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    anyways: cereusblue:
unnameablethings:


dragonsateyourtoast:

redporkpadthai:

dragonsateyourtoast:

otherwindow:

otherwindow:
This is how the golden age of piracy ended.
The first mermaid to get tattoos :)


β€œwe didn’t know any better,” the crewman says, and swallows, presenting the chest to the captain. β€œwhat do we do now?”
β€œkill it,” the captain says, but the ice is melting in his eyes.
β€œwe can’t,” the first mate says desperately, praying she won’t have to fight her captain on this. β€œwe can’t. we - i won’t. we won’t.”
β€œi know.”
x
β€œdaddy,” she says, floating in a tub of seawater in the hold, β€œdaddy, la-la, la-la-la.”
her voice rings like bells. her accent is strange; her mouth isn’t made for human words. it mesmerises even the hardiest amongst them and she wasn’t even trying. the crew has taken to diving for shellfish near the shorelines for her; she loves them, splitting the shells apart with strength seen in no human toddler, slurping down the slimy molluscs inside and laughing, all plump brown cheeks and needle-sharp teeth. she sometimes splashes them for fun with her smooth, rubbery brown tail. even when they get soaked they laugh. they love her.
β€œdaddy,” she calls again, and he can hear the worry in her voice. the storm rocking the ship is harsh and uncaring, and if they go down, she would be the only survivor.
β€œdon’t worry,” he says, and goes over, sitting next to the tub. the first mate, leaning against the wall, pretends not to notice as he quietly begins to sing.
x
β€œfather,” she says, one day, as she leans on the edge of the dock and the captain sits next to her, β€œwhy am I here?”
β€œyour mother abandoned you,” he says, as he always has. β€œwe found you adrift, and couldn’t bear to leave you there.”
she picks at the salt-soaked boards, uncertain. her hair is pulled back in a fluffy black puff, the white linen holding it slipping almost over one of her dark eyes. one of her first tattoos, a many-limbed kraken, curls over her right shoulder and down her arm, delicate tendrils wrapped around her calloused fingertips. β€œalright,” she says.
x
β€œwhy am I really here?” she asks the first mate, watching the sun set over the water in streaks of liquid metal that pooled in the troughs of the waves and glittered on the seafoam.
β€œwe didn’t know any better,” the first mate says, staring into the water. β€œwe didn’t know- we didn’t know anything. we didn’t understand why she fought so viciously to guard her treasure. we could not know she protected something a thousand times more precious than the purest gold.”
she wants to be furious, but she can’t. she already knew the answer, from reading the guilt in her father’s eyes and the empty space in her own history. and she can’t hate her family.
β€œit’s alright,” she says. β€œi do have a family, anyways. i don’t think i would have liked my other life near as much.”
x
her kraken grows, spreading its tendrils over her torso and arms. she grows too, too large to come on board the ship without being hauled up in a boat from the water. she sings when the storms come and swims before the ship to guide it to safety. she fights off more than one beast of the seas, and gathers a set of scars across her back that she bears with pride. β€œi don’t mind,” she says, when the captain fusses over her, β€œnow i match all of you.”
the first time their ship is threatened, really threatened, is by another fleet. a friend turned enemy of the first mate. β€œwe shouldn’t fight him,” she says, peering through the spyglass.
β€œwhy not?” the mermaid asks.
β€œhe’ll win,” the first mate says.
the mermaid tips her head sideways. Her eyes, dark as the deep waters, gleam in the noon light. β€œare you sure?” she asks.
x
the enemy fleet surrenders after the flagship is sunk in the night, the anchor ripped off the ship and the planks torn off the hull. the surviving crew, wild-eyed and delirious, whimper and say a sea serpent came from the water and attacked them, say it was longer than the boat and crushed it in its coils. the first mate hears this and has to hide her laughter. the captain apologizes to his daughter for doubting her.
β€œdon’t worry,” she says, with a bright laugh, β€œit was fun.”
x
the second time, they are pushed by a storm into a royal fleet. they can’t possibly fight them, and they don’t have the time to escape.
β€œlet me up,” the mermaid urges, surfacing starboard and shouting to the crew. β€œbring me up, quickly, quickly.”
they lower the boat and she piles her sinous form into it, and uses her claws to help the crew pull her up. once on the deck she flops out of the boat and makes her way over to the bow. the crew tries to help but she’s so heavy they can barely lift parts of her.
she crawls up out in front of the rail and wraps her long webbed tail around the prow. the figurehead has served them well so far but they need more right now. she wraps herself around the figurehead and raises her body up into the wind takes a breath of the stinging salt air and sings.
the storm carries her voice on its front to the royal navy. they are enchanted, so stunned by her song that they drop the rigging ropes and let the tillers drift. the pirates sail through the center of the fleet, trailing the storm behind them, and by the time the fleet has managed to regain its senses they are buried in wind and rain and the pirates are gone.
x
she declines guns. instead she carries a harpoon and its launcher, and uses them to board enemy ships, hauling her massive form out of the water to coil on the deck and dispatch enemies with ruthless efficiency. her family is feared across all the sea.
x
β€œyou know we are dying,” the captain says, looking down at her.
she floats next to the ship, so massive she could hold it in her arms. her eyes are wise.
β€œi know,” she says, β€œi can feel it coming.”
the first mate stands next to the captain. she never had a lover or a child, and neither did he, but to the mermaid they are her parents. she will always love her daughter. the tattoos are graven in dark swirls across the mermaid’s deep brown skin and the flesh of her tail, even spiraling onto the spiked webbing on her spine and face. her hair is still tied back, this time with a sail that could not be patched one last time. 
β€œwe love you,” the first mate says simply, looking down. her own tightly coiled black hair falls in to her face; she shakes the locs out of the way and smiles through her tears. the captain pretends he isnt crying either.
β€œi love you too,” the mermaid says, and reached up to pull the ship down just a bit, just to hold them one last time.
β€œguard the ship,” the captain says. β€œyou always have but you know they’re lost without you.”
β€œwithout you,” the mermaid corrects, with a shrug that makes waves. β€œwhat will we do?”
β€œi don’t know,” the captain says. β€œbut you’ll help them, won’t you?”
β€œof course i will,” she scoffs, rolling her eyes. β€œi will always protect my family.”
x
the captain and the first mate are gone. the ship has a new captain, young and fearless - of the things she can afford to disregard. she fears and loves the ocean, as all captains do. she does not fear the royal fleet. and she does not fear the mermaid.
β€œyou know, i heard stories about you when i was a little girl,” she says, trailing her fingers in the water next to the dock.
the mermaid stares at her with one eye the size of a dinner table. β€œis that so?” she hums, smirking with teeth sharper than the swords of the entire navy.
β€œthey said you could sink an entire fleet and that you had skin tougher than dragon scales,” the new captain says, grinning right back at the monster who could eat her without a moment’s hesitation. β€œi always thought they were telling tall tales.”
β€œand now?”
β€œthey were right,” the new captain says. β€œhow did they ever befriend you?”
the mermaid smiles, fully this time, her dark eyes gleaming under the white linen sail. β€œthey didn’t know any better.”

