#whats the jay chip ship called? do they even have one????

[chip-and-the-bastards]

Ok I'm starting a petition to change polypirates/albatrio from being the albatrio nickname because albatrio is also the platonic tag and pokypirates it boring and I don't like it

So like. Anyone got any ideas?

My first thought was "well what can we add to fish and chips that's related to Jay?" And immediately got seagull. Which kinda fits with albatross? So maybe seagull trio? Or seabird trio or smth? Idk lmao

[wasyago]

episode 110 spoilers

just like, random thoughts and stuff, mostly bits that i remembered

i sat down to write this i forgot everything oh my god--

in chip's flashback. the black rose pirates following the king to the big sakura tree, and arlin holding baby chip's hand. this. the cutest shit ever, i think i almost cried at the image of this big badass group of pirates and this itty bitty child led gently by his hand. even if i didn't cry before i sure will right now, baby chip you're so dear to me...

QUEEN! they didn't remember anything aughhhhh 😭😭😭😭 and their and chip's little talk about how they're going to put the pieces together :( and their hug :(

whatever drey, finn and earl are doing on the ship... like, what? hello? glad they're having fun tho lol. also wait hold on a second. how did drey answer the call? i mean, probably with his leg or something, if i had to guess. or maybe finn held it up for him. not sure if finn is at it enough to be able to answer the shell by himself, so earl and drey are the only ones who can actually use it. and seing how earl is in a... predicament. hm.

jay saying that when she looks at gillion she sees family. AUGHHHHHHHHHH AUGH AUGH OUGH jay ferin i love you. and this is so important to me not only because like hell yes they're more than friends they're a family, but also for jay of all people, considering her relationship with her blood tied family and how complicated her relationship with this word is.

also girl please do something about your leg, im begging you. the bone is visible, this shit is not going to heal up by itself. i dont know how you're still limping around this must hurt so bad. i guess adrenalin maybe, but still. at least get some bandages or something, i don't know... what is it with jay and her legs actually. she fell off a roof in edison kingdom and landed on a piece of metal that fucked up her leg, and now this.

oh my god niklaus, how could i forget about my babygirl. i mean, what can i say i love this guy. i dont know how many times ive relistened to his intro song, but definitely more than i should've... um. there was a lot of big important lore that i don't have the brain capacity to process rn.... i want to say that niki is the nameless prince and/or the thing trapped in the hole in the sea. because he can only interact with one person at a time by inviting them to his pocket dimension (even with jay it was said that the time around her stopped while she was talking with niklaus), implying that niki is trapped somewhere and this is the only constricted way he can interact with the world. and to answer chip's questions he said he wants freedom more than anything, again implying that right now he doesn't have this freedom. which makes sense, right? but then, the big bad thing was supposedly trapped thousands of years ago (i think?), but niklaus was a world famous pirate lord not so long ago and not trapped anywhere, so.....? idk im probably missing something. can't for the life of me find the moment where they read the nameless prince book so like, whatever.

that moment where jay talked to chip about how she thinks its all her fault and she should've just gave up her arm and leg. and how chip reassures her....... them 🥺🤲 kind of inspired by that post abt chip and jay i reblogged earlier, but these two talking about their emotions and feelings is so dear to me. just, being human with each other and opening up. gill is great ofc, but i feel like for these two its much easier to talk to each other to feel understood and heard. i love them.....

chip is still very much dead and probably won't be resurrected any time soon, so... hooray new undead chip design! but also oh my god my poor boy... forever 19... (also charlie and condi being surprised that chip is only 19. yeah </3) my poor guy my poor baby, he sounds so beaten and depressed in the beginning of the episode, its just breaking my heart qwq...

star and zamia <333 hehe

chip trying to marry igneous. lol. darling chill out, you just got out of one unsuccessful marriage and it didn't teach you anything, you're dead, you're only 19, you've known this guy for like, 2 days? don't get me wrong, godspeed to chip, but cmon man take him out to dinner first or something

and uhhh. the end, that's all i got

[saltielena]

double posting but i HAVE to get this conversation i had with one of my friends last night out into jrwiblr

listen. we all like /r ships!! or at least tolerate them. but. god damnit i prioritize good friendship building

immediately riptide comes to mind because yeah i do love fnc romantically but god damnit theyre best friends. these two things can coexist, but if i had to choose, id absolutely hope they had a fucking banger friendship.

i think i treasure just albatrios friendship alltogether. im a jay ferin enjoyer (and if you arent youre WRONG) and i fucking adore her dynamic with these two equally loser guys. her dynamic with chip means so much to me (it reminds me of me and my found sibling. albatrio is us and our other one fr fr!!!) and im SO tired of people sleeping on it. im also a navyseal enjoyer 💪💪 /p or /r

and i wanna say that a lot of fandoms minimize characters in ships to just that: part of a ship. i fucking hate it

people act like lizzie has no character outside of pistolwhip. i love her cringefail strong lady autism. cocme on.

this is a problem i see with a lot of fandoms, not just jrwi, and tumblr does their best to avoid doing this but i still!!1!! god

every jrwi character in any campaign does have a distinct personality by themselves, and im always going to advocate for people to see it. these characters are all fucking masterfully written and played. im so glad jrwi characters dont just have two personality traits and call it a day (though ive seen a lot of people say this about them which??? where is that coming from).

i mean, i just really prefer a ship to Add to a character than Be their character. (tangent: i am a horror movie fan. ive watched tons of slashers. if you write horror. do not make this mistake. do not be final destination 3.) any relationship between characters, friendly, romantic, hostile, anything. should not be their only personality trait. and jrwi does this shit perfectly

i love every character individually first, but its hard to not love them as groups aswell. i mean for fucks sakes the campaigns DEPEND on them being teams because its fucking dnd, but its the characters in a vacuum that really makes me love them.

i dont just love timothy rand for being part of nbr. i love him because hes a paranoid, stupid autism boy who is so hung up on his past it literally fucking tries to kill him. i love dakota cole because he wants to believe the world is naturally good, because he wants people to have a chance, and because hes so fucking relatable to an autistic audience. i love peter sqloint because hes a nerdy guy collecting rocks and his “only character motivation” was finding a log for his pet lizard. i love jay ferin because shes carving her own path, learning to live for others instead of survive, and fighting for what she really fucking believes in.

this even applies to npcs. every fucking jrwi character ive seen so far is endearing as hell and thats so important to me. theyre all distinct in their own ways and its taking over my brain.

tldr: jay ferin 💪💪

[chipsonthemenu]

tell me about your headcanons!!

EHEWHEEHHE HI AURORA THANK YOU FOR LETTING ME YELL

okay so basic list stuff:

chip: he/him transmasc greyaroace bi and has. some sort of back problems. also his pinkie that i keep forgetting about! also adhd too bro has 0 attention span /pos

jay: she/they transfem bisexual and BBBAD KNEE....thought she had this in canon but i might be mixing them up with mari omori.....occasional mobility aids that ollie helped her decorate :3

gil: any pronouns agender aroace but is very down for qprs. autism as hell <3 also probably other stuff i cant think of rn OH GLASSES GIL FR

ollie: THEY/THEM GENDERQUEER UNLABELLED SCREAMING IT FROM THE ROOFTOPS THE LITTLE BOY THE KEEP ONNTHE SHIP IS A GENDERNEUTRAL TERM DO YOU SEE MY VISION. also probably needs glasses. to me. and heavily adhd n autism

drey: they/them nb unlebelled nblm. gots their arms yk 👍 also kinda strikes me at nd in some way fight me on this

gryffon: okay. hear me out. they/he/she nb panromantic asexual. please. do you see my vision. also their arm and autism. gryffon is autism do you hear me.

finn: he/she genderfluid pansexual bro is a whore. also love the idea of fully mute finn and she is autism as FUCK DO YOU HEAR MEEEE

earl: nobody escapes from my queerness beam not even earl. he/him cismasc bisexual. bad back bad knees uses a cane. old man shit but also he hits people with the cane and uses it when making juice sometimes. ollie put fruit stickers all over it once and he actually kinda likes it but will never say that

queen: MY LOVE. MY ONE AND ONLY. ANY PRONOUNS PANGENDER AROACE. THEY HAVE AUTISM AND TICS (IM BLANKING ON WHAT THATS CALLED) AND STRIKES ME AS SOMEONE WHO NEEDS MOBILITY AIDS BUT I DONT KNOW WHAT FOR. XE ARE JUST LIKE ME FR AND I LOVE HER WITH EVERYTHING IN MY BEING

lizzie: she/her transfem lesbian. shit vision not jusy due to her eye but just in general. refuses to wear glasses

caspian: they/he libramasc achillean demisexual :) sssooooo many jrwi characters strike me as mobility aid users despite me not being one and caspian is no exceptionnnnnnn to this

john: sorry bee but. he/him cismasc VERY VERY GAY. MARSHALL JOHN IS A MAN LIKER. ALSO VERY AUTISM AND ADHD

niklaus: throwing in motherfucker too because i do have stuff. she/they/lun/he transfem genderfluid bisexual. thats it

i thibk thats everyone i wanted to yell about lmk OH FUCK ALPHONSE

alphonse: dont care. doing the silly. it/they/he agender aroace i do not care if they are the boat now it deserved better and he gets my headcanons

okay thats everyone i think thank you for letting me scream <3

LIED. LIED SO BAD.

jaz: JASMINE DRAAAAKE <3 he/they transmasc gay with autism and why do i see him having a prosthetic arm. no idea why okay i think thats ACTUALLY everyone now

edyn: she/e cisfem sapphic HOW DID I ALMOST FORGET HERRRRR

ensa: omg her. they/she transfem nb lesbain asexual. got her prosthetic leg and probably adhd

kira: SHE/THEY TRANSFEM SAPPHIC KIRA IS A WOMAN KISSER mwa love her

okay. goodbye fr this time i promise

wait no i wanna do the apoth crew too as an apotheosis enjoyer

peter: they/he transmasc demiboy with so much autism that likes men. also probably post-campaign cane user the shit they went through can fuck someone up

rumi: any pronouns genderfluid pansexual. there is some sort of thing i think they have (i dont think its imposter syndrome) but its something about never actually seeing herself because changeling shit yk idk

thanatos: it/they unlabelled :) doesnt need labels doesnt want em :)

OKAY. I THINK THATS IT FUCK EXANDROTH RESPECTFULLY OKAY WAHOO HOPE YOU ENJOYED MY UNGODLY LONG POST

[fizzyorange-v2]

fuck I’ve gotta go to sleep now I have CLASSES but FUCK man lord forgive me for my gillion tidestrider fixation but that moment after the electrodon is dead (mostly at the expense of all gil’s smite and energy) and he’s helped pull chip out of its maw as it explodes and he’s swam to save jay and ollie and alphonse from drowning and he’s teleported or carried them all back to the sinking ship and he manages to use healing on them all despite the fact he’d used basically all his magic up killing the goddamn thing and he himself has only 2 hp remaining and alphonse doesn’t wake up. and alphonse doesn’t wake up.

