#i know this post is out of the blue? but i can't keep quiet abt it

[iremiari]

something something.... in a similar vein of thought as to how crystal's mind eyes are supposed to represent her "being watched" (it was stated in an interview somewhere), what would the baby doll demon spider represent for edwin?

it took me a good while to figure out but i think it's Societal Pressure and Bullying. which is A Lot Lamer than it sounds but also,, think about it!! (a bit of a long read)

it makes laughing noises. Specifically children's laughter. It is made up of MULTIPLE doll heads and hands. It's like if an angry mob of children was a spider. And let's not forget about its nature -- If Edwin makes the slightest noise or the slightest utterance or makes a move, it chases him. It chases him relentlessly and is always there to eat him alive.

obviously the spider is terrifying in ways that also don't relate to bullying, but still kind of relate to the society around edwin. one of them being that it's made of dolls. they're fake. they're plastic. they're superficial. people tend to be so superficial to keep up appearances and ostracize anyone that doesn't.

it's also a spider. a doll spider. in a dollhouse. edwin is trapped in its web (the dollhouse). but also, he would be trapped in society's social obstacles and mazes for him if he were alive simply because he is Different from them. his true self is not one that society welcomes, accepts, nor tolerates. and they would hunt them down and hurt him any chance they get.

this also makes for some really poetic metaphors about him and his interactions in hell

i think one that's really sweet is when edwin says "I can't escape it... I can't." and charles replies "Yeah well, I'm here now." LIKE OH MY GODDDDDDD LIKE!! like think abt it. think of the implications and how it relates to the metaphor.

charles is there to FREE him from being quiet. he is free to run and to scream and to escape the web that he's in. that's so. they're everything to me.

as for simon,, i cant really say what it WOULD mean like metaphorically... except for the part where simon asks "Do you think it has to be torture? Being the way we are?" and edwin's like "No. It does not. I'm going to get out of here, you should come with me." like edwin KNOWS its not a sin and he's trying to escape the society that rejects them

other than that though, i cant really think what that interaction would mean...

maybe im just wrong about the metaphor, maybe it's Not societal pressure. maybe it's not anything at all! maybe the curtains were just blue, and a giant spider made of doll heads is just a giant spider made of doll heads. who knows?

either way it is 1am where i am right now so if anyone sees this post and has any ideas, feel free to rb/comment, id love to see your take :D

(though: in a similar vein,,, charles died due to hypothermia and internal bleeding. hypothermia or the cold is usually associated with loneliness in most fiction - the way warmth is associated with company - and internal bleeding represents,.. well you can probably guess. leads you to wonder the kind of life charles lived.)

[slutforsnow]

Lady With Lousy Luck

Part two of "A Pretty Girl Playin' With The Big Boy's" (<-link to pt 1)

CW/TW// guns, Billy is his own warning (so is Jesse, but this aint abt him LMAO), shooting, talk about abusive/manipulative ex and old friend, scars, forced marriage (?), shooting, grooming

Summary: Violet hangs with Billy and Jesse as they go shooting and get to know each other

A/N: Oh. My. Satan. GUYS ILY FOR GIVING PART ONE A CHANCE TY😭😭🫶🏼🫶🏼 also I might proofread that cause I posted it at 2am LMFAO if you guys have any writing tips/notice any misspellings lmk (also this is after the scene where he helps Kathleen working before he goes shooting with Jesse)

"Vi, why did you bet so much?" Jesse inquired as they walked to the make-shift shooting area after leaving Billy to let him join and check up on his ma. She shrugged, not really knowin' why herself.

"Don't know, just felt like it." As she spoke, she was rubbing her arm red and raw from how hard that gambler had grabbed her. She scowled as they walked, biting the inside inside of her cheek. The gambler had looked too similar to her ex. Shaking her head, she shuddered, trying to rid the image of her ex's face from her mind. 'Outta sight, outta mind my ass.'

"What's Billy like?" She questioned back, avoiding the topic of why she shuddered or bet so much.

"How d'you mean? I've told you he's a pretty damn good gunslinger for his age." Jesse looked at his younger sister with a raised brow.