She protects her family.

Hi everybody! Guess what’s being posted on AO3 now at the following link!
https://archiveofourown.org/works/22498384/chapters/53760817
That’s right! Here you go. I’ll be uploading it in some chunks, because I want to make sure I have everything I wanted edited cleanly finished, but follow the story there!




HEY GUYS GUESS WHATS BACK ON THE DASHBOARD AND BETTER THAN EVER

    

        
        
        
        
        
        
        
        
    

    

        

            
            

                
                anyways: cereusblue:
unnameablethings:


dragonsateyourtoast:

redporkpadthai:

dragonsateyourtoast:

otherwindow:

otherwindow:
This is how the golden age of piracy ended.
The first mermaid to get tattoos :)


β€œwe didn’t know any better,” the crewman says, and swallows, presenting the chest to the captain. β€œwhat do we do now?”
β€œkill it,” the captain says, but the ice is melting in his eyes.
β€œwe can’t,” the first mate says desperately, praying she won’t have to fight her captain on this. β€œwe can’t. we - i won’t. we won’t.”
β€œi know.”
x
β€œdaddy,” she says, floating in a tub of seawater in the hold, β€œdaddy, la-la, la-la-la.”
her voice rings like bells. her accent is strange; her mouth isn’t made for human words. it mesmerises even the hardiest amongst them and she wasn’t even trying. the crew has taken to diving for shellfish near the shorelines for her; she loves them, splitting the shells apart with strength seen in no human toddler, slurping down the slimy molluscs inside and laughing, all plump brown cheeks and needle-sharp teeth. she sometimes splashes them for fun with her smooth, rubbery brown tail. even when they get soaked they laugh. they love her.
β€œdaddy,” she calls again, and he can hear the worry in her voice. the storm rocking the ship is harsh and uncaring, and if they go down, she would be the only survivor.
β€œdon’t worry,” he says, and goes over, sitting next to the tub. the first mate, leaning against the wall, pretends not to notice as he quietly begins to sing.
x
β€œfather,” she says, one day, as she leans on the edge of the dock and the captain sits next to her, β€œwhy am I here?”
β€œyour mother abandoned you,” he says, as he always has. β€œwe found you adrift, and couldn’t bear to leave you there.”
she picks at the salt-soaked boards, uncertain. her hair is pulled back in a fluffy black puff, the white linen holding it slipping almost over one of her dark eyes. one of her first tattoos, a many-limbed kraken, curls over her right shoulder and down her arm, delicate tendrils wrapped around her calloused fingertips. β€œalright,” she says.
x
β€œwhy am I really here?” she asks the first mate, watching the sun set over the water in streaks of liquid metal that pooled in the troughs of the waves and glittered on the seafoam.
β€œwe didn’t know any better,” the first mate says, staring into the water. β€œwe didn’t know- we didn’t know anything. we didn’t understand why she fought so viciously to guard her treasure. we could not know she protected something a thousand times more precious than the purest gold.”
she wants to be furious, but she can’t. she already knew the answer, from reading the guilt in her father’s eyes and the empty space in her own history. and she can’t hate her family.
β€œit’s alright,” she says. β€œi do have a family, anyways. i don’t think i would have liked my other life near as much.”
x
her kraken grows, spreading its tendrils over her torso and arms. she grows too, too large to come on board the ship without being hauled up in a boat from the water. she sings when the storms come and swims before the ship to guide it to safety. she fights off more than one beast of the seas, and gathers a set of scars across her back that she bears with pride. β€œi don’t mind,” she says, when the captain fusses over her, β€œnow i match all of you.”
the first time their ship is threatened, really threatened, is by another fleet. a friend turned enemy of the first mate. β€œwe shouldn’t fight him,” she says, peering through the spyglass.
β€œwhy not?” the mermaid asks.
β€œhe’ll win,” the first mate says.
the mermaid tips her head sideways. Her eyes, dark as the deep waters, gleam in the noon light. β€œare you sure?” she asks.
x
the enemy fleet surrenders after the flagship is sunk in the night, the anchor ripped off the ship and the planks torn off the hull. the surviving crew, wild-eyed and delirious, whimper and say a sea serpent came from the water and attacked them, say it was longer than the boat and crushed it in its coils. the first mate hears this and has to hide her laughter. the captain apologizes to his daughter for doubting her.
β€œdon’t worry,” she says, with a bright laugh, β€œit was fun.”
x
the second time, they are pushed by a storm into a royal fleet. they can’t possibly fight them, and they don’t have the time to escape.
β€œlet me up,” the mermaid urges, surfacing starboard and shouting to the crew. β€œbring me up, quickly, quickly.”
they lower the boat and she piles her sinous form into it, and uses her claws to help the crew pull her up. once on the deck she flops out of the boat and makes her way over to the bow. the crew tries to help but she’s so heavy they can barely lift parts of her.
she crawls up out in front of the rail and wraps her long webbed tail around the prow. the figurehead has served them well so far but they need more right now. she wraps herself around the figurehead and raises her body up into the wind takes a breath of the stinging salt air and sings.
the storm carries her voice on its front to the royal navy. they are enchanted, so stunned by her song that they drop the rigging ropes and let the tillers drift. the pirates sail through the center of the fleet, trailing the storm behind them, and by the time the fleet has managed to regain its senses they are buried in wind and rain and the pirates are gone.
x
