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Behold, the sun god’s new minnie immortal muse in his glorious form for the glorious ride in apollo’s golden chariot that moves the sun across the sky.

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OHMYGOD

ap-o-ll-o

i know mais, you’re the meme god,

you blessed me with your meme spirit.

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#BEHOLD THE MEMES

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Behold, the sun god’s new minnie immortal muse in his glorious form for the glorious ride in apollo’s golden chariot that moves the sun across the sky.

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OHMYGOD

#Gabby you are too much #it's a MEME #A MEME #OMG

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He had fire inside him and she was adding the fuel.

Infinite excerpts. (via infiniteexcerpts) @damiensills

#hey BINCH what's up #STOP ENCOURAGING LYDIA TO MAKE ME DO WEED SEL #THIS IS HARASSMENT

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Closed || Lilly

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Rose had taken a spare blanket from the Lost Ones camp and went about trying to find a spot to make a hammock. Despite her friendships with Damien and Lilly, and their reassurance that if she needed anything from them, she could ask, she still had the tendency to steal. After all, she was a pirate. That’s what pirates did.

She had had doubts about whether or not she belonged with the pirates. Now, carrying the large blanket on her back, her doubts were subdued temporarily. Though there were things she had revealed to Damien and Lilly, willing or otherwise, there were still ways she kept herself at a distance from them. One of those ways was not asking them for their help.

Rose found a perfect place near the beach to set up her hammock. Two trees, situated next to each other, bended over in such a way that made stringing up a hammock quite easy. First, she tied two ends of the blanket to each tree, and then she adjusted the blanket, testing it to make sure it could carry her weight. She double knotted the ends of the blanket just to be sure. She needed to be confident that the hammock wouldn’t tear or fall apart. The blanket she had stolen seemed strong enough, and she gave it another tug just to test it. Now that she knew it wouldn’t give out on her, she decided to hop right on it and rest.

Rose didn’t rest for very long. Her eyes had been closed for maybe ten minutes when she felt something push against her makeshift hammock. Rose didn’t even get to see what had pushed it. As soon as she felt herself jolted awake, her hammock had been flipped over, and she fell flat on her face.

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Another blanket had gone missing from the Lost Ones' supply, and Lilly had been sent out to find it. Or rather, she had offered to go, because she knew for sure that it had been Rose. Again. Damien and Lilly had already told her that if she needed anything she just had to ask. Yet Rose had completely ignored their act of kindness, and stolen from them. Aside from angering Lilly, she had pissed off a lot of Lost Ones too.

Lilly had decided to try the Jolly Roger first, since the Pirates rarely came off the ship, unless it was for food or water. They hated the Lost Ones, they hated Indians and they hated Pan; you couldn't really go anywhere on the island without encountering one of the three. Despite her mission to find Rose and retrieve what she had taken, Lilly had still taken a few minutes for herself, to pull off her boots and walk through the cool water, rather than on the hot sand.

During her walk, her eyes roamed the edge of the forest - you could never let your guard down on the island - and she spotted something stretched between two trees. Pulling herself away from the sea, Lilly walked closer to see what it was; she couldn't be exactly sure from so far away. As she drew closer to what she could only presume was a hammock, Lilly made out a figure laying in the folds of the blanket. Said someone was clearly resting, and now she could even make out who it was. Rose.

A smirk curled onto Lilly's lips - it was the perfect opportunity a small revenge. She crept towards the hammock, trying to avoid making a single sound. Today luck was on her side, and Lilly managed to reach the side of the hammock before she pushed Rose out of it, jumping into it herself. She couldn't stop the grin that spread across her face as she spoke, "You're making this too easy - if you're gonna steal, at least try to get away with it."

#they're so adorable #stab me #Rose x Lilly

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Closed || Rose/Damien/Lilly

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Rose couldn’t help but crack up when she heard Damien repeating the word “Hello.” He had probably been testing out his new drunk voice. Rose started paying attention to the way it sounded, noticing that it sounded thick and deep, and she saw Lilly try to keep herself from laughing.

Damien had taken a few gulps. As Damien fell off the log, Lilly snatched the bottle from him, and she took a sip as she started toward the campfire. Then, Lilly began to taunt the both of them.

