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One of My favs that I have written.

Nothing More Important Than Love (Davy Jones x Reader x Jack Sparrow)

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Summary: You shared your secrets, your trust, and your body with Captain Jack Sparrow. You got to a point where you thought he may actually care about you. Until he came face to face with eternal damnation.

You heard about the ship that lurks beneath the depths of the sea. You heard the tales from many people in passing when you landed yourself on Tortuga. Where you first met Captain Jack Sparrow. You joined his crew in promise of work and coin. Though later you discovered that wasn't true, but this crew felt like a family and you weren't about to abandon it for some measly coin.

Especially when it came to Jack Sparrow. You weren't exactly together. You were more so in a situationship. So you would shag when the time is right. You trusted each other with valuable secrets. You knew about his deal with Davy Jones before anyone else did. You told him that before you escaped to Tortuga that you were a runaway slave. Someone whose home had been raided, family killed, and forced to work for men crueler then you'd like to admit. You took solace in each other.

You honestly thought he cared about you. You thought something may have just developed through out your time with him. That is until you met the Captain of the Flying Dutchman himself. He was here to collect his debt. The original deal between them was: Davy Jones will raise the Black Pearl from Davy Jones Locker to allow Jack to be captain for 10 years. Only if he swore to be apart of Davy Jones' crew for 100 years.

It changed to 13 years because of you. You remember the day like yesterday. It was the day you first felt heart break.

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"Take her! She is nothing but a slave woman!" You turn your head toward him in shock. "She is a woman after my own heart or bed should I say! Nothing is worth more then that isn't that right Davy Jones?" He says as Davy and his crew board the Black Pearl. "Jac-" You get cut off as he continues to speak. "And like I said she is a slave! She knows her way around!" He exclaims. "Jack!" You shout as tears well in your eyes. Never in your life did you think he would spew your past like it is his story to tell. Something you held close to your chest in order to not be seen differently. Something you told in confidants.

'He never cared for me...' You thought as you could hear the audible sound of your heart strings snapping as your heart collapses in on itself out of heart break. Little did you know Davy Jones was watching you closely the quiver in your voice caught his attention. The same quiver he shared when crying out to Calypso. The sound of betrayal was evident so he agreed. He agreed to take you because he knows that it is better to never see a lover who betrayed you every day. He found that it was easier for it to fester and plume in solitude. To let your anger take control of you can make you do things you never thought possible. Something he can use in his crew.

"Let's go!" Davy shouted and you immediately made a run for it only to be grabbed by one of the many men of the Flying Dutchman. "Jack! JACK PLEASE!" You lament as you are dragged off the Black Pearl. "Jack! Please! Tell them you don't mean it! I love you! JACK PLEASE!" You say as tears stream down your face. The cold feelings of the crew members hands tying your hands behind your back and kicking the back of your knees causing you to collapse on your knees. Your knees scrape the slimy wood underneath. You wouldn't stop screaming. It got to the point that someone took the butt of their swords handle and clocked it against your head.

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As of now. It is nearly the second year anniversary of your trade. Except instead of the slavery you expected, none of the men touched you. There was the occasional man thrown overboard when they weren't doing their job. The occasional whipping being witnessed, but nothing was ever done against you. You weren't sure why, but you definitely didn't mind it. As of now you tasked yourself with removing the barnacles from the side of the ship. You fastened a rope to one of the many barrels on the ship and were hanging off the side using a small knife that you have collected on your journey. You have been here for about three hours and have gotten a fourth of the ship done. "Shit!" You curse. "Everything alright Lass?" You hear Bootstrap Bill call from the deck

"I'm alright Bill... Just sliced my finger open!" You shout. "Alright! Jones wants to talk to you. So I am going to pull you up!" He yells back.