that moment after the healing works on jay and ollie but alphonse doesn’t fucking wake up and gillion has used all his spell slots to kill the fucking beast and gillion only has 2 hp remaining and the ship gillion carried all of them back to is sinking sinking sinking and the healing isn’t fucking working on alphonse

and so gillion says tell me what’s wrong and i’ll fix it jay (jay what do you really want? and just tell me, so i can fight for it) and gillion will fix this (he will fight for this) he will find a way to heal his crew member tell me what’s wrong and i’ll fix it because surely gillion has broken enough things lately surely this can’t be something else that is beyond repair that gillion can’t fucking fix just like jay’s inventions just like the conch shell just like edyn’s distance-trust-faith in him just like the elder’s blessing and training and his whole damned prophecy it can’t and

so there he is about to start desperately ripping into alphonse’s wiring and then chip stops him.

chip interrupts, chip calls out gil! this ships going down is there something you can do about keeping us afloat—? and it’s this fucking moment. It’s this moment where gillion stands surrounded by his crew, his friends, his family; one of who still needs to be fixed, the others all no more than 5 hp from the brink, 2 of which only still breathing because he found more healing to give after using all of his magic to kill the beast that destroyed half of the ship that they stand on the ship that is home the ship that is still fucking sinking and chip with his single hp asks gillion to help keep them afloat and gillion stammers.

he stammers. this moment. you can see the panic and the stress and how overwhelmed he is how torn into billion directions he is because he’s the one they need to stop the ship from sinking but he’s also the only who can fix this (see: risk himself to “recharge” alphonse (no matter the fact he also only has 2 fucking hp)) and he can’t let alphonse sink either.

and god. this moment where chip asks gil to keep them afloat and gillion stammers and stutters and scrambles and hesitates even just for a few seconds, this moment, you can see played so clearly: it is and shows the true extent of the burden gillion bears. the true weight of the burden crashing down on him as he tries to be strong enough to carry it, to hold it all up, to hold them all up, to make sure no one sinks, to make sure they all stay afloat.

and in this moment as he stammers and doubts and fears i knew already he would fall back into old habits, the only way he was raised and trained, the only way he knows how to save everyone, how to bear it — by immediately sacrificing himself and hoping he’ll finally give give give enough to fix everything.

and who would’ve guessed. he doesn’t hesitate for a second more. off to be the literal conduit to save someone’s life he goes, as the ship keeps sinking sinking sinking behind him.

i hope for everyone’s sake it is enough, of course, because i adore alphonse (and so does every single person in that crew) and the idea of losing him is unbearable. of course i hope this fixes it, of course i hope this is somehow enough to shock the helmsman back to life. but i deeply fear what will happen to gil when one day, inevitably, he just doesn’t have enough to give and he can’t kill the beast in time and he can’t fix everything and he can’t save everyone and no amount of sacrifice is enough.

sometimes you can’t keep everyone afloat at once. sometimes you can’t hold an entire ship together with nothing but strength and will. sometimes you can’t just drown yourself to stop someone else from sinking.

[kagayakukagavaku]

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[rumiracle-whip]

Ayva dreaded drifting off to sleep that night.

She knew full well what Vice Admiral Kuba Kinta could do. She's seen it. Seen how slowly and horrifically it kills, seen how it's victims are driven to insanity before falling asleep one last time. Some say that their death is just one endless nightmare.

And still they threw themselves in front of Chip. They took the blow instead of him, perhaps because they knew what it could do, and they couldn't bear to see him go through that.

The slash marks on her side oozed and ached. She couldn't sleep. She knew what waited for her in her dreams, but the tea Earl had given them to help with the pain made their limbs feel heavy, and the gentle rocking of the ship was so soothing.

Just a few minutes couldn't hurt.

"Ayva! Look at this cool rock I found!" A familiar voice called. Kira was standing ankle deep in a creek, a greenish stone shining between her bone white fingers, she could have only been about ten.

"Well I can find a cooler one." Jay said indignantly, kneeling in the grass by the shore. The sound of her voice unleashed a flurry of emotions within Ayva's chest. She missed her so much, it hurt, oh god it hurt. She was here now, just for a moment she was here and everything was alright. They ran over and hugged their sister, bare feet catching dewdrops, their arms not yet marred by a Navy uniform. They were younger, freer, everything was right again.

Jay returned her embrace, seeming confused at the sudden display of affection. "What's wrong Ayva? I'm right here..." Her voice trailed off and suddenly they felt her grip tighten on their back, fingernails digging into their skin and she hung on desperately.

When she spoke a cascade of seawater and blood and rot flowed out of her mouth. Her skin turned clammy and eaten away in places where the low things on the sea floor got to her. Her wet hair stuck to Ayva's face and neck and smelled of salt and death. "Where were you? W- why weren't you there? You could have saved me....why...why...why?"

If Ayva knew what to say in response the words would not have left her throat. She let herself be still, wrapped in the arms of her sister's corpse. The seawater around them kept rising higher and higher, making her eyes sting with it's stench. She might have let herself drown too, if a hand didn't shake her awake and hold a bowl of water to her lips.

They drank eagerly, their throat felt scraped raw. They hadn't even realized they've been screaming. Gillion asked them if they were alright and held a hand to their forehead, but despite how much she wanted to answer she couldn't. Instead she just wrapped herself back in her blanket and tried to ignore the searing pain in her side until the sun rose.

They held on to Gillion's hand for the rest of the night, let it be a lifeline. Lull themselves into a false sense of comfort with the sound of his muttered words and the way he traced the scars on the back of their hand with his thumb.

She didn't know how to tell him it would only get worse.

[faithfully-yours]

When The War Starts In My Heart

Fandom : Just Roll With It

Ship : None

Summary : he had done many things for his goddess. move, fight, work. But this? Why did it have to be this?

Warnings : Blood, death mention

Notes : silly little idea I got from Curses.

Imagine Fortune teller Gillion.

A kid who got away from the elders, but managed to be chosen by the moon goddess anyway.

Who started seeing the future, but hid his gift until he couldn't anymore. Until he was powerful enough that he didn't need to.

"Next!"

His voice called out as the couple left the tent. They didn't leave particularly happy, but they left.

Gillion didn't love doing public events like this, but he needed enough money to get off island, and being a chosen one didn't exactly pay well. Hold for experience of course.

The next three walked into his small tent, and he smiled at them.

A tall boy with for tattoos, a girl with deep red hair, and a women with more weapons then he'd ever seen in one room.

Well this'll be an interesting reading.

"Are all of you getting read or-"

They boy shakes his head. "Just me and Lizzie, we were hoping Jay could stand in her though."

The girl with red hair, Jay, nodded. "Right, how much does this cost?"

"Three gold a person."

Chip just about died, but the women Gill assumed was Lizzie payed and they sat down.

"Here's how this works. I get out my tarot cards, and put my candle near me, along with this bowl of ash and bones. Depending on what happens when the session starts with decide what I use got it?"

Chip and Lizzie nod, and Gillion puts his hands, palm down, on the table.

He feels the feel of burn behind his eyes immediately, and his eyes roll back into his head.

His whole body feels like he's on fire.

Chip expected a lot of things when he decided to go to a fortune teller when the ship stopped for repairs. A scam being the prevailing thought in his mind.

This was not one of the many things he prepared himself for.

The Triton's body convulsed slightly. His eyes rolling back into his head until only his whites were visible.

Jay let out a small gasp and Gillion turned to her.

His eyes seem to glow. He clumsily stands up, as if he's not used to moving. It doesn't even seem like it is him anymore.

"You, the chosen one- My chosen one." Blood slowly drops from his nose as Gill grabs Jay's chin. "A death? No no no." He backs up, tripping over his own feet, "That won't that- mortals always messing up my-"

He falls backwards back into his chair as his eyes go back to normal.

Gillion lets out a shuddering breath.

"What was that?" Jay asks, looking at him warily.

"Uh, a goddess spoke through me." Gillion answers in a small voice as he clumsily shuffles through his tarot deck. "She, I don't know."

"She said I would-"

"Die, yes. Telling you that could have already changed that fate but we'll see." He takes the first three cards of the deck, sets them down, and flips them over.

He stares at them for a minute before letting out a groan. "No."

The candle in front of him flickers as if saying yes.

"What does it say?" Chip asks, and Lizzie leans forward.

"It wants me- She wants me to protect you, Jay. She wants you alive."

Chip slaps his knees and stands up. "Great! Well come on then, out ship is just a short walk away!"

...

"What?"

[lizzie-and-chip-swap-au]

11. Back Again, Back Again.

Ao3 Link || Part Ten • Part Twelve • Fic Masterpost ><><>< Chip sat, for the second time in 24 hours, staring at a stranger. Elizabeth looked down at him through the bars of the ship’s cell… only, she wasn’t Elizabeth. He could see that now. This was some weird, tired, adult with scars burned into her hands and coal in her eyes instead of wild sparks. This was “Lizzie,” with her new crew and new family, and new twisted ideas about the world.

He averted his eyes to the door that Gillion and Jay had just closed. He sneered at it, jealousy spiking as he imagined the two intruders huddled on the other side. Prying bastards.

Lizzie walked over to the cell door. She hesitated before opening it, her eyes flashing to Chip in alert calculation. It was such a small moment, a minuscule splinter of dithering, but it tore through his ego; all the elation he’d been filled with soured into sores. He’d been wanting this, hadn’t he? A chance to talk to her again, to make her listen, to apologize, even. But now she was in front of him and he had nothing to say. He couldn’t stand to look at her, much less convince her of anything. In just that split second of fear from Lizzie, his silver tongue had completely rusted.

  Lizzie stood rigid and awkward over him, looming despite her placating expression. Several moments passed with nothing but the creek of the ship. Chip determinedly stared at a patch of the floor.

  “Chip… I—“

  “WHY?” He burst out before she could finish.  

  Lizzie just looked at him. He couldn’t read her expression.  

  Chip tried his best to hold his tongue, to throw up his mask and smirk and act like everything was fine, but the dam had already burst. His face twisted against his will into sincere emotional cascade. “Why are you doing this?” He was asking the world itself more than he was Lizzie. Her stupid crew was on the other side of the door, they could probably hear him stating to cry.

  Holy shit, A detached part of him thought to himself, somewhat amazed. How long has it been since I’ve cried?

  “I don’t understand it,” he rabbled on without acknowledging Lizzie’s confused face. “Why do I want to hate you? Why can’t I hate you? I was so close, it would have been so much easier, but then I saw you again. The real you. MY you. I’ve been looking for it ever since we met again but you just weren’t there but then… When you laughed with them, when you called them idiots with nothing but fondness on your face, it was like ‘oh, there she is.’ But you looked at me and you turned into a complete stranger. Why can’t I have you back? Why are you only yourself for them?”

  “Chip—“

  “NO.” He covered his ears like a child. “Don’t you call me that! This isn’t real. I don’t want it to be real.”

  The truth of the words stung like nettles in his mouth. Did he actually wish Elizabeth had died? No. No of course not, he just wished he’d never met her. He wished still had plausible deniability.  Tears were streaming down his face now. He could feel something inky boiling in his empty socket. He wanted to run. He needed to run far away from here—from her —as possible.