she declines guns. instead she carries a harpoon and its launcher, and uses them to board enemy ships, hauling her massive form out of the water to coil on the deck and dispatch enemies with ruthless efficiency. her family is feared across all the sea.
x
β€œyou know we are dying,” the captain says, looking down at her.
she floats next to the ship, so massive she could hold it in her arms. her eyes are wise.
β€œi know,” she says, β€œi can feel it coming.”
the first mate stands next to the captain. she never had a lover or a child, and neither did he, but to the mermaid they are her parents. she will always love her daughter. the tattoos are graven in dark swirls across the mermaid’s deep brown skin and the flesh of her tail, even spiraling onto the spiked webbing on her spine and face. her hair is still tied back, this time with a sail that could not be patched one last time. 
β€œwe love you,” the first mate says simply, looking down. her own tightly coiled black hair falls in to her face; she shakes the locs out of the way and smiles through her tears. the captain pretends he isnt crying either.
β€œi love you too,” the mermaid says, and reached up to pull the ship down just a bit, just to hold them one last time.
β€œguard the ship,” the captain says. β€œyou always have but you know they’re lost without you.”
β€œwithout you,” the mermaid corrects, with a shrug that makes waves. β€œwhat will we do?”
β€œi don’t know,” the captain says. β€œbut you’ll help them, won’t you?”
β€œof course i will,” she scoffs, rolling her eyes. β€œi will always protect my family.”
x
the captain and the first mate are gone. the ship has a new captain, young and fearless - of the things she can afford to disregard. she fears and loves the ocean, as all captains do. she does not fear the royal fleet. and she does not fear the mermaid.
β€œyou know, i heard stories about you when i was a little girl,” she says, trailing her fingers in the water next to the dock.
the mermaid stares at her with one eye the size of a dinner table. β€œis that so?” she hums, smirking with teeth sharper than the swords of the entire navy.
β€œthey said you could sink an entire fleet and that you had skin tougher than dragon scales,” the new captain says, grinning right back at the monster who could eat her without a moment’s hesitation. β€œi always thought they were telling tall tales.”
β€œand now?”
β€œthey were right,” the new captain says. β€œhow did they ever befriend you?”
the mermaid smiles, fully this time, her dark eyes gleaming under the white linen sail. β€œthey didn’t know any better.”

She protects her family.

Hi everybody! Guess what’s being posted on AO3 now at the following link!
https://archiveofourown.org/works/22498384/chapters/53760817
That’s right! Here you go. I’ll be uploading it in some chunks, because I want to make sure I have everything I wanted edited cleanly finished, but follow the story there!




HEY GUYS GUESS WHATS BACK ON THE DASHBOARD AND BETTER THAN EVER

                
            

            
            
cereusblue:
unnameablethings:


dragonsateyourtoast:

redporkpadthai:

dragonsateyourtoast:

otherwindow:

otherwindow:
This is how the g...

            
            
        

    



            

        

        
        

            

                







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    anyways: Who writes getters anyways
    

        
        
        
        
        
        
        
        
    

    

        

            
            

                
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    anyways: I would drink it anyways. Not OC. Artist: @madebytio
    

        
        
        
        
        
        
        
        
    

    

        

            
            

                
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    anyways: My cousin wanted cake and ordered one. Told the bakers to write whatever they wanted because it was for just for her anyways, so…
    

        
        
        
        
        
        
        
        
    

    

        

            
            

                
                anyways: My cousin wanted cake and ordered one. Told the bakers to write whatever they wanted because it was for just for her anyways, so…
                
            

            
            
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                anyways: My cousin wanted cake and ordered one. Told the bakers to write whatever they wanted because it was for just for her anyways, so…
                
            

            
            
My cousin wanted cake and ordered one. Told the bakers to write whatever they wanted because it was for just for her anyways, so…

            
            
        

    



            

        

        
        

            

                







    anyways: Y’all are home anyways, might as well get it down
    

        
        
        
        
        
        
        
        
    

    

        

            
            

                
                anyways: Y’all are home anyways, might as well get it down
                
            

            
            
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    anyways: Y’all are home anyways, might as well get it down by JuicySmooyay
MORE MEMES
    

        
        
        
        
        
        
        
        
    

    

        

            
            

                
                anyways: Y’all are home anyways, might as well get it down by JuicySmooyay
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Y’all are home anyways, might as well get it down by JuicySmooyay
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    anyways: magnifigal:

I’m trying to get back in the 40k Fanart game after months of bachelor-stress… Anyways, Flight of the Eisenstein was great, here’s a comic about my favorite scene.
    

