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savvythepirate · 1 year
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Jack gets jealous
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Pairing: Jack Sparrow x reader
Warnings: None
Requested by: @roguesknights
The Request:
Could I request Jack sparrow x reader where Jack gets a bit jealous of someone flirting with reader?
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“It would never have worked out between us, darling.” Jack Sparrow silently claims.
From the first day of being recruited to the crew of the Black Pearl, Jack Sparrow couldn’t seem to take his eyes off of you.
One day, it dawned onto him as he spent more time then he should have trying to figure out almost desperately why that his heart was trying to tell him something whenever you’re both in the same place together. It had come come across his dull mind, telling Jack that he wanted more out of the friendship he had with you, that Jack Sparrow realizes he was in love with you and could only hope that you returned the feelings just the same. Unbeknownst to the pirate, you sincerely felt the same way. It was not only of shyness or fear of getting rejected you haven’t said anything to each other about it, you both just were unsure how to approach the confession with out making either of you feel weird. All that Jack Sparrow knew was that he wanted and was going to be the first to make a move in to say something about it. But first, he wanted to go to a highly trusting crew mate for advice before making this big approach.
This was definitely a nerve whacking feeling, making him feel more overwhelmed then he should allow himself to. The first crew mate that came to Jack’s mind was Mr. Gibbs, but then something else told him that if he wanted the best advice possible, he should go to a woman he knows with this information. Thankfully to Jack, he had only one another woman onboard who goes by the name of Elizabeth Swann. The ideal purpose of the approach was to avoid any suspicious minds from any of the others who populated the Black Pearl. Although he felt sure of it, he still put some thought into it before deciding that’s what he was going to with. But as Jack Sparrow was looking for Elizabeth, something had captured his undivided attention which had Jack stopping abruptly in his tracks before looking over at you.
Looking over your way, he sees you’re not alone. The company at the moment was Will Turner, watching the two of you talking as if you’re lifelong friends catching up on what was new. The familiar feeling of jealousy crept behind him before taking him over completely, seeing as you were smiling and laughing at something he was telling you made Jack’s blood boiling as he thought that should be him making you smile and laugh. Hatred towards Will Turner was brewing within him, almost like a slow burn of clean cut jealousy. Jack Sparrow started to feel overwhelmed once again which soon turned into livid anger. But it was that anger to have Jack Sparrow have second thoughts about getting advice.
Jack Sparrow could no longer suck it up to get any advice that may have win you to be by his side before anyone else claims you. Jack couldn’t help but think that there was nothing more he wanted to have then you. All he wanted was you, and the possibility of seeing you with someone, holding someone else’s hand scared him to the core. Most nights in the privacy he spent in his cabin, he would wonder what it might be like and feel like to hold your hand in his own. It soon comes to a point for Jack to scoff at you before finally walking away, it felt like forever for Jack to have watched you with Will Turner. At the last minute, you see from the corner of your eye Jack walking away from the two of you intending to go on the top deck of the Pearl. You watched him and quickly got up to follow from behind, wanting to confront him about watching you and Will Turner, wanting the truth.
You weren’t afraid to ask Jack Sparrow flat out, as doing so seemed to be a poor choice to make and could have an ugly outcome, but you went ahead and followed. Once Jack made it, you weren’t far behind and you were determined to figure out why he was watching you. However, Jack Sparrow doesn’t take notice of your presence until you spoke up, that having earned you a dirty look from the pirate you had fallen for. The first thought that came to mind was that maybe he was needing something from you and you didn’t pay him any attention.
“Did you need something?” You ask, looking back at him.
Jack doesn’t respond, so you continue with another question.
“Jack, what’s wrong?”
“Funny you should ask that, (Y/n).” He grumbles, now looking away.
“Pardon?”
“Get it together, (Y/n)! I’m not stupid, I saw the way you and Turner were looking at each other!”
That’s when the realization hit you, Jack Sparrow was jealous! You now understood why he was being hostile towards you… it was jealousy.
