#dont act surprised

[roaldamundsen]

how has it been a thousand years and remmick still doesn't have his drooling under control like put that thing away

[itsdefheadmates]

ohhh no the cult survivor has a reputation of not being charitable to religion. how shocking

[australet789]

Sometimes i get pissed at posts going "why is Tumblr not talking about [insert POC]"

Like, you know why

You know it's the racism

You know it's because despite everything, the internet, and Tumblr, are very racist and USA/European centrist and wont care

Cmon, we are talking about the site that still glorifies The Onceler, and you are asking why they arent talking about a latino artist?

[the-darkdragonfly]

Tempest: A Captain Duckling Tale, Chapter One (again)

Hello friends!

As some of you know, I started this re-write earlier this year. I love this tale, but it wasn’t going the way I wanted it to and I wasn’t happy with how it was turning out. So! Instead of turfing it - which I did consider - I am decided to re-write this whole thing to line up with where I was actually planning on having it go in the first place. It’s a little darker and a whole lot better (in my humble opinion).

Some of chapter one is different, but the changes will really start rolling in for chapter two (and onwards). 

I really hope you all like this and thank you for sticking around (please note - rating had been updated) and I truly hope you all like this new direction as much as I do. 

Also - so many hugs to @elizabeethan & @donteattheappleshook for beta'ing this feral creature and helping me tame her into something much better ♥️

And now, on with the new Chapter One! 

♥️♥️♥️

In the end, there wasn’t much on board worth salvaging, a few trunks and several bags of coin; standard fare. The crew made fast work of it, and it hadn’t taken more than a quarter hour to transfer the goods from the Revenge to the lower hold on the Jolly. 

“Captain!” Smee’s voice rang clear in the now quiet night, cannons having stopped their unrelenting assault, the soft crack-hissing of the still smouldering fire from the Revenge’s forecastle popping in the background. 

Killian turned, giving the first mate his undivided attention. “We’re missing Scarlet, sir.” 

Of bloody course they were.

He barely contained his eye roll, as undignified as it was, and pushed away from the helm. 

“Get her ready to set sail, I’ll find him.” He moved across the wide gangplank connecting the two ships, the Revenge now resting heavily on her port side. He took the stairs two at a time, the creaking of the hull ominous in the dark hallway. 

“Scarlet!” He called, irritation colouring his voice, ears straining against the crackling of wood. He had been pulling the lad out from where he had no business being since he was the height of Killian’s hip, sallow faced and serious. You’re a pirate- Killian remembered his voice, sharp despite his size, ears too large for his head while the bruise on his face had bloomed into a dark shade of purple. 

Killian had nodded solemnly before lowering down, his knee in the pool of blood which ran through the street- aye, I am that. 

He had always had a soft place for children, the wide-eyed stares which reminded him so much of himself as he and Liam scrapped and survived despite the cruelness of men, had been unable to protect so many of them while under the service of Pan, he had done what he could for the ones he encountered along the way.

But this boy was different, and when he held out his hook, the lad took the curve of the metal, wiped quickly clean of the blood and gore which had clung to it from the skirmish on the street only moments before. Killian produced the small knife, having pulled it free from where the lad had lodged in the kidney of the man who had pulled a pistol on Smee.   

The boy had followed him, knife tucked carefully into the leather pouch, trotting dutifully at his heels into the tavern and hovered safely behind the swirl of his long coat. A sharp exchange of words and a slash across the barman's face, rivers of blood on the polished wood, and the child was free. 

The walk back to the Jolly has been a short one, but the boy's small stride had slowed them considerably- what’s your name, lad?- and as the sails of the Jolly came into view, crisp and white and pulling tightly on her lines like a beast ready for battle, he felt a small hand tug once on his jacket before curling itself around his hook. 

They call me Scarlet, ‘cause of me mum. 

♥️♥️♥️

Read the new & improved Chapter One here on A03

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[ryugucci]

Your ring anon just feeds you compliments like that? I see how it is Vee, you be pulling ppl in by the power of Ken Ryuguji 👀🤭 we shooting for ring anon now, I can duck and shoot at the same time so what’s up? 😏😤

KEEP IT UP.

[loosesodamarble]

Reading MHA Chapter 290

Me: *has been headcanoning and theorizing that Dabi is Touya Todoroki for several months now*

Me: Dabi is Touya Todoroki?! *gasp* Wait. Why am I surprised?

[dream-a-little-bigger-x]

Am I really gonna end every single one of my jatp x btr crossover fic with them performing the song? Yes. Yes I am. 

[beverlycrushr]

the way i just.... see portugal and think of the absolute betrayal that was 2017