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[ldrmas]

"Oh don't cry my luv," Nanny Tracy hummed as she gently scooped up the wee lad into her bony arms quickly settling the two of them upon the nearby bed. She began to run her fingers thru locks of woven gold knowing it would calm her young master. "Don't take what he says to heart, my dear. He's hurting, just as you are, and sadly is chosing to take it out on you."

"S'not fair." The younging hiccupped back a sob as he nuzzled deeper against her shoulder.

"No my dove it's not." Tracy agreed before tucking the small boy under the covers and lightly pecking his forehead. "But things will get better, I promise. Now, how about story time, I got a new one for you tonight, that i think youll find quite enthralling,  what do you say?"

"Yes, please." Stede replied after perking up even just a tad at the idea of a brand new story.

"Well, I heard this one today, in fact while I was out at the bakery. It's the tale about this very town. The towns people call this very tale, The Shadow's Captain's Curse. Now once upon a long time ago this town used to be a thriving sea port and the home base of a very greedy covetous group of scoundrels known as pirates, more so a merciless crew that belong to a ship named 'The Revenge'! Their captain was the most gluttonous of them all. Any treasure he gained he was never shiny, nor worthy, not even pretty enough to satisfy him. He let the crew rule and scour the streets and the seas looking for whatever they could that would hopefully one day plz their captian but no matter how far they searched or what they brought, it never even made their captain so much as scowl."

"Did the people try to stop him?"

"Oh aye!" Nanny went on, though couldn't help but smile at the boys obvious infectious enjoyment of the tale. "You don't go after riches without getting a target painted on your back. And that target brought loads and loads of trouble to the people of the port and so they grew to hate the pirates even more so the captain that was a lighthouse for all their problems. And yet no one could do a thing for you see this captian. He was the finest sword fighter of his time. He knew how to handle a sword better than anyone he ever came across. No one could best him! So the towns folk, his enemies, even his own crew, they all stood by and let him continue to torment them. It was all they can do lest they wished to be impaled upon his blade of cold steel.

But then the day came, word of a ship. A ship of legend and mystery. A ship called the Shadow that might has well been a ghost. Captainless, crewless, but was bursting with wealths of unimaginable depths. A man had marooned upon the shores of the town claiming he had seen the ship only over the horizon. The captian was intrigued and instantly set sail."

"What happened next?" Stede pleaded as Tracy paused just to long, and just as it was getting good too.

"Well that's the trouble lad, with this being a tale. No one knows what happened. Lots of ideas were shared but no one knows for sure what happened exactly. But there is an ending though it is far from a joyous conclusion. The Revenge was gone for exactly three days, just when it felt as if it wouldn't return, on the fourth morning at the line where the sunrise met the sea something appeared. The people awake early enough to see couldn't understand for it looked like a wave was coming for them. A wave of titanlike size that only God could hope to stop. And at the peak, a ship as black as pure ash. The wave crashed over the tower and far on the outskirts dropped the unrecognizable ship only then for the very ocean that carried unknowingly dried and disappeared. But not just the wave the very ocean that had touched the shores of the town since its beginning. It dried up for countless miles making the once prosperous port town, a now land locked city of hopelessness. Then it that wasn't strange enough the ship rearranged itself changing from a sea traveling vessel to that of a mansion. And before the townsfolk could even hope to check to see if their was a living sole within its walls, trees! Trees by the hundreds shot up out of the still damp earth separating the mansion from the town. And yet just as the last tree sprotted it's new leaves of evergreen, there was just the faintest echo of the familiar cries of the Crew of the Revenge. The loudest, their now cursed Captain."

"But - but how do they know their cursed, did they ever get back to the mansion, see the crew for themselves?"

"No my dear, they tried for months but they could never get through the forest. It was if the very growth forbade them. That's why they say those woods be haunted and that the mansion would be best to be forgotten and left alone. It be just a tomb now, for the crew that was too greedy for their own good."

"But there's just gotta be a way," The young blond protested, " there's-"

"Now, none of that, dove, you're getting over excited. Lay back." The nanny made sure the lad was laying against his pillows and pulled the covers up to his chin. "I'm sure if someone can dream up a way to the mansion it'd be you, luv. But one must be asleep tp even dream in the first place, so promise me you'll go to sleep?"

