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lost without you: cereusblue: unnameablethings: dragonsateyourtoast: redporkpadthai: dragonsateyourtoast: otherwindow: otherwindow: This is how the golden age of piracy ended. The first mermaid to get tattoos :) “we didn’t know any better,” the crewman says, and swallows, presenting the chest to the captain. “what do we do now?” “kill it,” the captain says, but the ice is melting in his eyes. “we can’t,” the first mate says desperately, praying she won’t have to fight her captain on this. “we can’t. we - i won’t. we won’t.” “i know.” x “daddy,” she says, floating in a tub of seawater in the hold, “daddy, la-la, la-la-la.” her voice rings like bells. her accent is strange; her mouth isn’t made for human words. it mesmerises even the hardiest amongst them and she wasn’t even trying. the crew has taken to diving for shellfish near the shorelines for her; she loves them, splitting the shells apart with strength seen in no human toddler, slurping down the slimy molluscs inside and laughing, all plump brown cheeks and needle-sharp teeth. she sometimes splashes them for fun with her smooth, rubbery brown tail. even when they get soaked they laugh. they love her. “daddy,” she calls again, and he can hear the worry in her voice. the storm rocking the ship is harsh and uncaring, and if they go down, she would be the only survivor. “don’t worry,” he says, and goes over, sitting next to the tub. the first mate, leaning against the wall, pretends not to notice as he quietly begins to sing. x “father,” she says, one day, as she leans on the edge of the dock and the captain sits next to her, “why am I here?” “your mother abandoned you,” he says, as he always has. “we found you adrift, and couldn’t bear to leave you there.” she picks at the salt-soaked boards, uncertain. her hair is pulled back in a fluffy black puff, the white linen holding it slipping almost over one of her dark eyes. one of her first tattoos, a many-limbed kraken, curls over her right shoulder and down her arm, delicate tendrils wrapped around her calloused fingertips. “alright,” she says. x “why am I really here?” she asks the first mate, watching the sun set over the water in streaks of liquid metal that pooled in the troughs of the waves and glittered on the seafoam. “we didn’t know any better,” the first mate says, staring into the water. “we didn’t know- we didn’t know anything. we didn’t understand why she fought so viciously to guard her treasure. we could not know she protected something a thousand times more precious than the purest gold.” she wants to be furious, but she can’t. she already knew the answer, from reading the guilt in her father’s eyes and the empty space in her own history. and she can’t hate her family. “it’s alright,” she says. “i do have a family, anyways. i don’t think i would have liked my other life near as much.” x her kraken grows, spreading its tendrils over her torso and arms. she grows too, too large to come on board the ship without being hauled up in a boat from the water. she sings when the storms come and swims before the ship to guide it to safety. she fights off more than one beast of the seas, and gathers a set of scars across her back that she bears with pride. “i don’t mind,” she says, when the captain fusses over her, “now i match all of you.” the first time their ship is threatened, really threatened, is by another fleet. a friend turned enemy of the first mate. “we shouldn’t fight him,” she says, peering through the spyglass. “why not?” the mermaid asks. “he’ll win,” the first mate says. the mermaid tips her head sideways. Her eyes, dark as the deep waters, gleam in the noon light. “are you sure?” she asks. x the enemy fleet surrenders after the flagship is sunk in the night, the anchor ripped off the ship and the planks torn off the hull. the surviving crew, wild-eyed and delirious, whimper and say a sea serpent came from the water and attacked them, say it was longer than the boat and crushed it in its coils. the first mate hears this and has to hide her laughter. the captain apologizes to his daughter for doubting her. “don’t worry,” she says, with a bright laugh, “it was fun.” x the second time, they are pushed by a storm into a royal fleet. they can’t possibly fight them, and they don’t have the time to escape. “let me up,” the mermaid urges, surfacing starboard and shouting to the crew. “bring me up, quickly, quickly.” they lower the boat and she piles her sinous form into it, and uses her claws to help the crew pull her up. once on the deck she flops out of the boat and makes her way over to the bow. the crew tries to help but she’s so heavy they can barely lift parts of her. she crawls up out in front of the rail and wraps her long webbed tail around the prow. the figurehead has served them well so far but they need more right now. she wraps herself around the figurehead and raises her body up into the wind takes a breath of the stinging salt air and sings. the storm carries her voice on its front to the royal navy. they are enchanted, so stunned by her song that they drop the rigging ropes and let the tillers drift. the pirates sail through the center of the fleet, trailing the storm behind them, and by the time the fleet has managed to regain its senses they are buried in wind and rain and the pirates are gone. x she declines guns. instead she carries a harpoon and its launcher, and uses them to board enemy ships, hauling her massive form out of the water to coil on the deck and dispatch enemies with ruthless efficiency. her family is feared across all the sea. x “you know we are dying,” the captain says, looking down at her. she floats next to the ship, so massive she could hold it in her arms. her eyes are wise. “i know,” she says, “i can feel it coming.” the first mate stands next to the captain. she never had a lover or a child, and neither did he, but to the mermaid they are her parents. she will always love her daughter. the tattoos are graven in dark swirls across the mermaid’s deep brown skin and the flesh of her tail, even spiraling onto the spiked webbing on her spine and face. her hair is still tied back, this time with a sail that could not be patched one last time. “we love you,” the first mate says simply, looking down. her own tightly coiled black hair falls in to her face; she shakes the locs out of the way and smiles through her tears. the captain pretends he isnt crying either. “i love you too,” the mermaid says, and reached up to pull the ship down just a bit, just to hold them one last time. “guard the ship,” the captain says. “you always have but you know they’re lost without you.” “without you,” the mermaid corrects, with a shrug that makes waves. “what will we do?” “i don’t know,” the captain says. “but you’ll help them, won’t you?” “of course i will,” she scoffs, rolling her eyes. “i will always protect my family.” x the captain and the first mate are gone. the ship has a new captain, young and fearless - of the things she can afford to disregard. she fears and loves the ocean, as all captains do. she does not fear the royal fleet. and she does not fear the mermaid. “you know, i heard stories about you when i was a little girl,” she says, trailing her fingers in the water next to the dock. the mermaid stares at her with one eye the size of a dinner table. “is that so?” she hums, smirking with teeth sharper than the swords of the entire navy. “they said you could sink an entire fleet and that you had skin tougher than dragon scales,” the new captain says, grinning right back at the monster who could eat her without a moment’s hesitation. “i always thought they were telling tall tales.” “and now?” “they were right,” the new captain says. “how did they ever befriend you?” the mermaid smiles, fully this time, her dark eyes gleaming under the white linen sail. “they didn’t know any better.” She protects her family. Hi everybody! Guess what’s being posted on AO3 now at the following link! https://archiveofourown.org/works/22498384/chapters/53760817 That’s right! Here you go. I’ll be uploading it in some chunks, because I want to make sure I have everything I wanted edited cleanly finished, but follow the story there! HEY GUYS GUESS WHATS BACK ON THE DASHBOARD AND BETTER THAN EVER
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This is how the golden age of piracy ended.
The first mermaid to get tattoos :)


