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[heavenlytouches]

can you do femme reader x Captain Sparrow? something like treasure hunt? make it romantic

Hello honey and thank you so so much for a great request! Sure I can babes, I love sea and ocean especially sir. Captain Jack Sparrow- let's dive in ;) El <3

Jack Sparrow- secrets of the Lost isle

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FEM reader

<3 (SFW)

TW!- none

Captain Jack Sparrow and you on an adventure <3

Captain Jack Sparrow

The salty breeze whipped through your hair as you stood at the helm of the Black Pearl, the legendary ship crafted from tales and dreams, as real as the vast ocean stretching out before you.

The early morning mist clung to the surface of the water, shrouding what lay ahead in a veil of mystery. You, a pirate in your own right, had sailed with Captain Jack Sparrow for countless adventures, and yet today felt different.

Today, you were bound for the Uncharted Isle—a place that sent shivers down the spines of every sailor who dared whisper its name.

As you gazed out at the horizon, Captain Sparrow, with his signature swagger and an exaggerated charm, strolled up beside you. With his trademark tricorn hat tilted rakishly and a mischievous glint in his dark eyes, he leaned casually against the ship’s railing.

“Ah, my dear matey-"

He said, his voice dripping with theatrical flair:

“What do you think awaits us on that accursed land? Perhaps a chest overflowing with glittering gold or... a subtle embrace of danger? I do believe it’ll be a tad bit of both, wouldn’t you concur?”

You chuckled at his antics, his exuberant personality always lifting your spirits.

“I’d like to think of it more as a treasure hunt than a daredevil escapade, Captain.”

Your eyes sparkled with excitement at the thought of unearthing lost riches, the thrill of discovery mingling with the warmth of his presence.

Jack flashed a roguish grin, revealing the familiar twinkle of mischief behind his carefully crafted persona.

“A treasure hunt, you say? Fear not, my kind-hearted pirate, for I have a map that could lead us to untold treasures... if we can decipher its riddles first.”

He dramatically pulled a rolled parchment from his coat and waved it like a trophy.

“Then let’s get to work, shall we? I’m ready!”

You replied, determination coursing through your veins.

The Black Pearl inched closer to the shore as you unfurled the timeworn map, its edges frayed and illustrations faded. The island loomed ahead, a jagged silhouette rising from the sea like a sleeping beast, cocooned within dense, verdant foliage.

“Look at those cliffs!”

You pointed out, tracing a finger along the coastline.

“I think the treasure might be hidden within one of those caves.”

With a mischievous smirk, Jack took your hand in his, his thumb gently brushing over your knuckles.

“Lead the way, my fearless navigator. I do believe I have a fondness for your adventurous spirit."

"It seems I may have no choice but to keep you around.”

Your heart fluttered at the contact, warmth blooming beneath your skin.

You hadn’t quite recognized it until now, the way Jack’s presence made you feel alive. With a fierce resolve, you both rowed ashore in a small dinghy, the rhythmic splash of oars echoing in the morning stillness.

As the two of you ventured deeper into the island’s embrace, the atmosphere shifted. The air thickened with the scent of damp earth and wild flowers, and the sounds of the ocean faded into whispers of rustling leaves and distant bird calls.

You navigated the thick underbrush with ease, your instincts honed from years at sea guiding you unerringly toward the heart of the island.

Hours passed as you unraveled the clues on the tattered map, each riddle leading to another with Jack at your side, offering comical quips and supportive wisdom.

The adventure turned from a mere treasure hunt into a thrilling ritual of teamwork, laughter, and camaraderie. As evening approached, you found yourselves in a cavern with walls glistening like stars above your heads.

“Jack, look!”

You exclaimed, pointing to a small alcove shadowed by boulders. A golden gleam flickered in the fading light as if beckoning you closer.

With excitement, you both approached, illuminating the alcove with the flame of a lantern. There, nestled beneath a pile of rocks, was a treasure chest adorned with intricate carvings.

