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Killian had been feeling something was a bit off for a while. Well … . most of his life. Though he had never mentioned it to anyone. The blacking out was usually what made him feel something happened. Though he had always assumed it was because of the drinking. Even if it happened sometimes when he hadn’t been drinking a lot. At least not a lot for him. 

He was thinking at the docks when he heard someone approaching and he looked up and saw Jolly. “Hello, love… . you come down to the docks to think too?” 

She gave him a soft smile when she approached, a gentle hand down the back of his hair and the ship took a seat beside him. She’d known, of course she had but she was never one intrude on his privacy in such a way. After all, she felt as if she did that enough as his ship and now that she had legs... maybe it was best to let things be. But it hurt her to see him so-- confused. “Did it happen again, then?” she muttered, looking out into the bay. She would have to think about her words carefully not to send him into another episode.

“I came down to see if you wanted to talk a bit?”

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“She was the cannibal of the seas, and scarce needed that watchful eye, for she floated immune in the horror of her name.”

i. Indie and original (female) rp blog for The Jolly Roger ii. I please ask that you read the Guidelines and whatnot. We can tell. iii. Many many years of ‘Humanized Ship’ expierence as well as many years of misc writing. iv. Multi verse and semi selective. v. VERY IMPORTANT. Captain Ship BROTP (my ship name for Jolly/Killian) is strictly enforced here. He’s family, okay? We don’t bang family vi. Mun is well over age (sadly) and any nsfw will be properly tagged and cut vii. gif chat, para, one liners (occasionally), rapid fires: accidental novels…. viii. finally mun is a cuddly little shit and we will fall in love with you.

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[ sacrifice ] for your muse to get hurt protecting mine

[meme]

Why was he looking at her like that? She had seen Killian look at her a million ways- but never had she seen him look at her like he was currently. The look of pure shock and loss. Of pain. The way he looked when he lost... The sound of her own breath breaking and trying desperatly to inhale broke her from her daze and when she looked down it was in time to see her hands over her abdomen. Warm and wet and she didn’t remember feeling the ground coming up to slam into her knees. Or maybe she had fallen into it-- it was a blur, really. A fast confusing blur and as it settled on her mind what had happened she could hear his roar over everything else.

A haze while someone had pulled her out of the way. Fired shots and steel clashing. Shouted commands and cries of war ringing in her ears. This wasn’t how it was supposed to end. She was supposed to continue to look over him. To make sure he was as great as she believed him to be. To argue about how stubborn and selfish he could be when it came to her freedom.

In truth, she was free- for she didn’t know a life other than the companionship of Killian Jones. Centuries of history both tangible and not. And all she could think about was how she’d never ease him to sleep again. How the once mighty proud ship would soon be naught but a memory and she could only hope someone at least returned her body to the water. At least there--- she could blend with the sea and be with him always.

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[ panic ] for your muse to grab mine’s arm or get behind them in a moment of danger

[meme]

They never thought they’d be back here- weaving their way through the Neverwood and keeping eyes and ears out for any of Pan’s little bastards. Bad enough that the Mermaids had taunted her when they arrived, or at least they tried- but being home had that magic coursing through her veins and she gave the blonde one a lovely new scar that no seashells would ever be able to cover.

Pity. That creatures so beautiful could be so vile. Just like the most of the land itself. Her hands brush along the leaves as they walk, not noticing the faint glittering gold dust she leaves behind. Whispers of the forest filling her head and a light smile on her lips. No matter how much she loathed the thought of it, Neverland was home- her birthplace, and where she had watched Killian start the transformation into the Captain he was today.

She felt it before either of them would see the source- feet pounding against the earth, quick and quiet as it wove through the forest- hunting. And whatever it might of been it was large enough to raise some concern.

Her fingers curled into her palm and she took a step forward in order to grab hold of his elbow, the other hand going to rest for a moment on his chest before a finger went to her lips.

“We need to move- now.”

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[ smile ]

[meme]

His mother really went all out for it this time, the little family gatherings had been something she looked forward to as the week came to a close and just as they’d done time and time again, they’d load the kids up and make the short trip to the beach house. And what a day it had been- it took a tired Grace carrying Amelia up the stairs while she followed behind with James and got everyone off to bed. She made her way back down, rounding the corner and leaning on the banister as she watched him tidy up despite himself being undoubtedly exhausted from chasing children up and down the shoreline. Sometimes she still couldn’t believe how lucky she had been. Not only to be gifted with a human form but to have been given the chance to love- truly love and build a home and family of her own. They had their battles, aye, and while some events of their time together she could do without, she’d do it all again to get to this moment.

