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#thanks anon this was a SUPER fun ask!!!
legobiwan · 11 months
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What do you think the rest of the mario crew thinks of luigis villains?
Oooh hoo hoo. Fun question, anon! I'll include my projected opinions of Bowser, Peach, Mario and maybe a little addendum of E. Gadd as they're the main players who would have definite and varying things to say about each villain.
Bowser
Antasma: Thinks he's an absolute pushover and annoying, to boot. 10/10 would join forces with and betray again as it was almost a little too easy.
King Boo: Is extremely wary of him and tries to avoid entering any deals or partnerships with him, as even Bowser thinks King Boo is seriously deranged and from the rumours he's heard from the Boos who immigrated to the Darklands, he is a petty, tyrannical, and insane ruler. (Not that Bowser isn't petty and tyrannical - at least in his own mind. But, in reality, Bowser is pretty fair according to Darklands culture and treats his minions well, even if he yells and stomps around a lot).
Dimentio: Hates him with a burning passion and wants a chance to go one on one with him, just so he can personally stuff a sock in the smooth-talking jester's mouth. Bowser is always open to less-than-healthy alliances for personal gain, but even he knows Dimentio is someone you do not do deals with if you want to live. But by the lava gods, would he love to dig him up from the River Twygz, just for the opportunity to bury him again.
Peach
Antasma: Frankly, to Peach, Antasma is another villain-of-the-week who kidnapped her. She has no patience for villains who rely solely on kidnapping as their modus operandi, it's insulting and she's over it. She'll, of course, keep an open line of communication with the Pi'illo Kingdom in case Antasma or someone similar tries to make a pass at the Dream Stone, which is a wildly dangerous artifact.
King Boo: Even though King Boo did kidnap her once, Peach holds less disdain for King Boo than Antasma, as, at least with King Boo, her imprisonment wasn't targeted solely on her. She has a healthy respect for King Boo's powers and does not want to get the Mushroom Kingdom entangled with whatever bizarre blood feud is going on between him and Luigi.
Dimentio: She's just glad he's (hopefully) dead. This hasn't stopped her from drafting up a contingency plan to account any reappearance, just in case. She considers him one of the most dangerous villains of all time and worse, due to the whole Chaos Heart fiasco, that contingency plan she's created? Strategies to contain Luigi are also in that plan, and she hates every word she has to dictate to her scribes.
Mario
Antasma: Hates him for the fact he managed to infiltrate his brother's dreams and not only violate his deepest thoughts, but bring Bowser along for that ride. Good riddance to bad rubbish, as the old saying goes.
King Boo: Wants. His. Head. On. A. Platter. (But also, that whole thing makes him doubt himself? He's supposed to the protector, not Luigi. And three times now, Mario has managed to fail and been taken captive by ghosts. He can't figure out why he's so ill-disposed to deal with the paranormal. He needs to fix it).
Dimentio: Mario simultaneously despises Dimentio and is also terrified of him, as he's one of the only bad guys he's never truly been able to kill. Sure, they brought down Super Dimentio (Mario doesn't want to think about that, the other way his brother was folded and stretched into a grotesque monster of the apocalypse), but even then, Dimentio had one last trick up his sleeve and if not for Count Bleck and Tippi, the worlds would have ended and that damned jester and his in-thrall brother would have been left kings of an empty universe. More than King Boo, the nightmare that returns to Mario again and again is Dimentio rising from Underwhere with dangerous, silky words, somehow convincing Luigi to join forces with him to reignite the Chaos Heart and bring reality crashing to an end.
Post-script: E. Gadd
I think of all the villains, E. Gadd would be most fascinated by Antasma. King Boo is a nuisance, one created - if he were to be honest with himself - in part due to his own negligence. He'll never know everything about ghosts, but he knows a damn lot after all these decades. But to traverse the world of dreams and use them to alter reality - that is something E. Gadd has not encountered before, and he would love to study Antasma's powers and see how they align with the brainwave charts he's taken in secret of Luigi.
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sensitiveheartless · 1 year
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hmmmmmmmmmmmmm, another prompt from the intimacy prompt if you don't miiiiiiiiiiiiind
But like, would it be too much to ask for it to be Howl's Moving Castle au? If you'd rather not that's fine-
But like, the tickling prompt, cause like, Dazai's messed with Chuuya one too many times and Chuuya's like "fuck it, face the consequences, mackerel-"
Dazai was no longer safe for the rest of that day-
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Everyone else in the castle continues to suffer the horrors of living with these two weirdos(affectionate)
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celaenaeiln · 8 months
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12 am anon back at it again. my friend called me at 2 am, tipsy on i wanna say wine??? and ranted about how nightwing’s “superpower” is his charisma for like 15 mins . and then they talked about how he looks like he’d have a great spice tolerance before hanging up. i think its a hyperfixation .