You nod and brace yourself as he pulls you up almost effortlessly. You climb over the railing and sigh as your feet make in contact with the deck. You put your sliced thumb into the palm of your hand to keep it from bleeding everywhere. You use your other hand to sheath your knife and start heading towards the captains quarters. "Be careful lass." He says quietly as he puts your rope and barrel to the side. You nod and walk up the stairs and take in a deep breath before knocking on the door. You hear the unmistakable voice of your new Captain telling you to 'Come in!' You walk in and shut the door behind you. You immediately face him and bow your head in respect. "You wish to speak to me Captain?" You say. In the beginning your voice would shake and tremble, but now you just feel numb. You knew this would be your fate. You would stay here for however long Jones wants you to be. "What's that I smell?" He voice heavy as he smells the air. You feel goose bumps appear on your skin. You can feel the blood dripping from your hand. You move it behind your back only for it to be ripped from behind you by his clawed hand. "Yer bleedin'" He snaps. "Why?" "I was removing barnacles from the side of the ship... I sliced my thumb because I wasn't paying attention..." You said keeping your head towards the floor.

You hear him scoff before letting go of your hand and stomping over to his desk and grabbing some wrappings and rum. He pours the alcohol on your sliced thumb. You hiss and look up at him only to find him looking at you. He looks away first and begins wrapping your thumb. After he is done he moves away from you a few paces before turning to you.

"Ya wish to be on land again fer a time?" Jones asks. "Pardon?" You ask. "I have a chore for you ta do." He grunts. "On land?" You ask.

He rolls his eyes. "Aye I do. Need ya ta buy some stuff. More rum and the like. You look the most human so ye won't be suspected." He says as he turns to his desk and tosses a bag of gold in your direction. You catch it with a grunt. "Is there a list of things?" You ask. "Stuff ye think we might need. You are more of ta social butterfly then I am." He says. "... How do you know I won't try and escape?" You ask your voice suddenly more timid. "'cause you know I'll go after Jack if you do. I know ye still love him." He says a matter o'factly.

Your heart sinks to your stomach. "I... I don't know if I can go..." You say as you cover the sides of your neck.

You started growing gills in order to compensate for breathing under water. The sides of your legs and arms started growing small fin like appendages. Your skin was slowly turning slimy and pale. Scales were growing along your collarbone and the tops of your shins. But like he said you were the most human looking. "Getcha some clothes then... We will dock on the opposite end of the Island you'll haf ta use a smaller boat to go the rest of ta way." He says.

"Yes, Captain..." You say as you tie the bag of gold to your belt. "Bootstrap will assist ya with the boat, from then on yer on ya own." He grunts as he turns to his desk. He then makes a gesture for you to get out and so you do.

Bootstrap helped you with the boat then holds the wooden roped latter as you climbed down onto the boat. You proceeded to row for about an hour to get onto the other side of the island. Your arms were practically jelly by the time you got on shore. You then start your way to the town. You make it to the market and begin buying what you think the crew needs.

First you got different types of food. Even though they are dead the crew deserves some form of food once and a while. You then got new clothes for the majority of them. Some of them don't really have a choice of what to wear since the flora and fauna have grown over them and are unable to take their clothes off. As you were searching you saw a dress that caught your interest. It was a deep ocean blue dress that had a sunrise yellow bodice. It had toil and frilly lace underneath the skirt to give it a slight lift. It looked like it reached the floor.

"Ya like what ya see?" A woman behind the booth asks. "I uh... I am buying things for my crew..." You mumble. "I didn't ask that, I asked ya if ya liked the dress!" She exclaims and in your shock you nod.

"Y-Yes ma'am." She takes it off the rack and hands it to you.

"Go try it on will ya. Half price if I need to make adjustments." She says and flustered you nod.

You go into the small tent leaving your small cart next to the tent and try it on.

"How is it?" She asks and you stutter out an "I-It's a little close to the ground, and tight on the arms."

"Hmm. I was thinkin' half sleeves for this dress, but like I said half price!" She exclaims as you put your clothes back on and step out of the tent.

"Do the rest of your shopping! I'll have this done soon!" She exclaims as she goes back behind her booth and starts working.

You look at her shocked, but nod. You get back to shopping, looking for more things like weapons now. You got some more gun powder, rapiers, swords, and the like. You decided to get some candles for when Jones decides to come above the water. Then your eyes land on a well made tapestry. It had the picture of a ship on the horizon of the setting sun, a compass stitched in the corner. You decided to buy that as well. As a thanks to Davy Jones for allowing you on land after so long. You make your way back to the booth where you saw the dress and the woman waves you over.