"Yes, nanny."

"There's a luv, goodnight, Master Bonnet."

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Besties can't enable pvp on each other, right?

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[arsonwizard]

considering how murderbot only explains the absolute bare minimum outside of narration, it’s highly likely that Peri didn’t learn what ART stood for until Amena asked about it in network effect. it absolutely shouldn’t be surprised and yet

[theplasticman]

sometimes you find yourself seething over small slights so intensely. ive started praying my twitter mutual actually dies

[keeps-ache]

why's all the colorful stuff always in the kids' options oTL

[sotogalmo]

5:44

Rot For Clout by JamieP.... Luka ALNST.... It. I dunno

Title gives me that vibe, and a few lyrics (in tags). But who knows

[vanweezer]

very very personal, just insight into where im at w my family and things that bother me/have encouraged me to move out

"i know youre moving out so im just gonna say no ones kicking you out and if you feel like this is something you have to do then ok"

thanks! i know im not being kicked out! but yknow i kinda yet a weird vibe when your out of touch husband takes me to a cemetery to yell at me, tell me im just like my father/dont give my father "the time of day", and that im "mean to people who care about me" in front of his dead mother's grave in a poor attempt at guilting me out of speaking my mind. but no yeah thanks for stating the fucking obvious that im leaving on my own terms

[itsalwaysdark]

loveee when a character is crushed under the weight of someone elses expectations for them love when a character dedicates their entire life to something they never even wanted for themself love when the only reason a character keeps going is because theyre Supposed to and bc theyre supposed to make another person happy/proud. YES !!! CLAPPING !!! YES !!!!!!!!

[slashingdisneypasta]

F/O Imagine/Question

Thinking about Adult Online Shopping with your F/O(s). Like, not even searching for toys to use together- you were just casually looking for something new for yourself, your alone time, and your F/O(s) just happen to walk by and get curious. Did they know before you that you masturbate? If not, how do they feel about it? Are they shy about looking at this stuff with you? Do they try to initiate funky time because of this? Are they cool an casual?

Now imagine actually going to the adult store with them XD

[the-kipsabian]

ah yes

thats a kip sabian if i ever saw one :)

[chamerionwrites]

Among the more annoying people on social media are the ones who leave inane, insensitive, or just plain obnoxious comments on a post and then - upon being even mildly confronted about this - belligerently insist that if you're going to post on a public website where random strangers can see your post they can say whatever they want. #1, BIG She Was Asking For It energy. #2, I go out in public around random strangers every day and while technically speaking any one of them can put on a clown nose and spray me in the face with silly string, most of them have manners. And #3, they always seem to think that they've hurt my sensitive snowflake feelings when mostly I just want to study them in a lab. Yes dude, I, an adult who is familiar with the internet, do expect a certain amount of obnoxious commenters. What I'm unclear about is why you have decided to be an obnoxious commenter. "Why did you think this was appropriate" was a sincere question. I'd add your response to my ongoing scientific study, but alas the subjects mostly just get big mad and rant about how the interwebs are a wild west free for all before blocking me so I'm afraid the data isn't very compelling

[canthandlethishit]

i once had natto flavoured soymilk, it felt like a crime

there's something incestuous about seasoning tofu with soy sauce

[rosestthorns]

God walking rn sucks. Least it sucks less than being stuck inside all day. Been going absolutely stir-crazy since I got injured.

I'm not the type that enjoys sitting still and doing nothing. Gonna be in pain either way, so why should I wallow away the days playing video games and rotting on the couch.

[gonzodangerfeels]

"we sure hope we go to heaven"

Me: shut the fuck up

[drowningincaffiene]

i would rather sweat from my face than say that winter is my favourite season

[gibbearish]

hm ive been thinking about it and i dont feel like that post is actually falling in the division being sown because like. theres no part of me that feels like these beliefs and behaviors are inherent to transfems, and in both that post and the long baeddel one from before i focused entirely on the ops and their specific actions/motivations. and i feel like if there /is/ a way to discuss things like this without falling into the trap, that has to be it. there has to be a way to address the actual issues without it just being about fighting and i can't think of a better way but. idk i do still worry it does more harm than good