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          PSA that Tia Dalma is being returned over to my multi-muse. I just don’t have the time or the sanity to maintain as many blogs as I have, and Tia Dalma is as finicky a muse as they come, so it’s hard to keep her on a blog of her own. You can find her back over HERE again. Thanks guys!

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     so, it’s been a long run with you guys. i can’t believe i’ve been here for over a YEAR, something i’ve never done before. i may have passing fancies for other muses, but i always seem to roll back around to westley. i’ve never had such a deep attachment to a muse, and i can honestly say i’m so happy to have met so many wonderful people and to see the community develop into what it is today. to put my mushy gushy-ness to a close, a lot of you have guided me through rough times in my life and helped me to pull through smiling. also note that these are in no particular order! just where you happened to be in my ‘following’ pages. and yes, there are probably duplicates of muns lmao

𝔗𝔥𝔢 ℭ𝔞𝔭𝔱𝔞𝔦𝔫𝔰 𝔗𝔞𝔟𝔩𝔢- ( people i’ve interacted with IC/OOC and just generally enjoy being around )

     @willbeshot, @loadeddiice, @chariisk, @squiirehearted, @pineshewer, @bcttercup, @destructiveglitch, @jcstachild, @covntdracvla, @horatertiadecima, @xghxuls, @pyronicaaa, @sntuzv, @tbyq, @chosemercy, @preparetodiie, @fromtheprecipiceofchildhood, @youlcse, @oftheranger, @wcathereye, @hivaeth, @theydependonme, @dxdger, @motherofasgard, @hofdingi, @illsnaphisneck, @memorous, @extrahoo, @falseservant, @asundrop, @eidetic187, @mischixvous, @lordiism, @talentforlying, @eastxrnsea, @thepromiseofredemption

𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔓𝔦𝔯𝔞𝔱𝔢'𝔰 ℭ𝔬𝔲𝔯𝔱- ( people i’ve never really talked to, but admire from afar )

      @wiishfulheart, @deaterminus, @egofaptpr, @biblotheq, @sicutcanis, @ofgoodform, @mxdam, @indyiisms, @mcyormabel, @engliishgentleman, @ofcollections, @treepined, @thefckyoulookinat, @cnne, @perfidiosa, @radiiantqueen, @lordveined, @aristccrat, @piraticalwit, @wardenjail, @softcraft, @finelendal, @hangtherules, @donapirata,  @wcrstpirate, @glcsseye, @endliing, @iccrus, @woodcrowned, @thaneuerebor, @telcxntar, @purrsuasion, @celevonthel, @ashiidanza, @desouffrance, @mistressmxleficent, @queenxcersei, @crxella, @qxill, @fragiliis, @unseenmockingjay, @xgamora, @immortalspxrrow

𝔗𝔥𝔢 ℭ𝔯𝔢𝔴- ( amazing writers, characters i enjoy, these are just people that grace my dash with awesomeness )

     @unbeliiever, @shotgunshellsandfeathers, @primxs, @prcttykitty, @afvaerd, @bravescarred, @quitethepirategal, @sempervinctus, @sheshines, @dcnnysexbcng, @ghostlyanon, @hetiwr, @grcyheart, @xmoriar, @lxllio, @virtuedmagic, @goodliest, @truander, @toyisms, @pirelien, @dxrahex, @imnotxbad, @femmelieutenant, @mcncheri, @valieente, @tummyflowerisms, @staticskull, @cxrpusnymphe, @xanodite, @jailaccountant, @wisefelinity, @charismatiiic, @deardxn, @gutterpoem, @undauntedloyalty, @ablissmal, @hotpatootiie, @aranequus, @debauchiing, @tentimesthedemxn, @ancnomes, @mutxntrage, @redhairedflower, @spotbug, @weakncss, @princegumball, @upchuckfactor, @fineknight, @cptphasma, @deliveryboy, @slightlytaller, @stillamemberofthisfamily, @dxughterofeve, @flowerwreathed, @ofthefourthking, @ofsomnixm, @pearledpriincess, @kingoffallengrace, @lordlyandgracious, @audaciia, @toempirecity, @lcthargia, @gxptooth, @dogisms, @secretusreginam, @tinkiisms, @hiswxrriorprincess, @heroiques, @cornelia-hxle, @cinneamhain, @mewniroyalty, @lxzuliii, @webheadjrr, @cursedcurios, @bloodthirstygod, @guylinr, @primaverx, @allonsyalone, @americaslegend, @bxllanotte, @outatiime, @noxpraelia, @lordofelves, @kempybowe, @belovedfear, @ofdaggers, @fightsback, @piiratescave, @ashskinned, @shieldarmed, @lowborns, @sanaskad, @herunfailingkindness, @pippinxtook, @morguliis, @nevermisses, @warhornofgondor