“we didn’t know any better,” the crewman says, and swallows, presenting the chest to the captain. “what do we do now?”
“kill it,” the captain says, but the ice is melting in his eyes.
“we can’t,” the first mate says desperately, praying she won’t have to fight her captain on this. “we can’t. we - i won’t. we won’t.”
“i know.”
x
“daddy,” she says, floating in a tub of seawater in the hold, “daddy, la-la, la-la-la.”
her voice rings like bells. her accent is strange; her mouth isn’t made for human words. it mesmerises even the hardiest amongst them and she wasn’t even trying. the crew has taken to diving for shellfish near the shorelines for her; she loves them, splitting the shells apart with strength seen in no human toddler, slurping down the slimy molluscs inside and laughing, all plump brown cheeks and needle-sharp teeth. she sometimes splashes them for fun with her smooth, rubbery brown tail. even when they get soaked they laugh. they love her.
“daddy,” she calls again, and he can hear the worry in her voice. the storm rocking the ship is harsh and uncaring, and if they go down, she would be the only survivor.
“don’t worry,” he says, and goes over, sitting next to the tub. the first mate, leaning against the wall, pretends not to notice as he quietly begins to sing.
x
“father,” she says, one day, as she leans on the edge of the dock and the captain sits next to her, “why am I here?”
“your mother abandoned you,” he says, as he always has. “we found you adrift, and couldn’t bear to leave you there.”
she picks at the salt-soaked boards, uncertain. her hair is pulled back in a fluffy black puff, the white linen holding it slipping almost over one of her dark eyes. one of her first tattoos, a many-limbed kraken, curls over her right shoulder and down her arm, delicate tendrils wrapped around her calloused fingertips. “alright,” she says.
x
“why am I really here?” she asks the first mate, watching the sun set over the water in streaks of liquid metal that pooled in the troughs of the waves and glittered on the seafoam.
“we didn’t know any better,” the first mate says, staring into the water. “we didn’t know- we didn’t know anything. we didn’t understand why she fought so viciously to guard her treasure. we could not know she protected something a thousand times more precious than the purest gold.”
she wants to be furious, but she can’t. she already knew the answer, from reading the guilt in her father’s eyes and the empty space in her own history. and she can’t hate her family.
“it’s alright,” she says. “i do have a family, anyways. i don’t think i would have liked my other life near as much.”
x
her kraken grows, spreading its tendrils over her torso and arms. she grows too, too large to come on board the ship without being hauled up in a boat from the water. she sings when the storms come and swims before the ship to guide it to safety. she fights off more than one beast of the seas, and gathers a set of scars across her back that she bears with pride. “i don’t mind,” she says, when the captain fusses over her, “now i match all of you.”
the first time their ship is threatened, really threatened, is by another fleet. a friend turned enemy of the first mate. “we shouldn’t fight him,” she says, peering through the spyglass.
“why not?” the mermaid asks.
“he’ll win,” the first mate says.
the mermaid tips her head sideways. Her eyes, dark as the deep waters, gleam in the noon light. “are you sure?” she asks.
x
the enemy fleet surrenders after the flagship is sunk in the night, the anchor ripped off the ship and the planks torn off the hull. the surviving crew, wild-eyed and delirious, whimper and say a sea serpent came from the water and attacked them, say it was longer than the boat and crushed it in its coils. the first mate hears this and has to hide her laughter. the captain apologizes to his daughter for doubting her.
“don’t worry,” she says, with a bright laugh, “it was fun.”
x
the second time, they are pushed by a storm into a royal fleet. they can’t possibly fight them, and they don’t have the time to escape.
“let me up,” the mermaid urges, surfacing starboard and shouting to the crew. “bring me up, quickly, quickly.”
they lower the boat and she piles her sinous form into it, and uses her claws to help the crew pull her up. once on the deck she flops out of the boat and makes her way over to the bow. the crew tries to help but she’s so heavy they can barely lift parts of her.
she crawls up out in front of the rail and wraps her long webbed tail around the prow. the figurehead has served them well so far but they need more right now. she wraps herself around the figurehead and raises her body up into the wind takes a breath of the stinging salt air and sings.
the storm carries her voice on its front to the royal navy. they are enchanted, so stunned by her song that they drop the rigging ropes and let the tillers drift. the pirates sail through the center of the fleet, trailing the storm behind them, and by the time the fleet has managed to regain its senses they are buried in wind and rain and the pirates are gone.
x
she declines guns. instead she carries a harpoon and its launcher, and uses them to board enemy ships, hauling her massive form out of the water to coil on the deck and dispatch enemies with ruthless efficiency. her family is feared across all the sea.
x
“you know we are dying,” the captain says, looking down at her.
she floats next to the ship, so massive she could hold it in her arms. her eyes are wise.
“i know,” she says, “i can feel it coming.”
the first mate stands next to the captain. she never had a lover or a child, and neither did he, but to the mermaid they are her parents. she will always love her daughter. the tattoos are graven in dark swirls across the mermaid’s deep brown skin and the flesh of her tail, even spiraling onto the spiked webbing on her spine and face. her hair is still tied back, this time with a sail that could not be patched one last time. 
“we love you,” the first mate says simply, looking down. her own tightly coiled black hair falls in to her face; she shakes the locs out of the way and smiles through her tears. the captain pretends he isnt crying either.
“i love you too,” the mermaid says, and reached up to pull the ship down just a bit, just to hold them one last time.
“guard the ship,” the captain says. “you always have but you know they’re lost without you.”
“without you,” the mermaid corrects, with a shrug that makes waves. “what will we do?”
“i don’t know,” the captain says. “but you’ll help them, won’t you?”
“of course i will,” she scoffs, rolling her eyes. “i will always protect my family.”
x
the captain and the first mate are gone. the ship has a new captain, young and fearless - of the things she can afford to disregard. she fears and loves the ocean, as all captains do. she does not fear the royal fleet. and she does not fear the mermaid.
“you know, i heard stories about you when i was a little girl,” she says, trailing her fingers in the water next to the dock.
the mermaid stares at her with one eye the size of a dinner table. “is that so?” she hums, smirking with teeth sharper than the swords of the entire navy.
“they said you could sink an entire fleet and that you had skin tougher than dragon scales,” the new captain says, grinning right back at the monster who could eat her without a moment’s hesitation. “i always thought they were telling tall tales.”
“and now?”
“they were right,” the new captain says. “how did they ever befriend you?”
the mermaid smiles, fully this time, her dark eyes gleaming under the white linen sail. “they didn’t know any better.”

She protects her family.

Hi everybody! Guess what’s being posted on AO3 now at the following link!
https://archiveofourown.org/works/22498384/chapters/53760817
That’s right! Here you go. I’ll be uploading it in some chunks, because I want to make sure I have everything I wanted edited cleanly finished, but follow the story there!




HEY GUYS GUESS WHATS BACK ON THE DASHBOARD AND BETTER THAN EVER

cereusblue: unnameablethings: dragonsateyourtoast: redporkpadthai: dragonsateyourtoast: otherwindow: otherwindow: This is how the g...

lost without you: ironwoman359: cereusblue: unnameablethings: dragonsateyourtoast: redporkpadthai: dragonsateyourtoast: otherwindow: otherwindow: This is how the golden age of piracy ended. The first mermaid to get tattoos :) “we didn’t know any better,” the crewman says, and swallows, presenting the chest to the captain. “what do we do now?” “kill it,” the captain says, but the ice is melting in his eyes. “we can’t,” the first mate says desperately, praying she won’t have to fight her captain on this. “we can’t. we - i won’t. we won’t.” “i know.” x “daddy,” she says, floating in a tub of seawater in the hold, “daddy, la-la, la-la-la.” her voice rings like bells. her accent is strange; her mouth isn’t made for human words. it mesmerises even the hardiest amongst them and she wasn’t even trying. the crew has taken to diving for shellfish near the shorelines for her; she loves them, splitting the shells apart with strength seen in no human toddler, slurping down the slimy molluscs inside and laughing, all plump brown cheeks and needle-sharp teeth. she sometimes splashes them for fun with her smooth, rubbery brown tail. even when they get soaked they laugh. they love her. “daddy,” she calls again, and he can hear the worry in her voice. the storm rocking the ship is harsh and uncaring, and if they go down, she would be the only survivor. “don’t worry,” he says, and goes over, sitting next to the tub. the first mate, leaning against the wall, pretends not to notice as he quietly begins to sing. x “father,” she says, one day, as she leans on the edge of the dock and the captain sits next to her, “why am I here?” “your mother abandoned you,” he says, as he always has. “we found you adrift, and couldn’t bear to leave you there.” she picks at the salt-soaked boards, uncertain. her hair is pulled back in a fluffy black puff, the white linen holding it slipping almost over one of her dark eyes. one of her first tattoos, a many-limbed kraken, curls over her right shoulder and down her arm, delicate tendrils wrapped around her calloused fingertips. “alright,” she says. x “why am I really here?” she asks the first mate, watching the sun set over the water in streaks of liquid metal that pooled in the troughs of the waves and glittered on the seafoam. “we didn’t know any better,” the first mate says, staring into the water. “we didn’t know- we didn’t know anything. we didn’t understand why she fought so viciously to guard her treasure. we could not know she protected something a thousand times more precious than the purest gold.” she wants to be furious, but she can’t. she already knew the answer, from reading the guilt in her father’s eyes and the empty space in her own history. and she can’t hate her family. “it’s alright,” she says. “i do have a family, anyways. i don’t think i would have liked my other life near as much.” x her kraken grows, spreading its tendrils over her torso and arms. she grows too, too large to come on board the ship without being hauled up in a boat from the water. she sings when the storms come and swims before the ship to guide it to safety. she fights off more than one beast of the seas, and gathers a set of scars across her back that she bears with pride. “i don’t mind,” she says, when the captain fusses over her, “now i match all of you.” the first time their ship is threatened, really threatened, is by another fleet. a friend turned enemy of the first mate. “we shouldn’t fight him,” she says, peering through the spyglass. “why not?” the mermaid asks. “he’ll win,” the first mate says. the mermaid tips her head sideways. Her eyes, dark as the deep waters, gleam in the noon light. “are you sure?” she asks. x the enemy fleet surrenders after the flagship is sunk in the night, the anchor ripped off the ship and the planks torn off the hull. the surviving crew, wild-eyed and delirious, whimper and say a sea serpent came from the water and attacked them, say it was longer than the boat and crushed it in its coils. the first mate hears this and has to hide her laughter. the captain apologizes to his daughter for doubting her. “don’t worry,” she says, with a bright laugh, “it was fun.” x the second time, they are pushed by a storm into a royal fleet. they can’t possibly fight them, and they don’t have the time to escape. “let me up,” the mermaid urges, surfacing starboard and shouting to the crew. “bring me up, quickly, quickly.” they lower the boat and she piles her sinous form into it, and uses her claws to help the crew pull her up. once on the deck she flops out of the boat and makes her way over to the bow. the crew tries to help but she’s so heavy they can barely lift parts of her. she crawls up out in front of the rail and wraps her long webbed tail around the prow. the figurehead has served them well so far but they need more right now. she wraps herself around the figurehead and raises her body up into the wind takes a breath of the stinging salt air and sings. the storm carries her voice on its front to the royal navy. they are enchanted, so stunned by her song that they drop the rigging ropes and let the tillers drift. the pirates sail through the center of the fleet, trailing the storm behind them, and by the time the fleet has managed to regain its senses they are buried in wind and rain and the pirates are gone. x she declines guns. instead she carries a harpoon and its launcher, and uses them to board enemy ships, hauling her massive form out of the water to coil on the deck and dispatch enemies with ruthless efficiency. her family is feared across all the sea. x “you know we are dying,” the captain says, looking down at her. she floats next to the ship, so massive she could hold it in her arms. her eyes are wise. “i know,” she says, “i can feel it coming.” the first mate stands next to the captain. she never had a lover or a child, and neither did he, but to the mermaid they are her parents. she will always love her daughter. the tattoos are graven in dark swirls across the mermaid’s deep brown skin and the flesh of her tail, even spiraling onto the spiked webbing on her spine and face. her hair is still tied back, this time with a sail that could not be patched one last time. “we love you,” the first mate says simply, looking down. her own tightly coiled black hair falls in to her face; she shakes the locs out of the way and smiles through her tears. the captain pretends he isnt crying either. “i love you too,” the mermaid says, and reached up to pull the ship down just a bit, just to hold them one last time. “guard the ship,” the captain says. “you always have but you know they’re lost without you.” “without you,” the mermaid corrects, with a shrug that makes waves. “what will we do?” “i don’t know,” the captain says. “but you’ll help them, won’t you?” “of course i will,” she scoffs, rolling her eyes. “i will always protect my family.” x the captain and the first mate are gone. the ship has a new captain, young and fearless - of the things she can afford to disregard. she fears and loves the ocean, as all captains do. she does not fear the royal fleet. and she does not fear the mermaid. “you know, i heard stories about you when i was a little girl,” she says, trailing her fingers in the water next to the dock. the mermaid stares at her with one eye the size of a dinner table. “is that so?” she hums, smirking with teeth sharper than the swords of the entire navy. “they said you could sink an entire fleet and that you had skin tougher than dragon scales,” the new captain says, grinning right back at the monster who could eat her without a moment’s hesitation. “i always thought they were telling tall tales.” “and now?” “they were right,” the new captain says. “how did they ever befriend you?” the mermaid smiles, fully this time, her dark eyes gleaming under the white linen sail. “they didn’t know any better.” She protects her family. Hi everybody! Guess what’s being posted on AO3 now at the following link! https://archiveofourown.org/works/22498384/chapters/53760817 That’s right! Here you go. I’ll be uploading it in some chunks, because I want to make sure I have everything I wanted edited cleanly finished, but follow the story there! HEY GUYS GUESS WHATS BACK ON THE DASHBOARD AND BETTER THAN EVER I love this
lost without you: ironwoman359:
cereusblue:

unnameablethings:


dragonsateyourtoast:

redporkpadthai:

dragonsateyourtoast:

otherwindow:

otherwindow:
This is how the golden age of piracy ended.
The first mermaid to get tattoos :)


“we didn’t know any better,” the crewman says, and swallows, presenting the chest to the captain. “what do we do now?”
“kill it,” the captain says, but the ice is melting in his eyes.
“we can’t,” the first mate says desperately, praying she won’t have to fight her captain on this. “we can’t. we - i won’t. we won’t.”
“i know.”
x
“daddy,” she says, floating in a tub of seawater in the hold, “daddy, la-la, la-la-la.”
her voice rings like bells. her accent is strange; her mouth isn’t made for human words. it mesmerises even the hardiest amongst them and she wasn’t even trying. the crew has taken to diving for shellfish near the shorelines for her; she loves them, splitting the shells apart with strength seen in no human toddler, slurping down the slimy molluscs inside and laughing, all plump brown cheeks and needle-sharp teeth. she sometimes splashes them for fun with her smooth, rubbery brown tail. even when they get soaked they laugh. they love her.
“daddy,” she calls again, and he can hear the worry in her voice. the storm rocking the ship is harsh and uncaring, and if they go down, she would be the only survivor.
“don’t worry,” he says, and goes over, sitting next to the tub. the first mate, leaning against the wall, pretends not to notice as he quietly begins to sing.
x
“father,” she says, one day, as she leans on the edge of the dock and the captain sits next to her, “why am I here?”
“your mother abandoned you,” he says, as he always has. “we found you adrift, and couldn’t bear to leave you there.”
she picks at the salt-soaked boards, uncertain. her hair is pulled back in a fluffy black puff, the white linen holding it slipping almost over one of her dark eyes. one of her first tattoos, a many-limbed kraken, curls over her right shoulder and down her arm, delicate tendrils wrapped around her calloused fingertips. “alright,” she says.
x
“why am I really here?” she asks the first mate, watching the sun set over the water in streaks of liquid metal that pooled in the troughs of the waves and glittered on the seafoam.
“we didn’t know any better,” the first mate says, staring into the water. “we didn’t know- we didn’t know anything. we didn’t understand why she fought so viciously to guard her treasure. we could not know she protected something a thousand times more precious than the purest gold.”
she wants to be furious, but she can’t. she already knew the answer, from reading the guilt in her father’s eyes and the empty space in her own history. and she can’t hate her family.
“it’s alright,” she says. “i do have a family, anyways. i don’t think i would have liked my other life near as much.”
x
her kraken grows, spreading its tendrils over her torso and arms. she grows too, too large to come on board the ship without being hauled up in a boat from the water. she sings when the storms come and swims before the ship to guide it to safety. she fights off more than one beast of the seas, and gathers a set of scars across her back that she bears with pride. “i don’t mind,” she says, when the captain fusses over her, “now i match all of you.”
the first time their ship is threatened, really threatened, is by another fleet. a friend turned enemy of the first mate. “we shouldn’t fight him,” she says, peering through the spyglass.
“why not?” the mermaid asks.
“he’ll win,” the first mate says.
the mermaid tips her head sideways. Her eyes, dark as the deep waters, gleam in the noon light. “are you sure?” she asks.
x
the enemy fleet surrenders after the flagship is sunk in the night, the anchor ripped off the ship and the planks torn off the hull. the surviving crew, wild-eyed and delirious, whimper and say a sea serpent came from the water and attacked them, say it was longer than the boat and crushed it in its coils. the first mate hears this and has to hide her laughter. the captain apologizes to his daughter for doubting her.
“don’t worry,” she says, with a bright laugh, “it was fun.”
x
the second time, they are pushed by a storm into a royal fleet. they can’t possibly fight them, and they don’t have the time to escape.
“let me up,” the mermaid urges, surfacing starboard and shouting to the crew. “bring me up, quickly, quickly.”
they lower the boat and she piles her sinous form into it, and uses her claws to help the crew pull her up. once on the deck she flops out of the boat and makes her way over to the bow. the crew tries to help but she’s so heavy they can barely lift parts of her.
she crawls up out in front of the rail and wraps her long webbed tail around the prow. the figurehead has served them well so far but they need more right now. she wraps herself around the figurehead and raises her body up into the wind takes a breath of the stinging salt air and sings.
the storm carries her voice on its front to the royal navy. they are enchanted, so stunned by her song that they drop the rigging ropes and let the tillers drift. the pirates sail through the center of the fleet, trailing the storm behind them, and by the time the fleet has managed to regain its senses they are buried in wind and rain and the pirates are gone.
x
she declines guns. instead she carries a harpoon and its launcher, and uses them to board enemy ships, hauling her massive form out of the water to coil on the deck and dispatch enemies with ruthless efficiency. her family is feared across all the sea.
x
“you know we are dying,” the captain says, looking down at her.
she floats next to the ship, so massive she could hold it in her arms. her eyes are wise.
“i know,” she says, “i can feel it coming.”
the first mate stands next to the captain. she never had a lover or a child, and neither did he, but to the mermaid they are her parents. she will always love her daughter. the tattoos are graven in dark swirls across the mermaid’s deep brown skin and the flesh of her tail, even spiraling onto the spiked webbing on her spine and face. her hair is still tied back, this time with a sail that could not be patched one last time. 
“we love you,” the first mate says simply, looking down. her own tightly coiled black hair falls in to her face; she shakes the locs out of the way and smiles through her tears. the captain pretends he isnt crying either.
“i love you too,” the mermaid says, and reached up to pull the ship down just a bit, just to hold them one last time.
“guard the ship,” the captain says. “you always have but you know they’re lost without you.”
“without you,” the mermaid corrects, with a shrug that makes waves. “what will we do?”
“i don’t know,” the captain says. “but you’ll help them, won’t you?”
“of course i will,” she scoffs, rolling her eyes. “i will always protect my family.”
x
the captain and the first mate are gone. the ship has a new captain, young and fearless - of the things she can afford to disregard. she fears and loves the ocean, as all captains do. she does not fear the royal fleet. and she does not fear the mermaid.
“you know, i heard stories about you when i was a little girl,” she says, trailing her fingers in the water next to the dock.
the mermaid stares at her with one eye the size of a dinner table. “is that so?” she hums, smirking with teeth sharper than the swords of the entire navy.
“they said you could sink an entire fleet and that you had skin tougher than dragon scales,” the new captain says, grinning right back at the monster who could eat her without a moment’s hesitation. “i always thought they were telling tall tales.”
“and now?”
“they were right,” the new captain says. “how did they ever befriend you?”
the mermaid smiles, fully this time, her dark eyes gleaming under the white linen sail. “they didn’t know any better.”