Rose wondered how much rum there was left in the bottle. She couldn’t guess the amount by watching Lilly shake the flask in front of them. She had to manipulate it with her own hands. Her eyes switched from Lilly to Damien and back to Lilly again. She couldn’t decide who looked stranger: the girl who looked like a shadow against the fire, or the boy who looked like a hot mess in the dirt.

Rose slid off the log and lied down beside him, laughing. She couldn’t believe the mess she had gotten herself into. How would she explain the missing rum to the pirates once she got back on ship? She knew how much they liked to drink. Then again, Captain Hook always seemed to have a ready supply. It’s not like they would miss it – or her.

The only one on that ship who might miss her presence was Rylo.

Rose looked at Damien. Oh, how similar Damien and Rylo were, yet how different. She tried to remember her encounters with both of them. Last time she had seen Damien, he had gone bezerk, and then made up for it by saving her life. One of the first times she had seen Rylo, though, was when he almost killed her while drunk and injured.

Damien may not be injured, but he certainly was drunk. She hoped he didn’t get injured in any way. Rose then remembered what triggered Damien when he went bezerk on her. Blood.

Thank God no one is bleeding, Rose thought. She couldn’t imagine any girl on her period feeling safe around the guy.

Rose’s entire body felt warm, and she blamed the alcohol. Why did she have to drink so much? She hoped that the uncomfortable warmth would go away. She figured that, with time, her body would go back to its normal state, and her head wouldn’t feel so loose and unsteady. Rose sat on her knees beside Damien and took a good look at him. She figured he was just as messed up as she was, if not more.

“Dayyyyy-meeeee-ehnnnnnn,” Rose said, her head hovering over his. “Hellooooooo.”

Rose let out a giggle. Everything about this was absurd. Neither of them should have drank as much as they did. The only one who could really hold her liquor was Lilly.

She lightly tapped his cheek. “Hello? Are you there? Damien?” Rose then used her hands to hold herself up as she leaned over him. “Are you breathing?” she giggled.

Rose then cocked her head to the side. “Don’t make me go mouth-to-mouth on you like I had to after that mermaid attack.”

Rose waited for a response, but she didn’t get one.

“Here we goooo!”

She moved her head up and mockingly took a deep breath, holding it in as if she were about to dive underwater. She then rapidly lowered her head until her lips almost touched Damien’s. Rose held her position for a while. She held her mouth shut, and air slipped in and out through her nose as she remained still.

Rose could only hold her position for so long. The more she stared, the more amusing Damien’s face became. Rose let out a giggle, her breath blowing on Damien’s lips, and she cupped Damien’s face because it began to endear her so much. Perhaps it was being around his baby-faced self, or perhaps it was the alcohol, but Rose was beginning to feel impossibly lighthearted. In her giddiness, she steadied her face so that her eyes, nose, and lips lined up with the boy’s. Her hands left his face and planted themselves just above his shoulders, holding herself up just above him.

“I was just kidding,” she chuckled. “I wouldn’t do that,” she said, shaking her head.

When she had made such a gesture, the tip of her nose brushed against Damien’s a few times, making Rose giggle even more. Had she been sober, she would have realized that such an action would have made Lilly suspicious at best, but at present moment, Rose was losing it. She rubbed her nose against Damien’s again. Why was she like this? Again, Rose blamed it on the alcohol. Whatever she did that night, she had a way of excusing it. Rum was wonderful in that way.

“Oh, Damien,” she said, pushing herself up far above him. “You shouldn’t lie flat on your back. Seeing how much of a lightweight you are, you might puke.”

Rose turned him over on his side and patted his shoulder, reassuring him that he would be just fine now. If he puked, he wouldn’t risk choking on it. That is, if he didn’t lie on his back again.

Rose turned attention to Lilly, who still had the flask of rum in her hand. I gotta get it back. She shot up in Lilly’s direction. Rose successfully got one foot over the log, but when she tried to complete her jump, her other foot got caught on both the log and her dangling sword. Such a move caused Rose to fall flat on her face. Luckily, that didn’t stop her from getting right back up.

Rose managed to get to Lilly and snatch the flask from her hand. She gave it a shake to see how much there was left. Shit, she thought. Not much left. She put the flask back in its proper compartment and tightened her sword belt.

“Let’s save some for later,” Rose said, her words already slurring. “We’re already drunk off our asses.”

