#gothealed

[spheirrow-a]

↳  plotted starter :     @tiderider  &  @gothealed​

        𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐄𝐒 𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐄 𝐀𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐈𝐒𝐋𝐄, casting the sky in a sinister orange glow. A Bog Boy leaps at her—crazed and wielding a knife--and Jacqueline dodges effortlessly, driving her sword into his heart with little remorse. Blood splatters across the scorched earth. It wets her cheeks. Smoke fills her lungs, but still she fights with a feral sort of desperation as more Bog Boys surround her. She’s outnumbered and quickly overpowered, pinned to the ground while a boot drives itself into her ribs again and again. Something cracks and she screams, squeezing her eyes shut against the onslaught of pain. Look at me, someone says. The voice sounds familiar. Accented. Her eyes shoot open just in time to see the Bog Boy hovering over her—his face morphing before her eyes from unfamiliar stranger to too-familiar Harry Hook. His smile is predatory, mouth full of blood, sword raised. Jacqueline panics, reaches for her sword but someone else kicks it away with a mean sort of cackle. It sounds too much like Nina. The sword descends upon her with intent to kill, slicing through the air with precision—

        ❛  NO!  ❜

        Jacqueline wakes with such force it makes her nauseous. Her stomach roils in protest as she lurches forward in her cot, forehead dotted with beads of sweat. The panic hasn’t yet gone away as she takes stock of herself and her surroundings. It’s The Lost Revenge. She’s been in this same room far too many times to be deemed responsible—Noelani is noticeably absent. As for Jacqueline herself, she does a quick onceover. Limbs are accounted for and while it feels like her chest might constrict until she can’t breathe again—she notes that the only other noticeable injury is an ugly series of bruises smattered up her left side, matching the bruise which had formed near her temple. Not even a broken rib.

        It take a minute for the rest to come back to her, but slowly she recalls what happened. Jacqueline recalls the riots, remembers spotting Harry and Nina together in the chaos and feeling like she’d throw up at the sight alone—sick with remorse—and then she remembers being attacked by a band of Bog Boys not unlike in her nightmare. More vaguely she recalls being carried at some point, but that has become fuzzy and disoriented. It doesn’t matter, really. She’s back on the ship now and alive if a little worse for wear. It hits her then.

        She’s back on The Lost Revenge.

        ❛  Fuck.  ❜ Jacqueline scrambles out of the cot, ignoring the strain of her muscles. She needs to get out of here and back to the Pearl. Preferably before Harry sees her. Or Gonzo. Poor Gonzo—she’d promised she’d come back soon, but—God—she’s not ready yet. Not after seeing Nina and Harry like that, in a world of their own.

       She’s just reaching for the door when it suddenly opens and she has to stumble back a few steps to keep from faceplanting with the door, expecting it to be Noelani. But it isn’t. Jacqueline takes in who stands in the doorway and feels her stomach drop right to the floor, heavy as a cinderblock.

                                          ❛  -----------------------Double fuck.  ❜

[tideridera]

—     @gothealed​​     /     post - riots  starter .

          the violence spread quickly. fires feeding into the rage and the pain and the fear. the unaligned fled, resentments and grudges that had ceased in preparation for the barrier to fall exploded into all out war until the streets ran rampant with those out for blood. uma had rallied the pirates to protect the docks, the wharf market, and the surrounding areas from the worst of the violence. pushing back invading riots at every turn while harry had been sent out to spread the word and call back any pirates he saw within the chaos.

it was there, with his world painted red, with his rage finally given a chance to reign, that he saw nina. he almost didn’t recognize her. drowning in his own need to give an outlet to the pain in his chest, but he did. harry cut the distance between them apart in just a handful of strides, his hook catching the arm of a would-be-attacker, harry slammed his forehead into the assailants face hard enough to shatter the bones of his nose and his cheek and kicked the scum to the ground.

          he sheathed his hook into his belt then, bending down to grab a hold of nina’s arm and pulled her to her feet.    “    what  the  hell  are  you  doing  out  here ?    ”

[zzozoa]

FIVE  WORD  PROMPTS ↳↳  accepting ( @gothealed​ )

“    rise  and  fucking  shine,  motherfucker.    ”

         gonzo groaned when nina slapped him repeatedly on the cheek to wake him. he blinked through the dim light to stare at her with furrowed brows and a clenched jaw, both hands laying over his chest as he swayed in his hammock. even in the dim light, she didn’t look good. pale and shaky, and he knew that it had to be a bad night for her withdrawals. gonzo yawned loudly as he scrubbed a hand across his face and rubbed his eyes.

    “    you  got  your  gloves ?    ”    gonzo asked, words slightly slurred together with the remnants of his interrupted sleep. he nodded when she rose her hands, already dressed within her wraps and gloves and he rolled clumsily from his hammock. he dug into his pack and retrieved his own gloves before gesturing sloppily towards the main deck.    “    alright,  let’s  go.    ”

[janefaery]

Incorrect   quotes   4/∞   ( ft. @gothealed )

[pariendae-a]

@gothealed​ sent  ❛   eventually there will come a time when i bury you and you stay buried.   ❜ / gothel 

      there’s a sigh forced from between her lips and a steely gaze levelled at her daughter. “ now darling, there’s no need to be so dramatic. i know you’re a teenager and you’re expressing yourself but you don’t really think that, do you? ” she reaches out, to cup nina’s cheek, thumb rubbing over the skin slowly and with a hum. “ i am your mother, and as your mother, i know what’s best for you. ” she pinches her cheek between her thumb and her forefinger. “ have you put on weight? ”

[madnifcnta]

bark bark. she sniffs the tiny snail. ew, it smells gross.

‘ this fucking mutt better get away from me, I swear. ’ life was stressful and full of dangers when you were a snail. mads really hoped this weird dog would leave them alone. mads would like to perish now.

[hiildegards]

🍓 🥺👉🏻👈🏻

🥺 is the exact opposite of what i think of when i think of nina akjsdsahs but srsly !!! i love love love her !! like wowie let me kick my own ass for taking so fricken long to follow you because... oof. i also have to like say thank u bc i had a previous bad experience with someone using natalia but you’ve kicked that feeling to the curb. now i only see nina. i am......... Guilty of stalking ur threads because your writing is just effortlessly beautiful ??? and you just.. you care about nina so much !!! i’ve seen it. it all ties together and i just get lost in this little bubble and im gonna Keep stalking, thanks :(((   /   @gothealed bc we don’t trust tumblr’s tagging system.

[levered-a]

@gothealed​     :     runs     up     and     bites     her     ankles

                    ❝    𝐘𝐨𝐮    𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞    𝐩𝐢𝐞𝐜𝐞    𝐨𝐟     --    ❞    She    has    half    the    mind    to    punt    Nina    across    the    room    (    𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙳    :    but    even    evil    knows    their    limits    ).    She    should’ve    known    better    than    to    give    her    any    animal    with    teeth.    She    hops    on    one    foot    ,    fresh    wound    burning    her    ankle.    With    a    glare    she    crouches    down    to    the    dog’s    eye    level    to    grab    her    by    the    scruff.    ❝    Think    you’re    TOUGH    ,   rat     dog    ?    ❞    Picking    the    dog    up    ,    very    wary    of    where    her    mouth    was    now    ,    she    finds    her    a    NEW    HOME.    A    cardboard    box    double    the    size    of    the    dog.    She    drops    Nina    in    the    box    ,    hands    on    her    hips    as    she    finds    herself    still    arguing    with    an    animal    that    can’t    argue    back.    ❝    Good    luck    biting    from    here    ,    𝘽𝙄𝙏𝘾𝙃.    ❞