OMG SQUEE! Thank you for posting this here! I can't read it right now, it is 3 am and a work night (fortunately I work PM shift, but still waaaaay past my bedtime). I will read this asap tomorrow. I can't wait!
Jack, that little troublemaker! yet between luck and that opportunistic brain of his, he always seems to find his way out of it. Even if "out of it" usually means straight into some brand new trouble. I think in this case, he'll enjoy every minute ;)
I really enjoyed your Sparrow-voice, and all too brief Shaftoe appearance. SO glad you are writing in this 'verse! More, please!
This rocks. Thank you. Now with added rocks - click on the link in justawench's comment below to see what I mean. You won't be sorry!
I do have plans to write more impverse with viva_gloria once she completes her relocation to Just Around The Corner (eeeeeeeee!). But I'm hoping someone else will continue this one for me. Having set up a situation where Sparrow actually says no to Shaftoe and thinks he means it, I've exhausted the limits of my imagination.
The most talented of monkey's has finally turned her clever head in an Impverse direction.
And with such a fun, tongue-in-cheek beginning, too.
Love the slow piecing together of exactly how Sparrow comes to find himself in a lady's undergarment on a cold English beach. For a wonder, it's Sparrow, not Shaftoe, who's gotten into trouble due to ill-timed combustion.
Jackinashift is really no less comely than Jackinadress. And though he makes that silly promise never again to play the lass, not for anyone, however charming, strong, gorgeously muscled, sparkly-eyed, or bristle-bearded, well... I can't imagine he'll really hold to it. Not in the face of Jack Shaftoe.
And such an immediately appreciative Jack Shaftoe, too! I have a great fondness for a Shaftoe who doesn't have to be cajoled and teased and goaded and persuaded into Sparrow's clutches. I mean, really... when was the last time we saw Shaftoe pursuing and Sparrow reluctant?
He was awakened by the sound of a group of men failing to be stealthy.This line made
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when was the last time we saw Shaftoe pursuing and Sparrow reluctant?
My feelings exactly. The whole of this story grew out of my attempt to set up a situation where Jack Sparrow would actually try to resist Jack Shaftoe. It was bloody hard to come up with anything, but I reckon the trauma of a particularly undignified marooning might keep our Jack on the straight and narrow. For a little while.
And so I can't help but leave this little beginning happily imagining the ways in which Shaftoe will wear down Sparrow's (albeit none-too-determined) resistance.
Imagine away! If you find yourself imagining anything you want to write down, that would be even much more better.
add gunpowder to the mix of chilli paste, brandy and tallow Ouch!
more than fully occupied That's a very pretty picture. Especially as it's JACKINADRESS mmmmmm.
Two: never again to play the lass, not for anyone, however charming, strong, gorgeously muscled, sparkly-eyed, or bristle-bearded. Never say never, Jack. No, really, I bet somebody'll change your mind right soon.
the excise man was the bulky sort. He was attempting, with some difficulty, to conceal said bulk Heh!
the flash in those blue eyes! *swoons* Heat was fairly blasting off him. *swoons more*
"Name's Jack Shaftoe, by the by." Had guessed. Yum.
a new, manly, and shiftless, way of life. oh, I reckon Jack Sparrow'll be shiftless in the extreme. But see above under 'never'.
Shaftoe would like to apply his considerable knowledge of matters tawdry and perverse to Jack's arse.Not content with starting the story after the smut, you've ended it before the next round
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I think red dresses, aphrodisiac salves, and being more than fully occupied must be recurrent themes in Jack Sparrow's life. (Either that or I keep nicking your ideas.)
I kept picturing modern Cuckmerehaven in my mind's eye, but I'm pretty sure I've read that, in the day, it was a very different landscape with a proper, navigable estuary. Smugglers certainly. (Actually, and this is your birthday bonus, I'm imagining Shaftoe and co. coshed a bunch of proper smugglers in Alfriston, and stole their boat. Lucky they met Sparrow before they sank the thing.)
Sorry about the smut being just out of the frame (twice). But I'm sure you can fill something in ;)
Vast apologies for failure to respond to knocking in a timely manner. Family visitors, you know how it is. Anyway, point is: I'm glad you got in anyway, and much, much love, and I adore the fact that Sparrow's gritting his teeth and saying no. I love a near miss almost as much as a bullseye, me; so frustrating and so fascinating to the daydream-prone mind!
I know just how it can get with visitors. Thank you for persevering in the face of family to provide beta and comment. Happy daydreams! Justawench's Cuckmere Haven scenery - below - should help with those.
Jack just can't resist getting in touch with his feminine side, can he? No matter that it always ends in trouble no matter what universe he's currently occupying. The idea of Jack washing ashore in a low-cut shift is rather amusing. No chance of making that masculine.
Jack Shaftoe would no doubt be appreciative of the conflagration part of Jack's tale; perhaps one day he'll tell a censored version.
As always, love your turn of phrase.
And thanks for mentioning Cuckmere Haven. I Googled it, and found that it has some attractive scenery.
*thunk* You know, I honestly clicked on that expecting nothing but, well... scenery. I grew up near Cuckmere Haven, used to go there for walks several times a month, and it has some of my favourite scenery in the world. Now considerably improved. Thank you! Surely this deserves an impverse post of its own. (I know you can't see Jack Shaftoe, but I'm sure he's what Jack's looking at so smoulderingly.)
Jack and his feminine side are never out of touch for long, are they. More like on a collision course.
Your pic makes me think the two Jacks returned to Cuckmere Haven for a little reenactment at a later date, after Sparrow had acquired 'tache, bandana, dangle, and reindeer bone. He's either just told Shaftoe an enhanced version of events on the Lucy, or he's just about to.
