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agender-pidgeon · 1 year
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A few adjustments
That's Captain Karn to you.
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So Bloodmoon-centric au yes?
Hear me out: pirate + siren/mer au (kinda based off the og concept of death’s keepers au cuz it was originally a pirate au-)
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(Gonna color this one tomorrow and put in some of the details I forgot to add like their damaged eye- I added too many details to this design hhnnnhggg)
+ lil comic I doodled for story stuff✨
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Imma let yall figure out what’s happening cuz it’s funner that way hehe >;) and im also in class so I can’t take too much time on this-
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claret-ash · 2 months
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Anduin and Wrathion - Pirate AU! 👑🏴‍☠️🐉
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Wdym this is the same man
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meatloafzzz · 1 year
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(◞⁎˃ᆺ˂)◞*✰
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as-i-watch · 8 months
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It has finally come the day where im killing everyone in the room and them myself then
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moss-and-monsters · 10 months
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Do I have a coping mechanism?
Nope :]
how can I cope with all these mechanisms?
Anyways howdy lads!! I’m back with some more mechanisms. ITS IVY ALEXANDRIA. This isn’t my favorite but I was trying out clip studio paint for the first time. I did have a great time with it tho.
I have recently been in a study art mode so not much art is gonna be posted in the coming weeks.
I love ivy so much especially in the bifrost incident. She is great and she loves her mad scientist girlfriend and violin boyfriend.
(Mechs count 4/10)
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Pros: I can now sing (badly) every word of a total of twenty two Gilbert and Sullivan songs.
Cons: no one cares.
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ltwilliammowett · 1 year
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captmickey · 4 months
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I... I want to write more American Arcadia fics... the two live in my head and aaaaaaaa
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heavens-bookshop · 2 years
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They don't quite make it to China in the end.
The Pacific Ocean, it turns out, is both quite large and quite a trek from the Caribbean. The Revenge tries to make it all the way down to Cape Horn, but Ed grows impatient by the time they reach Brazil, so they settle for somewhere outside Sao Luis.
The crew doesn't stay. Most are still hungry for a life at sea, or ready to move on to other ventures. Ed hands over control of his flotilla to Izzy, and Stede happily bestows the Revenge to Oluwande. It's not the last they see of any of them, of course. The Revenge comes through port every so often to stock up on supplies, bringing Madeira wine and spiced rum, a rotating cast of fresh faces and always new stories to share. Wee John makes a point of bringing Stede a crate of oranges the first time they visit, a long running joke that turns into the crew's traditional reunion gift.
It's a simple life they carve out for themselves here. They build a small house by the beach - Ed finds he can't stray too far from the water, and even heading into the nearby town feels claustrophobic after a while. He takes odd jobs where he can, chopping wood or putting up fences, sometimes even ferrying people along the coast in a small dinghy, while Stede helps local dignitaries translate documents into English. After a lifetime of violent death constantly at his heels, Ed finds the gentle pace is exactly what his soul needs.
Years pass and the pace becomes gentler still. Time catches up with his joints, seizes up his knee further. The salt and pepper of his hair becomes a little saltier. He notices it in Stede too, the lines in his face deeper, his hands not quite able to hold a pen like they once did. It's both a blessing and a curse, Ed realises - he simply never imagined he would live this long.
They get thirteen years together.
With the decades of smoking and drinking and festering gunshot wounds, Ed really thought he'd be the first to go. And then one afternoon, while they're on their way back from the market with fresh clams for dinner, Stede collapses to the ground clutching at his stomach. Ed gets him home and keeps a bedside vigil in some twisted backwards version of their first meeting all those years ago. He sits there, holding Stede's hand for a week, until Stede's grip falls slack for the final time.
Ed buries him on the cliff that overlooks their beach. He writes a letter to Mary in shaky handwriting, at the same desk where Stede taught him to read. The grief is a tidal wave, pounding into his lungs, burning with every breath, until the water pulls back and leaves nothing but a yawning cavern in his chest. Ed doesn't know how he can ever fill it.
He tries to lose himself in physical labour, in the mindless lift-drop-chop of cutting wood, but his body can't keep up with it anymore. His home makes him sick. Stede's ghost is everywhere - it's there in the empty space in their bed, the extra chair at the table, in the faces of all their friends and acquaintances in town.
When the Revenge next comes through port, Ed breaks the news to the few remaining original crew members. Roach and Oluwande take some oranges to his grave before they set sail - and Ed goes with them.
He doesn't stay on the ship for long. There are ghosts here too - the notch on the mast from a duel, the bookshelves no one's had the heart to get rid of, the lingering smell of marmalade in the crew's mess. The Revenge heads north, all the way up to Charlestown where Lucius has been working as a clerk at an inn, and it's here that Ed alights.
He gets his own room at the inn, in return for taking on a job as Lucius' assistant. It's work his old joints can manage, organizing ledgers and double checking numbers, but the smell of parchment and ink makes him miss Stede terribly.
He travels when he can, hopping onto merchant ships that take him up the coastline to Dover, Baltimore, New York, even as far as Boston, and god there are so many people. The cities sprawl in every direction, and with each passing year Ed finds them ever harder to navigate until finally his knee gives out completely.
