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Prolouge:Gods of Sea

Suprise wasn’t even close to what Governer Swann felt whenever he opened his door on that warm, spring afternoon to find a basket with a small baby in it, the only thing that was with her was a note, a blanket and a locket that was around her neck but way to big for the small child. The Governer was quick to act, picking up the basket and walking inside, where he found his gorgeous wife sitting on the couch, holding their new born. “Penny, darling, come here please.” The woman’s head whipped around, revealing a beautiful face, framed by blond hair and forest green eyes. “Oh dear what is that?” The woman hopped up and hurried towards her husband, clutching her baby in her arms. “It’s a child.” The Governer said, moving the blanket off the baby and lifting her up into his arms. “She came with a note as well.” He spoke handing the woman the peace of paper.

Whoever may find my darling daughter please find her a good home, I could no longer care for her but she being my flesh and blood must find a place of residence. Her name is Estella, and again, take her in, do not let her know about this, let her live her life as if she was normal.

Mrs.Swann read it aloud, staring at the dear young girl in her husbands arms. “We must take her in Weatherby.” The governer of Port Royal stared at the baby in his arms for a secound. A small head of curly midnight hair was brushing her head as her big crystal blue doe eyes stared up at him. “Indeed Penny. Elizabeth seems to have a new sister, Estella Swann.”

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“Stella!” Young Elizabeth Swan’s voice yelled out for her sister, searching through the croud of people until she saw small pale legs from being a curtain, hiding a small bakery’s windows. Elizabeth ran towards her sister, full intent of winning their little game, but before she could tag her Estella charged out of the curtain, running down the dirt street as her hair flew behind her along with her giggles. Elizabeth huffed, knowing her sister would put up a long chase. The two girls weaved through the street and people, mistresses dressed in beatiful gowns and men standing sophisticated with all their glory, but none of that mattered to them. Suddenly a loud bump echoed through the square as the curly haired girl fell onto her bottom, tears filling her eyes and a red mark in the formation of a hand now printed on her check. Tears dripping down the young girls checks as she refused to look up at the man in front of her. Elizabeth rushed to her sisters side, cupping her check and whipping her tears before glancing up at the commodore. “D..don’t touch her.” Elizabeth tried to sound intimidating but it came off more scared in her small voice. The commodore scowled down at her but didn’t smack her but instead firmly said, “get back to your parents.”

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A fourteen year old Estella Swann sat on the dock, gently dipping her feet into the water below with her nose in a book. Sitting by the water and reading was one of Estella’s favorite things to do, she didn’t have many friends unlike her sister, typically the girl was alone unless she was with her parents or Elizabeth. Currently she was reading a book she picked up whenever she was younger in Italy. It was about the tails of pirates in the caribbean. She was shocked at how many brutal but altogether adventurous things had happened so close to her home. The stories about Davy Jones, Jack Sparrow, Black Beard, they all interested her more than anything she’d ever experienced. The way the pirates stood out, the way their stories shows that dispite the badness everyone said they had they were full of excitement, full of freedom. Estella would kill to be like the men she would read about that were off at sea, she wanted to be brave, speak up when she wanted something, she wanted to learn how to sail and how to swing from ropes and lead a crew, but instead she was stuck. Stuck as shy small Estella Swann, dispite how much she could dream she would never be a pirate, never have the freedom to feel the wind in her hair and the splash of ocean water, she would stay with her family until she got married off to some man and live the rest of her life as a house mother and wife. She couldn’t be free. Estella gently traced a picture sketched into the book, it was of a pirate ship, one with black sails that held the wind and a beautiful build, Estella didn’t even have to look at the caption to know that the ship on the page was the Black Pearl, one of the fastest ships in the world. Estella gently shut her book as she saw the ship arrive in the corner of her eye and stood, a small smile grazing her lips as she slowly made her way to stand in front of the boat as she watched two familiar faces step down, accompanied by an unfamiliar face, a small boy around her and Elizabeth’s age. As the three got down to Estella she immediately questioned the stranger to her father. “This is William Turner.” Estella’s father introduced waving his hand at the mysterious boy. Will smiled at her and held his hand out, Estella hesitantly shook his hand telling Will her name.

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I’m also going to write a yandere slasher/creepypasta series so here’s the first bit ig. TW: Nsfw-ish

Watching you sleep (Creepypasta)

Slenderman:

•Think how pretty you’ll look by his side

•Gently strokes your face (sometiems with his tentacles)

•Always comes after he sends the proxies on a mission

Masky:

•Will palm himself if you wear revealing clothes to sleep

•Shamelessly does sexual thing over your sleeping face

•Will not r4pe you

•Comes whenever he’s upset or still has adrenaline from missions

•never leaves evidence exept rare gifts

Hoodie:

•Stares at your sleeping face

•Will nuzzle into you often

•loves cuddling you

•will rarely do sexual things…in your room

•Comes ever night unless he’s really mad (he doesn’t wanna hurt his doll)

•Loves leaving you notes, wether it’s “Don’t forget your bag in the closet” or ��Your skin is so soft my lovely”

•He will give you jewelry

Ticci Toby:

•Asmires you no matter what position your in

•Mentally slaps himself if you shift in your sleep when he tics

•Will kiss your lips while your asleep

•visits you no matter what and will be really sad if he misses bc of a mission until he visits you again

•Won’t leave notes

•But will leave you gifts like cough!hickies!cough, flowers that he finds in the forest, and his hoodies

I will do part 2 soon hope you enjoy this tho

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I’m gonna post some of the skits/story’s from my note books i’ve had since I started writing, though some of it isn’t finished, if you’d like to see a finished version I take suggestions. Also plz don’t judge, some of this was from when I first started so it won’t be very good.

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Hello, this is all the fandoms I will write for , the ones I write the most have a🖤.

Marvel

DC

Jurrasic

Twilight

Harry Potter 🖤

Slashers 🖤

Creepypasta🖤

HC’s (My original seires) 🖤

Stranger Things

Shadow Hunters

The Vampire Diaries