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“will and elizabeth are married by barbossa while fighting, which i think is probably one of the greatest things that’s ever happened on film.” - kevin r. mcnally
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willabeth appreciation week
↳ day seven: the making of the maelstrom wedding
“will and elizabeth are married by barbossa while fighting, which i think is probably one of the greatest things that’s ever happened on film.” - kevin r. mcnally

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willabeth appreciation week | day five ► touches
and in their triumph die, like fire and powder, which, as they kiss, consume
WILLABETH APPRECIATION WEEK - Day 7: Free Choice
William Turner & Elizabeth Swann + AESTHETICS
Willabeth Appreciation Week 2017 ↳ Day One: General
Elizabeth, I should have told you every day from the moment I met you: I love you.

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So, this is the path you’ve chosen. After all, he’s a blacksmith.
No, he’s a pirate!
I’ve decided to begin by the beginning and finally give justice to my OTP.
‘It’s always belonged to you.’
There is a lump in her throat and her vision becomes blurred with tears she refuses to shed. Suddenly she is back in Port Royal, the afternoon sun blazing hot in the clear blue sky, her clammy fingers nervously clutching a fan as the words of Jack Sparrow’s death sentence ring in her ears; there’s a flurry of crimson and white, and she finds her eyes fixed on Will’s face; and before she has had enough time to process what he said – or was it just her imagination playing tricks on her? – he spins on his heel and strides through the crowd of onlookers, his words still hanging in the stifling air, heavy with the solemn weight of emotions he didn’t dare articulate before: I should have told you every day from the moment I met you.
She blinks; she’s back on the beach, and the last rays of the setting sun dancing in his hair are a painful reminder that the boy in the ridiculous hat who made this heartfelt declaration is to be torn away from her yet again. When he turns around to face her, something in his eyes reminds her of the young blacksmith: they’re brimming with the same the quiet intensity; the same earnestness; the same awed reverence that sent shivers down her spine that day on the battlements when she declared, He’s a pirate.
As her gaze rests on the angry red gash running across his chest, a part of her wishes she could take those words back.
No cause is lost, if there is but one fool left to fight for it
Keep a whether eye on the horizon
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