        
        
        
        
        
        
        
        
    

    

        

            
            

                
                anyways: magnifigal:

I’m trying to get back in the 40k Fanart game after months of bachelor-stress… Anyways, Flight of the Eisenstein was great, here’s a comic about my favorite scene.
                
            

            
            
magnifigal:

I’m trying to get back in the 40k Fanart game after months of bachelor-stress… Anyways, Flight of the Eisenstein was great,...

            
            
        

    



            

        

        
        

            

                







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    anyways: ironwoman359:
cereusblue:

unnameablethings:


dragonsateyourtoast:

redporkpadthai:

dragonsateyourtoast:

otherwindow:

otherwindow:
This is how the golden age of piracy ended.
The first mermaid to get tattoos :)


β€œwe didn’t know any better,” the crewman says, and swallows, presenting the chest to the captain. β€œwhat do we do now?”
β€œkill it,” the captain says, but the ice is melting in his eyes.
β€œwe can’t,” the first mate says desperately, praying she won’t have to fight her captain on this. β€œwe can’t. we - i won’t. we won’t.”
β€œi know.”
x
β€œdaddy,” she says, floating in a tub of seawater in the hold, β€œdaddy, la-la, la-la-la.”
her voice rings like bells. her accent is strange; her mouth isn’t made for human words. it mesmerises even the hardiest amongst them and she wasn’t even trying. the crew has taken to diving for shellfish near the shorelines for her; she loves them, splitting the shells apart with strength seen in no human toddler, slurping down the slimy molluscs inside and laughing, all plump brown cheeks and needle-sharp teeth. she sometimes splashes them for fun with her smooth, rubbery brown tail. even when they get soaked they laugh. they love her.
β€œdaddy,” she calls again, and he can hear the worry in her voice. the storm rocking the ship is harsh and uncaring, and if they go down, she would be the only survivor.
β€œdon’t worry,” he says, and goes over, sitting next to the tub. the first mate, leaning against the wall, pretends not to notice as he quietly begins to sing.
x
β€œfather,” she says, one day, as she leans on the edge of the dock and the captain sits next to her, β€œwhy am I here?”
β€œyour mother abandoned you,” he says, as he always has. β€œwe found you adrift, and couldn’t bear to leave you there.”
she picks at the salt-soaked boards, uncertain. her hair is pulled back in a fluffy black puff, the white linen holding it slipping almost over one of her dark eyes. one of her first tattoos, a many-limbed kraken, curls over her right shoulder and down her arm, delicate tendrils wrapped around her calloused fingertips. β€œalright,” she says.
x
β€œwhy am I really here?” she asks the first mate, watching the sun set over the water in streaks of liquid metal that pooled in the troughs of the waves and glittered on the seafoam.
β€œwe didn’t know any better,” the first mate says, staring into the water. β€œwe didn’t know- we didn’t know anything. we didn’t understand why she fought so viciously to guard her treasure. we could not know she protected something a thousand times more precious than the purest gold.”
she wants to be furious, but she can’t. she already knew the answer, from reading the guilt in her father’s eyes and the empty space in her own history. and she can’t hate her family.
β€œit’s alright,” she says. β€œi do have a family, anyways. i don’t think i would have liked my other life near as much.”
x
her kraken grows, spreading its tendrils over her torso and arms. she grows too, too large to come on board the ship without being hauled up in a boat from the water. she sings when the storms come and swims before the ship to guide it to safety. she fights off more than one beast of the seas, and gathers a set of scars across her back that she bears with pride. β€œi don’t mind,” she says, when the captain fusses over her, β€œnow i match all of you.”
the first time their ship is threatened, really threatened, is by another fleet. a friend turned enemy of the first mate. β€œwe shouldn’t fight him,” she says, peering through the spyglass.
β€œwhy not?” the mermaid asks.
β€œhe’ll win,” the first mate says.
the mermaid tips her head sideways. Her eyes, dark as the deep waters, gleam in the noon light. β€œare you sure?” she asks.
x
the enemy fleet surrenders after the flagship is sunk in the night, the anchor ripped off the ship and the planks torn off the hull. the surviving crew, wild-eyed and delirious, whimper and say a sea serpent came from the water and attacked them, say it was longer than the boat and crushed it in its coils. the first mate hears this and has to hide her laughter. the captain apologizes to his daughter for doubting her.
β€œdon’t worry,” she says, with a bright laugh, β€œit was fun.”
x
the second time, they are pushed by a storm into a royal fleet. they can’t possibly fight them, and they don’t have the time to escape.
β€œlet me up,” the mermaid urges, surfacing starboard and shouting to the crew. β€œbring me up, quickly, quickly.”
they lower the boat and she piles her sinous form into it, and uses her claws to help the crew pull her up. once on the deck she flops out of the boat and makes her way over to the bow. the crew tries to help but she’s so heavy they can barely lift parts of her.
she crawls up out in front of the rail and wraps her long webbed tail around the prow. the figurehead has served them well so far but they need more right now. she wraps herself around the figurehead and raises her body up into the wind takes a breath of the stinging salt air and sings.
the storm carries her voice on its front to the royal navy. they are enchanted, so stunned by her song that they drop the rigging ropes and let the tillers drift. the pirates sail through the center of the fleet, trailing the storm behind them, and by the time the fleet has managed to regain its senses they are buried in wind and rain and the pirates are gone.
x
she declines guns. instead she carries a harpoon and its launcher, and uses them to board enemy ships, hauling her massive form out of the water to coil on the deck and dispatch enemies with ruthless efficiency. her family is feared across all the sea.
x
β€œyou know we are dying,” the captain says, looking down at her.
she floats next to the ship, so massive she could hold it in her arms. her eyes are wise.
β€œi know,” she says, β€œi can feel it coming.”
the first mate stands next to the captain. she never had a lover or a child, and neither did he, but to the mermaid they are her parents. she will always love her daughter. the tattoos are graven in dark swirls across the mermaid’s deep brown skin and the flesh of her tail, even spiraling onto the spiked webbing on her spine and face. her hair is still tied back, this time with a sail that could not be patched one last time. 
β€œwe love you,” the first mate says simply, looking down. her own tightly coiled black hair falls in to her face; she shakes the locs out of the way and smiles through her tears. the captain pretends he isnt crying either.
β€œi love you too,” the mermaid says, and reached up to pull the ship down just a bit, just to hold them one last time.
β€œguard the ship,” the captain says. β€œyou always have but you know they’re lost without you.”
β€œwithout you,” the mermaid corrects, with a shrug that makes waves. β€œwhat will we do?”
β€œi don’t know,” the captain says. β€œbut you’ll help them, won’t you?”
β€œof course i will,” she scoffs, rolling her eyes. β€œi will always protect my family.”
x
the captain and the first mate are gone. the ship has a new captain, young and fearless - of the things she can afford to disregard. she fears and loves the ocean, as all captains do. she does not fear the royal fleet. and she does not fear the mermaid.
β€œyou know, i heard stories about you when i was a little girl,” she says, trailing her fingers in the water next to the dock.
the mermaid stares at her with one eye the size of a dinner table. β€œis that so?” she hums, smirking with teeth sharper than the swords of the entire navy.
β€œthey said you could sink an entire fleet and that you had skin tougher than dragon scales,” the new captain says, grinning right back at the monster who could eat her without a moment’s hesitation. β€œi always thought they were telling tall tales.”
β€œand now?”
β€œthey were right,” the new captain says. β€œhow did they ever befriend you?”
the mermaid smiles, fully this time, her dark eyes gleaming under the white linen sail. β€œthey didn’t know any better.”

