PotC Crackfic: The Captain's Vessel (1/3?)

[erinya]

Title: The Captain's Vessel
Fandom: PotC
Disclaimer: Property of Disney, appropriated without permission for my own horrible ends, which do not, however, include profit. Not least because I doubt anyone would pay me for this. (They might pay me to stop, actually...can I get sued for those earnings?)
Rating: R
Warning: There are lots of reasons to

Comments

[piratemistress]

OMG - I haven't read yet, but just the summary on pirategasm made me laugh hysterically. You go, girl - I have some other promised reading right now, but I swear I'll be back later.

[erinya]

The summary and notes are my favorite bit! (I lie...this is full of terribly silly author's darlings.)

[erinya]

Will did make puppy-eyes at him like mad on the way to Tortuga. I didn't even have to skew AWE as much as I did to make it so--it was just more fun that way.

Glad someone's ready to come along with the insanity! 2/3 is complete and will probably be posted tomorrow.

Thanks for commenting!

[klear0bsession]

ROFLMAO...I always did love some good crack fic XD

[erinya]

Me too! *g* Thanks for reading!

(Oh, man, the goat. Wonder if there's still room in this for a goat moment...)

[klear0bsession]

*g* Well...if there is I might have to kiss you. Nothing is more cracktastic than the goat. *scampers off to hide from the serious readers*

[djarum99]

See? I told you they'd want goat.

Scathingly brilliant, and everything a crack!fic should be.

He gave a short, choked laugh. "Well, it certainly isn't yours, love."

She laughed a little, too. "One never knows," she said. "I would have thought it to be just as likely."

Twins! There could be twins!

And then, in the middle of the crack:

He wondered when, if ever, would be the appropriate time to tell young Will that Bill Turner had been more than just a friend; why his part in Barbossa's mutiny had stung so cruelly. Betrayal upon betrayal upon betrayal. He and Bill's son had already begun that cycle over. He looked at the beautiful young man standing before him, the familiar set of that jaw, the challenging gaze-brown but not dark, both like and unlike his father's once-clear blue eyes-already grown guarded and weary, and wondered, too, if such a cycle could be broken.

Layered with glories, this. Can't wait for the birth :-)

[sixpences]

Now this is how it should have ended. Heee! Much more fun. Thank you so much for this, I await part two eagerly!

[erinya]

Yay! Glad you enjoyed it...I had fun writing it. Part two is forthcoming...need to make sure I have part three ready too. Thanks, love!

[hereswith]

He had not yet shaken off the sense that he had somehow wound up in a story that had been meant for someone else entirely. For Elizabeth, perhaps; but she didn't seem to miss it...

Oh. My. *grins* I giggled throughout. Thanks for sharing ;-)

[erinya]

Heh, did you like that line? That one (and a few others!) was for you and me, my dear. ;-) Glad it amused!

[hereswith]

Yes, I liked that. And I noticed the faithful and true, as well. *g*

*is off to read the next part*