She protects her family.

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lost without you: 100 Reasons NOT to Commit Suicide: 1. It's something your parents will never get over 2. It'll destroy your siblings 3. It' 4. Everyone will miss you 5. Your pets will be lost without you 6. Publish your writing 7. Tell your story 8. Give it time to get better, because it will 9. Help other people Il destroy your best friends 10. Travel 11. Art 12. Have a drink at 21 13. Get tattooed 14. Graduate high school 15. Graduate college 16. Get married 17. Have kids 18. Drive 19. Live on your own one day 20. Concerts 21. Music 22. New movies 23. New music 24. Next album of your favorite band 25. Next season of your favorite 26. Sequel to your favorite movie 27. Learn a new instrument 28. Photography 29. Reading 30. New books 31. See a book you like become a movie 32. Meet your idols 33. Have a job, get a first paycheck 34. Go scuba diving 35. See a bunch of different animals in show Eb Pic Stitcher person 36. Go to museums 37. Go to haunted places 38. Learn a new language 39. Go in a hot air balloorn 40. Now York City 41. See yourself recover 42. Food 43. Be an inspiration 44. It's a permanent solution to a temporary problem 60. You matter 61. You are important, you are not worthless 62. You make other people happy 63. You are NEVER alono 64. Making new friends 65. People do care about you 66. There is only one you in the whole world 67. 68. You have so much potential You're super smart, you can do great things 69. Treehouses 70. Hugs 71. Kisses 72. Stargazing 73. Dancing Pic Stitcher 75. You have so much of life ahead of you 76. Beaches 77. Listening to rainstorms 78. Waking up to sunshine and birds chirping 79. Snow 80. Holidays 81. Halloween!! Autumn, costumes, candy, pumpkins, scary movios!! 82. Opening presents 83. Your next birthday 84. You're so talented 85. Laughing really hard 86. The world would not be the same if you weren't alive 87. Flowers 88. 89. Be your own hero Bubble baths & Bath bombs 90. Cuddling 91. Lying on the grass and watching clouds 92. Drinking hot chocolate 93. Meeting your long distance friends 94. Doing crazy shit wih your best friends 95. Staying up all night & Sleeping in 96. Your scars will heal 97. Cute baby animals 98. Your life can only get better 99. You have a voice and a right to be hearc 100. Experiencing life 95 Pic Stitcher
lost without you: 100 Reasons NOT
 to Commit
 Suicide:
 1. It's something your parents
 will never
 get over
 2. It'll destroy your siblings
 3. It'
 4. Everyone will miss you
 5. Your pets will be lost without you
 6. Publish your writing
 7. Tell your story
 8. Give it time to get better, because it will
 9. Help other people
 Il destroy your best friends
 10. Travel
 11. Art
 12. Have a drink at 21
 13. Get tattooed
 14. Graduate high school
 15. Graduate college
 16. Get married
 17. Have kids
 18. Drive
 19. Live on your own one day
 20. Concerts
 21. Music
 22. New movies
 23. New music
 24. Next album of your favorite band
 25. Next season of your favorite
 26. Sequel to your favorite movie
 27. Learn a new instrument
 28. Photography
 29. Reading
 30. New books
 31. See a book you like become a movie
 32. Meet your idols
 33. Have a job, get a first paycheck
 34. Go scuba diving
 35. See a bunch of different animals in
 show
 Eb
 Pic Stitcher
 person
 36. Go to museums
 37. Go to haunted places
 38. Learn a new language
 39. Go in a hot air balloorn
 40. Now York City
 41. See yourself recover
 42. Food
 43. Be an inspiration
 44. It's a permanent solution to a temporary
 problem
 60. You matter
 61. You are important, you are not worthless
 62. You make other people happy
 63. You are NEVER alono
 64. Making new friends
 65. People do care about you
 66. There is only one you in the whole world
 67.
 68.
 You have so much potential
 You're super smart, you can do great
 things
 69. Treehouses
 70. Hugs
 71. Kisses
 72. Stargazing
 73. Dancing
 Pic Stitcher
 75. You have so much of life ahead of you
 76. Beaches
 77. Listening to rainstorms
 78. Waking up to sunshine and birds
 chirping
 79. Snow
 80. Holidays
 81. Halloween!! Autumn, costumes, candy,
 pumpkins, scary movios!!
 82. Opening presents
 83. Your next birthday
 84. You're so talented
 85. Laughing really hard
 86. The world would not be the same if you
 weren't alive
 87. Flowers
 88.
 89.
 Be your own hero
 Bubble baths & Bath bombs
 90. Cuddling
 91. Lying on the grass and watching clouds
 92. Drinking hot chocolate
 93. Meeting your long distance friends
 94. Doing crazy shit wih your best friends
 95. Staying up all night & Sleeping in
 96. Your scars will heal
 97. Cute baby animals
 98. Your life can only get better
 99. You have a voice and a right to be hearc
 100. Experiencing life
 95
 Pic Stitcher
lost without you: 100 Reasons NOT to Commit Suicide: 1. It's something your parents will never get over 2. It'll destroy your siblings 3. It' 4. Everyone will miss you 5. Your pets will be lost without you 6. Publish your writing 7. Tell your story 8. Give it time to get better, because it will 9. Help other people Il destroy your best friends 10. Travel 11. Art 12. Have a drink at 21 13. Get tattooed 14. Graduate high school 15. Graduate college 16. Get married 17. Have kids 18. Drive 19. Live on your own one day 20. Concerts 21. Music 22. New movies 23. New music 24. Next album of your favorite band 25. Next season of your favorite 26. Sequel to your favorite movie 27. Learn a new instrument 28. Photography 29. Reading 30. New books 31. See a book you like become a movie 32. Meet your idols 33. Have a job, get a first paycheck 34. Go scuba diving 35. See a bunch of different animals in show Eb Pic Stitcher person 36. Go to museums 37. Go to haunted places 38. Learn a new language 39. Go in a hot air balloorn 40. Now York City 41. See yourself recover 42. Food 43. Be an inspiration 44. It's a permanent solution to a temporary problem 60. You matter 61. You are important, you are not worthless 62. You make other people happy 63. You are NEVER alono 64. Making new friends 65. People do care about you 66. There is only one you in the whole world 67. 68. You have so much potential You're super smart, you can do great things 69. Treehouses 70. Hugs 71. Kisses 72. Stargazing 73. Dancing Pic Stitcher 75. You have so much of life ahead of you 76. Beaches 77. Listening to rainstorms 78. Waking up to sunshine and birds chirping 79. Snow 80. Holidays 81. Halloween!! Autumn, costumes, candy, pumpkins, scary movios!! 82. Opening presents 83. Your next birthday 84. You're so talented 85. Laughing really hard 86. The world would not be the same if you weren't alive 87. Flowers 88. 89. Be your own hero Bubble baths & Bath bombs 90. Cuddling 91. Lying on the grass and watching clouds 92. Drinking hot chocolate 93. Meeting your long distance friends 94. Doing crazy shit wih your best friends 95. Staying up all night & Sleeping in 96. Your scars will heal 97. Cute baby animals 98. Your life can only get better 99. You have a voice and a right to be hearc 100. Experiencing life 95 Pic Stitcher
lost without you: 100 Reasons NOT
 to Commit
 Suicide:
 1. It's something your parents
 will never
 get over
 2. It'll destroy your siblings
 3. It'
 4. Everyone will miss you
 5. Your pets will be lost without you
 6. Publish your writing
 7. Tell your story
 8. Give it time to get better, because it will
 9. Help other people
 Il destroy your best friends
 10. Travel
 11. Art
 12. Have a drink at 21
 13. Get tattooed
 14. Graduate high school
 15. Graduate college
 16. Get married
 17. Have kids
 18. Drive
 19. Live on your own one day
 20. Concerts
 21. Music
 22. New movies
 23. New music
 24. Next album of your favorite band
 25. Next season of your favorite
 26. Sequel to your favorite movie
 27. Learn a new instrument
 28. Photography
 29. Reading
 30. New books
 31. See a book you like become a movie
 32. Meet your idols
 33. Have a job, get a first paycheck
 34. Go scuba diving
 35. See a bunch of different animals in
 show
 Eb
 Pic Stitcher
 person
 36. Go to museums
 37. Go to haunted places
 38. Learn a new language
 39. Go in a hot air balloorn
 40. Now York City
 41. See yourself recover
 42. Food
 43. Be an inspiration
 44. It's a permanent solution to a temporary
 problem
 60. You matter
 61. You are important, you are not worthless
 62. You make other people happy
 63. You are NEVER alono
 64. Making new friends
 65. People do care about you
 66. There is only one you in the whole world
 67.
 68.
 You have so much potential
 You're super smart, you can do great
 things
 69. Treehouses
 70. Hugs
 71. Kisses
 72. Stargazing
 73. Dancing
 Pic Stitcher
 75. You have so much of life ahead of you
 76. Beaches
 77. Listening to rainstorms
 78. Waking up to sunshine and birds
 chirping
 79. Snow
 80. Holidays
 81. Halloween!! Autumn, costumes, candy,
 pumpkins, scary movios!!
 82. Opening presents
 83. Your next birthday
 84. You're so talented
 85. Laughing really hard
 86. The world would not be the same if you
 weren't alive
 87. Flowers
 88.
 89.
 Be your own hero
 Bubble baths & Bath bombs
 90. Cuddling
 91. Lying on the grass and watching clouds
 92. Drinking hot chocolate
 93. Meeting your long distance friends
 94. Doing crazy shit wih your best friends
 95. Staying up all night & Sleeping in
 96. Your scars will heal
 97. Cute baby animals
 98. Your life can only get better
 99. You have a voice and a right to be hearc
 100. Experiencing life
 95
 Pic Stitcher
lost without you: 100 Reasons NOT to Commit Suicide: 1. It's something your parents will never get over 2. It'll destroy your siblings 3. It' 4. Everyone will miss you 5. Your pets will be lost without you 6. Publish your writing 7. Tell your story 8. Give it time to get better, because it will 9. Help other people Il destroy your best friends 10. Travel 11. Art 12. Have a drink at 21 13. Get tattooed 14. Graduate high school 15. Graduate college 16. Get married 17. Have kids 18. Drive 19. Live on your own one day 20. Concerts 21. Music 22. New movies 23. New music 24. Next album of your favorite band 25. Next season of your favorite 26. Sequel to your favorite movie 27. Learn a new instrument 28. Photography 29. Reading 30. New books 31. See a book you like become a movie 32. Meet your idols 33. Have a job, get a first paycheck 34. Go scuba diving 35. See a bunch of different animals in show Eb Pic Stitcher person 36. Go to museums 37. Go to haunted places 38. Learn a new language 39. Go in a hot air balloorn 40. Now York City 41. See yourself recover 42. Food 43. Be an inspiration 44. It's a permanent solution to a temporary problem 60. You matter 61. You are important, you are not worthless 62. You make other people happy 63. You are NEVER alono 64. Making new friends 65. People do care about you 66. There is only one you in the whole world 67. 68. You have so much potential You're super smart, you can do great things 69. Treehouses 70. Hugs 71. Kisses 72. Stargazing 73. Dancing Pic Stitcher 75. You have so much of life ahead of you 76. Beaches 77. Listening to rainstorms 78. Waking up to sunshine and birds chirping 79. Snow 80. Holidays 81. Halloween!! Autumn, costumes, candy, pumpkins, scary movios!! 82. Opening presents 83. Your next birthday 84. You're so talented 85. Laughing really hard 86. The world would not be the same if you weren't alive 87. Flowers 88. 89. Be your own hero Bubble baths & Bath bombs 90. Cuddling 91. Lying on the grass and watching clouds 92. Drinking hot chocolate 93. Meeting your long distance friends 94. Doing crazy shit wih your best friends 95. Staying up all night & Sleeping in 96. Your scars will heal 97. Cute baby animals 98. Your life can only get better 99. You have a voice and a right to be hearc 100. Experiencing life 95 Pic Stitcher