It was hard not to feel so amused by this, and you couldn’t help but let an amused expression take over. That was when you decided to tease him a little bit. Before you could however, he caught onto the amused look on your face and got a little upset.
“What?!” He barks.
“Nothing… it’s just that I think you’re cute when you’re jealous.” You playfully tease.
Jack was already upset and that response only added onto that, it only fueled him more, and more curtly.
“I have nothing to be jealous of!”
“Are you sure? Because you know I will figure it out later on and coming back to you with questions.”
Although silent, Jack Sparrow knew you were right and that’s when he needed to be honest because tomorrow never holds promises, tomorrow could even be too late. Jack spits the truth and rushed his words you barely picked up on enough to understand it was a love confession, that putting a smile on your face.
“Alright! Alright, I’ll tell ya! I like you a whole lot, in fact… I… love you.”
Looking back at him, you smile before leaning in to softly peck his cheek before confessing your own feelings.
“That’s good to hear because I love you too, Jack Sparrow.”
Once it was all out in open air, you both stood your ground as if you were frozen to it and just smiled at each other before Jack Sparrow leaning in close up to until your lips met, kissing felt like you were glued, not wanting to pull away from your first shared kiss.
Kissing you was the kiss Jack Sparrow has always wanted.
Just like that, you were now his property.
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@savvythepirate
Requests: OPEN
Tags: @princessofthornsandroses @justafairytailofinnocence @marsswann
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triona-tribblescore · 29 days
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Its like miraculous ladybug with how bad his vision is- (Died over the layout good luck trying to read it in order im sorry- TwT <3)
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mimisplayground · 2 months
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trust exercises with Ghost but its him fucking you in the full nelson. Holding you in front of a mirror and bouncing you up and down like a fleshlight because you hadn’t let him carry you out of a building when you had tripped.
It had nothing to do with distrust in him. You just didn’t want to be a burden on him. But he had whispered in your ear that he wanted to work on your trust in him and then you had found yourself here.
He had a solid grip on you too, one hand perfectly snug around your throat with both arms hooked under your knees. Your face was smushed into the mirror at this point, drool stringing from your mouth.
Fucks you through more than one orgasm, leaves you an incoherent babbling mess and groans in your ear the whole time. Only takes mercy on you when you promise that you trust him.
:( i wanna do trust exercises with ghost
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toktopus-art · 8 months
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part 1 of meme redraws (some of which were requested by the lovely people on my patreon)
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clanborn · 4 months
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song number 10 :)
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I left my soul exposed
To frail hands who hold
My fate up in the air
And through their fingers fall
The meaning of it all
Down to the floor it goes
Is There Anybody Here? - The Dear Hunter
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flokali · 29 days
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Boothill and a corrupt USB with a “love virus”… and you’re the poor, unfortunate engineer forced to deal with him in this state, except his little metal heart has gotten too attached to you and the feeling of overbearing longing that you make him feel… on the bright side, your wanted posters look lovely together ♥︎
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rendevok · 4 months
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step into the light
what do you see?
my sun,
my stars
shining on me
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Hi there, I was wondering if I could maybe request something. I couldn't find your request rules, so tell me if my request goes against that!
I was thinking of relationship headcanons of Senator/Emperor Palpatine (not a "young Palpatine" but THE Palpatine) with a female reader. As little fluff as possible.
Or a Palpatine x Female reader oneshot in which he discovers that the woman he came to love has been manipulating him all along, resulting in his shock and some sort of bloody confrontation (involving massive misuse of the Force).
Again, only if you can! Xx thank you :)
Sure! :)
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kewdose · 2 months
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good morning!! would you be able to draw husk and angel dust cuddling? i just wanna see them being sleepy and in love 😭💜 (also if possible could you make husk purr because he totally would). thank you so much!! i hope you have a good day ^^
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and you 🫵 have an even greater day, HUSKERDUST NATION RISE
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habken · 2 months
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i was scrolling on my fyp and i saw smth about jirou and bakugou and i was wondering if you can draw those two (as best friends ofc) together doing smth like mini golf or rock climbing!