“I believe we have struck gold, my dear!”

Jack gasped, his eyes sparkling with delight. He turned toward you, and for a moment, the world around you faded.

“Together?”

He asked softly, his expression turning tender, looking at the chest.

“Together!”

You affirmed, the moment charged with possibilities. You shared a look, something deeper than the sea itself, and in that heartbeat, it felt as though you were standing on the precipice of something new, something exhilarating.

Both hands reached for the chest, and with a heave, you pushed the heavy lid open.

Inside lay an assortment of gems, rich coins, and ancient trinkets, treasures from lands far and wide. Your chest swelled with excitement, but as you turned to share your joy with Jack, you were caught off guard by the intensity of his gaze.

“You know-”

He began, a playful lilt to his voice,

“It’s not merely the treasure that makes the journey worthwhile. It’s those who sail by your side.”

The sparkle in his eyes held a sincerity that made your heart race.

“Might I be so bold as to say there’s no one else I’d rather have partnered with on this adventure?”

Your cheeks flushed, warmth spreading through you as you stepped closer, the cave’s golden glow casting enchanting shadows on both your faces.

“I feel the same way, Jack. This journey—everyone, everything—it would mean nothing without you.”

In the hushed confines of the cave, the air seemed to shimmer with unspoken words. He took a step further, bridging the distance between you, his gaze unwavering.

“Then let’s make this a voyage to remember, shall we?”

Just as your breath caught in your throat, his lips brushed yours lightly. It was a stolen kiss, more intoxicating than the finest rum, a sweet promise amid the treasures.

The world around you exploded with colors unheard, sealing the connection that had been brewing all along.

As you pulled away, breathless and giddy, you couldn’t resist giggling.

“Well, Captain, I suppose we’ll have to share this treasure as well.”

Jack laughed, his signature charm returning as he winked.

“Aye, I do believe we might make quite the pair after all. Now, shall we divvy up this haul before returning to the sea’s embrace?"

"I imagine there are more adventures awaiting us.”

You said and quickly nodded to him.

Together, you gathered the newfound riches, the gold glimmering in the fading light like the uncharted paths of your future.

With treasures in hand and hearts entwined, you both stepped out of that cave, ready to sail back into the wondrous unknown—bound not just by gold, but by an unbreakable bond that only adventurers could forge on the restless ocean.

For my Captain loves <3 This one was really cool, I love pirate-themed thingies ^^

I can write anything for any character babes and don’t forget- requests are always open and welcome <33

I love you guys so much

El <3

(all images were made by: El via canva & paint)

[heavenlytouches]

YOU ARE BACKKKKKd! I REMEMBER YOUR POST I ASKED FOR BUT IT GOT DELETET, CAN YOU PLEASE WRITE AGAIN? IT WAS PIRATES OF THE CARIBBEAN REACTING TO U BEING SCARED OF THUNDER PLSSSS

hello dear! thank you so so much for a request! I don't quite remember that post but let's get to work! hope you'll like this

El <3

Pirates of the Caribbean- astraphobia

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GN reader

<3 (SFW)

TW!- none

Jack Sparrow, Hector Barbossa, Will Turner, Elizabeth Swann, Tia Dalma

Reader has astraphobia (fear of lightning and thunder)

Captain Jack Sparrow

The night was cold and chaotic. As you lay in the captain's cabin, you could hear the raging waves at sea. The sea was roaring tonight, shrieking its songs from the depths and pounding against the ship's sides. You could hear the storm approaching the "Black pearl". The sound of the sleeping man next to you -breathing steadily and slowly- was the only thing keeping you sane right now. The ship was rocking and the icy wind was wailing. You then heard a loud sound. The thunderstorm started. The sound of thrashing old wooden boards was terryfing.

"Jack..."

-you said in a whisper, gently shaking the man beside you. Grasping his stained clothing, you gave him another shake..