"All well and good now! Five gold!" She says and you look down at it.

You have no idea how but it looks even more beautiful. You then look at your coin bag and see that there is only seven gold pieces left. You debate with yourself before handing over the five pieces.

"Your captain won't notice." The woman says with a giggle.

"I-I don't know... He has a keen eye for when something is out of place." You say as you try and stuff the dress in a separate pouch.

"I'm sure he wouldn't mind a pretty girl like you gettin' a little somethin'" She says. "Now get going!" She exclaims and you nod before heading toward your boat.

You get to shore and your breath hitches The sight of the Black Pearl along the line where the sky meets the sea. You see Chip the parrot flying toward you.

"Shit..." You say as you begin to pile everything into your boat. You then begin to row as fast as you can to the other side of the island. Chip ended up landing at the front of your boat.

"Why are you here? Squakkk" "Shoo Go away Chip! I'm not here!" You shout. "Squakkk Go away Chip Y/N's here!" The parrot says as it flies away. "God fucking dammit!" You shout as you quickly row as fast as you can toward the Flying Dutchman.

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Salvation (A Last of Us What If)

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A/N: This is really dark and graphic, but I honestly believe Joel would be this brutal or even more so. A/N: Maybe I will make this an X Reader series?

Summary: What if it was Ellie that died instead of Joel? What lengths would he go to insure that Abby's death was as painful as possible? What if this was his last straw?

Joel remembers everything from that day. The pain filled grunts and whimpers. The way she called out his name. All he could do is lay there and bleed out as the golf club was turned on Ellie. He will regret that day for the rest of his life. If only he didn't called for her in his near dying moments he would be dead and not her. Another daughter he couldn't protect, right when they were making progress. On the road to forgiveness and he had that stripped away from him. He couldn't even gather the strength to hold her when she died. Her beautiful freckled face was now unrecognizable. Caved in by the golf club. He will not forget the words Abby said to him. "Now you know my pain and will have to live with it." She said that as she spit down on his face. The feeling of saliva stinging the open wounds along his cracked skull. He opens his eyes to the sound of someone grunting and he knows exactly who it is. He sits up from his slouched position in the corner of the room. The blue water from the raging ocean on the other side of the glass makes the room flood with a deep navy color. Lightning flashing through the water in flashes of white. He approaches her. Abby. He found Abby and all her friends. They were all kept in separate rooms. Key word: Were Joel picks up a jug of water before pouring it on the towel that lays on the bound woman's face. He stares down at her sputtering form as she thrashes against the chair. Her choked sobs echo through out the room. He continues to pour until the jug is almost empty. He then just sits and watch. He takes the time to look at the rest of her and his handy work. He looks at the golf club beside her chair. He legs that were twisted in directions which were other worldy. her arms were swollen and purple. some of her fingers nearly black with gangrene. Her abdomen a bright red turning purple with what he could assume to be internal bleeding. Her thrashing slows and her choking are slowly coming to a stop. Joel walks up to her and rips the towel off her head and she gasps for air. One of her eyes are swollen shut. Cloth wrapped around her head and against her ear where one is missing. Her lips are split and cheeks punctured from where his fist and her teeth connected. Her face looked like it was melting from the inside due to what he could assume were broken bones inside her face. Her lower jaw is crooked. Teeth strewed the floor. "Hey, Hey! No passing out on me. We ain't done..." He says.

He only gets panicked moans from her as he walks behind her. He tips the chair backwards causing her to jump and let out a groan.

"You know?" He says as he begins to drag the chair into the next room. "I did some readin' while I was here." He says as he walks out of one room and into another.

He can hear her breath pick up pace as he draws out his dialogue.

"You know what I learned?" He pauses for a moment. "I learned that there was a library near by."