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sure
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rileyslibrary · 8 months
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Ghost would come walking (definitely not running) into your room because you called him at 2 a.m., screaming that there’s a bug flying around.
The guy’s pissed, alright? You gave him a heart attack, it’s a long day tomorrow, and he had to change into his uniform and put on his mask. Also, you could have handled this alone, being a soldier yourself. You know how to eliminate targets; you could have used your slipper in this situation.
On the other hand, he could have stayed in bed and let you deal with it. Hell, he didn’t even need to answer that call. He cares, though he’d rather endure five consecutive hell weeks than admit it.
And then he’d just stand at the door and stare at you being all frantic. You’re running around, tugging at your clothes and shuffling your hair.
He finds it amusing; You’re not in real danger, and that bug is smaller than your big toe. Plus, you didn’t receive any reports of hazardous predatory insects in the area, so it’s safe to assume that this little guy cannot eat human flesh.
But you’re almost in tears, and beg him to stop standing there and do something. He notices how distressed you are and understands that he stalled a little too much. He waits for it to sit still and stomps on it or smashes it with his hand if it’s on the wall.
And then he’d pick it up with a tissue and, instead of throwing it away, he’d just show it to you—indicating that it’s okay and you can calm down—murmuring something like, “this is why you woke me up for; remember it next time you whine about a surprise wake-up call.”
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savvythepirate · 2 years
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Come Sail Away
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Pairing: Jack Sparrow x reader
Warnings: Mentions of wounds, deadly storm, that’s all
Requested: No
Summary: You get hurt during the worst storm to ever have run into while at sea with Jack and the crew
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Usually when it comes to running into a storm while sailing the ocean’s waters, it was usually mild and easy going.
It was late in the night, and while you’d be helping Jack keep watch while sailing, the storm got more aggressive by the minute and the next thing you know, you’re basically riding the waves. Jack would never admit this out loud, but he was worried about you being on deck with him during a storm like this, a storm that was as bad as it was.
Out of the blue, he asks you to take shelter in the bunker of the ship and to try and get some sleep while he continues keeping watch. You protested at first, but you quickly reminded yourself that it would be best to do what he says then to argue back.
“I’ll keep the next watch, go and get some sleep.”
“Are you sure you’ll be okay without my help?”
“I’ve told you so before, you should know.”
As you were no longer in where he could see you, he calls over to one of the crew members and orders for them to guard your door so that he can have his own peace of mind settle in knowing you’re safe and out of the storm. Not long after, you were finding yourself laying on the bottom bunk bed, unable to even try to get any sleep due to the waves roughly crashing into the ship as it continues to sail. What happens next was something that it even made the guard feel uneasy that he left his post where Jack ordered him to monitor. You nearly fell over as the boat rocked roughly, stealing another ride from the next wall of water it approaches, followed by a dangerous free fall while traveling over before making a landing, and that was enough for you to make you feel a little bit more uneasy.
You understand you’re not fulfilling Jack’s order about getting some rest, but you didn’t care at the moment as you made your way back up on deck to find him. Bad move, you would quickly learn of your mistake when the ship gets hit again, a lot harder this time, keeping you from breaking your own fall. You may not have received any attention from Jack on this one, but the same guard saw it happen and quickly came to aid you as he barked orders to the others, telling them to find Jack. Something sharp had gone through your leg, it had cut almost all the way to the bone. Realization came through that if the storm doesn’t kill you first, these wounds alone were a most definite death sentence.
All you could do is moan in pain and agony, trying to cover the wound with your hand as if that was the best treatment for it. You were so concentrated on the pain that you almost fail to hear Jack arguing with someone about the incident. Once he was kneeling by your side, examining your wound, you could better hear him speaking to you despite the roughly disruptive storm.
“(Y/n), what the hell were you doing up on the deck anyway?”
You don’t respond, you don’t say a word, you could only feel and see. With what your eyes were showing was a painful expression taking over his face.
He knew he had to get you some more help then just by the help of his own hands. Once more help had arrived, the only question that was crossing his mind was of him asking himself if he was going to lose you, if you help came too late and you were due to succumb to your injuries. He followed through with you until he was told your wounds were critical, but you would survive.
