#tags work challenge.

[faithchel]

— CHARACTERS + PIRATE SHIPS.

tagged by @fourlittleseedlings​, @strafethesesinners​ & @shegetsburned​ to take this uquiz and assign the crew their spot on a pirate ship, thank you beloveds!!

sending tags to the usual suspects @unholymilf​​, @henbased​​, @adelaidedrubman​​, @belorage​, @roofgeese​, @corvosattano, @jackiesarch, @chuckhansen, @queennymeria​, @risingsh0t​, @loriane-elmuerto​, @leviiackrman​, @shellibisshe​, @sidneypurcell​, @derelictheretic​, @minaharkers​, @jendoe​, @phillipsgraves​, @aartyom​, @gwynbleidd​, @nightbloodraelle​, @morvaris​, @ishwaris​, @denerims​, @shallow-gravy​, @indorilnerevarine​, @confidentandgood​, @teamhawkeye​, @playstationmademe​, @purplehairsecretlair​, @poetikat​, @strangefable​, @arklay​, @blissfulalchemist​, @cybilbennettgf​, @risingsh0t​, @nokstella​ & anyone can @ me xx

THE SIREN.

there’s a comb in one hand, a mirror in the other. you sit on the rocks and admire your reflection, slowly combing your kelp-green hair. the sea hurt you. no — the sailors hurt you. once, you were one of them. once, you had two legs and breathed air. but every ship you sailed on sank, or met bad weather, or did not survive an attack. your shipmates called you cursed, but you held your head high. until that night. amidst a stormy sea, your shipmates took you from your bunk, bound you hand and foot as you thrashed and screamed, and tossed your helpless body into the waves. you cursed as the seawater filled your mouth, filled your lungs, and you fought to take another breath and the world faded to black. but you did not die. you would not die, not until you had gained your revenge. so your bound legs fused into a tail, and your hands broke free of the rope, and you took in your first breath of water beneath the surf.

rejected by the land, the sea claimed you as its own. that ship is gone now. you sat o the rocks, combing your hair, and in doing so spelled its doom. but seeing it smashed and broken in the surf was not enough. not nearly. so here you sit, looking out to the distance for rotten ships and rotten sailors. and if they come close, you smile, and you wave, and you sing to them. all the while knowing you will sig them to their water grave. and you will smile the whole time.

THE BOATSWAIN.

a captain leads their crew. the first mate advises. but you're the one who actually makes things happen on this ship. when the captain gives an order to sail to some place, it's you who gives the crew their duties, to hoist or change or unfurl the sails, to man the guns, to swab the deck, to do whatever needs to be done. and you're right there alongside them, heaving and hauling and fighting just the same. the sailors put their trust in you, and you won't let them down. when they have a problem, you're the first port of call. the captain listens to you, even if you can tell she's not always paying attention. you spend your days before the mast, and your nights in a hammock slung up in the cargo hold. it's often a thankless job - the captain berates you if the crew are unruly, and the crew hate whenever you have to dole out discipline. but if you left, this ship would fall to pieces in an instant. and you love her. you love the sea. you love the job, despite it all. so you work, and you work, and you work, and you don't stop. not until the job is done. and it's never going to be done.

THE CAPTAIN.

this is your ship. oh, but you worked for it. you joined your first pirate crew when you were little older than a child, learning the language of rope and rigging and the roll and sway of the sea. from there, you worked your way up, signing onto ship after ship, tailing sailors twice your age just to learn from example how a ship is run. and learn you did. by the time you turned twenty, there wasn't a shipboard task you couldn't perform. then, one day, you had signed onto a ship under a notoriously bad captain - quick with the lash and slow with the shares. with the rest of the crew, you plotted and planned, and when the time came, you forced the captain and his officers onto an abandoned rock in the ocean, and took command yourself. drunk on victory and rum, you promised your crew that you would be a fair captain, a shrewd captain, and make them all rich. every day your head buzzes with plans and schemes, prizes more ambitious than the last. yes, every pirate's luck runs dry eventually, but they haven't caught you yet, and you're proud of that fact. so you'll raid, and you'll fight, and you'll keep shipping out. these are your seas. and you'll hold them until your body rots in the deep.

[12neonlit-stage]

you're allowed to discuss and work together, reblog for a higher sample size or something

You have 1 week, good luck!

