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diffidentlibraryghost

#*Quotes from the Captain*#sailing queue

twistedandobsessed

Avan Jogia out & about. Via his Instagram, 10.3.22.

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johnnydjs:

Jonathan pressed his lips together and nodded his head politely. He himself was familiar in experiencing the same feeling growing up. No one truly relied on him growing up not even his own siblings. “Trust me. I know the feeling.” He agreed with a shrug. His gaze soon shifted down towards the stranger’s bowl. “I’ll definitely take your word for it. Might get me a bowl myself too. Oh, it’s just a playlist for some kid’s party. He’s some ten year old kid or more so he’d gonna be ten.”

Jarrah hummed in response as they looked over the playlist. “It’s a reputation I’ve well earned. Honestly works the best for my line of work… Now I really don’t know much about children, and while I do delight in this artist's work, is Cardi B really appropriate for a 10 year old audience?”

#Ahoy!Jonnydjs

flynnridcrs:

if flynn rider knew how to do anything at all, it was take peoples’ money, whether it be through an upsell of product or from pulling wallets out of pockets - he prided himself on that. it showed on the smirk placed firmly on his face, thanks to the compliment. “coming right up.”

careful eyes were trained on the man as he mixed the drink together - the fleeting urge to put on a show, maybe do a little jig, passed without incident as he set down the glass. did he know how to read people ? yeah, that was probably accurate. he shrugged, thinking about it a moment. “most situations are easy to read,” he offered as he put an umbrella in the glass and passed it off.

“are you new around here ? haven’t seen you in the snuggly duckling before.”

“Aye.” Jarrah said, nodding a bit as they took the drink. “Wondering on through if all goes well.” he says before taking a sip and leaning in a bit. “There hasn’t been a scoundrel of a man coming in to darken your doorstep. One, what goes by the name Barbossa and carries misfortune for all he encounters? Dear friend of mine, looking to find him and put a bullet through his head.” Jarrah says, carrying a casual air with his words as they casually drink. “Figure you would be in a good position to spot and read such a creature you might know.”

#ahoy!flynnridcrs

albcrto:

alberto nodded enthusiastically. ❝ sure do ! ❞ not that he was the biggest fan of sports, but sometimes they would put it on at the bar and he was always fascinated watching how fast the pitchers could throw the baseball or amused by the hockey players getting into fights. jarrah’s approval made alberto shoot a beaming smile over at them. ❝ yes ! i think i’d make a great pirate. i’m a great swimmer too, y’know … just in case i get thrown overboard or somethin’. i know how to fish too. i don’t get seasick … ❞ he nodded along as he spoke, clearly amused with himself.

“Aye.” Jarrah said, sharing in the amusement as they turned to lock eyes with Alberto. “Wonderful, but do you have the courage and fortitude to follow orders and stay true in the face of danger and almost certain death?” They said, keeping eye contact as he leaned in a bit. “There’s more to piracy then the stories tell, it’s not the easiest life. It is fighting, kick and screaming in demand for freedom that the land doesn’t give you and the sea wants to take from you, but master a ship and no living being can stop you.”

#Ahoy!Albcrto

xbellerousseau:

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Belle’s eyes widened, though she quickly schooled her features. It sounded like the beginning of an adventure story. “In the middle of a hurricane … who are you?” she had to ask.

She looked down at the book, smiling at the cover. “Actually, the point of this club is to read it beforehand and then we discuss the book over some tea, coffee, cakes, and stuff. Book clubs are usually good so I hope it’ll be great discussion,” she said, distracted. “I’ve always wanted to be part of one but never did join until now. The book is about a rock band in the 60s and all the trials and drama in their lives. It’s written like an interview,” she said excitedly, happy to ramble as she always did with books, not really much caring if they were listening or not. “I listened to half of it as an audiobook, and the speakers were very good, it felt so real.”

“Me?” Jarrah said, standing a bit straighter. “Captain Jarrah Sparrow.” He said with a nod of their head and a bit of a bow. “It has truly been delightful meeting you Miss..?” Jarrah paused and raised an eyebrow.

Jarrah listens, watching her carefully as a small smile appears at the corner of their lips. “I can’t say that a book club would be of interest to me, but they way you brighten when you speak of it is enchanting enough.” He says, her whole speech is truly endearing. Jarrah loved listening to his crew tell stories of their adventures and her passion for books matched that energy. “Though the book itself sounds interesting, is it fiction?”

#Ahoy!xbellerousseau

cursedcatboy:

thackery shook his head as the other person took a step back. “it’s quite alright! simply a bit startling. i’d hate for anyone to get a black eye from a misunderstanding.” he hummed. on shore? interesting. the other fellow must be a sailor of sorts. thackery could never commit to that - he hadn’t the stomach nor the swimming abilities to be off land for very long - but he could certainly respect it.

“alright, then. let’s walk, shall we?“ thackery said, starting to lead the way. “‘fraid not. i’ve only been here a handful of months myself, but i’ve done a bit of exploring in that time so. i know my way around well enough.” and then, almost as an afterthought, “i’m thackery, by the way. welcome to elias.”

