#potc oc

[heraxic]

Davy jones//Flying Dutchman crew member oc (not fully settled on a name but rn he’s Szostak, nicknamed Shosta) based on a goblin shark.

He’s a surgeon made partially obsolete since they’re all immortal. His main duties are pulling debris and barnacles out of his colleages and the ship itself.

[kindredinspirit]

Look at these beautiful sketches by the incredibly talented @clearpurpleskies / @arieldrawsstuff featuring James Norrington and my OC Katherine Swann!

When I began posting The Wreck of Our Hearts it was a dream to have them draw something for the fic. I am over the moon with how these turned out <3 <3 <3

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Chapter 6: Katherine & James share a bottle of rum during night watch

Chapter 7: James tends to Katherine's injured hand

Chapter 7: James catches Katherine as the ship tilts

Chapter 9: Coming soon

Chapter 11: Coming soon

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Chapter 8 of The Wreck of Our Hearts is coming Friday!

A James Norrington x OC Fanfic

[pirate-and-gay]

a wlw hear me out - if elizabeth swann and calypso had a love child, their daughter could be anamaria. do y’all see the vision? 🏴‍☠️

[lord-alligator]

Ana & Jack. One of my absolute favorite oc x canons from one of my absolute favorite fics. A gift for @arielzoriuq-art. You make so much for everyone - I wanted to try and return the favor. I’m still learning how to do full bodies and positions. 😭🖤

[arieldrawsstuff]

Slice of life Jackana for the soul <3 -- (added an extra couple of sketches)

[discordsmuse]

Silly, wonderful commission I got from @everythingispirates featuring my oc! Jack is less than thrilled his ex-boyfriend/first-mate/frenemy with benefits is getting laid and had to photobomb

I adore this so so so much thank you again for making my silly vision come to life!

[m0rab3za]

Below deck

Pairing: Will Turner x reader Warnings: none

It had been over a week of this torture. Your throat hurt so badly you could hardly swallow, your whole body was either shaking with chills or burning with fever, and every time you stood the world spun. You had no idea what you'd come down with, but you knew that being on the tumultuous Black Pearl wasn't helping your illness at all.

You'd been kindly offered the captains quarters, so that was where you'd been laying for far too long, bundled up under the blankets. It was night now, or that was what you assumed. In your feverish daze, someone had come and lit a lamp by your bedside, which now cast a soft golden glow around the room as you slowly sat up from your light slumber.

Your hair was messy and you squinted your eyes, trying to make sense of your surroundings in your delirium. Despite the thick blankets, you were freezing with an episode of chills. You hugged your arms around yourself, your thin white underdress offering little warmth.

Just as you considered getting up to find something to eat or drink, your door began to softly creak open.

Will poked his head in, checking to see if you were still sleeping, and a smile came across his face when he realized you were up.

"Y/N," he exclaimed quietly, making his way over to you. "Are you feeling better? Did you sleep?"

You rubbed your eyes, nodding weakly. "Not much better, slept a little." You shivered again.

Will sat on the edge of the bed next to you, his hand immediately moving to rub your legs over the blankets to try and warm you up. "I'll get you more blankets."

He began to stand, but you reached your hand out to pull his arm back. "Wait... Will?"

His deep brown eyes met yours in a questioning look, trying to assess how to best help you. You avoided his gaze, ashamed of your state and your need for help.

"Would you stay with me? I’m sorry to be a bother, I’ll try not to get you sick.. it's just that the blankets do no good against the cold..."

"Of course," he replied in a heartbeat, as if the answer was obvious. You were quite sure it had been long enough of your illness that it wouldn't infect him, and you had been craving his touch, his warmth, his embrace, for days now.

You breathed a sigh of relief, achingly moving your exhausted body to the other side of the bed to make space for Will. Your muscles were fatigued and you winced with each movement.

"Oh, my love," Will whispered, wrapping you in his arms as soon as he got into bed. He cradled your head against his chest like it was breakable, his thumb softly tracing the curve of your cheek. "It's been a rough week for you."

You nodded, tucking your head in the space between his collarbone and jaw, the bridge of your nose aligned with his neck. His skin was warm, even smelled warm, a smoky-sweet smell.

"What hurts," he murmured into your hair, hands stroking up and down your spine.

"Throat," you whispered, too exhausted to speak full sentences. "And skin."

He hummed, holding you a little tighter. "Is this okay? Not too warm?"

You shook your head. "Perfect.”

“Okay sweetheart,” he placed a gentle kiss on the top of your head, pulling your body flush with his. “Try and rest a little more, tomorrow morning we can go up for some fresh air and sunlight.”

You nodded, hardly even processing what he said as you slowly drifted off to sleep in his arms.

[angymonzon]

Brother, I started this piece at the beginning of the month and I have finally finished it! By no means is it perfect, but I am tremendously proud of myself. I had so much fun drawing these characters and will probably draw them again at random points in the future. I hope y’all love this one as much as I do ❤️

Left to Right:

Julia (@artistichisui), Ismini (@the-blackened-pearl), Shuǐ (@nothoughtsjustmhaandotherthings), Auric (@homericwinter), Ana (@clearpurpleskies) Lefevre (@lady-ceramic-alligator), Florence and Archie (@dance-in-the-morning-glow), Sara (@roseghostdraws), Ángel (me), and Meg (@discordsmuse)