#Redbeard

[anerdynerd]

Holmes, Watson and their dogs :]

Love these guys, had a 10/10 time drawing them, gonna share the reel I did with these later too

[fyeahygocardart]

Plunder Patroll Shipyarrrd

[johnwatsonistrans]

i’m still mad about Dr. John Hamish Watson answering the question “what type of bones?” with “i don’t know? small?” he’s a doctor. he would recognize human bones!

[f1nchl0cke]

Live Redbeard Reaction

[stingrayextraordinaire]

Scooby-Doo Villains Moodboards // Redbeard's Ghost

It was over 300 years ago that Redbeard the pirate was the terror of the seven seas. When my ancestors brought him to justice, he vowed to return and avenge himself. And now he has.

[starsilversword]

This is literally Gigolas.

[oxalisvulcanicola]

This is supposed to be Mycroft's flashback and the dog is there. In a way I appreciate how this shows just how far he will go to cover up the truth, but it also opens up for another possibility that I am exploring. There was a dog, but it wasn't at all like Sherlock remembered it.

[7552locked]

Jeannette is a Sherlock mirror and she says "I don't have a dog" and "Jeannette" is a variation of the name John. So the "I don't have a dog" (Sherlock didn't have a dog friend, it was another child) narrative is a part of John's imagination.

[wipbigbang]

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[foseker]

Amd here we are.

After a long time second half of Scooby Doo X Robot Masters project.

And with those, 1st season of "scooby doo, where are you!" Is complete.

2nd season soon?

[scottlocked-hunt]

I that am lost...oh who...will find me...

In a land far away from curious eyes, where you could live life the way you want, where no one took notice of day and night, there lived two gruff pirates named Redbeard and Yellowbeard. They scavenged the land and the sea, searching for gold and delectables, never stopping to think what time it was, or whether they should go to sleep and whatnot..

But on that island also lived The East Wind. She had watched Redbeard and Yellowbeard play all day and had loads and loads of fun. But then, The East Wind also wanted to play with them. She blew/ran up to them and said, “Yellowbeard, Yellowbeard, can I also be a pirate and play with you? Pretty please?”

But then Yellowbeard did not want to play with the East Wind. 

“No,” the pirate said firmly, “we do not want to play with you.” 

The East Wind sorrowfully turned away, brushing aside a stray tear. Yes, she was a bit of an intellectual individual. But even sunshines had their blue days. But being an advanced person, this took a greater toll on herself and her mind turned against her and sowed doubts and accusations into her mind.

‘Yellowbeard thinks you’re stupid.’

‘No he doesn’t. He’s my friend.’

‘He didn’t want to play with you. He hates you.’

‘How do you know that?’

‘We don’t want to play with you. We hate you.’

‘No.’ she implored.

Yes.’ her mind said.

‘...yes…they hate me….he hates me…yes…I will make him pay…’

That night was very windy. That’s because the wind blew straight from the East, into the house of a red-haired boy by the name of Redbeard.

 The very next day, Yellowbeard ran to Redbeard’s house to play together.

“Ahoy, mate! Come on…let’s search for pearls and mermaids!”

…

“Redbeard! Where are you?”

No reply.

Yellowbeard was surprised. Redbeard would never ignore him. Where did Redbeard go?? 

Wait. The East Wind would know! They were friends with her too, you know. Yellowbeard ran up to her house and asked-

“East Wind! East Wind! Have you seen Redbeard, my good friend?”

He only heard a faint humming noise. That song….was oddly familiar.

“East Wind? Where’s Yellowbeard?”

“I that am lost,” she sang and put the kettle on, “oh who will find me…deep down below…the old beech tree…”

“...eastwind?”

“Help me succor me, now the east winds blow…sixteen by six brother and under we go….”

Yellowbeard stood there, stunned to move. Below the old beech tree…sixteen by six…under…

“Be not afraid…to walk…in the shade…”

Yellowbeard felt his breath constrict with emotion. The East Wind was giving him a clue. 

She winked at him.

“Save one, save all, come try…

“My footsteps - five by seven. Life is closer to heaven…”

The kettle shrilly cried out, as if experiencing the agony of it all, the nerve-racking pain. Yellowbeard jumped in spite of himself. 

“Look down with a dark gaze from…on high.” Yellowbeard felt his heart soar and sink at the same time. There was a way. There was a way to rescue Redbeard. But he had to do it quickly. He gathered himself and ran…ran…ran…to the Beech Tree.

“Sixteen by six…”he measured. 

Hmph. 

The Geo skills the Iceman taught him was paying off. 