“Wouldn’t be the first time.” Jarrah said with a bit of a laugh. “But good looking out.” They continue as the follow behind. “Making a map is usually a good first move…” Jarrah mused as he stumbled behind. “After you collect your bearings that is.”

“Oh…” They murmured out, eyes on a sign up ahead as they realized introductions have been skipped. “Right, Wonderful to meet you Thackery, I am Jarrah. Captain Jarrah Sparrow, that is.” He said, waving his hand with a bit of a flourish.

#Ahoy!cursedcatboy

Albert Ross

Inspiration: The song "Unpaid Intern" by Bo Burnham, Allan Corbett from Supernatural, Michael Scott from The Office,

#watask #Next Gen #I have a problem with making joke characters and this is my latest one

albcrto:

alberto’s eyes went wide. the last thing he was expecting was for them to be a captain of a ship. ❝ yeah ! i thought you were gonna say a sports team or somethin’. fuck that ! a ship is way cooler. ❞ he entered the bar and took his usual seat, gesturing to the one beside him for jarrah to join. ❝ can’t say it’s crossed my mind. why ? do you think i’d make a good pirate ? ❞

“Sports teams…” Jarrah echoes, tilting their head slightly. They had forgotten that sports had captains, and had never thought themselves looking capable of sports. “Yes those do have captains don’t they.” They were quick to take up the seat, looking for a menu of sorts. “As of present, I’d say you have the spirit about you, but let us see how you fair after a few rounds savvy?”

#ahoy!albcrto

ofswannsx:

⚔️ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ─────────── elizabeth didn’t need to blame her hormones for the absolute rage she felt when it came to the likes of jarrah sparrow. their unawareness and lack of accountability was leaving her blood absolutely boiling. she took a sharp inhale as she shook her fist after it had made contact with jarrah’s jaw. the pain she should have been feeling was all but ignored. in the morning however it was going to be a different story.

“ you do deserve it. ” she told them matter of factly, venom seeping in her words. “ leaving me here without a word is friendly ? ” she questioned with a scoff. the woman swore her eyes would have rolled out of her head from how hard she rolled them. of course he had been passed out somewhere on a beach.

“ no, i don’t have any leads. i gave up looking for your ship the moment you left. i wasn’t going to spend my time here dedicated to your cause, jarrah. ” elizabeth had caspian now and soon she would have athena. when her children were old enough she would have her adventures. it would be her own cause and not anyone else’s.

“How can I have left you here if I don’t even know where here is?” Jarrah exclaims, arms raising to the sky as he puts himself out of arms reach. “Have you considered, what might have been time for you was but seconds for me? There is clearly some sort of magic here. Honestly Lizzy.” They say shaking their head.

“I don’t fault you for not looking for leads, you are correct. I am in your debt after all, but the last thing I remember was us getting out of Port Royal. Then I woke up, on a beach I didn’t recognize, but thankfully this time it was connected to something.” He rolls his eyes as he retrieves his compass. “I can’t even get my compass working, that’s how lost I am.”

The compass spins for a few moments before pointing south. “Okay, well this doesn’t count because I clearly don’t want to be having this fight.” They say flatly as the close the box.

#ahoy!ofswannsx

vaduvaisms:

mavis had been enjoying her evening stroll in the moonlight. she was enjoying the cool fall breeze now that the season had officially began and the weather was finally changing. she watched as the leaves in the trees began to change hues into beautiful oranges and yellows. soon they would be falling all around.

she had smelled them from a mile away. the scent of liquor and a saltiness of the sea lingered in the air as she caught a glimpse at them from a slight distance. mavis eyed them carefully as they took stride to her. “lost?” she asked raising a brow. poor soul. she thought to herself.

“a drink and company?” she asked, more rhetorically than not. what’s the harm she thought. the poor human wreaked and clearly needed someone to make sure they arrived safely at home, “depends on what we’re drinking. but you have yourself a deal.”

Jarrah nodded as their questions were repeated. Unsure how he was expected to react to the neutral response at first until an agreement is struck. “Excellent.” Jarrah said, clapping his hands together. “What would you like to drink? I’m partial to the kind found by the docks, but open to really anything to wash back the taste of salt.”

#Ahoy!vaduvaisms

xbellerousseau:

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Belle’s expression turned amused, watching the strange display. “I find it hard to believe that you’d be at sea so much that you don’t know how to walk on land,” she admitted, eyes warming with curiosity. “Are you really like this all the time or is it an act?”

She gestured for them to follow as she started walking, checking her watch one more time. “It was obvious you were looking for something hardier, as you said,” she quipped. Belle furrowed her eyebrows. “No protocol … though I appreciate the question. You can walk alongside me if you want. I just don’t want to be late—” she clutched the book closer to her chest, then lifted it a little for him to see: Daisy Jones & The Six, by Taylor Jenkins Reid. “I’m going to a book club.”

