#pirate-jenny

[bloodraven55]

peak romance is when you go to save your girlfriend from an arranged marriage she doesn’t want but then it turns out she already escaped by hiding a gun in her wedding dress and the two of you have such a dramatic gay reunion that the kiss lasts through the entire ad break

[themountaingoatstruisms]

MAY YOU ALL EMERGE FREE AND CLEAR AND MAY YOU DO SOME GOOD WHERE YOU GO

[adventuresofalgy]

The day was gradually slipping away, and little by little the light of the sun was metamorphosing from a radiant gold into shimmering silver; soon it would fade into a soft, transparent violet-grey, and then slowly disappear altogether, vanishing beneath the velvet mantle of another night.

Algy was not perturbed by the closing of the day any more than he was ruffled by the purple prose describing it 😉, for there were always future adventures to plan and look forward to, but he knew that the setting of the sun meant that he should soon seek the comfort and security of his own wee nest, where he would be safely concealed from the wild creatures of the night which roamed that land after dark and leaped out silently, with their terrifying claws extended, upon soft fluffy birds who had been foolish enough to stay out too late.

However, he was reluctant to leave the headland while the diamonds still danced upon the sea, so instead of flying straight home Algy fluttered over slowly to a slightly lower spot, where he could watch the transformation of the light upon the sea before retiring to wait for another day.

He was surprised to observe that there seemed to be a pirate ship moored in the bay – or was he still in the thrall of his excursion into history, and dreaming of the ship which had carried Bonnie Prince Charlie away? In either case it seemed to pose no threat to a fluffy bird, so he leaned back upon the rock and watched the day "lean o'er the world's sharp edge":

I saw the day lean o'er the world's sharp edge And peer into night's chasm, dark and damp; High in his hand he held a blazing lamp, Then dropped it and plunged headlong down the ledge. With lurid splendor that swift paled to gray, I saw the dim skies suddenly flush bright. 'Twas but the expiring glory of the light Flung from the hand of the adventurous day.

[Algy is quoting the poem Sunset by the late 19th/early20th century American poet Ella Wheeler Wilcox.]

[lezarus]

and several other colors like those

[jennyandvastraflint]

Sobbing screaming throwing up about this stunning artwork I commissioned from @rosenkranz-does-things. LIKE. Roz, you deliver every single time!!!

LOOK AT THEM. GOSH. Jenny in that coat and bodice!? She looks more beautiful than I could have ever imagined. HER HAIR!??? The boots!!! And Vastra's happy face, she's just completely overjoyed. As am I, seeing that beautiful art! The embroidery on her skirt is so cuuute 🥺Also hELLO THE SHIRT!? THE ALGAE AND BUBBLES, AND HER ARMS!? Her beautiful shifter necklace!? Gosh, and her position looks so playful and graceful all the same! It's just. I love everything about this. Also, the orange background contrasts SO nicely with the other background for the first art piece I commissioned for Turn Loose the Mermaids!

LIKE LOOK AT THIS!!!! 🥰

[lamentable-comedy]

Hostis Humani Generis

Pirates!! My contribution to @carryonthroughtheages!

[roomwithavoid]

I LUV ROBOTS!!!!

[nordarknessdimsthesky]

Great Pirates | Blackbonnet [Our Flag Means Death]

May you all emerge free and clear And may you do some good where you go High in the hands of the crosswinds Or in the arms of the undertow

Song: Great Pirates – The Mountain Goats

(Also posted to YouTube here)

[aletterinthenameofsanity]

Charles, Edwin, and Monty (Pirate AU: Chapter 3)

Charles still likes Monty, in some fashion. It isn’t the love that Monty has for Charles, he understands- love is for Edwin, not the boy Charles brought with him to this ship- but it is clear affection. Fondness. The sort of feeling that causes a smile to lift to Charles’ lips when he sees Monty, like it does now when Charles sits down on the bench next to Monty, plastering himself to Monty’s side by slinging an arm around his torso and leaning his head against Monty’s shoulder, just like he does playfully with Edwin sometimes during mealtimes, usually earning himself a fond roll of the eyes and a small smile from their Captain. “Aw,” Charles says, “You guys are having a meeting of the Survived-Esther-Finch club without me?”

And god, Monty will do anything to keep that smile on Charles’ face. To never again force him to do anything like what he had to do during that storm.