  “Why are you the one they would have wanted? How can you be someone Arlin would be proud of? Why did you have to come back? Why did you have to make me care again? Why are you so...” he growled, shoving his face into his hands. His head pounded from a mixed assault of hangover and indescribable emotion. “Why are you so squeaky and shiny and PERFECT?”

  “CHIP!” Lizzie grabbed his hands, yanking them away from his head and holding them up in hers. “I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT I’M DOING.”

  Chip looked up. His eyes were met with a suddenly familiar face; not Elizabeth’s, but his own. A reflection of worry, stress, and the unknown he’d buried deep long ago stared into him. There was something else inside that he'd forgotten about, courage. 

  Not apathy, not acting, not detachment, but real and honest bravery.

  She was still here. He was still here. He knew how to keep going. No matter what hit him, he'd always keep going. And to be here today, to meet him, she must have too.

  A small giggle spilled out of his lips, eyes still stinging. "Can I tell you a secret?" He whispered, looking down at his hands in hers. "Neither do I."

  “What does that matter?” Lizzie asked. “You aren’t supposed to know anything. You’re just out here having fun, living your life.”

  “Is that jealousy?”

  “Yes,” Lizzie said flatly. Then she looked surprised as if she had just barely heard her own words. “You know what? Yeah! I am jealous. I’m tired, Chip.”  Her voice was getting louder and stronger like she was excited to be saying this. “I don’t want to be squeaky or perfect. I wanna be a kid again. I wanna be a bastard!” She laughed and shook her head. “I can’t though. I won’t. You’ve somehow made that easier and harder.”

  Chip’s faint smile slipped from his lips. he pulled away from her, his eyes once again finding the ground. “Arlin would be proud of you. The Captain, too.”

  “You know, I have to thank you. I’ve spent so long beating myself up, panicking,  spiraling, but I could’ve been so much worse.”

  She nudged him as if she was playing, but her tone was stretched taut, like the sting of a bow that was aching to fire.

  He frowned, not breaking away from her sharp eyes. “I’m sorry,” he strained out. 

  “I bet you are.” Lizzie shook her head. She laughed to herself. Then she dropped it into her hands. “Man. What am I gonna do?”

  There was silence for a moment

  “I hate you,” she muttered.

  Chip stayed silent. He pulled his legs in closer, pushing his eyes against his knees as if the darkness would comfort him.

  “I think I actually hate you.” She laughed again.

  Why do you say that like you’re surprised? Despite himself, Chip found some bittersweetness in the caustic words. Were you really holding out for me this whole time?

  He snuck a peak. Lizzie had her face buried as well, her shoulders were shaking.

  “I don’t know why!” She was still laughing. “And I don’t know why not. How could you, Chip? HOW?”

  He swallowed hard; it was like downing a lump of nettles. “I-I don’t know…”

  A creek and shuffle brought his face fully from his knees. Lizzie had abruptly stood up. She was turned away from him, facing the wall with her arms folded. “Lofinlot,” she said. “For starters.”

  It was like a match had been dropped. Chip’s whole face ignited in a bright and burning sensation. He couldn’t recognize the feeling at first, it had been so long since he cared. He was soaked head to toe in feverish, genuine shame.

  “The worst parts aren’t even the things you’ve done, you know that? It’s who you ARE. It’s what you enjoy, what you want. All I can think to ask myself is, how could you end up like this?” BAMN. Lizzie punched the wall. She whirled back around, her face as red as his.  “DAMN IT, CHIP. HOW?”

  Chip flinched backward. He’d seen Lizzie go through every emotion in the past few days; she’d been relieved, ecstatic, downright forlorn, and ashamed. The layers had been peeled back slowly like hard candy. Now they were at the center: fury.

 Chip’s eyes shot back to hers. His mouth was open, but words stalled on his tongue. “I…”

  “You what?”

  Chip’s throat was dry as a desert. He tried to swallow again but only rasped down air. “Ar—“ was all he managed to get out. He took a breath and tried again, “Arlin…”

  “Don’t,“ Lizzie began quietly, but Chip shook his head.

  He closed his eyes, trying to stable himself against the floodgates he’d opened. It had to come out eventually, might as well be here and now. Might as well be with Elizabeth.

  “When the Midnight Rose went down and those things were after us, everything was shaking. It was like the whole world was turning sideways. I remember getting knocked off my feet and then, there was the railing and the ocean and my skin was stinging and my head was spinning—“ he stopped before he lost himself completely in the memory. “And then Arlin had me. He could’ve pulled himself up but—“

 “But he didn’t.” 

Chip slowly shook his head. “No, of course, he didn’t.”

There was silence. 

“I know why. Obviously, I know why he saved me instead of himself, but I can’t… I can’t think of it as the right choice, no matter how hard I try. I used to hate him for it, just a little. Now I’m only angry. At least, I think I’m angry. I mean, what was I supposed to do? I was 12! I couldn’t save anyone. I couldn’t do anything but hang on… I just wanted to feel good about myself again. I survived! I had everything figured out! It was all, I don’t know, justified somehow. Because that’s just how the world worked. I was HAPPY, Elizabeth. I was so sure I was happy being free and then you… then met you again I realized… I-I have no idea where I was going with this. I’m sorry.”

  Lizzie still didn’t make a noise. Chip huddled further into himself, the quiet hanging over him like a guillotine. He needed to get out of here. He needed to go back to his cowardly, blissful ignorance. He needed this whole 48 hours to have never happened. He found himself standing. “I’ll stay out of your way,” he mumbled. “I promise.”

  “Wait.” Lizzie grabbed his sleeve before he could open the gate. He looked back. Something unreadable was swimming in her eyes. “Chip, I need you to know that I’m glad you’re alive.” 

She pulled herself to her feet, still holding his wrist, leaning over him at her full height. She wrapped her arms around him. 

It made him feel small. He thought he was so big, so tough, so strong—and he was—but here his big sister was, still bigger than him. You’re nineteen. Her words slipped into his head. 

 It was a gentle embrace, nothing like the excited grip they shared yesterday when he squeezed her like she was going to disappear into thin air. This time, it was soft and real. Something about it felt mature. They weren’t those kids from the Black Rose Pirates reuniting, they were the Millennium Captain and Lizzie the rebellion leader meeting each other for the first time. It felt good, to be real with her. 

“I’m glad you’re alive too, Lizzie.”

  “Heh. Feels weird to have you call me that.”

“Bad weird?”

“No,” she pulled away, rubbing at the leftover emotion splotches on her face. “No, it doesn’t feel bad at all."

>< Outside, Jay and Gillion waited by the door. At first, they had both anxiously huddled close to the wood, ready to jump into action at a moment's call, but as time went on they mellowed out. They couldn’t make out what was being said but the timbre of the conversation was clearly extremely personal.

It was Gillion who first decided that it was not their place to know exactly what was being said. Jay had remained impelled to keep listening but gave into the truth of Gillion’s philosophy, accepting that any information she gleaned wouldn’t feel good to have. 

So, the two sat in the hall by the steps, waiting. 

“GUYS!” John came barreling down the steps of the ship, moving like a human cannonball. Gillion stood up immediately, ready and attentive, while Jay finally tore her eyes from the jail room door.

“Guys,” he panted, barely able to stop in time before running into the wall. “I need Lizzie. And you. All of you. I think Ollie’s run away.”

[jimblejamblewritings]

where deserts meet oceans | part 1.

Summary: (Y/N) is Uma’s sister and dating Jay. When he leaves for Auradon, (Y/N) wonders if she’ll ever see her Prince Charming again, and if he was really worth it in the first place?

Pairing: Jay x reader

Word Count: 1.2k

Warnings: none

(Series Masterlist)

“Do you really have to go?” You were behind the counter at Ursula’s Fish and Chippe Shoppe.

Jay sat at the bar eating the food he had just ordered. Being your boyfriend, he was the only person in Mal’s gang that your sister allowed in the restaurant. Dating on the Isle was different to say the least so even Uma had to cave when she saw how you and Jay revolved around each other. It wasn’t like anything really done around the Isle.

“Why? Are you gonna miss me too much?” Jay flashed a million dollar smile.

“Who said I was going to miss you.” You stuck out your bottom lip and caved. “I’m going to miss you.”

“I’ll probably be back before you know it. Maleficent wants the wand. I swear that’s all I hear nowadays. We’ll be quick, grab the wand and go.”

“What if it takes longer? What if you don’t accomplish the mission? You’ll be in Auradon and I’ll just be here. On the Isle.”

“I’m not going to let that happen, take this.” Jay took his dark blue beanie off his head.

“But it’s like your prized possession.”

“I’ll get another one. It’s for you while I’m gone. I would’ve gotten a necklace but…”

You already knew the answer. You wouldn’t give up your shell necklace for anything. It was a gift to both you and Uma on your birthdays. She got hers on her eleventh and a year later you received it on your eleventh as well. Not even for Jay would you let anything else hang around your neck.

Jay leaned over the counter to put the beanie on you and kissed your nose before moving to your lips.

“I’ll come back. They said we could. I promise I’ll come back to see you.”

“Annndd you’ve overstayed your welcome. Get out my shoppe, loverboy.”

Uma had come by. She took his tray and the drink right out of his hand. Just cause she let him in didn’t mean he could be there forever. He wasn’t a part of the crew but more importantly he was a part of Mal’s gang.

“Alright, alright. I’m heading out. I’ll miss you (Y/N), I’m serious about coming back as soon as I can. See you later babe. See you later…”

He turned to Uma with a smug smile. You knew what was coming and you didn’t even try to stop it. “Shrimpy.”

Jay and Gil. Two of the only people who could ever fathom calling Uma Shrimpy and live to tell the tale. Jay kissed you one more time before running out of the store.

“If he wasn’t yours I swear,” Uma huffed.

You clutched the beanie on your head tight as the wind blew strongly. You were sitting on the top deck of Uma’s ship, looking out at Auradon, thinking of your last day with the Agrabah boy.

“You know he’s not coming back.”

“He’ll be back, Harry.”

“You should’ve just broke up with him, lass. Six months and I don’t think they’ve even give you a second thought.”

“Don’t you have a job from Uma?”

“Yeah… collecting you.”

Harry slung an arm around your shoulder and guided you off the ship and back towards the chip shoppe. The same way Uma tolerated Jay for you, you tolerated Harry for her. You liked the pirate but sometimes Harry Hook really got on your nerves, especially when he chose to remind you that Jay and the others still hadn’t returned to the Isle. You knew they couldn’t grab the wand, that they had turned towards a life of good but it was only a matter of time before they would come back to visit.

“There are plenty of nice boys on the crew ye know.”

“I don’t want a boy from the crew.”

“I know, lassie. You want your little gang boy.”

You rolled your eyes. Harry chose every chance to tease you about the crew. Everyone knew that if it wasn’t for Uma, you wouldn’t be with them. Your sister once offered you first mate but you refused, happily giving it up to Hook. Sailing, pirating in general, wasn’t your thing. You were absolute trash at it. You couldn’t even swab the deck properly.

