. “Ain’t none suiting my fancy but you.”

His assurances brighten refocused pupils and the lines around your mouth pull into a smirk. The now scornful gazes of ladies unworthy of his time burn into you, and you in turn purse the tip of your tongue between your lips in retaliation. Behind, you hear a few huff in their amusement. His assurances brighten refocused pupils and the lines around your mouth pull into a smirk. The now scornful gazes of ladies unworthy of his time burn into you, and you in turn purse the tip of your tongue between your lips in retaliation. Behind, you hear a few huff in their amusement.

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[companionjones]

His Past

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Fandoms: Marvel, MCU

Summary: You watch a movie with Bucky, but you can tell that he's holding something back from you.

Warnings: Allusions to Bucky's past and the pasts of all the Avengers, sad Bucky

As you walked into to one of the lounges of the compound, you found your boyfriend, Bucky. He was sitting on the couch, staring at his hands.

"What's up, Buck?" you greeted him.

A little started, Bucky looked up to see you. He gives you a little smile and answered, "Nothing."

You shrugged. "Alright, then. You wanna watch a movie?"

"Sure, if that's what you want to do."

"What do you want to watch?" You plopped down beside him.

His eyes flicked to the screen as you turned the TV on. "Doesn't matter to me."

"Pirates of the Caribbean?"

"Sounds good."

"Great."

About halfway through the movie, you glanced over at Bucky, who was staring intently at the screen. You slipped your hand into his.

In response, Bucky wrapped a protective arm around you. He caressed your hand with his thumb.

"I always like when you hold me like this," you admitted.

Bucky continued to rub your hand, but he didn't say anything in return.

That didn't bother you. It wasn't unlike Bucky to be the strong and silent type. You kissed his cheek, leaned on his shoulder, and felt Bucky relax under your touch. He tightened his hold on you.

'That was such a good movie," you commented once Pirates of the Caribbean was over. "I love the ending."

Bucky nodded in agreement. Just by looking at him, you could tell he really wanted to return your gaze, but he wasn't.

"Sweetie, you okay?" you asked, cocking your head to the side.

Bucky nodded, but he was visibly anxious about something.

"Baby, what's wrong?"

Finally, he turned to look at you. His expression was soft, but you could tell that he was holding back from voicing his fears.

In a sweet attempt to soothe him, you stroked his cheek and kissed him.

He closed his eyes, and leaned into the kiss.

"You doing okay, babe?"

Acting almost out of character, Bucky turned away from you and wrapped his arms around himself. "I...I'm scared."

Not letting his words bother you, you pet his back. "Of what?"

His voice was choked up when he spoke. "I...I don't want you to be hurt."

"Why would I be hurt?" your voice was just as caring as before.

Bucky sighed and turned back to you. He took your hands in his. "Because it always comes down to this."

"Comes down to what?" you wondered.

Bucky took a deep breath. "My past is gonna hurt you, babe."

You squeezed his hands in your own. "No, baby. Your past is never going to hurt me. I've done things, too. We all have," you referenced the rest of your team.

He just stared at you. You could tell he was trying to comprehend what you were saying.

"Come here." You started to pull Bucky down to lay next to you.

He follows your lead, and wraps you in his strong arms once again. He buried his head into your shoulder.

"Everything is going to be alright," you told him, truth hanging from every word.

Bucky remained silent, but he continued to hold you close to him. He didn't want to let you go, not just yet.

It was 20 minutes before Sam walked in on you guys, ruining the moment.

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[starrywooyo]

treasure: one

synopsis: when y/n gets whooshed into an alternate universe, an adventure: one with pirates and monsters and much, much more

pairing: ot8! pirate ateez x fem! reader

genre: pirate au!!

!!warnings(per chapter)!! - descriptions of death, blood, wounds, abuse and assault [bellow cut!]

notes: I got this idea from a couple of my favourite movies: pirates of the Caribbean and the chronicles of Narnia

word count: 3.4k

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Boring. 

That is the way you'd describe the day you're having. 

stuck in the old ‘ancient’ mansion of a house in the countryside that your grandparents own. and the worst of all: no internet. How are you gonna listen to your favourite music group and keep up with them? plus you've got your transfer student opportunity coming up

what are you supposed to do for the entirety of the time you're staying with them whilst your parents are away on their ‘business trip’ again. it's always no sooner that they are back, that they leave again.

Now don't get it wrong. you love your grandparents but it would be much better if your parents left you back at home where you have your friends and internet actual Wi-Fi so you can do things. but no. you're stuck here with your younger and older siblings.

...

So here you are sitting in the library reading some random book you picked, sprawled along the couch with your older brother sitting at the opposite side of the room at a table trying to read but being pestered by your younger brother and sisters. 

‘The ship swayed side to side, waves splashing over the deck.

bodies littered the deck from the opposing crew.

blood everywhere.

the injured pirate captain stands. blood oozing from his wounds,

he picks up his sword and then…’

you're pulled from your book with your younger brother's whines and you sigh again watching the argument.

“Come on James, play with us. we're bored by ourselves..” your younger brother pushed for what seemed to be the 100th time.

James sighed 

“Please Callum go bother Y/n or someone else... I'm trying to study,” James explained.

And so with that your siblings turned to you with hopeful eyes, just before you could say anything your Grandma popped her head in the door.

“oh come on now dears, you both have been in here all day nearly, would it hurt to spend some time with each other? tell you what. why don't you all play a game hmm? Maybe outside like tag or ball if not that then this is a very big house with lots of places to hide” she looks at each of you with her hinting.

“you know your parents used to love playing hide and seek here, Y/n. James, you did too so why don't you play with your siblings  and give them the fun of exploring the house too?” your grandma said.

you look at your siblings and James pipes up.

“I'll join only if Y/n does”

you sighed bookmarking your book, you stand keeping it with you. 

“fine.”

James nods “okay then, you all can hide and I will count” 

...

wandering the halls, the voice of James counting to 100 gets more distant. you walk by old paintings and other weird artefacts your grandparents keep.

you come to a stop at a random door, quite far from James and hopefully your younger siblings. opening the door you find most of the furniture still covered with dust sheets, you figure this room was long forgotten due to the old paint cans still laying around. oh well. at least you've got some quiet to read your book for a while.

peeling back the sheet on the lounge couch you brush off any dust that could be there and make yourself comfortable and reopen your book getting lost in the pages..

you don't know how long you've been in this room but you find yourself still to be hidden or either forgot about. closing your book you finally decide to take a look around the room.

It's a huge, spacious room with all its furniture covered. the walls a simple cream colour and wooden floorboards with a large bay and stained glass window and a writing desk placed where the light shines. all in all not much to the room. it was probably going to be a private study for someone..

What catches your interest though is the large painting on the wall, it's a beautiful painting of the ocean, a ship adorning the waves on the canvas. you find yourself drawn to the painting. 

it almost looks as though the waves are actually moving, but that would be crazy.... right? 

water suddenly starts pouring out from the painting.

you laugh. you're most definitely seeing things. this isn't real. it wasn't till the water level started rising you began to panic. you yank the door handle to open the door. it stays shut. since when was the door locked!!? 

the water now just below your chest: the window! The Height of the room was only the second floor. You could jump from this height, no problem! the window doesn't open.

the room seemingly seems to get smaller, is that ship getting closer in the painting? 

The water level still rising, you take a deep breath as the water covers you.

the wooden furniture starts to float around you. 

you begin to swim up to get the last bit of air before it disappears. this was it. you were going to drown.

reaching the surface. you find the blue sky above your head and you in the ocean.

you quickly swim to the writing table to hold onto to keep you afloat. The water is freezing.

looking around you see the large ship coming your way.

“Man overboard!” and someone jumps in the water and swims towards you.

you get dropped onto the deck, the water dripping from you. 

you're surrounded by a group of men. 

“Now, now. what do we have 'er” a man walked through the group. a large hat on his head.

ah. pirates.

He puts his sword under your chin and lifts your head. and hums 

“a woman? now what shall we do with you eh..” he says. 

 a crew member pipes up.