lost without you: 100 Reasons NOT
 to Commit
 Suicide:
 1. It's something your parents
 will never
 get over
 2. It'll destroy your siblings
 3. It'
 4. Everyone will miss you
 5. Your pets will be lost without you
 6. Publish your writing
 7. Tell your story
 8. Give it time to get better, because it will
 9. Help other people
 Il destroy your best friends
 10. Travel
 11. Art
 12. Have a drink at 21
 13. Get tattooed
 14. Graduate high school
 15. Graduate college
 16. Get married
 17. Have kids
 18. Drive
 19. Live on your own one day
 20. Concerts
 21. Music
 22. New movies
 23. New music
 24. Next album of your favorite band
 25. Next season of your favorite
 26. Sequel to your favorite movie
 27. Learn a new instrument
 28. Photography
 29. Reading
 30. New books
 31. See a book you like become a movie
 32. Meet your idols
 33. Have a job, get a first paycheck
 34. Go scuba diving
 35. See a bunch of different animals in
 show
 Eb
 Pic Stitcher
 person
 36. Go to museums
 37. Go to haunted places
 38. Learn a new language
 39. Go in a hot air balloorn
 40. Now York City
 41. See yourself recover
 42. Food
 43. Be an inspiration
 44. It's a permanent solution to a temporary
 problem
 60. You matter
 61. You are important, you are not worthless
 62. You make other people happy
 63. You are NEVER alono
 64. Making new friends
 65. People do care about you
 66. There is only one you in the whole world
 67.
 68.
 You have so much potential
 You're super smart, you can do great
 things
 69. Treehouses
 70. Hugs
 71. Kisses
 72. Stargazing
 73. Dancing
 Pic Stitcher
 75. You have so much of life ahead of you
 76. Beaches
 77. Listening to rainstorms
 78. Waking up to sunshine and birds
 chirping
 79. Snow
 80. Holidays
 81. Halloween!! Autumn, costumes, candy,
 pumpkins, scary movios!!
 82. Opening presents
 83. Your next birthday
 84. You're so talented
 85. Laughing really hard
 86. The world would not be the same if you
 weren't alive
 87. Flowers
 88.
 89.
 Be your own hero
 Bubble baths & Bath bombs
 90. Cuddling
 91. Lying on the grass and watching clouds
 92. Drinking hot chocolate
 93. Meeting your long distance friends
 94. Doing crazy shit wih your best friends
 95. Staying up all night & Sleeping in
 96. Your scars will heal
 97. Cute baby animals
 98. Your life can only get better
 99. You have a voice and a right to be hearc
 100. Experiencing life
 95
 Pic Stitcher
lost without you: 100 Reasons NOT to Commit Suicide: 1. It's something your parents will never get over 2. It'll destroy your siblings 3. It' 4. Everyone will miss you 5. Your pets will be lost without you 6. Publish your writing 7. Tell your story 8. Give it time to get better, because it will 9. Help other people Il destroy your best friends 10. Travel 11. Art 12. Have a drink at 21 13. Get tattooed 14. Graduate high school 15. Graduate college 16. Get married 17. Have kids 18. Drive 19. Live on your own one day 20. Concerts 21. Music 22. New movies 23. New music 24. Next album of your favorite band 25. Next season of your favorite 26. Sequel to your favorite movie 27. Learn a new instrument 28. Photography 29. Reading 30. New books 31. See a book you like become a movie 32. Meet your idols 33. Have a job, get a first paycheck 34. Go scuba diving 35. See a bunch of different animals in show Eb Pic Stitcher person 36. Go to museums 37. Go to haunted places 38. Learn a new language 39. Go in a hot air balloorn 40. Now York City 41. See yourself recover 42. Food 43. Be an inspiration 44. It's a permanent solution to a temporary problem 60. You matter 61. You are important, you are not worthless 62. You make other people happy 63. You are NEVER alono 64. Making new friends 65. People do care about you 66. There is only one you in the whole world 67. 68. You have so much potential You're super smart, you can do great things 69. Treehouses 70. Hugs 71. Kisses 72. Stargazing 73. Dancing Pic Stitcher 75. You have so much of life ahead of you 76. Beaches 77. Listening to rainstorms 78. Waking up to sunshine and birds chirping 79. Snow 80. Holidays 81. Halloween!! Autumn, costumes, candy, pumpkins, scary movios!! 82. Opening presents 83. Your next birthday 84. You're so talented 85. Laughing really hard 86. The world would not be the same if you weren't alive 87. Flowers 88. 89. Be your own hero Bubble baths & Bath bombs 90. Cuddling 91. Lying on the grass and watching clouds 92. Drinking hot chocolate 93. Meeting your long distance friends 94. Doing crazy shit wih your best friends 95. Staying up all night & Sleeping in 96. Your scars will heal 97. Cute baby animals 98. Your life can only get better 99. You have a voice and a right to be hearc 100. Experiencing life 95 Pic Stitcher
lost without you: 100 Reasons NOT
 to Commit
 Suicide:
 1. It's something your parents
 will never
 get over
 2. It'll destroy your siblings
 3. It'
 4. Everyone will miss you
 5. Your pets will be lost without you
 6. Publish your writing
 7. Tell your story
 8. Give it time to get better, because it will
 9. Help other people
 Il destroy your best friends
 10. Travel
 11. Art
 12. Have a drink at 21
 13. Get tattooed
 14. Graduate high school
 15. Graduate college
 16. Get married
 17. Have kids
 18. Drive
 19. Live on your own one day
 20. Concerts
 21. Music
 22. New movies
 23. New music
 24. Next album of your favorite band
 25. Next season of your favorite
 26. Sequel to your favorite movie
 27. Learn a new instrument
 28. Photography
 29. Reading
 30. New books
 31. See a book you like become a movie
 32. Meet your idols
 33. Have a job, get a first paycheck
 34. Go scuba diving
 35. See a bunch of different animals in
 show
 Eb
 Pic Stitcher
 person
 36. Go to museums
 37. Go to haunted places
 38. Learn a new language
 39. Go in a hot air balloorn
 40. Now York City
 41. See yourself recover
 42. Food
 43. Be an inspiration
 44. It's a permanent solution to a temporary
 problem
 60. You matter
 61. You are important, you are not worthless
 62. You make other people happy
 63. You are NEVER alono
 64. Making new friends
 65. People do care about you
 66. There is only one you in the whole world
 67.
 68.
 You have so much potential
 You're super smart, you can do great
 things
 69. Treehouses
 70. Hugs
 71. Kisses
 72. Stargazing
 73. Dancing
 Pic Stitcher
 75. You have so much of life ahead of you
 76. Beaches
 77. Listening to rainstorms
 78. Waking up to sunshine and birds
 chirping
 79. Snow
 80. Holidays
 81. Halloween!! Autumn, costumes, candy,
 pumpkins, scary movios!!
 82. Opening presents
 83. Your next birthday
 84. You're so talented
 85. Laughing really hard
 86. The world would not be the same if you
 weren't alive
 87. Flowers
 88.
 89.
 Be your own hero
 Bubble baths & Bath bombs
 90. Cuddling
 91. Lying on the grass and watching clouds
 92. Drinking hot chocolate
 93. Meeting your long distance friends
 94. Doing crazy shit wih your best friends
 95. Staying up all night & Sleeping in
 96. Your scars will heal
 97. Cute baby animals
 98. Your life can only get better
 99. You have a voice and a right to be hearc
 100. Experiencing life
 95
 Pic Stitcher
lost without you: song lyrics vertigorp: prompts below are a compilation of song lyrics from my spotify. ❝   all that was real is left behind.   ❞  ❝   don’t care what comes after.   ❞ ❝   do you wanna go?   ❞ ❝   impossible comes true.   ❞ ❝   i want you to be happier.   ❞ ❝   i think we both know the way that the story ends.   ❞ ❝   i won’t go until you come outside.   ❞ ❝   there’s no turning back for us tonight.   ❞ ❝   don’t sell your heart.   ❞ ❝   you and me.   ❞ ❝   we’ve all made mistakes.   ❞ ❝   i will leave the light on.   ❞ ❝   tell me what’s been happening. what’s been on your mind.   ❞ ❝   just come home.   ❞ ❝   there’s nothing else there for me at my door.   ❞ ❝   all the people i know aren’t who they used to be.   ❞ ❝   i wanna be who i couldn’t say i’d ever been.   ❞ ❝   if you love me, let me go.   ❞ ❝   and truth be told, i never was yours.   ❞ ❝   i just killed a man.   ❞ ❝   i get wound up.   ❞ ❝   got an anxious heart.   ❞ ❝   fuck all that, i just wanna be happy.   ❞ ❝   i need a place just for me.   ❞ ❝   never knew that we’d make it this far.   ❞ ❝   but tonight you’re a stranger.   ❞ ❝   i’m sorry that i let you down.   ❞ ❝   all these voices in my head get loud.   ❞ ❝   must have missed that joke, let me see if i can find a reaction.   ❞ ❝   i’ve been walking solo.   ❞ ❝   i’m a little bit lost without you.   ❞ ❝   i think i lost my mind a while ago.   ❞ ❝   but so what if i drink too much?   ❞ ❝   i swear i’d never lie.   ❞ ❝   you’ve been confusing since the day i met you.   ❞ ❝   strange to think that we were strangers once.   ❞ ❝   i got nowhere else.   ❞ ❝   i finally feel myself again.   ❞ ❝   this is nothing we ain’t seen before.   ❞ ❝   i’ll still be there.   ❞ ❝   it’s easy when you’ve got nothing to lose.   ❞ ❝   no, it’s never felt this empty.   ❞ ❝   i had it all.   ❞ ❝   we fell in love, and it fell apart.   ❞ ❝   just let me breathe.   ❞ ❝   i met someone.   ❞ ❝   what’s going on?   ❞ ❝   i’ve been on my own for a fuckin’ while.   ❞ ❝   it’s hard to sleep at night.   ❞ ❝   talk is overrated.   ❞ ❝   ‘cause really, i don’t know what the fuck i want.   ❞ ❝   that was cold.   ❞ ❝   but i knew how it could end.   ❞ ❝   i guess thing don’t change.   ❞ ❝   i never thought that this could end.   ❞ ❝   if i’m not with you, how could i fall asleep again?   ❞ ❝   i see you haven’t changed.   ❞ ❝   can i help you not to hurt anymore?   ❞ ❝   we saw brilliance when the world was asleep.   ❞ ❝   there are things we have but can’t keep.   ❞ 
lost without you: song lyrics
vertigorp:
prompts below are a compilation of song lyrics from my spotify.

