#ffrewyll

[preserveshistruth-blog]

                       Thalassic: An Edward Kenway Mix.

                         The ocean's in your blood & there's a STORM brewing in your eyes.

.oo1 Angry Sea – Mother Mother ♒ .oo2 Bleeding Muddy Water – Mark Lannegan ♒ .oo3 Boat Turns Towards the Port – Soap & Skin ♒ .oo4 Crawled Out of the Sea – Laura Marling ♒ .oo5 Gimme Shelter – The Rolling Stones ♒ .oo6 Immigrant Song – Karen O, Atticus Ross, Trent Reznor ♒ .oo7 In All My Dreams I Drown – Jessica Lowdnes & Terrance Zdunich ♒ .oo8 Into the Ocean – Blue October ♒ .oo9 Money, Power, Glory – Lana Del Rey ♒ .o1o What the Water Gave Me – Florence + the Machine

                                  Dedicated to @ffrewyll​, @fearsomedog​, & @praedoun​.

                                                                          SAIL.

[hiddenezio-blog]

Tell me.

                     sᴇɴᴅ ᴍᴇ “ᴛᴇʟʟ ᴍᴇ”              ᴀɴᴅ I’ʟʟ ғɪʟʟ ᴛʜɪs ᴏᴜᴛ ғᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴍᴜsᴇ:

If you snuck into my room I would:

[ ✘ ] Go back to sleep                 [  ] Kick you out[  ] Cuddle with you                   [  ] Be like “How in the world?”[  ] Let you sleep on the floor    [  ] Become angry

If you kissed me (or hugged) I would:

[ ✘ ] Kiss or hug you back                       [ ✘ ] Smile and laugh[  ] Stiffen, and feel uncomfortable        [  ] Push you away[ ✘ ] Be shocked                                       [  ] Strike you

If you asked me to go out with you for a day I would say:

[  ] No          [ ✘ ] Yes          [  ] Most certainly not.          [  ] Without hesitation.

You are:

[  ] Cute          [  ] Adorable          [ ✘ ] Attractive          [  ] Beautiful[ ✘ ] Okay         [  ] Ugly                 [  ] Am not going to grace this with an answer

You are to me a:

[  ] Stranger          [ ✘ ] Acquaintance          [ ✘ ] Ally[ ✘? ] Friend              [  ] Love                        [  ] Rival [  ] Enemy

I find you to be:

[  ] Pathetic          [  ] Off no consequence          [ ✘ ] Intriguing [  ] Frightening     [  ] Unsettling                          [  ] Annoying [  ] Infuriating       [ ✘ ] Pleasant company            [  ] Comforting [  ]  Unable to be lived without                            [ ✘ ] Trustworthy

[ms-maryread]

                                        Starter .Feat// @ffrewyll

“I really don’t care where you want to go, but do yourself a favour mate, keep it out of my business, yeah?”

Kidd could murder a man right now. In fact, the very man standing before him is the perfect victim for that kind of treatment. Above most things, privacy is what Kidd demands--privacy and respect, neither of which have been granted thus by this incompetent specimen of worthless man. 

“Else your body will be the one on the news.”

[everybodys-grandma-blog]

child-of-hellfire came for a visit

ffrewyll came for a visit

flxrtiisms came for a visit

lawlessenforcer came for a visit

“I just put food in oven! Come and sit with me!”

[ms-maryread]

X :\\ ffrewyll

Lace, frills, it is not what James Kidd would wear--it’s not what Mary would either. A clown could pull off the body length silk dress better than all five feet six inches of her confident nature. However when it came time to actually be the sex James was born to be, Mary can admit, there is a unwanted side that sorely stuck to her as the sword she often used kill men that challenged her might; twisting and sometimes down right ugly. But that didn’t mean she would wave the metaphorical white flag and ask for pardons over the hangman’s noose of ladies fashion society, the lot of them she found to be far crueler than the law in judgement. Mary Read, above all else is a fighter, not a quitter.

The last pin of dark locks rolled tight, and lips puckered red, an exasperated sigh left like an angry bull’s, her dissatisfaction aimed completely towards the brilliance behind this unsavory plan, Edward Kenway. And while the clothe fit him well, a regular noble in society; the blue complimenting golden tresses and light eyes; cross was still her emotion. 

“Ya sure ‘bout that mate? ‘Cause I reckon knee shite deep ain’t enough t’fill that empty brain o’yers.”