#ghostlyhunter

[therapardalis]

*Popcorns the sword fight - this’ll be interesting!*

[ninjacat1515]

Stowaway

( @ghostlyhunter  )

In the chaos, Eliza found herself crouched behind a pile of rotting crates. The presence of both pirates and ghosts preventing her from leaving the safety of her hiding place. She was horrified by the gruesome scene of slaughter. Trying to escape one hell, and ending up in another.

The pirates stood no chance; and falling quickly to the specters. Eliza placed her hand over her mouth, pulling a filthy cloth covering over herself. The ship had begun to move again, and she had missed her chance to flee. She prayed nothing would find her. She just needed more time to figure a plan....

[seawitchshansa]

girl talk || @moonlitmyth

“Margaret....Meg, I have some news.” 

“I’m engaged.”

[star-trekker-0013]

Who I Owe

So the people I owe replies to are:

@pseudcrealismc

@ghostlyhunter

@shadesofdistortion

@ofconstxllationiisms

@no-regrets-pirates-life

I will try to get them sent out by the end of this week. Things are a bit busy at the moment and I’m a bit behind on schoolwork.

If I owe anyone else a reply, please let me know!

[stridande-a-blog]

( @ghostlyhunter )

       “ How is it? “   She chimes through. Her dark eyes are set upon the Spaniard captain as she approaches. Gentle steps carry her through the people effortlessly, passing between them as though she weren’t even there. Emily comes to a stop just some feet from him, allowing him distance. A respectful bow is offered (considering she was never really taught to curtsy), eyes reconnecting as straightens.

       “ Sailing, I mean. The oceans.. “

[womanofscxence]

“ Maybe we’ve got more in common than I thought. ”

@ghostlyhunter

“You’re a murderer, I’m not. You’re practically dead, I’m not. I have a good heart, you don’t. I like some pirates, you like none. I don’t see how we can have anything in common, Salazar.”

[periculo-archived-blog]

ghostlyhunter has sailed into Whitecap Bay.

@ghostlyhunter

          When Tamara first spotted that wreck of a ship, she was sure that it had been blown to pieces without her noticing. Then she noticed it moving, the birds flying around it, and the figures moving around on it as if it were a normal ship. The mermaid eventually came to the conclusion that it was a ghost ship. A ghost ship in Whitecap Bay was not common in the slightest, so when she came to that conclusion she made sure to swim back a little. However, her curiosity was starting to get the best of her, and she made sure to start swimming closer to it. Why was a ghost ship here of all places? Why not somewhere else where mermaids didn’t live?

[supernatural-nonsense]