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Sweet Seals For You, Always
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NASA
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if i look back, i am lost

Love Begins
EXPECTATIONS

shark vs the universe

Andulka
The Bowery Presents
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❣ Chile in a Photography ❣

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Cookie Run:Kingdom Official!

Game Changer & Make Some Noise

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@theseourbodiesrp
More mobile friendly muse list
Updated rules; I do not interact with HP muses, canon or OC, because JKR Is a terrible person
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Hi hello
I miss rp so much and would like to uhhhhh do the thing so idk. Get at me ig
“I can’t believe you got dunked on by a bunch of toddlers.” /to whomever
Sharp green eyes rest on Kirk, resentful and possibly murderous.
"I did not get dunked on," Flint growls. "Those toddlers were uncouth and misbehaved. And... uncannily observant." He glares, jaw flexing as he tries not to say those kids were little assholes. They were children, for Christ's sake.
"I did notice you didn't stop them. I don't appreciate being called a ginger bitch by a two year old, and you could have intervened."
JOHN SILVER & JAMES FLINT ↳ @pscentral event 15: favourite ship
Toby Stephens as James Flint BLACK SAILS | 1.07
Do you ever find the most perfect angst if that tears your heart open and remakes you
because uuuuuugh I'm weep
did the twin flame bruise paint you blue is destroying me link:https://archiveofourown.org/works/37275238/chapters/93004639
This was commissioned by CatharasFox, cannibalsnplaid, DovelyOne and phoestiel (me!!!!!) drawn by @andrudibuja for our fic, A Raw Deal. Buy the artist a ko-fi maybe?
Summary: Flint slams his palms down on the table. His eyes bore into the lunatic sitting across from him.
“I don’t want anything from you. You have amassed nothing but a mirage that is evaporating as your madness grows. You owe your survival right now to the man on your left. The only competent human being on this beach before I arrived.”
Or; Edward gets himself into a situation that Izzy Hands will have to fuck his way out of...
Chapter One: On The Walrus is up.
Summary:
Well, here we go! Time to start posting the slutty prestige TV middle-aged bastard romcom I’ve been working towards most of my life 💕💕💕 🌃 ORDINARY THINGS 🏙️ An Our Flag Means Death + Black Sails Modern AU Izzy/Flint, Edward/Stede, and a bunch more Chapters 1/? - 13K [ READ HERE ] Genuinely if you have ever enjoyed my writing before, this feels like everything I’ve ever loved writing coming together, so give it a shot.
BLACK SAILS REWATCH ↪ 1.06 “VI”
Yes hello
Ya girl here
Me
Phoe
I'll be published in an anthology next year
An anthology published by Penguin Random House
Exclusively featuring Indigenous writers
What the entire fuck
NOBODY CAN TELL ME SHIT
BYE
just so you know i know this dynamic is toxic and i'm not romanticizing it :/ i'm actually sexualizing it
Chris Pine as Henry Pelham All the Old Knives (2022) dir. Janus Metz
Justified 3 x 6 - When the Guns Come Out screencaps @ midnight-road
I made soup and brought some to my roommate and they offered to sell their soul to me if I made more
So I guess it's good soup
@theseourbodiesrp, CLAIRE.
Oh. Okay. This man doesn’t know how to relax. Interesting.
She lifts a fist to her chin, as though she’s thinking about it. She knows how cute she is, but she’s enjoying the challenge this man presents. At least he’s not some middle aged paunchy suburban dad who wants to be told how funny and cool he is. This might be a good night.
“No, it’s not unusual,” she agrees. “It’s cool you came back. I’m glad you had fun last time.”
The waitress puts their drinks on front of them, and Claire smiles at her, giving the signal that this is on her tab. The girl nods and disappears.
“These are on me,” she tells Mr. Mysterious. “Perk of the job, I can buy drinks for people I like.”
She takes her drink, takes a sip. Fizzy and sweet. The burn of the alcohol comes only after the sweetness. On her own time, she likes her drinks stronger. But on the clock, this is perfect.
“Don’t know if you remember my name, but I’m Angel Sweets. And, sorry. I remember your face, but not your name, so refresh my memory.” She takes another sip, smiling. She should tell him to watch her dance and move on, but she settles into her seat. Keller won’t mind; he likes the dancers to cultivated customers. “Please.”
