#[ the pirate king: itismissswann. ]

[mvrtogg]

part one of the updated tag dump.

[firstherofirstlove]

AU where Beckett survives the destruction of the Endeavor and is captured by the Brethren Court and taken to Shipwreck Cove where he is put on trial overseen by the Pirate King

@anklesalltheway @itslordnow @killmebutneverinsultme @itismissswann

[norringtxn]

I dare you to kiss Elizabeth <3

Dare my muse to kiss someone

This is a kiss he steals from her, and quite fitting giving how she is pirate king and he her loyal lieutenant. It’s in a moment of victory, where the entire crew of the Empress cheers with eager shouts and there are hats in the air and James tugs on Elizabeth’s hand to kiss her. This is a different kiss from when he released her from the Dutchman, for it’s not a goodbye kiss, but a hello kiss.

“Wherever you go, I will follow.” A whisper, and he steps aside before any of the crew catch on to the swift exchange.

          / @itismissswann /

[anklesalltheway]

thinking about @itismissswann ’s Captain of the Flying Dutchman AU! Elizabeth again…

the more I think about it the more as an alternate AWE ending the more I love it!

idk how to format this post properly, but had a random AWE-fix-it thoughts/plot suggestions… mostly from Mama Swann’s POV.

- meanwhile as AWE is going on, Margaret is ashore holding down the fort of Port Royal and battling to regain control from the EITC. Weatherby’s passing at sea (& while Beckett is at sea) is a secret checkmate to regain Port Royal, because there’s hardly anyone ashore to interfere with Governor Swann’s wife reclaiming the Swann‘s rightful power. And perhaps finally she gets a letter to the King / their connections in London to help.

- Weatherby‘s self sacrifice and martyrdom is more heroic and has a bigger impact on the story. None of his efforts and sacrifice were in vain. It’s what ultimately saves Elizabeth, undermines & exposes Beckett’s weakness including about the heart of Davy Jones, frees Port Royal and his family by secretly leaving behind his will that his wife succeed him as Governor (without Beckett’s knowing). Weatherby’s legacy will be remembered as a hero, and Margaret will make sure that happens.

- Also somehow Margaret learns of Weatherby’s passing to snatch the stalemate of defeat and put Weatherby’s will into effect. Either they had a secret message in a bottle system while he was at sea (idk) or Margaret was told if she didn’t hear from him after x amount of time, or heard some fishy news, to expect the worst and proceed with their plan.

anyways …. Other random thoughts…

- something to do with the Calypso / Elizabeth parallels

- Elizabeth breaking the Dutchman curse & like the end of AWE the crew return to normal / human again??

- this theoretically should allow enough time skip for Margaret to regain control of Port Royal, reverse Beckett’s damage, declare Weatherby a hero and complete the efforts he started as Governor and give her proper time to mourn.

- After Davy falls into the sea in AWE, the sea floats him back to wash ashore on the private beach he & Margaret first met as acquaintances over a decade ago (& because Elizabeth broke the curse, guess what he can walk on land again and looks human again??)

- Margaret finds him on the beach and Davy gets to move in while he recovers (??). Also insert poignant time skip for enough time for Elizabeth‘s return for Davy & Margaret to develop/realize their feelings and for Davy’s redemption arc (but still dealing with the consequences), relating to ”living without a heart” as two mourning for their lost loves, and being supportive to help each other (badly) cope and heal. And accidentally fall in love.

- Also depending on if Norrington survives or passes he also gets a grand memorial and is declared in history a hero too.

- Elizabeth returns ashore as both the legendary Pirate King & Captain of the Flying Dutchman… and after a very heartfelt reunion! … both mother and daughter have a lot of explaining to do 😂hahaha

- also maybe as a final plot twist if jones and or the crew are aboard / near the Dutchman they can shapeshifting back into their fishy selves for combat advantage, idk 😆

*shrugs* just some thoughts!

[killmebutneverinsultme2]

Two months had passed since the war. Since the pirate lords had scattered following victory, the pirate king had hung up her hat to take over the Turner estate, and the Flying Dutchman had gone beyond the horizon. Jack Sparrow should have felt free. He had everything: the sea, his ship, his crew; he was sated by rum, food and pleasurable company. He was ready to start his next chapter.

His compass disagreed.

Several times he had tried following the needle, each time finding that the Black Pearl sailed past Jamaica’s coast. When he realised where it pointed, it was agony. The voices in his head argued night and day, his guilt gnawing at him. No matter what he did, the compass would either stay the same or spin helplessly in circles.

She killed me. She’s cursed. Every man she kisses is doomed, you know this. She’s married. To Will! To the immortal captain of the Flying Dutchman who will swear bloody vengeance if you pursue this. You can’t, Jack, you’ll ruin them. She loves him. Doesn’t she?

He had to be the bad man. For the sake of his crew, if his compass were ever to work, he would have to face this quandary. Let her reject him then and he can take his broken pieces back to the sea where they belonged and his compass prove useful again.

Jack crept alone through the Turner estate in the dead of night and scaled the walls of the mansion. Once he worked out the location of the master bedroom he slipped the catch with a thin piece of card and climbed in through the window. She woke to see him and whether she was ready with a pistol or caught unaware, he knew his silhouette would be unmistakable.

