kinda obsessed with the juxtaposition of the painfully domestic and floral cot being placed just a foot away from a fucking 28-pounder cannon.
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kinda obsessed with the juxtaposition of the painfully domestic and floral cot being placed just a foot away from a fucking 28-pounder cannon.
The Letter of Marque
Inside an Elizabethan sailing ship.
The Merchant... He literally has skoliosis. Don’t laugh. Why isn’t this post PokeHunter? Check my Chesnaught post to find out why. Thanks my bb’s
I have this problem called I can’t stop thinking about post captain. anyway here’s “come below brother” for the 21st century:
these are all from the same chapter. WE GET IT
thing is, sometimes nothing happens in the aubreyad but you receive a fucking whomp-load of insane information. information like “mrs broad thinks Diana is hot and that Stephen is weird for not sleeping in the same house as his wife” and “Stephen dissects orphans when there’s been a harsh winter” sit comfortably in the same paragraph and I’m left reeling because the tone is so blasé