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hello curious beings! this is a dash only independent and semi-selective roleplay blog for lt. gillette from pirates of the carribean. mun is j and 21+ in the usa.

carrd. / memes.

can also be found at @tiimecrash ( doctor who oc ).

#[ ooc. ]#personals do not reblog.

sasheenka

My favourite navy boys ^^

justanotherrpmeme

Send 💬 for me to make you a starter with a random line of dialogue from this generator.

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ambarussa

Gillette being silly (I guess this answers the question “where has the rum gone…?”)

Pilfered from the now defunct Greg Ellis website.

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lyannamormonts

Damian O'Hare (Lt. Gillette) on the set of Pirates of the Caribbean.

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kuzcosources

Lack of Sleep Starters!

pronouns and context can be changed as you see fit.

When was the last time you actually got some rest?

Alright, that's it. You're going to bed, and I'm not taking no for an answer.

Look at you! You're spilling coffee.

You have bags, and I'm not talking about the Gucci kind.

Jesus, have you been awake the entire night?

It's 4am. You need sleep.

You're safe here. You can rest now.

I promise, I'm fine. I just look tired a lot, thanks to... the tiredness.

Look, I'm okay! I've pulled all nighters before.

This isn't the first time I've gone without sleep.

I'll carry you to bed if I have to.

Do I need to baby you?

Huh? What? I'm awake, I swear!

You just ran into the wall. It's time to lie down.

Go. To. Bed. That's an order.

I made a nest for you. You can sleep in that, if you want.

Can I get an extra pillow / blanket?

Want me to tuck you in, too?

I'll check in on you in an hour. You'd better not have moved.

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ashortdropandasuddenstop

Pride of the Navy

The pirate captain stalked a slow circle around James, boots thudding on the soaked planks as the cutter rocked under the weight of the boarding party. Two pistols hung at his hips, a cutlass drawn lazily in one hand.

James stood very straight despite the ropes binding his wrists behind him, chin lifted, eyes cold and bright. His coat was torn at the shoulder where they’d grabbed him, but his composure hadn’t cracked once.

“Commodore Norrington,” the captain purred, savoring the title. “Didn’t expect to see you sailin’ this close to our waters. Brave? Foolish? Hard to tell.”

James didn’t blink. “Release my men and surrender your vessel. That is the only offer I’m giving you.”

The pirate threw his head back and laughed. A big, rolling, belly-deep laugh that made the men around him grin like jackals.

“Oh, he’s got bite,” the captain said, wiping a tear from the corner of his eye. “I like that. Been a long while since we caught someone with a backbone.”

He stepped closer—too close—tilting James’ chin up with the tip of his cutlass.

“But you’re in no position to demand anything.”

James’ voice dropped to a razor’s edge. “And you’re in no position to underestimate me.”

The captain grinned, gold teeth gleaming. “Oh, I’m not underestimatin’ you, Commodore. I know exactly who I’ve got trussed up like a Sunday roast. That’s why my employer’ll pay handsomely.”

James narrowed his eyes. “Employer?”

“Mm.” The pirate tapped the flat of his blade against James’ cheek, just once. “A man with a grudge. A long, festering one. Said if I ever brought him the pride of the King’s Navy, he’d make it worth my trouble.”

James held utterly still. “You’ll regret involving yourself in this.”

“Naw.” The captain shrugged. “More like I’ll retire in luxury with what he’s payin’.”

He sheathed the cutlass with a soft click.

“Bring the Commodore below. Don’t bruise him too much. The man wants him alive.”

Two pirates stepped forward to seize James’ arms—rough, eager hands.

James didn’t struggle, “You’re making a grave mistake.”

The captain smirked over his shoulder. “Maybe. But it’ll be your grave first.”

He turned toward the second figure still on deck— “Or … his” He tilted his chin toward the deck behind James. Toward Gillette.

A couple of the crew turned, confused. “Captain? Thought the fancy one was—”

“Aye, he is,” the captain interrupted. “But even a peacock fights nastier if you grab his mate by the throat.” His smile sharpened. “This lad goes first. The Commodore behaves… or he gets to watch somethin’ break.”

James couldnt help himself when The words were low, commanding, edged with a rare flicker of protective rage.

“Don’t touch him!” Now he pulls against the grip of the two men holding him. A nerve touched.

The captain’s grin widened. “There it is. The tone I was lookin’ for.”

He snapped his fingers.

“Bring this one.”

Two pirates advanced toward Gillette, boots thudding on the planks, ropes already in hand.

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"You must be joking." Gillette mumbled under his breath, scoffing. Bloody pirates. His spine stiffened as the pirates shifted their attention toward him, though his expression remained disguised and dry. He’d been calculating escape routes since the moment they boarded; the loose rigging near the port rail, the unattended belaying pin three paces to his left.

Gillette's fingers twitched toward the empty space where his pistol should have been ( along with his sword ) that wast aken from him the moment they'd been boarded the ship. His jaw clenched as the pirates advanced. Their grins widening at his obvious disadvantage. Gillette gritted his teeth, becoming more aggravated than before. He noticed the deck swayed beneath them ( something he usually paid little attention to ) but he held his ground.

When they had threatened Norrington, he hissed. "You'll find I'm rather less valuable as leverage than you imagine." A lie. He was valuable to James. After all, James was his friend and comrade. He knew things and they had their secrets.

"Quit, dandy." the pirate snapped to Gillette. The insult did little to help the situation. Was he a dandy? Yes and no. Gillette was just ... himself. He glanced toward Norrington and knew that look. The pirates had bound his wrists and Gillette was trying to come up with a logical solution to get everyone out of this alive and unharmed.

"Dandy? Very original." he snorted, trying to put on a brave front. He was already attempting to loose the ropes around his wrists as he was buying time. It was at that moment one of the pirates hit him hard, busting his lip open. He hissed in pain and frustration.

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simplify-your-vibrations

Funny&Serious Side of Lieutenant Gillette. Appreciation post

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in the process of switching this over to a lt. gillette from potc blog. so please bare with me for a few days while i get everything switched and the blog all sorted out. i'll be selective with new threads at the moment as well. (:

#[ ooc. ]#i will 100% delete this later.