Six years after leaving Sao Luis, Ed feels his body winding down. Days start blurring into one another, as do his memories. Sometimes he realises that he can't even place the faces of the people around him, and he panics. He finds himself increasingly in bed, unsure of the time or where he's supposed to be, but there's always a bowl of soup or a jug of water on the bedside table. Someone's looking after him, he can remember that much. He remembers that he's loved.
Ed starts awake one evening (or is it the early morning?) to a sharp pain in his chest. There's a light above him, and a voice. He had thought it was Lucius holding a lantern, except now he's not so sure. It's become harder to breathe, harder to see, and he is so very very tired.
The rest of the world fades, but the light remains, and Ed can see now that of course it's not a lantern - it's a lighthouse. The voice becomes clearer and then there's Stede, golden hair and dashing smile, holding out his hand.
"One more adventure, love?" he says, and Ed grabs his arm with both hands.
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silvadour · 6 months
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chaosfairy18 · 1 month
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Bumlets thoughts! The boy was spinning today and my friend told me I should share my thoughts so here we go :) So, Bumlets, one of the background newsies of the 92 movies that was cast for his dancing talent (did you know Dominic Lucero was a background dancer for Michael Jackson, Paul Abdual and Madonna?) and doesn't get to say much, but he for sure has fabulous hair.
He is also named after an actual resident in the Duane Street Lodging house around the time of the strike (there is an entire article I once found on Tumblr and when I find it again I'll try to reblog it) and there it is mentioned he kind of speaks for the other newsies there and is called "The King of the Bums" which is very cool to me I do remember that article being a bit before 1899 so I had some thoughts... What if before Jack came along and became leader not just inside the lodging house but outside to the other boroughs, Bumlets was the one to speak for the matters of the newsies in the lodge, specifically for Kloppman. In turn Kloppman trusts him with locking up the lodge sometimes (I saw that in the fic: "Inside the Lodging House: Hard Truths and Annoying sounds" today and loved it) and if there is a problem with one of the boys he asks if he could talk to him first (as most don't react well to adults as it is). At some point Francis Sullivan, newly named Jack Kelly comes along and is more outwardly a leader, kind of more agressively a leader where Bumlets was usually quiet, polite and not particularly ambitious, he just wanted to help if he could and if someone else wants to be the actual leader he is fine with that too.
Another thing is he has leather suspenders (which you can see in Seize the Day reprise as he is right in the front) which for me means he is putting thought into his appearance and also into buying durable things (here we have a saying roughly translating to "better buy something good than buy twice", so saying you should rather buy expensive long-living things sometimes) even if he's not wearing the fanciest clothes apart from it they still seem well maintained and that just is something you notice. The buyers probably do that too.
Can't forget his boyfriends either (that here is just who I think he would be cute with) which would be Skittery and Swifty <3 He and Skittery stickfight in Carrying the Banner (which looks so fun), then they stand next to each other at the Rally and for Swifty in the scene where Snyder is looking for Jack in the lodge they are always beside each other and there are probably more scenes but those are just the ones coming to mind and me and my friend have been going feral over them. But I think that's better for another post eventually, just wanted to add it!
Another fun fact: Dominic Lucero was in fact the same age as Max Casella and therefore also 25 in 1992. Live with that knowledge folks.
Thanks for reading this!
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Not hating on the players but I cannot get behind Fjord as the Marquis of Nicodranas wishcasting floating around. This man has taken an oath to forever roam the seas! He is addicted to getting on boats and getting his shit rocked on boats, and sinking the boat but it’s okay because there’s always a new boat out there for him, the Wildmother’s special little boy. Politics would not allow him to pursue his passions (pushing big red arcane buttons and casting Underwater Breathing on his whole crew every twenty-four hours). He needs a larger enclosure, preferably with haunted shipwrecks and fucked up creatures to upset.
He is admittedly a very charming man who could and would depose the current Marquis of Nicodranas, I’m just not sure he’d keep the post for himself. Here’s a short list of other people he’d install into power and then backseat Marquis whenever he’s in town.
1. Vandran. Worried about your old Captain in his retirement? Make him a local political figure and stack his court with loyalists. He definitely won’t get bored and you don’t have to worry about tariff laws.
2. Marion Lavorre. Nicodranas loves her anyways, she’s one of the most diplomatic people out there, and it would be very funny if The Gentleman escaped the law by becoming the local authority’s boy toy.
3. Marius LePual. You know who can be peer-pressured into absolutely anything and loves fancy shirts? Marius isn’t going to get swayed by some chump from the Cerberus Assembly. He saw Fjord get stabbed by a fish man at midnight he knows what side his bread is buttered on.
4. Kingsley. There’s no rule that the Marquis of Nicodranas can’t also be the Plank King. This sets off three years of furious cold war and ultimately mends the rift with the Revelry.
5. Veth Brenatto. She receives: a big fancy house, power, unlimited hors d’oeuvres, something to do when camps aren’t running. He receives: insider political intelligence, another way to make fun of Veth, the best guest room guaranteed and sealed with a blood pact.
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zombie-bait · 7 months
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stumbling onto ofmd by accident a year ago as a queer person who was already obsessed with pirates was earth shattering btw. I was prepared to watch a silly pirate comedy with my family cuz I saw some cute fanart on twitter (there were like 5 eps out at the time) and had to pretend I wasn’t going insane as the gay flags started popping up one by one.
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meatloafzzz · 1 year
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Bonus:
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Can’t have one without the other!!
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