Violet looked at Jesse with a look that could pierce through anything."Not like that, dumbass, I mean, is he a good person or somethin'." She swore that Jesse was messin' with her with how he shrugged. She was goin' to slap this man. She didn't care how much older he was.

"He's pretty quiet, hardworking," Jesse began, stoppin' for a moment to relax. "Loves his ma, Kathleen, and little brother, Joseph, to death. He hates his step-father, and between you and me, I can't blame him for that—but other than that, he keeps to himself."

Violet nodded, leaning against a tree and looking up at the blue sky. She watched the clouds go by as the pair waited for Billy to arrive, and she remembered how defeated Billy looked back at the saloon.

She bit the inside of her cheek, thinking about it. She decided to be nice decided to give Billy her winnings from poker to him. She figured it would be a nice 'thanks for savin' my ass' sort of gesture.

When Billy arrived, Violet watched them shoot the targets from a spot on the grassy plains behind them.

She was mesmerized by his focus and draw. How the muscles in his hand flexed when he drew his pistol and fired. She had to admit, it was hot and so was he–but not just physically. Billy was respectful, a gentleman, funny, loyal, and powerful. She knew he'd be a good friend in the long run, so she planned to at least become his friend.

As Jesse and Billy conversed about guns and how to modify them, Violet started to rub her bruise again. It was a reminder. A painful reminder of the man she hated. The one who almost ruined her life and ended her life of innocence.

She laid down in the grass, laying like a starfish, and sighed. 'When I find you, Henry Antrim, I'll kill you.'

After a few minutes, Jesse came over kicking Violet in the side, which earned him a kick to the knee.

"I'm awake, what," She groaned out, sitting up. Jesse rolled his eyes before dropping his sister's hat on her face.

"Goin' piss, entertain Billy," He said, before deeper into the trees to relieve himself as the bathrooms were too far of a walk from their place.

"Hi again, ma'am," Billy greeted, tippin' his hat down to Violet and sitting down in the grass next to her.

She laughed softly and playfully pushed him in his side as she sat up.

"No need to call me ma'am, Billy, I'm perfectly okay with being called Violet."

"But wouldn't you find that disrespectful?" He questioned, taking his hat off.

"Nah. I ain't really fond of being called miss or ma'am. Not after my ex," Violet stated, grabbing her lucky make-shift knife and stabbing the dirt as she looked at Billy. He looked nervous to be talking to a woman around his age. Alone.

"Oh... we'll... what exactly did he do? If you don't mind me asking?"

"Well, the short story is... he popped my cherry before I was ready. He and an old friend of a mine also sort of... controlled and manipulated me to think it was fine despite being 16 he was, I think, maybe mid-to-late 40s. Said it was love, but...it wasn't," She explained, gripping her blade hard before throwing it at a tree down by the targets, and it stuck into the trunk.

Billy was taken aback by the sudden drop of what happened and why she hated her ex so badly. Finding no words to say, Billy hesitantly put a hand on her back and rubbed her back in a comforting manner. Violet had originally shuddered at the touch and had gone to shove him off, but instead... she relaxed. She half-leaned into his touch, finding comfort and warmth from the cold and distant man. Billy didn't speak, but Violet didn't want him to. Most people asked how she could be so stupid or yell at her for being dumb. But Billy offered comfort, and she found solace in it.

As a few minutes passed, Violet suddenly sat up remembering something. "Oh shit, I almost forgot!" Billy looked down at her puzzled as she fished out her winnings from poker. When she finally grabbed the large wad of cash, she pressed it firmly into his rough and calloused hands.

"Here," She said, smiling up at him as the wind blew her curls out of her face.

Billy stared, puzzled. She was giving him her winnings and didn't understand why.

"Why are you giving me your winnings...?" He asked, slowly closing his hand around the wad of cash and coins.

"Cause you saved my ass- besides, I planned to buy you a drink, but my brother gave me a look that said we needed to get out of there now. Figured money would be a better alternative after hearin' about the mining accident," She answered, playfully hitting him in the shoulder as he stared at her in awe.