Joel paces her chair in tow as he enters another room. The first thing that hit her was the smell and the sound of flies littering the room. That is when he turned her around. She cried out in terror. Owen, Mel, Nora, and Emanuel. Their head displayed on pikes, but when you look closer Abby sees that they are actually golf clubs. However their bodies lay below it. Their eyes were replaced with their their WLF Pendants. Golf balls were placed in their mouth as if they were a pig ready to be eaten on thanksgiving. Mel's Shirt was pulled up to revealed her pregnant stomach. Abby let out even more unintelligible cries at the sight. Toward the middle of the room were two wooden posts with a blade seated in the grain at the top. He pulls her closer to said posts and begin to untie her arms and legs from the chair. He then dumps her out of it. She falls down with a grunt.

"Want to know what I found in there?" He asks as she attempts to crawl away.

He steps on her back and keeps her pinned down.

"Norse Mythology. I was interested in Mythology in high school... Didn't think I need to remember that shit, but you know what else I found interesting in this little book?" He asks as he throws down the book that he was reading.

Joel grabs her by her arms and drags her toward the posts. He takes her left hand and raises it up above the blade before bringing it down in one motion. She cries out in pain as the blade pierces her hand and proceeds to go straight through it.

"Viking Traditions... You know. Like marriage, like how Ellie or my Sarah could have been married...You took that away from me..."

Joel Grabs a rope that was hanging there and ties it around her wrist. He moves to the other hand and repeats the same action.

"... But that's not what I am interested in..." He says as her walks around to the front.

Joel walks past the severed heads and to a hatchet leaning against the wall. He walks back toward her and squats down to eye level.

"... You say I was gonna understand your pain... That I'm gonna have to live with it... You ain't gonna win. You ain't gonna live for much longer. I will make it as painful as it has to be to get my message across." He says as he picks up the book and begins flipping through pages.

"You should be excited... Yer goin' out like royalty." He says as he places the book in front of her and walks around her to her back side.

"Ye ever heard of "Blood Eagalin'" He pauses for a "response" but only gets back panicked grunts.

"It is a form of execution performed on royalty in Norse countries... Want to know why they call it a "Blood Eagle?" " He pauses for a response.

"It's 'cause..." He grunts as he rips the back of her shirt open exposing her back to him.

"...They pry you open from behind. Rip your ribs from your spine. but that ain't even the worst part." He almost chuckles, but he knows that if he were to break his stoic composure he may succumb to madness.

"They take your lungs from your back and place 'em on yer shoulders... 'pose to look like an eagle." He says as he walks around to her front again and squats down.

"They say that if ye don't make a sound you get to go to Valhalla... And maybe you will go... Maybe your friends will go... just MAYBE you will find salvation, but you need to know this." He says as he grabs her jaw forcing her to look him in the eye.

"I will follow you every step of the way. Your salvation means nothing. There is no salvation for what you did..." He digs his fingers in causing her to whine.

"I will make sure that the life you have left... And the lives that you may or may not live afterwards will be Hell... Utter. Torture." He shoves her face away and walks around to her back.

Joel lifts the hatchet. "You asked for this the moment you set eyes on my daughter... And you are going to feel what she felt in her dying moments..."

"The struggle to breath... Helplessness... You should pray and hope that you clock out by the time I cut you open... Cause this will be long... And painful... And everything you deserve." Joel says as he takes his first swipe.

When Joel comes back to Jackson he is a new man. A changed man. A man who has lost everything dear to him. He is a force to be reckoned with. A dangerous and unstoppable force. A darkness has set inside of him that continues to grow. Which ultimately led him to leaving Jackson. Finding himself on a ranch far away from others. His brother visits on occasion but he doesn't stay long. No one ever does...

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#the last of us game #ellie the last of us #the last of us #joel miller tlou #requests #wip #poll #the last of us poll #the last of us 2

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Follower Purge

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A Helping Hand: Chapter 8

The Last of Us Masterlist Series Masterlist

A/N: Hello! I haven't updated this story in a long time! When I heard about the show I thought I might post. A/N: About the show. I have no way in watching it so this series will only be based on the games. I hope you understand. Summary: As a woman who is pregnant you are doing anything if it means survival. Even so you found yourself in the wrong place at the wrong time, or was it the other way around? Now you are in the community of Jackson and you can’t help but attract a certain pair of hazel eyes.

