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pi·rate (n.) a plunderer, specifically at sea |indie oc| tracked tag: fruitskeptic

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shyly and gently places a ✿ in here from tea

           The pirate flinched—he’d definitely been expecting a punch—           but alas, eyes opened to naught but a slight weight in           his messed up hair. Hands reached up to touch. A            flower? He laughed like a little kid when they           finally get a joke. Gaze glittered contentedly on the alien.           "You should’ve told me you were gonna punch me with           a flower,” He was all smiles. "It’s pretty, dude." 

           Wait a sec. Brows furrowed. Thought etched his face           for a moment until— oh ! The pirate knelt down, one hand           on flower to keep it in place, the other worked to rid           shoe of its shoelace. ” Here.” Standing up, he gently takes           the other’s wrist, tying the lace around it with some weird,           much-too-involved nautical knot. "That’s my punch back,           man.” Another grin. “We can call it a square fight.”

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hosuti said: yes my love it is me you do not have to worry anymoreeee ;kiss of life

bREAThes for the first time in 40 yrs

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✿ from riley!!!

               Stays still. Stays super fuckin’ still.                Becomes a pirate statue. Crick does               not wanna hurt this precious life form, man.               He remembers their last conversation.

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Send me a ✿ and my muse will react to your muse putting a flower in their hair

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Pushes a little paper boat in his direction.

           Is totally, uninhibitedly delighted.           “A w—ahoy, little guy!” He waits           for it to float to him before his           whole face darkens. “A storm           is comin’.”  Starts blowing           on it violently.

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        Altair appreciates any and all admiration regardless of           who it comes from. Especially from his fellow pirates.           Although, this one seems to be of a different sort than           he is. He has to try hard to stifle a laugh, not quite able           to stop the obnoxious snort that escapes. “I agree with y’.           Not about th’ big blue though. I mean what I say when I            say sky.”

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        If you're quite enough you can hear the soft breeze of           Altair's words pass in through one of Crick's ears, and           gracefully out the other. He blinks a few times in desperate           hopes to understand. "So you're a—" Let him get a grip on           this. "Sky pirate? As in," Pirate fingers point hesitantly upward.           "Up there?" But what about ships? And plundering? Brows furrow.           "You're gonna have to walk me through this, man."

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ikatachrisi:

          She’s too busy to talk. Although she’s sitting in the puddle soaked, the book is           WAY more important than her being wet. She’s also attempting to dry it in various           of ways such as breathing on it and fanning it through the air, not knowing which           would be more efficient.

Crick snaps out of his stupor when he notice's the girl's totally INCORRECT methods of book resuscitation. He barely stops himself from shrieking before lunging to the scene of the action. "You're doing it all wrong! It's not gonna make it!" The pirate nudges her out of the way and plants his palms on the wet cover. "CLEAR." He shouts, beginning some super lame attempts at CPR.

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hosuti said: licks cap’n come love me

g A S PS

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♚ Dear Ones ♚ The people who have done so much for me. Picked me up when I’m down, loved me when I’m pretty sure I was absolutely awful to deal with. You’re all special, wonderful people and I’m glad to have met you.

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♥ Precious Ones ♥ My dear followers who I love talking to/rping with. I adore you guys and I’m grateful for each and every one of you that has made my time here worthwile. Thank you so much.

sxnshii I hasu—heishi/sadiisms I soulmunchingexorcist/bookmans-lavi I bookwormexorcist/ thetravellingclown I victoriansweetheart I nicotheexorcist I caedxs I actual-cross I laciex I the-lying-pierrot I mercenaiire I merciful-hell I all-the-strikes/black-order-exorcists I fireybookman I coronam-fortis I whitxfeather/theoppressivescion I traitorousakuma I illxminatedinnocence I pandapprentice/sooterkin I stxiic

✰ Special Ones ✰ The people I love to see on my dash and hopefully will get to interact with more some day. You’re all incredible.

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by Chris Cardinal

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                                             Oʜ, I ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴏ                                               Aʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜɪs ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ                                             I ᴡɪsʜ ᴛʜɪs ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍ ᴄᴏᴍᴇs ᴛʀᴜᴇ.

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R O L E P L A Y   C H A R A C T E R   S T A T S   S H E E T

Repost, replacing the old information with your muse’s information.

Hover underlined ‘links’ for better explanations, should you need them.

Pass it on to your mutuals for a better understanding of their muses.

Tagged by: river-lastro  the avocado of my life  i fuckinkgin love avocads

Face claim:  

Name: Crick Age: 17 Gender: Male Nationality: the wind in the willows whispers Italian Birthplace: Unknown Birthday: August 3rd Sun Sign: Leo Residence: Somewhere on dumb dry land Marital Status: Single af Alignment: Neutral good

» L I K E S

Drink: Water (it doesn't even have to be clean), good ol' pirate-y grog, muh fuckin' juice Food: Cinnamon rolls, popcorn, kebabs, anything you can get off a ship tbh EXCEPT fruit Day or Night: Night Snacks: Sea biscuits, dried beans Song: Drunken Sailor - Irish Rovers Quote: “If ye thinks he be ready to sail a beauty, ye better be willin' to sink with her.” Historical Character: Some nerdy pirate of long ago Pet: He'll literally pet anything watch out Book: Can't read. No books for Crick. Maps, however, Colour: Blues on blues on blues on blues Flower: Sea anemones Sexuality: Bisexual

» L O O K S

Body type: Lean / muscular Eye colour: Russet Hair colour: Darky-dark. Super brown. Body reference: 5’7” || 135 lbs  Beauty Scale: 10000/10 cutie with a booty (pirate's booty am i right)

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if ur reading this ur tagged how do u like them apples

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———- wait, can you reblog if you don’t mind random starters appearing in your tag whether it’s fluffy, angsty, etc. and if you actually reply to them when they do? just wanna see how many people do tbh.

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   Distressed grumbling. His fingernails dig into his    cheek as he cranes his neck to the side, attempting    to avoid Crick’s gaze. He isn’t making it easy, circling    around him like that. “No!” He slams his palm over the    other’s face, pushing at him to put him an arm’s length    away. “No, I don’t. And I wont.”

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"O-ow, hey--" Loud blinking. Nose crinkling. "Fine." Teen angst. "Fine." He puts his hands up. Sweet surrender. "I get it, man. You don't care." He takes a step back, beginning  to turn. "I guess I'll just," he's totally facing the other way now. "Walk away,  because.." He takes a step. Glances back. "You." Another step. Another  glace. "Don't." Step. Glace. "Care." S t e p. G l a n c e.