Originally posted by savvysparrowluvTears in my eyes.That's beautiful.Please darling write a fanfic of it.
Here is a little scene that popped in my head - what do you guys think?
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Rain is lashing against the small house atop the hill. Dusk is falling, the house is dark and unlit candles lay strewn on the single table.Elizabeth Swann-Turner, her hair damp and dress torn is huddled in a corner of the dark room. It has been two long months since the end of AWE and she is alone on the island. Though the drapes are not drawn, she is unaware of the ship with black sails anchored off shore.
The wooden door gives a creak as it opens, revealing the form of Captain Jack Sparrow. Elizabeth raises her head and gazes at him with unseeing eyes before returning to her previous study of the dirty floor planks.
"Lizzie" Jack whispers, walking quickly to her side. "Oh, Lizzie..how could you do this to yourself..."
"Jack?" she says, her words softer than the sea breeze. "Is that you?"
"Aye, I'm here now lass."
Her eyes, once so alive and fire-filled were empty and glassy in his gaze. Two months had destroyed the Elizabeth Swann he'd known and left this empty shell crumpled and broken on the floor.
"He...he..." Elizabeth gave a short dry sob. "He's gone, Jack. He left me."
"I know, lass. I know." Kneeling down, he tentively reached out and placed his hand on her chilled arm and drew her closer to him. Her frame, always light and delicate, was exceedingly thin and childlike, she came towards him with no resistance.
"Have you been all by yourself, then?"
She nods. "I've been so alone, Jack."
A few tears escaped her lashes and made a watery path down her cheek.
"He's not coming back..." she whispered. "He's not coming back..."
"He'll be back, Lizzie, just not for a while now..." He slowly rubbed his ringed hand up and down her back.
"I'm so alone Jack..." She drew her knees up to her chest, as if she were trying to hold herself together and keep herself from splitting in two.
"Lizzie...Is there...Can I...?"
"Can you just...hold me, Jack? Its been so long since I've been held..."
The look in her eyes and the innocence of her request nearly broke his heart. Sliding down the wall to sit next to her, he pulled her until her head was resting against his chest and she was wrapped firmly in his embrace.
"There we go, Lizzie-love. How is that?"
He felt a few stray tears sink through the fabric of his shirt.
"Thank you, Jack..."
lol, no fair - I'm totally tempted to make a fanfic of now with such wonderfully sweet encouragement. Hm..maybe I could do something like you're doing, Willo, with POTC: Continued. I'm not sure I have the creativity to base a whole fic on it, but it might be a fun collaborative project - any takers? 😛
OMG! I'm feeling sparrabethy again, after watching all those youtube sparrabeth vids - i'm in love again. I especially am crazy about "Bleeding Love" now! *SIGH*.......can't get over this addiction....don't want to get over it either.......
Hey, savvy, nice job with that tiny piece of fanfic. Is Jack gonna sleep with her in that scene?
Well, originally I got the idea from a conversation a while back with Willo and Kate about how the Lizzie's child could be Jack's son instead of Will's son. I believe we were discussing situations where we found it believable that Lizzie would sleep with Jack (if at all) even with the vows and everything - and this was the scenario that popped into my head. Jack is really there just to check up on her as a friend and wasn't expecting to me Zombie Lizzie, lol - I'll let you guys see what happens from there when I write the rest of the ficlet (it'll only be rated PG-13 though, I'm not a "M" smut writer, lol)
"Well, originally I got the idea from a conversation a while back with Willo and Kate about how the Lizzie's child could be Jack's son instead of Will's son. I believe we were discussing situations where we found it believable that Lizzie would sleep with Jack (if at all) even with the vows and everything - and this was the scenario that popped into my head. Jack is really there just to check up on her as a friend and wasn't expecting to me Zombie Lizzie, lol - I'll let you guys see what happens from there when I write the rest of the ficlet (it'll only be rated PG-13 though, I'm not a "M" smut writer, lol)"-----savvy
Wow, I don't remember that, but it sounds like all said some very insightful things, lol! Go for it, savvy! I think your writing is very good and I'm can't really do smut either. PG-13 is about perfect.
Gah, I searched and searched and couldn't find the section where we talked about it - all I remember is Kate and I talking about it and when I used my "Sparrow Family" siggy...hm..oh well, I'll find it some time or another. Aw, that means so much to me willo - especially from someone who is such an INCREDIBLE writer! 😄 😄 😄
Originally posted by willofthewispWow, I don't remember that, but it sounds like all said some very insightful things, lol! Go for it, savvy! I think your writing is very good and I'm can't really do smut either. PG-13 is about perfect.
Haha... I don't specifically remember it either, but it certainly sounds like something we would say. Always coming up with ways for Sparrabeth to happen, always disavowing the facts of the film... yep, that's me! 🙂
that's the premise I went off of in my fic, legends of the pirate king. that the kid is Jack's. there's a million things to do with a story like that. 🙂
poor whelp. first he doesn't get to keep his wife and now we're removing his kid as well. lol.
The way I see it, we should ban together with them somehow. I mean, neither one of us got what we wanted. We didn't get jack (pun intended) in AWE and they were sort of teased. They saw a beautiful wedding kiss and a young couple about to start their life, only to have it cut short thanks to a weird curse with no rules. That had to sting. Then you have the rare but sophisticated breed that is norribeth and well, we all know what happened there.
New vid to share: Its the trailer for Pride and Prejudice with clips of Sparrabeth!!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lpi-SS1_2go