He quickly grabbed a spare shovel from the ground (the one he and Redbeard had been playing with; he tried to stop the nostalgic tears) and dug like mad, the dirt staining his fingernails and his sweat dripping down his temple. Salty tears trailing down his cheeks as he let out an unearthly sob. Crouched over the now enlarging hole he choked back a sob and continued toiling, toiling for his friend’s life.

Day became night and night became day again. The ray of the crack of dawn shone in his face and he dropped back to the ground, drained of all energy, that pestering weakness in his elbows, the callouses on his hands, heaving in and out. He had been digging for…how long? He didn’t know. 

God. There was nothing. Empty. He’d been digging all day and night but there was nothing. Yellowbeard wasn’t there. An uneasy emptiness filled him and his emotions threatened to break and his body wanted to curl up and cry for the rest of his life. But his conscience had better things to do. 

He practically broke into The East Wind’s house, swaying like a drunken sailor.

“EAST WIND?! WHERE ARE YOU?!”

At the sound of him screaming, she patiently slithered down the stairs. Seeing her so serene and unaffected, his emotions took control of him, and he sank to the floor, cheeks flushed and eyes red.

“Please,” he begged, “where is he?”

“I that am lost-”

“No,” he cried out, “I went to the beech tree. I marked the spot from the tree, sixteen by six. I dug and dug and dug and dug and found nothing. Please, where is he? What have you done to him?”

“The song is the answer.” she giggled in a singy-songy voice, and slithered away, leaving Yellowbeard utterly devastated. He rose to his feet, painstakingly and retired to his house, rubbing at his eyes.

I wonder how I’ll get you to see the sadness emanating from him.

The pain, oh the pain. It struck his heart and broke it. 

His first friend.

His one and only friend.

He glanced at his reflection on a pond and collapsed to the floor in a heap, sobbing his heart out. Tremors racked his frail body, unearthly cries of hurt.

For when he always saw his reflection, he would see his best friend Redbeard alongside him.

And now, he didn't.

[tepi666]

Lego Pirates set 6243 SLOP Review | Le Boat

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[columba1234]

What’s your favourite elf and fairy character (personality and colour palette)?

Personality wise, I love Holly, Strawberry, Nanny Plum, Redbeard, Wise Old Elf and Barnaby, and Ben is underrated in my opinion

Colour palette wise: Fleur, Barnaby, Lizzy, Nettle and Tarquin’s colour palette are my faves. Strawberry’s colour palette is good too (in my opinion)

[f1nchl0cke]

uhuhhhhhh march 2024 art

over the garden wall but holmes brothers im very original and cool

[therecordchanger62279]

A Redbeard show I'm particularly fond of commemorates the early years of Jethro Tull. Ian Anderson reminisces.

[msclaritea]

you know buddy, I think you’re drinking too much QAnon juice. Henry Cavill is not a fucking sex predator. Coming from a wealthy family does not mean you are Freemason or secretly apart of some kind of crazy cabal. What the fuck are you even on about, and no that was not an actual question it was rhetorical because ffs man. Furthermore, your literal banner is of Dr Strange and your posts are marvel. You have allowed your obsessions to blind your reality. This kind of thinking is dangerous and scary that the idea that people can like both DC and Marvel and it not be some kind of Illuminati construct is so crazy to you, you turn to blind items and rumors to find confirmation biases that don’t fucking exist. You sound ridiculous but what’s worse is your thinking is actually, genuinely harmful. There are real pedos in the world. Blindly accusing people that have NO history of this on a gossip blog to subconsciously boost your fandom’s credibility is so disgusting and outrageous that it’s almost cartoonish. You can dislike an actor, fine. I’m not defending him in the sense that I’m trying to convince you to suddenly be his fanboy. It’s much deeper and more serious of an issue. Creating false stories and trying to make other people believe them because you don’t like that people like him? Get a fucking life, and take a good long look in the mirror as to what you’ve become. People like you need their internet access removed and be put into some intensive fucking therapy.

BTW blind items are not real. Most all of them are debunked. The very few of them that turn out to be true do not mean anything. A broke clock is right twice a day. Go back to 4chan.

Looks like I'm not the only one wondering why studios keep throwing good money, down the drain, trying to make this man a likeable star. It's not going to happen and don't even try to put his downfall on one person. There's a stack of Tiktok videos, warning people about Cavill. AND, I'll say whatever the fuck I want. Just let us all know, are you from Sunshine Sachs, WMA or just a run of the mill Scientology boob?

And one last question: Who's Redbeard? I already know, and I know Cavill knows. But, do you?