AT REMINDER OF HER NAME — or rather her alias in this place — he nearly cringes, sets his jaw, as he sinks his hands into the crooks of his elbows across his chest. It’s a result of the doubtless embarrassment he feels in being here rather than anything she has done or did. Atypical of himself, Spock doesn’t have a brilliant excuse for his presence; a plan. It never extended beyond simply coming back. Only that he acquired some need to return here, wanting to understand the point or more accurately, the other side of the stage. But even that — as innocuous as it counts in his head — is a highly questionable motive given the topic and place. Somewhere distant, into the future, he can already hear Nyota laughing at him, smiling with all of her teeth when she learns what he’s done — and she will certainly, she always does — perceptive in this way, entirely too cunning for his liking on occasion.
“ Spock. ” He forces his own lips into a quick curve, small and hardly worth being called a smile. It is a courtesy, polite, stopping there as he looks at the drinks in front of them and doesn’t touch the one that’s meant to be his. Glancing past it, he notices a sheen of glitter peppers the threads of the carpet underneath, the scent of something sweet in the air. “ You are certain I am not, ” Spock searches for the word, brows pinched, “ — encroaching on your time? There are other — guests, likely more lucrative company than myself. ”
He finds her stagename embarrassing. It's kind of cute, they he hides his face at the mention of her name. She laughs.
"Good to meet you, Spock," she says, sipping her drink again. She glances around, nodding at the hostess; she's gonna hang out with this guy for awhile. The hostess nods back and mass a note.
She frowns at his question, suddenly on guard.
"No, really. I can hang, if you want me to." She says, voice going serious. "But, like. If you don't want me to, just say the word, Spock. I can make myself scarce."
Don't make me, though, she thinks. "Honestly, the boas oets us do anything we want, as long as we dance when we're scheduled to. He's cool, the boss. His name is Matthew and he's oretty much the best."
hurt comfort prompts
“ you can stay here, if you'd like. “
“ please don't go. “
“ why don't we stay at your place tonight? “
“ can i get you anything? “
“ let's be pathetic together. “
“ are you crying? “
“ i'm glad that you're here. “
“ you're not doing this alone. “
“ i don't have anyone anymore. “ “ you have me. “
“ are you sure [about staying]? “
“ you didn't force me. i volunteered [to be here], remember? “
“ you are what’s important right now. “
“ it’s okay, you know. if you need to vent. “
“ are you sure? it's quite heavy [of a topic]. “ “ i've got all night. “
“ tonight is about you. you can make it up to me some other time. “
“ i've got nowhere else to be. “
“ you said you needed a distraction. “ “ so... where is it? “ “ you're looking right at it. “
“ why don't you come here for a second? “
“ wanna talk about it? “
“ i can't talk about it. not tonight. “
“ you need to distract me. do something, anything. “
“ i just don't want to be alone tonight. “
“ i'm tired of thinking. let's just... make out, or something “
“ i feel like shit. “ “ you look like it, too. “ “ hey! “
“ it’s okay to cry, you know. “
“ you’re a little hurt, that’s all. “
“ anything you want me to get you? “
“ nothing a good [drink] can't fix. “
“ let’s get you cleaned up. “
“ this is you thinking rationally? “
“ you're really all i've got. “
“ c'mere. let me give you a hug. “
“ and you're absolutely sure this is what you need? “
“ you don't need this right now. “
“ how long are you gonna sit there? “ “ all night, if that's what it takes. “
“ what's it gonna take to make you smile? “
“ if you're not ready to talk about it, let's not talk about it. “
“ wanna play some mario kart? it'll give us both a reason to cry when you beat me. “
“ how about we stay like this, holding each other? “
“ i don’t know what’s wrong with me. “
“ i can’t stop crying. “ “ i'll be strong for the both of us. “
“ i didn’t know where else to go. “
“ the door's always open, you know that. “
“ i thought you were leaving town. “ “ i can't leave now. “
“ there's that smile i know and love... “
“ stay with me. “
“ hey, what’s your favorite snack? “
“ i’m not leaving. “
“ just let it out. “
“ you're stronger than you think. “
“ how about i make a quick run to the store, get you some aspirin? “
“ grab a burger or something on your way home. “
“ you were always there when i needed you. let me repay the favor. “
“ i don't mean to bother you. “ “ you're not. “
“ hey, listen to me... “
“ you’re not a burden. “
“ aren’t you tired? “ “ this isn't about me. “
“ you’re going to be okay. “
“ hey, look at me… “
“ i don’t know what to do. “ “ we’ll figure it out. “
“ you’re not alone. “
“ hey, hey, hey, it's okay... it's okay. you're okay. “