Billy didn't really understand the whole concept of love at first sight, but he did know one thing; this woman was his soulmate.

[3-stones-deity]

about

hi! my main blog is @doyouremem8erme (you may know me as marcylore or ghostadventurespirit0rb if you followed me back in the day) and i was into amphibia from after true colors until about a year after season 3 ended. however...i have now gotten back into this silly frog show and wanted to dig up old art from that time in the fandom.

i focus primarily on art but will reblog old fandom posts that i enjoy as well! fics, shitposts, gifs, etc.

most of my posts come from the depths of my main blog but i also will go through other blogs. lmk if you dont like me reblogging old posts directly from you and ill be sure to get them from the source instead! its just more efficient to queue directly from another blog. i also use the new tumblr search operators to find posts from specific fandom eras!

important note: this blog serves as an archive of art i enjoy and while ill avoid reblogging from artists who were found to be problematic, they may still appear on this blog on occasion to catalog that old art. reblogs from them do not mean i support the actions of the artist in question.

current queue schedule: hourly, 8am-midnight. i occasionally will post outside of that as well, usually for more presently circulating art.

my tags (and their sources if applicable):

#funny frog show - posts that are too sillay to get serious poetic tags but that i still like

#faves - personal fave posts. this blog is already curated so this tag is truly things i Think Abt A Lot

#your heart is an empty room with walls of the deepest blue - anne boonchuy (source: your heart is an empty room by death cab for cutie)

#burning cities and napalm skies，fifteen flares inside those ocean eyes - calamity anne (source: ocean eyes by billie eilish)

#and i was running far away，would i run off the world someday? - marcy wu (source: runaway by aurora)

#show me how to lay my sword down for long enough to let you through - sasha waybright (source: eight by sleeping at last)

#heaven knows，we're trouble prone，together until the end of time - sprig (source: trouble prone by oh geeez)

#sometimes the monsters turn out to be those who stood there by your side - andrias (source: nothing good from centaurworld)

#‘cause most of us are heaving through corrupted lungs - varies a bit, but intended for night!marcy and other marcy angst related to her possession (source: youth by daughter)

#lately my head's on fire and my voice is not my own - darcy/possessed marcy (source: awakening by oh geeez)

#when will we find a story that never ends - marcanne (source: @/calamity-unlocked's tags)

#our coming of age has come and gone - sashanne (source: peace by taylor swift)

#i can't make it go away by making you a villain - sashanne but angsty (source: happiness by taylor swift)

#i'm sending out smoke signals hoping i'll see yours too - sasharcy (source: smoke signals by cavetown)

#old partner in crime i’m going to try to fall in love with you again - sashannarcy (source: arms unfolding by dodie)

#we are the reckless，we are the wild youth - calamity trio/sashannarcy angst (source: youth by daughter)

#the story of the beast with those four dirty paws - anne & the plantars (source: dirty paws by of monsters and men)

#i promise you that soon the autumn comes to steal away each dream you keep - newt moms (source: rises the moon by liana flores)

#look for me on the sun-bright sparrow， i will come on the breath of the wind - yulivia (source: yankee bayonet by the decemberists)

#it's just a triptych in decay - barreleifdrias (source: death thrice drawn by the scary jokes)

#and you can aim for my heart，go for blood - true colors (source: my tears ricochet by taylor swift)

#quiet when i'm coming home，i'm on my own - season 3a (source: when the party's over by billie eilish)

#scattering sparks of thought energy，deliver me and carry me away - olivia & yunan (source: the mind electric by miracle musical)

#you're coming back and it's the end of the world - season 3b (source: i want you by mitski)

#dry your smoke-stung eyes so you can see the light，you're staring at the sky，watching stars collide - full calamity anne (source: shallows by daughter)

#your words they come to me in memories，they sing to me like songs - post-finale (source: ultimately by khai dreams)

[osanna]

pls read the tags ty.

[existential-dread-in-the-am]

Alright Mika you asked for this

@narcissisticvictorian

Context: this is a post-apocalyptic world with two main opposing sides, those who manage to get a place inside an underground city and those who managed to survive outside of it. There are also humans on Mars.