I absolutely love it!! You and your friend just have the best conversations ever.
Your ask immediately reminded me of this scene from YJ Season 3
"That's just about everyone. Wasn't sure they'd all respond."
"You command more respect than you realize."
"I'm starting to get that."
Literally this boy has charisma oozing out of his pores. It absolutely is his superpower!
Charisma is known as "a personal magic of leadership arousing special popular loyalty or enthusiasm for a public figure" or "the quality of being able to attract, charm and influence those around you." And Dick is the living embodiment of it.
It's actually a canon trait of his
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The New Teen Titans (1980) Issue #5
Dick has the unique ability to lead people. It's not just about telling others what to do, it's people wanting to follow him, listen to him, and and accepts his commands of their own volition.
In the DC/RWBY comic, the RWBY team crosses over to Gotham with all their problems so they have to work together with Batman, Batgirl, and Nightwing (Ruby REALLY gets along with Dick which for some reason makes so much sense idk why). And the batfamily get superpowers.
And DC-
DC LITERALLY WENT-
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DC/RWBY Issue #3
THEY ACTUALLY GAVE HIM THE POWER OF INSPIRATION. THEY SAID "if anyone has the ability to lead people to a better life, give them light and hope, and be everyone's favorite leader and savior, then there is only one person to which we can attribute this power to."
Inspiration is the factor that leads people to moving mountains, becoming greater, and changing our entire lives and everyone else and Dick is the one who bestows that power.
He literally inspires people to be better and inspires them to follow him and became the greatest they can be.
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Teen Titans (2003) Issue #33
He just has the ability to inspire people to reach greater heights. The younger generation, his own, and the older ones kind of hero worship him.
Charisma is a dangerous power to have. It's essentially the unique ability to convince people to want to do things for you.
Examples of charismatic leaders are Martin Luther King Jr, Joan of Arc, Fidel Castro, and Napolean.
These people moved nations, worlds, societies but they are only one person. And Dick, has the ability to do this too.
To describe him as a person, to describe his charismatic authority, you need to combine all those figures into one person. And that's the equivalent of his power.
Because in the comics when he wants something - the whole superhero society answers.
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The Titans (1999) Issue #39
On a separate note, Dick does have a high spice tolerance!
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Batman and Robin (2009) Issue #1
Also Romani food is made hot and spicy, commonly using chili, paprika, and red and black pepper. So he can definitely handle the heat.
Lol I'm just imagining Dick absent-mindedly chewing on a red chili pepper while he watches Garth dare Wally to eat a ghost pepper while Donna's rolling her eyes and Roy's hyperventilating on the floor because he's having flashbacks to Ollie's Chilli.
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elitadream · 1 year
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Thank you for being the best Mario fan artist I’ve ever seen- have a picture of my cat
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Thank you for the amazing compliment. Here's a drawing of Mario with your cat. 💖💖💖
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passionartx · 2 months
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Fun game: assign some of your fave moots a sonic character you think they are most like! ❤️ (but to make it more fun and add varity nobody can be assigned sonic or tails!)
Thank you for the mentions on your responses @myymi @nixoon-again @whitecatindisguise @whotfletamothhyperfx!! These have been so fun to see ahh! So far I’ve got Vanilla, Amy and two for Whisper! All of which combined is pretty much me so good choices lol 🫶✨
This defo isn’t all my moots, but here’s a few off the top of my head! ✨ ((doing two each cause I’m indecisive ahh) You’re all lil goobers to me tho 🫶 If I forgot to tag someone or we aren’t moots but you wanna know who I’d pick lemme know and I will! ✨
@myymi - your fave shadow! /JJJJ - Kit and Blaze 🔥
@casperangel - Vector and Jewel 💎
@nixoon-again - Knuckles and Amy ❣️
@0vergrowngraveyard - Omega and Amy 🧨
@sociallyawkwardspoon - Charmy and Cream 💛
@nblatinotails - Maria and Vanilla 💙
@sh-0-w-1-sh - Surge and Jet ⚡️
@pocketscribbs - Tangle and Belle 💕
@whitecatindisguise - Maddie Wachowski and Vanilla 🧡
@mama-qwerty - Vanilla and Silver 🩵
@dunkinbublin - Vector and Espio 💜
@studioboner - Silver and Mighty ❤️
@niyana-the-ambiguous-mobian - Tangle and Charmy 🧡
@whotfletamothhyperfx - Belle and Amy 💖
@000marie198 - Mighty and Tangle 🌟
@suzienightsky - Cream and Vanilla ☀️
@nortedwayfinder - Cream and Amy 💞
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agerefandom · 6 months
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🧸 Tenth doctor
10th Doctor is a flip to me! He is SUCH a regressor and SUCH a caregiver at the same time.