She protects her family.

Hi everybody! Guess what’s being posted on AO3 now at the following link!
https://archiveofourown.org/works/22498384/chapters/53760817
That’s right! Here you go. I’ll be uploading it in some chunks, because I want to make sure I have everything I wanted edited cleanly finished, but follow the story there!




HEY GUYS GUESS WHATS BACK ON THE DASHBOARD AND BETTER THAN EVER



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                anyways: ironwoman359:
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dragonsateyourtoast:

redporkpadthai:

dragonsateyourtoast:

otherwindow:

otherwindow:
This is how the golden age of piracy ended.
The first mermaid to get tattoos :)


β€œwe didn’t know any better,” the crewman says, and swallows, presenting the chest to the captain. β€œwhat do we do now?”
β€œkill it,” the captain says, but the ice is melting in his eyes.
β€œwe can’t,” the first mate says desperately, praying she won’t have to fight her captain on this. β€œwe can’t. we - i won’t. we won’t.”
β€œi know.”
x
β€œdaddy,” she says, floating in a tub of seawater in the hold, β€œdaddy, la-la, la-la-la.”
her voice rings like bells. her accent is strange; her mouth isn’t made for human words. it mesmerises even the hardiest amongst them and she wasn’t even trying. the crew has taken to diving for shellfish near the shorelines for her; she loves them, splitting the shells apart with strength seen in no human toddler, slurping down the slimy molluscs inside and laughing, all plump brown cheeks and needle-sharp teeth. she sometimes splashes them for fun with her smooth, rubbery brown tail. even when they get soaked they laugh. they love her.
β€œdaddy,” she calls again, and he can hear the worry in her voice. the storm rocking the ship is harsh and uncaring, and if they go down, she would be the only survivor.
β€œdon’t worry,” he says, and goes over, sitting next to the tub. the first mate, leaning against the wall, pretends not to notice as he quietly begins to sing.
x
β€œfather,” she says, one day, as she leans on the edge of the dock and the captain sits next to her, β€œwhy am I here?”
β€œyour mother abandoned you,” he says, as he always has. β€œwe found you adrift, and couldn’t bear to leave you there.”
she picks at the salt-soaked boards, uncertain. her hair is pulled back in a fluffy black puff, the white linen holding it slipping almost over one of her dark eyes. one of her first tattoos, a many-limbed kraken, curls over her right shoulder and down her arm, delicate tendrils wrapped around her calloused fingertips. β€œalright,” she says.
x
β€œwhy am I really here?” she asks the first mate, watching the sun set over the water in streaks of liquid metal that pooled in the troughs of the waves and glittered on the seafoam.
β€œwe didn’t know any better,” the first mate says, staring into the water. β€œwe didn’t know- we didn’t know anything. we didn’t understand why she fought so viciously to guard her treasure. we could not know she protected something a thousand times more precious than the purest gold.”
she wants to be furious, but she can’t. she already knew the answer, from reading the guilt in her father’s eyes and the empty space in her own history. and she can’t hate her family.
β€œit’s alright,” she says. β€œi do have a family, anyways. i don’t think i would have liked my other life near as much.”
x
her kraken grows, spreading its tendrils over her torso and arms. she grows too, too large to come on board the ship without being hauled up in a boat from the water. she sings when the storms come and swims before the ship to guide it to safety. she fights off more than one beast of the seas, and gathers a set of scars across her back that she bears with pride. β€œi don’t mind,” she says, when the captain fusses over her, β€œnow i match all of you.”
the first time their ship is threatened, really threatened, is by another fleet. a friend turned enemy of the first mate. β€œwe shouldn’t fight him,” she says, peering through the spyglass.
β€œwhy not?” the mermaid asks.
β€œhe’ll win,” the first mate says.
the mermaid tips her head sideways. Her eyes, dark as the deep waters, gleam in the noon light. β€œare you sure?” she asks.
x
