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justafairytailofinnocence · 1 year

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Potc headcanon:

If their in love with you 😍💘

Jack sparrow🍺

Jack sparrow, can you ever picture the choatic, scoundrel in love with anyone.

Jack sparrow is flirty with women, strumpets, nobles, ladies, you name it. But when he mey you that's when it was different.

Jack sparrow had never been in lover expect the closest thing being angelica (but we don't talk about that).

Jack was quite confident, boisterous in his knowledge of the sea.

You coming in the picture was a whole new chapter to Jack's life.

"The pearl," he thought. "Surely it must've been a bad drunken dream he had with you in it ey".

Jack was, conflicted, confused about you or rather, your being.

His feelings are not one to be taken lightly for, he loved the pearl, he loved the sea but a person. How can this be?

Jack would act rash and odd, like odder then his usual self (and you know how odd he is most of the time.)

He would avoid you and hide away from you. Acting like a highschooler with a huge crush.

For one minute, he would be speaking to someone, and the next he would run from seeing you.

You felt weirded out at first, Jack Sparrow, a confident and adventurous buccaneer, was acting like a coward in front of you.

During the night, Jack would be hiding from you until he calls Master Gibbs.

"Master Gibbs," he whispers.

"J-Jack, is tha' yer, whaddya doin' hiding in tha barrells," Gibbs questioned.

Jack peaked his cattish eyes to see if you were nearby, "gah" he pulled Gibbs into the Barrell with him.

"Jack, what's wron', is tha' kraken after us?" Gibbs asked.

"No, somethin' way worse mate," Jack leaned up once more to see if you were around.

"Then, wha' is it Jack" Gibbs questioned once more.

"Him/them/Her," Jack muttered

"Him?/them?/Her?" Gibbs questioned

"The girl/the boy/the person" Jack admitted.

"The girl?/the boy?/the person?--" Gibbs realised who Jack was speaking about.

"Oh, that girl/boy/person" Gibbs figured out.

"But jack, she/he/they ain't out ta get yer, are they? Gibbs asked.

Jack's upper lip curled into something of disgust. "No, not yet at least, but I've been having these -" Jack's hands jestures toward the word "Feelings."

"Oh~, I see wha' ye mean, I see tha' way ye look at her/him/them" Gibbs nudges Jack in a teasing manner.

"Shhh," Jack hushed Master Gibbs. "Well, why Dontcha go n' tell er', after all, ye do ave' a way wit tha lasses".

Jack turned to Gibbs, widening his eyes. "Wait, it be more than tha' Jack?".

"Ohhh, Jack a-are ye admittin', yer in love wit' her/him/them" Gibbs questioned.

Jack pushed himself out of the barrel. "It ain't good mate, I ain't exactly sure what to do" Jack softly spoke.

He cared for you yet he was conflicted. He loved the sea and the pearl more then anybody (aside from rum).

He couldn't begin to imagine being with anyone. Freedom and the lust of adventure were all he knew yet he would need time to figure out his feelings.

Gibbs would give Jack advice for being in love yet Jack would still continue to act stranger.

Jack would give subtle hints, though. He would protect you and act to save you.

Other then that, Jack is weirder when it comes to love rather then lust.

At least you weren't left on an island, although that was more because he couldn't trust Angelica.

Jack would be conflicted, but he would still protect you only the downside is he would try to take time figuring things out for you.

If he did confess, it would be "I love you mate, I always have and always will" leaning into kiss "as do I Jack, as, do, I" y/n speaks softly.

Hector barbossa 🍏

Barbossa, a screaming, strong and fearsome captain that no one dares triumphs.

Barbossa is a man who gives no quarter to those that cross him.

When you picture someone being handsome, you're probably thinking, Jack Sparrow, Will Turner, or James Norrington. Definitely not Barbossa though what if there was something too him.

Barbossa is complex. There's no doubt about that. He's a character that is portrayed in the strong setting not the romantic kind.

Hector being in love would be quite extraordinary, though albeit rare.

Barbossa would often catch himself staring at you from the helm, spying on you through his telescope or eyeglass.

His expressions would be softer; his face pouting instead of smiling over the adventurous horizon.

He would watch over you, from above or far.

He would (Childish as this sounds) dream of you, secretly imploring to show you the true meaning of serenity.

His manner wouldn't change, of course. He would put on this facade of ordering you around or challenging you to keep your mind afloat of any ideas.

He would take advice from Jack on how to woo you but ignore most of it.

Jack would flirt with you but end up bewildered you chose Barbossa over him.

He has hidden himself away or has been quite vague in your presence where as, unlike Jack would speak to you if necessary.

He would be quite protective yet passive toward your nature. He doesn't want to give any hints until he was prepared.

Barbossa mended the helm where Jack caught him staring at you, "staring off again, eh Hector, or rather, are you staring at her/him/them?".

"Keep yer business ter yerself sparrah" Barbossa growled, warning Jack.

"You know me, mate, that ain't happening," Jack teased.

"Don't mind me asking, but how can something as fetching as that end up with something as hideous as you?" Jack crossed the line.

Barbossa pulled his cutlass out from his holster, holding it over Jack. "Shut yer trap!" Barbossa demanded whispering.

"No, I don't think I will" Jack was getting on Barbossas nerves.

"I think there's something about her/him/them hm, seems like you're revoltingly intertwined with the poor thing," Jack smiled.

Barbossa clenched his teeth in a growling manner. "She/he/they won't be wantin' anytin' ta do wit me, fer er/is/their admirer is a swine."

Barbossa withdrew his sword and tended back to the helm, ignoring Jack.

Eventually, Barbossa got to know you more and more, he did confess his feelings.

If Barbossa confessed, he would be emotionally sincere, and with only two words, he admitted "yer treasure."

Will turner🌊

Will Turner was at first a blacksmith, and he often visited Elizabeth.

Will being in love is quite a passionate experience. He would bring the whole world to you.

Will would be around you. He would travel the ocean just to be with you.

Will would team up with Jack to save you from anything.

When the events of Davy Jones took place, he swore his heart to you.

No doubt Will Turner was a strong lad and devoted.

Will was looking out over the horizon, deep in thought.

"Is everything alright, Will?" Elizabeth leaned against the railing.

"Yeah, just, contemplating is all," Will stared off into the distance, looking at you.

"You like her/him/them, don't you?" Elizabeth softly muttered. She had feelings for Will, but it seemed his eyes were on you.

"Aye" will glanced at the broken hearted Elizabeth.

"Least you two have a lot in common," she tried to smile.

Will walked over toward you and held your hand. "Y/n, ever since we first met, I haven't stopped thinking about you, I love you."

The day will confessed was the day he promised to come ashore once every couple of years.

Will Turner was a legend with a heart he held only for you.

Elizabeth Swann 🦢

Elizabeth was the pirate king. She had finally been elected to phase through with the next plan of killing Cutler Beckett.

She was tough, and you knew that, once a woman who was fantasised pirates now a powerful king destined to sail the seas.

She protected you, cared for you, and loved you.

Elizabeth swore she would keep you alive until the aftermath as to which she would dream of living with you.

Will noticed, he approved but felt broken hearted that it wasn't him.

Jack was walking up to her. "So, you and y/n hm, didn't think you'd fancy her/him/them. Thought you fancied dear William."