The underground people's naming fashions are intentionally questionable. The underground people are intentionally questionable. It's not their fault, they just don't know better. Yet.

Generation 1:

Serena (she/her)

-do not mess with this woman or you will soon learn why that was a bad idea

-tendency to be...how do I put this, political

-literally no friends, only haters and followers and a few people who tolerate her at lunch

-actually of sound mind and tries to change things for the better

-does not sleep

-you do not want to know what happens to her. I do not want to know what happens to her. My mind knows and I wish it didn't, it's not...it's not good to think about.

There's also her illusive enemy's figurehead but let's not go there yet.

Three generations pass: you do not. want. to. know. what happens. Most people survive fine and get to somewhat establish a life, but some...new rules and major life events are introduced. But basically no one is raised by their parents anymore

Gen 2: Gen 3's parents basically, I'll explain more when I get there

Generation 3: Rebellion

Atziam (they/them)

-rebel rebel, a two-faced liar, cosplays as a perfect science student

-think Vi from Arcane but with extreme caution born from constant fear, and a lab coat

-confident introvert, only their best friend and squish know they have a heart (and weaknesses)

-developed a new language with their mom in which Atziam means hope (atzi=fire, ziam=night)

-they/them, asexual

-extremely vengeful

-likes to read and daydream and think

Rani (she/it)

-average on purpose, keeps to the background, secretly runs the entire circus that is their friend group

-the only sane person in the whole gen 3 cast, the only voice of reason, liked and trusted by basically everybody

-likes to try weird food combos and loves growing abnormal plants

-ecology and agriculture student

-somehow simultaneously more and less emotional than everyone else

-when Rani snaps, run

Neriko/Neri (she/they)

-female (or feminine nonbinary idk how to explain) sherlock holmes with manners

-or not (sarcastic as fuck)

-enjoys victory immensely, think Kirari

-studies physics and history

-sweet tooth, likes sweet flowery tea and fancy things, and is a book nerd

-slightly political and slightly bossy but mostly just gives sarcastic input

-gets shit done but freaks out when asked to make decisions under pressure

-likes to do her hair up, mostly in a bun over her head when there's no time for anything else

-HATES Atziam and hates being challenged

Cora (she/they)

-give her all the love she's attention starved

-hopeless romantic and constantly worried abt appearance and performance and all that

-tries to please everyone and clings to Neri in the beginning, however as the story progressed Cora will go through some big character development just you wait

-chemistry student and really invested in science stuff but holds herself back

Caspian (he/they)

-kind of lost??

-doesn't really know who he is or what a personality is (but will figure this out eventually)

-just wants to exist

-constantly tired of Scarlet

-guard

Scarlet

-hates given name so she changed it, she was called scarlet witch (derogatory) for dyeing her hair red very young so she just...reclaimed it out of spite I guess

-very extremely stubborn and angry and I mean will fight anyone for any reason

-loud and rude but actually respects boundaries??

-might be aro???

-also guard like Caspian (they're like siblings and constantly fighting but also best friends)

Snow (she/they)

-quiet and extremely nice, very soft, you can't not like her

-also small and wears mostly blue and white

-yes that's a chosen name she's trans

-studies medicine and psychology

-secondary passion is music and visual arts

-reading comprehension problems

-really likes decorated knives and blades for some reason

-very aesthetic focused

-prefers to sit weird on table surfaces rather than in a chair

-has a habit of stealing random things and sneak into random places just to see if she can (she can)

-gets along well with Atzi and Rani

And many others

Also gen 3 from Mars:

Tega Scott

-shsishdidgsaisbsjdiahsjsi

-she.

-she doesn't hesitate to do what needs to be done, no nonsense, no wasted time, nothing.