Joel stared at you in the early hours of the morning. After last nights events he gave you a bath, lit some candles, and tried to make it as comfortable as possible. He made sure to give you enough love and reassurance through his actions where his words would be lacking. He hopes you know that you are the only one he wants. So as the sun comes over the horizon, the sun caressing you beautiful (Skin Color) skin memorizing the smooth and bumpy edges. Feeling the fine hairs that are along your arms and face. You opted to sleep naked that night, so now he could see the plains of skin by just moving the blanket. Which he does, but not for something sexual. More for seeing how beautiful you look. He looks down at your swollen belly and runs his callused hands along your stomach. He scoots lower into the bed and places kisses on it. He feels the baby kick against his lips. He chuckles quietly.

"Shh... Mommy is sleeping." He whispers before planting more kisses along your stomach.

He looks up to see if you are awaken by his movements and is glad to see that you aren't. He places one final kiss at where he assumes the head of you- our child would be. 'Yes... I consider them my own...' He thinks to himself happily 'But would Y/N be okay with that?'. He gets up from the bed as gently as he can without jostling you awake. He quietly exits the room and shuts the door. He groans slightly as he heads down the stairs. He feels his stiffness leave as he is finally at the bottom of the steps. He decides to make you breakfast. Luckily, he got eggs a few days ago as well as some bacon. He hopes you like that. There is no juice unfortunately, but he is sure some water will suffice. He needs to make sure that both items are cooked thoroughly, but he hopes he makes it there in time to serve you breakfast in bed. As he is cooking he hears the back door open.

"Ellie?" He asks and he here a small 'yeah' In response.

Ellie walks around the corner and leans against it. She is silent for a moment before looking in the direction of the stairs. She speaks. "How is she?"

"Had a bit of a rough night, but she is doing well I hope." He says as he sets on of the pieces of bacon on a napkin and scoots it toward her on the counter.

"And the baby?" She asks and he nods. "As far as I know yes. She has an appointment tomorrow." He says.

"Good, good..." She says quietly. Joel sighs as he finishes the bacon and moves on to the eggs. "I uh... I never really got your opinion before moving her in. I am sorry if it is an inconvenience for you."

Ellie's eyes widen. "N-No it isn't! It's completely fine... Keeps you off my back." She mumbles the last part.

Joel laughs in response. "Yeah I guess it does..." He sighs again as he begins to scramble the eggs. "I know you can take care of yourself. I just- I don't know. I want you safe."

Ellie nods. "I know, but I'm fine okay?" Joel nods in response.

Ellie leans over and takes the piece of bacon. "If you uh. If you ever need help when it comes to her and the baby. Let me know." She says and Joel chuckles.

"I think you would make a great big sister." Ellie turns to walk out the door but pauses at that statement.

"I prefer the cool aunt." She says with a slight smile.

Joel smiles back. "Cool aunt it is." He says and turns back to the eggs allowing Ellie to leave the conversation if she wants to.

Ellie does indeed leave but Joel is still smiling to himself. Progress was definitely made. Another blessing you seem to bring. He finishes the eggs and scoops them on to a plate before getting a bottle of water. He makes his way up the stairs and into the bedroom after figuring a way to open the door. As he opens it he sees you close your eyes quickly. He lets out a quiet chuckle. He walks over to your side of the bed and sets the food and the water bottle on the side table. He then sits at the edge of the bed. He can tell you are awake because of how forced your breath is being by attempting to make them even. He leans down as if to kiss you but moves over to your right ear.

"I know you are awake (Y/N)." He says with a chuckle.

"No I'm not..." he hears you groan. "My eyes are closed so that means I'm asleep..." You mumble

"Then I'm guessing you don't want any of the bacon I made? I guess I could Ju-" He begins to reach over toward the plate when your hand catches his wrist.

"Mine..." You mumble.

Joel chuckles and kisses your cheek before helping you sit up. "Now I know you like balancing things on your stomach, but the plate is hot okay?"

You hum before placing the blanket over your stomach and bring the plate up to your mouth. "Make sure you drink some water okay?" He asks and you nod.

He goes to stand up and walk over to his closet when you stop him. "Joel?"

"Yes?" He asks as he takes off his night shirt and begins to put one of his many flannels on.

