#Jack Depp

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#Jack Depp #Saint German France #December 17, 2010

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Jack Depp is an actor and musician and is French-American by origin.Jack is a well-known social media influencer in addition to being a TV personality. He was born in the respectable Neuilly-sur-Seine neighbourhood of Nanterre, France. Jack is of American descent and practises Christianity. He is an Aries by birth.

Website :- https://www.crestreports.com/jack-depp-all-you-need-to-know-about-him/

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Manifesting a Tim Burton movie starring Winona Ryder, Johnny Depp, Jamie Campbell Bower, Eva Green, Robert Downey Jr. and Helena Bonham Carter

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It's always "giving Jack Sparrow head" this and "Jack Sparrow bending you over" that but what about Jack Sparrow who eats your pussy like it's his only salvation?!?!

He spreads your legs, leaving your soaked cunt exposed. He leaves kisses and bite marks on your thighs as he trails upwards.

He's not necessarily delicate, but he's not overly rough either. He slides his tongue into your needy hole like he hasn't had a drink in years. Your taste is addictive, absolutely divine. It's enough to make him fall to his knees, pray to your alter. You are his religion, his salvation.

He eats you out with such passion that makes you scream, as his tongue does quick motions on your clit, two of his fingers easily slipping into your heat to rub against your g-spot.

His free hand goes up, under your shirt, his thumb teasing your hardened nipple. You're so close already, god, you can feel the pressure building up.

He lets your orgasm wash over you, hearing the moans and cries slip from your lips. He pulls his fingers out of you, before slipping them into his mouth, savoring your taste. He runs his tongue back along your hole, drinking you up.

He's a damn bastard of a man, a godforsaken pirate, he doesn't deserve pussy this good. But you're so pliant under him, letting him take what he needs. He worships you with his body.

And he's damn greedy, because by the time you've come down from your high, he's already delving in between your folds, seeking a second helping.

He'll take as much as you can give.

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Johnny Depp as Captain Jack Sparrow today at a children hospital in Spain (September 26, 2024)

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Johnny Depp in Sweeney Todd: the Demon Barber of Fleet Street

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Kauais Dolphin #restaurant #Hawaii #potc ost #On Stranger Tides #filming #July 2010 #2011 #Jack Depp

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Pirates of the Caribbean Captains

The other Pirate Lords during the Brethren Court scenes in At World's End are: Ammand, Chevalle, Sri Sumbhajee Angria, Gentleman Jocard, Mistress Ching, and Eduardo Villanueva. The Keeper of the Code, Edward Teague (Jack's dad), is also there.

Other captains more generally could include Anamaria and Joshamee Gibbs, as well as other pirates/merchant/navy captains in the movies or books or rides.

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A Promise - Jack Sparrow

word count: 1071

summary: Jack makes the promise to never let you go again

Jack Sparrow x Reader

authors note: I’ve only just started getting into writing again so it could be a little hit and miss but hope you enjoy it anyway 💕

It's been months since you last seen Jack. You both were an inseparable force when together; two parts of a puzzle that just clicked together. Well.. that's what you thought until he got himself captured, taking the blame for your apparent disappearance. You weren't the woman they were looking for, you just happened to have similar features but they were losing hope and needed someone to blame - so Jack stepped up.

The more time that passed, the more you lost hope of ever seeing him again. Days turned into weeks. Weeks turned into months and no one had heard a single thing from him. You worried, of course you did, he was only human. But if there was one thing you knew about Jack, it was that he could always get himself out of trouble no matter what it was. But your lack of hope didn't last as a familiar figure stumbled towards you, almost in a drunken state but he also looked completely sober. But it couldn't be, could it?

You squinted your eyes, looking into the distance to try and see the figure more clearly; it looked all too familiar but you weren't about to get your hopes up. Your heartbeat raced with every step he took, getting closer to you. It was indeed Jack, though his face was scratched and bruised quite badly. He stood there with waiting arms wide open, ready to welcome you into them - this was new. "I finally did it.. I came for you." And without a second thought, you sprinted into his waiting arms, burying your face into his chest, relishing in the feeling of being held in his arms.

He wrapped his arms around you tight, his exhaustion washing away almost immediately and was soon replaced with relief. He squeezed you tight and sighed deeply - he couldn't believe this either. "I thought I'd never see you again.." he mumbled, burying his face into your hair; it smelled of salt water and sea air.. home. He sighed once more. "I never want to let you go.. I'm never letting you go."

You pull away to take a closer look at his face, reaching a hand up and tracing your fingers gently over his cuts and bruises. "What did they do to you?" You asks in a whisper, mostly to yourself, but Jack heard nonetheless.

"Nothing I couldn't handle," he replied dismissively. He took your hand that was cradling his face and kept a hold of it, bringing it to his chest as he closed the distance between the pair of you again. "These?" He references his bruises, "they're nothing compared to what was going through my head about you." He sighed deeply, his grip tightening on you as if he was afraid you would disappear if he let go. "I couldn't get you off my mind.. I didn't think I'd ever see you again."

"You're hurt though," you swallow back a sob. "They hurt you."

"I'm okay really-" he started but saw your worried look and stopped. You were always like that; always caring for him. Always worried for him. Always his weakness.

He leaned his head down to press his forehead against yours. "I survived, and I'm okay."