“Captain, all do respect but we can't 'ave a woman onboard the ship. it's dangerous and a bad omen too might i add” he says.

Bad omen? who does this ass think he is.

the captain nods his head.

“hmm you're right. We are headed to land. suppose we could sell 'er and get some shillings for her. throw er in the brig” the captain says with a smirk on his face.

a song of ‘aye aye's’ follow and you are grabbed by 2 muscular men and dragged down the steps of the ship.

you struggle and yell your demands to be let go, which go unheard, as you're thrown into the wet damp cell under the ship. It stinks. the leaked water sloshes as the ship moves on the water, slowly you feel yourself become seasick. you clearly don't have sea legs yet.

...

the ship coming to a rough stop jolts you awake, the cell door flung open. you're grabbed up to your feet by the captain and your hands are tied.

“Sorry 'bout this missy. you'll forgive me right?” he smirks showing his disgusting teeth.

you're then dragged off the deck, to the dock and dragged through whatever place you're in now.

you tug on your restraints but to no avail and get yanked back.

you're then pulled into some shop by the captain and he talks to the man at the desk.

“Ahhh how can I help ya captain, here to buy?” the man with glasses asks

the captain laughs

“no, not this time, i'm actually here to sell” he gestures to you “her”

the man leans over the desk to get a better look at you.

“ooh she's a beauty she is. sell for a fine price she will captain. But what's with her clothes eyy?” the glasses man asked. 

the captain scans over you. 

“d'know found her like that in the water, must've been shipwrecked or sumthin” he said

The glasses man nods his head.

“very well captain. sale is in 2 days if yer staying, she'll definitely sell, then you'll get yer money don't worry.”

the captain nods back, handing over the rope to the men standing at the door and you get pulled into a different room.

the rope on your wrist gets untied, maybe you could escape you thought. but that idea was soon out the moment a gun got pressed to you and told if you ran you'd get shot.

one of the men shove a small pile of clothes in your hand. 

“go behind there. get dressed. no funny business”

and so, not wanting to lose your life you do as told.

standing behind the sheet you strip yourself of your ‘modern’ clothes, putting on the ripped, tattered skirt you were given and white shirt tucked in. you exit from behind the sheet and then dragged into another room. one full of other women. some sleeping, some awake and others crying and scared. you're forced to sit down and chains are put around your ankles and your wrists and the men then leave the room.

you look around the room scanning the other woman: some are older than you, some far far younger. and you look over the woman you see that some are bruised and marked up with hickeys and all sorts. 

...

your eyes open and you sit up. a sharp pain shoots through your neck and back. as it would be sleeping on a hard floor for a few days.

The glasses man walks through the door and starts picking women at random, some screaming shouts of disagreement and the others complying willingly.

he stops in front of you. “her too” and yet again you're getting dragged out of the room. you're then sat in a chair and a woman comes and puts some make-up on your face and does your hair. The finishing touch was the corset that was put on your waist and tightened up so much. but now you see why they did it. your chest was pushed together and appeared to be much bigger than it was.. clearly to get attention of woman hungry men.

the chains were placed back on your feet and hands. and you were put to follow the other woman outside to the square in the middle of the town. already a crowd of men standing waiting to see whom or what they can buy. 

you're forced onto your knees and one by one the man goes down the line and starts to show off and sell the others. and then it was you.

you were dragged to the front and put to your knees again.

“Now, now. isn't this one a beauty?” the man asked the crowd and cheers of agreement erupted.

you zone out as the man starts listing ‘features’ about you trying to entice the buy.

this was it. I'm actually going to get sold off as a slave you thought. you zoned back in to what was happening.

“now d'we have any takers? she'll make a lovely slave and play thing if you'd like” the man asked finally going to sell you off. 

“we'll take her for 10,000 pieces of gold!” someone in the crowd yells out

the man smirks 'sold'  and with that you're dragged away. 

...  [ ??? pov ]

Here we are again on this forsaken horrible island, walking through these empty streets.

there's a crowd just at the square from what i can see..

so i dragged my crewmate along with me to see what all the commotion was about. peeking through the taller men we can see it's a sale, not just any sale. they're selling people. I expected nothing less from this place.

as we watch them go through more and more woman and people...

“now d'we have any takers? she'll make a lovely slave and play thing if you'd like” the salesman asked. That's when I snapped.

my hand shoots in the air “we'll take her for 10,000 pieces of gold!” Then the sales man shouted: sold!.

my hand is then snatched from the air and I'm dragged a bit away.

“Are you crazy? 10,000 gold. Captain’s really gonna kill you this time” 

“well i'd like to see him try either way-” I'm cut off by the man bringing the girl over to us.

“Here you are, gentleman. one slave” my jaw clenches as he says that ‘slave’ I hate that word. “and the gold?” he asks on top of that.

“You'll get your gold, we have to take her to our captain first” I tell him.

the man looks between the two of us “no, no, no. You must think I'm stupid. gold first then the girl is yours.” 

my crewmate then laughs and takes his turn to speak. 

“don't you know who our captain is?” he laughs and he points to our ship's flag. the man's eyes light up in fear and he starts to shake a bit.

“a-ah ah, y'know what. you can give us the gold l-later. tell yer captain there's no r-rush” and the man shoves the girl and proceeds to hurry away.

the girl stumbles from the push and I catch her in my arms. She's quick to try and get away though. She shoves me away and tries to run. only to stumble over the chains still around her ankles.

“Wow, hey hey hey. it's okay we're not gonna hurt you” i tell her. I take my jacket off and wrap it around her shoulders to cover her from the peeping eyes of the men walking by due to her skimpy clothing the slave house has put her in.

“you're okay. you'll be safe with us. don't worry” I try to reassure her again.

My crewmate tugs at my shirt. “hey we need to get her back to the ship now. get those chains off and I need to treat those wounds” he points to them.

my attention was brought back to her. and i start to notice the bruises on her legs and ankles and the numerous cuts that litter her body as well as the blood that's now dripping from her knees from the fall. I wince. I kneel down at her level and she still tries to get away.

“hey, you're gonna need to come with us okay? we need to get you back to our ship and treat your wounds. Would it be okay for me to carry you?” I asked her.

she seems to go into deep thought and then seems to clutch my jacket around her slightly and nods her head. and so I scoop her up into my arms and then begin to walk back to the ship. as I walk the chains around her legs clink together.

it's quiet, so i decide to ask her name.

“I'm Wooyoung by the way. and my crewmate here is San. he's our medic so he'll treat your wounds once we get to the ship. Can I know your name?” I smile at her. The smile slightly falls as she stays quiet. and so the walk continues for a while.

“Y/n..” a quiet voice whispers. I hum in confusion wondering if she even spoke at all.

“my name.. its Y/n..” she says.

y/n.. what a pretty name

...  [ y/n pov ]

Once the man called out sold, I'm grabbed to my feet and pulled towards two men. one tall man with broad shoulders and black hair, the other more slim and smaller too with blonde hair. both wearing similar clothes and hats adorning their heads.

ah more pirates. great...

they both seemed to be deep in conversation before noticing us. the man yanks me closer causing more pain to my bare feet as they scuff the hard stony ground. I can't help the fear that shoots through me at that moment.

What do these men want with me? What will happen to me? Will I ever get home at this rate?   

“Here you are, gentleman. one slave” the man gestures to me. you feel small under the two men's gaze. you see the blonde man's jaw visibly clench. making him appear slightly scary. 

“and the gold?” he adds, holding out his hand to receive his gold?  

“You'll get your gold, we have to take her to our captain first” the blonde man says.

the salesman chuckles and pulls me closer to him “no, no, no. You must think I'm stupid. gold first then the girl is yours.”

the black haired man laughs

“don't you know who our captain is?” he points to a ship's flag in the distance. the salesman's eyes light up in fear and he starts to tremble a bit.