-Tega is short for Ortega, named after the character from Altered Carbon BUT think more Quellcrist Falconer

-leader. I can't find any other way to describe her. She doesn't try to be but that's where she ends up. She's always doing things

-she was a bit asocial growing up and her only good friend used to he her study partner from earth (Atziam), they're the only one she's opened up to as a teen

-her worst trait is how uncompromising she is with her decisions, she doesn't let anyone get in her way and will burn herself out trying to reach a goal she's set and she can only do team play when she focuses very hard. That's why she once hesitated with everything and it will also be her downfall

-she's used to having enemies and having to go through them, but she has a few casual friends she trusts

-she's an only child and her parents are usually busy but they all love each other, but...well, they're all very stubborn. So they fight and when they do it can get pretty bad.

-she cut ties with Atziam because she was falling in love and she couldn't handle that since they're on different planets. (Tega's asexual)

Gen 4

Keizan / Varjon / "Key" (he/they)

-basically the reluctant prince of the former underground cities

-daddy AND mommy issues but doesn't show it

-hates his mother, biological dad some unknown person in high society, liked his adopted dad and half-sister though

-leaves for the outer cities, changes his name and disappears and almost dies several times

-does he have emotions? no one knows

-doesn't understand people at all, very confused all the time abt people

-no personal moral compass, asks his friend instead and has adopted her idea of right and wrong over time, and he trusts her more than he trusts himself.

-very polite at all times and very chill, never loses composure

-will get stabbed, say "ow" in a casual tone and sort of laugh before collapsing, and he'll just look at you confused if you charge at him with a knife

Vale (she/they)

(not me and not a character I kin, I just found the name while searching for a name for this character)

-military family, youngest, two older brothers

-tomboyish but only kind of

-colorful hair, huge t-shirts and weird sunglasses when she has the chance

-very professional and serious when necessary but more silly/goofy when not working, basically night and day

-strong sense of right and wrong and basically functions as Key's moral compass

-very compassionate

-doesn't get angry easily but when she does...well. sometimes she loses her head and Key logics her out of it. They're a good team

(Outside the underground people's cities now expanded above ground for resources) (descendants of the people who were closed outside of the bunkers in year 0)

Arunn (he/him)

-oh dear he has trauma

-always sits weird, barely talks, talks in a manner the others find "off", can somewhat read social cues but doesn't care, just...they don't understand him and would rather believe the worst than try to understand

-literally rejected by everyone until they discover he's actually incredibly intelligent and the only person in their community who understands how their enemy works when they're attacked

-before that he had one friend, a mentor of sorts who taught him how to hunt, and he contributes by hunting alone or with his mentor using traps and a bow and arrows, spending a lot of time alone out there, also sneaking closer to the newly re-inhabited cities and learning about them (this knowledge is what eventually buys him a place in his own community)

-sometimes frees the animals he's caught for food

-likes berries and fruit

-actually doesn't mind people and cares about everyone's well-being but he just gets tired trying to communicate and doesn't want to be yelled at

-likes to climb things and is really good at it, has crow friends he's taught to find potential food

-basically aroace

Aojasin (it/he/they)

-vampire coded but not a vampire

-extremely pretty

-rich bitch with heavy material girl energy and a minor god complex, think if Light Yagami didn't care abt justice and liked fancy and flowy clothes instead

-not exactly evil but definitely not good. Very selfish, only interested in personal gain and not shy about it, and he struggles to see other people as people

-it's not exactly all his fault though, he's practically worshipped where he's from bc he likely has a mutation that protects him from the affects of radiation, meaning he's protected by everyone and gets all the attention from suitors, he's basically groomed to be the next ruler of the region (this world suffers from radiation pollution and it's causing a lot of health problems for everyone especially outside the underground bunker thing)

-very kind to his parents and younger sister who he actually sees as people like him, so there's hope

[mycomortis]

2. Do you have a personal favourite among your OCs?

10. Introduce an OC with a complicated design?

13. Do you have any troublemaker OCs?

24. If you could meet one OC of yours, who would it be and why?

30. Which one of your OCs would most likely have a secret stuffed animal collection?

31. Pick one OC of yours and explain what their tumblr blog would be like (what they reblog, layout, anything really)

50. Give me the good ol’ OC talk here. Talk about anything you want

2. Do you have a personal favourite among your OCs?

Ahh- kinda?? I'm very much a fan of my oc Ramona FKGJSKYJ I think she's rlly pretty nd I luv her a lot. Also Kelsey too maybe. I just think they're neat!