❝   all that was real is left behind.   ❞ 


❝   don’t care what comes after.   ❞ 




❝   do you wanna go?   ❞


❝   impossible comes true.   ❞




❝   i want you to be happier.   ❞


❝   i think we both know the way that the story ends.   ❞


❝   i won’t go until you come outside.   ❞




❝   there’s no turning back for us tonight.   ❞




❝   don’t sell your heart.   ❞




❝   you and me.   ❞




❝   we’ve all made mistakes.   ❞




❝   i will leave the light on.   ❞




❝   tell me what’s been happening. what’s been on your mind.   ❞




❝   just come home.   ❞




❝   there’s nothing else there for me at my door.   ❞




❝   all the people i know aren’t who they used to be.   ❞




❝   i wanna be who i couldn’t say i’d ever been.   ❞




❝   if you love me, let me go.   ❞ 




❝   and truth be told, i never was yours.   ❞ 




❝   i just killed a man.   ❞ 




❝   i get wound up.   ❞ 




❝   got an anxious heart.   ❞ 




❝   fuck all that, i just wanna be happy.   ❞ 




❝   i need a place just for me.   ❞ 




❝   never knew that we’d make it this far.   ❞ 




❝   but tonight you’re a stranger.   ❞ 




❝   i’m sorry that i let you down.   ❞ 




❝   all these voices in my head get loud.   ❞ 




❝   must have missed that joke, let me see if i can find a reaction.   ❞ 




❝   i’ve been walking solo.   ❞ 




❝   i’m a little bit lost without you.   ❞ 




❝   i think i lost my mind a while ago.   ❞ 




❝   but so what if i drink too much?   ❞ 




❝   i swear i’d never lie.   ❞ 




❝   you’ve been confusing since the day i met you.   ❞ 




❝   strange to think that we were strangers once.   ❞ 




❝   i got nowhere else.   ❞ 




❝   i finally feel myself again.   ❞ 




❝   this is nothing we ain’t seen before.   ❞ 




❝   i’ll still be there.   ❞ 




❝   it’s easy when you’ve got nothing to lose.   ❞ 




❝   no, it’s never felt this empty.   ❞ 




❝   i had it all.   ❞ 




❝   we fell in love, and it fell apart.   ❞ 




❝   just let me breathe.   ❞ 




❝   i met someone.   ❞ 




❝   what’s going on?   ❞ 




❝   i’ve been on my own for a fuckin’ while.   ❞ 




❝   it’s hard to sleep at night.   ❞ 




❝   talk is overrated.   ❞ 




❝   ‘cause really, i don’t know what the fuck i want.   ❞ 




❝   that was cold.   ❞ 




❝   but i knew how it could end.   ❞ 




❝   i guess thing don’t change.   ❞ 




❝   i never thought that this could end.   ❞ 




❝   if i’m not with you, how could i fall asleep again?   ❞ 




❝   i see you haven’t changed.   ❞ 




❝   can i help you not to hurt anymore?   ❞ 




❝   we saw brilliance when the world was asleep.   ❞ 




❝   there are things we have but can’t keep.   ❞ 

vertigorp: prompts below are a compilation of song lyrics from my spotify. ❝   all that was real is left behind.   ❞  ❝   don’t care w...