the enemy fleet surrenders after the flagship is sunk in the night, the anchor ripped off the ship and the planks torn off the hull. the surviving crew, wild-eyed and delirious, whimper and say a sea serpent came from the water and attacked them, say it was longer than the boat and crushed it in its coils. the first mate hears this and has to hide her laughter. the captain apologizes to his daughter for doubting her.
β€œdon’t worry,” she says, with a bright laugh, β€œit was fun.”
x
the second time, they are pushed by a storm into a royal fleet. they can’t possibly fight them, and they don’t have the time to escape.
β€œlet me up,” the mermaid urges, surfacing starboard and shouting to the crew. β€œbring me up, quickly, quickly.”
they lower the boat and she piles her sinous form into it, and uses her claws to help the crew pull her up. once on the deck she flops out of the boat and makes her way over to the bow. the crew tries to help but she’s so heavy they can barely lift parts of her.
she crawls up out in front of the rail and wraps her long webbed tail around the prow. the figurehead has served them well so far but they need more right now. she wraps herself around the figurehead and raises her body up into the wind takes a breath of the stinging salt air and sings.
the storm carries her voice on its front to the royal navy. they are enchanted, so stunned by her song that they drop the rigging ropes and let the tillers drift. the pirates sail through the center of the fleet, trailing the storm behind them, and by the time the fleet has managed to regain its senses they are buried in wind and rain and the pirates are gone.
x
she declines guns. instead she carries a harpoon and its launcher, and uses them to board enemy ships, hauling her massive form out of the water to coil on the deck and dispatch enemies with ruthless efficiency. her family is feared across all the sea.
x
β€œyou know we are dying,” the captain says, looking down at her.
she floats next to the ship, so massive she could hold it in her arms. her eyes are wise.
β€œi know,” she says, β€œi can feel it coming.”
the first mate stands next to the captain. she never had a lover or a child, and neither did he, but to the mermaid they are her parents. she will always love her daughter. the tattoos are graven in dark swirls across the mermaid’s deep brown skin and the flesh of her tail, even spiraling onto the spiked webbing on her spine and face. her hair is still tied back, this time with a sail that could not be patched one last time. 
β€œwe love you,” the first mate says simply, looking down. her own tightly coiled black hair falls in to her face; she shakes the locs out of the way and smiles through her tears. the captain pretends he isnt crying either.
β€œi love you too,” the mermaid says, and reached up to pull the ship down just a bit, just to hold them one last time.
β€œguard the ship,” the captain says. β€œyou always have but you know they’re lost without you.”
β€œwithout you,” the mermaid corrects, with a shrug that makes waves. β€œwhat will we do?”
β€œi don’t know,” the captain says. β€œbut you’ll help them, won’t you?”
β€œof course i will,” she scoffs, rolling her eyes. β€œi will always protect my family.”
x
the captain and the first mate are gone. the ship has a new captain, young and fearless - of the things she can afford to disregard. she fears and loves the ocean, as all captains do. she does not fear the royal fleet. and she does not fear the mermaid.
β€œyou know, i heard stories about you when i was a little girl,” she says, trailing her fingers in the water next to the dock.
the mermaid stares at her with one eye the size of a dinner table. β€œis that so?” she hums, smirking with teeth sharper than the swords of the entire navy.
β€œthey said you could sink an entire fleet and that you had skin tougher than dragon scales,” the new captain says, grinning right back at the monster who could eat her without a moment’s hesitation. β€œi always thought they were telling tall tales.”
β€œand now?”
β€œthey were right,” the new captain says. β€œhow did they ever befriend you?”
the mermaid smiles, fully this time, her dark eyes gleaming under the white linen sail. β€œthey didn’t know any better.”

She protects her family.

Hi everybody! Guess what’s being posted on AO3 now at the following link!
https://archiveofourown.org/works/22498384/chapters/53760817
That’s right! Here you go. I’ll be uploading it in some chunks, because I want to make sure I have everything I wanted edited cleanly finished, but follow the story there!