If you could’ve been the little mermaid thing on the front of the ship, you would be. You held the official title of Crew Morale. There to boost spirits or generally remind everyone that they’re in Uma’s crew, a real family. Lately, as official morale, you weren’t having much morale. Maybe Harry was right. Maybe you should just get over Jay and find someone else.

You and Harry dropped your swords in the sword bucket by the door of the restaurant. It was a rule. No weapons in the shoppe. Even though you, Harry, and Gil were the only ones that could break that rule, you still followed it out of respect for your sister. Uma already had food ready for the both of you.

You turned on the TV to see an interview with Mal and Ben. Your hopes were killed when you saw it was just Mal, occasionally the other VKs would be shown on TV. But, today, it looked like you wouldn’t be seeing Jay’s face. Uma grabbed a spoonful of mashed potatoes off of Harry’s plate and threw it at the TV.

“Poser,” Uma said frustrated.

“Traitor! Let them have Bore-adon,” Harry yelled for encouragement, “I would love to wipe the smiles off their faces.”

“Gil? You want to quit choking down yolks and get with the program.” Uma turned to look at her third in charge.

“Yeah, what they said.”

You sighed as you ate a fry. Gil meant well, he really did, but the boy was just not with the program most of the time. If it wasn’t for his loyalty and strength, you were positive Uma would’ve kicked him out by now. But Gil had become like a brother.

“That traitor left us in the dirt. She gets to have a great time living it up in Auradon while the rest of us get still get their trash.” Uma seethed.

“Who turned her back on evil,” Harry chimed in.

“Who said you weren’t bad enough or big enough to be in her gang…”

Everyone stopped to look at Gil.

“What back when we were kids, remember? She dumped that chum on you called you Shrimpy and the name just stuck? No?”

“Gil.” You tried to save him. “Not now, dude.”

Gil shrugged and went back to his eggs.

“That snooty witch. Grabbed everything and ran while she left me nothing. Even took your boyfriend with her.”

Uma turned to you. For someone who hated Mal and her gang so much, Uma was fiercely protective of you and Jay. She never once blamed him for anything she blamed Mal for, knowing that it would hurt you. She was mad on your behalf for not seeing Jay in so long.

“No, she left you guys that sandbox.”

“Gil! I need you to stop talking.” This boy would get himself killed if you weren’t around.

“We should not be getting her leftovers. We’re gonna do something about that. Son of Hook, Son of Gaston, and us, Daughters of Ursula! What’s my name?”

“Uma,” Harry said in a low whisper as he took off his hat and kneeled to her.

“What’s my name?”  

“Uma?” Gil said more like a question.

“What’s my name?!”

You obliged your sister, she always had a slight flair for the dramatics. “Uma.”

(Part 2)...

[ralexsol]

hey guys hi so a friend recommended me a song just like 10 minutes ago and i immediately realized it was perfect for chip.

it’s called “ship in a bottle” by fin and i am going to explain why it fits chip.

so first of all it could very well be sung by jay or maybe just by a narrator, at the beginning of riptide. im leaning more towards jay because the singer mentions themself in the song multiple times but whatever.

song starts out 

You can fit everything you know In a bottle for you to show Pick your brain apart and put it in (pick your brain apart) And build it again with needles and pins

self-explanatory. chip spent his childhood with the black rose pirates, reconstructing it over and over again in his brain as the perfect time.

Everything you have earned is a ship With blue waves crashing into it But nothing can touch your happy thoughts anymore With your glass ceiling, walls, and floor

still on about the same thing. chip gets the big chipper after running away from price. he’s finally free, and he’s going to get the old crew back together. nothing can touch his fantasy, he truly believes that he can do it.

Sailing on a ship in a bottle Anchor all your thoughts to the bottom Pulling ropes and pulling your head back To see what is breaking the foremast You set sail alone, there is no crew No one on the deck who can help you This is all your own battle to win This is your ship, and you are the captain

jay is pointing out here that chip’s goal is starting to crumble. as time goes on, chip starts to get more attached to jay and gillion. he wants to stick with them, even though they weren’t part of the black rose pirates.

jay is telling chip that if he continues to sail alone, trying to get back something that doesn’t exist anymore, he’s going to lose chip and jay.

Oh, captain, let's make a deal Where we both say the things that we both really feel I feel scared and I'm starting to sink And I only sink deeper the deeper I think

here jay is starting to feel guilty about being a spy. she’s realizing that she also cares about her new friends. she wants her and chip to both be honest about their true intentions.

There are red spots under your eyes From when you cry into the sky Ocean waters rising above your neck You feel the glass start to crack

once again pointing out that chip is realizing that it’s never going to be the same as it was. it’s starting to get more painful.

Sailing on a ship in a bottle Water's leaking through holes in the bottom Flying flags of ships that have long since Sat at the floor of the sea, but in defense You set sail alone, there is no crew No one on the deck who can help you This is all your own battle to win This is your ship and you are the captain

chip’s goal is sinking. they finally have a chance, what with finding drey and the map, but again, it won’t be the same. the black rose pirates are long gone. jay is telling chip here that he knew that jay and gillion would rather him just stay with them, but he continued anyways. he kept trying to chase his fantasy.

Oh, captain, make up your mind Before the salt burns your eyes and you run out of time 'cause you're popping the cork, you get lost in your brain And you lose touch with all the things that made you feel sane

chip needs to make a choice. either the black rose pirates or the riptide pirates. he can’t have both. and if he tries to, he’ll only end up hurting everyone. and the longer he waits to make the decision, the more insane it’ll drive him. the more haunted he will become.

that’s all the verses and stuff, although i should mention that this post-chorus is repeated a lot:

Oh, captain, oh, captain, deal Oh, captain deal, oh, captain deal Oh woah

jay keeps on begging chip to make this deal with her, to admit what he really thinks. to hear that he cares about jay and gillion, and not just the black rose pirates. that he may even care about them more than his past crew.

so yeah i have feelings about this song and it hurts me A LOT

[kaesnpoint-art]

This is my art account but I really want to talk about this and most my JRWI stuff is here so here’s a ramble about Chip’s character:

You know I’m planning on doing a storyboard on episode 41 of riptide and I’m just listening to the audio over and over and the bit where Ollie goes

“Yeah my mother would not recognize me.”

Chip so broken, so barely holding on by a thread, so shaky just goes

“Yeah—no—I, uh...”

The way he’s wracked with guilt over all of this stuff and after listening to him talk about Arlin and being on the Black Rose Ship merely seconds before, part of my brain latched onto something that I don’t think Bizly intended but...

Man hearing Ollie talk about his mother who he hasn’t seen in so long and how she wouldn’t recognize what he looks like now. Can’t help but imagine Chip thinking about what Arlin would think of him now or if he would even recognize him.

Chip then thinking about how his only familial member also went fucking missing and he is still looking for him to this day. He’s able to sympathize so much more with Ollie’s mother, a woman he has never even met than Ollie in that moment and he pulls him into a hug because he calls this boy his son, he is wracked with guilt for doing what he did to him (I could get into how the compass being trusted to Ollie is like the coin being trusted to Chip when he was younger but I’m not gonna do that rn).

Chip is so critically aware in that moment of how much of a screw up he is. He realizes that he is not the type of person that people look up like he did with Arlin, at least in his own eyes. He is not nearly close to the image in his head of what it means to be a pirate and it’s clear from his interactions with Lizzie but Ollie just goes far enough to show it.

But the one line from that episode that HAUNTS ME that I’ve seen maybe one person talk about:

“I’m not a good captain I’m barely even a good person!”

This scene is such a good pivotal moment for Chip’s character and I haven’t said anything about it because I wanted to see how Bizly was gonna handle Chip from that point forward and so far I love it.

Chip is surrounded by Jay, a navy girl that he helped escape her shitty familial situation to help rebel against the navy and everything. She tags along with things he does for certain but also calls him out on his bullshit behavior which is something he brushes off most the time but also he goes back to Jay to almost have her call him out on his bullshit, seeing how far he can push until she tells him to quit it or just even better, stops caring about what he’s doing.

Then there’s Gillion Tidestrider, the pinnacle of goodness and heroics. Gil has challenged Chip from the start in a lot of different ways but definitely ideologically. They are always butting heads on what boundaries to cross and what not to, the way they handle enemies is the clearest definition of this. His good natured fishman who literally almost killed him wasn’t enough to have him take a look at his behavior completely though.

It takes this child being affected by HIS actions and recklessness, EXCLUSIVELY to finally say something he knew for a long time out loud.

But moving forward I love that Chip has been trying to play into more good things because deep down he IS A GOOD PERSON! He doesn’t like killing people, when thieving it is to ensure the least amount of damage to those less fortunate, he wants to help people who are hurt or sick. He is a good person at the end of the day but he FINALLY wants to try to lean into it.

The scene of him on the ship checking in on the sick in episode 42 I think it is melts my heart because he tries he really tries, when they make it to the city of steam and he immediately talks about stealing from the rich in order to help the orphanage because DUH chip is gonna care about kids. It makes me so happy that Chip is just being himself after seeing Elizabeth after so long and potentially irreversibly messing up Ollie.

I just appreciate the way Chip’s character is growing and how he’s getting better at being a captain and friend to Gil and Jay. All of the characters are coming to their own, Jay’s decisiveness is great too in recent sessions and Gillion kind of leaning into more mischievous activities are amazing things to see!!

Anyway I very much appreciate the growth and rp these boys are providing!

[fangirlfics]

Never Should’ve Let You Go (Harry Hook x reader)

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My first Harry Hook x reader!!! I don’t know if anyone’s even going to read this but it was fun to write. :)

summary: y/n returns to the Isle of the lost to help save Ben with the vk’s and Lonnie, she tries convincing Harry to go back with her with no success and after that she thinks that she’ll never see him again. Months later Harry successfully jumps through the barrier with Gil to find Auradon under a sleeping curse. 

word count: 2,314

 “Hey, can you pass me that book?” y/n asked Harry, he threw it to her watching as she packed for Auradon. y/n was one of the vk’s that had been chosen to attend Auradan prep-to say she was excited was an understatement. It was her dream to go there.

“You goin’ ta miss me lassie?” Harry asked with his infamous grin.

“Of course, who else is going to call me lassie?“ She asked, imitating his accent while saying the word ‘lassie’.

Harry chuckled before dropping his smile “How long is this goin ta last?” He asked. The truth was he was scared of being separated from y/n for so long-terrified even, she was one of the few things that made the isle more bearable-but he’d never admit it. He was too prideful. He was pretty sure that he was in love with her.

“It’s only for a little while.” She told him, getting closer to the boy. “There’s a plan to steal the fairy godmother’s wand and take down the barrier.” She whispered, “We’ll see each other soon.” 

“hmm” He thought, wrapping his arms around y/n pretending to think. “Ok, don’ you keep me waitin’ too long.” He told her resting his forehead against hers. He tried to kiss her but y/n pecked the corner of his mouth before backing up. “Always a tease.” He complained, making y/n laugh. 

“I’ll see you soon.” y/n said once more but before she could leave, Harry caught her wrist, pulling her back and planting his lips on hers-capturing her in a passionate kiss. 

“Don’t be gone fer too long.” He told her, bringing her into a hug. 

