Fic: PoTC - Ache
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butterflyPersonally, I am totally shocked that I am already writing fic for this movie. It normally takes me a couple of months, at the very least, to settle into a character's skin.
Ache
Kissing Elizabeth was almost perfect.
It was certainly much closer to bliss than anything else he'd accomplished in his life.
But something was missing and Elizabeth knew it as well as he did. He pulled away slightly, letting himself savor the beauty of Elizabeth's face against the glorious blue of the sky. As one, they turned to look at the ship slowly disappearing on the horizon.
It was a bittersweet sight. He'd effected Jack's escape, which was what he'd hoped for, and he'd kissed the love of his life, which was more than he'd ever truly believed possible. Yet, seeing Jack, Captain Jack, sail away was not a pleasant sight.
Still, here was Elizabeth and... a life as a blacksmith. And, of course, Elizabeth had never cared to live the respectable life. Truly, now that he realized that he could make another choice, it was so easy to decide that it was hardly a decision at all.
When the Black Pearl finally disappeared from sight, he turned to face Elizabeth, seeing on her own face that longing that he'd been feeling.
"Elizabeth." Saying her name was the purest pleasure possible, always. She turned her head, smiling slightly as she met his eyes.
"I know what you're about to say, Will," He could feel his own smile return a hundred-fold at the sound of her voice. She pressed against him and he couldn't help himself from pressing back and sharing another kiss with her. Her smile widened and she reached up to touch his face lightly, delicately. "We're going after him."
"As you yourself would say, darling Elizabeth," They kissed again, lingered, and when they parted, Will was slightly breathless, his next words a mere whisper by her ear. "A pirate's life for me."
*definitely not the end*
And I'm going to be continuing this, definitely. And this now means that I have four WIP (WsIP? WIPs? How do you pluralize that word? Because it probably should be WsIP (Works In Progress) but WIPs (Work in Progresses?) looks better).
*tears out hair*
*wishes that she could write as fast as many of the writers she admires*
*returns to tearing out hair*
Ache
Kissing Elizabeth was almost perfect.
It was certainly much closer to bliss than anything else he'd accomplished in his life.
But something was missing and Elizabeth knew it as well as he did. He pulled away slightly, letting himself savor the beauty of Elizabeth's face against the glorious blue of the sky. As one, they turned to look at the ship slowly disappearing on the horizon.
It was a bittersweet sight. He'd effected Jack's escape, which was what he'd hoped for, and he'd kissed the love of his life, which was more than he'd ever truly believed possible. Yet, seeing Jack, Captain Jack, sail away was not a pleasant sight.
Still, here was Elizabeth and... a life as a blacksmith. And, of course, Elizabeth had never cared to live the respectable life. Truly, now that he realized that he could make another choice, it was so easy to decide that it was hardly a decision at all.
When the Black Pearl finally disappeared from sight, he turned to face Elizabeth, seeing on her own face that longing that he'd been feeling.
"Elizabeth." Saying her name was the purest pleasure possible, always. She turned her head, smiling slightly as she met his eyes.
"I know what you're about to say, Will," He could feel his own smile return a hundred-fold at the sound of her voice. She pressed against him and he couldn't help himself from pressing back and sharing another kiss with her. Her smile widened and she reached up to touch his face lightly, delicately. "We're going after him."
"As you yourself would say, darling Elizabeth," They kissed again, lingered, and when they parted, Will was slightly breathless, his next words a mere whisper by her ear. "A pirate's life for me."
*definitely not the end*
And I'm going to be continuing this, definitely. And this now means that I have four WIP (WsIP? WIPs? How do you pluralize that word? Because it probably should be WsIP (Works In Progress) but WIPs (Work in Progresses?) looks better).
*tears out hair*
*wishes that she could write as fast as many of the writers she admires*
*returns to tearing out hair*
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Date: 2003-07-13 04:54 am (UTC)It's not slash, and still I love it! You, my dear, are a goddess.
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Date: 2003-07-13 11:26 am (UTC)*whispers*
There's going to be slash later on.
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