“a-ah ah, y'know what. you can give us the gold l-later. tell yer captain there's no r-rush” the man said and shoves me away as he himself runs away. I fall into the arms of the blonde guy and he wraps his arms around me.

is their captain really that scary for people to run away I really don't wanna meet this guy

and so I push the blonde's arms away and attempt to run, forgetting my chains around my ankles soon falling to the hard ground as my legs get caught up in the chains. I hiss as the ground rips the skin from my knees. Still on my knees I begin to feel small again under the gazes of the men passing by looking at me. I'm practically wearing next to nothing. 

“Wow, hey hey hey. it's okay we're not gonna hurt you” the blonde man says as he takes his jacket off and slightly bends as he drapes it over my shoulders. 

“you're okay. you'll be safe with us. don't worry” the blonde says again.

will I though..?

I stayed quiet and noticed the black haired man tugging at the blondes shirt sleeve.

“Hey, we need to get her back to the ship now. get those chains off and I need to treat those wounds” he tells him and points to me and at the wounds on my body. 

the blonde man looks back at me and scans me, his eyebrows furrowing slightly as he lets out a wince. he then kneels to my level

“hey, you're gonna need to come with us okay? we need to get you back to our ship and treat your wounds. would it be okay for me to carry you?” he asked me.

Will it really be safe to go with these men?

Can I trust them?

they don't really seem bad in my opinion compared to the pirates and men I've already encountered...

only time will tell and besides its more so the captain i'm afraid to meet from the salesman reaction.

What will this guy be like? 

it would still be better than here i hope. I found myself clutching his jacket slightly tighter. He did put it around me to cover me.. so I nod at the blonde.

He then scoops me up in his arms and holds me close as my own arms go around his neck. and The two men start to walk in what I assume is the direction to said ship.

it's too quiet 

All I can hear is the stones crunching under the pairs feet and the blondes breathing. until the blonde pipes up.

“I'm Wooyoung by the way. and my crewmate here is San. he's our medic so he'll treat your wounds once we get to the ship. can i know your name?” he asked and gives you a smile that slightly falters as I stay quiet.

you slightly glance at the black haired man 

hmm San..? San a medic I didn't think he'd be a doctor.. he looks so scary.

i then look to the blonde man

woo...young? wooyoung hmm nice...

As the walk continues you find your tense body slightly relaxed in Wooyoung's hold. his scent calming you.

“y/n…” I quietly let out.

he looks down at me and hums slightly confused

“my name... its y/n…” I say again but a tad bit louder.

he smiles again and nods his head a bit 

The walk shortly comes to an end not long after.

“well 'ere we are” he says and a grand ship comes into view. It's a dark wooden boat and upon the main mast in the wind a black flag with the words "ateez" in white lettering. 

from here it looks like a beautiful ship, well kept. not much damage from what you'd expect on a pirates ship.

and written on the backside of the stern of the ship

‘illusion’ 

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a/n: so!! i hope you all like the start of this little series i'll be doing, feel free to reblog and or just leave your thoughts! till next chapter, byeee!!

[kannibaleherzen]

I have Disneyland on my mind, so I wrote some headcannons about Dano characters and their favorite attractions at the Disneyland Resort! No surprises, SFW fluff. All these guys under the cut. ♡

I made the graphic on my phone so it sucks.

Additions of Burt Fabelman and Louis Ives are also included! ♡♡♡♡♡

Dwayne Hoover: He wants to be a pilot, and in fact can be at Disneyland! He absolutely loves and will fight to get the pilot position every time at Millennium Falcon: Smuggler's Run. Dwayne has tried and once successfully gotten your ride crew to activate Chewy mode. If cast would let him, he could pilot both positions alone, but they can't and won't. Dwayne also always gets excited about Soarin' Around the World. He is mesmerized by the indoor portion of the queue with all the pilots on the walls and reads them every time.

Lucas: This sweet boy is into Fantasyland. The traditional King Arthur's Carrousel, Dumbo the Flying Elephant, and Snow White's Enchanted Wish. He could spend all day in Fantasyland if you let him. In the evening, he loves getting a good spot for fireworks that start at 9:00. About 40 minutes before, he wades through the crowd to get a churro for you two to share when it starts. It takes forever to even get the churro, so you two always cherish that moment.

Pierre Bezukhov: A Fantasyland man as well. Alice in Wonderland, Mad Tea Party, then Matterhorn Bobsleds in that order before anything else in the park. Unlike Calvin who uses connections, Pierre is a member of Club 33, and will take you to the 1901 Lounge at the Carthay Circle instead because he thinks it's classier and the drinks are better there. Once sufficiently drunk and fed, he loves to go watch Mickey's PhilharMagic.

Jay: Rise of the Resistance isn't just a ride, it's a full experience. Jay will wait however long it takes to get through the queue and on. He loves the scene with the Stormtroopers and hopes one day he can recruit more ALF members to have a big enough fleet like that to save more animals. When it's over, he always takes time to chat with cast members about the cats that live back there. How are they? When do they get food left for them? When were they spayed or neutered? And so forth.

Percy Dolarhyde: In typical fashion, Big Thunder Mountain Railroad. The best part to him is the hill climb with explosions. Percy won't admit it, but he also has a soft spot for The Many Adventures of Winnie the Pooh. His favorite part is looking up and behind to catch a glimpse of the old Country Bears Jamboree that used to occupy the space.

Calvin Weir-Fields: You will be dragged to Pirates of the Caribbean by him. He wants the redhead! It's no surprise he does the same right after for Roger Rabbit's CarToon Spin. Calvin loves the queue spot where he can knock on Jessica Rabbit's door and say Walt sent him. Once done there, he must go on Mr. Toad's Wild Ride. Because in the end, you go to hell. He uses connections to get into Club 33 for a romantic dinner after putting up with him.

Alex Jones: Cars Land. Just... All of it. The first time he sets foot, he is in love. Why wouldn't he be? The themeing of Radiator Springs is perfect! Alex loves doing finger guns and shouts Lightning McQueen's "Ka'chow!" for the photo on  Radiator Springs Racers. When on Luigi's Rocking Roadsters, he loves the circles at the end of the song and puts his arms up (as is the custom). He always needs a pic with Mater.

Eli Sunday: The higher the ride, the closer to God. Eli is pretty traditional when it comes to rides, and loves the Pixar Pal Around. He does not go in the regular gondola, but the swinging one. He is just a touch crazy after all. Eli also likes the Disneyland Railroad, but scoffs at the dinosaur scene between Tomorrowland and Mainstreet U.S.A. believing they've never existed.

Hank Thompson: He's just so excited about everything. Hank absolutely must go to Adventureland first to ride Indiana Jones Adventure. A Spielberg movie brought to life! He always hopes to get the driver's seat because it's the best. Hank never looks into the eyes of Mara! After is a trip on Jungle Cruise, and always laughs at the skipper's jokes. He loves getting bao from the Tropical Hideaway. When visiting DCA, he must go on Grizzly River Run and say hi to Francisco the cat who lives near the queue.

Timothy Klitz: Klitz just wants to cuddle with you anywhere and everywhere. It's a Small World is the best for doing so. A good 15 minute boat ride with an albeit slightly grating song is good enough. He loves The Haunted Mansion for the same reason. Any slow, dark ride where you can feed each other popcorn is best. To get in and out of the park, he enjoys taking the Monorail from Downtown Disney.

Edward Nashton: You ever see an impossibly high score on a game? Higher than the cast members who work the ride, Edward is the champ! Buzz Lightyear's Astro Blasters is where it's at for Eddie! He gets so immersed in it that he forgets there's a photo and he always looks so determined, hunched over reaching out with the blaster in hand. He also goes crazy competitive on Toy Story: Midway Mania and always gets the tippiest of top scores to your amazement.

Joby Taylor: First, you need to beg, plead, and bribe him to even set foot on property. They serve alcohol is the line that gets him. Joby is so not into the no smoking unless outside security, but can stand it for a day. Just for you. Beer in hand, you force him in line for Guardians of the Galaxy: Mission Breakout! He downs the beer, gets on, then once your ride plays Born to be Wild by Steppenwolf, he is hooked.