Rose crossed her arms and cocked her head, gazing at Lilly. Perhaps her eyes were just glazing thanks to the booze, but the light from the fire did odd things to the girl’s face, and Rose couldn’t take her eyes off her. Something about the way Lilly smirked made Rose think of her toughness.

Rose remembered how Lilly stood up to Rylo when Hook gathered the pirates in a secret meeting. Watching Lilly defy Rylo was something else. Sometimes Rose had no way of knowing how to act around the man, and she knew how easily he could kill someone if he really wanted to. Though Rose had survived her encounters with the man she called a mentor, she heard of many others who didn’t. The fact that Lilly was brave enough to stand up to Rylo gave Rose a bit of hope, in a way. Then again, it kind of scared her. What if Rylo decided to show Lilly his demonic side? Rose had seen it before, and that wasn’t something she wished on anyone.

Rose stared at Lilly for quite some time, unable to figure out her feelings. They were friends, in that girls-need-to-stick-together kind of way, but something put them at an odd distance. Rose couldn’t figure out the ways they were alike, but she knew they were there. However, Rose could see the ways they were different. Lilly wasn’t vulnerable in the same way Rose was, nor did she seem to feel nearly as alone.

Rose laughed at herself when she thought of the main difference between them: Lilly wasn’t the one pathetic enough to cling to Rylo as a mentor.

Fuck, why am I thinking about this? The alcohol was fucking with Rose’s head. Surely, if she were more sober, she’d actually be able to figure out how she felt about Lilly. This friendship was getting more complicated than Rose liked. It was far more complicated than any relationship any pirate should be dealing with.

Rose looked at the fire, and then at Damien, who was still turned over on the ground. He’s still there?! Rose had to laugh. When she thought of Damien stupidly falling over the log, she lightened up a lot, and she turned her attention to Lilly again. Finally, she could have a little fun.

“Damien said they dance and shit around the fire,” Rose said, giggling. “Do they literally shit around the fire? Eww, that sounds gross.” Rose couldn’t stop herself from slurring her words a bit. “I deal with enough shit with the pirates. Literally. They poop on deck. Gross fucks.”

Rose then looked at the ground around them. Appears shit-free, she thought. She shrugged at her thoughts. What had she been thinking about? Fuck, I don’t know. Rose looked at Lilly and Damien again, and she remembered she was saying something about dancing.

Rose, in her drunkenness, threw her arms on Lilly’s shoulders. A bit high up. Rose hadn’t realized Lilly was so tall. She stood on her tip-toes and began to sway.

“Welp, Lost Ones dance and shit around the campfire,” Rose said, giggling at the word ‘shit’. “Come on. Let’s dance, pirate girl.”

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The bottle was taken from Damien’s hands and small pout curled on his lips. Lily had always been an adventurer, why wasn’t she letting him have fun now?

“Ur a Buzz kill~”

His words came out slurred, which made him break out into laughter once more. Damn did he sound funny, he also felt warm, very warm. All his muscles were tingling and they felt wobbly, like if they were jelly. He laughter a little louder at his internal thought. Jelly for muscles, how cool!

Damien hadn’t even noticed Rose fell beside him, or that she was staring until she began to speak to him. Although she was right beside him, her voice sounded distant and far away. The boy blinked and turned his head towards her, a grin stretching across his face. Her voice sounded just as cool as his did, maybe he should try speaking that way.

“Yoooooooooo”

Yo? What the hell? Another laugh ripped past his throat and his eyes lost focus, he forgot Rose was even sitting before him. Cool things happened when you were drunk, Damien actually enjoyed feeling this warm and light headed and giggly. He could let go, something he hadn’t been able to do for years. He felt free from all emotions ad fears, like someone had opened his cage and let him out.

Damien clicked back into reality when Rose’s face was only inches away from his. His eyes widened and he blinked a couple of times, so his pupils would focus on the girls face. Why was she so close to him? Had she said something? He couldn’t really remember. Damien tilted his head ever so slightly and let his eyes wander over Roses face. Although the two of them were the same age, Rose looked much younger in Damien’s eyes, maybe that was because he saw her as a younger sister. He then furrowed his eyebrows as his eyes met her hair. She has so much hair! A giggle left the girl but he still stared at her hair, fascinated by its thickness.

