Of Lace and Logic @charlottealban - Tumblr Blog

"What's your dream ship, sweet?"

"Anything that doesn't sink and has you on it~"

saint-rouge

Books printed and bound between 1547-1687 from my personal collection

IG : saint.rouge

rppanda

For the next 24 hours, my Muse will be forced to answer all and any asks they receive!

tassasolomonari

(( Make it anon, if you want. Anyone up for it?

Tagging the usuals: @bluebirdblooming, @ruzalorne, @emmadine, @suraakasri, @quinndempsey, @badmastardshaw, @the-scirocco, @deanlarkspur, @kessex-hick, @vladsobol, @salmshahzad, whoooo did I forget? ))

alrendriablaze

Mood board for my Pirates AU. I plan to make more of these.

charlottealban

@badmastardshaw

novemberfae

summer haze: the slow march of the day, a golden glow from the heat outside, a lingering kiss on your cheek, languorous music from back porches, the juice of ripe apricots, fading tan marks, pages of poetry books, beige bathing suits while sunbathing

myfairylily

sputniksea

https://www.instagram.com/p/B56ofp1AvCx/

badmastardshaw

N. Thinking they are about to die. (For Mercer or Kadea)

The world seemed so far away. Sounds were muffled and the edges of his vision were blurred. Mercer drew in a ragged breath, and felt the jagged edges of ribs pressing into his insides.

With an excruciating groan, he got onto his hands and knees, then to one knee, leaning heavily on his hand. The pirate spat out a mouthful of blood and teeth into the mud.

“Mate..” He growled. “I ain’t fuckin done with you yet.”

charlottealban

"And he doesn't need to be done with you." Her voice rang out, soon followed by a shot and a growing crackle. The two men soon finding their air on end, the air smelling of ozone and petrichor.

"Tha' was a warning shot." The brunette purred lowly, as the thunder began to roar around them. "Sweety... will you set the kettle on while I finish this up?"