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Pirate Hype

Okay so Pirates Of the Caribbean / Dead men tell no tales come to theaters next month….so i’ll be in a POTC hype (so excuse my pirate spamming but this was the first ever fandom that literally got me into everything i love today) ….also cuz me and my friends are planning to dress up and go watch the film ….never done that before …also i haven’t been in a film theater for more then 5 years so this is exciting! :D So doing some Barbossa research for my friend’s costume ….and also i need to redo some parts of my Jack costume cuz it’s been a while haha 


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"Sometimes I was shooting with him and I was watching how he became Sparrow, and it was a delight. And then it's like, 'S**t! I have to say my line!"

Javier Bardem talking about working with Johnny Depp XD He cracks me up :P


tbh the best characters seem to always be entps

So, you see that book right there?  This is the official canon of how Jack met Hector Barbossa, and how he got the Pearl.  I’m gonna be liveblogging it over the next week or so, picking out choice bits to focus on.

Because more people seriously need to know about this book, it’s actually amazing.

The Love of a Pirate

Request: Would you do a Jack Sparrow imagine where the reader is married to him and he tells her he loves her and its super fluff and all that?

Genre: Romance

Jack x Reader

Requested by Anon

Written by Ashley

People think that the legend Captain Jack Sparrow can not love anyone and/or settle down, but they’re wrong. You were born a pirate and both your parents didn’t want you to live in that life so they kept it from you.

When you found out, you were upset because you always wanted to see what’s out there and finding out you were a pirate made you a criminal to the guards.

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The other sparrow.

Captain Jacksparrow x sister!reader.

You were captured by the British Armada and now Jack, your brother, is trying to get you free.  Will it work?

A/N: 12 days until the premier of the new movie dead men tell no tales.  Can’t Wait!

  The salt filled the air as the waves rocked the ship.  Soldiers walked in the deck above you as the went about their routine.  Its had been three days since your crewless ship was captured and you were thrown into the metal cell.  A couple of holes were on the wood that aloud you to see some natural light and a very small breeze.

A guard began to twirl the keys in his hand.  He began to laugh.  “Three more days until your trial.  Then off to your hanging.“  You filled your eyes at the blonde man. 

"You all seem to think it’s easy to hold me captive.  I’m just being patient.  I don’t have a boat at the moment and need to get one on shore."  The man only chuckled.

"Keep thinking that." 

"Remeber no-one messes with (y/n) sparrow and gets away with it."  You were close to your brother Jack, who was known for his amazing escapes, and you both seemed to know when the other was in trouble. 

Two days later you found your self humming ’s pirates life for me’ while tapping your foot to the beat.  You finished eating the piece of bread the guards gave you for breakfast and tosser the plate in the air and caught it.  Each time it you caught the plate your bracelets clashed against the plate. 

One thing brought you out of your haze.  The sound of canons and a voice that always made you smile.  Rushing to the little hole in the wood, the sight of the pearl filled your eyes.  "There’s Jack.”

The guard that was usually by your side left his post to go help on deck.  The cell door was held in place by metal pegs which were easily knocked out of place.  Running out of the cell you rushed to the wall were your belongings were kept and threw everything on. 

As you approached the deck, a body fell down the steps.  Gibs looked down the steps and shouted back to Jack. “JACK I FOUND HER!”

“Hello, (y/n).  How they been treating you?"  He lifted you on to the deck.  "Decient, but food quality could be better.”

Turing around to join the fight you began to cut through the British.  It was all going well until the captain decided to go against you.  You sword was decorated in blood and you forehead covered in sweat.  You began the dual and fought valiantly, until you lost your sword. 

The weapon flew out of your hands and into the water.  You ran from the captain along the rails and launched on to a rope hopefully swinging away.  As you swung the ripe was cut and you fell.

Rolling across the deck, a couple of ribs broke and your head had some your blood across it.  It hurt to move.  Soon the captain stood above you with his blade raised above his head.  As he was about to bring the sword to your chest a blade sliced through his.  The body fell to the side to reveal your brother holding his blade.

“Well sister, looks like you are lucky to have me as a sibling." 

"Jack, just help me up.  I broke something."  He lifted you up and took you to the edge of the ship.  Some of the crew on the other side lowered a plank which Jack lead you across. 

"Its good to be back.  Is there a doctor?"  Gibs raised his hand.  He lead you to the medical room  and began to wrap your ribs.  Jack was there to make sure you were ok.  After a couple days of testing and drinking the rum, Jack let you steer the pearl.

You let out a couple of words under your breath. "We’re devil’s and black sheep we’re really bad eggs. Drink up me earties, yo ho”


The word “devil” resounded in his mind. And then, suddenly, he knew where he was. He was wherever Davy Jones met up with dead or dying mariners. Any moment now, Old Squid Face himself was bound to appear. He’d call Jack’s name…and that meant it was all over.

But it can’t be, he thought. There are so many things I want to do!

Jack stood there. After a moment he shifted his weight and looked around again.

It’s bloody rude to keep a chap waiting, he thought.

But maybe he didn’t have to wait. Maybe he could summon Jones? He’d seen the Pirate Lords do it, after all. And there were whispers…rumors…that Jones would sometimes negotiate, make deals, with mariners brave or brazen enough to confront him, then stand up to him. He’d faced Jones before, hadn’t he?

Jack was desperate enough to try anything. He closed his eyes, recalling the words. He’d have to adapt them a bit. Not for the first time, he wondered what that stuff about “binding the queen in her bones” was all about.

Clearing his throat, Jack spoke aloud: “Davy Jones…I, Jack Sparrow, kin of a Pirate Lord, call you. I entreat you by your alliance with the Brethren of the Coast. You gave those mortals powers over the sea, binding the queen in her bones, and I am of their blood. I entreat you. Come to me, Davy Jones. I summon you. I summon you. I summon you.”

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It’s Marching Band Season, which means:

Meeting new section members/freshmen

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The newbies asking you to explain confusing band traditions to them

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Band Camp

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First football game

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The “big rivalry game”: Student sections vs Bands

Student section

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Last game

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ANOTHER MEME I WON’T FINISH  – 4/20 favourite male characters

 When you marooned me on that god forsaken spit of land, you forgot one very important thing, mate: I’m Captain Jack Sparrow.


#and him—jack sparrow (captain) for whom wanting is poisoned honey#everything he has ever wanted is/was/has been/ever shall be comes with a sting in the tail#he wanted a ship and the ship is his doom#he wanted immortality and it took his crew#he wanted the sea and it took his liberty#he wanted his freedom and it made him a pirate#and then here is this girl—this burning wanting desirous determined girl#and she’s terrifying#because everything jack sparrow has ever wanted comes to him cursed#there’s almost a relief when she cuffs him to the mast#he thought it might be worse than a little dying#and at the very least—at the very least he can look her in the eye and snarl ”pirate” because now she’ll know it too#that terrible bitterness the wanting brings (via notbecauseofvictories) (based on this FLAWLESS META)