Burt Fabelman: He worked for GE! Keeping to the time period, he adores the Carousel of Progress in Tomorrowland. He feels so proud of what he does now and what the future holds. He has to see the show first! Tomorrowland is where he feels happiest (People Mover!), but also is down for a round in the Enchanted Tiki Room, and Mark Twain's River Boat, too.

Louis Ives: A bit of a traditionalist. He adores the fact the carousel horses are authentic antiques. Any time Mary Poppins and Burt are on it as well, he gets giddy and will watch and wave at them! Louis adores Storybook Land, even if it's filled with the youngest of guests. When it comes to dining, Louis somehow always manages to score a coveted reservation to the Blue Bayou. Every. Single. Trip. He won't share his secret on how he does it, but if you had to guess, he knows a cast member.

[imagrindylow]

Plz can you do the HLC reaction to finding out MC is a mermaid/siren (pirates of the Caribbean type of siren yk) and baby they found out because of her voice or they saw her transformed. thank you ❤️

Hi anon! Thanks for the request, I did my best! I actually am not familiar with the sirens in the Pirates movies, so I went more with mermaids as they are in the HP universe. So, unrecognizable and kinda scary looking. But! I've written a few little ficlets of the guys reacting to finding out MC's secret, in one way or another. Hope you like it!

Sebastian, Ominis, Leander, Garreth, Amit and Everett react to finding out that MC is a mermaid

Sebastian & Ominis The pair is in the Slytherin common room, lounging on one of the sofas, reading and getting classwork done, when they hear a commotion coming from near one of the large windows that look out into the black lake. Ominis wasn’t concerned, it was a regular occurrence for the younger Slytherins to spend time at the large windows searching for mermaids – he made sure of that himself – telling them all within their first days that if they were patient at the windows, it would pay off for them. He was joking, of course, never in his 7 years at Hogwarts had his wand ever detected such entity outside the common room windows. But it was hilarious to him to hear them trying anyway.

But this was different. Sebastian laid his book down on the coffee table and sat forward, watching the kids and listening to their frantic and overlapping exclamations. He watched the window and couldn’t believe his own eyes. Surely he was dreaming. He rubbed his eyes in his hands, then shook Ominis’s shoulder when he was sure his eyes weren’t deceiving him. There was a mermaid at the window.

Ominis couldn’t believe what Sebastian was saying, as the brunet drug him over to the window hastily by his sleeve. Sebastian stared out the window in shock, as the mermaid swam right up to him, their hands pressing against the glass up to each others. This was no ordinary mermaid, did it just wink at him? Merlin, where was MC? They had to see this!

Ominis raised his wand to the window, touching it to the glass, wanting to get a better mental image of what was happening. Sebastian narrated that the mermaid pressed its finger to the glass, meeting with the glowing tip of Ominis’s wand through the pane.

“This isn’t just any mermaid… This is MC…” Ominis whispered to Sebastian, not wanting their other housemates to overhear. He barely believed his own words as they left his mouth, but his wand would never mislead him like this.

Sebastian couldn’t hold back his delight as he laughed loudly. “Ha! I knew they were special but this is something else.” He was proud to be friends with such an interesting being.

Ominis was beside himself with shock, wonder, and amazement. They wondered why MC had never told them before, they must have had their reasoning. He was honored they revealed this secret to him at all, even as indirectly as they did so.

Leander & Garreth Leander had agreed to accompany Garreth on an endeavor to restock his potions ingredients. Due to his frequent experimentation in the cauldron, he was either low or completely our of several things. List in hand and a satchel full of empty jars over his shoulder, Garreth led his friend down a path that would take them alongside the black lake where they’d need to gather several things.

The sun was beating down on their backs, it was a welcome comfort to kick off their shoes and socks and roll up their trousers to wade through the cool, shallow water at the shore of the lake, even if it meant gathering leeches and stuffing them into jars. Maybe it was the heat playing with their minds, but each of them had sworn they felt like they were being watched as they hunted carefully for Garreth’s ingredients.

After what must have been two hours of finding leeches, various aquatic plants and weeds, bugs and anything else that Garreth deemed as “possibly useful,” the two of them ditched their bags of jars on the shore and took to kicking about in the lake and splashing each other in an effort to cool off.

The feeling of being watched became overwhelming suddenly, causing both of them to shift their eyes over the dark glassy surface of the water. Garreth spotted the tip of a shining, finned tail darting down under the water, but missed what it was attached to. The two of them stood frozen and waiting to catch another glimpse of whatever that was.

It was almost like whatever that thing was waited until their backs were turned to appear again, this time surfacing noticeably and splashing the boys with a delicate webbed hand. They turned in an instant and without even processing what they were seeing, started splashing back. How lucky were they, getting to interact with a mermaid like this? It was practically unheard of. They couldn’t wait to meet up with MC and tell them.

That evening in the common room, the boys sought out MC, ecstatic to tell them what they had seen. They started talking over each other in excitement, to which MC put a finger to each of their lips, shushing them. MC smirked at them before admitting, “I know, I was there” with a sly little wink.

Both Leander and Garreth went as red as their hair, in utter shock and disbelief. They had the ability to wield ancient magic AND they were a mermaid? How could one person be so bloody brilliant? They were honored to be let in on MC’s little secret, and they would make future plans to hang out in the lake together.

Amit & Everett The unlikely friends were taking a night time fly around the castle and surrounding grounds. Everett was pretty limited to flying at night, needing to be a bit sneaky with borrowing the school brooms, as he was not exactly permitted to use them outside of class time. The time of day worked great for Amit, always happy for any reason to get out at night and see the stars, and if he was being honest with himself, he could use the practice on a broom. Everett was willing to give him some pointers.

They flew low to the ground, Amit being a little bit nervous to get too high, and Amit followed behind Everett as he flew over the lake. Everett was enjoying himself, the wind through his hair was something he’d never tire of.

Amit flew more slowly, seeking the sights rather than the thrill of speed. He was taking in the reflection of the stars on the surface of the lake when something caught his eye, the glimmer of scales reflecting the moonlight just under the surface of the water. He called out for Everett, and doubled back around to get a better look, only to see the creature was following him.

Everett hovered his broom beside Amit’s and the two peered down into the water together, the devious face of a mermaid just below the surface was looking up, shifting its gaze between the two of you. The mermaid surfaced and two long, pale green arms reached towards the boys dangling legs, making them speed off on their brooms, screaming into the night as they made their way back to the castle. The mermaid laughed, diving back under the water.

Back in the safety of the Ravenclaw common room, the boys got ready for bed and immediately tucked in, each having nightmares of the close call they had with the creature in the lake.

The following morning in the great hall MC joined them, sitting between the pair, noting their sleep filled eyes, and asking what had kept them up. Amit explained the run in from the night before, with Everett nodding along, adding in exaggerated commentary where ever he could.

MC laughed, and apologized for scaring them, fessing up to her little secret. Both boys started berating her. “I could have fallen in and drowned!” “What if I lost the school broom in the water!” She couldn’t help but chuckle and wrap an arm around both their shoulders. Both had many questions about her ability to transform, and she answered them thoroughly, both boys ending up being even more intimidated of her in the end.

[demigoddessqueens]

Main Masterlist (as of 07/20/2022)

Per an anon ask, I have best compiled all of the inbox request and or prompts I have received from over a while. Hence all the updated hyper links and lists of fandoms down below. I will also post this on my main pinned post as well.