Elizabeth looked at Jack and looked away. "I did once," she held a playful smirk on her face, "though, things change, you know it intrigues me, Jack, why you're so curious about who I fancy".

Jack gripped the bottle of rum, and he sipped the bitter liquid. "Hm, just wonderin' love".

"Did you place a bet on me with Master Gibbs?" Elizabeth asked.

"What me, nooo~" Jack wasn't able to pull off the facade. "So, mabey I did."

Elizabeth rolled her eyes "unbelievable". She focused her gaze onto you.

"You love her/him/them, don'tch you" Jack blurted out.

Elizabeth turned back to Jack. "Mabey I do," she confirmed.

Jack in his mind knew he would win the bet, that barrel of rum is his.

If she confessed, it would be during the fight with Davy Jones. "I love you, y/n!" She would scream in the rain.

Henry Turner 🔱

Henry was the son of Will Turner, a boy that wouldn't give up on trying to release his father's curse.

Henry would be quite inexperienced when it comes to love, the boys like a puppy.

He would interact with you and be by your side.

He would take interest in many of your things.

Henry would get advice from Jack that would make Carina roll her eyes.

"Henry, are you with it" Carina waved her hand in front of Henry's eyes.

"Huh, yeah, uh I think so" Henry smiled innocently.

"Good, if we sail east, we should be able to find the trident," Carina showed henry the diary of Galileo. The Ruby showed a map that Carina had been using.

Henry had been averting his eyes to behind Carina once more seeing you.

"Henry, what's with you?" Carina asked.

"Are you staring at another girl/boy/person?" Carina grew annoyed."For heavens sake, Henry, we must concentrate if we ever wish to free your father".

Henry nodded, getting his mind back into the main goal.

Henry couldn't help himself by being around you though Carina got annoyed with Henry's gushing.

When he confessed, it was after he freed his father. "Y/n, I love you, you've been there when I needed it and I thank you for that" Henry would then lean in to kiss you.

Davy Jones 🐙

Davy had only ever gave his heart to only one person, a goddess of the sea.

He's cold, cruel and had his heart hardened.

Davy would in love again would be a rarity, he couldn't feel for anyone else.

It was break his grief, he would be able to move on and regain humanity.

It would be possible he may just be able to turn human.

Davy had finally admitted his conflicted feelings for you, seeing calypso before the final battle.

Tia Dalma appeared behind Davy. "You know what fate has woven you back".

"I dah naught need ta' see you" Davy said in anger.

"Your heart still beats, a life spared by your own choosing," Tia stood her ground.

"Ah spar nah one" Davy said in a short fuse.

"A heart that beats but not for my own," Tia admitted.

"You've spared a life, a life not given to cruelty." she caressed his cheek "a woman/a man/a person".

"AH DONT SPAR LIVES-AH!" Davy shouted, slamming his claw hand against the wall next to Tia.

"You broke my love," Davy muttered before calming down.

Tia whispered before Davy left, "Your heart belongs to me but it beats for her"/him/them.

Davy would take time, he would confess during the last maelstrom battle. He would see you wounded and that's when his rage was let out.

"Y/n," he would mutter before roaring and slaughtering the men.

"My heart belongs to you."

Cutler Beckett 🍵

Beckett is cold-hearted, he is ambitious and an intelligent man.

He wouldn't usually show how soft of a man he would be, but that changed.

Beckett would at first try to manipulate you, for you to give up sparrow.

He would hire you on occasions to spend nights with him as a strumpet.

He would keep these occasions on the down low in private.

He would use you, but he also holds affection for you, attraction.

So when the time came, he had to choose you or the company.

"We got him, sir, we got him, Captain Jack Sparrow" The navy officer said.

Jack was trapped in chains between his hands and feet.

Beckett gave a wry smile of amusement "well, if it isn't captain Jack Sparrow".

Jack glanced up to see the lord.

"After all of this, a filthy scoundrel trapped in chains" Beckett smiled with amusement.

Beckett pulled out his flintlock pistol, aiming it at Jack.

"Send my regards to Jones for me, will you, Mr Sparrow?" Beckett smiled.

You come in the way of the between Jack and Beckett.

"Y/n, move," Beckett ordered.

Since you refused, Beckett aimed the pistol directly in front of you and Sparrow. "I'll give you the final chance to turn away now, girl/boy/y/n".

Beckett was frustrated that you defended Sparrow. For a moment, he lost his composure.

His cold eyes drew into one of regret for a moment, as if he truly treasures you.

Yet his morals kicked in and shot you. Blindly, he didn't know, he couldn't tell where his mind was but his ambitions had gotten in the way.

He looked distraught and shocked, as smoke left the pistols' end point.

Beckett hadn't really meant to kill you, not really, but his ambitions were tremendous.

If he confessed it would be "you make me content, a sweet girl/boy/person in this devastating world betrothing herself/himself/themself to my desire. What a despicably beautiful act."

James Norrington 🎖

James had his heart broken by the woman he was devoted to.

He was honorable, polite, and a man with high morals.

The admiral has been in love before but could never really express it.

If he were to love another, it would be better for him so he could move on.

James met you when he betrayed Will and Elizabeth when he retrieved the heart of Davy Jones.

Beckett dismissed the admiral as he was set out to be promoted and restored once more.

"Y/n, what are you doing here?" James said in concern.

"I had to see you, the chest of Jones, did Will and Elizabeth destroy it?" you asked in a huff.

James looked down in shame, he betrayed the only friend he had.

"So they didn't?, why?" Y/n asked.

"Listen to me y/n, there may not be much time, Beckett's men will hunt you if they find out you're associated with Sparrow" James whispered.

"You need to leave, don't come looking for me anymore, your safety is my highest concern" James looked around the hall outside of Beckett's office.

"You're precious to me, more than any I've known," James suddenly pushed his lips to meet yours, like it's a goodbye kiss.

"Now go," James ordered you.

You listened and left without a word as James breathed a sigh in relief and attended his duties toward Lord Beckett.

If James were to confess, it would be like "y/n, you're a fine woman/man/person, and you would make an even finer wife/husband/partner."

Tia Dalma 🐚

Tia was a wild woman. She was extraordinary compared to the rest, she likes to explore those she's interested in.

Tia had only loved once, a man from a long time ago but he betrayed her.

Tia being in love would finally heal her wounded heart.

She would be able to move on but not destroy Davy Jones as he was her past.

Tia was greeting Jack Sparrow, an old friend.

"Jack Sparrow," Tia smiled at the captain.

"Tia--" Jack noticed you behind the back "question, who's that" he pointed.

"She/he/y/n is a child with a destiny," Tia said no more than that.

"New friend, congrats, love," Jack smiled.

"She's/he's/their more than just that," Tia implied.

Jack was astonished, although he didn't know the full story.

Tia had guided you from the beginning, she was a goddess you fell for.

When she confronted Davy Jones, you felt Jealous knowing her past.

Davy would kill you for taking his lover.

If Tia confessed, she would do it after her Goddess form "my y/n," she whispered.

Carina smyth ✨

Carina was a very smart woman, an astrologist curious to know who her father was.

Carina being in love is more likely to involve her being caring toward you.

She would spend time with you and tell you about the stars and her past.

