Pirates of the Caribbean oneshots/x readers

DMTNT: Silent Mary Crew meet Sea Demigod reader

Authors note:

Really self-indulgent. Posted both on Wattpad and AO3.

Re-watched the movie and I am now full of feels. This will probably stay a one-shot but just in case it doesn't, the working title is With honourable intentions, lets flirt with ghosts.

No editing, first draft, this is my hill, here I shall stay.

All the Spanish was taken of google translate, I apologise for any inaccuracies.

(Y/n) = Your name

(E/c) = eye colour

Edit:

I have actually continued this as a story in its own right.

Over one AO3 ( https://archiveofourown.org/works/30579392 ) or here on Wattpad ( https://www.wattpad.com/story/364192559-with-honourable-intentions-let%27s-flirt-with-ghosts )

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(Y/n) Teague, adopted daughter of Captain Edward Teague and sister to Captain Jack Sparrow, found in the middle of a Typhoon at the (presumed) age of 5. Described by many as the calmer, more level-headed of the two Sparrow siblings; when in reality, they are just more careful not to get caught.

Is currently tallying up in their head the number of times they've been in danger due to the actions of, or had to save, their younger brother.

The count is currently 23 times, not counting the current situation.

Having been thrown off The Dying Gull alongside her brother and the two newcomers during the mutiny, (Y/n) had the misfortune of being thrown sideways off the small boat when Jack enacted another of his hairbrained schemes for escape...straight into the arms of one of the undead ghost crew chasing them.

Now, the ghostly Spaniard Captain paces down the line of unlucky pirate prisoners. Hair wafting in an invisible breeze as he all but snarls at them in his rage. The tip of his sword ferociously striking the deck with every step. Mid-step, he halts when a female voice cuts through the air.

"How come I'm not tied up too?"

(Y/n) tries to look dutifully scandalised, held in place at the end of the line by two sets of ghostly hands. She nods her head to Gibbs tied up beside her when the Ghost Captain looks her way. He stalks down the line towards her and looks her up and down, then scoffs, unimpressed by what he sees, and puts on the mask of a gentlemanly smile.

"I am an honourable man señorita. What if those dainty wrists of yours broke?"

"Maybe I like being tied up."

Salazar reels with a scandalised expression; a few of the ghostly crew cough or splutter in shock. A drop of blood makes its way down his chin and (Y/n) tracks it, patiently waiting.

Barbossa's lips meld into a thin line and he shakes, while three of his crew chokes on their laughter and receive a sharp blow to the back of the head.

Finally, the ghost opens his mouth to speak.

"Actually, so sorry to change the subject. But even without the whole being tied up by handsome ghost men, my honour has most definitely been besmirched."

Blood spays slightly as his mouth clamps shut again and teeth grit, eyes going wide and then narrowing sharply. A few of the ghosts lose their composure again, coughing into their palms or turning away to hide the faintest darkening of their cheeks.