Edit (7/20/2022): so apparently there’s a link limit, so I’ll make a second composite masterlist to add on some remaining ones from my blog. As of now, here’s what is compiled so far. 💕

Ao3

Ao3 link above👆is a Hodgepodge of other fics, drabbles, fan weeks, fandoms and series/WIP’s

Kinktober 2022

LINK TBA

Final Fantasy - Sephiroth

Critical Role

Vox Machina - don’t you break my heart // the princess // dating hc’s // swan princess // baby VM // baby VM2 // falling // soft Percy // baby VM girl // first steps // guardian Vax // gods and glory // baby VM angst // poly vaxleth // angry hc’s // mirajane reader // love potion // shy with kisses // cool but fierce // bonded for life // holding hands // Snow White sleep // Percy romance // sweet scanlan // “arranged marriage”angst // under pressure // magic tattoos // Mother’s Day // powerful witch // Percy soulmate // tragic past //

The Mighty Nein - crush hugs with VM // angst // Caleb writing prompt //

Bell’s Hells and Crown Keepers - nicknames with VM // kissing prompts with Percy //

EXU: Calamity - loquacious HC’s // leaving Avalir angst //

Genshin Impact - red panda // love goddess

Arcane and League of Legends - I wrote and write for Viego // Viktor, Jayce, and Silco

Love Languages

Assassin’s Creed - Arno // Ezio // feat multifandom // multifan tea hc’s //

Pirates of the Caribbean - James Norrington

Marvel/DC - I have drabbles and stories for Loki, Jotun Loki, Thor: Love and Thunder (WIP), Aquaman, Superman, and The Batman (Battinson) and many more on my Ao3

nightcrawler

Monster Fics - These are either centric to my OC (Hazel) or are Reader-centric

Curtain call

Star Wars - There’s also some Darth Maul, Boba Fett, and Mandolorian stuff on my ao3 well

Castlevania - artsy love // beach day with CR // multi boys love hc’s // shy kiss // music hc’s // holding hands // I forgot a kiss with CR // wolfwalker HC’s // parent headcanons // linking pinkies // painful past //

Alucard - hit for Alucard // bath hc’s // dragon love // dragon love 2 // lounging love // hesitant, shy reader // cowboy alucard // sequel spin-off // prompt 50 kiss // prompt 8 kiss // hollow knight // prompt 38 i love you // prompt 39, 17 kiss // caring for sick // magician love // expressive love // wearing his coat // affectionate one //

Isaac, Hector - family HC’s (with trev and Al) // Disney princess w/ Trio and VM // hector 16 prompt kiss // 

Trevor, Sypha -  artsy love

Greta -  artsy love // poly with OT3 // poly with Alucard 

Dracula - taking a hit w+ Trevor, Hector and Isaac //  multi boys love hc’s // shy kiss // Lisa apprentice //

Dragon Age - Wolfwalkers

Hellboy/Hellboy II

Baldur’s Gate - Astarion

The Witcher - Geralt

Blood of Zeus

bikini beach // drunk with CV // seraphim smut and angst

Stranger Things

Eddie Munson - blackbird /// i need a hero

Steve and Eddie poly smut

[run-me-through-but-not-like-that]

Four's a Charm Chapter 9

Read it here or on Ao3:

Chapter 9. Making Things Official

It was warm when you woke up, not the normal warmth of mornings on the Caribbean Sea, not the stuffiness of your cabin. It was a warmth pressed against you from either side, not overwhelming but comforting, grounding. It took you a short moment to remember exactly where you were.

Not your thin little cot in your cabin, no, you were in the captains’ bed. At least two bodies lay with you, two pairs of arms wrapped around your frame, and your legs tangled with four others. You could just make out faint whispering through your sleepy haze, you couldn’t make out the words, but they stopped when you let out a small groan and a stretch.

“Morning, dear” Stede’s warm voice greeted you, just that little bit thicker with sleep, as you stirred in his arms.

“Was wondering if you’d wake up at all” Edward mused, his breath ticking the back of your neck when he nuzzled his face into your hair.

“How long have you two been awake?” you asked, voice groggy and eyes barely blinking open.

“About half an hour maybe” Stede shrugged slight, still showing to efforts to release you. Not that you were complaining in the slightest.

“Izzy’s already gone up to the deck” Ed told you but that honestly didn’t surprise you, he had duties to attend to that he took very seriously after all. You doubted he would let you slack for too much longer. Then again, that man is full of surprises.

“You could have gotten up” you frowned; you didn’t want them to feel like they had to stay because of you.

“But you looked so comfortable” Edward hummed.

“And you deserve some rest” Stede insisted. You don’t know what you did to deserve rest, but he sounded convinced.

“I think you were both just feeling lazy” you grumbled, making them chuckle.

“Do you think you’re ready for some breakfast?” Stede asked, pushing some hair out of your face as you nodded into his chest. “Ed, be a dear and go collect Izzy, would you?” he asked, looking over you at the other man.

“Sure, I’ll wrangle him in” Edward rolled his eyes, but he was already pulling himself away from you and sitting up.

“But you’re so good at it” you groaned, turning to lay on your back so you could look up at him, finally leaving the sanctuary of their arms.

“Damn right I am” Edward grinned proudly, quickly kissing your forehead before climbing off of the bed. You didn’t even try to mask your smile as he pulled on his extra layers and left the cabin.

You and Stede reluctantly got out of them, and you helped him prepare the table when he sent for Roach to bring some things for breakfast. To your surprise, Izzy didn’t fight too much to avoid breakfast, following Edward into the cabin and joining the three of you at the table.

As if was all you ever knew, the four of you enjoyed a small breakfast together. Even if Izzy claimed it was all ridiculous for pirates, he seemed to enjoy it enough though, happily digging in with the rest of you.

Afterwards, the three of you somehow managed to convince Izzy to take a break. Well, technically, you compromised. You had to go up to the deck with him to make sure that the rest of the crew was getting things done and do some tasks of your own before he allowed you both to return to the captains’ cabin. While it might have been inconvenient, you understood. Izzy just wanted to make sure the ship was sailing smoothly, and you did have responsibilities to take care of, you couldn’t just lounge around with the captains all day no matter how much you wanted too.

Anyway, you got Izzy to take a break, the two of you joining your…your lovers? in the captain’s library. The four of you were lounging around in the sitting area. Edward was enjoying a cup of tea, having quickly developed a taste for indulgent things, Stede was showing you some books he thought you might like, and Izzy was browsing the bookshelves (after he finished helping Ed set his knee brace properly and chastising him for wandering about without it).

“See anything of interest, Iz?” Edward asked, cocking an eyebrow at his first mate. Izzy had nearly keeled over in disgust when he first saw this ‘perverse misuse of space’, but he seemed to be slowly coming around to it.

“I see a fire hazard” Izzy made a small snorting sound.

“Haven’t set the ship aflame yet” Stede pointed out with a small shrug. Had the loose books caused some trouble during storms? Yeah, sure they have, but no fires yet! “Feel free to help yourself to anything” he offered.

“Izzy was the only one who had any books on the Queen Anne” Edward informed the two of you but didn’t make a big deal out of it, perhaps just hinting that he enjoyed reading from time to time since Izzy was unlikely to disclose that information.

“Yeah, I had three and still barely had the chance to read them” Izzy scoffed.

“Well maybe you can take some time to read some of these” you suggested.

Izzy shrugged at your suggestion before looking back at you, “you read any?”

“Yeah, Stede picks out the ones he thinks I’d like. Couldn’t read too well before becoming a pirate, Stede is a good teacher though” you told him. Izzy just nodded and the four of you fell back into a comfortable silence.

Edward finished his drink and moved closer to you and Stede. The three of you knew that he couldn’t read but he listened to Stede’s descriptions of the books to see if any caught his interest. Izzy picked out a book, flicking through it, before placing it back and repeating the action with various other books.

Stede didn’t want to disturb the peace, the serene feeling that had settled in the cabin, but one question was playing on his mind, it had been all morning. “May I ask something?”

“To who, mate?” Ed asked.

The question seemed to catch Stede off guard, like he hadn’t even realised he had spoken first. “Ah, Y/n and Izzy mostly I suppose” he cleared his throat.

“Sure, go ahead” you smiled, Izzy turning to face the three of you as well, a silent go ahead.

“I was just wondering…does your ‘no questions asked’ back up plan still stand?” Stede asked, a nervousness to the question. Clearly, there was a specific answer that he was hoping for, but you couldn’t blame him.

“Uh…I mean, I guess, we never really talked about it but…it doesn’t sound right anymore, does it?” you stammered slightly, playing with the cravat that was loosely tied around your neck.

“I don’t think it ever did” Stede confessed.

“Maybe it’s time to change that?” Edward suggested, looking between you and Izzy.