"Jack please..."

-this time you spoke louder but that didn't seem to help you with the sleeping captain.

The sound of the thunder was growing closer, almost as if it hung directly overhead. You put your knees to your chest and turned your back to the captain who was fast asleep. You began to shake slightly as the awful anxiety began to consume you from the inside out. You could feel the bed shifting as soon as you began to shake. Not long after, you felt someone gently turn you around with a slight pressure on your hip. Jack was wide awake, staring at you with concern.

"Hey, all good?"

-you could tell Jack was awakened by your shaking since his voice was still deep from sleep. Because of your fear, you felt horrible and nearly childlike. His golden tooth ghastly gleamed in the moonlight as he observed you with his deep, dark eyes and a gentle grin on his lips.

"Oh...thunder is it, my darling?"

-Jack said understandingly. He was already used to your phobia and your shaking. You softly nodded, being too afraid to say anything.

"Come to old Jack, my dear. There's nothing to be afraid of."

-the captain said calmly before wrapping you in his arms. Your head was on his chest, listening to his steady heartbeat. His body was still warm from sleep and you could feel his hand on your hips. He was gently rubbing circles and shapes on your skin, his cold rings cooling your burning body.

"There's nothing to be afraid of..."

-he said, pulling one of his hands out of your grip, searching for something under the bed.

"Until the rum's gone...."

-Jack said sighing deepily and pulling the empty bottle of rum from under his bed, making you both laugh and forget about the bad weather.

Captain Hector Barbossa

The floorboards screeched under the weight of the boots. You were seated under the stairs, where Captain Barbossa normally spends his time. You held a quill and were slowly filling out your ship's diary. All was well and fine until suddenly a tremendous lightning shattered the sky above you out of nowhere. Your hands froze, dropping the dark quill in your lap and splattering all over your clothes. You were gripped by terror, simply sitting there wishing for the weather to quiet down. The sea was not on your side, and the thunder became louder and closer. You heard a loud thump above you, signaling that someone was getting closer.

"This darn weather! You can't even-"

-Barbossa's voice quieted down when he saw you sitting below the stairs in his room. He was still visibly angry as he came closer to the wooden stool where you sat.

"Little one, I think you dropped somethin'"

-he said with a mocking tone, picking up the quill and pointing on your stained clothes. His patience was thinning and he placed his heavy strong hand on your smaller shoulder, shaking you awake from your trance-like state.

"Do you hear meh? What's gotten into you?"

-all of a sudden you jumped up right in front of him and wrapped your arms around his neck.

Barbossa was standing there not knowing where to put his hands. As the thunder roared above again, you jumped a little closer almost choking the poor confused man with your grip.

"Oh..is that so.."

-he said, his tone softening now understanding what's worrying you. He scooped you up, still strong despite his age, and gently returned you to his stool. You were looking at him, your lips twitching as if you were about to cry. The bitter taste in your mouth is prohibiting you from speaking. He stood behind you, and you felt his long slim fingers gently caressing your hair and forming small braids and such. You sighed deeply.

"Thank you Hec-..."

"Now quiet, little one. Let me tell ya another adventure of mine."

William Turner Jr.

As the storm approached your island, the rain began to fall gently down your windows. Your window was open, and you were lying in bed, watching the crashing waves on the shore. Everything was relaxing and nice until you noticed the long white lines in the sky, followed by loud bursting noises. Thunder. Your eyes became wattery in an instant, and you bolted out the window, your legs controlling you in fear. Your legs carried you to the old blacksmith hut down the street. You jumped in without knocking, almost bashing into the door.

"We are closed, sorry!"

-you heard the familiar voice behind the shelves. It was Will. Your eyes were watery and your forehead was sweaty. You passed the shelves, almost crashed into the old anvil and at last, you were standing behind the tall man. You couldn't wait any longer, wrapping your arms around his waist and pressing your soft cheek against his broad back.