10. Introduce an OC with a complicated design

I guess that would be Evan who I haven't drawn in. A while. I haven't updated him in forever KGJAKG but he's a cyborg nd he's got a whole bunch of little robot-y junk on him! I would do a little doodle but. It's rlly cold and I can't move my hands all that well!!

13. Do you have any troublemaker OCs?

Define troublemaker bcs the answer is. Yes all of them. Kelsey and Killian the most probably. They're the most like troublemaker-y out of all my ocs KFNROD

24. If you could meet one OC of yours, who would it be and why?

I don't. Know tbh. I guess Ramona bcs I think she's neat! Also I think we'd get along. Maybe Sarah 2

30. Which OC of yours would most likely have a secret stuffed animal collection?

Killian. Just because everyone else in like my little oc group would just b like. V open abt having a stuffed animal collection. He's rlly the only one that would wanna keep his secret yk?

31. Pick one OC of yours and explain what their tumblr blog would be like (what they reblog, layout, anything really)

Ok imma do Sarah bcs I haven't rlly talked abt her yet!!! It would b very like. Bright nd colorful I think. Mostly like sunset-y colors. She wouldn't make a whole lot of her own posts but she would rb a whole bunch of like aesthetic stuff. Like pictures of the sky and like angel hello kitty plushies nd whatnot

50. Give me the good ol' OC talk here. Talk about anything you want

Uhhh fuckfuckfuck what do I. Say here.

COLORS YES YES COLORS YES!! Ok so I think colors in character design is nice and good so I made my guys have v distinct colors. Killian is red bcs he's v outwardly emotional and kindof rude, Evan is blue bcs he's like. I don't wanna say she's (this was a typo at first but like. Fuck it. He/She evan time) not like emotional but she's definitely more quiet abt how he feels nd whatnot unlike Killian. ND then there's Ramona who I'm like. Starting off as greenish-blue ig?? She's mostly blue but she wears like. A green jacket a lot in the beginning of the story or whatever. And then there's Sarah who I'm starting off as pure yellow but gonna make more like. Orange-y as she gets closer 2 Killian bcs they're girlfriends. I also make Killian more orange-y but I forgot 2 mention that. Nd then Kelsey is purple. I don't think I have 2 explain that.

Nd like!! Their final designs r gonna b a lot more colorful bcs there's gonna b little snipits of the other guys' colors in their designs to like. Signify how close they've become yk? Evans og design kinda already has that w the red in 1 of her eyes 4 Killian nd Ramona has her green jacket 4 Sarah but those 2 r the only 1s who r like that

[izzy-b-hands]

What if reincarnation but the queer pirates become involved because Karl comes back but not as expected (even by Buttons who Knows Much and shares none of that info with anyone else lol)?

Honestly the best way I can sum this up. It's...weird af, but it wouldn't leave my brain, and I have more little blurbs in my head too yet on this AU thing, so there might be more (unless posting this one cleanses the Odd out of my brain lol)

Also important for the last bit of the fic, this includes my hc that Izzy and Spanish Jackie have been writing gossipy venting letters to each other ever since they first met lmaoo. Jackie kvetching abt husbands; Izzy abt anything weird, wild, or stupid going on while they sail about.

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"Buttons, come on in. Everyone else is camping out in the jam room," Izzy sighed. "Bonnet and Ed would like you to come in."

"Can't yet. Waiting."

"I appreciate the ominous weirdness going on here, but they told me I had to come back with you in tow," Izzy said. "They aren't trying to be a bother, just don't want you tossed off ship during this mess."

The wind howled, and Buttons turned to him. "There's no other time for this, than a night like this. It'll be this night, or not at all."

"Buttons, come on," Izzy walked to him, careful on the slippery and heaving deck. "You don't want to stay out in this. I know Olivia was supposed to show up, but even the gulls know to st-"

"Here we are! Witness unto ye a miracle, Mr. Hands!"

Izzy watched as a huge wave rose up, far too high. "You're going to get us both killed."

He ducked and clung to the nearest rope as it fell over the ship, and hoped Buttons was holding on too.

