#your gift

[weedprincess]

i was good at being naughty… does that count santa?

[humorousturkeywinnerflap]

PhotographerxFirst Officer

Joseph x Jose

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“By death, we are seperated, but i hope that...

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After a long but successful sea voyage, all members of Baden's fleet gathered under the cantin to hold a celebratory party. Drinking for a while, everyone is brave and drunk enough to ask what is on their mind now.

“Captain, i have a question. Do you have some kind of magic that makes our trip avoid all the storm?” This one is from Emma, the shining flower of the fleet.

“Only on this trip? Oh please, i have been on this ship for 2 years and haven’t been caught up in heavy rain even once, lady.” Kevin, the brave warrior but weak against women, interrupted.

The captain Jose answered with a dry laugh, “No, i am afraid i have nothing like that. I’m just an ordinary captain. With a little luck.”

“A little luck?!” His long-time friend and the oldest member of the ship, Demi speaks up, “What kind of thing are you high on? I don’t see you drink that much pal.”

“It’s over 5 years since i stepped on this ship, and you know what. I can count the number of rain we met with one hand. If you say this isn’t magic, then i don’t know what it is.”

“Alright alright. There is indeed magic, but not from me.” Getting called out like that Jose, without excuses, takes out the sun amulet on his necklace. “It’s from the God i worshipped.”

“WHAT?!?” The crews shout in unison.

“Since when you joined a religion?” Demi raises her eyebrows, also raises a question.

“6 years ago.”

“Isn’t it when the incident happened? The one that only you survived.” Demi remembers. Back then, when she heard the news of the sunk ship, she looked around everywhere and was glad to find Jose in the hospital losing an eye and a hand, but still alive. Better that than a corpse. What she didn’t understand is why he insisted on coming back to sea.

“Yeah, that one.”

“What happened that time, Jose?” Demi asks with worry in her voice.

Jose takes one look at everyone and sees the expecting eyes from his crews. He sighs “It’s late. I’m going to sleep. You all enjoy yourselves.” With that sentence, he leaves the cabin.

Everyone left looks at each other, more questions in their mind now, until Demi claps to catch their attention, “He will tell us once he is ready to tell us. Until then, nobody forces him. Am I clear?”

“Yes, madam!!!”

Next morning, Jose comes up to the deck alone with two glasses of rum. He puts one down and clicks his glass with it.

Looking down at the rum in his own glass, Jose mumbles, “That one is for you. Thank for keeping me safe this time too.”

“The sea is dangerous, i know it better than everyone else in this ship,” he looks up to the sky, no black clouds in sight, “but i can’t stop going to the sea. Can’t stop remembering you.”

Finishing the glass in one go, Jose notices that there is sunlight hitting his face. 

The sun also comes up now.

Jose watches the sun rising. “It’s really beautiful as you said. There is no place to watch the sunrise better than at sea. Hm, can’t agree with you more.”

“Hope that in death we will meet again, dear Joseph.”

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...in death, we will meet again.”

[jgonzane]

@shorty1382 Happy birthday, I wish you a wonderful day, and may all your dreams come true. I hope you like my gift. I send you a virtual hug🤗🎁🎊🎉👏👏

[terrible-claw-lobster]

I made this for my valentine

[diba-best-music]

Choose Your GIFT Challenge: Are You a LUCKY Person? 🎁 #4giftbox #wouldyo...

[ruebner]

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[altobug83]

What do you think of Joyofsatan.org? They claim to follow the Greek Gods, they support abortion, they follow gay Pagan Gods and they’re the largest Pagan group in the world.

huh. Can't say I have much opinion cuz you just told me about them But, have this fishes

[wasabi-gumdrop]

Kabru has a secret admirer in the castle!

[haridraws]

The Great Library: illustration for Into the Tower (x)

[somerandomdudelmao]

GUYS. GIRLS. TUMBLR CREATURES

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I OFFICIALLY HAVE A NEW TABLET NOW

THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU

It’s an Ipad 9. (I had an Ipad 7 previously and it’s almost dead by now)

And yes, I scrolled all way down my ko fi notifications for these names🧡

It’s amazing oh my god. I don’t have to delete something every time I want to draw to save memory anymore jrjfbfhjgjggk

[chloesimaginationthings]

IDK IF ANYONE HAS ASKED YET BUT LIKE...WHEN IS YOUR BIRTHDAY????

Today’s my birthday! 🎉

[weedprincess]

want to open up your gifts?😈🎁

[seiwas]

you wear katsuki’s clothes to bed.

among all your cotton and silk pajamas, you prefer the thinning fabric of his faded tees. there are holes in some of them, just a few more seams away from their undoing as they fit far too large on you—but that’s why you love them.

they’re comfy and worn; lived in with love from the man that you love. when katsuki is gone for days or weeks at a time, you find his warmth intertwined within the threads of his t-shirts. when the fabric presses against your back, the bed doesn’t feel nearly as empty as it is.

(though it can never replace him. nothing can, you fear.)

“hoggin’ all my shirts,” he tuts, but you know it means nothing. the roll of white fabric is neatly folded unto itself, its crisp corners unfurling once handed over.

you giggle, shaking off its folds and fitting the hem right over your head. from the corner of your eye, you see katsuki’s gaze, watching you wrangle the fabric over you as the towel wrapped around your body slowly drops to the floor.

he turns away then, a little too quickly, a little too abruptly. if you look at him now, you’re sure you’ll find flushed cheeks and crimson eyes burning in shame for wanting you so inopportunely.

“guess you’ll just have to take me with it then.”

[yabakuboi]

"I think it's sweet," Steve says.

Robin wrinkles her nose. "Nothing about Eddie Munson is sweet. He's a sewer rat, at best. Or like twenty opossums in a trench coat."

"Opossums are cute."

"He probably has rabies."

"You say that about me all the time, so I guess that's good. We'll have rabies together."

"He gave you a rock."

"You give me rocks all the time," Steve says, rolling his eyes. He runs his thumb along the textured edge of the rock Eddie'd handed to him.

"Yeah, good rocks." Robin scoffs. "That one sucks."

[chrissylee333]

[ride-a-dromedary]

Hello, my sweet.