It was strange, to be given that sort of decision-making power. You and Izzy had felt like Stede and Edward were the ones in control, but now they were both looking at you with a sense of hope. It made your breath catch for a moment before you looked towards the tense looking first mate, “what do you think, Iz?”

It was no secret, at least not to Izzy, that he liked the back out plan. He liked the idea of being able to just pretend that everything didn’t happen, that way he wouldn’t have to fucking talk about it. That’s not what he wanted, but it was safe.

“It could be…good” Izzy’s words sounded almost uncertain, but he meant it.

“I don’t think a no questions asked clause would do anything at this point, we’re in too deep” you commented, and Izzy nodded in agreement. He could be asked no questions, he could never talk about it again, but the hurt would be the same.

“So…does this mean…” Edward’s words drifted off as he looked between the three of you, looking for the words you had mentioned the last time you mentioned the no questions asked clause.

“We’re official?” Stede asked, a hopeful smile growing on his face.

“I would like that” you couldn’t help but smile, it was everything you wanted.

“Iz, mate?” Ed prompted, wanting an answer from the other man.

“Yeah, I’d fucking like that” Izzy practically sighed, he almost sounds relieved, like a weight was lifted from his shoulders.

“You’re allowed to want nice things, Israel” Stede must have thought the same that you did, trying to understand Israel Hands.

“Plus, you deserve it” you added.

Izzy shifted under the kind words, and you just knew that he didn’t believe it. It made your heart ache for him.

“C’mon mate, after everything, you deserve something good. Ain’t always been fair to you” it was a quiet confession, an acknowledgement that Ed and Izzy haven’t always been good to each other. It only made Izzy look away from you all. Edward stood from the couch and approached him. “I mean it, Iz” he took hold of his chin, firm yet gentle, and turned his face back to him. He wouldn’t let Izzy look away from him, he wouldn’t let Izzy get lost in his own head.

You and Stede looked at each other, sharing little nods. You pushed yourself from your seat and walked over to them. As you came up to Izzy’s side, you looked up at Edward, who nodded encouragingly at you. “Let yourself have this” you cautiously slipped your hand into his. He took it, though it was a little clammy.

Following your lead, Stede came up on Izzy’s other side. “You deserve it. You’re allowed it” he gently placed his hand between the shorter man’s shoulder blades.

All of the contact and attention had Izzy beginning to relax, a feeling of warmth spreading through his chest as he let out a sigh.

Seeing how the closeness seemed to be working, the three of you looked at each other, trying to silently communicate what to do next. Giving up on making eyes at the two captains, you turned your attention back to Izzy. “Is this okay, Iz?” you asked quietly as you rested your chin against his shoulder.

Not trusting his voice, Izzy nodded. With that permission, Edward lent in and caught him in a kiss. Izzy relaxed completely in an instant, responding to the kiss. He just melted into it, Stede feeling the muscles in his back relax under his palm, and you felt Izzy squeeze your hand.

You shared a knowing smile with Stede, losing yourself in his gaze for a moment. It wasn’t until Izzy’s quiet hum at being tugged closer to his captain that you both remembered the two men standing between you. 

“Come on guys, we’re starting to feel a little left out here” you joked lightly, not stopping yourself from pressing a kiss to Izzy’s clothed shoulder.

The two men broke apart, Edward chuckling at your comment. His attention turned to Stede and placed a hand on the back of his head in the excitement, pulling him into a kiss. Once Izzy’s face was released from Edward’s hold, you reached up and gently turned his face towards you.

“Still okay?” you asked and Izzy’s knees nearly gave out right there. You looked so damn concerned about his comfort. Still, he managed to nod.

With a small smile, you lent in and pressed your lips to his. He responded just as quickly as he did with Ed, hands hovering over your arms before gripping them softly. He was an intense kisser, using his teeth, but he had this edge of desperation. Finally kissing one of the men you had been pining over you, you were too lost to notice the eyes on you both.

Stede smiled as he rested his head against Ed’s shoulder, the two of them watching you. Both had been wondering when they could start edging towards more intimate behaviour, but Stede had insisted on being patient and going slow. The last thing they wanted to do was scare either of you off, but now it looked like they might have to pull you both apart.

A hand on your shoulder brought you back to reality and you pulled away from the kiss with a smile, admiring the flush on Izzy’s face, sure that it matched your own. An arm snaked around your shoulders, and you were pulled into Edwards’ chest as Stede placed a soft hand against Izzy’s arm.

In a cautious move, Stede turned Izzy to face him. “I don’t run the risk of being stabbed, do I?” he asked the shorter man, the concern seeming genuine and yet oddly fond.

Izzy just rolled his eyes, assuming that kissing two other people in the last five minutes would have answered that question for him. However, he’d rather throw himself overboard than say it out loud, so he grabbed Stede by the collar and pulled him into a kiss. You and Edward grinned, seeing Stede smiling against his lips before kissing him back. Somehow, Izzy still managed to look a little angry as he made out with Stede in front of you both.

You were pulled away from the captivating sight when Edward pulled your face in his calloused hand, leaning down to capture your lips. No wonder Izzy had melted into the kiss so easily, apparently that’s just what Ed’s kiss did to people, because you’re knees instantly went weak, hands bracing against his chest to support yourself. He was an intense kisser, similar to his first mate, but less biting, more emotion. Like he just couldn’t be close enough.

“So…it’s official then?” you asked breathlessly when Ed released your face, seeing that Izzy and Stede had already stopped and were looking at you both. Izzy with his face bright red and Stede with a flushed smile on his face.

“I would fucking say so” Edward laughed, clasping your shoulder.

“Wonderful” Stede was overjoyed to see that all four of you were on the same page. Still, there was one thing that was nagging at him, something that he just didn’t have to patience to wait even longer before. “However, I do believe I missed one kiss” he hinted.

Edward laughed at the coyness as he took hold of your shoulders and pushed you towards the other captain. You stumbled a little, surprised by the action, but laughed it off.

“I think I can fix that” you couldn’t help how giddiness bubbled up in you as you came to stand in front of Stede.

You tenderly cupped Stede’s face, leaning up to kiss him. He met you halfway, hands landing on your waist. It was different to kissing the other two men, he was the only one out of the three that was clean shaven. He was gentler than Izzy but conveyed the same passion as Ed. Yet, something about it seemed a little reserved, it left you curious as to what could be hiding just under the surface. You knew that Stede wasn’t always as Gentlemanly as he would lead you to think, he had another side to him, the side that had him heading out to sea to become a pirate.

“Much better” Stede declared as he broke the kiss, slipping his arm around your waist as he beamed at the other two men.

Izzy’s always been a jealous man, a possessive one. Edward was his captain, and he was his first mate. The Queen Anne was theirs. And yet, he found that sharing wasn’t always so difficult, that seeing the people he lo…cared about, dare he admit it, with each other wasn’t painful for him. It just seemed like this was the way things should be, as strange as it was to him.

Not sharing the same turmoil as Izzy, you were simply overjoyed, buzzing from the light and easy closeness you just shared with the three men. Each so different and yet you cared for them so equally. You were just giddy at the new development and hoped that this was the start of breaking down some walls the four of you might have subconsciously put up. You were ‘official’, you finally got to experience what it was like to kiss them, and now you weren’t sure you would be able to stop.

[toomanybandstocare]

{Hellfire's Captain}

Program: Freedom is sailing the seven seas. Surrounded by a loyal crew. Being chased by rival sailors. Chasing after lost riches and infamy.

Counselor: Pirate! Eddie Munson

Genre: Fluff

Length: 611w

Camp Upside Down Masterlist

Counselor Notes: I'm rewatching Pirates of the Caribbean again and this gif popped into my head :)

Sea spray licks the salty air as waves lap against the Hellfire's hull as it cut through the azure ocean. On a cloudless day, the misfit crew enjoys a day of rest and bask in the sun lounging on the warm worn wood.

Watching over his crew, Captain Edward Munson steers the galleon while keeping his twinkling eyes on the horizon. "Jeff," Eddie calls from the upper deck gaining the attention of his first mate from his game of cards, "C'mere for a moment".