“I-”     

“y/n! Get down here already!“ A voice came from downstairs.

“That’s my cue.“ she said kissing Harry’s cheek. She backed up, holding his hand and let go once she was a few steps away. “Don’t miss me too much.“ She joked.

“I’m more worried about you.“ Harry shouted back once she was out the door, he smiled to himself when he heard her laugh-secretly wishing that he could go with her. 

(days later)

“Harry y/n’s on tv.“ Gil shouted, pointing to the small screen behind the counter. Harry had just walked into Ursula's Fish and Chips, but once he caught a glance of y/n on the tv he walked over quickly to watch. “Oh the wand!” Gil exclaimed with a mouth full of food, “didn’t you say that-”

“Shut ye mouth!” He snapped, raising his hook in the air. ‘This is it’, he thought. Once Mal grabbed the wand. ‘The barriers coming down’. 

Then Maleficent showed up and the vk’s changed their minds-betraying their parents trust and crushing Harry’s hopes. 

And the rest of the isle kids were still stuck on the isle.

(present time)

y/n stood behind Mal watching as her friend and Uma argued. Her eyes scanned the pirate ship-recognizing a few faces before seeing Harry with Ben on the plank. “Mal, whatever you do it’s gonna be a lose-lose, there’s gotta be a better way!” Ben’s voice rang out. Harry and y/n made eye contact for a moment before she turned away. 

In truth Harry felt betrayed-y/n had hurt him more than anyone ever had. She had promised before that the wand would be taken and the barrier taken down, but it seemed that she had changed her mind-choosing to stay with her friends and have a perfect life in Auradon-dooming Harry and everyone else that was still stuck on the Isle. “Silly king!” Uma yelled out-ripping Harry away from his thoughts-“You? Give me? You're gonna give me a chance? Well, not a chance!”

After a little while longer the wand had been handed over and turned up being a fake-that’s when the fighting between the two sides began. y/n was on the ground with a pirate pointing their sword at her-when the sword was knocked out of their hand. Jay helped the girl up, pushing the pirate off of the ledge and into the water. “You ok?” He asked and she nodded, taking the sword that he held out to her. “I know this is hard for you.” He told her-referring to Harry, “try to stay up here.” 

Well she had tried, but she was now closer to the ship than she had intended-trying to get to the exit where her friends were. “y/n!” Harry’s voice came from behind her. She looked over-spotting the pirate struggling to get out of the water.

“y/n come on!” Mal shouted from somewhere behind. 

y/n ignored her friend, reaching down to take Harry’s hand and help him back onto the wooden dock. He looked up at her and the two stared at each other for a moment. “Come with us.” y/n said out of nowhere, making Harry chuckle. “I’m serious.” She pleaded. 

“I’m not leavin’ Uma and Gil behind.” He told her before sadly adding “not like you left us.”

Her mouth opened in disbelief, “Harry I-”

“y/n!” Jay’s voice rang out, “come on!”

y/n looked back to her friends. “Stay.” Harry said, taking y/n’s hand. “Stay with me.” His blue eyes were pleading and this was the most vulnerable y/n had ever seen the boy. She put her other hand over his, squeezing it. 

“I can’t.” She whispered.

“y/n!” Jay called again.  

“Harry you can come with us, Uma and Gil and everyone else too. Come with me..” She begged holding his hand, he let go looking down. “Please.” y/n whimpered-feeling tears well up in her eyes. “We can have a better life in Auradon-a happy life please....I love you.” That was the first time either of them had said that.   

He silently watched her for a moment, looking at the ground-he didn’t have to say his answer.

y/n’s eyebrows furrowed as she bit her lip. “Harry...?” She asked with a breaking voice, “Harry.”

“Yer friends are callin’ ye.“ He croaked. “Just leave-it’s what yer good at.“

“But...“ 

“y/n!“ It was Carlos’s turn to shout her name this time. y/n looked back to her friends then to Harry-debating what to do. A purple color bomb came out of nowhere suddenly-blocking everyone’s vision. When it cleared y/n was gone.

Harry had lost her a second time. 

(months later)

“Don’t worry Jane, I’m sure Carlos will be here.“ y/n told her friend, putting a hand on her shoulder. “He’s probably just running late.” 

Jane glanced at her friend, offering a nervous smile. 

Carlos however was going back to the isle with the other vks, but y/n of course didn’t know since she arrived extra early to Jane’s party to help with decorations, and the vk’s were in a rush to get Hade’s ember. 

“I just don’t don’t get what’s taking him so long...“ Jane said with worry, “are there birthday parties on the isle?”

“um..“ y/n glanced at her friend “if by birthday party you mean eating stolen cake with dirt and flies then yes...“ She chuckled, making Jane giggle as well.

“um y/n?“ Jane asked staring up the hill.

y/n looked to where Jane was starring, gasping when she saw a pink mist covering the place. It started to make it’s way down to where the two girls stood. “Don’t let her see you!” y/n warned her friend upon seeing Audrey. 

“The enchanted lake! Come on!” Jane told y/n, taking hold of her wrist and pulling her towards the direction of the water. 

“I don’t know how to swim.”

“It’s fine-we just need to get deep enough to bend down into the water.” Jane reassured her. y/n nodded, submerging into the lake. They waited a few moments until Audrey disappeared before coming back up.”Was that Audrey?” Jane asked with a mix of confusion and worry.

“With maleficent’s staff.”

“And the crown!”

“We need to warn people!” y/n told Jane, getting out of the water.

“Let me just fill this water gun up with the lake water. Who knows, we might need it.”

“Knowing the vk’s, they’re probably on top of this already.” y/n told Jane-who had just finished filling up the water gun. “Come on, we should go look for them.”

The two wandered around the woods for a while before making it to Evie’s cottage, “Let’s check here.” Jane told y/n, she nodded in agreement.

With a bobby pin from Jane’s hair, y/n picked the lock after nobody answered the door. “I think that Doug was here-“ The door opened, revealing Audrey standing in the cottage-scepter in hand, with Chad beside her. On instinct y/n swung the door open wider-hiding Jane from Audrey’s view. “Audrey you don’t have to do this!” y/n told the girl, staying put, “just wake everyone up and I promise-”

“Promise me what?” Audrey snapped, “There’s nothing you can possibly offer me that I want!”

“Audrey.” y/n said carefully “I don’t know why you’re doing this, but you can fix it.”

“I don’t want to fix it!” She hissed, “I’m having the time of my life.” She added with a laugh, “you on the other hand, won’t be so lucky. Chad let’s go!” She boomed.

“Wait Au-” but it was too late. Audrey hit the scepter against the floor board and began to teleport. “Sweet dreams...” Her fading voice cackled.  The same pink mist from earlier surrounded y/n, making it’s way to her. 

“y/n!“ Jane called out, taking a step closer.

“No!“ y/n yelled, throwing her arms out to stop Jane from getting to close. “don’t waste the water on me-“ Then she fell to the ground asleep and the pink mist disappeared. 

“y/n!“ Jane yelled, rushing to her friend’s side. She looked around in a panic wanting to cry. She took a deep breath, closing her eyes and stood up. “Don’t worry y/n.” She whispered, “I’m going to drag you into the house and then find everyone else.” 

It didn’t take long for Jane to lay y/n on a couch. She had just carefully laid y/n’s head on a pillow when she heard a roar coming from the woods. She had followed it and found Carlos, Jay two other boys she didn’t recognize, and Ben in beast form. She didn’t have to think twice before spraying him with the water from the enchanted lake. After a happy reunion with Carlos Jay spoke up, “Jane do you know where Audrey went?”

“No but y/n-”

At the mention of y/n, Harry’s head snapped to look at her. “ye know y/n?”

“...Yeah.” Jane nodded, “she’s my friend.”

“That’s Harry and Gil.” Jay told Jane and she nodded.

“What about y/n?” Carlos asked.

“She’s under the sleeping curse.“ Jane explained, “Audrey showed up out of nowhere and cursed her before leaving!”

“y/n’s under the sleepin’ curse?” Harry almost yelled. Normally he didn’t act emotional, but he was worried now.  “Where?”

“At Evie’s cottage.” Jane said, “come on.” The group made it to Evie’s cottage with no trouble, finding the girls there too. They had their short reunion and Mal ran into Ben’s arms. Harry however went straight for the door. 

“Where is she?” He asked almost losing his temper. Uma knew exactly what he was talking about and nodded her head towards the cottage, leading the way.

Harry froze for a second after seeing y/n fast asleep on a couch. He creeped forward-as if a sudden movement would disturb her. “I should’ve been here.” He whispered, kneeling down beside her. “I’m sorry-I drove you away and now yer-”

“Hey Harry.” Gil called from the doorway. 

“Can’t ye see I’m havin’ a moment?” Harry yelled to the boy.

“Well yeah but...why don’t you try kissing her?” He asked.

“An’ why would I do that?” Harry asked looking up aggrivated. 

“Well you know..true loves kiss.” Gil told him with a smile as if it were obvious. “Uma said it works every time.”

“It does.” Uma said from beside Gil.

“Well it won’t work this time.” Harry whispered.

“Why not?” Gil asked confused, “don’t you love her?”

“Course I love her!” Harry snapped, looking back down at y/n. “But she’s gotta love me too, and I doubt she does after how I acted-I hurt her.”

“She hurt you too, but you still love her.” Gil said. 

“Why don’t you just try?” Jay asked.

“I can’t.” Harry told the boy, “what if it doesn’t work?” He closed his eyes-he didn’t think he could bare it if it didn’t work.

“She loves you.” Jay told the pirate, “I don’t know why since you’re kind of a jerk-” he stopped talking when Harry glared at him. “But she does and I don’t think she’ll ever stop.” 

“If you don’t try you’ll never know.” Uma told him, patting Gil’s shoulder as a hint to leave.

Once they were alone Harry looked down at y/n sighing. He pulled a strand of her back with his hand, softly caressing her cheek. “Please work.” He whispered. He leaned down closing his eyes and pressed his lips against hers softly.

Nothing happened. 

Harry looked away sadly, “I’m sorry lass.” He said-about to cry.

But he didn’t see her eyes flutter open. “Harry?” y/n asked confused, Harry’s head snapped in her direction and his mouth opened in shock before a smile formed on his lips. 

“y/n!” He exclaimed, wrapping his arms around the girl. “It worked!” 

y/n hugged him back laughing, “what-what are you doing here?”

“I jumped through the barrier before it closed.” He laughed resting his forehead against hers. “I love ye y/n, more than anything.”

y/n smiled, wrapping her arms around his neck again, “I love you too.”   

[prismartist]

Haul Away Jay

Fandom: Just Roll With It (Riptide)

Words: 3175

CW: implied/referenced character death

Relationships: Chip & Jay Ferin & Gillion Tidestrider

Summary: Jay is bored. Very, very bored. So, understandably, she tries to find a way to entertain herself.

She wasn't quite expecting the entertainment to come in the form of a song and dance, or that the other two would be roped into it.

None of them are complaining, though.

