press that ♡ for a starter. may include mixed canon dialogue, lyrics, etc . length will vary and i’m likely to approach you for plotting beforehand. these will be done no later than tomorrow once i’ve seen the movie in theatres !
Henry Turner in “Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Men Tell No Tales”
From this moment on, we are to be allies.
i gave up on seeing potc5 in theatres cause so much time passed and my dad couldn’t take me before they stop showing it but ? apparently he’s off work due to weather related reasons and in short i’m going to see it tomorrow
foxsdana :
My favorite trope is when two characters are in love and neither has admitted their feelings to each other yet, and then The One That’s Not In Denial™ gets hurt and The One That Is In Denial™ starts freaking out and suddenly is not in denial anymore.
‘leave the sea forever. stop acting like a pirate’
henry turner, son of the infamous pirate king elizabeth swann, captain of the flying duchman will turner, great grandson to bootstrap bill, signing up to become a part of the royal navy to remain at sea and later end up committing treason, break multiple laws and help find the trident of poseidon: StOP AcTing LiKe a PirAte
NIGHT SKY WITH EXIT WOUNDS SENTENCE STARTERS.
all text taken from the poetry book night sky with exit wounds by ocean vuong.
- ‘ in the body, where everything has a price, i was a beggar. ‘
- ‘ he was singing, which is why i remember it. his voice — it filled me to the core like a skeleton. ‘
- ‘ even my name knelt down inside me, asking to be spared. ‘
- ‘ it is all i remember. ‘
- ‘ i was alive. i didn’t know there was a better reason. ‘
- ‘ i lost it all with my eyes wide open. ‘
- ‘ do you know who i am? ‘
- ‘ how easily a boy in a dress the red of shut eyes vanishes beneath the sound of his own galloping. ‘
- ‘ i’m dreaming of a curtain of snow falling from her shoulders. ‘
- ‘ snow scraping against the window. snow shredded with gunfire. red sky. ‘
- ‘ show me how ruin makes a home out of hip bones. ‘
- ‘ let every river envy our mouths. let every kiss hit the body like a season. ‘
- ‘ if you must know anything, know that the hardest task is to live only once. ‘
- ‘ if we make it to shore, i will name our son after this water. i will learn to love a monster. ‘
- ‘ he laughs despite knowing he has ruined every beautiful thing just to prove beauty cannot change him. ‘
- ‘ hey! you didn’t have to go this far. why did you go so far? ‘
- ‘ sometimes i feel like an ampersand. ‘
- ‘ everyone can forget us — as long as you remember. ‘
- ‘ i hold the gun & wonder if an entry wound in the night would make a hole as wide as morning. ‘
- ‘ there’s a lighthouse. some nights you are the lighthouse, some nights the sea. ‘
- ‘ what this means is that i don’t know desire other than the need to be shattered & rebuilt. ‘
- ‘ even tomorrow you will have today. ‘
- ‘ you’ll never forget yourself the way god forgets his hands. ‘
- ‘ the body is a blade that sharpens by cutting. ‘
- ‘ my mother said i could be anything i wanted — but i chose to live. ‘
- ‘ i am ready to be every animal you leave behind. ‘
- ‘ and this is how we loved: a fifth of vodka and an afternoon in the attic, your fingers though my hair — my hair a wildfire. ‘
- ‘ when our lips touched the day closed into a coffin. ‘
- ‘ the year is a distance we’ve traveled in circles. ‘
- ‘ we made it, baby. we’re riding in the back of the black limousine. ‘
- ‘ i love my country. i pretend nothing is wrong. ‘
- ‘ i’m holding your still-hot thoughts in, darling, my sweet, sweet ___. ‘
- ‘ you want to tell him it’s okay that the night is also a grave we climb out of. ‘
- ‘ you say thank you thank you thank you because you haven’t learned the purpose of forgive me. ‘
- ‘ you’re so quiet you’re almost tomorrow. ‘
- ‘ to love another man — is to leave no one behind to forgive me. i want to leave no one behind. ‘
- ‘ even though he’s gone, i still want to be clean. ‘
- ‘ if only the rain were gasoline, your tongue a lit match, & you can change without disappearing. ‘
- ‘ he dies each night you close your eyes & hear his slow exhale. ‘
- ‘ wait, i have something to say. ‘
- ‘ as if my finger, tracing your collarbone behind closed doors, was enough to erase myself. ‘
- ‘ to forget we built this house knowing it won’t last. ‘
- ‘ it’s funny. i always knew i’d be warmest beside by man. ‘
- ‘ don’t laugh. just tell me the story again. ‘
- ‘ speak — until your voice is nothing but the crackle of charred bones. ‘
- ‘ look how happy we are to be no one & still american. ‘
- ‘ i’ll tell you how we’re wrong enough to be forgiven/ ‘
- ‘ say you’d kill for it. ‘
- ‘ don’t we touch each other just to prove we are still here? ‘
- ‘ silly me. i thought love was real and the body imaginary. ‘
- ‘ i said yes because you asked me to stay. ‘
- ‘ there is so much i want to tell you. how my greatest accolade was to walk across the brooklyn bridge & not think of flight. ‘
- ‘ you will always remember what you were doing when it hurts the most. ‘
- ‘ dearest father, forgive me for i have seen. ‘
- ‘ once, i fell in love during a slow-motion car crash. ‘
- ‘ i wrote a better hour onto the page & watched the fire take it back. ‘
- ‘ this means you are not alone. ‘
- ‘ don’t stay here. don’t cry anymore. ‘
- ‘ i promise to stop soon. ‘
- ‘ how come depression makes me feel more alive? ‘
- ‘ i shouldn’t have, but he had the hands of someone i used to know. someone i was used to. ‘
- ‘ i dreamed i walked barefoot all the way to your house in the snow. everything was the blue of smudged ink and you were still alive. ‘
- ‘ here. that’s all i wanted to be. ‘
- ‘ don’t worry. your father is only your father until one of you forgets. ‘
- ‘ the end of the road is so far ahead it is already behind us. ‘
- ‘ don’t be afraid, the gunfire is only the sound of people trying to live a little longer & failing. ‘
- ‘ remember, loneliness is still time spent with the world. ‘
- ‘ the difference between prayer & mercy is how you move the tongue. ‘
- ‘ so what if my feathers are burning. i never asked for flight. ‘