Written by: mamazano
Title: Pretty in Pink
Rating: PG
Characters: Gibbs, Scarlett & Giselle, with a touch of Pierre
Disclaimer: Disney owns them, I just like playing with them.
Words: 700
Prompt: Chair at blackpearlsails .

A/N: A sequel to the original drabble that can be found here. French Whimsies.

( Pretty in Pink )

Written by: mamazano
Title: One Day

Rating: PG

Characters: Will/Elizabeth, Jack/Elizabeth (A two-for-one!)
Disclaimer: Disney owns them, I just play with them
Original Prompt: Gibbs and Mistletoe. Well, they both are featured in the story. Setting is 10 years after AWE.

A/N: Apologies for not having a new story for Twelfth Night. I've been dealing with ( Read more... )

Through a Glass Darkly

Chapter 20 - The Fortune Teller

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For long have I studied fortune-telling ( Read more... )

( One day, you won't be able to resist... )

 
( A Portentous Moment )

Joshamee Gibbs did not think himself a braggart. He was more of what you might call an embellisher, a teller of tales, a weaver of words. Could he help that the subject of most of his more colorful stories was the epitome of that same word?

Captain Jack Sparrow.

Ah! The tales that could be told about him. And tell them, he did. In shadowy corners of ( Read more... )

“Why do I need to learn all these knots? And what good is my wasting time on any of this? I am not a sailor, I am a blacksmith.”

“Aye, that be true. But you see, Will, the pride you take in your craft, is much like that what a sailor takes in his ship. Now, I’m not a’sayin’ tis the same thing, mind you. But there is a certain satisfaction, if you ( Read more... )

Chapter 10 -  Tolerabiles ineptiae

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“Calypso. What a pleasant surprise. How nice of you to drop in...again. Staying long?”

The smile on Jack’s face faded as the sea goddess sharply pointed her finger at him, her words a statement more than a question.

“You will take him place aboard the Dutchman?”

“No!!”

The exclamation came in unison from ( Read more... )

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“Jesus bloody Mary Mother of God!”

The words came in a strange whirring sound, since the man shook himself thoroughly while releasing them.

Then he took another step from the door he’d just closed behind him, and tossed a severed finger on top of a map on the table. Next, he made to wipe his hands to his sash, but was halted, struck with ( Read more... )

Chapter 8 -  Spectaculorum Procedere Debet

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“Tia Dalma!”

Jack swaggered his way towards the new arrival, arms wide in welcome, only to get his gesture rudely thwarted.

“Silence!” The sharp command blew across the deck like an errant gale, causing more than one crew member to cower. Though she resembled Tia Dalma in form, her fluid movement and ( Read more... )