HEY GUYS GUESS WHATS BACK ON THE DASHBOARD AND BETTER THAN EVER



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Me: yep
Me: sees trans man not binding and one in a dress
Me : nope!
You didn’t have to draw a trans man with boobs sis,  thanks for the dysphoria babeey


if u get dysphoric when u see a boob that’s understandable but its also your problem to deal with n u don’t get to shame other trans dudes for drawing people like them with visible breasts. as much as it sucks, most trans men do have non flat chests and it’s not a bad thing to draw trans men with breasts (unless ur sexualising them, or ur drawing a real life trans man who’s dysphoric about his chest).
also u can’t have a go at op for drawing a trans man without a binder bc it makes u dysphoric n then call him sis. dont be a fuckin hypocrite dude. 
anyways good post op


some trans men can’t bind for medical reasons. some don’t prefer to bind bc it’s uncomfortable, and hot, and sweaty!!! some trans men arent that bothered by chest dysphoria!
trans people are not required to attempt conformity to be valid in their identity. no one is required to try and β€œlook cis”. that’s your own shit to deal with.


Thank you for drawing trans men who aren’t binding and who wear feminine clothes, OP, seeing trans people like myself really helps with my dysphoria 


I can’t bind because of my severe asthma and pain in my ribs from fibromyalgia. So seeing trans men who aren’t binding really helps my crippling dysphoria. Thanks op (also disabled trans men aaaaaah! πŸ’–) 



Also some trans men cant afford a binder, or are closeted, or itt isnt safe where they live to bind, binding isnt a necessity v



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                anyways: xaira-gabvi:
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smokeytoastyghosty:


Me: yep
Me: sees trans man not binding and one in a dress
Me : nope!
You didn’t have to draw a trans man with boobs sis,  thanks for the dysphoria babeey


if u get dysphoric when u see a boob that’s understandable but its also your problem to deal with n u don’t get to shame other trans dudes for drawing people like them with visible breasts. as much as it sucks, most trans men do have non flat chests and it’s not a bad thing to draw trans men with breasts (unless ur sexualising them, or ur drawing a real life trans man who’s dysphoric about his chest).
also u can’t have a go at op for drawing a trans man without a binder bc it makes u dysphoric n then call him sis. dont be a fuckin hypocrite dude. 
anyways good post op


some trans men can’t bind for medical reasons. some don’t prefer to bind bc it’s uncomfortable, and hot, and sweaty!!! some trans men arent that bothered by chest dysphoria!
trans people are not required to attempt conformity to be valid in their identity. no one is required to try and β€œlook cis”. that’s your own shit to deal with.


Thank you for drawing trans men who aren’t binding and who wear feminine clothes, OP, seeing trans people like myself really helps with my dysphoria 


I can’t bind because of my severe asthma and pain in my ribs from fibromyalgia. So seeing trans men who aren’t binding really helps my crippling dysphoria. Thanks op (also disabled trans men aaaaaah! πŸ’–) 



Also some trans men cant afford a binder, or are closeted, or itt isnt safe where they live to bind, binding isnt a necessity v



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    anyways: blizzrhy:

libertarirynn:

dashas-hideous-laughter:

fanburgers:


laizy-boy:


ask-crammaster-ham:


here’s the closeted furries β€œhey man… can u bum me a cig” and β€œthe one uncle nobody invites to the family reunion but SOMEONE keeps telling him where it is anyways”


if you want an idea of what john is like, imagine hau from pokemon sumo
ALSO the ppl who kept asking me for trans thomas art, HERE he’s trans in this au (;Β 
ft John:



I found the original 



Oh wow it’s even worse than I expected. This is truly the post of the decade



Wait, but SUMO came out in 2016, I could’ve sworn I saw this back in 2015.



How fucking dare you. How fucking dare you put this on my dash again. Just when I had eradicated it from my memory you dredge it back up out of the sewers. I will come to your house. I will burn it to the ground. I will end your bloodline.οΏΌ


Wannabe teens pretending to be trans gotta stop making this shit. Is borderline offensive, honestly. Don’t make your characters trans for the sake of it. You’re only using a real and difficult condition to make your characters more β€œinteresting”, it’s not useful to the story or relevant, to you it’s like character being blonde. It’s exactly the same as using rape to add action to an already shitty tale, just DON’T. 


That’s not even the real issue here. The issue is that these guys AREN’T CHARACTERS. They aren’t fucking fictional! They’re real historical people! Some of them were straight up fucking slave ownersοΏΌοΏΌ! β€œWhat if this actual historical person who had a teenage slave concubine was actually a cute black transboi uwu” is literally fucking horrifying.οΏΌ
    

        
        
        
        
        
        
        
        
    

    

        

            
            

                
                anyways: blizzrhy:

libertarirynn:

dashas-hideous-laughter:

fanburgers:


laizy-boy:


ask-crammaster-ham:


here’s the closeted furries β€œhey man… can u bum me a cig” and β€œthe one uncle nobody invites to the family reunion but SOMEONE keeps telling him where it is anyways”


if you want an idea of what john is like, imagine hau from pokemon sumo
ALSO the ppl who kept asking me for trans thomas art, HERE he’s trans in this au (;Β 
ft John:



I found the original 



Oh wow it’s even worse than I expected. This is truly the post of the decade



Wait, but SUMO came out in 2016, I could’ve sworn I saw this back in 2015.



How fucking dare you. How fucking dare you put this on my dash again. Just when I had eradicated it from my memory you dredge it back up out of the sewers. I will come to your house. I will burn it to the ground. I will end your bloodline.οΏΌ


Wannabe teens pretending to be trans gotta stop making this shit. Is borderline offensive, honestly. Don’t make your characters trans for the sake of it. You’re only using a real and difficult condition to make your characters more β€œinteresting”, it’s not useful to the story or relevant, to you it’s like character being blonde. It’s exactly the same as using rape to add action to an already shitty tale, just DON’T. 