"Oh..." Will took a deep breath "it's you."

-he dropped his tools and turned to face you, giving you a propper hug.

"Will...please don't go."

-you broke down in his arms, crying and tugging on his leather apron.

"Hey....look at me okay? I'm not going anywhere, don't cry."

"Will...the thunder.. I'm so sorry but I just.. please"

-you began talking nonsense as tears streamed down your face. He was here, and you were safe with him. You felt his hands softly cup your cheeks, prompting you to look at him. His comforting eyes scanned your features with visible concern.

"Shhh It's gonna be alright. I promise. The storm can't last forever."

-Will said gently moving closer to you, pressing you back on his warm chest. You closed your eyes and took a deep breath, safe and sound with the man you love.

Elizabeth Swann

She was behind the wooden curtain, removing her clothing and changing into her sleeping gown. Her gentle voice filled the room as she undressed. You could only see the top of her head and her hair moving in and out. The lit candle was brilliantly illuminating your features, but your thoughts were interrupted as you heard heavy thunder outside Elizabeth's chamber.

"And then my father gave me....hey, are you even listening to me?"

-Elizabeth was standing in front of you, waving her hand to catch your attention. Her full lips were pressed together in an unreadable expression.

"Hello?"

-she gently removed the strands of your hair covering your forehead. You looked at her, embarrassed with your behavior and nodded as the thunder slashed the sky outside.

"Yeah, uhm. I just... don't like storms. That's all."

-you said, trying to cover your fear in front of her. She rushed to close the window, her night dress fluttering with her movement. Elizabeth sat beside you on her soft, fluffy bed and smiled in your direction.

"Look.. you don't have to be ashamed, okay?"

-she whispered, taking your hands in hers. Suddenly she jumped from the bed, pulling you with her. Elizabeth stood in the center of her room and approached you. Suddenly, you felt her hands on your body. Bringing you closer.

"This always helps to calm me down. Just follow my step."

-Elizabeth said and before you knew it, you were slowly dancing in her room. Her lips were spreaded, softly humming a melody just for the two of you to hear. Your gaze was locked on each other and you were sure you never want to leave this moment.

Tia Dalma- Calypso

It was late at night, and everyone was sleeping; even the sea appeared peaceful. Everybody, even you. You were laying in Tia Dalma's hut, clutching the soft fur of the rocking chair. The chair rocked back and forth, mirroring the sea outside. The log cabin was filled with a refreshing saline breeze. You were startled awake by thunder and growling.

"Tia?!"

-you yelled but the woman was nowhere to be seen. The terror began to set in. After calling her name several times, you stepped onto the hut porch and called again. Thunder boomed in the distance, yet you noticed a familiar figure approaching the bushes. She noticed you, shaking and yelling her name wildly.

"And why are ya yelling so loud huh? You tryna wake up the dead?"

-Tia closed the distance between your bodies and kissed your forehead softly. She placed her arm on your lower back and gently pushed you back inside her hut, closing the door behind her.

"I was scared, you were gone and I didn't know what to do.."

-you confessed, still feeling the tightness in your chest. She lowered the bag she was wearing outside and sat behind her desk.

"Gone? My pearl, even the dead stay with us. How could I vanish?"

-Tia motioned for you to sit in the rocking chair in front of her desk, which you had been sleeping in just a few minutes before. You sat down and gazed at Tia, hoping she'd eventually tell you where she was in this weather. She smirked and blew you a kiss, seeing your focus on her gorgeous face.

"You can't see it, but you know it's there. It's the same with me."

-she said, standing up and walking towards you with her bag, now opened.

"Tia.. it's no time for riddles..."

-you sighed and jumped a little as she dumped the bag in your lap. The bag was filled with the prettiest sea shells you've ever seen. Finally, you got the answer where she went.

"The answer...is love."

-Tia whispered and kissed your shoulder, leavng you to enyor your gift in peace

(all images were made by: El via canva & paint)