#text: sparrow

[screaming-sparrow]

their utter swaglessness has bewitched me

[sapphiccyranodebergerac]

some potc text posts. joining @imagopirateversion ‘s quest of bringing the potc fandom back one meme at a time. i made these myself so sorry bout the crappy quality <3 (esp on the barbossa one :/)

[chick-it-out]

[arrestedexgirlfriendafterhigh]

Just learned that when school lets out Kitty & Lizzie stay at the school with the White Queen but are pretty much left to roam free after breakfast check in.

[bruciemilf]

Now I’m thinking of Alpha Martha scooping in like “is anybody going to love and cherish that omega” and not waiting for an answer. She uses every Wayne gala to flaunt her Omega and later, pup in Carmine’s face. The only reason she hasn’t killed him yet is that seeing his rage and sad plans to get Thomas back is amusing and if it ever comes down to that Thomas deserves the honors.

Gosh, I’m starting to fall in love with that concept. Just imagine stern browed, lethally beautiful Captain Martha Kane, infamously known for her service in the military.

She reeks of bloodied snow, and sweet pomegranate with a note of petrichor. Of gunpowder, grainy and dark and rich, and of something so alluringly nameless Thomas can’t shake off.

The rumors about her hawk like gaze aren’t just rainwater.

Her look is made of storms and winter and Thomas shivers when he sees her for the first time, walking aimlessly around Gotham’s museum. His mother’s museum.

Carmine’s now, legally.

She stops just besides him, — she’s tiny, for an alpha, and he’s big for an omega, and for a moment, Thomas feels vindicated. So they had anomalies, too. Good. They earned it.

“Beautiful.”

She’s referring to the exhibit they’re admiring together. She has to be. Thomas stays quiet.

“What’s your opinion about it? I’ve visited her hundreds of times and I just can’t understand it. Not correctly, I think.”

He scoffs, but otherwise, the silence continues to expand.

Of course no Alpha understands The Good Omega.

Right above them, exposed almost proudly, imprisoned behind a thin layer of glass with rose gold framing, with delicate ivory marbled in, The Good Omega displays an omega women kneeling by her alpha.

It’s not intricate, or complex in composition. It translates well, and it’s just detailed enough.

Her mouth is sewn shut.

It’s a blood painting.

“She used to be an artist, I believe, “ Martha continues, with just the barest twitch of discomfort in her face, but she doesn’t allow her attention to shift. “I thought maybe you’d have a better perspective about it.”

“I’m not allowed to speak to you. As you well know.”

She pauses for a bit. “I apologize. You have no collar on. Your alpha didn’t pick one yet?”

He hums. “He can collar me when I’m in the ground.”

Oddly enough, that answer satisfies her. Pomegranate blossoms on his tongue.

“It’s freedom,” he continues, not really caring about customs. He already defies them daily. “It means freedom.”

Martha listens, but she huffs, half confused, half incredulous. “That doesn’t look like freedom to me. “

“That’s because you’re used to it,” He grits, turning his own gaze on her. He’s been told he smells horrible when he’s angry. He hopes this tiny, beautiful alpha chokes on it.

“Suffering is the only freedom omegas have. It forces you to look, to awknolege. There’s no exits The freedom of existing, that’s all we got.” He scoffs, not even noticing she’s clingy to every little sound.

“ Enjoy it while you can. Its going in the junkyard next week.”

“The junkyard?” She echoes, almost offended by the idea, but the casual insult. “Who’d throw away something like this, omega? It’s too valuable. “

Omega.

Thomas wants to purr and he rages, almost.

His smile is nasty, and full of teeth, and he’s grown to love how alphas cringe at the sight of it. Not this one, thought. This little beast stares at it like it’s living art.

“The same people you fight for. Thank you for your service, alpha.”

Thomas turns, not bothering to bow, excuse himself, or make a respectful exit. One good thing about being a rich omega is that he follows no rules his alpha doesn’t specify.

Nowhere did Carmine say he wasn’t allowed to ditch gorgeous alphas.

—

“You’re back rather early, Madame,” Alfred greets her with a kiss on one of her brow, soft as anything, his like tea, blueberry and dark chocolate scent hugging her deeply.

He takes a whiff of her, frowns, both in intrigue and concern. “…Why do you smell like unhappy omega?”

“Alfred,” She says, “I want to retire. Would you be a darling and contact my lawyer?”

“Oh, thank heavens. Anything else?”

Martha’s gaze bleeds blue, her thighs buzzing with the sneer of Thomas’ anger still, “Can you ask him if I can legally kidnap a taken omega?”

[zil-street]

I know that both Lark and Sparrow were targeted by the angels, but I’m taking the fact that another one didn’t go for Lark after Sparrow got caught as a sign that Willy just thought, “Well, if I get one, the other is gonna be too emotionally unstable to actually do anything.”

[i-dont-know-anything-anymore]

Pirates of The Caribbean + Text Posts

[krembruleed]

1/7

[read here]

[agent-sapphire]

just noticed Five doesn't even react when how Ben dies is revealed... s4 Five truly did not give a shit about his siblings cause what the fuck-

[queenburd]

@lexumpysfunland since you were curious abt the comic format and ppl were being really nice abt this thing. Repost with focused panels and text.

It’s funny, I guess he and Walter have a lot more in common than they realize.

(Anyway man’s about to go sit in a new parable that’s much less fair to its Stanley and pine for a bit. He REALLY misses his own.)

(The old fool can go by Gregory or Atlas, if you’re curious.)

[faramir-stan]

[babacontainsmultitudes]

Sparrow

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[leafatlaw]

Keeperchampion, On ex best friends and losing more than you ever had

tumblr post by @/chateauofmymind// Never Let Me Down, Depeche Mode// tumblr post by @/galactic-mystic-writes// Unknown// San Cristobal, Mal Blum// Unknown// tumblr post by @/tiredbtw// Richard Silken, War of the Foxes// JRWI Blood in the Bayou, Epsiode 4

[arrestedexgirlfriendafterhigh]

convinced the second one is a legit kitty quote

update: HELP “lots and lots and lots and lots” in the kitty cheshire voice has become a VOCAL STIM

T_T

[thewingedwolf]

luther: the golden child

diego: the mastermind

allison: the peace keeper

klaus: the clown / mascot

five: the rebel / truth teller

ben: the lost child

viktor: the scapegoat

is this something i think this is something