Carina was talking to Henry; Henry respected her decision but felt bad for himself as he had a crush on her.

Carina was watching over you as you were tied with Henry and Jack to lead Barbossa and his men toward the trident.

"I don't believe now's the time to be asking odd questions, henry," Carina whispered.

"You like her/him/them. I understand, but what would happen if the captain killed us? " He whispered back.

"I think you should tell her/him/them, or they'll be no other time," he said.

Carina looked toward you as Captain Barbossa untied her to guide them over the waters.

She quickly demanded a word with you, or she won't tell them. Barbossa impatient said she had 5 minuets.

"Y/n, listen, I should've said something earlier, but I'm glad you're here with me," she admitted. "If I ever did meet my father, he would be proud of us".

If carina confessed, it would be after she found out who her father was. "I love you; I really do."

Armando salazar 👻

Salazar was sailing the seas, hunting down pirates until he died from the hands of Jack Sparrow.

Armando was human and when he fell in love he showed it through his soft side.

When he turned into the un-dead, he became cruel, cold and merciless.

Salazar kept an eye out for only one thing; revenge on sparrow.

He looked over the deck to reminisce over his past life.

He remembered you, your warmth and soft touch.

It was the only part that made him feel human.

You were probably long gone by now since Salazar had lived on for quite sometime.

That was until Jack had an encounter. After Salazar had become human from the trident breaking.

His flesh and memories were flooding back, ones of love and joy.

"I am back mi amore, I am alive," he muttered.

However, it was short lasted when Barbossa sacrificed himself to the sea killing him in the process.

"I-am-alive" as his last and final vision was you.

If he confessed, it would be when he was human and did it in a shy yet ambitious manner. "Sounds stupid, doesn't it, but te amo y/n."

Phillip swift 📔

Phillip was captured by the infamous blackbeard.

He was forced to work under his name, as a servant of the pirates.

Phillip had been tortured, physically and mentally by the captains cruel nature.

The only thing that kept him going was his bible.

When Phillip was in love it would've been with you either as a captive or a mermaid/merman/merperson.

Phillip escaped the treacherous crew from the fountain and ran back to find you.

"You came back" you said with your hands tied up to a tree "why".

"God gives love to all, gods creation shall be protected." he used a small dagger to untie you.

"I am his messenger, I will not let you die," he tried hard to uncut you.

"Phillip, I'm not special, I'm not worth your time," you said.

"What, of course you are. You are god's beautiful gift to this world, as you are mine" he finally uncut the bonds holding you.

You fell back into the water as he let you escape.

You had some options to take him with you or leave him on land.

If he confessed, he would say outright, "You are a beautiful creature, made from the heavens above."

Syrena 🧜‍♀️

Syrena was caught by the crew for her tears.

She didn't know the human world, but she knew cruelty.

You were a boatswain on black beard's ship. Angelica prompted you as she thought you were more tougher.

You kept an eye on everything, the riggings, the crew, and the order.

Syrena became friendlier with you and Phillip. However, you were short lasted as you started to have feelings for syrena.

One night, while Jack was hunting for the chalices. You stuck out.

You brought a small cutlass with you and cut the bindings.

With no word you grabbed syrenas hand and ran.

"Where are we going" she said.

"To freedom" you replied.

Phillip got up and went to check on syrena when she was nowhere to be found.

The crew had no idea where the mermaid or you went but it put angelica and her father in a heap.

They were ordered to hunt you down and kill you.

She looked into the sea yet without a second thought looked back.

"Come, come with me, you save me, I do the same in return," Syerna held your hand.

"I, I can't, you're a mermaid, and I'm a human it wouldn't work," you said sadly.

Syrena looked up and kissed you before diving into the sea. Her tail sparkling in gold.

"I understand, but what's left for you up here?" she pointed toward the way back.

You held your hand out as Syerna dragged you into the sea, never to be found again.

If she confessed, it would be, "I feel it for you, a human feeling for you, I love you."

Angelica tech 👢

Angelica was under the eyes of her father, she had to play a very strict role in order to survive.

She was no mere lady, she was the first mate of her father.

She was Jack sparrows ex-lass, an old flame, broken woman of the seas.

Angelica trusted no one. She didn't want to be played for a fool ever again.

Angelica in love would be like having a second chance only, be careful not to break it.

One night, you set up a romantic giving that was until Jack ruined it.

"So let me guess this straight, she likes you, you like her, and you hate me," Jack questioned. "And you're just here," he pointed to the bard, who smiled and waved back.

"Aye, Jack, this is none of your business," Angelica spoke.

"You should've known. If you wanted me back, you wouldn't have left, " angelica concluded.

"Nah, but see here, love, she doesnt know who you are" Jack turned to you.

"Jack, she/he/y/n doesn't have to know of my life," angelica persisted.

"Though you proclaim to be the daughter of-" Jack nearly spilt her secret.

"I'll cut your eye out Jack!" Angelica interrupted.

"I got a second chance, a chance that you never gave me, and I'll be damn sure you don't ruin it" Angelica threatened.

"Hang on, don't she/he/they know that's blackbeards daughter" the bard spilled.

"Now that wasn't me," Jack defended.

"You're a pirate," you question.

"Yes, yes I am, at heart like my father" angelica admitted.

"Pirate or not, you're still the heart of my sea," you asked.

If angelica confessed, it would be sweet and passionate. "My y/n, you are always mi amore."

Edward tech🏴‍☠️

He was one of the most fearsome pirates known to date.

In the fountain of youth, you were captured as a concubine/concubinus/partner.

You weren't exactly treated with care, always expected to somehow pleasure and entertain all the crew and its captain.

You grew to be tough once you were in the fountain of youth you were forced to join.

Phillip and syrena were the closest you had ever gotten to a friendship.

One night, you entered the cabin to confront the captain.

Though it wasn't as planned as you were held back.

It wasn't easy, but as time went on, you had grown soft for his daughter.

On the other hand, it was decided you were to be made as a pirate bride/husband/partner.

You grew to hate the life but slowly developed feelings.

As you got to the fountain of youth, it was surprising he chose to sacrifice his daughter instead of you.

Though in the end, he may have died, but it was revealed he indeed had feelings for you as he muttered out your name before falling to bone.

Joshamee Gibbs 🍻

Gibbs was Jack's loyal first mate, a member of his crew.

Gibbs was more logical than Jack was and acted like a father figure toward him as a dear friend.

Gibbs was surely never once had been in love as he valued the sea more.

One day, you came on board as Jack's "friend" to see the pearl.

as he set sail, Gibbs had taken more of a liking to you.

Jack would certainly get jealous of all the attention Gibbs is giving you.

Usually falling off the barrels as you walk past from drinking as he was caught off guard.

He would speak to you about the ways of the ship, boasting on about Jack.

Gibbs eventually settled his mind on one thing yet he had to make a hard decision to choose you or the sea.

Gibbs one night decided to take you on a date with the help of "jack".

One day, Gibbs came in to admit something.

"Ah, Master Gibbs, glad you're here, I need yo-" Jack noticed Gibbs's words.

"Jack, it ain't easy, I thought it be the sea, but oh, miss/mr/y/n was certainly a sight." Gibbs reminisced.