Her hand lifted when his eyes finally lifted and met hers, fingers giving a small wiggle and a small smile pulled at both her eyes and lips. She knew none of the children would wake should she of announced herself, but also didn’t want to break the serene of the moment. Her hand twisted and she pressed lips to her fingers before blowing across them and giving a small chuckle before turning and headed up to bed.

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Harry Styles and Olivia Wilde | 2021

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word prompts compilation

complies THIS MEME // THIS MEME // THIS MEME

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[ attention ] for your muse to touch mine as a way of getting their attention

[ wake ] for your muse to wake mine

[ cover ]  for your muse to cover mine with a blanket or a jacket

[ lift ] for your muse to give mine a hand stepping up or over something etc.

[ kiss ]  for your muse to come up to mine and kiss them without warning

[ run ] for your muse to run their fingers through mine’s hair

[ braid ] for your muse to braid mine’s hair

[ embrace ]  for your muse to hold mine

[ smile ] for your muse to smile at mine from across the room

[ wave ] for your muse to gesture to mine to come closer

[ panic ] for your muse to grab mine’s arm or get behind them in a moment of danger

[ touch ] for your muse to rest their forehead against mine’s

[ weep ]  for your muse to catch mine crying

[ eat ] for your muse to offer mine food

[ hit ] for your muse to attack mine

[ love ] for your muse to touch mine as a show of affection or reassurance

[ nap ] for your muse to fall asleep against mine

[ rest ] for your muse to rest their head in mine’s lap

[ look ] for your muse to catch mine staring

[ seduce ] for your muse to touch mine sexually

[ help ] for your muse to lean on mine for support

[ give ] for your muse to offer mine their arm

[ entwine ] for your muse to hold mine’s hand

[ laugh ] for your muse to laugh at something mine did

[ dance ] for your muse to dance with mine

[ sit ] for your muse to pull mine into their lap

[ yell ] for your muse to calm mine down

[ cry ] for your muse to wipe mine’s tears away

[ dream ] for my muse to share dream with yours

[ nightmare ] for your muse to wake mine from a nightmare

[ surprise ] for your muse to show up at mine’s house without explanation

[ fix ] for your muse to treat mine’s injury

[ sacrifice ] for your muse to get hurt protecting mine

[ guard ] for your muse to step between my muse and danger

[ taste ] for your muse to cook for mine

[ sing ] for your muse to sing to mine 

[ goodbye ] for my muse kissing and/or hugging your muse goodbye

[ secrets ]   my  muse  sharing/confiding  a secret

[ bloody ]   for your  muse  coming  to  my  muse  with  blood  stains 

[ drunk ]   your  muse  takes  care  of my very drunk muse 

[ bed ]  my  muse wakes up in  the  same bed as your muse with little  recollection  of  the  night  before

[ scream ]   my  muse  hears  your  muse  scream  and  runs  to  them

[ trail ]   my  muse  watches  as  your  muse  traces  one  of  my  muses  scars,  asking  them  about  it

[ piggyback ]   my  muse  gives  yours  a  piggyback  ride

[ jump ]   my  muse  holding  yours  up  by  their  thighs

[ carry ]   my  muse  carries  your  muse  to  their  house

[ lighter ]   my  muse  pulls  out  a  lighter  and  lights  it  for  your  muse  to  use  to  light  their  cigarette

[ shot ] my  muse  gets  shot  and  struggles  to  your  muses for aid

[ wound ] my  muse  patches  and  bandages  a  wound  your  muse  has  gotten

[ fight ]   my  muse  stops  your  muse  from  getting  into  a  physical  fight  with  someone  else

[ arrest ]   your  muse  finds  my  muse  arrested  in  cuffs  

[ hospital ]   my  muse  awakens  in  a  hospital,  finding  your  muse  by  their  side,  asking  what  happened

[ betrayal ] my  muse  finds  out  that  your  muse  has  betrayed  them and  confronts  them  about  it

[ nude ] my  muse  walks  in  on  your  muse  accidentally  seeing  them  naked

[ karaoke ]  for our muses to sing together

[ wet ]   your muse  strips  down  to  their  under  garments  and  runs  into  the  water,  motioning  for my muse  to  join  them

[ crawl ]  for  your  muse  to  crawl  into  bed  with  mine .