“More like permanently-scarred-by-Esther-Finch club,” Jenny says, nodding to Charles’ neck, where some of the scabs from the collar are fading into scars that will match the one on Monty’s cheek. “God, most fucked up club I've ever been a part of,” she adds as Monty offers up his bottle of ale to Charles.

-aletterinthenameofsanity, picture a man turning back to shore (I can only think of you)

In the clearing stands a boxer

And a fighter by his trade

And he carries the reminders

Of every glove that laid him down

And cut him 'til he cried out in his anger and his shame

I am leaving, I am leaving

But the fighter still remains

-Mumford & Sons, The Boxer

@deadboy-edwin @icecreambrownies @anonymousbooknerd-universe @ashildrs

@fandoms-princess @orpheusetude @jaysbraindump

@pappelsiin @itsbitmxdinhere @rexrevri @sweet-like-h0ney-lavender @saffirez

@the-ipre @sunnylemonss @days-light @agentearthling @helltechnicality

@sethlost @catboy-cabin @secretlyafiveheadeddragon @vyther15

@anything-thats-rock-and-roll @queen-of-hobgobblers @every-moment-a-different-sound

@nix-nihili @mellxncollie @tumblerislovetumblerislife @lemurafraidofthunder

@likemmmcookies @wr0temyway0ut @thelakeswillbreakourfall

@sapphic-corgi @occasionaloneshots @troublegoblin

[urfavouriteinsomniac]

Great Pirates ~ Jenny from Thebes has fundamentally rewritten my brain chemistry and I’m not even kidding. The saxophone and guitar in dialogue? Subtitled “The future they both deserve”? ‘Carry what I need to carry / bury what I need to bury / dancing, whistling, singing / past the cemetary’? Great pirates, testing the waves? What a way to end an album. I am inconsolably and unbearably hopeful.

[zstraps]

jenny from thebes tracks + ofmd

[cl34n1ngcr3w]

HAPPY JENNY DAY

[multiversemittens]

D family on the Star Wars: Galactic Starcruiser headcanons

(Oh yes, I'm going there)

D: Doesn't realise what a LARP is and tries to stab Lt. Croy in the eye with a dinner fork.

Marckus: Aggresivly wants to play the First Order storypath but the app doesn't work. Pays $200 for a droid which gets lost in the mail.

Kitten: Spends a long time creating a character and putting together a cosplay outfit but drops it within an hour. Beats the machine in lightsabre training.

Door: Spends the entire time critiquing the construction of the hotel and the lack of fire exits. Cuts down the pole which blocks their view during the dinner show.

Boy (now Man): Somehow sneaks in a real gun.

Kevin: Curses the Disney Corporation.

[jennyandvastraflint]

CHEWING ON MY ARM commissioned my dear friend @rosenkranz-does-things again and they ARGH so DELIVERED! Look at all this skill!

Scene from my Pirate/Mermaid AU "Turn Loose the Mermaids"

Jenny ran a hand down her pale cheek, cupped Vastra’s face tenderly. “I like different,” she whispered before she bent down, connected her lips with Vastra’s. Vastra gasped in surprise, tried to pull back for a split second before she melted into the kiss, wrapped her arms around Jenny’s. The lips against hers stayed soft, the skin Jenny felt changed. Scales. She smiled against Vastra’s lips, smiled as strong, scaled arms wrapped around her body, held her tight. Through the dark water, Vastra propelled them upwards, steadily towards the light of the pale moon, as pale as Vastra’s human face had been, the face she was allowed to shed forever now. With an oddly light sound, the metal around Vastra’s wrists broke, and Jenny thought she could hear a whimper of joy. Jenny breathed each breath Vastra gave her, clung to her source of life, her saviour, so tightly. Almost there, almost there, Jenny thought she heard Vastra’s voice, so intimately familiar now. Her heart sang, she held onto the scaled woman, and with one last stroke of Vastra’s tail, they broke through the surface of the water.

[thefuzzhead]

Unicorn Tolerance, Goths(2019), The Mountain Goats/ Chappell Hill Cemetery, (2015), Joan Breckwoldt/ Great Pirates, Jenny From Thebes(2023), The Mountain Goats

[ohporcupine]

one day i will (and must) write up a masterpost on why jenny of jenny from thebes fame is an aromantic icon but for now you will just have to take my word for it