#gay pirate

[poseidonscove]

A Pirates Life for Me

[friendofthecrows]

My favorite aesthetics of this year are the mad scientist craze and the gay pirates. I have no idea how to do both at once but...i want to...

[the-genderfluid-mermaid]

HAPPY PRIDE MONTH YOU SCALLYWAGS 🏳️‍🌈🏴‍☠️

The show is: Our Flag Means Death

[sprictercatalog]

ari update

hello friends it has been an hour since my stay on tumblr and my dash is filled with gay pirates thank you @pixethena

[applesfallingfromblondehair]

On vacation in Paris(!) so haven’t been sending in as many unhinged anon asks but the video of him kissing the security guard and then the guard going back in for the neck kiss?? So relatable. And also… mmmhmmm his neck

GOD I know. And Matty's the one who pulled him back in 👀

[altman-ill]

Gay Pirate Dressing Gown Project

In a moment of weakness I indulged in the gay pirate velvet fabric and the hottest of hot pink silk.

I've got it rolled up protectively and have literally been sleeping with it next to my pillow. Mostly because the cat is a little too interested in it and I'm not leaving it vulnerable to her late night shenanigans.

A couple of years ago in a fit of boredom I sewed myself a drape-y, flow-y, extremely-loosely-kimono-inspired robe out of an old duvet cover. I didn't use a pattern as I was a) making it up as I went and b) trying to use the fabric as efficiently as possible. I had to leave it behind when I moved and, unexpectedly, missed wafting around in a queen duvet amount of fabric.

So, while I enjoy the costumes on the show I'm going in a stylistically different direction. My pinterest board for this project is mainly stuff like this:

Thanks for my hunt to figure out what those horizontal drapes on the back could possibly be called (cocoon!) I have discovered the designer Poiret. He was definitely appropriating styles from the middle east and east asia, but also developed quintessentially 1920s garments. At least according to this beautiful art book I checked out from the library:

It turns out a lot of this is cleverly draped single lengths of velvet - which won't work at all with the patterned fabric unless I want birds who don't give a shit about gravity. Which I don't.

But I do want this cocoon shape. Very badly. And a fainting couch.

[all-things-de-niro]

I've always loved Stardust, specifically for this ☝️

[sapphire-and-ice]

Update day! Read The Pirate and the Princess on:

Webtoon CANVAS

Tapas

[bribritenma]

Our omens means shadows

[coisarine]

Based on this twitter prompt: https://twitter.com/ATimelessChild/status/1533609087350542336 i made my version as a drawing! So, it looked a lot as a vampire, so its a vampirate! 

[gay-salt-amber]

Isaac drops he makes-out with Rielle at RSA was totally him just pissing the boy off

Rielle: Get off my school's grounds!

Isaac: Whatever you say sucker fish, let me know when the hicks heal *walks off*

Arie: *cackles hard*

Neige: Rielle, why???

Rielle: I-It's not-

Arie: I CAN'T FUCKING BREATH-

Arie prolly runs over to Esther dying and Esther is so confused

Arie: Esther hold me I'm gonna fucking fall holy shit- pfft

Esther: *genuine concern* okay???

[edscuntyeyeshadow]

the way some people reacted to David Jenkins and Neil Gaiman saying their shows would only have 3 seasons is so funny because I saw so many feeling devastated while I am so relieved and relaxed about it. don’t get me wrong I love getting more content with the characters I love but… normalize cohesive storytelling. normalize ENDINGS. do you REALLY want another s*pernatural????

[hansoeii]

Do you think of me?

[mylordshesacactus]

So my family has a Gay Pirate Plate.

Stay with me.

We do not know how the hell the Gay Pirate Plate was first acquired. This being a point of contention is actually pretty plot-relevant; the saga of the Gay Pirate Plate began with my grandmother and her sister, who, for some ungodly reason, both BADLY wanted the Gay Pirate Plate and believed it to be rightfully theirs.

I should back up, firstly, to establish: The Gay Pirate Plate is the cheapest, tackiest, ugliest plate in existence.

It is in no way a collector’s item. It is physically impossible for it to complement anyone’s decor, because the colors in it are garish. It’s just a ceramic plate with a gay pirate painted on it, and the painting is, this cannot be emphasized enough, extremely bad.

(How do we know the pirate is gay if he’s just posing on a plate? Listen. Fully 100% to stereotype, but he is. He is gay. There’s an energy. That pirate is a flaming homosexual. That pirate has sex with men and does it frequently. That pirate is fucking gay, all right, he just is.)

Anyway. The point is that this is an extremely cheap and ugly plate with a poorly-executed painting of pirate on it who is like a nine on the Kinsey scale.

My grandmother and her sister fought a blood feud over this plate for their entire lives. It would be on the wall in my grandma’s house, and then her sister would visit, and then it would be gone. She’d visit her sister and the plate would be on the wall and her sister would pretend it had always been there. She would steal it back, hang it up, and, when her sister visited, pretend it had always been there. This continued for DECADES.

When the sister died, the Gay Pirate Plate lived triumphantly in my grandmother’s house. And then my grandmother died. And my aunt, who had lived with her and been her carer throughout her life, rightfully inherited their house.

We visit my aunt after the funeral and stay with her for a week or two.

Me, my sister, and our dad. Her brother.

The three of us look at each other. We don’t say anything. We studiously avoid making eye contact with the Gay Pirate Plate mounted proud and ugly on the wall. We notice one another studiously avoiding looking at it. We notice one another noticing. We say nothing. We come to a silent consensus. We pack up to leave. We get in the van. Our aunt comes out to say goodbye. I loudly announce I need to use the restroom before we leave. She obviously stays outside to continue talking to my dad.

I take down the Gay Pirate Plate, stuff it under my oversized sweatshirt, go outside, and get in the van. She happily waves goodbye as we drive off.

Two days later my dad gets a phone call that opens with hysterical laughter and “You FUCKING ASSHOLE did you seriously STEAL THE PLATE--”

Anyway. The gay pirate plate lives in my dad’s house currently.

But he’s trying to get me and my sister out to visit him. And plate mounts are cheap.

[jomarchswritingjacket]

if you’re gay then you dream of being at least one of these

feel free to replace gay with bi, pan, lesbian, ace, etc.

(and yes i did delete the original poll so i could add the gay vampire option)

[cousinsam]

somebody at my dual diagnosis residential treatment center said I should be an influencer; is this gayer pirate Lewk influencer level or nah?