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FACTIONS & CHOICES below are different groups and outcomes from various fandoms. bold the one your muse would probably be in/want if they live in that world! then tag some friends.

tagged by: @thepromiseofredemption

tagging: @damnbutcher, @noblemanpirate, @averygoodcook, @twisted-but-pretty, @pollusavem B)), everyone tbh

GRYFFINDOR or RAVENCLAW or SLYTHERIN or HUFFLEPUFF TEAM CAP or TEAM IRON MAN ANGEL or DEMON JEDI or SITH SURVIVORS or SAVIOURS or HILLTOP or KINGDOM LANNISTER or STARK or BARATHEON or TARGARYEN or GREYJOY or MARTELL or TYRELL TRIBUTE or VICTOR or CAPITOL DEATHEATER or ORDER or DUMBLEDORE’S ARMY MAGES or TEMPLARS or ELF or DWARF or ORC or HUMAN SHADOWHUNTER or DOWNWORLDER or MUNDANE SHIELD or HYDRA MI6 or CIA or KGB or SAS or MOSSAD TIME LORD or DALEK or HUMAN or WEEPING ANGEL or CYBERMAN TEAM ROCKET or TEAM AQUA or TEAM MAGMA or TEAM GALACTIC or TEAM PLASMA or TEAM FLARE FIRE or WATER or EARTH or AIR DAUNTLESS or CANDOR or ABNEGATION or ERUDITE or AMITY JOCK or NERD or OUTCAST or PLASTIC JUSTICE LEAGUE or SUICIDE SQUAD WARRIOR or ROGUE or MAGE I would rather be executed | I would rather join the Night’s Watch I would join the Rebellion | I would join the Empire | I join the one that keeps me safe I train and fight with my Pokemon | I just travel and live with my Pokemon I would kill myself during the Games | I would kill to win the Games | I would hide I want the Iron Throne | I care who sits the Iron Throne | I care about the Realm I would throw the Ring into the fire | I would let the ring corrupt me I don’t think Muggle Studies is worth taking | I would take Muggle Studies Safety is the most important thing | Freedom is the most important thing I only care about myself | I only care about my family/people | I care for everyone I would kill the people who persecute me/my kind | I would try to make peace

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not-so witty jack.

  Deep down, he could sense that there had been a reason behind her statement   ( and it had been an important one, too ), but as with anything connected to Tia   Dalma, he’d learned, there was so much more there that he didn’t know. It was   as much a part of his draw towards her and the reasons for these visits as it   was what kept him from underestimating her. There was real power there,   behind the veil of what many might have considered to be nothing more than   a frail woman.

  As her demeanour changed, however, so did his, and an easy smile soon found   its way back onto his face at her next words. He’d always enjoyed telling her   about his travels, with a part of him distantly wondering why she always   seemed to confine herself to the river when the sea was so nearby.

      ‟ It’s not so much where I’ve been, but where I’ll hopefully          be going, luv. ”

  Taking a seat at her table, there was a glint in his eye as he reached for the   compass ( her compass ) that was tied around his belt, opening the lid and   glancing down at the needle. Never had he imagined, when she’d first given   it to him, how useful such an object would prove to be ( he’d been dreaming   of finding this treasure for years ).

       ‟ Aztec gold. It’s buried on an island of the dead somewhere,           but this can help me find it. ”

  Curiosity flooded  into her gaze  as she tilted  her head,  taking note of the   easy change  in his demeanor.  Wherever he planned on going, whatever   he planned on  chasing after,  it was  something that he was feeling quite   good about. However, she could not quite ignore the feeling of foreboding   that billowed  over  her as  she  waited  for his  elaboration.  And  for good   reason, as it turned out.