"There we are," Buttons said gently, walking towards the center of the main deck as water sloshed off of it. There, he picked something up. "Ooh, I didn't expect this! I thought you'd come back as another gull, or maybe a pup, Karl!"

Buttons worked off his blue jacket and wrapped the thing up. "You're in good hands though. Me, and the rest of the crew. Olivia couldn't make it with the weather, but we'll see her tomorrow, aye?"

He rushed over to Izzy. "Shall we go and shelter for the rest of this?"

Izzy nodded, and peered into the jacket cradled in Buttons' arms.

A baby. A fucking human baby. Spat out by the sea, and apparently a reincarnated seagull, if Buttons was to be believed.

"What the fuck," he murmured softly.

"Your first time?" Buttons grinned. "Congrats! Here, you hold him, and I'm going to go tell the captains. See if we can't make some sort of cradle out of that driftwood Captain Stede's been collecting..."

Izzy took the baby, and followed Buttons below. He could hear the captains and crew still chatting away in the jam room, and decided to wait until after Buttons had announced things to walk in with Karl.

"So," he cleared his throat as they waited in the hall. "Excited to be a human, or was being a gull better?"

Karl stared up at him with big blue eyes, unfocused and taking in everything at once, like any other newborn might.

"Bad question I suppose, you don't really have a way to know yet, do you?" Izzy continued. "I...I don't know what to say here, sorry."

Karl shivered and whined, the rain water cooling and drying on his skin.

"Alright, hang on," Izzy said. "We don't keep baby blankets on hand, so just..."

He peered into the nearest barrel as if it would somehow toss up a blanket, instead of being full of oranges.

"Oh hell."

He gently got to the floor, and set Karl down. "I hope you appreciate this. Been a weird fucking night and this is only making it weirder."

He tossed his wet leather vest aside, and stripped off his shirt. After wringing it out a few times off to the side of him, it was damp but slightly warm at least.

Karl quieted as Izzy wrapped the shirt around him as a second blanket, and snuggled happily as Izzy picked him back up.

"See, Izzy's already looking after him!"

He turned to find Buttons and the captains standing in the hall, watching him.

"What? He was shivering and I didn't have anything else," Izzy grumbled.

Ed grinned. "Aww, Iz."

"Shut it."

"Does he still look like a gull?"

"Edward, it's a baby for fuck's sake; he looks like a baby!"

Ed shrugged. "Some babies look odd at first, and he's part gull or something like it I presume, so forgive me for wondering."

Izzy walked over and showed them. "See? A perfectly normal looking baby...that was birthed from the sea and contains a seagull's..."

He looked to Buttons. "Soul? Essence?"

Buttons nodded. "More or less."

"And you knew this would be happening?" Stede asked.

"One of seven possibilities, but with the storm tonight, I knew it would be this one," Buttons replied. "Along with the other signs."

Ed nodded. "Okay. Gotta say, seen a lot in my time, but this one is new. Kinda cool!"

"I... I'm going to worry about the possibility or impossibility of this tomorrow," Stede said. "In the afternoon, I think. It'll be morning too soon to have parsed all this. That said, the crew is curious too..."

Izzy walked past them into the jam room, to a flood of awwws and cooing.

"I wish I could say I'd been a bird before," the Swede said as he made a spot for Izzy to sit by them.

"Don't we all," Buttons agreed as he and the captains followed in. "Izzy, you alright holding him yet? Arms not tired out?"

Izzy shook his head. "I'm good. Confused, but... I'm good for now."

"Explains why you kept asking John and I to sew baby clothes," Frenchie sighed and tossed Buttons a handful of tiny clothes. "And why you insisted they be hidden in here."

"If he grows little wings, there is enough room in those designs to make holes for them," Wee John said. "And there's a nice velvet blanket there too, with cotton on the inside lining. Fancy like the captain's robes, but still cool enough for a baby to use year-round."

Izzy heard the rest of the chatter, but he focused more on Karl. The sea had turned a dead gull into a baby, and now it was their baby.

Spanish Jackie would never fucking believe this one.