Jeff pauses the game with a laugh as he makes his way up the curved staircase and stands by his captain's side. His smile only dims a fraction when he sees the look of concentration harden Eddie's expression. "What has you so serious on such a favorable day as today?"

Out of the corner of his eye, Eddie can see Jeff's amused look as he leans against the guardrail. "How long have they been trailing us," Eddie calmly inquires. He turns his head to witness Jeff's smile fall as he stand tall.

"About a day," Jeff confides and takes two strides to keep their conversation hushed. "Seeing as you're adamant about the three days of rest after a plunder, I did not wish to be the one to interrupt".

Seagulls croon as the swoop through the masts and create a seafaring symphony with the crew's poor singing. Some poor fool, most likely Gareth, had started to sing a callous shanty that pulled the entire crew into a jolly tune. Eddie's rumbling chuckles join the cheerful cadence.

"Should I also assume that you assumed that I would have noticed the royal fleet following us without notice," Eddie raises an eyebrow at his friend. The charm strand hanging from his bandana twists and turns with every movement. Never letting go of the ship's wheel, his silver ring clad knuckles rap along the carved wood. A crooked, half smile creeps past his collected façade.

Jeff takes a quick glance at the blip of a ship in the distance behind them before also letting free a pent up laugh. "Captain Munson, forgive me for not notifying a minor inconvenience," he smiles back at Eddie's gleaming grin, "Pirate lord who has eyes and ears on every ship to set sail as well as every tavern to run a poor drunkard to death".

Eddie throws his head back and cackles with the roar of the ocean joining him. "That's always a good one. I will admit, I'm partial to 'Eddie the Banished. Shepard of lost souls". Facing to the sea once more, Eddie keeps his course steady. "Nothing to worry about, but I need you to make sure the rest of those scoundrels keep singing. Tomorrow, I'm afraid, we'll be thrown back into the teeth of the sea and hope she bites England in the ass instead of us".

With a nod of his head, Eddie smiles as Jeff salutes him in jest before jumping down the stairs. A cry of excitement greets him back to the game as he claps Gareth on the back and takes his seat. Looking down on the group of rowdy sailors, Eddie's expression grows soft before hardening once more when setting his sight to the vast sea.

The galavant chorus of 'Pirate's Life' floats through the salt air, and Eddie can't help but hum the tune on his tongue. Tapping his fingers across the wheel, he alters their course just slightly to conceal their true destination from their uninvited guests. Once tomorrow's unnecessary distraction passes, Hellfire will set sail once more for Pargo's lost treasure. Ripe for the taking. Begging to be shared with the Caribbean again.

[sailorgreywolf-legacy]

A kiss pressed to the top of the head. NedPort!

The breeze coming in through the open window was warm and pleasant. It smelled like the Caribbean.

Portugal pulled a deep breath of it into his lungs. It was wonderfully warm and humid. He had always loved that about the tropics. The weather was pleasant no matter the season. The feeling of the breeze on his bare skin was sublime.

He was lounging, completely naked, tangled up with the Netherlands. He could feel the spots where hickeys were blooming on his skin. It was clear that the Netherlands had missed him and had shown him in every possible way.

Portugal didn’t want to move. He wanted to stay there forever, wonderfully full and covered in love with the Netherlands stroking his hair.

There were ships moving along the horizon. Anywhere else they would be navy ships, but this was Nassau, pirate territory. It was the best place to meet in private, completely certain that no word would make its way back to Madrid.

He sighed contentedly and decided that he was going to spend the next couple hours doing nothing else. He wanted to enjoy the peace that he was feeling with no interruption.

But, to his annoyance, he felt the Netherlands stir like he was about to get up. He planted a kiss on the top of Portugal’s head and said, “I will be right back, love.”

Portugal made an annoyed noise to express his displeasure. The Netherlands ignored him and disentangled himself. The soft footfall of his bare feet on wood floors retreated into the other room. Portugal craned his neck to try to see where he had gone.

He could not imagine what was more tempting than spending time cuddling with him. There was some slight clattering in the direction of the kitchen. Portugal was feeling entirely too exhausted to get up and follow him so he laid against the pillows in the warm imprint that the other man’s body had left.

He was not left alone for long. The Netherlands returned, holding an orange and a knife to peel it with. He sat back down on the bed and looked at Portugal with a small warm smile.

Portugal asked, “Did I wear you out enough that you’re hungry?”

The Netherlands shook his head slightly as he continued to peel the orange. He spoke, occasionally glancing at what he was doing to avoid cutting his fingers, “This is for you.”

Portugal chuckled, amused that his lover had decided he must be hungry, “You decided that I’m hungry?”

The Netherlands shook his head, characteristically laconic. He started working on pulling apart the segments, and answered the question as he worked, “You have been at sea for months. And I know you’re doing it to avoid having to spend time with Antonio. And I have the greatest sympathy for that.”

Portugal let himself sink into the pile of pillows as he took the first segment that the other man offered him. He was trying not to pout, but he felt like he was about to be scolded for being irresponsibility. And the last thing he wanted was judgement.

The Netherlands continued, “And I can tell you haven’t had any fresh fruit in a while.”

Portugal could not think of the last time he had bothered to bring fruit on board, aside from the lemons meant for the crew. On reflection, it had been an oversight. But he didn’t feel particularly unwell either. Idly holding the orange segment in his hand, he said, “And how could you tell that?”

He didn’t deny that he had not had fruit since his last time in port. The Netherlands met his eyes and said frankly, “You seem fatigued.”

Portugal sat up, indignant, “That many rounds and you think I’m fatigued?” The Netherlands just chuckled and said, “Yes, you usually do more. Even if you are beautiful when you let me spoil you.” He pointed at the piece in Portugal’s hand and said firmly, “Eat the orange. It'll make you feel better.”

Portugal did as he was told. As soon as he ate the first segment, the Netherlands started pealing apart the other segments and handing them to him one at a time.

He changed the subject, “How long do you think this will last? All this hiding?”

Portugal knew what he meant. He was thinking about the crown union with Spain that made the secrecy necessary. Portugal swallowed another piece of orange and said, “I don’t know. A crown union is not an easy thing to undo.”

He wished that he could separate himself from Spain wish a snap of his fingers, but the complications of dynastic politics were standing in the way.

He asked, worried that the other man was tiring of their affair, “Do you not like meeting here?” He would not blame him if he was. He deserved more than a relationship that only happened in pirate cities like this.

The Netherlands put aside the knife and put his hand on Portugal’s leg as he answered, “I enjoy every moment I spend with you. But this cannot last forever. Buying this house wasn’t cheap.”

Portugal rolled his eyes at the Netherlands’ fixation on the price of everything. The Netherlands continued, “And I hate how rarely I see you. I miss you when you’re gone.”

Portugal could hear how sincere he was, and how the distance pained him. He took a bite out of an orange segment to give himself time to chew and think of what to say. He wanted to be reassuring, but he had no way to change the political reality.

The Netherlands was still at war with Spain, and that made things all the more complicated. He settled on saying, “I would come back to Amsterdam or Java if I could. I love you.”

He could still see the pain and frustration on his lover’s face and hated that he could not give better news. He scrambled and added, “I have heard there may be a rebellion brewing. But I do not know if it will succeed.”

The Netherlands sighed. He silently moved to cuddle against Portugal on the pillows. He finally said, “I am not mad at you. Not at all. I love you, and I know it is hard. But I dream of kidnapping you and not giving you back.”

He kissed Portugal on the forehead and wrapped his hands around him. Portugal made a satisfied purr in the back of his throat. No matter how temporary it was, he enjoyed the moment.

He replied, "I love you too."