[ flower ]  for  your  muse  to  offer  my  muse  their  favourite  flower

[ gift ]  for  my  muse  to  surprise  your muse  with  a  gift

[ homemade gift ]  for  my  muse  to  make  your muse  a  gift

[ bestow ] for your muse to give my muse a gift, bought or handmade ( bonus if you add what it is )

[ serenade ]  for  my  muse  to  sing  to  your  muse

[ caress ]  for  your  muse  to  gently  run  their  hand  down  my  muse’s  face

[ caught ]  for  your  muse  to  catch  my  muse  wearing  their  shirt .

[ love letter ]  for  your  muse  to  give  my  muse  a  love  letter  they  wrote  for  them

[ boop ]  for  your  muse  to  boop  my  muse  on  the  nose

[ date ]  for  my muse  to  ask  your  muse  to  go  on  a  date

[ confess ]  for my muse  to  confess  their  feelings  to  your  muse

[ sleepy ]  for  my muse  to  slowly  fall  alseep  on  your muse

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Lady Washington

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The Lady Washington and The Providenece looking very pretty in the lowering sunlight. Steveston July 2019

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@justcallmejolly hi i love you

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[quietly peeks onto the dash]

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dustsceawvng‌:

Kisses for…….. HATTER! accepting ❤  @justcallmejolly​

        Jolly’s lips had left tingles on his, kisses being so FOREIGN to the tea-dealer for quite a long time. And they were not alike the occasional kisses he had gotten before from random tea addicts he had gotten comfortable with, seeking any sense or real feelings, PEARLS  as they call them. This was TRUE.           A blooming smile tugged at his lips, his hands on each side of her hips. There were small laughs and hushes as he kept her between his embrace and the trunk of a tree. Feeling young again, kissing and snuggling in the middle of the orest.         ❛ We shouldn’t make noise Jolly, the Jabberwock’s around… I’ll find my cheese and then we can go back to the Tea House yeah? ❜   

She GIGGLED despite his warning, lips quick and repeated along his and she relaxed against the tree trunk. His hands gentle on her hips and her hands lightly grasping the lapels of his coat. Her heart FLUTTERED in her chest, tiny little butterflies beat against her ribs and never had she felt quite like this before. She loved her captain, aye-- this was different. The things she felt with Hatter were unlike anything she’d ever experienced and something she never wanted to be rid of.

Cheese. Of course, that was why they were here to begin with.

“You say that, but I’ve never seen it,” she whispered her tease, just in case it was nearby, waiting to jump out and have them as a snack. Her hand lifted and slid behind his neck, fingers lightly playing in his hair, eyes fixated on his and she wished she could say the colour in her cheeks was from the sun, but they both knew it wasn’t. “I can be quiet.”

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dustsceawvng‌:

       ❛ Alright, I promise I’ll think about it should the necessity arises. ❜  Hatter said, and he meant it. If anything Hatter was a man of his word. Sure he could stray just a little bit sometimes, but 99% of the times he would be an honest man ( contrary to popular belief )  to those he cared about.  At least he was now, compared to some of the years in his past, he was somewhat an honest man.            ❛ Life in Wonderland is risky Jolly, I can’t promise you that you will be safe all the time but I’ll protect you. I’ve got my sledgehammer, I’ve got my bottles, I’ve got my gun and boat, we can go into the woods for a while if needed be. ❜     ❛ Talking ‘bout that. Would you like to go out somewhere? Or are you keeping me hostage here? ❜

Good. At least, now he had the option, should he choose to use it. Besides, nobody would think her anything but a young woman just by looking at her and she preferred to keep it that way. “Never hurts to have a back up plan, my silly Hatter.” Or two or three should things get bad.

“Life is risky,” She replied with a small smile and a light tap to his nose. She had been a naval ship before a pirate ship and those few centuries had brought bloodshed in many forms. Jolly was no stranger to the art of survival, she’d been taught by the best after all (rest his soul).

“And where might we go?” The wood was full of it’s own beasties and it was a little chilly for a sail around the sea. “Are you asking to take me out somewhere proper? I just might blush.”

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Killian being hotter than hell → (28/∞)

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