#Investable Oceans

[eddieintheocean]

have u guys ever seen a sexier spreadsheet

[shannananan]

i hope we can all at least agree that the MVP of the season was blackbeard's wig. girl was putting the work in like rent was due and she deserves all the awards

[venstm]

I have a vivid image of neuvillette, stripped of his jacket and just wearing that frilly looking shirt, just rolled up to the elbows and standing in knee deep water just staring wistfully out into the ocean.

[melodyofthevoid]

Last to Remember

It took some doing to craft nine small memorials, get the candles, make the small wooden vessels, all the steps she’d been taught, without getting caught in the act. She knew Louis kept a close eye on his matches and he probably wouldn’t appreciate the theft, so she had to be sneaky. Plus candles were enough of a necessity that Mariza almost almost felt bad snatching a few from the hold.

This wasn’t her ship, wasn’t her stock to take at her will. But these were small debts. She’d repay them eventually.

Delta’s ship had made landfall just off of the coast of Whitford, after she’d made something of an ass of herself attempting to get help from a captain who’d in no uncertain terms wanted her gone. Plus she needed supplies, as one of the few non-mer on the ship. Luckily it also gave her the chance to do this.

One by one, she set the small pieces of wood onto the lapping waves with the candles on top, setting a flower beside it. If Mariza had a bit more time, she would’ve bought a trinket for each of them too. But this worked well enough. For the largest one though, she did tear off a small piece of her— his- coat. It was the least she could do.

For a while, she sat on the beach, watching the moon’s light ripple over the waves. The barest hint of a breeze blew by, so the sea barely moved at all, the horizon endless. Sometimes Helena talked about poetry, how writers in little rooms on land tried to use words to describe the sea and use it to mean something else. She’d called it stupid at the time, and it still was stupid, but she understood the urge a bit more.

“Well, I wondered where you’d run off to, wasn’t expecting a candlelight dinner.”

Mariza flinched as Delta called from behind her, cursing herself for getting startled. The captain approached with a half grin that slowly fell as she looked over the whole scene. Eyes widening as something clicked in her head.

“Oh. Did I- Am I interrupting something?”

“Yeah, but since you’re here, you may as well help me light all these so they can go off at once. Make yourself useful.”

“One of these days we’re going to leave you behind. I swear,” Delta's voice didn’t have any bite behind it, and the soft tone made something in Mariza’s heart shift, “you never stop do you?”

“Nope, I think that’s part of my charm.”

Delta rolled her eyes, but took one of the matches anyway, carefully lighting Rey, Al, Helena, and Arthur’s candles. Mariza stopped her before she got to Varan’s. Thankfully she took the hint and waited as Mariza did her part, lighting a wick for Ash, for Thomas, for Patch, for Elaine. For her… for her captain. For Varan. Her hand hesitated over the final one before she lit it and pushed it into the smooth surf, willing their journey beyond to at least be peaceful.

While it would be funny, in a twisted way, if they sunk now, she just wanted this.

“Nine’s a lot to light off at once. That’s how many were on your old crew then?”

Mariza nodded, watching the small lights flicker a bright orange on the inky black sea. Growing smaller and smaller as they floated into the distance.

“Mhm, close as any crew could be.”

“That uh, that must have been rough. It’s hard, when that happens.”

“I always knew that we weren’t going to live forever, I wasn’t stupid. We’d lost crew before. Every ship does. I guess… I never expected to be the last one standing.”

In truth, it made her feel small. Like there was some joke the world had made she wasn’t in on.

“Not sure anyone ever expects that.”

True. Varan had told a few stories, once he thought she was old enough, about the crew-mates he’d lost over the years. You didn’t go into piracy for safety, he’d said, but a chance to be remembered. Sometimes that meant glory, sometimes riches, sometimes for infamy, but that was it at the end of the day. Mariza squared up her shoulders, standing up now. Ignoring the flick of turquoise light in the corners of her vision. She had bigger fish to fry, so to speak.

Whatever this was, it wouldn’t stop her.

“I’m the one who lived, so I have to keep going. They have to be remembered by someone. What’s the point if I don’t make it? So I’ll live, no matter what it takes.”

“Cheers to that,” Delta mimed raising a glass, “and I was kidding about ditching you. You fit in well here.”

“Told you,” Mariza stuck out her tongue, “it’s part of my charm.”

“Did it work on them?”

Mariza let out a small laugh.

“Of course it did.”

“You’ll have to tell me about it some time then.”

“I might. I might.”

“Now come on, we’ve got to head out of here soon. We’re running low on coin, and there’s some good ports not far-”

“I’m familiar.”

“Good,” Delta bared all her sharpened teeth in a lopsided grin, “now let's get out of here.”

It wasn’t lost on Mariza that this was the longest she’d thought about her crew, her family since the beast. After so long trying to just survive, the extra time to breathe reminded her of the names she almost called on deck. The people she expected to see when she turned her head. The person she still looked towards, even as she wore the only piece of him she had left.

She wouldn’t let that thing get the best of her. Pulling her coat on around her, Mariza headed towards the ship, hoping for a good night’s sleep after all of… that. It was off her chest now, and that’s what mattered.

That, and making sure she snuck Louis some coin to replace his matches.

