#pyrrhicha

[lespalimpsestes]

[lastfulcrum-a]

❤️ i'm apparently love thirsty today so sue me

mutuals positivity meme !!    ||    always accepting

amanda is a nerd, pass it on. tell a friend. total nerd.but real talk. i adore amanda. her grasp on barbossa is spot on, it’s like the spirit of hector barbossa lives inside of her chest and i ???? she is such a good. i mean, how am i supposed to believe that hector barbossa isn’t just pretending to be someone named amanda to write himself ??? i mean ??? perfection. not to mention, amanda is such a sweetheart and she’s followed me over here from my trashcan paladin and back and i just ??? follow her, you will never regret it. plus, you get amazing historical facts on your dash now and again and just . a +++ person who puts so much love into her muse.

[ravagerscavenger]

♤x3

x1. Yondu HATES Africa by Toto. Every time he hears it, he wants to break his dang index finger hitting the skip button on his sound system at work. But he lets it play, because it’s also his friends favorite song. (He wants to die inside every time he hears it, because it makes him think of Hector).

x2. They’ve had one too many nights where they have dared each other to shotgun their beers. Both of them are too stubborn to admit defeat, and drink too much to be able to call it quits anyways. Their alcohol tolerance game isn’t weak.

x3. There have been heated debates between them about what company makes the better cars, and they’re too damn stubborn to come to a middle ground about who’s is better, and which actually sucks. ( spoiler: Yondu is right )

xBonus: Yondu still is waiting for his Anti-Monkey Buttpower from Hector.

[motheriing]

continued thread || @pyrrhicha

The spur of the moment trip had been a response to stressors, but the liquor had been an extra benefit to it all. But what hadn’t been expected was how she had asked a stranger in a bar if he wanted a shot. One shot had led to another and another until the moment that everything had become a blur like never experienced before.

It was a strange voice that broke her from a drunken sleep. Lisa’s head pounded as she felt the light pouring in through the motel curtains. Turning towards the voice, she couldn’t help but sigh and lay her head back down on the pillow.

Sleepy eyes took her chosen lover in and a soft sigh escaped her as she remained in her place. Even with a tired sigh, a small smile pulled across her lips at the realization that she had overcame one hurdle that came with divorced like.

��You’re the first person that’s not Charlie that I’ve slept with in nearly two decades,” her words were soft, sleepy as she slowly moved to pull herself up, but almost immediately her hangover was ripped from her as she took notice of the cheap ring upon her left hand.

“What the hell is this,” she turned to him and reached for his hand, wanting to see if he held a matching ring, “Please tell me that we didn’t...”

[mcrmaidscales]

#; { there's a bullet in my pocket burning a hole : aesthetic #mcrmaidscales#// hector's calling bullshit on the benevolent parts #// lbr here#// as he looks pointedly in ariel's direction

“...rude.”

[silvertonguedopportunist]

❝ What the hell was that for? ❞

“You snuck up on me! Did you expect I wasn’t going to be a little jumpy? I missed anyway, you won’t even have a bruise. Why are you coming in all quiet anyway, don’t you like making an entrance?” 

@pyrrhicha

[beenpole]

♤♤ - did i send you one i don't remember but here

headcanons of our muses - accepting

She has a snack drawer in her house for him. She doesn’t call the cops when he climbs in her window. He introduced her to honey mustard sauce. She thinks he’s smarter than herself which is basically an olympic feat. He doesn’t annoy her like most people do -- instead of getting on her nerves he walks between her nerves. She likes arguing with him, it’s fun. She’s also trying her best to keep him at an arm's length, physically even though she doesn’t have to with him (in that verse, where she y'know, kills everything else by merely existing). Marcie knows basically nothing about him but their respective situations makes him special to her by proxy, and she doesn’t want to objectify him or rely on him or get attached to his company. She’s been ‘fine’ all by herself all these years and she doesn’t deal with change well, and he’s the face of change in her life. 

[murdermayhemandjack]

pyrrhicha replied to your photo: Oh, is it Munday already?

that hair color tho

!!! right! it’s called radiant orchid and it’s my absolute favorite colour. Very vivid. Very me.

[eggebread]

pyrrhicha replied to your post: pyrrhicha: eggebread  ...

bc i’ve seen you write will before we’ve done things and because you’ve screamed in discord like the rest of us i’m the boss here let me work.