“Elizabeth. Pardon my intrusion at this hour. Don’t speak yet, just let me say my piece. Being here is wrong. I know that. But I had to come. I have to know if there is even a chance that there could be something between us. I know what it is I ask of you and all I have in my defense is that ten years is a very long time. Ten years is more than anyone should have to wait to be touched and held and comforted. We have both said it would never work out. Is that true? Say you don’t want me an’ I’ll be gone, never to return.”

@itismissswann 

[mvrtogg]

@itismissswann said "You know we should save some water and bath together." || can't remember the meme this came from. lol.

"I was going to say the same thing, Miss Swann." the pirate gave a cheeky grin, pursing his lips in thought. The last time he took a bath was when she did. Not together of course. Murtogg wasn't sure if she was being serious or not, be he was. He snorted awkwardly before arching a brow to the lovely lady -- the Pirate King -- offering to bathe with him of all people.

There was a long pause as Murtogg stood up, glancing Elizabeth over. A twinkle of mischief was in his hues. "Only if I get t'help you wash." he teased her, crossing his arms over his chest, attempting to seem very confident in his proclamation. He titled his head, taking off his hat and tossing it to a nearby table aboard the Empress. He didn't start to disrobe or anything, awaiting for Elizabeth's response ... and more importantly ... her approval.

[mvrtogg]

I heard you and Elizabeth had a baby, congratulations! How does it feel to be a father?

"Oh so y'heard me and @itismissswann had a baby? Thanks fer the wishes and all. I'll be sure t'pass them on to Elizabeth." Murtogg paused for a moment before grinned as wide as he could. Apparently word got around quickly with anything involving the Pirate King and namely her having a child. "I'm not sure yet. I do know I love the little baby more than any treasure I've ever got." As of right now, he loved being a father.

[norringtxn]

          / @itismissswann​ / plotted starter /

The journey is a short one but no less perilous. Waves make the ship rock to and fro with no mercy, the wind pulling on the sails as if it means to rip them off.

When they at long last reach land, James has never been gladder to have his feet stand on solid ground. Yes, he’ll miss the sway of the sea under his boots, but after such a storm he is grateful for some time ashore.

The island they have come upon is a small one, with an even smaller port town, but is no less rich in resources. It’s the perfect place to settle and live out their lives in peace. Perhaps a horror of a concept years before, but after surviving the war between piracy and civilisation, it is a rare gift that James is sure neither he or the former Pirate King will toss away.

A smile is gifted to Elizabeth, before he reaches for her hand to place the most gentlest of kisses upon her knuckles.

“Does this place suit your fancy for a new home?”

[norringtxn]

@itismissswann || continued from X

itismissswann

She entered the room with a large glass of water. She placed it on the side table, knowing he wouldn’t be able to swallow laying down like that. Gently her fingers embraced the back of his neck adding some extra pillows on top of his. With the same care she removed her fingers, hoping she hadn’t caused him to much pain.

“There, that should be better.” She offered him the glass, relaxing in the chair next to him ones more. Her eyes lingered on his face, she had to admit, he was an attractive man. As he took a sip from his drink, her eyes dropped to his sharp lips. They were very attractive and captivating.

The sound of the city awakening, took her back to reality. She realized, tomorrow at dawn, they would leave to fight. Though she wasn’t to keen on sharing that information with James. She knew, he wouldn’t let her go.

“James,’ her eyes met his, taking the empty glass, ‘promise me that you take care of yourself. I need you to rest and get better. Don’t get in to much trouble with the pirates, I know it can be hard sometimes… “ she had more than enough experience dealing with pirates, knowing the struggle to hold back could be heard. “I will be leaving tomorrow, there will be no stopping me.” determination was written all over her features. ‘as King of the Brethren I therefor order you to wait here and take care of yourself. Seeing you have now joined our side, you have no right to question my orders.” Although a smile played with her lips, her voice told him she didn’t take any back talk.

When James saw her return, glass in hand, he prepared himself to try to sit up only have his efforts halted by her hand being placed on the back of his neck. Had he been more hydrated he would have likely choked on his own saliva. Warmth reached the tip of his ears, and tried to seem calm and collected as she set some pillows under his head so that he could sit up a little more without being bothered by his injury.

She then lifted the glass to his lips so that he could drink, and he gladly did so, his thirst making him forget how flustered he was feeling just seconds ago.

“Thank you.” He breathed, relishing in the relief he could now feel in his throat and his thirst settling for the moment. How long had he gone without drinking? No, best not to think about it. He shoud focus on the present.

His name left her lips, and he watched her as she spoke, a sudden aura of grandness and determination about her. His mouth fell open at her revelation, hardly believing his ears. Elizabeth? King of the Brethren Court? How had this happened?

“But, Elizabeth...” James protested, knowing full well he would not be able to change her mind, but he would try anyway. “...does that mean? You not only intend to fight against Beckett but you intend to lead this fight?”

He was stunned that she would put herself in danger in such a way, but he also knew that she had to this. These pirates were her people now, whether he liked it or not.

“I promise to take care of myself if you do the same in return.” He suggested. “I know it’s not the best thing to say after... what I did... but I would hate to lose you, Elizabeth. Whatever you do, please don’t die.”