A/N: @tokencishetchip idk if you remember but you asked to be tagged for this a little while back !! here's the albatrio having fun with a sea shanty :D

Ao3

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If there was anything that Jay Ferin knew as she leaned on the railing of the Albatross one peaceful day, watching the sun slowly set beyond the horizon, it’s that she was unmistakably, undoubtedly, incredibly, and painfully, bored.

Maybe it was the juxtaposition of the current situation to cursed islands, cursed casinos, or crewmates being dumbasses (well, that wasn't really a curse, but it sure felt like one sometimes), but standing on a boat in the middle of an endless calm sea under an endless calm sky wasn’t the most exciting event in the world.

Jay let out a sigh that floated out onto the indifferent blue water. She heard Gillion shout something from atop the crow’s nest, and Chip shouting back in turn as he walked down from the helm and started lighting the lamps. It was nice to see the two working in harmony.

Old man Earl was nowhere to be seen, probably in the kitchen making dinner and more orange juice. Jay was looking forward to that the most right now. She wasn’t sure if that’s a good or bad thing.

Well, she thought as she redirected her attention back to the ocean, if only they could find the adventure they all hoped for.

Her mind drifted in an attempt to entertain herself, going back to her days in the tavern. She had spent hours there working her butt off for loud, gruff soldiers, laying down in bed afterwards and thinking that her aching bones and five hours of sleep weren’t worth it. Over time she had learned to ignore the exhaustion, but compared to the adrenaline-inducing fights and rewarding victories she experienced now, Jay didn’t miss it.

Suddenly, a melody started to creep into her mind, a tune that she didn’t expect to hear in a long while. While tied to the memory of the tavern, the feeling the song settled in her is calm, comforting even. Jay closed her eyes, allowing herself to listen to it.

Apple sang serenely as she sat on the crow’s nest, and her chirps melded into the melody that Jay now recognized.

It was an old sea shanty, one that Jay often heard from the navy soldiers that frequented the tavern. She recalled memories of drunk men singing joyously, unprofessional in their performance, as if they were celebrating being freed from their ruthless job even for a night. Sometimes though, the way they would sing would come out soft and genuine as they sat in relative sobriety after a hard-fought battle, reflecting as the first few hours of the dawn crept up behind them and the orange rays shone on the mournful men. Jay would look on, almost in awe, unable to believe these were the same people who maimed and killed and imprisoned.

Jay hummed the beginning of the tune to the best of her abilities, and did not notice Chip cast a curious glance at her. She faltered as she lost the words, struggling to remember.

How did it go again…?

Oh. Right.

“Oh maiden, oh maiden, the love to I,” Jay sang softly. “I adore the shimmer, the shimmer, the shine in your eyes.”

She smiled and started to continue, but was cut off suddenly by the sound of Chip’s voice. Her eyes flew open and she turned in his direction, having half a mind to snap at him, but stopped upon realizing what exactly he was saying.

Or, rather, singing.

“It enamours, enamours, thy light to my life.” Chip was as surprised as Jay, eyes wide as he continued easily as if by instinct. His voice was surprisingly smooth and not all that bad. “Thy touch, carries, it carries, my soul to the sky.”

They stared at each other for a few moments, processing what had just happened.

Jay tilted her head, and spoke, “How do you-”

“I-it’s a song, I– the Black Rose Pirates used to sing it all the time.” Chip saw a small flash of a memory, of fireflies fluttering around in hanging terrariums, of voices chanting the same song as Chip joined in. He gestured a bit wildly, as if he was trying to swat away the image. “You?”

“I heard it in the tavern a lot.” Jay chuckled, a little in disbelief. “I guess it’s more popular than I thought.”

Chip vaguely remembered being lifted into the air by a laughing Arlind, teasing him for messing up a line, the golden glow overhead. “I guess so-”

“And my love! I swear in the sun and the rain!” The booming voice of Gillion Tidestrider rang down, causing Chip and Jay to look up and see the Triton slide down the pole, landing with a flourish. He straightened and completed the verse in a perfect baritone. “That someday, our hands will intertwine once again.”

Gillion grinned at the other two’s astonished faces. “That's an oversea song, is it not? My sister taught it to me. I much enjoy it as well.”

Chip turned to Jay. “So definitely more popular than you thought,” he said.

“Yeah,” Jay muttered, feeling a grin grow on her face. “A little different in some places, but yeah.”

She found herself tapping her fingers against the boat to the beat of the shanty and humming the post-verse interlude. Gill and Chip noticed as well, and their eyes trained on her, silently assigning her the role of the shantyman.

Jay tensed up upon noticing. She’s not used to performing, especially in front of an audience (could you call two people an audience?). It’s far from one of her strong suits.

But after a moment of contemplation, she eventually decided that, fuck it, it’s time to sing.

They started this ballad, they might as well finish it.

“Oh damsel, oh damsel, my heart belongs to thee.” Her voice cracked a bit on the high note, which Chip snickered at, but Jay merely shot him a dirty look and continued. “If you are troubled, so troubled, you must only call on me.”

“And though it rages, it rages, the condescending sea,” Chip joined in, his smirk slowly morphing into a genuine smile.

“For you I know my journey will succeed,” he finished, noticing Gillion’s voice join in. Chip glanced at him for a second before letting out a soft chuckle.

Jay started stomping on the boat to get the beat going. To her delight, Chip clapped rhythmically and Gillion followed both their suits. Energized, Jay hummed louder.

“And my love, I swear in the waves and whirlpools,” all three sang together, “Soon we will meet and once again become whole.”

With a laugh, Jay skipped closer to the center of the ship. She spun and gestured, mimicking the dances she had observed at Loffinlot, imagining a band accompanying her as she sang as loud as she could.

La, la la la, la la la, la la la.

Gillion was quick to join her, imitating her dance. His heavy boots threatened to break the wood they danced on, but Jay only cared for the lovely bass beat and snare they happened to offer. She grinned at him approvingly, and Gill grinned back.

Off to the side, Chip hung back, providing the main melody.

“Oh lover, oh lover, don’t you dare cry.” Jay reached out a hand to Gillion, who took it. “But laugh and laugh under the pristine blue sky.” She raised it and lead him in a spin. “And never, oh never, would I ever lie. I wish nothing more than for us to reunite!”

Gillion grabbed Jay by the waist, catching her off-guard, but as he lifted her into the air, she loosened up and cheered, feeling the song come to an end.

When she landed, Jay made a show of dusting herself off before bowing to Gillion. Gill, ever the gentleman, bowed back, and Jay giggled.

She looked over to Chip, leaning against the railing and watching with a rather deflated smile. Jay raised an eyebrow. That didn’t look right.

Absent-mindedly tapping his toes, no longer minding the beat, Chip stewed deep in his thoughts. Seeing his friends dance their hearts out was a nice scenario, don’t get him wrong, but despite the undeniable want to join in the festivities, there was a hesitance that Chip couldn’t quite get over. Maybe it’s the weird ache when he remembered voices that he’d never hear again. Maybe it’s because he didn’t want to interrupt the others’ joy. Who knew. Chip sure didn’t.

And Chip definitely didn’t know why the sight of Jay marching towards him made him panic.

“Hey,” Jay said, and Chip immediately heard the over-friendliness in her voice. “What’re you doing, moping in the corner? You said you and the Black Rose Pirates sang this all the time, right?” She leaned forward and locked eyes with Chip, who tensed up. “So, show us what you got.”

She daintily held out a hand, and with it, a challenge. “Dance with us.”

Chip’s eyes grew impossibly wide as his face flushed. “Oh, nah, nahh, that’s okay, I’m really not a dancer,” he stammered. “And you guys are already done with the song, so I really don’t-”

“Gill.” Jay smirked. “Take the beat.”

“Wha-”

“On it!” Gillion grinned with sharp teeth and began to stomp and clap again. He hummed deeply, the tune once again emanating through the ship.

“Jay,” Chip begged, taking a step back. “I don-”

“Nope, round two, coward!”

“Ja-AAAAY!”

Chip yelped as Jay grabbed his arm and dragged him to the newly appointed dance floor, guiding his kicking and screaming form into one of dance. She took one of Chip’s hands and held it up, putting her other hand on his shoulder. “Your free hand on my waist,” she reminded him, ignoring his confused sputtering. “And one, two, three, go.”

She lead the dance in a sort of wild, messy foxtrot, stretching their clasped hands in the direction they move in, side skipping energetically. Chip stumbled at first, caught off-guard, but he quickly adjusted to her same pace, glancing at the ground to make sure he was keeping up. Seeing his face relax and the corners of his mouth quirk up, Jay smiled at him encouragingly.

“Sing, shantyman, it’s your turn,” she said.

Chip’s expression turned into horror once again, gulping as he scrambled to remember the words in time for the melody.

“O-oh maiden, oh maiden, the love to I,” sang Chip.

“I adore the shimmer, the shimmer, the shine in thy eyes,” he and Jay sang together.

“It enamours, enamours, thy light to my li-IIFE, JAY!” Chip screamed as Jay gave him a spin, laughing at his surprised shriek. “Jay, don’t just spin me without warning!”

“You’re being sloppy, shantyman,” Jay teased. “Keep up with the song.”

Chip glared, but continued nonetheless, “And my love, I swear in the sun and the rain.”

Jay gave him another spin, but this time, Chip didn't miss a beat. He gave Jay a smug, triumphant look. Jay raised an eyebrow in turn, admittedly impressed.

“That someday, our hands will intertwine once again!”

“Alright, nice,” Jay complimented, grinning widely.

Chip caught a mischievous glint in her eye, and his face consequently fell.

“One more spin, pretty boy!”

Before he could protest, Jay suddenly spun Chip away with a greater force than before, and the world around him became a blur, the air swirling with the sound of Jay’s devilish voice.

“Gillion,” he heard her yell, “catch!”

And Chip is spun into the arms of Gillion, who beamed at Chip’s very red face.

“Come, Chip.” Gill took both of Chip’s hands. Chip, still trying to recover from the jarring switch of partners, only blinked down at their now clasped fingers. “It is our turn.”

“Oh my god.” Chip laughed nervously.

Stomp, stomp, stomp, stomp.

“Oh damsel, oh damsel, my heart belongs to thee,” Jay belted as Chip and Gillion figured out their dance. “If you’re troubled, oh so troubled, you must only call on me.”

The other two started to push and pull in tandem, reminiscent of a cha-cha with a bit more energy and spins thrown in every once in a while. They surprisingly guided each other with more harmony and grace than Jay expected.

“And though it rages, it rages, the condescending sea.” Gillion leapt and circled with Chip, almost lifting the latter off the ground. “Just for thou I know that my journey shall succeed!”

“Gill, calm down!” Chip chuckled, partly in amusement and partly in fear, as he started to lose his footing.

Jay looked on, not ignorant to the warm fuzzy feeling in her chest, the beat pulsing along with the adrenaline in her veins.

“And my love, I swear in the waves and whirlpools, soon we will meet and once again become whole.”

Soon she joined them, whooping as she jogged, and they welcomed her with wide smiles, one pair of hands separating to reach out. Jay took the offer to form an interconnected circle, spinning and bobbing as they shared the melody. They sang, as loud as they could, filling the air with a joyful energy.