[tothezeros-blog]

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A MORE SPECIFIC SALT MEME || ACCEPTING

❥ Has someone ever ruined an FC or character for you?

a fc not really, i tend to be skeptical about people who use musicians or youtubers as faceclaims because it just seems weird to me, but no i don’t think anyone’s ruined a faceclaim. as far as a character though, yeah. i have 0 interest in interacting with anyone from the overwatch fandom because of a falling out i had with two previous friends, but two specific characters especially (soldier 76 and tracer). i just don’t like to think about them so i prefer to stay away from the fandom as a whole, but those two characters are an especially sore spot.

[elizabethneeswannturner]

@pyrrhicha replied to your post: 🙃🙃🙃🙃

devour them

u give me strength. 10/10 would friend again.

[silvertonguedopportunist]

❛ There’s just one problem. All magic comes with a price. ❜

John’s smile is sharp as he toys with one of his wind-strings. “Of course it does, eventually. Time and energy for simpler work, all the way up to bloodletting or outright death for certain other magics. Everything has its price. What’s your point, Captain Barbossa?”

@pyrrhicha

[beenpole]

♧

HEADCANONS: SEX LIFE EDITION MASTERPOST

♧   Most exotic place they’ve done it at

uh well she is the kinda girl who is allergic to advanced public displays of affection and the idea of someone seeing her doing anything past holding hands and a chaste kiss on the lips gives her hives, so a bedroom with a clean bedspread is plenty sexy for her. 

[xenawarricrprincess]

{ @pyrrhicha​ || sc }

  Xena knew she’d been out at   sea for some time. She was   pulled aboard a ship with plenty   of swarthy men and she rose a   brow. Finally she smirked.           ❝Thanks for pulling me aboard. Looks               like you guys are about to have one               HELL of a party.❞

[myxcenterxstage]

{ @pyrrhicha | Prima Donna Aboard | closed starter }

Third dock. Second to last galleon on the left. As she bid her escort adieu, Priscilla boarded the great ship. How magnificent, she thought, gazing up in awe… that is until she saw its crew. The most bohemian looking group of sailors she’d ever set eyes on. With pursed lips and raised eyebrow, she was more miffed that none had even come to greet her yet than their appearance. How discourteously uncivilized! It wasn’t every day to have the treat of one of Europe’s great opera soprano onboard. (The poor dear, the thought had not yet even occurred to her that she was on the mistaken ship!)

Finally, at least two ignoramuses noticed her. Though in unconventional attire, they were British - fortunately! Before either of the pair could hardly speak a word, she handed her bags to the stout one and adjusted the fur capelet around her neck before linking her arm with the lankier one. “Good evening, gentlemen. If you could kindly take those to my quarters and direct me to your Captain - who is expecting me - so that I may personally thank him."

The two shared quizzical expressions. And she, growing impatient took out her fan and swatted it, urging them both to proceed. “Come, come, please. I don’t have all night!”

It didn’t seem they had much choice than to oblige. After a knock on the door to the Captain’s quarters, they entered - or really, she entered, with the two bumbling ones clamoring behind her, “Sorry, Sir. Captain!” the men called out, “There is a — ah, a um, Missus? Miss — here to see you?”

Rolling her eyes as she left the imbeciles, the diva in question confidently approached the Captain with a courteous smile and extended her expensively ringed, gloved hand - expecting the usual greeting any gentleman would give to so glamorous a woman as she.

"Captain Crusoe! Enchanté! I bring greetings from your comrade Captain Robinson, and I personally desire to thank you and your comrade’s extended generosity to have me aboard on such short notice."

[bossassbonny-blog]

❝ If your friends aren’t capable of protecting themselves, then I argue they aren’t worth protecting. ❞

☠ BLACK SAILS STARTERS - accepting

❝What the fuck do you know of a man’s worth?❞ Anne glared into the mans’ eyes with one of her own while her hat rested unceremoniously over the other. By her side, her fingers wrapped around the hand of a long dagger, white knuckles glowing in the moonlight. ❝Now, you can move out of the way and let me walk through that door to see what I must or I can cut you down to achieve the same result.❞ She paused. ❝S’up to you.❞