"Who, the girl/guy/person, well bloody didnt well know that," Jack furrowed his eyebrows.

"Jack, ye've been intertwined wit lasses before, whaddya do ta reel them in" he asked for advice.

Jack smiled, thinking, "Guess I won the bet, ye owe me a lot of shillings and doubloons Hector".

"Right mate, first you have to set the mood hm, then add some passion t'your evening then--" Jack gave Gibbs a sly look.

"Then wha" Gibbs smiled following along.

"Then you leave the next morning and set your sights on the sea," Jack smiled.

"Jack, I ain't spendin' a crack at jenny's teacup wit her/him/them," Gibbs firmly said.

"Hm, then that's on you, mate," Jack wandered off to find some rum.

If Gibbs confessed, it would be like the old school couple kind "y/n, I ain't usually interested in many bah, ye be one o' a kind, I love ye from the bottom o' the briny deep ta tha top o'tha shining stars".

Ragetti and Pintel 👁💢

Ragetti and pintel are two of the same, not the smartest but not the worst either.

One day in tortuga, the two spotted the sight of a good looking lass/lad/person.

"Look o'er there, quite a looker ey" pintel winked.

"Yeah, bets they taken though" Ragetti thought.

"Only one's way ta find out," Pintel smiled.

"Wait, we's can't just goes o'er there, i means look at them and looks at us" Ragetti halted pintel.

"Who cares if she/he/they's aint inta us, well plunder er/im/em," pintel replied.

"I wouldn't do tha', I would take em out ta sail unda' tha stars n' then dance wit them under the moonlight, reciting some love words" Ragetti swooned at his idea.

Pintel looked at Ragetti like he was repulsive "I would's bring er/im/em ta tha brigs n' if cap'n don't want er, then I'll take em" pintel smiled at the evil thought.

"Ya's ave' ta be in love ta treat em right, I wouldn't hurt em otherwise" ragetti intervened.

"Love, it's repulsive t'ward pirates, keeps us doin' mushy stuff tha aint them" Pintel cringed.

"N'alright, if ye ain't gonna treat em right, then i's will." ragetti approached you.

Pintel grabbed him by the arm. "Hangs on who's says you's get firsts claim".

"I did" ragetti growled. Then the two grabbed out their cutlasses and started to sword fight over the pettiness of you.

If the two were in love, it would be weird yet funny to watch. Ragetti would be intelligent in his ways of speaking to you while pintel would probably scare you off.

Captain Teague 🎸

Teague is an old sea salt, the keeper of codes and the first in the Brethren court.

He would be seated in the Brethren courts meeting when Jack greeted his dear old dad.

"Ello' Jackie" Teague greeted his son.

"Dad" Jack greeted back.

"Been a while, hasn't it" Jack admitted.

"Hm, seems so" Teague replied.

A woman/man/person comes around and greets their husband with a smile and curtious look.

"Who's that" Jack asked.

"They be my new mate" teague didn't reply much more then that.

"Does this mean I ave' a new parent now" Jack looked confused.

"How's mum" Jack asked curiously.

Teague pulled out a shrunken head of her as Jack smiled awkwardly. "She looks great."

You on the other hand smiled at Jack's reaction as you wrapped yourself around your husband.

"Sparrow" you muttered.

Teague treated you with respect and sometimes played his guitar to you.

If he confessed, it would be sudden. "Hmm, guess I would say I love you, but be a bit cliche really".

Bootstrap Bill🐚

Bootstrap was apart of the cursed crew on the Dutchman.

He had no free will and even missed his son.

You were the only bright part of his life, he would protect you from Davys grasp.

Bootstrap Bill in love would bring back memories of his former, dead lover arabella.

You looked after bootstrap as he talked about his son.

One day bootstrap got punished by Davy Jones.

"No, it's not her/him/them it was me" bootstrap defended.

Bootstrap held his end for you and got whipped at the boucan.

Bootstrap would be the most protective man that would stick out for you.

Bootstrap admitted his confession when you were hurt. "I'm sorry y/n, I loved you, I couldn't go through with Davy hurtin' you."

Redd the pirate 👩‍🦰

Redd was a tough woman. She was previously a wench and now she's a pirate.

Redd would be protective of you and she would defend you in any way she could.

She would hold many adventures with you and let you set sail with her.

"Seem's the ol landlubber knows how ta sail" she smiled to you.

"Seems the ol' lass knows her words" you replied.

Redd would be hanging around Tortuga while having fun.

She was auctioned off originally for being a pirate bride however she sailed with barbossas old crew on the wicked wench.

You showed redd respect compared to the rest of the drunkards.

If she confessed, she would kiss your forehead while saying, "Be not many like ye, a true lady/gent/person ta show this lass a yey ol time. I be willin ta spend e'ry shillings on ye if ye take this lass out on a blissful evenin".

Anyways that's all I have for now:

Ta Ta ✨

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Description: After being cheated on by an NCIS agent, you decide to move to Quantico and join the BAU. What happens when you fall for the Handsome Unit Chief? Will you confront your past, or will it stop you from moving on?

Author’s Note: This has been in my drafts for like months. I actually forgot about it. The reader is Gibbs daughter as well, so there’s a lot going on, but I actually liked how this turned out. Lmk what you think <3. Also, not my gif.

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"You cheated on me?" You asked hesitantly. So quiet he barely heard it. His eyes closed and he held his head in his hands.

"I don't- I don't understand. Y-you said you had to work late." Your lip quivered, and your voice stayed quiet and soft. He wished you would yell at him. He wished you were angry. It would be so much easier than the heartbroken look on your face.

"I'm so sorry y/n. I don't know what I was thinking. It just, it just happened." He desperately wanted to bring you into his arms. To hold you. To kiss you. But he lost that privilege

"I- I. I thought you loved me." You were full on crying now. You couldn't bring yourself to do anything but sob silently on the couch. You were so heartbroken. "I thought we were happy." You sniffed, trying so hard to stop the tears.

"Y/n it was a one time thing. I still love you. You are the love of my life. I want to marry you and have kids with you and grow old with you. Please, please forgive me. Please baby." He grabbed your hands, and you let out a sob.

"No." Your voice remained small as you pulled your hands away. Slowly you stood up, the tears still falling. "Goodbye Jimmy." He was crying now.

"Please don't go. Please. I love you. Baby we can work this out. Please." But you ignored his pleas. You stood up, grabbed your phone and keys and walked out. You started your car and pulled out of the driveway.

You aren't sure how you made it there in one piece, but you seemed to have mastered the art of driving while crying.

You drove to the only person who would make you feel any better at all.

Gibbs.

You pulled into his driveway, shut off your car, and made your way inside. You searched around and found him in the basement.

"Y/n? What's th’matter?” He set down his sander and walked over to you as soon as he saw the tears in your eyes. You didn't cry often, so it shocked him seeing you like this.

"Dad." You let out a sob. He held you tight and ran his hand through your hair soothingly.

"Hey, hey. Calm down f’me. Breathe. Tell me what happened." There was no sugar coating it, so you just said those dreadful words.

"He-he cheated on me." His eyes flashed with anger before he quickly brought you into his arms even tighter than before.. You were crying so hard now. He had never seen you so broken. He wished he could do something, anything. He didn't even know you were seeing anyone. Well he knew, of course he knew. He just didn't know who.