You would soon learn that just between the both of you, that’s all that mattered to him, knowing you were going to live.
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A/N: I apologize if this isn’t any good, it’s my first take in writing, enjoyed writing it and I look forward to feedback! :)
Requests are: OPEN
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solroskajan · 2 months
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Uzi carrying V, like I said I would draw. + a suggestion/request from @1-800-hellyeah! Worker drones are strong, but carrying two people who are significantly taller than yourself still requires cooperation.
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hotchsofficialwifey · 6 months
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I NEED AND I MEAN I NEED YOUR THOUGHTS ON PERVY MIKE 🫣🫣🫣🫣keeping your panties with him when you go to work, snapping pantie shots when you wear a skirt for later use, shoving his hand in your pants (with consent of course) when his hands are cold, I should really see myself out…🧎🏻‍♀️
anon, you're an angel, ily
pervy!mike who swipes your panties from your underwear drawer when he's at your house and brings them to work to jerk off instead of sleeping on the job (vanessa nearly caught him once).
pervy!mike who sneaks up behind you at the kitchen counter and shoves his hands into your pants or up your shirt (with consent, obvi). when you yelp and roll your eyes, he mumbles a half-assed apology into your neck as he gropes you, using the excuse that it's "too damn cold outside".
pervy!mike who would get a full-blown hard-on whenever you ate vanilla ice cream, or ate a banana, or moaned while enjoying your favorite meal. he'd have to quickly excuse himself to the bathroom and get off as quietly as he could
pervy!mike who came in his pants the first time he ate you out, indulging in your quiet whimpers and sweet little moans. he was so embarrassed when you realized, but it quickly turned to relief when you didn't laugh at him, simply kissed him and told him you thought it was hot.
pervy!mike who would watch porn of any actress that looked vaguely like you over and over again until he started having wet dreams of you in those scenarios. he couldn't help but feel bad for it, but god, it felt so good at the same time.
i love pervy mike so much, you literally do not understand.
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azurechicken · 4 months
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It is a good thing that the BG3 team is attentive and we get updates all the time, but where does it end? If they are going to continue changing stuff about the game per request, what will be there left of what they envisioned in the first place? Especially for character traits and dialogue, like making them kinder and more likeable, just because there were two more people asking for it and they happened to see it. I just don't want to see characters shift into generic ones just because of a need to respond to everyone's ideas
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assembletheimagines · 2 months
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Warnings: 18+ to interact, choking, cream pie, f!reader , cum stuffed back in
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Bucky's big hand wraps around your throat and gently squeezes.
And it's just enough to make your pussy clench around his cock, a new wave of slick gushing from between your thighs and soaking his dick.
It makes his smile curve into something dark and seductive. His strokes staying rough and deep as he keeps pressure around your throat. "Oh does the pretty girl like it when I choke her?" He hums and your gasps increase, eyes closing as he keeps hitting the soft spot inside you with each thrust.
"Please," you don't know if you're begging for more or what but your fingers dig into the arm that's connected to your throat. It keeps him right there and his eyes watch as yours roll back in pleasure.
The sounds of skin smacking against skin resonate in the room before a loud gasp falls from your lips and then you're shaking. "That's it," he coos but you're already gone.
Your thighs shake as your walls pulsate around his shaft. Your orgasm consuming you and leaving your mind blank. You soak his cock with your cum that it drips down to his balls and the groans he lets out ends in a growl.
He wants you like this always, his hips picking up speed, fucking you through your orgasm and chasing after his own. And fuck, you keep sucking him back in deeper, body begging for him to cum.
And he can't say no, getting a few more sloppy thrusts in before his cock twitches and makes him press in deeper. Filling you with his seed.
When it finally stops, his hand lets go of your throat, thumb softly stroking your skin. You whine as he slowly pulls out, but you're not empty for long. The fingers that were wrapped around your throat only a few moments ago, scoop his cum that's dripping from your pussy and stuffs it back in.
"Don't want you wasting anything."
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