  She kept her features  pointedly even,  doing what she could not to betray   her disapproval of this plan.  Calypso knew of the Aztec gold,  knew of the   curse that was  said to befall  anyone who  attempted  to claim  it for their   own. It was a fool’s errand to go after something that had once belonged   to gods, to genuinely believe that  any mere mortal was worthy of staking   claim to it. 

  Dark eyes dropped to the compass, the one he had bartered from her all   that  time ago.  Had  she  known that  he would  use it  for  something  so   foolhardy,  she might  have been less willing to allow him to take it off her   hands.  But that choice was in the past,  and this choice was his alone to   make.  She would  not  meddle,  at least  not directly,  though  she  would   question his decisions.

      “ An’ yuh’re certain you want’a be messin’ wid Aztec treasure? ”

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                                as changing and h a r s h and UNTAMABLE as 

                                                                    the sea.

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❝ Despite our estrangement, I’m your man. ❞

hamilton meme | accepting!

      “ You make de mistake o’ tinkin’ I be in need of a man. ”

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❝ Chaos and bloodshed are not a solution! ❞

hamilton meme | accepting!

    “ An’ dat be de word of a pirate, hm? ”

  There was a smile of amusement upon her lips as she turned to look at   the Keeper of the Code.  He practically presided over the Brethren Court,   ensuring that they followed the rules of piracy.  It was all ridiculous in the   eyes of the  entrapped sea  goddess.  If anyone  was  meant  to  preside   over the pirates and  declare what they would or would not do, it ought to   have been her.

      “ I don’ remembah yuh mindin’ it much when dat man          declared dere was no need for de Code. ”

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witty jack.

  He should have shied away from the contact, and he likely would have had it not   been for the look in her eyes. Something in that dark gaze kept him still as she   raised her hand to gently brush her fingers across his cheek ( there had been   more than enough occasions where her touch had set him on edge, knowing   how unpredictable her moods were, but this was different ), and Jack found   that the gesture brought him a small amount of comfort.

      ‟ A second chance at what? ”

  Deep down, he knew that he couldn’t refute her point ( even if he was still   denying it to himself ), but the very possibility of giving up this quest to stab   the heart held its own problems. What was there left for him, if he didn’t have   this to set his mind on, or to distract himself with?

      ‟ Your compass isn’t working. It just keeps spinning. It’s not          telling me what I want. ”

  She did not answer his question,  nor did she really  have any intention of   doing so at  any later point.  While  this was  indeed a second  chance for   him,  Tia Dalma  could not  be the one to  tell him  what it was his second   chance at.  That  was for  him  to decide,  for him to  figure out  on his own.   It would  be tempting  fate  to  persuade  him in any  direction, despite her   clear attempts to keep him from heading down this particular path.

  A shadow  of  understanding  settled  upon  her  features  as  she  gave a   short, solemn nod. It did not surprise her that the compass he’d bartered   from her was not  working to his liking;  after having been stuck in a place   so dismal as  Davy Jones’s Locker,  it was only  to be expected  that what   he wanted most would not have a physical manifestation of any kind.

      “ What you wan’ most don’ exist in de flesh. It is no object,          no person.  You  must fin’  what yuhr  heart longs  for,  for          yuhrself. De compass can only do so much. ”

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john silver.

      ‟ I’m fine. ” 

  An utterly unconvincing lie, he knew, but he’d been putting up a front for so long   now ( longer, perhaps, than even the moment when he lost the leg in the first   place ) that it was simply not an option to show that weakness now. For how   could his men possibly take him seriously if he wasn’t strong enough to lead   them?

      ‟ There is nothing hidden. I need to endure it, that’s all. It’ll pass. ”

  She tilted her head downward slightly, enough to give him a more   piercing look.  One look could tell  anyone who gave  him a closer   glimpse than  normal that he  was not fine,  nor anywhere  near it.   But the  woman said nothing,  choosing to allow him to live under   the guise of health. 

      “ You tink dat dis pain an’ suffering will pass? ”

  Her brow furrowed  slightly,  a look of uncertainty  passing across   her features (though she was careful to keep it from looking even   remotely like pity). 