"It's okay sweetheart, I'm right here." He held you until you calmed down. He took you upstairs, made you some tea and sent you to bed. You didn't sleep a wink. No matter how comfortable the guest bed was.

You woke the next morning feeling even worse than the night before. You hated this feeling. You hated that a man had reduced you to feeling this way.

You could barely eat, or sleep, or even process anything.

It was torture.

This routine continued for about 2 weeks, before you had had enough.

You knew your father would hate it. But you needed to leave.

You just couldn't stay.

"I think that I'm going to move to Quantico. Take that job with the FBI." You said at dinner one night. Your dad looked slightly shocked, but not overall surprised. He was silent for a long time before speaking up.

"Well, you know I will support you in whatever you do. Even if it is the FBI." You giggled at the distaste in his voice.

"I just think I need to start over. Get away from everything. It's just too hard to stay in DC right now." He understood. And of course he helped you move all of your stuff and settle in in the upcoming weeks. He really didn't like that you were going into the FBI instead of NCIS, but he was just glad you were happy.

And you really were. Over the next month, you really picked yourself up. Your new team, the BAU, had become like another family. They welcomed you with open arms and you felt truly whole for the first time since you found out Jimmy cheated. They, of course, figured that out quickly, being profilers and all. And they all were quick to decide that they hated whoever Jimmy Palmer was.

The next couple months of settling into the team were perfect. You were best friends with Spence and Morgan. Jj had turned into the sister you had lost long ago. Prentiss and Garcia are always ready for a girls night. And Rossi, who was pretty close with your dad, watching over you at your father's request. The only person you had yet to get close to, was Hotch. Jj told you not to take it personally. That he was a closed off man and that he didn't really like change. You of course just thought he didn't like you.

That was until a particular case, where an unsub was hunting down women that looked very similar to you. The team decided it was best that you go undercover, and you were all for it ready to do your job. Unfortunately, it didn't go well. The unsub pulled a gun before anyone could think and shot you in the shoulder. It was unbearably painful and you can barely remember what happened. But you remember Hotch standing over you, applying pressure to your wound. He looked scared as hell and that was just about more terrifying than getting shot. You passed out soon after that.

Waking in the hospital was awful. The lights are too bright, the pain in your shoulder, that scratchy throat. But the hand on your own shocked you more than anything. You looked over to find a fluff of dark hair on the side of your bed. You recognized it instantly as Hotch. Your heart fluttered and you gently shook him awake. He shot up.

"Y/n. You're awake." You smiled softly at him. "How do you feel?"

"Like I was shot." His face hardened. "But overall okay I guess. But wh-what are you doing here?" You asked, scared for his response.

"I couldn't leave. Seeing you get shot, just made me realize how stupid I was being." He wasn't making sense.

"Hotch, you lost me." He stared into your eyes.

"Aaron, call me Aaron please." You were so very confused. "I'm going to do something and feel free to slap me."

"Wha-?" You were cut off by his lips on your own. You were shocked, but it didn't take you long to kiss him back. You were lost in each other, your lips meeting with unmatched passion. But your thoughts strayed to the fact that you were kissing your boss. You had sworn that after Jimmy had cheated on you, you would never date another agent. You hadn’t been on your father’s NCIS team, but you had still had to work with Jimmy on occasion, and ultimately left when he broke your heart.

It was with this thought that you pulled away from Hotch. He looked at you, a smile on his face, and your next words, physically hurt to say.

“We can’t.” You whisper, and his smile falls. His eyebrows furrow, and he nods in understanding.

“Of course, I don’t know what I was thinking.” He pulls his hand away, and you watch him close himself off. He stands, leans across your bed and presses a kiss to your forehead, before turning to leave.

Were you making a mistake? Hotch isn’t Jimmy. You can’t judge every man because you were hurt one time.

“Wait!” Hotch stops in the doorway. He turns slowly, and his eyes meet yours. You’re too scared to say what you really want to, so you say anything that comes to mind.

“Why didn’t you say anything sooner?” You ask, and Hotch takes a moment before moving back to his chair.

“I didn’t want to scare you away. I know you were hurt in your last relationship.” He pauses, hesitantly taking your hand in his. “And I was scared.” His eyes meet yours once again. “So I pushed you away. I tried as hard as I could to not get close to you. But then you got hurt, and I didn’t want anything to happen to you without you knowing that I care about you. A lot.” He waits with bated breath for your response. And when a smile blooms across your face, he lets out a breath of air.

“I promised myself I would never date someone I work with again.” You squeeze his hand and place your other on his cheek. “But, I know you aren’t Jimmy. I know you would never try to hurt me.” Your heart pounds out of your chest. “I care about you too. A lot.” You whisper, and his lips are on yours again. It’s less passionate than the first time, but just as meaningful. In that moment, you know you made the right choice.

And that was the beginning of your relationship. It was rocky in the beginning. Trying to hide it from the team was close to impossible, but it worked for about 5 months. They eventually caught the two of you making out in the break room when you had thought everyone had left. Aaron's fault really.

He had insisted everyone was gone.

Of course a girls night was planned where you told them everything, from the first kiss, to the first date, to when you met Jack, and the fact that you practically lived at his apartment.

About a year into the relationship, he asked you to move in with him, and of course he met your dad. You weren't the least bit surprised when you walked away for a second and heard your father tell Aaron that he would "kill him and make it look like an accident if he ever hurt his daughter." To which Aaron replied with an awkward chuckle, simply saying he would never hurt you, that you were the love of his life.

Another 6 months brought you to a very fancy restaurant and the man you had hopelessly fallen in love with down on one knee next to your table. You both cried as you said yes and kissed softly as strangers surrounding you cheered. Everything had turned around, and you were so incredibly happy.

That was, until your first joint case with NCIS.

It was a normal day and everyone was sitting at their desks when Aaron came out of his office.

"We have a case. It's a bad one, wheels up in 20. We'll be collaborating with one of the NCIS teams in DC. We'll brief you on the plane. Gibbs, my office please." You stood and walked up to his office, not at all surprised that he called you up. You were dreading his next words.

"It's your dad's team." You sighed. Aaron was surprised at the saddened look on your face. He was the only one, besides your father, who didn't know who the cheating ex was. "What's wrong?"

"There is something I should tell you." You took a deep breath before sitting in the chair in front of his desk. "The guy I was with before you, the guy who cheated on me, is Jimmy Palmer. He's on my father's team. My dad doesn't even know that it's him. But I want you to know before you hear it from anyone else." He was quick to walk around the desk and he pulled you into his arms.

"If you need to sit this one out you can. We can manage." You smiled softly at his kindness. This man understood you like no other.

"No, it's alright. I haven't seen the man in almost 3 years, and I'm sure it will be fine." You couldn't have been more wrong. It was in fact very not fine. As soon as you entered the NCIS building, a sense of dread filled you. Jimmy’s wide eyes found yours and as soon as he was introduced, the team instantly knew who he was. The case was messy, especially since no one from your team trusted Palmer, at all. But you managed to close the case while saving the last victim. Both teams had decided to go out to a bar to celebrate and you were dreading it.