“Oh lover, oh lover, don’t you dare cry,” Chip started.

The others joined in. “But laugh and laugh under the pristine blue sky.”

And laugh they did, the pure euphoria of indulging in fond memories emitting from them. They stumbled and laughed through mistakes, put their all into the performance, harmonising wonderfully.

Jay caught Pretzel doing somersaults in her globe and Apple circling the crew, chirping the tune with them. She’s reminded of a joking conversation about starting a band. Perhaps they had a chance after all, she thought amusedly. Gillion and the Tidestriders. Chip and the Bastards. Jay and the Dumbass Bluebirds. Whatever you wanted to call it.

Now, though, they were simply three friends, holding hands and dancing, rattling the wood of the ship without a care, singing a sea shanty that they all happened to know.

The stars slowly flooded the darkening sky and twinkled at them like they were dancing along.

To one, the fresh air, the touch of familiar calloused hands that had fought alongside her, and the spray of the ocean was a welcoming contrast to past memories of stuffy spaces and dispassionate work. To another, though the memory was a bit painful, it still brought him the same comforting feeling from years ago, sharing laughter and celebration in a tight kinship that was expected in that of crewmates, deepening the bond with experiences that were not just in battle, but in recreation. And to another still, it was a reminder of a time when he was desperate to learn the oversea culture, and that he still remained ever so curious now as he learned its differences and similarities to his world, forming relationships with its inhabitants, people who were perhaps not as cruel as the elders had suggested.

Those who share such joyous experiences with others must not be that selfish, after all.

“And never, oh never, would I ever lie. I wish nothing more than for us to re-u-nite!”

Jay grinned up at the sky as they hummed the outro melody, a gust of wind sweeping down on them and carrying their voices away, out onto the shimmering waters.

La, la la la, la la la, la la la…

A tug from Jay led the trio up in one final leap, whooping and cheering with the others as they followed. And once their feet landed simultaneously with a bang, the song ended.

As the rush receded from her mind, the pumping blood in her ears quieting down, Jay took in the sound of the waves crashing up against the ship and her heaving breaths. She looked up at the now star-filled sky, wondering when it got so dark. She allowed her hand to slip from her friends’ grasps, moving to lean on bended knee. Jay heard the other two breathing quite heavily as well, and even a plop as Chip seemed to collapse out of the corner of her eye. She followed suit, sprawling onto the wood and closing her eyes, catching her breath. Jay wasn’t extremely tired, but she needed to recuperate.

“Oh god, you kids just had to make a racket up here, didn’t ya?”

Jay breathed out a chuckle upon hearing the raspy voice. “Hi Earl.”

“We were partying, Old man Earl!” Gillion said preppily, unsurprisingly not as out of breath as the others.

“Earl, you got…” A huff from Chip. “You got orange juice? Perhaps? Please?”

“Hmph, you’re fuckin lucky I do.”

Tired cheers chimed from the pirates.

“But you have to go down to get it with dinner. Chop chop.”

“Ohh, come onnnnn,” Chip whined, joining in with the groans of Jay.

“I’ve seen you work, you’re not that tired,” Earl scoffed. “Maybe you shouldn’t have wasted all your energy on destroying the ship! And your vocal chords.”

“Hey, I don’t think we sounded that bad,” Jay said.

“Whatever, just come down and have dinner, I’m definitely not hefting everything up here.” Earl barked out a laugh and proceeded to go back down, ignoring the cries of Jay and Chip.

Soon Gillion’s face popped into Jay’s view. “Are you alright, Jay?” He glanced over. “Chip?”

“I’m coming around,” Jay assured. She stretched her arms up, making grabby hands. “Pull me up?”

Gillion complied, grabbing her arms and lifting her, though at a faster-than-preferred pace. Jay let out a yelp as she got back on her feet before stretching with a groan.

“Thanks, Gill.”

“Hey Giiiilll? Big man? Can I go next?”

Jay looked to Chip, who also had outstretched arms. Gillion walked to him and helped him up as well.

“Thanks, buddy.” Chip patted Gill on the back.

“No problem. Honestly, I did not think you would tire out so easily.”

“Well we need to gain back our energy, then,” Jay said, starting to follow Old man Earl.

“Hey, uh, Jay, um.” Chip caught her attention, and she turned back to see him with a raised hand. He moved it to scratch the back of his neck sheepishly. “That was… that was fun.”

“I agree,” Gillion said with a nod. “I was reminded of some… rather fond memories, actually. And it was a good exercise. We should do it more.”

“Yeah, yeah actually, same. I agree.” Chip looked up at Jay, his face rather tentative. “So, thanks for that, I guess.”

Jay smiled. “You’re welcome, dweeb,” she jabbed. “You’re being more affectionate than usual, but I appreciate it.”

“Hey, don’t call me a dweeb!” Chip’s expression morphed into one of offense. “I just thanked you, that’s so insensitive of you. That’s actually insensitive.”

“I let you fulfill your showman dreams, you’re the one being insensitive right now.”

“Showman- hey, I actually like the sound of that.”

“Yeah you would, you drama queen.”

“You’re calling me dramatic? Have you seen Gill?”

The sound of bickering paired with Gillion’s oblivious chimes trailed below the deck, leaving a fond memory to the glittering dark waters and the twinkling stars still dancing along.

[pondjrwi]

Just Roll With It Recap

Riptide Episode 25 and 26 - The Hole In Your Heart and First Blood

- Gil introduces Satasha to John, who doesn’t like her. Then he leaves to get the lavender. Jay and Chip discuss how they should deal with this dilemma, but then she notices that the empress is crying black goo. She breaks from the ice, the goo now falling from her hair. They call Gil back. 

Malice: “I can feel it. Whatever this is, I am destined to die here one way or another. I have lived the life of a rock star, and so I will choose to die a rock star’s death. My own way. I’m not going to die here lying in despair.”

- Chip is upset, but Gil is pleased. She conjures up instruments connected to a magic wire and hands them to the crew. The wire connects to her ears. Then she rips out her own heart.

Malice: “It will not stop beating as long as I do not die. Now. Give me your finale.”

- The party plays a song called Hole In Your Heart, out now on spotify (real). The Empress turns to stone. Maria’s bird features disappear and Satasha’s eyes open (she’s still a snake though). They are free. Satasha suggests that they put the heart at the top of the mountain, where the source of the water is. Then the water will all have stone be-gone properties. Chip says this was all according to his plan, even though it wasn’t.

- Chip and Jay argue that the other smells bad. Aslana is still a mermaid, but she’s free. She gets the sea lavender. Chip asks if Maria will join his crew, but she wants to stay and protect the island. Jay wonders if because Gil made a deal with Niklaus, he’ll get oozed too. They go to the mountain and put the heart in the pool, and all the water turns purple. 

- As they leave the mountain, they see the stone statues coming back to life. Gil tells two people what happened, and to tell the other citizens about it. Chip keeps the desire compass. Earl has seen some shit in the stone. They find a new fruit for Earl to make juice with. Chip tells Aslana what happened with the Empress. She shows him more of the island, now that it’s finally alive. He comforts her about how it wasn’t her fault she was cursed to want to eat people. 

- Jay and Chip pretend that she’s sick and needs gold to live. A man offers his wedding ring and they feel bad, so Jay pretends to die. They meet up with John and Ollie. Chip gives Ollie the desire compass to keep safe and not to tell anyone he has it. Ollie remembers his training and asks for 50 silver to do this. Pretzel gives Aslana a handmade bracelet. They leave the island, and are heading to Captain Lizzie. 

- Jay asks where he put the compass, and he says he must have lost it. Gil says that whoever has it must be damned, and Ollie is really scared. Gil teaches Pretzel about battle strategy. Jay reads a book about Artificer stuff. Chip teaches Ollie how the ship works and tells him what happened on the island. He assures him that he won’t let anything dangerous happen to him through the compass, and to not use it, just hold onto it. 

Chip: “Okay, it’s a little dangerous, but it’s really important. Like you wanna go back and find your mom, I wanna go back and find my… dad, kinda. Gil’s just very rigid. He thinks it’s only good guys and bad guys in this world, and because a bad guy had that, he thinks it’s bad. But you and I, we know the world’s not like that.”

Ollie: “I don’t know that much about the world and stuff, but if you say it’s alright, it’ll be alright!”

- A ship of goblin mercenaries attack them. Chip tries to convince the party to not kill them, because killing people is wrong and they have families. But Gil is so excited to kill people and Jay just wants to defend herself. The goblins also say that they don’t have families. A goblin goes for Ollie and knocks him unconscious. Chip violently kills him. He’s incredibly distressed, trying to get Ollie awake. Jay heals him up. Chip only goes to kill another one when Ollie tells him that he’s okay. 

- Combat is over. Gil heals the one goblin alive that Chip knocked out earlier and tells him the spread the word of the pirates. Chip silently puts the bodies back on their ship, and doesn’t take any of their gold.

[descendantofthesparrow]

Protective v.2 - Harry Hook x reader - oneshot rewrite

rewrite of one of my first oneshots! Protective! which was a request back when i was taking them! i just wanted to update the writing and plot a bit lol. i dont remember who originally requested it, i think it was an anon request otherwise i would @/ them! 

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You stared down at the plus sign on the little pink stick in your hands, you had taken the test three sperate times, only for it to be positive each time.

You were pregnant.

With Harry Hooks baby.

How did you know to check if you were? It had been three months since your last period, and you had not been feeling the best for the last two.

Throwing up each day, motion sickness, and then unable to eat at times, then get the oddest cravings only minutes later.

Uma told you there was only one option.

And there it was, staring right back at you, pregnancy.

How were you going to tell Harry…

How were you going to tell Mal?

She hated Uma and Harry, there's no way in hell she would approve of you and harry together, that’s the whole reason you never told her about your meetups in the seven months you had been seeing harry.

You were glad that Mal never got the inkling to walk over to Uma's territory and see you and Harry together.

Evie might be happy for you but with one word from Mal she would turn, and you didn’t want to lose any of them, but you didn’t want to lose Harry and Uma either.

Harry had saved you at a dark time in your life, and Uma had taken you in even though you were apart of Mal's crew, the two-no them and their crew had become a second family to you.

If Mal refused you simply because you had been flirting with the “enemy” you would gladly throw down her flag to raise Uma's.

But you still at least wanted to tell your friends about your accidental pregnancy before they left for Auradon, which was within the hour.

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“hey guys?” the four vks stopped, looking over at you and raising their brow “I need to talk to you before you leave”

“Okay, shoot” Mal hummed, tossing her sketchbook in her backpack and leaning against the wall. Claros and Evie stopping in their little card game and giving you their full attention, Jay sighing and nodding to you.

“um-im pre-“ “MAL!” Mal jumped at her mother's shrill voice echoing through the room, leaning over to look at her mother looking into the room “get your butt over here, the limo is here!” “you said it wouldn’t be here till 11!” Mal yelled back, Maleficent just pointed over at the wall clock, the five of you hurrying to look.

It read 11:01 am.

“shit” Mal cursed, grabbing her bags and running out of the room, the rest of the vks quickly packing up their things and following after Mal, Evie quickly grabbing your arm and tugging you along.