"Surviving doesn't mean that you're okay though, does it?" Tears still gathered in your eyes as you took in the sight of him.

You always understood him so well. Maybe even better than he knew himself. "No, you're right," he mumbled, pulling you closer. "But.. I would survive anything for you." Jack buried his face into your neck, taking in your scent after such a long time apart, his hands rubbing your back gently, trying to give you some sort of comfort.

"You're so stupid, do you know that?" You speak up and break the silence.

A smirk instantly spreads on his face. "Stupid enough to come back for you." He turned his head so that you were facing each other; your eyes locked and his smirk turns into a playful smile. The Jack you knew was slowly coming back to you.

You shake your head with a laugh; everything felt so natural when you were around him that it almost didn't feel real. But it was. And he was here, in front of you, the both of you finally together again.

He leaned forward so that your noses were almost touching. You're laugh made him feel lighter; happier. Everything about you made his heart skip a beat. He slowly reached his hand up to your face, brushing your cheeks with his thumb. "I missed you."

“I missed you too Jack.” She spoke sincerely. “I assume you’ll be wanting the pearl back.”

He stayed glued to the same spot, his eyes never once leaving yours, his hand still firmly placed on your cheek. “Ah yes, the Pearl.” But in truth, he was in no hurry, this moment with you was already more than enough. “And you.”

“Well obviously.” You teased with a wide smile.

“Oh obviously, but I’m not talking about the ship.” He leaned his face closer until his lips hovered right above your own. “I’m talking about you. I missed you..” he whispered, finally pressing his lips to yours. “I want you.”

“And I’m pretty sure if I mentioned that there was rum on the ship, you’d want that too?” You smirk. He couldn’t help but laugh and met himself smile.

“Of course not, as long as I’m accompanied by you,” he replied, his hand moving down your back and his fingers wrapping your waist. “You got me hooked..”

“Like an anchor in the sand.” You finished with a proud smile, beaming up at him.

“An anchor for me to keep me grounded,” he mumbled back with a smirk; his hand moving up your back to the nape of your neck, brushing his fingers through your hair as he leaned closer, your faces now almost pressed together.

“I won’t let you go,” he whispered, his forehead touching yours as he held you impossibly closer. “Never again.”

And that was a promise he planned to keep.

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18+ MINORS AND THOSE WITHOUT AGE IN BIO DNI

tags: @illiana-mystery, @iobsessoverfictionalmen

warnings: swearing, menstruation, Jack has a bottle of rum, mention of defilement

AN: to keep this historically accurate, this fic going to be a bit more graphic than I normally get with these. I’ll try my best to keep it at a minimum but I make no promises. Consider yourself warned.

I looked up from the desk as Jack walked into his cabin. He gave me a smile before putting the bottle of rum in his hand down. The pile of rags he had under his arm was placed on the bed.

“gibbs collected as many rags as he could. They’re as clean as they’re going to get.” Jack said, putting his hat on a bedpost before coming over to kiss my head. “How you feeling luv?”

“Been better.” I shrugged. “Getting run through with a sword hurt less than this.” I winced as I shifted, feeling the blood pool under me as the rag was saturated. “Can you get me another rag please?” I asked Jack. He nodded and went back to the pile he brought in.

“I should have gotten a damn bucket from cotton.” Jack muttered. I frowned as I stood up, arms coming across my abdomen as pain rippled through me.

“actually Jack, I’m going to lay down.” I said. Jack looked back at me and nodded. I took the rag from him and tied it to me like underwear. Grabbing another, I repeated the action. “Hopefully this lasts long enough.” Jack helped me onto the bed.

“would getting drunk help?” Jack asked as he reached for the bottle again. I shook my head and Jack shrugged as he took a swig. “All I have to offer at the moment.” I smiled softly at him as he climbed on the bed next to me.

“I still appreciate it.” I said, laying my head on his shoulder. Jack wrapped his arm around my shoulders and pressed a kiss to my head.

“wish I could do more luv.” He whispered before leaning down and kissing me softly. “I’ve never liked seeing you in pain.” I hummed as I leaned my head against him.

“I know. Nor do I.” I rubbed his chest, humming as I traced a tattoo. “It’s just one of those things I’ve had to deal with. And will continue to deal with.”

“maybe tia dalma…”

“no.” I frowned at Jack, gently pushing on his chest. Jack gave me a small smile. “I will not go back to that bitch. Last time I saw her she said I’d be dead by your hand. And defiled by hectors. Fuck no.” Jack chuckled as he kissed me, cupping the back of my neck.

“my feisty little one.” Jack mused against my lips. “Always the longest week of my life. You show off, act like a little spit fire and I can’t do a damn thing about it.” I laughed as I ran my hand over jacks chest again.

“maybe one day I’ll let you.” I smirked against his lips. “Not today. But maybe. If you’re good.” Jack moaned and sagged against me.

“fucking tease.” He whispered, eyes shining as he looked at me. “I love you. Spit fire and all.” I smiled at him as I pulled him on top of me.

“I love you too.” I whispered back.

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Jack Depp: Know His, Bio, Age, Girlfriend, Family, Career

Jack Depp is an actor and musician and is French-American by origin.Jack is a well-known social media influencer in addition to being a TV personality. He was born in the respectable Neuilly-sur-Seine neighbourhood of Nanterre, France. Jack is of American descent and practises Christianity. He is an Aries by birth.