lost without you: Chwistopher @Loudwindow Concept: Pirates slay a monster mermaid to steal its treasure chest. Pirates open chest, finds a sleepy baby mermaid within. Monster mermaid was using the treasure chest as a cradle. Pirates: <p><a href="http://dragonsateyourtoast.tumblr.com/post/169373651900" class="tumblr_blog">dragonsateyourtoast</a>:</p><blockquote> <p><a href="http://otherwindow.tumblr.com/post/169340235270/otherwindow-this-is-how-the-golden-age-of-piracy" class="tumblr_blog">otherwindow</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p><a href="http://otherwindow.tumblr.com/post/169291615220/this-is-how-the-golden-age-of-piracy-ended" class="tumblr_blog">otherwindow</a>:</p> <blockquote><p>This is how the golden age of piracy ended.</p></blockquote> <figure class="tmblr-full" data-orig-height="677" data-orig-width="1000"><img src="https://78.media.tumblr.com/51eb1c65a8936859a4b9e9ed54eb60d9/tumblr_inline_p22tdbtzyD1qdd180_540.jpg" data-orig-height="677" data-orig-width="1000"/></figure><p>The first mermaid to get tattoos :)</p> </blockquote> <p>“we didn’t know any better,” the crewman says, and swallows, presenting the chest to the captain. “what do we do now?”</p> <p>“kill it,” the captain says, but the ice is melting in his eyes.</p> <p>“we can’t,” the first mate says desperately, praying she won’t have to fight her captain on this. “we can’t. we - i won’t. we won’t.”</p> <p>“i know.”</p> <p>x</p> <p>“daddy,” she says, floating in a tub of seawater in the hold, “daddy, la-la, la-la-la.”</p> <p>her voice rings like bells. her accent is strange; her mouth isn’t made for human words. it mesmerises even the hardiest amongst them and she wasn’t even trying. the crew has taken to diving for shellfish near the shorelines for her; she loves them, splitting the shells apart with strength seen in no human toddler, slurping down the slimy molluscs inside and laughing, all plump brown cheeks and needle-sharp teeth. she sometimes splashes them for fun with her smooth, rubbery brown tail. even when they get soaked they laugh. they love her.</p> <p>“daddy,” she calls again, and he can hear the worry in her voice. the storm rocking the ship is harsh and uncaring, and if they go down, she would be the only survivor.</p> <p>“don’t worry,” he says, and goes over, sitting next to the tub. the first mate, leaning against the wall, pretends not to notice as he quietly begins to sing.</p> <p>x</p> <p>“father,” she says, one day, as she leans on the edge of the dock and the captain sits next to her, “why am I here?”</p> <p>“your mother abandoned you,” he says, as he always has. “we found you adrift, and couldn’t bear to leave you there.”</p> <p>she picks at the salt-soaked boards, uncertain. her hair is pulled back in a fluffy black puff, the white linen holding it slipping almost over one of her dark eyes. one of her first tattoos, a many-limbed kraken, curls over her right shoulder and down her arm, delicate tendrils wrapped around her calloused fingertips. “alright,” she says.</p> <p>x</p> <p>“why am I really here?” she asks the first mate, watching the sun set over the water in streaks of liquid metal that pooled in the troughs of the waves and glittered on the seafoam.</p> <p>“we didn’t know any better,” the first mate says, staring into the water. “we didn’t know- we didn’t know anything. we didn’t understand why she fought so viciously to guard her treasure. we could not know she protected something a thousand times more precious than the purest gold.”</p> <p>she wants to be furious, but she can’t. she already knew the answer, from reading the guilt in her father’s eyes and the empty space in her own history. and she can’t hate her family.</p> <p>“it’s alright,” she says. “i do have a family, anyways. i don’t think i would have liked my other life near as much.”</p> <p>x</p> <p>her kraken grows, spreading its tendrils over her torso and arms. she grows too, too large to come on board the ship without being hauled up in a boat from the water. she sings when the storms come and swims before the ship to guide it to safety. she fights off more than one beast of the seas, and gathers a set of scars across her back that she bears with pride. “i don’t mind,” she says, when the captain fusses over her, “now i match all of you.”</p> <p>the first time their ship is threatened, really threatened, is by another fleet. a friend turned enemy of the first mate. “we shouldn’t fight him,” she says, peering through the spyglass.</p> <p>“why not?” the mermaid asks.</p> <p>“he’ll win,” the first mate says.</p> <p>the mermaid tips her head sideways. Her eyes, dark as the deep waters, gleam in the noon light. “are you sure?” she asks.</p> <p>x</p> <p>the enemy fleet surrenders after the flagship is sunk in the night, the anchor ripped off the ship and the planks torn off the hull. the surviving crew, wild-eyed and delirious, whimper and say a sea serpent came from the water and attacked them, say it was longer than the boat and crushed it in its coils. the first mate hears this and has to hide her laughter. the captain apologizes to his daughter for doubting her.</p> <p>“don’t worry,” she says, with a bright laugh, “it was fun.”</p> <p>x</p> <p>the second time, they are pushed by a storm into a royal fleet. they can’t possibly fight them, and they don’t have the time to escape.</p> <p>“let me up,” the mermaid urges, surfacing starboard and shouting to the crew. “bring me up, quickly, quickly.”</p> <p>they lower the boat and she piles her sinous form into it, and uses her claws to help the crew pull her up. once on the deck she flops out of the boat and makes her way over to the bow. the crew tries to help but she’s so heavy they can barely lift parts of her.</p> <p>she crawls up out in front of the rail and wraps her long webbed tail around the prow. the figurehead has served them well so far but they need more right now. she wraps herself around the figurehead and raises her body up into the wind takes a breath of the stinging salt air and sings.</p> <p>the storm carries her voice on its front to the royal navy. they are enchanted, so stunned by her song that they drop the rigging ropes and let the tillers drift. the pirates sail through the center of the fleet, trailing the storm behind them, and by the time the fleet has managed to regain its senses they are buried in wind and rain and the pirates are gone.</p> <p>x</p> <p>she declines guns. instead she carries a harpoon and its launcher, and uses them to board enemy ships, hauling her massive form out of the water to coil on the deck and dispatch enemies with ruthless efficiency. her family is feared across all the sea.</p> <p>x</p> <p>“you know we are dying,” the captain says, looking down at her.</p> <p>she floats next to the ship, so massive she could hold it in her arms. her eyes are wise.</p> <p>“i know,” she says, “i can feel it coming.”</p> <p>the first mate stands next to the captain. she never had a lover or a child, and neither did he, but to the mermaid they are her parents. she will always love her daughter. the tattoos are graven in dark swirls across the mermaid’s deep brown skin and the flesh of her tail, even spiraling onto the spiked webbing on her spine and face. her hair is still tied back, this time with a sail that could not be patched one last time. </p> <p>“we love you,” the first mate says simply, looking down. her own tightly coiled black hair falls in to her face; she shakes the locs out of the way and smiles through her tears. the captain pretends he isnt crying either.</p> <p>“i love you too,” the mermaid says, and reached up to pull the ship down just a bit, just to hold them one last time.</p> <p>“guard the ship,” the captain says. “you always have but you know they’re lost without you.”</p> <p>“without you,” the mermaid corrects, with a shrug that makes waves. “what will we do?”</p> <p>“i don’t know,” the captain says. “but you’ll help them, won’t you?”</p> <p>“of course i will,” she scoffs, rolling her eyes. “i will always protect my family.”</p> <p>x</p> <p>the captain and the first mate are gone. the ship has a new captain, young and fearless - of the things she can afford to disregard. she fears and loves the ocean, as all captains do. she does not fear the royal fleet. and she does not fear the mermaid.</p> <p>“you know, i heard stories about you when i was a little girl,” she says, trailing her fingers in the water next to the dock.</p> <p>the mermaid stares at her with one eye the size of a dinner table. “is that so?” she hums, smirking with teeth sharper than the swords of the entire navy.</p> <p>“they said you could sink an entire fleet and that you had skin tougher than dragon scales,” the new captain says, grinning right back at the monster who could eat her without a moment’s hesitation. “i always thought they were telling tall tales.”</p> <p>“and now?”</p> <p>“they were right,” the new captain says. “how did they ever befriend you?”</p> <p>the mermaid smiles, fully this time, her dark eyes gleaming under the white linen sail. “they didn’t know any better.”</p> </blockquote> <p>Yooooo</p>
lost without you: Chwistopher
 @Loudwindow
 Concept: Pirates slay a monster mermaid
 to steal its treasure chest.
 Pirates open chest, finds a sleepy baby
 mermaid within.
 Monster mermaid was using the treasure
 chest as a cradle.
 Pirates:
<p><a href="http://dragonsateyourtoast.tumblr.com/post/169373651900" class="tumblr_blog">dragonsateyourtoast</a>:</p><blockquote>
<p><a href="http://otherwindow.tumblr.com/post/169340235270/otherwindow-this-is-how-the-golden-age-of-piracy" class="tumblr_blog">otherwindow</a>:</p>
<blockquote>
<p><a href="http://otherwindow.tumblr.com/post/169291615220/this-is-how-the-golden-age-of-piracy-ended" class="tumblr_blog">otherwindow</a>:</p>
<blockquote><p>This is how the golden age of piracy ended.</p></blockquote>
<figure class="tmblr-full" data-orig-height="677" data-orig-width="1000"><img src="https://78.media.tumblr.com/51eb1c65a8936859a4b9e9ed54eb60d9/tumblr_inline_p22tdbtzyD1qdd180_540.jpg" data-orig-height="677" data-orig-width="1000"/></figure><p>The first mermaid to get tattoos :)</p>
</blockquote>