That’s not even the real issue here. The issue is that these guys AREN’T CHARACTERS. They aren’t fucking fictional! They’re real historical people! Some of them were straight up fucking slave ownersοΏΌοΏΌ! β€œWhat if this actual historical person who had a teenage slave concubine was actually a cute black transboi uwu” is literally fucking horrifying.οΏΌ
                
            

            
            
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    anyways: G-Wiz
 @gwheele 1
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 The USPS only gives Tribal residents PO
 boxes. Only residents with street addresses
 can vote. The Supreme Court just cut off
 voting rights to Native Americans in ND.
 The Supreme Court just made it harder for the Democrats to win the Senate
 A new ruling will prevent many Native Anericans in the state from voting
 motherjones.com
 3:38 PM-9 Oct 2018
 10,286 Retweets 8,321 Likes

 Follow
 @lilnativeboy
 Native Americans were the LAST to get
 the right to vote & now we are the first
 to lose it
 G-WΔ°Z @gwheelel
 The USPS only gives Tribal residents PO boxes. Only residents with street
 addresses can vote. The Supreme Court just cut off voting rights to Native
 Americans in ND. motherjones.com/politics/2018...
 12:35 AM-11 Oct 2018
 5,610 Retweets9.715 Likes
armsnotsigns:

vaporwavevocap:

mr-downer:
vaporwavevocap:


mr-downer:

vaporwavevocap:


friendly-neighborhood-patriarch:

libertarirynn:

rook-the-catechumen:


hzs-modblog:


rook-the-catechumen:


gahdamnpunk:
This is messed up

Eh, monarchies are more stable governments anyways.


That is the wrong response, mister!


I’m sorry I can’t hear you over the literal  multi-millennia that monarchy has peacefully and happily served mankind.
You can take your few hundred years of a democratic-republic system of elected officials that always begins with a mountain of bodies and always ends in plutocracy, societal decay, the rich being in charge anyways, and another mountain of bodies.



Monarchists get thrown into the harbor…if they’re lucky

β€œmulti-millennia that monarchy has peacefully and happily served mankind” 
Fucking when?


Oh my this man is fuckin the cybersmith in disguise isn’t he? Aye you can’t fool me warlock I know your stench!

That’s not to say I’m defending the authoritarian cancer of Republican Democracy, but fucking what Monarchy served mankind peacefully? Even if we pretend it was a fictional Biblical monarchy led by Yahweh himself, he is very specifically not peaceful and makes it very clear inΒ β€œhis” own book.


Just so we’re clear you know I was talking about the loon above not you, right?

I know, I’m just reacting to him more. Sorry for confusion.

Holy fucking wow

β€œI mean sure in Saudi Arabia you can be fucking stoned to death for saying the wrong words or wearing the wrong clothes but like it’s stable y’know?”
    

        
        
        
        
        
        
        
        
    

    

        

            
            

                
                anyways: G-Wiz
 @gwheele 1
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 The USPS only gives Tribal residents PO
 boxes. Only residents with street addresses
 can vote. The Supreme Court just cut off
 voting rights to Native Americans in ND.
 The Supreme Court just made it harder for the Democrats to win the Senate
 A new ruling will prevent many Native Anericans in the state from voting
 motherjones.com
 3:38 PM-9 Oct 2018
 10,286 Retweets 8,321 Likes

 Follow
 @lilnativeboy
 Native Americans were the LAST to get
 the right to vote & now we are the first
 to lose it
 G-WΔ°Z @gwheelel
 The USPS only gives Tribal residents PO boxes. Only residents with street
 addresses can vote. The Supreme Court just cut off voting rights to Native
 Americans in ND. motherjones.com/politics/2018...
 12:35 AM-11 Oct 2018
 5,610 Retweets9.715 Likes
armsnotsigns:

vaporwavevocap:

mr-downer:
vaporwavevocap:


mr-downer:

vaporwavevocap:


friendly-neighborhood-patriarch:

libertarirynn:

rook-the-catechumen:


hzs-modblog:


rook-the-catechumen:


gahdamnpunk:
This is messed up

Eh, monarchies are more stable governments anyways.


That is the wrong response, mister!


I’m sorry I can’t hear you over the literal  multi-millennia that monarchy has peacefully and happily served mankind.
You can take your few hundred years of a democratic-republic system of elected officials that always begins with a mountain of bodies and always ends in plutocracy, societal decay, the rich being in charge anyways, and another mountain of bodies.



Monarchists get thrown into the harbor…if they’re lucky

β€œmulti-millennia that monarchy has peacefully and happily served mankind” 
Fucking when?


Oh my this man is fuckin the cybersmith in disguise isn’t he? Aye you can’t fool me warlock I know your stench!

That’s not to say I’m defending the authoritarian cancer of Republican Democracy, but fucking what Monarchy served mankind peacefully? Even if we pretend it was a fictional Biblical monarchy led by Yahweh himself, he is very specifically not peaceful and makes it very clear inΒ β€œhis” own book.


Just so we’re clear you know I was talking about the loon above not you, right?

I know, I’m just reacting to him more. Sorry for confusion.

Holy fucking wow

β€œI mean sure in Saudi Arabia you can be fucking stoned to death for saying the wrong words or wearing the wrong clothes but like it’s stable y’know?”
                
            

            
            
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