#asaan

[peg-the-empire]

the point of fanfic is to make james norrington suffer beautifully

[abyssal-ilk]

DAVRIN SPOTTED❗️

[roseofithaca]

Either Manfred or Asaan should have been a girl.

Because what do you mean I only get a son in two of these romances?

[hanshenrykcd]

why was this so funny

[felrend]

Asaan

[peg-the-empire]

absolutely not based on a conversation we had yesterday

[peg-the-empire]

Me, looking at literally anything I’ve written in the past 1 1/2 years:

[peg-the-empire]

Writing a sailor and a nightingale truly feels like I’m kicking a puppy — and that puppy just so happens to be James Norrington

Anyway, Chapter 5 is up!

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

James Norrington x OFC, post-DMC, fake dating (-courting *cough*), secret society shenanigans, crack treated seriously

“After you disappeared,” Gillette began slowly, his gaze returning briefly to the map before meeting James’s eyes again, “after all that supernatural business with the Black Pearl... certain men – not just soldiers, but also townsfolk, influential men like Hastings – began to think it prudent to take precautions.”

James arched an eyebrow. Not quite the answer he had expected. Anything hedonistic, licentious, or otherwise immoral had crossed his mind. Not this.

“Precautions? Against what?”

“They’re afraid of... things,” Gillette continued, looking somewhat embarrassed now. A faint flush crept up his neck, but he kept his gaze steady. “Rather from, well, whatever lurks in these waters. You know as well as I do, sir, that the seas have changed. Stories abound of curses and creatures that defy reason. Sailors have always been a superstitious lot, but now?” He shook his head, a wry smile tugging at his lips. “Now they believe anything is possible.”

James’s gaze drifted to the knife on the table, its blade catching a sliver of light.

Anything is possible.