[garochetarkinslicersimlish]

Unnecessary cellphones

Unnecessary communications devices

Reprogramming backlogs

Estimated time of completion

Return on investment

Devices too full of information related to devices' locations to perform additional functions

Devices too full of information to perform additional functions

[senatortedcruz]

Following my dreams and chasing what I want would be so much easier if I didn’t kinda like my job

[moszeel]

Girl who claims to be #Normal but then has beef with a literal whale 

[arolesbianism]

Working more on the local group of Synchronized Light and hoo boy. There's smth wrong with these guys.

[xx-katisnothere-xx]

They haven’t even released yet but you see these Stone Ocean plushies? They’re already one of my holy grails.

I JUST WANT ONE. I DON’T CARE WHICH ONE BUT JUST ONE PLEASE THEY’RE SO CUTE!!!!! 😭😭😭

[lordofthestrix]

A trembling chess board about to fall. And the last look you give when you are forced to realize it is over. Everything following this point, he makes sure is about his sister. This is the final glance Tristan allowed himself. I wrote about Tristan and endings before. As a follow up to that: I think it is very harmoniously thematic for Hayley's promise to Tristan before sending him to drown in the ocean to be "You will be forgotten." And to encounter him again because, even after all coherent, practical methods of keeping him on the board are gone, The Strix had not given up on him. Tristan's last declarations of difference between him and Elijah are some of those quotes I don't insanely over-analyze all that much compared to others. And that's because I think they are instances of Tristan sincerely expressing his view without any other persuasion or double meaning involved: "You realize that I'm here because my people love me? You're here because those very same people loathe you. You have driven them to this." "... But nothing more important than how to not be you. Where you betray, I remain loyal. Where you abandon, I remain." Tristan is...Wicked. In numerous ways. But amid that viciousness I always enjoyed that he stays truthful to his very particular set of exclusively personal loyalties and extremely singular interpretation of honor. In a way it is a bittersweet end for someone even Elijah describes as "pathologically devoted", assuring danger in his kind of acute loyalty. I think in the end it would have meant something for him. To know that after all those centuries his Strix were willing to try to return the favor.

[spock-smokes-weed]

The bromanaces in one piece are so good

The bromance between luffy and zoro

Zoro and Sanji’s rivalry and bromance

Usopp’s care for everyone

All these bros love their bros so much and would die for them.

[signs-of-the-moon]

I'm still working on posts for thr responsibilities for each job in the Land's Star, but I also wanna start brainstorming lore stories as well. Like tales the elders would tell. I've got a few ideas. Eventually I might put up a poll to have people vote on which one I write first

[king0fbr0kenhearts]

I AM SO COMPLETELY LOST ON THE LORE OF THE RTC RP AND AT THIS POINT I AM TOO AFRAID TO ASK. WHO TURNED VIRGIL INTO A RAT? TIFFANY OR THE FUCKING DEMON? WHERE DID THE DEMON COME FROM? WHAT'S THE PLOT? I AM SO LOST I NEED A MAP A THIS POINT

[peaches2217]

oh i’m glad you found a perfume you like! it’s never been my thing but i’ve enjoyed reading your posts about them 👍🏽

I'm glad I haven't been too annoying about it 😅 Admittedly I've got several I like! It's been a challenge primarily choosing which major perfume to invest in first, because they're so expensive. Ganymede is probably the most expensive of the bunch, but it's also my favorite by quite a wide margin.

Other pricier perfumes I know for a fact I want, because now I wanna gush about and share my favorites:

Beyond Romance

La Vie Est Belle Iris Absolu

Grey Vetiver

L'Interdit

Eau de Soleil Blanc

And pretty much like, all of Jimmy Choo's femme fragrances.

So the challenge isn't so much finding what I like, it's figuring out what I like most so I can decide which purchase to make next. 😆

[blaacknoir]

I'm currently thinking about @unexpectederawhilesubmitting's post about the Time Loop Doctors, and as much I'm not 100% on board with how it was executed, or with what RTD's doing overall, I think I like this. I think I can live with this.

Because... who hasn't wanted to be Fifteen? Who hasn't wanted to go up to a past version of themselves and say "Hey, I know you. I see you. I love you. And I can promise that this will be better. This will pass, and things will be good again."

And who hasn't wanted to be Fourteen? Who hasn't wanted a future version of themselves from five, ten, twenty years in the future to hug them and say, "It's okay. It hurts, but it will be worth it. You will survive and you'll be better than ever. You will be brilliant, you will be fantastic, and everything will be okay."

Nobody is harder on the Doctor than himself. And honest to god I think hearing from himself that it's going to be okay is what helps heal him. Even if he forgets it on the surface (because Time Lords can't remember meeting themselves), I like to think that gives him a deep-set comfort, a bone-clenching feeling of peace, that allows him to move on.

[spaceagebachelorstan]

my interests tend to be incredibly specific (eg if im really into a piece of media i tend to only focus on one character and am generally disinterested in anything not related to them) but i get so irrationally scared that making content of only that specific part is somehow rude or insensitive to the media as a whole or people who like the rest of that media so i can never make content of only the thing im interested in and end up only posting whole media fanart and stuff or having any shipping content have general points or multiple ships despite the fact that its my account and i can do what i want with it. it transcends favourite character at this point they are actually my whole life and everything i think about includes them even if its only my imagination or thinking about how theyd react to something irl happening to me