Young!Jack is always problematical in that it's hard to make him recognizably Jack. That, and it was kind of a quick and dirty pic. Yes, I can them returning to the place where they met, for old time's sake.
(Tell me, does Shaftoe have long or short hair? I've found a promising picture with a blonde head, but it has short hair...)
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This rocks.
Jack, that little troublemaker! yet between luck and that opportunistic brain of his, he always seems to find his way out of it. Even if "out of it" usually means straight into some brand new trouble. I think in this case, he'll enjoy every minute ;)
I really enjoyed your Sparrow-voice, and all too brief Shaftoe appearance. SO glad you are writing in this 'verse! More, please!
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Thank you. Now with added rocks - click on the link in justawench's comment below to see what I mean. You won't be sorry!
I do have plans to write more impverse with viva_gloria once she completes her relocation to Just Around The Corner (eeeeeeeee!). But I'm hoping someone else will continue this one for me. Having set up a situation where Sparrow actually says no to Shaftoe and thinks he means it, I've exhausted the limits of my imagination.
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The most talented of monkey's has finally turned her clever head in an Impverse direction.
And with such a fun, tongue-in-cheek beginning, too.
Love the slow piecing together of exactly how Sparrow comes to find himself in a lady's undergarment on a cold English beach. For a wonder, it's Sparrow, not Shaftoe, who's gotten into trouble due to ill-timed combustion.
Jackinashift is really no less comely than Jackinadress. And though he makes that silly promise never again to play the lass, not for anyone, however charming, strong, gorgeously muscled, sparkly-eyed, or bristle-bearded, well... I can't imagine he'll really hold to it. Not in the face of Jack Shaftoe.
And such an immediately appreciative Jack Shaftoe, too! I have a great fondness for a Shaftoe who doesn't have to be cajoled and teased and goaded and persuaded into Sparrow's clutches. I mean, really... when was the last time we saw Shaftoe pursuing and Sparrow reluctant?
He was awakened by the sound of a group of men failing to be stealthy.This line made ( ... )
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My feelings exactly. The whole of this story grew out of my attempt to set up a situation where Jack Sparrow would actually try to resist Jack Shaftoe. It was bloody hard to come up with anything, but I reckon the trauma of a particularly undignified marooning might keep our Jack on the straight and narrow. For a little while.
And so I can't help but leave this little beginning happily imagining the ways in which Shaftoe will wear down Sparrow's (albeit none-too-determined) resistance.
Imagine away! If you find yourself imagining anything you want to write down, that would be even much more better.
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Ouch!
more than fully occupied
That's a very pretty picture. Especially as it's JACKINADRESS mmmmmm.
Two: never again to play the lass, not for anyone, however charming, strong, gorgeously muscled, sparkly-eyed, or bristle-bearded.
Never say never, Jack. No, really, I bet somebody'll change your mind right soon.
the excise man was the bulky sort. He was attempting, with some difficulty, to conceal said bulk
Heh!
the flash in those blue eyes!
*swoons*
Heat was fairly blasting off him.
*swoons more*
"Name's Jack Shaftoe, by the by."
Had guessed. Yum.
a new, manly, and shiftless, way of life.
oh, I reckon Jack Sparrow'll be shiftless in the extreme. But see above under 'never'.
Shaftoe would like to apply his considerable knowledge of matters tawdry and perverse to Jack's arse.Not content with starting the story after the smut, you've ended it before the next round ( ... )
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I kept picturing modern Cuckmerehaven in my mind's eye, but I'm pretty sure I've read that, in the day, it was a very different landscape with a proper, navigable estuary. Smugglers certainly. (Actually, and this is your birthday bonus, I'm imagining Shaftoe and co. coshed a bunch of proper smugglers in Alfriston, and stole their boat. Lucky they met Sparrow before they sank the thing.)
Sorry about the smut being just out of the frame (twice). But I'm sure you can fill something in ;)
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Vast apologies for failure to respond to knocking in a timely manner. Family visitors, you know how it is. Anyway, point is: I'm glad you got in anyway, and much, much love, and I adore the fact that Sparrow's gritting his teeth and saying no. I love a near miss almost as much as a bullseye, me; so frustrating and so fascinating to the daydream-prone mind!
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That was about twenty times more effective than my morning coffee. Thank you so much for pointing!
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Jack just can't resist getting in touch with his feminine side, can he? No matter that it always ends in trouble no matter what universe he's currently occupying. The idea of Jack washing ashore in a low-cut shift is rather amusing. No chance of making that masculine.
Jack Shaftoe would no doubt be appreciative of the conflagration part of Jack's tale; perhaps one day he'll tell a censored version.
As always, love your turn of phrase.
And thanks for mentioning Cuckmere Haven. I Googled it, and found that it has some attractive scenery.
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I love you.
That is all.
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You know, I honestly clicked on that expecting nothing but, well... scenery. I grew up near Cuckmere Haven, used to go there for walks several times a month, and it has some of my favourite scenery in the world. Now considerably improved. Thank you! Surely this deserves an impverse post of its own. (I know you can't see Jack Shaftoe, but I'm sure he's what Jack's looking at so smoulderingly.)
Jack and his feminine side are never out of touch for long, are they. More like on a collision course.
Your pic makes me think the two Jacks returned to Cuckmere Haven for a little reenactment at a later date, after Sparrow had acquired 'tache, bandana, dangle, and reindeer bone. He's either just told Shaftoe an enhanced version of events on the Lucy, or he's just about to.
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(Tell me, does Shaftoe have long or short hair? I've found a promising picture with a blonde head, but it has short hair...)
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