"I want to apolo-" "There ain't no need for apologies. You had every right to worry." He says as he walks over and sits on the bed again.

"Just promise me that if and when you begin to have these thoughts that you talk to me alright?" He says and you smile and nod.

He places a kiss on your forehead before going back to his closet and getting some pants as well. He can feel your eyes on him and he chuckles.

"Whatcha starin' at?" He asks and you giggle at being caught in the act.

"I like your butt. Look forward to smacking and grabbing at it." You says with a maniacal laugh.

Joel's face flushes but he laughs as well as he pulls his jeans up.

"After breakfast do ya want to go for a walk?" He asks and you hum in response. "Mhm!"

Joel smiles before walking over to you and sitting down once again taking the plate from you. You begin to pout but he immediately begins feeding you.

"I'm pregnant Joel... Not disabled." You say with a blush. "Let me take care of my loves." He says as he feeds you a piece of bacon.

You snatch it out of his hand using your teeth before bumping it into his mouth. He chuckles before taking a bite of the opposite end, tearing a piece off before chewing and swallowing. "Let's keep the lady and the tramp stuff for spaghetti." He says with a chuckle.

After breakfast he helps you get dressed and head out toward the direction of the square. "Now you tell me if you start gettin' tired we ca-" "Baby I'll let you know I promise. Now come on we need more groceries and I need to talk to Maria about a position in teaching. " You say with a smile

"You want to teach?" He asks and you nod.

"I guess she thought I would be a perfect fit, but I'd obviously wait until our little one is old enough to hold their head up.

Joel pauses mid-step. "Ours?" He asks and this makes you pause.

"Oh shit... I'm sorry... I just assumed that it would be okay! I mean especially after last night! If you ar-" Joel cuts you off by placing a hand on your cheek.

His thumb caresses the apple of your cheek with a small smile. "I wasn't sure about it... About where we stand right now, but if you consider me apart of his life. You consider him mine as well as yours. Just know that... Just know that I am never letting you go."

Your eyes fill with tears. "They were yours the moment you kissed me a week ago... Possibly even before that... But of course we weren't together yet so I didn't want to push that on you." You say with a giggle.

Joel goes to reach in his pocket when you spot Maria. "Oh there she is! I'll meet up with you after I talk to her!" You quickly kiss him on the cheek before moving toward her.

Joel sighs before removing his hand from his pocket. The weight of the box is unbearable.

'Jesus Christ Joel... You have only been together for a week and you already have a ring... I'm moving to fast...'

Joel sighs and moves toward the market going into his other pocket to get the list of items. As he is doing that he hears someone call out to him. He looks up and sees Tommy jogging in his direction.

"Man what are you doing out here?" Tommy asks and Joel looks confused. "What?" He asks.

"Claire is hell bent on finding you Joel. I assumed you'd like to stay hidden." Tommy says and Joel sighs.

"Man I guess some things never change." Joel sighs as he glances over the list.

"How is Y/N? Did you uh... Did you tell her about Claire?" Tommy asks and Joel nods.

"Yeah, Yeah, I did. It wasn't exactly a fun conversation, but we are still holding strong." Joel says as his face grows from a frown to a smile.

"You propose yet?" Tommy asks and Joel's eyes widen.

"I-I um. I was thinkin' and it might be to soon." "To soon? You guys have been together for what? Three months? T-"

"We haven' been officially together for that long... I don't want her to feel pressured..." Joel says as he becomes bashful.

"Didn't you say you didn't want to waste any more time?" Tommy asks and Joel nods.

"I am still trying to wrap my head around the fact that she chose an old man to love... Now she considers her child to be ours. I don't know how to feel. But The feelings I do have are that I am insanely happy." Tommy's face turns into a full blown toothy smile.

"She is absolutely in love with you brother. I don't think she would have the ability to say no to you." Tommy says with a smile before looking over his brothers shoulder. He frowns.

"Shit, I'll run interference and give you time to get away... I'll talk to you later." Tommy says before walking away and toward to whom Joel assumed to be Claire.

'She is going to find me sooner or later... I don't know what I am going to say...' Joel thinks to himself as he continues to the market with the list in hand.

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