      “ I know  yuh tink  dat  willpowah alone  will get you          t’rough dis, but you are mistaken. Yuhr leg needs          tendin’ to before it gets worse. ”

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@donapirata

Shadows danced playfully across the walls of the dimly lit shack, the silence within broken only by the sound of rhythmic and absent-minded humming. Despite the late hour, the Obeah woman who resided there was hard at work, moving this way and that around a long table, occasionally muttering things to herself as she added ingredients to a goblet. She had been long at work, though the hours often blended together; when one had eternity, time ceased to be of much importance.

Even so, the woman knew that this cause was one best tended to sooner rather than later. The place in which Jack Sparrow would find himself stranded was one that not many could survive, at least with their sanity and faculties intact. Though she needed but one tiny item from him, Tia Dalma knew that it would be much easier to accomplish if he were fully functional.

And that was where this project came into play. She paused, dark eyes lingering on the figure laid out upon the table. A journey of this nature, with as much danger as it possessed, needed a leader, a captain who could handle it. A captain who knew the inner workings of the land of the dead, one who could maneuver through the distractions and navigate to their ultimate destination. 

The choice had been obvious enough. It was an added perk that the captain she had chosen had history with their quarry; that could quite easily work to their advantage. 

Setting the goblet aside, the priestess stood before the table, eyes closed and chin lifted high. A soft chant left blackened lips as bony hands hovered above the body. Minutes passed before she grew silent. For a brief moment, all appeared to be calm, until the flames upon each of the candles in the shack grew tall, cascading bright light into all corners of the room.

Opening her eyes slowly, her fingers once again curled around the goblet, attention fully placed upon the woman upon the table, chest heaving with breath once again.

“ It has been a long time, Esmeralda. Yuh’re gwan feel weak, but dat is normal. ”

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Will Turner + his destiny If you stab the heart, yours must take its place. And you will sail the seas for eternity.

The Dutchman needs a living heart, or they’ll be no captain. And if there’s no captain, there’s no one to have the key. So the captain has the key? Where is the key? Hidden. Where is the chest? Hidden.

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“Hamilton” sentence meme (part 1)

part 2 can be found  here.

“ AARON BURR, SIR ”

❝ I may have punched him, it’s a blur. ❞

❝ He looked at me like I was stupid - I’m not stupid. ❞

❝ It was my parents’ dying wish before they passed. ❞

❝ God, I wish there was a war! ❞

❝ We could prove that we’re worth more than anyone bargained for… ❞

❝ Let me offer you some free advice: talk less, smile more. ❞

❝ Don’t let them know what you’re against or what you’re for. ❞

❝ Fools who run their mouths oft wind up dead. ❞

❝ What time is it? Show time! ❞

❝ Give us a verse! Drop some knowledge! ❞

❝ Who’s the best? C’est moi! ❞

❝ Ooh, who are you? ❞

“ MY SHOT ”

❝ I am not throwing away my shot. ❞

❝ I probably shouldn’t brag but damn, I amaze and astonish! ❞

❝ I gotta holler just to be heard. ❞

❝ Don’t be shocked when your history book mentions me. ❞

❝ I will lay down my life if it sets us free. ❞

❝ When I fight, I make the other side panicky! ❞

❝ Geniuses, lower your voices. ❞

❝ You keep out of trouble and you double your choices. ❞

❝ If you talk, you’re gonna get shot! ❞

❝ What are the odds the gods would put us in one spot? ❞

❝ Am I talking too loud? Sometimes I get over excited. ❞

❝ I imagine death so much it feels more like a memory. ❞

❝ See, I never thought I’d live past twenty. ❞

❝ We have to make this moment last. ❞

❝ Every action’s an act of creation! ❞

“ FARMER REFUTED ”

❝ Oh my god, tear this dude apart. ❞

❝ Chaos and bloodshed are not a solution! ❞

❝ For shame, for shame… ❞

❝ It’s hard to listen to you with a straight face. ❞

❝ My dog speaks more eloquently! ❞

❝ I’d rather be divisive than indecisive, drop the niceties! ❞

❝ Honestly, you shouldn’t even talk. ❞

❝ If you repeat yourself again I’m gonna scream. ❞

“ YOU’LL BE BACK ”

❝ The price of my love’s not a price that you’re willing to pay. ❞

❝ Why so sad? ❞

❝ Remember, we made an arrangement when you went away - now you’re making me mad. ❞

