faye

looking for ghost mutuals!! • ghost//good omens//wwdits//hannibal//ofmd • she|her

[herrlindemann]

Till, Download Festival, Paris, France, 12.06.2016 / © Julien Reynaud [HQ]

[lmmortal-sin]

[ghoulettedust]

[z5fl8vf-deactivated20250917]

they are in Love

credit: deadgardens on instagram

[beaft]

i have many thoughts now that i've finished watching "our flag means death", but first and foremost i think we should all appreciate just how much heavy lifting that beard was doing to make blackbeard look Big and Menacing. he's like one of those toy dogs that's 95% fur. somebody shaves him and he just instantly goes from "tough weather-beaten pirate" to "doe-eyed anime prince with glittery pink hearts coming off him in real life"

[sponchluvr]

Dull | OFMD Oneshot

*NOTE* This is my first piece of writing in a while so bare with me please lol. I am open to constructive criticism. This is pretty short and my first oneshot so I would really really appreciate it if I could hear what y’all think!! It would mean a lot :)

           Dull. Everything is so fucking dull. The color has seeped out of life and left it blank and bitter. Part of it was his own doing, yes, but something changed beside the absence of warm sunlight glowing through the windows, the gentle fire giving off a comfortable heat, and the beautiful books sitting idly on their shelves waiting to be picked up and indulged. Some fundamental perspective of reality has shifted since the night by the pier. Thinking of that night made Blackbeard sick to his stomach.

          The bed he was laying on was stripped bare, leaving only the thin mattress. The removal of all the previous dweller’s sheets and fabrics failed to cut out the soothing scent of lavender. He tried to not think about it. He had lain for quite a while, staring at the pale ceiling trying to not think about the lavender and the books and the sunlight and him. He really, really tried to not think about him. His eyes stung and he shut them tight. Best thing to do to get his mind somewhere else was to get up, he supposed.

          Not very many mirrors were spared from Ed’s purging of the room. Appearances weren't necessarily top priority at the moment. However a small, beautifully engraved silver hand mirror rested on a small desk near the bed. He grabbed the mirror and took a look at himself. Edward Teach was not the one that stared back. It was Blackbeard, and his eyes held a dangerous darkness that steeled his inner core. The kohl that he smudged around his eyes had streaked from the tears he shed the previous night. He clenched his teeth as he tried his best to blend it together to hide the streaks. The last thing that he wanted his crew to see were Blackbeard’s tears. He smacked the mirror down back onto the table with enough force to crack the glass. He could not have looked at himself any longer without throwing the damn thing across the room. His eyes did not stop stinging with the threat of more tears.

          He finally stood, head still swimming with emotion and anger. He needed a fucking drink. Picking up the nearest brandy and taking a swig, he took in his room once more. He hated it. No matter how fucking hard he tried, he could not get rid of him. Get rid of Stede. The windows were blocked off, his fancy furniture and useless fucking books were somewhere on the ocean floor, far far away from Blackbeard. Any physical evidence of Stede was gone, but his essence remained. He could feel him all around and no matter how hard he tried he could not get away. Not even for a moment. He was being plagued by the one he loved. Loves? Doesn’t matter. He had done away with all he could and tried to ignore the little mannequin handle near the wall. 

          He drained the rest of the brandy. 

          Whatever he could do to dull the pain.

[magnuspng]

Nerites betrays Aphrodite: Rebirth of the Kraken

Reference: Crouching Venus by Doidalsa

[sponchluvr]

i want to write so bad but i can’t and i’m mad about it

i love writing fanfiction and just in general but there is this super weird mental block to where it makes it damn near impossible. i so want to write about stede and ed but i feel that i don’t know how to create original content and i won’t be able to differentiate my ideas from different authors. i want to create something new and different (to me) but i have no idea how to go about it and my brain won’t let me write unless i have a set plan. i have tried to write about three maybe four fics across different fandoms and i always start it but have never ever finished one. i want to write consistently so bad but the mental block is actually insane

i really enjoy having someone to help me through ideas but it is hard to find those people in a fandom that submerged myself into fairly recently. i really just don’t know how to get past it and it discourages me honestly

[sponchluvr]

i wish i could draw so fucking bad i have had to resort to tracing pictures from my computer it’s pathetic honestly

[myflagmeanspirate]

Do not let anyone ever tell you that tracing is a bad way to learn to draw, honestly it’s a good way of learning how faces are proportioned properly, and eventually you can move onto referencing rather than direct tracing.

I struggle to translate things from my brains into drawings, but I can copy like a motherfucker.

[sponchluvr]

thank you!! it’s hard to find the patience to actually practice all the time trying to draw and just getting frustrated, so maybe just tracing will help

[sponchluvr]

i wish i could draw so fucking bad i have had to resort to tracing pictures from my computer it’s pathetic honestly

[liscrispim]

the kraken awakens

[sponchluvr]

how do you expect me to cope

[baby-henny]

Pearl for Cold Cuts magazine.