#andyetwefall

[anti-oneirocritic]

[plantkudzueverywhere]

Visited my grandparents recently and they asked if I've still been writing poetry which yes I very much have, unfortunately it's all about roadkill? so I told them they probably don't want to see it lol

[oscarjamesleigh]

I can analyze your handwriting too if you want

AAAAAAAAAAHHH!!

Trouble me not, spectre!

[neuralblending-your-posts]

I haven't seen dancing pumpkin guy ONCE this year, are you guys okay?

[capt-sparrow]

hinnonneeeo anhinillpeyhinkoryill

illhinsstee hinpey ryhinunis, amsspeynulnonumill

nulhininpeyhinssis illinhinkokoneeun

@alienalgae @messr-moony @andyetwefall @themothatethebutterfly @screechingnightchild @socks-can-wear-socks-too-ya-know

[themadmarauders]

Captain sparrow and the Zidiphan

It's been a few days since they've been back in space, captain sparrow had needed this. She had missed the wide-open space, the bright stars, the peace of knowing it's just you, your crew and the universe. This was freedom.

On deck, the crew was working away. It was first mate Finley's turn to steer the ship, giving the captain some much needed time off. Finley was in her element, ordering the crew around, long hair billowing around her thanks to the fan they had put up to give it the feel of being on the ocean.

Lady Kay was up in the sparrows' nest sketching away on the new tablet Finley had gotten her as a gift. She had been glued to it since she got it.

Talon was stood next to Unkruk, the Zauterian operator, trying to get Unkruk to teach them the Zauterian language. The captain chuckled at how annoyed the poor Zauterian was looking.

Lastly, there was Reed, the newest member. The universe was a big place, and it was impossible for one person to know all its languages, so the captain had employed a second translator.

Reed was rather quiet, stood off to the side by the railings, looking out at the star-filled sky. Which is fair, because as far as the captain knew this was their first time in open space.

They've only been on board for three days, so the captain decided its time to get to know them a bit better.

The captain walked over and leaned on the railing next to Reed.

"so, first impression of deep space?" the captain asks, smiling.

"it's dark," they answer in a deadpan tone.

the captain throws her head back and laughs," valid, it is pretty dark."

A slight smile had appeared on Reed's face, they seem to have relaxed a bit.

Then the captains' eyes widened, and a blinding smile appeared on her face. "look," she said, pointing behind Reed. Reed spun around looking for what could have possibly gotten that reaction from the pirate, and gasped.

There, in front of them was a group of gigantic whale-like creatures swimming through open space. They were coloured bright blue with multiple fins that propelled the enormous creature forward.

"wow," Reed breathed, mesmerized.

"I know," the captain said knowingly. She remembered her first time seeing the Zidiphan. It was years ago back when she had first started travelling the universe. She had been in awe, still was. They were majestic at least ten times the size of the ship.

"deep space is, uh, pretty cool," reeds mumbled, eyes still glued to the giant creatures. The captain could only laugh.

@alienalgae @messr-moony @andyetwefall @themothatethebutterfly

[anti-oneirocritic]

[plantkudzueverywhere]

Today's poetry prompt was to add a stanza to someone else's poem but the stanza they gave me sucked so today's poem is just boring and blegh

[homemade-potato]

@andyetwefall @spiderway95 @demolition-platonic-buddies @dangimdead

“Internet friendship is not real”

Reblog if you have made amazing friends on the internet

[capt-sparrow]

captain sparrow and the hover board.

Captain sparrow was following a lead, trying to chase down the spectral raiders, and that has brought him here to Pethyke. None of the mad marauders has ever been to the big green planet. So finally suggested they hire a translator since none of them spoke the native language.

That's how they met Talon, a human that knew the ins and outs of Pethyker. The rather forgetful human dressed in a baggy sweater with a pencil behind the ear was writing rather feverishly in a small notebook. Their side shaved hair continuously getting in their way.

The captain had to admit he was rather impressed that they haven't walked into a tree yet.

The hike to the city of Wildespell has taken longer than he anticipated. apparently the Pethykenians did not take too kindly to people who land near their towns.

Pethykenians were a rather tall mothlike species, with big colourful wings. Lady kay had suggested that maybe the old Mothman myths of earth were, in fact, about a Pethykenian who got stranded.

When the captain had brought this up to Talon, they had merely frowned at him and walked away. The captain was slightly offended at the reaction, well, more offended at the fact that Finley had laughed at him when it happened. But Sparrow had done the mature thing, he stuck out his tongue at her and ran before she could hit him.