<p>“we didn’t know any better,” the crewman says, and swallows, presenting the chest to the captain. “what do we do now?”</p>
<p>“kill it,” the captain says, but the ice is melting in his eyes.</p>
<p>“we can’t,” the first mate says desperately, praying she won’t have to fight her captain on this. “we can’t. we - i won’t. we won’t.”</p>
<p>“i know.”</p>
<p>x</p>
<p>“daddy,” she says, floating in a tub of seawater in the hold, “daddy, la-la, la-la-la.”</p>
<p>her voice rings like bells. her accent is strange; her mouth isn’t made for human words. it mesmerises even the hardiest amongst them and she wasn’t even trying. the crew has taken to diving for shellfish near the shorelines for her; she loves them, splitting the shells apart with strength seen in no human toddler, slurping down the slimy molluscs inside and laughing, all plump brown cheeks and needle-sharp teeth. she sometimes splashes them for fun with her smooth, rubbery brown tail. even when they get soaked they laugh. they love her.</p>
<p>“daddy,” she calls again, and he can hear the worry in her voice. the storm rocking the ship is harsh and uncaring, and if they go down, she would be the only survivor.</p>
<p>“don’t worry,” he says, and goes over, sitting next to the tub. the first mate, leaning against the wall, pretends not to notice as he quietly begins to sing.</p>
<p>x</p>
<p>“father,” she says, one day, as she leans on the edge of the dock and the captain sits next to her, “why am I here?”</p>
<p>“your mother abandoned you,” he says, as he always has. “we found you adrift, and couldn’t bear to leave you there.”</p>
<p>she picks at the salt-soaked boards, uncertain. her hair is pulled back in a fluffy black puff, the white linen holding it slipping almost over one of her dark eyes. one of her first tattoos, a many-limbed kraken, curls over her right shoulder and down her arm, delicate tendrils wrapped around her calloused fingertips. “alright,” she says.</p>
<p>x</p>
<p>“why am I really here?” she asks the first mate, watching the sun set over the water in streaks of liquid metal that pooled in the troughs of the waves and glittered on the seafoam.</p>
<p>“we didn’t know any better,” the first mate says, staring into the water. “we didn’t know- we didn’t know anything. we didn’t understand why she fought so viciously to guard her treasure. we could not know she protected something a thousand times more precious than the purest gold.”</p>
<p>she wants to be furious, but she can’t. she already knew the answer, from reading the guilt in her father’s eyes and the empty space in her own history. and she can’t hate her family.</p>
<p>“it’s alright,” she says. “i do have a family, anyways. i don’t think i would have liked my other life near as much.”</p>
<p>x</p>
<p>her kraken grows, spreading its tendrils over her torso and arms. she grows too, too large to come on board the ship without being hauled up in a boat from the water. she sings when the storms come and swims before the ship to guide it to safety. she fights off more than one beast of the seas, and gathers a set of scars across her back that she bears with pride. “i don’t mind,” she says, when the captain fusses over her, “now i match all of you.”</p>
<p>the first time their ship is threatened, really threatened, is by another fleet. a friend turned enemy of the first mate. “we shouldn’t fight him,” she says, peering through the spyglass.</p>
<p>“why not?” the mermaid asks.</p>
<p>“he’ll win,” the first mate says.</p>
<p>the mermaid tips her head sideways. Her eyes, dark as the deep waters, gleam in the noon light. “are you sure?” she asks.</p>
<p>x</p>
<p>the enemy fleet surrenders after the flagship is sunk in the night, the anchor ripped off the ship and the planks torn off the hull. the surviving crew, wild-eyed and delirious, whimper and say a sea serpent came from the water and attacked them, say it was longer than the boat and crushed it in its coils. the first mate hears this and has to hide her laughter. the captain apologizes to his daughter for doubting her.</p>
<p>“don’t worry,” she says, with a bright laugh, “it was fun.”</p>
<p>x</p>
<p>the second time, they are pushed by a storm into a royal fleet. they can’t possibly fight them, and they don’t have the time to escape.</p>
<p>“let me up,” the mermaid urges, surfacing starboard and shouting to the crew. “bring me up, quickly, quickly.”</p>
<p>they lower the boat and she piles her sinous form into it, and uses her claws to help the crew pull her up. once on the deck she flops out of the boat and makes her way over to the bow. the crew tries to help but she’s so heavy they can barely lift parts of her.</p>
<p>she crawls up out in front of the rail and wraps her long webbed tail around the prow. the figurehead has served them well so far but they need more right now. she wraps herself around the figurehead and raises her body up into the wind takes a breath of the stinging salt air and sings.</p>
<p>the storm carries her voice on its front to the royal navy. they are enchanted, so stunned by her song that they drop the rigging ropes and let the tillers drift. the pirates sail through the center of the fleet, trailing the storm behind them, and by the time the fleet has managed to regain its senses they are buried in wind and rain and the pirates are gone.</p>
<p>x</p>
<p>she declines guns. instead she carries a harpoon and its launcher, and uses them to board enemy ships, hauling her massive form out of the water to coil on the deck and dispatch enemies with ruthless efficiency. her family is feared across all the sea.</p>
<p>x</p>
<p>“you know we are dying,” the captain says, looking down at her.</p>
<p>she floats next to the ship, so massive she could hold it in her arms. her eyes are wise.</p>
<p>“i know,” she says, “i can feel it coming.”</p>
<p>the first mate stands next to the captain. she never had a lover or a child, and neither did he, but to the mermaid they are her parents. she will always love her daughter. the tattoos are graven in dark swirls across the mermaid’s deep brown skin and the flesh of her tail, even spiraling onto the spiked webbing on her spine and face. her hair is still tied back, this time with a sail that could not be patched one last time. </p>
<p>“we love you,” the first mate says simply, looking down. her own tightly coiled black hair falls in to her face; she shakes the locs out of the way and smiles through her tears. the captain pretends he isnt crying either.</p>
<p>“i love you too,” the mermaid says, and reached up to pull the ship down just a bit, just to hold them one last time.</p>
<p>“guard the ship,” the captain says. “you always have but you know they’re lost without you.”</p>
<p>“without you,” the mermaid corrects, with a shrug that makes waves. “what will we do?”</p>
<p>“i don’t know,” the captain says. “but you’ll help them, won’t you?”</p>
<p>“of course i will,” she scoffs, rolling her eyes. “i will always protect my family.”</p>
<p>x</p>
<p>the captain and the first mate are gone. the ship has a new captain, young and fearless - of the things she can afford to disregard. she fears and loves the ocean, as all captains do. she does not fear the royal fleet. and she does not fear the mermaid.</p>
<p>“you know, i heard stories about you when i was a little girl,” she says, trailing her fingers in the water next to the dock.</p>
<p>the mermaid stares at her with one eye the size of a dinner table. “is that so?” she hums, smirking with teeth sharper than the swords of the entire navy.</p>
<p>“they said you could sink an entire fleet and that you had skin tougher than dragon scales,” the new captain says, grinning right back at the monster who could eat her without a moment’s hesitation. “i always thought they were telling tall tales.”</p>
<p>“and now?”</p>
<p>“they were right,” the new captain says. “how did they ever befriend you?”</p>
<p>the mermaid smiles, fully this time, her dark eyes gleaming under the white linen sail. “they didn’t know any better.”</p>
</blockquote>

<p>Yooooo</p>

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