❝ Despite our estrangement, I’m your man. ❞

❝ Soon you’ll see, you’ll remember you belong to me. ❞

❝ You’ll be back. ❞

❝ Time will tell, you’ll remember that I served you well. ❞

❝ Oceans rise, empires fall! We have seen each other through it all. ❞

❝ I will send a fully armed battalion to remind you of my love! ❞

❝ You say our love is draining and you can’t go on, but you’ll be the one complaining when I am gone. ❞

❝ No, don’t change the subject! You’re my favorite subject! ❞

❝ My sweet, submissive subject… ❞

❝ When you’re gone, I’ll go mad! So don’t throw away this thing we had. ❞

❝ I will kill your friends and family to remind you of my love. ❞

“ RIGHT HAND MAN ”

❝ Rise up! ❞

❝ Can I be real a second? For just a millisecond? Let down my guard and tell people how I feel a second? ❞

❝ The elephant is in the room. ❞

❝ I cannot be everywhere at once! ❞

❝ I’m in dire need of assistance… ❞

❝ Permission to state my case? ❞

❝ Your reputation precedes you, but I have to laugh. ❞

❝ I was just like you when I was younger. ❞

❝ Your head full of fantasies of dying like a martyr? ❞

❝ Dying is easy, young man. Living is harder. ❞

“ NON-STOP ”

❝ Are you aware that we’re making history? ❞

❝ Why do you assume you’re the smartest in the room? ❞

❝ Soon that attitude may be your doom. ❞

❝ Every day you fight, like you’re running out of time. ❞

❝ I’ve seen injustice in the world and I’ve corrected it! ❞

❝ Now what I’m going to say may sound indelicate… ❞

❝ Yo, who the eff is this? ❞

❝ Why do you always say what you believe? ❞

❝ I’ll keep all my plans close to my chest. ❞

❝ I know I talk too much, I’m abrasive. ❞

❝ For once in your life, take a stand with pride! ❞

❝ Every day you fight like it’s going out of style. ❞

❝ The fact that you’re alive is a miracle. ❞

❝ Would that be enough? ❞

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☸ john silver.

  In any other situation, he might have thought better to hold his tongue   ( particularly when Flint had left him to ensure that the pirates’ alliance   with these slaves held until he returned with Charles Vane ), but the pain   that had settled in his damned leg as a result of the fever was making it   difficult to concentrate on anything else.

      ‟ What the fuck would you know about what I think? ”

   If her temper flared, she did nothing that alluded to it. If anything, patience exuded    from her,  and an understanding  for what he went  through.  Tia Dalma had seen    suffering many  a time in her life, knew the anger and lashing out that often came    as a result. She took no offense to it, regardless of the man’s intentions.

       “ Far more dan you would be willin’ to believe. You see many t’ings when           you do as I do.  You start ta undahstan’ de subtle signs, de ones a man           want ta keep hidden away. ”

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@averygoodcook​

   “ It’s a shame. ” 

   “ I know ya’re tinkin’ dat sufferin’ t’rough de pain will make you       seem strong. But I fear de strain may have de opposite effect. ”

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witty jack.

      ‟ I’ve experienced lonelier. ”

  The entire facade slipped for a moment, long enough for Jack to meet Tia   Dalma’s gaze with a heaviness and weight completely at odds with the up   -till-now flippancy of his answers. It was the first he’d let slip of his   experiences in the Locker, and he immediately regretted it, letting his   dark eyes slowly fall away from her.

      ‟ And I know exactly what I’m doing. ”

  The woman watched him silently, empathy and understanding painted over   her features.  She was well  acquainted with  the land  of the dead,  but she   had not  spent much time  in the Locker itself;  she could  only imagine  the   sort of  Hell that  Jack had experienced  there,  the sort  of pain  and trauma   that could put such a look in his eyes.

      “ I know de pain yuh must’a felt, bein’ dere. But if you tink doin’ dis          will keep yuh from feelin’ dat away again, yuh’re mistaken. ”

  She reached out to him, her movement slow as thin fingers gingerly brushed   across  his  cheek.  She had no  way of  knowing  if she  could bring  him any   comfort, but there was still an unmistakable desire to do so.

       “ Dis is your second chance, Jack Sparrow. Don’ waste it. ”

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