Finally, after spending nearly three hours walking through these dense woods, they arrived. Before them was one of the most breathtaking sights, they have ever seen—a large city in the trees—big treehouses connected by wooden bridges hanging miles in the air. Bright globules of light illuminating the treetops as hundreds of busy Pethykenians made their way around.

"wow," lady Kay whispered in awe.

"yeah," first mate Finley breathed.

"well, shall we?" Talon asked smirking as he took off in the direction. All the rest could do was follow.

They approach a stall of some sort that was at the base of one of these giant trees. it appeared to be the only building on the ground. Talon walks towards the bored-looking Pethykenian sitting at the stall. They then started speaking in high pitched squeaks like that of a mouse. Finally, the Pethykenian nods and Talon hands over a bag of credits.

Talon looks over to the crew," well? Pick one." he then points at the neatly arranged hoverboards next to the stall.

Captain sparrows eyes widen, an excited smile on his lips as Finley groans defeatedly.

"hell yeah," Lady Kay exclaims as she rushes forward and quickly taking the dark grey one.

The captain takes the bright blue one, immediately hopping on. That was a big mistake. The hoverboard took off, and captain sparrow became very well acquainted with the dirt.

Loud laughter could be heard as the captain rolled over.

"ow," he groaned as he struggled upright.

"have you ever been on one of these?" Talon asks with barely concealed laughter.

"no," the captain glared," but I'll figure it out."

"need some help there, tough guy?" they question looking far too amused for sparrows liking.

"Nope, I've got this."

The Pethykenian behind the stall, who was watching with great interest, pulled out a bag of some sort of blue chips, leaned back and prepared to watch the show. First mate Finley was looking on in poorly disguised amusement.

Captain sparrow picked up the board and slowly got on. It swayed rather dangerously as he tried to find his balance. Finally, just as he thought he had it, it slipped out from underneath him. He once again found himself on the floor. Lady Kay was loudly snorting, as the captain glared. Talon had finally lost his composure and was laughing uproariously.

"oh now it's on," the captain growled as he stood up.

For the next hour, captain sparrow was continuously knocked to the floor, thrown against trees and on one memorable occasion thrown into a pond. He was wet, sore and very pissed off.

"god damn it!" he exclaimed as he got up again.

"need some help," Talon inquired smiling broadly.

the captain glared but soon sighed in defeat," ok, I give up."

Talon took his own board, got on top of it and double-tapped with his left heel against the board. A pole sprung up and a sail deployed. It looked like one of those kite sailing boards.

"Motherfucker," the captain angrily exclaimed.

@messr-moony @alienalgae @andyetwefall

[anti-oneirocritic]

[plantkudzueverywhere]

y’all I made an etsy shop for all the bones I found

https://www.etsy.com/shop/andyetwefall?ref=search_shop_redirect

[capt-sparrow]

Looking for a socially awkward translator to join your pirate crew? What languages do you need?

Know any alien languages as we are space pirates

Human language es are fine aswell

Fell free to talk to @andyetwefall and @themothatethebutterfly who are our current translators

[anti-oneirocritic]

[anti-oneirocritic]

It’s August and I’m sitting at the table in the kitchen, sipping Pepsi that tastes like every other soda. I keep reaching for my coffee but the mug is empty. I reach for my coffee but someone drank it already. No mourners, it says in big letters. I’ve been a mourner lately, a grief-filled complainer, and I’m not the same kid I was ten years ago but it still leaves the taste of Dramamine in my mouth. You never complain on the long drives. You never complain. Sorry Mom. I’ve become a complainer. You told me don’t ever become a rebellious teenager and I said I won’t. Sorry Mom, sorry for ghosting you for a week three years ago. Sorry for running away.

I’m sitting at the circle table in the kitchen in the city I ran away to, sixteen hours out. I’ve become a complainer, Mom, I walk for an hour and a half and I wake up the next day saying I’m in pain, I sit in the kitchen and say how soon can I take another painkiller? Sorry Mom, I know it’s nothing beside you.

The answer is 4-6 hours, by the way. How often do you have to take your Oxy? I take my pain meds even on days when I wake up and feel okay. The routine, you know. You know. The routine and the just-in-case.

I’m hurting, Mom. I’m hurting and it doesn’t stop. It’s nothing beside you but I am, and I’m sorry Mom, I’m sorry for complaining. I break my promises to you sometimes.

[anti-oneirocritic]