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Independent James Buchanan Barnes/Winter Soldier || MCU & TFATWS based || canon-divergent || multiverse and multiship || OC and crossover friendly || written by Alex

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Every step James moved closer, Jack took a matching step back further into the cabin. Until he could no longer move because he was trapped between the much taller man and the heavy table on which his charts were spread out.

"I do not," Jack lied half-heartedly, his brown eyes staring up at the other. And it wasn't a complete lie. He didn't find joy in the fact that the Royal Navy's former Commodore had fallen from grace, down to the deck of the very pirate ship he'd once vowed to track down and send to the depths. He knew just how it felt to work hard to accomplish something only to have it ripped from your hands. So no, he did not enjoy it and was almost insulted by the accusation.

"Merely did what every captain would have done to motivate a not yet so hard working part of his crew. Had to be done, mate. You aren't telling me that you would have preferred rationing of your share of rum instead, are you?"

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Jack backed away a step or two as his way outside was blocked. His mind was intoxicated, but he wasn't a fool. There was a fear of James going through with the first half of his threat, though somehow, he figured that wasn't likely to happen. He had seen others try to attempt something similar in a equally drunk state and it had never turned out well for them. Or he'd just had that little bit of luck in the right moment.

Not really caring to find out the answer, he made sure to keep his eyes on the other man. Trying to predict what he would do next to try and avoid any act of violence or weapon he might produce at any given moment.

"Wouldn't recommend doing that in a state like this, mate." he pointed out, gesturing vaguely toward the bottle in Norrington's hand. "Would be a shame having to watch you get yourself hurt trying to do something incredibly stupid, aye?"

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Being captain of his own ship came with many advantages. Responsibilities, yes, but he didn't worry about them too much. His men knew what to do and Gibbs certainly knew how to make sure everyone did what they were supposed to. Having known him for longer than he could remember, Jack had eventually retired for the night and went back his cabin - originally to get some sleep, but the bottle of rum he'd found in his drawer had caused a sudden, though not unexpected, change of plan.

Instead of crawling into his bunk, he'd sat at his desk boots up resting on it as he leaned back comfortably and allowed the liquid treasure to take to his head. It had taken a while, though eventually he felt the hot burn down his throat spread to his head and ease his mind. The small mocking voice in his head had finally shut up and he gave a soft sigh of relief, his dark eyes closed momentarily.

That was until he heard a loud, insistent knock on the door to a point where he thought he'd spare himself the trouble of getting up and walking over when whoever was outside would soon enough break through the wood anyway. Yet, miraculously enough, it never did. So to his feet he rose and walked over to pull the door open, only to find himself face to face with a James Norrington.

"Commodore," Jack grinned in greeting, fully aware that he was mocking him. "To what do I owe the pleasure of your presence?"

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//Does anyone want to start a new thing?? Feel free to hit me up if you wanna plot

[firstlove-thesea]

Independent James Buchanan Barnes/Winter Soldier || MCU & TFATWS based || canon-divergent || multiverse and multiship || OC and crossover friendly || written by Alex

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Put a "║" in my inbox for my muse being thrown into a jail-cell with yours.

Bonus if the crime is because of something they’ve done together.

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Imagine when you find your soulmate, your heart starts to glow red. Send me "♥" for my muses reaction to it happening when our muses meet.

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Reblog this post if you are part of the POTC RPC. Please list whether you are canon, oc or verse as well as if you are single muse or multi muse and you will be added to the list! If you do not follow the instructions listed, you will not be added to the list.

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Heals click along the dock in an pace that means business. The Queens red coat flows slightly in the wind, she stops as narrows her eyes. "You..pirate..It has come to me that I need your assistance and well...the last man I asked found himself dead." She holds out a wanted poster, "You do go by Sparrow, correct?"

A remark along the lines of 'that would entirely depend on who's looking for him' died on the pirate's lips when he to realized what this woman had just said. Some might have taken that as an indirect threat, but Jack was almost amused by it. This was, after all, not the very first threat he'd ever heard and somehow he knew it wouldn't be the last time either.