You tried to get a word in but by the time you caught your breath, everyone but Mal was already loaded into the van.

“mal?” you whispered, stiffening as Mal smirked and patted your arm.

“you can tell us when we get back kay? Oh, and stay away from the docks, Hooks been eyeing you up and I don’t trust him or Uma as far as I can throw them.”

You couldn’t get out a word, your brain shorting out  “i-I okay” you muttered, watching mal nod and hop into the limo, feeling your nails dig into the palm of your hand as you watched your friends drive away.

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Hours later you sat in Uma’s room, watching Uma stare down at the positive test in her hands, your leg bouncing as you waited for her reaction. She looked up at you and smiled.

“congrats girl, now how you telling Harry?”

You sighed in relief at her calm demeanor and shrugged “I have no clue how i’m going to tell him, i’m-i’m not scared of it, but I don’t know how he’ll react, I mean, he’s never shown any interest in kids other than the twins and-I really don’t know if he’ll react…positively to this?”

“well you have to tell him at some point (y/n), it's his kid too”

“I know I know….I just don’t know how to tell Harry im-“

“tell meh wha?” you squealed and spun around, seeing Harry in the doorway, brows raised in confusion “sorry love, but Uma, yer mom is lookin fer yeh”

Uma groaned and stood from her bed, pushing past harry and nodding at you “tell him” Harry gave her an odd look and walked over to you, taking your hands and pressing his lips to the back of your hand.

“what do yeh need ta tell meh lass?”

“um-i-“ you stuttered, eyes moving about the room, avoiding his gaze. The grip on your hands tightened before they released, moving to your shoulders.

“are yeh okay?” Harry murmured, worry buried in his tone, “yer kinda scarin’ meh?”

“i’m-i’m” you took a deep breath, taking Harrys hands and placing them on your stomach “i’m pregnant”

Harry entire body stopped, eyes locked on your intertwined hands placed on your stomach “harry” you whispered, feeling bile rise in your throat and the anxiety grow the longer he stared at you “um-are you….is this okay?”

“im gon’a be a da’” Harry finally whispered, tears trailing down his cheeks as a smile broke out on his face, he looked up at you, his eyes shining with joy “im gonn’a be a da!” he picked you up by the waist, spinning you around as he laughed and continued to repeat the phrase “im gonn’a be a da!”

You broke free from your trance and started to laugh with him, wrapping your arms around his neck and leaning back in his arms, stumbling a bit as he set you on your feet and pulled you into his chest. “ill be the best da’d I ca’n be on this dumpster fire of an island I swear” harry muttered into your neck, you hummed and tightened your grip around his shoulders.

“well we might not have to raise them here” Harry pulled back, raising his brow “Mal and the others went to Auradon today, and they’re going to get the wand and free us all” a grin spread on Harry's face, his eyes brightening.

“yes!” he picked you up again and held you tightly, you giggled, wrapping your legs around his waist “we can get a house by the shore! An’ well get our own ship to travel the world an-“ you laughed and pressed your finger to his lips, silencing him.

“why don’t we take this one step at a time okay?” Harry pouted, but nodded, setting you down on your feet again and grabbing your hand.

“fine, let's go get yeh some food okay?” he lead you out of Uma’s room and towards the chip shop.

“okay~” you sang, feeling the weight on your shoulders fall as you mentally reaffirmed yourself that Harry was happy to be a dad, and wouldn’t be leaving you.

-

You stared at the tv in the chip shop, watching in horror as your…friends, betrayed you, choosing to stay in Auradon and be good.

They…..they weren’t going to come back….you knew it….some might say it was too early to tell, some might say they were playing the long con.

But you knew Mal, you knew Evie, Jay, Carlos….they were truly choosing good, and were leaving you behind.

The world around you blurred, Harry's feral cursing and growing fading into the background, you feebly reached out, fingers brushing against his jacket.

“(y/-(y/n)!” he called out to you, his hands wrapping around your head and waist as you fell out of your chair and crumbled to the floor.

-

The sound of something being hit woke you from your impromptu sleep, Harry's quiet cursing in the background.

You cracked your eyes open, surveying the room, seeing that you were in Harry's room, buried in his sheets while he paced around the room, hands buried in his hair and muttering to himself.

“gakit cunts, tell Uma n’ I that she's theirs then jus’ leave her” he cursed, stamping his foot as he spun on his heel, his bright blue eyes locked with yours, widening and bolting over to you, crashing on his knees to kneel next to you “love are yeh okay?!” “i’m fine” you sighed, slowly sitting up and sitting against Harry's pillows “just….shocked you know?”

“aye…i’m so sorry (y/n)….” He pressed his hand to your stomach, shoulders slumping “we won't be able ta raise them in the open world like we wanted”

“as long as i’m with you harry, it doesn’t matter” you comforted, pressing your hand to his cheek and rubbing it with your thumb. He gave a soft smile and leaned up to press a soft kiss to your cheek.

“I feel the same” he smiled, standing and climbing onto the bed next to you, pulling your head to his shoulder and letting you relax against him “ye need ta be more careful from now on okay? We can't ‘ave more spills like that”

You snorted, closing your eyes and rubbing your cheek against his chest “you say that yet everyday you half risk your life for the stupidest shit”

Harry rolled his eyes, kissing the top of your head and closing his eyes “whatever” he mumbled.

You gently smacked his thigh and maneuvered to rest in the crook of his body, pulling the blanket over the two of you and sighing, ready for a nap.

Uma entered the room thirty minutes later, looking for harry, stopping as she saw you and Harry wrapped up in each other's embrace, your face buried in his neck and head resting on his shoulder.

One of Harry's arms completely wrapped around your waist protectively, the other arm resting beneath your head and hand covering his eyes as he slept silently.

Uma sighed and smiled, stepping out of the room quietly and closing the door behind her “I’ll get Gil to do it” she muttered, walking back up to the main deck.

=

After 7 and a half months and an exhausting 72 hours in labor, you had finally delivered your month and a half early baby. “hi” you whispered, a tired grin spreading across your face as Desiree handed the screaming babe to you “you came a little early hun” you cooed, feeling fresh happy tears prick at your eyes as the small hand of your newborn wrapped around your finger, her eyes cracked open the slightest bit, Harry's bright blue irises staring at you for a moment before they closed.

“Harry” you laughed, not taking your eyes off the babe as he slowly leaned up from his crouched position by your side and looked at the swaddle of red and pink in your arms “she has your eyes”

“really?” Harry whispered in wonder, reaching out to touch the baby's pudgy cheek gently, gasping as she let out a small whine and released your finger to grab his “i-iahhghghg” Harry fell back on his knees, his eyes shining with tears “she's perfect” he whined, voice wavering.

You giggled and shifted to maneuver the baby into Harry's arms, he sputtered for a moment before he took her comfortably in his arms, the babes head resting on his arm safely. “oh” he whispered, unable to look away from the little girl in his arms….his little girl “she's amazin’ love” he sniffed, biting his lip.

You smiled, snuggling down into the sweaty pillows and contently watching Harry hold your brand new baby girl in his arms, looking down at her with the softest look.

“what-what are we naming ‘er?” Harry whispered, gasping as the babe let out a little burp and snuggled into his arms, tiny hand grasping onto his shirt.

“what about the names we discussed” you mumbled, feeling sleep weighing down on your eyes.

“….Emma? but I thought yeh wanted the name ta be Arella if it was a girl?” Harry asked, carefully standing and sliding onto the bed.

“why not both,” you asked, resting your cheek against his arm, smiling softly at the sleeping baby girl.

“….Emma Arella?....that sounds a bit odd, Arella Emma Hook….I like that?” Harry rambled to himself, staring off into a corner while absentmindedly rocking the babe.

“I like Arella Emma” you sighed, closing your eyes and slowly falling into the comfortable reins of sleep, following your little Arella’s lead.

“Arella Emma Hook” Harry whispered, leaning down and kissing her head “Welcome to the world, my love”

-

You bounced Arella on your hip as you traveled the back alleys of the Isle to get back to the ship after visiting Dizzy to have her cut your hair. You cooed at Arella and turned a corner, stopping as you locked eyes with a familiar blue-haired “princess”

“(y/n)?” Evie gasped, her hands covering her mouth “you-you’re still-“

“here?” you snapped, glaring at the three-no four teens standing across from you, shock clear on the vks faces, and confusion on the fourth….king ben. “how surprising, but considering you abandoned me, I guess It shouldn’t be” you lifted Arella to your shoulder and started to turn back towards the docks when Evie reached out to grab your shoulders.

“(y/n) wait we never-is that a baby?” Evie stopped mid-sentence, staring right back at Arella, who was glaring back at her, her bright ocean blue eyes flashing.

“yes, and she's the reason I needed to talk to you before you left” you muttered, smirking at the look on Evie's face. “oh? Did I forget to mention? Oh, wait! I just never got the chance since well, you never came back like you promised” you spat, stepping away from Evie as she tried to reach out to you again. “(y/n)” Evie started, her brown eyes dark with tension “whos the father? Did you say yes?”

“how-how dare you?!” you screamed, taking several steps back from the vks, tightening your grip on Arella, “you think she's a rape baby?! I-I” you sputtered, feeling your face heat up the longer you looked at the traitors “and for your information the father is-“ “Step away from them, now” the deep growling voice of your boyfriend seeped in from the shadows behind you, hand gently curling on your shoulder and guiding you behind him as he stepped up, drawing his sword, guarding you against your old “friends”

Jay glared at the pirate, attempting to rush him and grab your arm to get you away from what he thought was the enemy. Harry snarled, slashing down at his arm, making jay leap back, yelping as harry slashed to the side with his sword “what did I tell  yeh Jay, stay away from my girl”

“yo-your girl?!” Jay sputtered, eyes leaping between you and Harry “but-she-“ he shook his head “there's no way that kids yours Hook! (y/n) couldn’t have possibly gotten pregnant AND given birth within six months!”

You grabbed Harry's shoulder as his entire body tensed, shaking your head as he turned to you with confused eyes, you handed the squirming Arella to him, who immediately latched onto his neck and snuggled into him.

“look” you sighed, crossing your arms and cocking your hip “me and Harry were together before you left, and I was three months pregnant the day you left, I was trying to tell you about it but you left before I could tell you and then you never came back, I really didn’t have a choice” you sighed, shrugging your shoulders “I never told you before that because I knew Mal would throw me to the streets to fend for myself, and not one of you would have said a thing”

The three vks looked at each other, shame clear in their expressions, Evie tried to speak up again but you silenced her with the waved of your hand “don’t bother, nothing you say will make it better” you turned around, grabbing Harrys now free hand and leading him away.

Ben watched the two teen parents walk away from him, frowning as the vks shook their head and continued onto their hideout. They-they were just going to leave it at that? They defiantly knew who she was, and expressed worry for her but….they were just going to move on? Not even ask him if she could come to Auradon…in the six months, not once had they mentioned her…

Ben looked back to where the red-coated pirate and (y/n) had once stood….as soon as he got back to Auradon, the next round of vks would finally be coming to Auradon.

Starting with Harry, (y/n) and their baby.

-end-

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