“You wouldn’t do what?”

Damien was confused by the whole situation, why she was so close, what she was talking about, why her hair was so big, why his muscles were jelly. So many questions bumped within his brain but he couldn’t even focus on them. He couldn’t focus on anything.

Feeling the girls nose brush against his cause the male to giggle, and he returned the gesture. Her nose was so soft, and it kinda tickled against his. What were they doing? It probably looked weird for anyone watching from a distance.

Oh Damien

Suddenly the male was pushed to his side and his eyes widened. Whoa, head rush. It was like all the blood in his brain pushed to the side of his head. Also, everything looked so cool from this side. Damien let his mouth hang slightly ajar as he stared off at the camp. How cool. A light weight? What the hell did that mean? Was Rose complimenting him or making fun of him? Her tone was teasing.

“I’m.. No light weight okay…”

Damien realized that Rose had left his side, so he began to feel lonely. He heard a large thump, and assumed someone else had fallen over the log, which of course caused him to laugh. He pulled himself up onto his knees and slowly crawled back over the long, rolling over it so he now sat on the same side as Lilly. He rested his back against hard surface and ran a hand over his neck, which caused him to wince. What the hell was on his neck? He felt over the spot for a while before realization kicked in. He grinned widely and pulled down on the collar of his shirt, which gave the girls a better view of his hickey. He just had to show them, it was so funny.

“Hey Rose, look at this cooed hickey Lilly gave me. ahahaha it’s cause I’m her boyfriend.”

He leaned his head back and began to laugh hard all over again. Thats right, he was Lilly’s boyfriend, which was super awesome. He loved Lilly, had he told her that?

Damien’s head lulled to the side, giggles still leaving his mouth as the two girls began to sway. Damien only caught some of Rose’s words. Something about shit and pirates, something about the lost ones, and dancing.

Dancing?

Another loud laugh bursted out of Damien, and he looked up at the girls with amusement. Damien had never danced in his life, but watching those two dance would probably be a pretty cool sight.

“Dance Dance Dance~”

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Lilly may have been a little dizzy, but seeing Rose lean over him and lower herself so they were that close made her feel like she had never been more steady. Her gaze hardened each second her eyes lingered on the scene before her. “Don’t make me go mouth-to-mouth on you like I had to after that mermaid attack.” Perhaps Rose was almost as drunk as Damien was, and had been imagining things. That didn’t actually happen, did it? Lilly’s breath caught in her throat as Rose moved her face closer to his, her lips almost brushing against his. She adored Rose and how sweet she usually was, but she coldn’t ignore the bubbling rage in her stomach. Was it from the alcohol, or was it from the way Rose stared at Damien?

When Rose began to laugh Lilly let go of a breath she hadn’t known she was holding. Then again, as soon as she rubbed her nose against his, the anger began to boil again. Then he did the same back. Lilly slid down the log, letting her head rest on the floor. She stared up at the sky and huffed. She couldn’t recall ever feeling this irritable before, and she wasn’t sure what would happen if she continued to watch the strange scenario.

Lilly felt Damien land beside her, but she refused to even acknowledge his presence. That was at least, until he noticed the hickey. Rose, hickey, boyfriend, too many words. Lilly bolted up and attempted to cover the mark by pulling his shirt collar back up. “You won’t be my boyfriend after this, you absolute shit. And anyway, I seem to recall that Rose is your new girlfriend now, so I’ll leave the hickeys to her.”

Rose followed Lilly over to the fire, and she turned at the sound of the girls voice. “No, you and Damien are drunk of your asses. I’m not. Pirate girl, remember?” Rose’s laughing lifted some of the weight of her shoulders, and she followed her gaze back to Damien. At the sight of him, Lilly joined in with the chuckling.

“Not literally,” she grinned. “But they do dance.” Her grin widened at the height difference, and how Rose had to go up onto her tiptoes. “Sounds like a challenge.” “Where I come from, before people dance, all the ladies curtesy, like this,” Lilly pulled away, demonstarting the posture she had been taught as soon as she could walk. “Then all the men bow and they dance. All the ladies wear dresses that billow out around them and everyone looks beautiful. Pardon my enthusiasm.” She giggled before spinning around. “Do you know what I would like to see? Damien attempting to dance.”

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