Jarrah snorted, hand carding though his hair as they followed along. “I owe my life to the sea, born on a ship in the middle of a hurricane. Being at sea is pretty much all I have ever known.” He said with a small shrug. “So, I’ll leave it up to you if my behavior is an act.”

“A book club. How charming.” Jarrah said, keeping in step while ignoring the quip. “What’s it’s about, never heard of it. Though if you’re in a club I suppose that means you haven’t read it yet…” They ran a hand through their hair again as they considered something. “That is the point right? You all sit around and read it together, or is it like one person reads a page and so on. I’ve never actually heard of someone being in a book club, just the concept.”

#ahoy!xbellerousseau

highstakesr0ller

open to: anyone who dares time: afternoon mood: exhilarated location: outside snake eyes casino

anyone smart enough can appreciate the value of a clean slate. there is a tantalizing scent in the air. exhilarating in every sense of the word. as if he had successfully pulled off the biggest joke of the century. irrefutably, things had not gone according to his original plan. but there is always next time. orions gait has a certain spring as he walks around the deserted casino, looking for somebody who might be willing to stake their money. and risk it all. its was much too early to have any kind of fun, but that would change soon enough.

soon.

he was a patient man after all, for now a smoke to pass the time will do.

“care for a quick trial run, or even just a stroll through?” glance a little lower, unlit cigarette in between delicate fingers.

“so?” questions detracted towards the passerby who was now standing before him.

piratejarrah

Jarrah’s eyes lit up when he saw the casino. High risk, high reward was one of their personal mottos and if he wanted to get his ship back, they were going to need a crew and everyone knows nothing gets strangers more loyal than a full wallet. Jarrah was thinking this over as they noticed just how empty the building was.

“What?” Jarrah asked, their brain taking a moment to catch up with the words being said as he is pulled from his thoughts. “Oh, uh." He thinks it over a bit, hand instinctively going to his compass safe inside of their pocket, though they can probably guess where it's going to point. "You know it doesn't sound bad... a stroll that is... Do you need a light?"

#ahoy!highstakesr0ller

albcrto:

❝ hell yeah we are ! ❞ alberto agreed, enthusiastic as ever. he was an extrovert to his core, adoring making friends with strangers, and striking up conversations, so he was completely in his element. ❝ captain ? ❞ alberto questions. ❝ sounds fancy. captain of what ? ❞ he lets jarrah link their arms together and happily leads the way to the bar that was coming up ahead. ❝ i’ll warn you. it may not look like much but it’s what’s on the inside that counts. ❞ because of course alberto was always drawn to the most run down, ‘ in need of some love ‘ bars that he could find. it added character !!

“Of a ship?” Jarrah asked, “Wait, are there other things people can be captain of?” He asked as they attempted to think of anything else someone could captain. He let it go for now, pleasantly surprised that their name didn’t strike any sort of memory for Alberto, while also perplexed at the idea of there being other kinds of captains.

“Dive bars are always the way to go. I wouldn’t know what to do if we went to one of those fancy places anyway. I am really into your style Alberto. This is going to be a beautiful friendship, have you ever considered being a pirate?” Jarrah asked offhandedly as they jumped ahead to open the door.

#ahoy!albcrto

johnnydjs:

“Well maybe I’ll just scoot it more to me but- I meant if what I was working on looked alright.” He corrected the other, already feeling bothersome within the minute. The other came in most likely to enjoy a hot meal and there Jonathan was asking for assistance about a playlist. “Though that looks good what you got there.” Johnny added as if trying to change the subject. He had finished his snack an hour ago and felt his stomach wanting something more filling.

“Oh!” Jarrah exclaims, almost spilling his drink with realization. “Oh! I’m sorry! People don’t usually come to me with issues unless they’re at their wits end.” He says with a laugh as they leans in to look at the computer again. Well not before taking a bit of the gumbo. “Oh it truly is, trust I’ve had good gumbo before and this has gone straight to the top.” They say through a few bites. “Now what’s this for?”

#Ahoy!Jonnydjs

flynnridcrs:

the answers flynn would receive to his question had been mixed all night and the quick ‘yes’ placed a grin on his face. he rinsed out the shaker and started pulling out ingredients - juices, lemonade, vodka, the like - and pouring liquids into the container with ice. is it strong ? valid question, but the answer depended on who you asked. flynn smirked.

“it’s even stronger if you order a double,” he pointed out, offering a shrug with his non-answer. “choice is yours.”

“Well well. Aren’t you good at upselling!” Jarrah said as a wide grin spread across his face. “Gotta love a barkeep who knows their people. Make it a double then.” They say, matching the smirk and quirking an eyebrow.

Jarrah loved watching drinks get made. Never cared to learn the trade himself, but found the skill fascinating nonetheless. He fidgeted in his seat a bit, his thumb spinning his rings as he watched. “Something about you, tell me you know how to read people.” He says, almost to himself, “Though I suppose that must be another bartender skill, savvy?”

#ahoy!flynnridcrs

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