The bar wasn't too crowded, and you stayed relatively close to Aaron or your father most of the night. Jimmy had taken that as a sign to stay away from you. And it worked, until you went to get refills. He volunteered to help and there was no escaping. Once you reached the bar and ordered the drinks he began talking.

"Listen Y/n, I just wanted you to know that I miss you a lot." He began, taking your hand in is. It took everything in you not to punch him square in the nose. "And I still love you. I was hoping that you might want to give us another chance." You were shocked. The man you hadn't seen in 3 years, who had cheated on you had the audacity to say all of this.

"I-I don't feel that way for you anymore. I'm sorry Jimmy. But you screwed up, and you lost me. You need to deal with that." You grabbed the drinks and took them back to your table. Aaron and your father recognized the look of panic in your eyes and they were instantly on alert. Aaron was about to say something when Jimmy grabbed your arm.

"Y/n, you're being ridiculous. We were happy, we can still be happy." You tried ripping your arm from his grasp, but he had a rather tight hold. Aaron stood and he towered over Jimmy. Jimmy glared at Aaron, but his next words shook Palmer to his core.

"Let go of my fiance." He spoke sternly. The look on Jimmy’s face was priceless. "Now." He did as he was told.

"Y-your fiance?" You nodded your head, lifting your hand to sheepishly show Jimmy the ring. Your dad cleared his throat from behind you and had a look of utter confusion on his face.

"Ah yes. Dad, this is the cheating ex. Jimmy, this is my dad, but I'm pretty sure you know him." Palmer looked scared as your father stood next to Aaron. He was quick to turn around and run out of the building, his tail between his legs. You turned around and looked at Aaron with love and adoration.

"Thank you." He smiled softly and took you into his arms. And you all sat back down and enjoyed the rest of your evening. And that night as you lay in bed with Aaron, you couldn't help but smile at the twists of fate that led you to the moment.

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Thank you guys so much for reading. This was an old work, in my drafts for months, so if it’s aweful, please tell me lol.

Also, I’m going to go back through and look at some of my previous requests. Hopefully I will be able to answer as many as possible in the next few weeks.

Thank you guys for your constant support, it means the world <3

#imagine #aaron hotchner x reader #angst #reader insert #criminal minds #fluff #hotch x reader #aaron hotchner #criminal minds imagine #criminal minds x reader #gibbs x reader #ncis imagine #ncis #ncis x reader #Jimmy Palmer x reader #Jimmy Palmer #gibbs x daughter #hotch imagine #Jack Hotchner

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hoffnungswolke · 1 year

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You can plan for a change in weather and time But I never planned on you changing your mind

#ncisedit #jack sloane #jethro gibbs #gibbs x sloane #slibbs #I took a nap while I listened to my tswift playlist #woke up and chose violence #you're welcome #mine

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dutchessofcaladan · 24 days

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Pirates of the Caribbean: Wrath of the Kraken

My 1st Pirates fic! And before you ask: No. I didn't abandon Ghostbusters: Soul Resurgence. My hyperfixation wheel decided to spin and somehow landed on Pirates of the Caribbean (I blame Geoffrey Rush).

Anyway, this fic (and possibly others, we'll see how this goes) will be a continuation of the PotC franchise (not a reboot like Disney so stupidly decided on) and will feature new and returning characters as well as take inspiration from previous films and the mobile game Tides of War.

And just like Ghostbusters: Soul Resurgence, a bit thank you to @phantomoftheparadise0002 for beta-reading this!

Summary: When Jack recruits Smith to help him find the lost relics of Cortez, their mission doesn't go as planned when they run into terrors and joys from their past, ultimately witnessing the resurrection of the Dutchman...and her beloved Captain.

TW: Some language

Jack smiled as his face became illuminated by the moon, its light shining through the parting clouds.

"Mr. Gibbs!" He shouted from the helm.

"Cap'n?" Gibbs responded, turning to Jack.

"Prepare the Pearl for docking!"

"But Cap'n, where be the dock?"

"Look through the mist, Mr. Gibbs." Jack smiled.

As if by magic, the mist faded, revealing the fortress that had been built into the side of a mountain.

"El Silencio en el mar Caspio." Jack all but sighed, as if he was returning home. "The Silence in the Caspian Sea."

As the ship got closer to the dock, Jack hopped down to the main deck, Cotton having taken the wheel.

"ALRIGHT STEADY! STEADY!" Jack shrieked as the ship aligned itself.

A terrified look covered his face as a loud snap echoed from the front of the ship.

Turning back to Cotton he shouted, "No matter! Everything's fine!" Pulling Gibbs to him he whispered, "Let's just hope she'll go easy on him otherwise we'll need a new helmsman."

Gibbs turned to him in shock. Before he could ask who they were here to see, Jack had hopped off the ship and started down what was left of the dock.

"Oi!" One of the guards shouted, blocking Jack's way. "What do you think you're doin'?"

Jumping back slightly, Jack looked at him in confusion. "Have we met before?" He questioned bluntly.

Before the guard could answer, Jack snapped his fingers, delight painting his face.

"I've got it!" He slurred. "You're one of those guards from Port Royal!" Leaning in close he asked, "Have you learned to swim yet?"

He jumped as the guard let out an angered huff.

"Let's just forget that last bit, shall we?" His eyes widened slightly, seeing that the guards expression hadn't changed. "How 'bout this: I'll go wait in that tavern over there, have a few drinks, while you go get your Captain for me."

Before the guard could answer, Jack pushed past him towards the tavern.

"Pirate, nay. Privateer."

"I'm disinclined to acquiesce your request. Means no."

"Aye. But that's a gamble of long odds, ain't it?"

"There's no guarantee of comin' back. Passin' on, that's dead certain."

"Too long me fate has not been in me own hands. No longer."

"Do ya mean grass? On a farm? Milkin’ a cow? Makin’ cheese? While they sink me treasure?! I'm a Pirate. Always will be."

"You know the first thing I'm gonna do after the curse is lifted...eat a whole bushel of apples."

“For too long I've been parched of thirst and unable to quench it. Too long I've been starving to death and haven't died. I feel nothing. Not the wind on my face nor the spray of the sea. Nor the warmth of a woman's flesh.”

“You best start believing in ghost stories Ms. Turner. You’re in one!”

"I'm the master of me ship. Not Blackbeard. I'm the master of me fate. Not Blackbeard. So I did what needed done. I survived."

"Nay, belay that! Let ‘er run straight and true!"

"Brace up yards, ya cack-handed deck apes! Dyin' is the day worth livin' for!"

"I feel...cold."

Smith awoke in a cold sweat to someone banging on her door. Standing up, she went to open it.

"What do you want, Mullroy?" She growled, glaring daggers at the guard who'd been banging on her door.

"Pardon me for awakin' you, Captain, especially at this hour, but," the look on her face told him to get to the point, "there's a man, in the tavern. He requested that I bring you to him."

Grumbling, Smith slammed the door, only to reamerge moments later fully dressed, motioning to Mullroy to take her to him.

As Jack downed his 4th mug of rum, the door to the tavern opened.

"Jack Sparrow." Smith smirked.

"Smith! It's been too long!" Steadying himself as he stood. "Hasn't it?"

"Aye." Her smile was strained. "9 years."

Heading to the table and pulling up a chair, Smith leaned close to Jack.