"Let's assume for a second that I am indeed that Captain Sparrow you are looking for..." Jack eventually replied with a slight nod towards the poster she was holding up.

"What makes you think I'd be willing to help you with whatever venture you seem to have your mind set on? Cause I think you'll find that pointing out what unfortunate fate befell the latest soul willing to help you isn't necessarily very much incentive for me to do the same, now, is it?"

@swanmills-regina

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in the market

sparrow: don’t tell me my ship is gone.

mr.gibbs: okay.

sparrow: well, where is it?

mr.gibbs: you told me not to tell you.

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I've been doing that exact thing to your blog, staring and hoping to be noticed by the awesomeness that you are.

//Wait what? You sure this was meant for me? XD How bout you come off anon and we start writing things together, at some point? If you'd like?

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"Why don't you remove those things" Sparrow suggested, nodding down towards the chains holding him captive. "And then we shall find out the answer to that very question together, eh? For I can assure you, mate, I'm just as curious as are you to see what it'll be."

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“Well, the way I see it, Captain Sparrow, is that if you believe I would put a stop to whatever it is you are planning to do… then it can’t be anything good to begin with. Or are you to prove me wrong in my assumptions for once?”

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I wanna write with you but I don't have a potc muse and don't know if you'd like to crossover with the muses I do have.

//That would pretty much depend on what muses you have :) but generally speaking, I'm all game for crossovers :) Why don't you come off anon so I can have a look at your muses?

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Jack had watched the scene unfold from a distance as he stood hidden in the shadow, unnoticed by Jones and his crew. That much came as a surprise to Sparrow who was undoubtedly pleased as much as he was relieved that even ol' fish face seemed oblivious to the now supernatural presence aboard his ship.

Time was running out for dear Admiral Norrington, the vampire knew even before his dark eyes had taken notice blood soaking the man's once so flawless uniform. And while he knew he had to act quickly should he wish to spare James from his watery grave, he couldn't do anything for as long as Jones was still on deck.

When they had left at long last, the vampire stepped forward and moved quickly to crouch down at Norrington's side, not without a horrified expression across his face the moment he realized that the man was indeed closer to death than to the living.

"Bloody hell..." he frowned, cold hands pressed firmly against the wound to stop what little blood he had left from leaving his body as well. "You weren't supposed to be gettin' yourself killed, mate. Thought you had a habit of always holding up your end of a bargain, eh?"

“James Norrington.. do you fear death?” 

The voice of the overgrown octopus echoed in his ear. And while every man truly feared the icy grip of death, in essence, James Norrington refused to go down a coward.   He’d taken the last of his strength as crimson flowed out of him like a crimson river staining the white and blue and yellows. 

Laughter echoed about for a moment or so.. Jones crew gaining amusement by his misfortune and then that too left him.  He said his goodbyes,  fully expecting the touch of the grim reaper on his cheek. Yet it was not the angel of death who’s voice touched his  ears, instead it was the voice of a familiar vampirate.

What better bait for sparrow.. than human blood?

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"Trapped," Sparrow stated, matter-of-factly. He was so certain that he didn't even waste so much as a second to question his assumption.

He'd been in her metaphorical shoes, after all, and knew all too well how it felt to be longing for one thing only. Something that had seemed out of reach at the time.

"Cause everyone expects you to live up to their expectations without a care in the world about what it is that you truly want most. And you are sick and tired of that, love, I know you are. I've been there before and that's how I know that your only chance for freedom, and therefore happiness, is by breaking free from whatever it is that the oh-so fancy upper class dictates."

“if it makes you feel any better, i know exactly how you’re feeling right now.” @firstlove-thesea​

There was a wary look from Elizabeth, who was all too used to Jack subverting expectations to venture any guesses as to what he meant to say. 

 "And how is it that I feel?“ she questioned, not knowing whether to expect nonsense or uncomfortably correct insight.