[weeping-gospels]

thinks about all of my OCs and how majority are just lounging on the back burner waiting to be revived

— obviously Betty, Naomi, and Hemlock are the tops and active

— Ophelia, a DnD Siren, didn’t last long tbfh GFGFHFHDG

— Hesper, DnD Satyr, was active in LARP for a good amount of time but I couldn’t connect with her and her costume is SO FUCKING ANNOYING

— Candlelight, Fandomless Virtue, this giant angel that took on the shape of a pure white, personified candle, most complex OC to draw, was first introduced in the Pirates of the Caribbean fandom

— Lydia, Fantasy Witch, original world creation, was first introduced in the Invader ZIM fandom years ago then slowly died out,,,friendliest muse but she’s hardly ever shipped because human years bitch is like 14

— “The Mimick”, Dark Fantasy Pumpkinian, original world creation, was first introduced in the horror fandom,,,darkest muse next to Hemlock, possible revival it was a Halloween/October month special character

— Amaya, Danganronpa Ultimate Roboticist, was my first completely developed OC, thought about reviving her tbh

— Ume, Bungou Stray Dogs OC, ran a family owned circus, had the ability to cast bodyguard sized nutcrackers, I loved her sm…possible revival?

— Taiyō, Bungou Stray Dogs OC, Ume’s son, he was shaped after that chubby clown dolls that play music, had the ability to teleport on the dot by poking his nose three times in a row, first gay OC too he was my baby boy,,,possible revival

— Whisper, Dark Fantasy Scarecrow hybrid thing, was originally just a scarecrow bunny Halloween costume pair with my bf who had the bull scarecrow but we decided to turn them in characters, never got far with it tbh she has potential im just lazy as fuck GFGDHDGXGF

[make-me-imagine]

Hi!! First off, I want to say congratulations on your milestone, you deserve all those followers and so many more!! I’d like to pretty please ask for ships for the MCU and Pirates of the Caribbean?? I have no gender preference!!

A little about me:

Personality-wise, I’m an INFP (Mediator), a Ravenpuff, and my character color is pink. I kind of cycle between being super upbeat and bubbly and being quieter (I’m only semi-verbal a lot of the time), but either way, I always try to be kind and a good listener. I’m also very loyal to my family and friends, and I will do anything to make them feel happy and safe, even if I do sometimes tend to be too much of a people pleaser. My main love language is physical touch, but I also love being praised when I do something well.

As for hobbies, I spend most of my time either reading or writing fanfiction (and sometimes original short stories), listening to music, and watching movies or TV shows. I mostly like all kinds of music, but I’m not really the biggest fan of rap. I’m also really into true crime podcasts, specifically My Favorite Murder. I also have a love for older TV shows, such as M*A*S*H and The A-Team, as well as all the Marvel and DC movies and TV shows. I’m also a pretty decent singer, at least depending on who you ask. I really love books, and my ultimate career goal is to be a librarian (although if you asked me my absolute dream job, the answer would be a voice actor).

As for what I look for in a partner, I think I just want someone who respects me and will listen to me, someone who I can talk to about anything, someone who will love me at my best and at my worst and be equipped to comfort me when I’m not doing well - and of course I’d do the same thing for them!!

Hopefully that’s enough for the ship, but if it’s not, just let me know and I can send in something more! Thanks in advance for the ship, and I hope you’re doing well!! 🖤🖤🖤

Thank you! <3

I hope you like them :)

MCU:

I ship you with Bucky!

Bucky is very caring and loving, and would know exactly how to treat you and care for you. He doesn't need to be in constant conversation, and loves just lounging around, arm wrapped around you as you just sit together.

You two often have movie nights, or lounge while watching your favorite shows. Usually you have snacks or order-out.

If he over-hears you singing, he instantly has a smile on his face. He loves hearing you and thinks you sound great. Whenever you write original stories, he is always proud of you and always wants to read them (if you let him).

He adores your bubbly personality and appreciates your more reserved side. He is always comfortable around you no matter what.

Headcanon: You have the ability of voice mimicry (you can mimic any noise/voice)

Runner Up Ship: Sam Wilson

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Potc:

I ship you with Will

Will is a very kind and caring individual. He is protective over those he loves, so he will always be there when you need him.

He loves your stories, and enjoys hearing you sing. He loves nothing more than sitting with you and staring up at the sky, or talking about your lives.

If anyone tries to misuse your kindness, he will step in and protect you. He never allows anyone to over-use your kindness, and wants you to know your worth.

Will loves physical touch, and is not shy in telling you how he feels about you.

Runner Up Ship: Elizabeth

[happilyeverafter199]

Possible story ideas

Just for fun, I’d like to share some plot ideas that I might someday turn into books. If I ever make it as an author, boy do I have some stories to share.

- IVAN: A science-fiction/ romance story about a girl who finds a missing guy named Ivan. According to him, he’s been turned into a haft- robot by his captors to be used as a weapon of war and is now on the run from them.

- Double Brother Trouble: A modern Jekyll and Hyde science-fiction story.

- Peter and the Wolf: Just a dark twist of the tale with Peter being a werewolf hunter.

- Magic Treehouse: A future story where Jack and Annie are grown-up and estranged until they’re brought together for one last adventure.

- Miles to Heaven: A romantic drama about Miles, a 17-year-old who was murdered and his spirit tries to help his best friend and his girlfriend find his killer while at the same time he befriends a female ghost who had been murdered by the same person who killed Miles.

- Junie B. Jones: Can you imagine how her life would be in high school?

- The Playboy’s Lounge Murder: A crime romance where Detective Mila is called upon a murder that took place at a night club her playboy ex-boyfriend works at. And to make matters worse, she is now is charge with keeping him safe from the killer. Yeah, that’s not awkward at all.

- Marin: A romantic comedy about a modern re-telling of the Little Mermaid where the gender roles are switched. This time, a human girl finds a hot and naïve merman who wants to explore the world above.

- Penny: Another romantic comedy about a Tooth Fairy in training who falls in love with a heartbroken dentist.

- The Lost Continent: An adventure story based on the theme park Islands of Adventure in Universal Florida.

- Color in the Black and White: A romance between a new high school student named Grayson who always wears black and white clothes due to his dull personality. But then he meets Iris, a cheery and optimistic girl who loves color and happiness and is willing to bring more of that into Grayson’s life.

- Ocean’s Amazons: In a crew of female pirates, the first mate unexpectedly finds love with their prisoner, the son of the Cuban governor who longs for an adventure. It’s basically Pirates of the Caribbean but with female pirates.

What do you guys think?

[izzytown]

update,

the movie is over and the lounge outside is still open but they’ve left the projector on the main menu screen for the 2003 film pirates of the caribbean: curse of the black pearl for thirty minutes now

why won’t they turn the main menu screen off. is it to add to the ambience? or simply because of laziness?

[silenttthill]

Teeth behind sealed lips chew peeling skin as I wait for your hand to move from its vacant position on your chest. I’m on my side, my right leg is over yours crossed and I’ve been stroking the closest limb I can find with it for half an hour.

God do you even like me?

Crossing your arms falls into the negative body language category and I’m feeling very negative right now with your lounging hands. I’m pretty sure everyone born past 1995 has seen Pirates of the Caribbean, even my little nephew knows who Johnny Depp is so there’s no way you are finding this that interesting. If you want to keep your hands to yourself that bad then fine. I slide my leg off, scoot back two inches from your left side and hide my right hand that drops behind my back to pinch the fat of my skin tightly.

God you are driving me insane. Trying to not let my annoyance show, my foot shakes back and forth. I think you’re asking me some stupid question about what I order at Taco Bell in efforts to fill the empty space that jack sparrow cannot. I knew you didn’t like me, I’m surprised you even showed up. I wouldn’t like me either, some days I feel like a cookie that busted and puffed out of its small mold. I can feel you looking at me now so I tell you and scoot closer an inch. It’s such a dumb question but I find it too endearing to ignore. Knowing someone’s obscure menu order from a fast food chain carries more intimacy than you’ve give me since meeting.

God do you even like me ?

To ask such a thing of me when you don’t even care to be near me. I’m tired of always making the move first, at least once I want a you to show me that you want this before I do. I should have never slung my leg over in the first place, you never like forward girls. Is my hair flat or maybe these shorts don’t make my ass look big enough. That hand moves from your chest to my top stacked knee saving me from any more self depreciation and making me feel like I just did a two foot line of coke.

Thank god.