[ciearcab]

gouache falin

[notherpuppet]

@/coma_0423’s cursed cat alastor will bring you happiness ♥️

Lulu scolds the cat

[rasoyas]

what a pleasant view. 🏡 original households + my 3 rotational ocs!

[atlanticsea]

all is fair in love and war: or, where relationships and sportsmanship intersect.

citations: challengers (2024), wikipedia (various articles), friend at court 2022 handbook of rules and regulations, gq interview.

(insp)

[feelo-fick]

it can't be too hard right?

it's easy not to think about things, he tells me i don't think all the time! wait...

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a scene from a fic that i have no clue if ill finish, let alone post, but look i made fanart of my own thing that doesnt even exist :D

[sun-e-chips]

We love an oblivious y/n

y/n: ( Aww, they really prioritize their guests and making their experience more personal <3

WP Sun: ( Isn’t it amazing!!! Do you love it? :D Don’t you wanna stay here forever :DDD

[westernnxghts]

Art's relationship with food is so important to me. Obviously, we know tennis and Tashi keep him on a strict diet with all the electrolytes and the green juices and shit, just another way he's restricted in his adult life. But when he's with Patrick he eats all kinds of unhealthy fatty foods freely (honorable mention to how Patrick uses food for flirting). And I don't think it's not only a representative of his relationship with each of them, it's also a reflection of Patrick's and Tashi's personalities and how Art just absorbs them, does that make any sense??? The churro scene, Patrick saying Art's dreaming about eating hamburgers again, the barely touched Applebee's dessert. I think it's all so telling of their dynamics. But I don't know, I might just be obsessed with food.

And don't get me started with the oral fixation...

[transformativeworks]

AO3 Prompt Challenge All the prompts in one place!

We are reaching the end of the 15th anniversary celebration!

Here are the 15 different prompts, and the link to the Anniversary Collection. The collection will remain open until 1 Dec 2024! So you have a few more days to finish your fics!

Learning a Language together

Angel/Demonverse

Time Travel

Dreams

Parents

Working at the Same Office

Realizing They’re in Love

Pillow Talk

Roommates

Amnesia

Vacation

Masquerade

Enemies to Lovers

Witches/Warlocks

Spirits/Ghosts

Have fun!!

<3 Mod Remi

[destiel-wings]

[candycatstuffs]

screencap redraw + color palette fuckery bc the hyperfixation is reaching critical levels in my neural pathways

[catboygirljoker]

ive been convinced to post this silly shitpost comic that i drew to make myself feel better while on muscle relaxers

[heartz4shauna]

dating art!! part 2 here

side note: literally have never written for a guy in this light so. don’t eat me ty x

❀ cannot keep his hands of off you!!!

❀ yall could literally be doing anything, grocery shopping, at a bar, at a restaurant, WHEREVER and one of his hands is glued to you at all times

❀ loves talking about you to patrick, who doesn’t find you interesting all that much but nods along anyway

❀ tries to act manly in front of people to impress them but absolutely melts under your touch

❀ speaking of, he lovessss when you play with his hair!!! it’s literally his weakness

❀ “hey, art? can you go do something for me really quickly?” he looks over at you and sighs, “seriously?” and you’d pet his hair and he’d fold “yeah, okay, fine.”

❀ loves spoiling you no doubt. coming home from work/college one day and there’s a necklace on your bed with a note ‘just dropped by, left this here ;)’

❀ loves to cook for you even though he’s terrible. waking up in the morning and somethings burning, so you run downstairs and he’s just like “i wanted to surprise you with breakfast..”

❀ will try to get his way no matter what though. “c’mon, baby pleaseee?” he’d whine, his sad blue eyes only need to glance at you and you give in

❀ absolutely adores when you come to his matches!!! you think it’s just common courtesy as his girlfriend, but he thinks it’s so sweet of you. you give him a little wave as he walks onto the court and his cheeks get all red

❀ “you did so good” you’d tell him and he’d try to act all cool about it “yeah, thanks, i know” but in reality he’ll think about your compliment for the rest of the month

sorry this was so short, i can’t think of anything else to write lol

[princescar]

five stars, most loyal customer

wonderful maid/butler designs by @naphthine, their art is chefs kiss

[tei-to-tei]

December 1 - Warm Drink