"What the hell are you doing here, Jack?"

Leaning forward, Jack slurred, "I've heard stories. Of a great treasure that lies at the bottom of the Atlantic. It's said to be one of the relics of Cortez himself."

Sensing she wasn't paying attention, he poked her in the forehead.

"'re you alright?" He asked.

"I've been having these...dreams." She sighed. "Every night for the past 9 years. Every single one about Hector. It's like he's calling to me."

"Tis not Barbossa who calls to you."

Swiftly turning in the direction of the voice, Jack aimed his pistol while Smith readied her sword.

Jack's eyes widened.

"Calypso." Smith's eyes narrowed.

"In de flesh." The Sea Goddess smiled, black teeth shining in the dim light of the rising Sun.

"What do you want?" Smith held her sword more firmly.

"Not'ing more dan to give you a gift."

"A gift?" Jack questioned. "Did you bring me a gift too?"

Calypso shot him an incredulous look, causing his smile to fall.

"Tis more of a...repayment, den a gift."

Smith's eyebrows furrowed. "A repayment? For what?"

Stepping closer, Calypso smiled. "In time, you and Jack will venture to dah sea. Dehn you will fallow Deh Map No Man Can Read. Dehr you will find your repayment."

"Repayment for what?" Smith repeated.

"You'll see."

As quick as she'd arrived, Calypso vanished.

"The Map No Man Can Read." Smith repeated, turning to Jack. "You don't think-"

"Think what?"

Before he could get an answer, Smith fled the tavern.

Placing her hands upon the wheel of the Queen Anne's Revenge, Smith let out a shaky breath. For the first time in 9 years, she stood at the helm of her ship. Her. Ship. Those words felt wrong. No. This was Hector's ship. He had been the one to take it from Blackbeard. He had been the one to make the Revenge what it was today.

Taking a deep breath, she pulled her sword from its sheath and thrust it into the air, the tip of it gleaning in the newly risen Sun. As she did so, the wine colored Sails were released from their bonds, the early morning air filling them. Thrusting the sword towards the bow of the ship, she watched as her crew tumbled down the deck at the sudden burst of acceleration.

Returning the sword to its sheath, she addressed her crew. "All hands! Ply to windward! Get crackin' ye bloomin' cockroaches!" She let out a laugh as her crew joined. "The Crown served me well! But now, by the Gods of sea and sky, make way for Tortuga!" Her crew cheered as the ship continued on.

Smiling as he heard the cheers of Smith's crew, Jack whispered to himself, "That's my girl."

#pirates of the caribbean #jack sparrow x platonic!oc #hector barbossa x oc #pirates of the caribbean fanfiction #davy jones #calypso #tia dalma #jack the monkey #joshamee gibbs #jack sparrow #hector barbossa #the flying dutchman #queen anne's revenge #the black pearl #potc game “tides of war”#self insert #writers on tumblr #writeblr

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nastylouis · 3 months

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Hey everyone! I posted yesterday my Jack Sloane's tribute (can't believe three years have passed since ncis went downhill (katrina i love u but u cant salvage this series alone)) but I had forgotten to put the link here, lol!

#ncis #cbs #jack sloane #jack sloane ncis #slibbs #slibbs edit #ncis edit #sloane x gibbs #youtube #when emma falls in love #Youtube

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drarreckyninja · 1 year

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Boo: Is the plural of milf/dilf milfs/dilfs or milves/dilves? Jack: Milfs. Red: Milf/dilf is an acronym, you can't change the spelling to milves/dilves. Boo: Wait, they're acronyms? What do they stand for??? Hiccup: Mom in late forties, dad in late fourties. Hiccup: I learned that from the movie called M.I.L.F that I saw the trailer of in theaters probably 5 to 7 years ago. Red: Mom/dad I'd Love to Fuck. Boo: WAIT, WHAT THE FUCK— Boo: I NEVER REALIZED IT WAS ACTUALLY HORNY! Hiccup: Oh, is it not mom in late fouries? Jack: What? No! It isn't! Hiccup: THE MOVIE TRAILER LIED TO ME! Red: Hiccup... Hiccup: THIS IS WHY I DIDN'T THINK CALLING PEOPLE MILFS WAS ALL THAT BAD BECAUSE IT STOOD FOR SOMETHING HARMLESS IT JUST HAD A SLIGHTLY SEXUAL CONNOTATION! Red: I am entirely unsurprised that this is coming from you. Hiccup: BOO, DOES IT MAKE SENSE WHY I CALLED THE DIARY OF A WIMPY KID MOM A MILF NOW BECAUSE I THOUGHT IT WAS LITERALLY JUST A DESCRIPTOR WITH FUNNY CONNOTATION! Boo: The word milf has been ruined for me. Jack: THAT'S ITS DEFINITION, IT CAN'T BE RUINED THAT'S WHAT IT MEANS! Red: Y'all are dumbasses.

#incorrect quotes #hoodwinked #monsters inc #animated movies #how to train your dragon #rise of the guardians #red puckett #boo gibbs #hiccup haddock #jack frost #red x boo #hiccup x jack #redboo #hijack

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atrxides · 1 year

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You’re Losing Me by Taylor Swift

stop, you’re losing me I can’t find a pulse my heart won’t start anymore... for you

#this song from jack's pov in season 18 shattered my heart #gibbs fumbled the biggest bag of all time #blondie better pay for my therapy #DO SOMETHING BABE SAY SOMETHING #you're losing me #taylor swift #slibbs #jack x gibbs #jack sloane #leroy jethro gibbs #sloane x gibbs #jack sloan x jethro gibbs #18x07 #18x08 #ncis #jaqueline sloane #maria bello #mark harmon

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tragic-shadows · 2 years

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Sorry Idk if your taking requests rn since you haven’t been posting and that’s fine but if you do start again can you do a Angst story with no happy ending please with Gibbs x reader with the prompts 15. “Why don’t you love me?” And 35. “I regret everything” And also 43. “Tell me you love me, or leave”

You don’t have to 💗

A/N: WHATTTT!! Did I randomly get the urge to start writing again?? Maybe.. Absolutely love every single one of you🤍🤍

Title: And I Might Be Okay (But I'm Not Fine At All)

Word Count: 1044

Warnings: None

Pairing(s): GibbsxReader, Slibbs

It happened gradually. You supposed that was how all things with love were. You fall into love slowly, and you fall out of love slowly. Although, maybe the argument could be made that it's all in one split second. You see them and they see you and BAM! Neither of you are ever the same again. Unless you never actually feel out of love, only deeper into resentment.

"Why?" You whisper, simply staring at him, the woman in his bed that was not you completely forgotten. You were downstairs now in the basement, holding up in front of him what you had found. Your own boyfriend in your own bed. You didn't know who's it was but you didn't care, it wasn't yours. "Why would you do this?"

"Y/N," He took a step towards you carefully, almost as if he was afraid you were a bomb about to go off with one wrong move. "It's not what ya' think. I- you were never supposed to-"

"To find out?" Your voice could barely be classified as a whisper.

"To fall in love with me. And I- I was never supposed to fall in love with you!"

"But I did, and you did and you promised.. You promised!" You wanted to yell but you couldn't. You took a step backwards, hitting your back against the wall. "Jethro you promised. Who was it?"

Jethro shook his head. "Please-"

"Who. Was. It?" You stop on every word, looking him deeper in the eyes with every syllable. "Bishop? Abby? Jack?" He shifted. "Of course," you laughed at how silly this all was. "You said you would wait till I was ready but you just couldn't so you banged my best friend. IN MY OWN BED!" This time you did yell. "Because all you wanted from me was physical love, because the emotional love I have just couldn't be enough."

"No I-"

"Don't lie to me Jethro. Did you or did you not sleep with Jacqueline Sloane?" His silence was all the conformation you needed, you knew. But you still wanted to hear it.

"Don't make me say it. Like ya' a lot Y/N. Really do."

"Stop. Did you. Or did you not. Sleep. With. Jack? In our bed?"

"I slept with Jack," Jethro admitted, looking away from you and at the picture of the three of you that was sitting on the top of his work bench.

You march over and take the picture, smashing the frame before throwing the photo into the shredder. "My best friend," you scoffed. "You slept with my best friend." The disbelief was gone and now you were angry. You were more disappointed with him, but definitely anger at Jack.

"I'm sorry." Was all he could manage.

"Rule 6."

"I regret everything, she was just so.." Jethro took another step but you shook your head.

"Don't-" you warned.

"Y/N/N." He stepped within arms reach and you did the first thing you could think of, you reached out and slapped him clear across the cheek.

"She was so what? Better than me?"

"No! Y/N we've never even-"

"So that is it, isn't it?"

"Just kinda ya know.." Jethro admitted

"I actually don't know," you hissed back. You glanced again at the pictures above Jethro's work station. A picture of you and Jethro the day you had your first kiss. Abby had captured it on a polaroid and it was absolutely your favorite thing in the house. Well, it was. The baseball bat in the corner seemed pretty great now. "Tell me you love me, or leave." It was as simple as that and yet…

"First of all, this is my house. Ya' get that right. And I do. Love ya' so much Y/N. Just- not as much."

"Not as much as Jack," you concluded.

"Will you stop that! Not about Sloane. Just don't love ya' like when we first met. Ya' changed, Y/N. So uptight."

You had tears spilling down your cheeks as you faced your boyfriend who was also your boss. "Why don't you love me anymore Jethro?"

"Cause you're not you anymore."

"What on earth is that even supposed to mean?"

"Don't know anymore," Jethro admitted. "I don't know who you are cause ya' sure ain't you. Don't think I'll ever be able to fully stop loving you."

"Well, a little less love is second to none." You pull your badge out of your waistband and slam it on the workbench. "Let me know if you ever find a better agent then me. And heck knows I'd have been a better lover than Sloane." You turn your nose up at her name. You glared at him as you made your way up the stairs, but your sly smile quickly faded into tears. You loved Leroy Jethro Gibbs and you always had. You guessed your mom was right, you would wake up cold for the rest of your life.

You grab your keys, wallet, and phone on the way out, not bothering with anything else, dialing your best friend. "Hey J!" You said. You had meant it to sound exciting but it sounded like you wanted to murder her. You kind of did. You cocked your gun and put it back in it's holster, covering it up with your sweatshirt.

"Hey girly! Was gonna call you soon just had a few things to finish up here at the office."

"Jack," you whisper.

"Yeah? Y/N/N are you ok? Do I need to come get you?"

"Jack why did you sleep with Gibbs?"

The line went quiet and all you could hear was her struggled breathing. "Y/N I'm so sorry you were never supposed to find out."

"And that makes it better?"

"No of course not!" She was obviously crying and you wanted to feel bad but you just couldn't.

"Bye Jack," you reply sadly, ending the call. You went in and blocked her number, setting your GPS to Abby's house. Maybe, just maybe she could help. But who were you kidding? Just because Jack was your best friend didn't mean you were hers. No, Abby was for sure. And she was Gibbs's star. No one would ever love you like you loved them.

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jenni3penny · 2 years

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'Enough For Now', Kibbs & mild Slibbs, 'Lawyer'

#this one is for you nonny #also for justagibbsgirl #who was just being funny #and also for tango #who did the timeline legwork #and also coolbyrne #who did the work work #jethro gibbs #kate todd #caitlin todd #jack sloane #kibbs #slibbs #gibbs x kate #gibbs x sloane #ncis summer bingo 2022

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Elizabeth; “What’s wrong with Jack? He’s been laying on the beach for the past fifteen minutes.”

Gibbs; “He’s a little bit overwhelmed.”

Elizabeth; “Why?”

Gibbs; “Loki giggled.”

#He's not proud of his reaction #But Loki was so cute #He's not used to dealing with such feelings #He needs a minute #loki x jack sparrow #elizabeth swann #Joshamee Gibbs

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justafairytailofinnocence · 1 year

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

Hello dear💖, thanks for your request.

How they react to you being cold🥶

Jack sparrow

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Jack strutted down the stairs and walked by you.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Will Turner

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Elizabeth swann

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

You shivered as you took her coat.

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

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

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

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

"I miss jack" you admitted.

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

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

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

Henry turner

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

At least then you would've been warm.

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

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

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

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

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

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

Carina Smyth

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Barbossa demanded "yer' ta navigate".

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

Carina grabbed your hands to try and calm you.

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

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

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

"Orders of the captain" merlot spoke.

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

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

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

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

Hector Barbossa

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

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

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

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

Barbossa growled to himself "argh".

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

James norrington

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Cutler Beckett

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Have you ever shown mercy Cutler" you asked.

"Once upon a time ago" he calmly smiled.

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

Davy Jones

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Tia Dalmer

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

You lightly back away into the warmth with Tia.

Angelica tech

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

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

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

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

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

Angelica helped you up to get you near a fire.

Jack watched Angelica as she helped her profounded new lover.

"Went well I assume" he smiled.

"NOT, now Jack" Angelica snapped.

"Angelica who's that" you questioned.

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

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

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

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

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

Angelica smiled "unfortunately, your too late".

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

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

Edward tech

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Before Jack ran and Jumped over the cliff screaming.

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

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

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

Joshamee Gibbs

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

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

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

He noticed you shivering with a fever.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Phillip Swift

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Syrena

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Your skin should heat up soon" Syrena smiled.

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

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

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

Ragetti and Pintel

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

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

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

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

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

Ragetti kept his gaze focused on the other side.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

You took it and wrapped it around yourself.

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

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

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

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

"Aye, is that so" you smiled.

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

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

You smiled at the two attempting to warm you up.

Bootstrap Bill

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Redd the pirate

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

You accepted the warm coat and wrapped it around yourself.

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

With that, Redd walked off and bid you farewell.

Anamaria

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

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

She couldn't forgive him after that.

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

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

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

You took the coat and wrapped it around you.

You smiled to yourself "thank you".

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

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

Armando Salazar:

Armando was manning the helm when he saw you.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Arabella smith:

Arabella was amongst the crew of Jack Sparrow.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Murtogg and mulroy

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

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

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

"As always a fine morning" murtogg agreed.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Thank you" you replied.

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

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

Lieutenant Theodore Groves

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

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

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

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

"I'm feeling rather cold" you replied.

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

"I thank you--" you replied.

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

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

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

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

Anyways that's all I have for now:

Ta Ta ✨️

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