I personally think that any version of The Doctor doesn't fit into dichotomies: they're always both of whatever is offered to them.
Random Headcanons:
1- bad at keeping regression gear separate: if he's taking care of a regressor, he'll steal their gear, but also give them things from his own stash: he just doesn't register the 'his' vs. 'theirs'
2- his physical affection goes way up when he's regressed, and he's definitely a 'run and jump into a hug' kind of regressor when he's comfortable with someone
3- I think The Doctor and The Master used to be a matched set of flips when they were both on Gallifrey and it adds to ye olde angst of 10's seasons
send a character and a 🧸 and I’ll give you three random agere headcanons!
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ginger-and-mint · 4 months
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Myx, if there was a tummy/stuffing related mod for Sky/rim, what do you think would be the most important things to include, and what would you personally want to see included? No wrong answers and be as specific as you like.
[SWEATS]
omg anon.... this is such a fun question and I've been gnawing it happily like a dog with a bone! under a cut because you did say that I could be as specific as I liked and I definitely took you up on that :]
I think a Tummy Meter mod would be super fun! Kind of similar to your carrying capacity, but for tracking the amount of food you've eaten. Each food item could have a "weight" value that counts towards your fullness for a set number of hours, and if you eat beyond this capacity, you become.... over-encumbered....
The most important thing to include would be a mechanism to prevent you from chugging cheese wheels in battle! ^^' There would have to be a penalty for overstuffing yourself -- possibly limited movement speed like when you exceed your carrying capacity, and/or maybe your stamina bar is halved, or something else!
In terms of what I would personally enjoy... you know those little text notifications that inform you that you're carrying too much to run or that you've contracted rockjoint? ^^'' well... a notification like "your stomach is very full" or "you've eaten to your limit" would Destroy me. also NPCs noticing!! even the same "you don't look so good" dialogue that you get when you have a disease would be so so illegal.
Other misc fun ideas:
Having a progression mechanic, sorta like how vampirism has different stages. The further you've exceeded your stomach capacity, the more intense the penalties get.
Changes to food to encourage more eating. ^^' Possibly giving food items small buffs or other effects.
Exceeding your stomach capacity could give you a chance to contract a disease that's essentially a Big Tummyache, which has to be cured with a potion or shrine like other diseases.
completely separate from the Tummy Meter Idea, in my wildest crazy thoughts... a tummy/stuffing themed mod that adds a new side quest. the plot could be absolutely silly -- maybe you're hired to infiltrate a fancy party and eat all the food to embarrass the hosts, or you gain an innkeeper's favor by sampling all their cooking, or hell, maybe the DB is challenged to an eating contest. (normally I don't like eating contests as a trope but this setting is an exception, you can't tell me that No//rds don't brag about how much they can eat....)
my main point is -- if there was a quest where the DB had to go around one of those lavishly-supplied banquet halls that are everywhere in Sky//rim and eat a LOT of food... and if there was one of those quick third-person animations of them clutching their tummy afterwards... and maybe an NPC expressing concern or making comments on the state that you're in.... That Sure Would Be Something.
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coquelicoq · 2 days
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I've seen your numerous posts about French and English, so now I want to ask you what specific things about Spanish do you find fascinating or interesting? It can be anything, really
love the [β̞] sound. LOVE the cardinal vowels. i like that there's a voiceless postalveolar affricate ([tʃ], the "ch" sound) but no phonemic voiced counterpart. that's funky, i can dig it. big fan of smooshing words together like contigo or hacerlo. the upside down punctuation marks are so cool and smart and symmetrical and i don't know why we don't do that in every language. i like the orthography and how easy it is to figure out pronunciation based on spelling. spanish even uses accents to tell you when the stress is different 😩😭 can you imagine if english did that? please. i love that you can just drop the pronominal subject a lot of the time because that information is encoded in the verb and the conjugations are audibly different by person and number. very elegant. it's one of the things i love about latin too. i like the passive se construction (like in "se habla español"). immediatamente is a baller word and i find myself trying to slip it into french sentences because it's so much more fun to say than immédiatement, no offense french. i love diminutive endings like ita and ito. pobrecita/o is an amazing word, i constantly want to use it. i like that you can just use any adjective as a noun if you feel like it (french does this too, english not to the same extent). i can't explain why this was my reaction, but when i first learned the word ello (probably on like, day 1 of spanish class lol), i was like shut the fuck up. for real? that's so cool. i love how, given the o/a gender distinction, adding -e as a nonbinary ending is pretty intuitive, and i love how it suggests the existence of as-yet undiscovered approaches to gender to which -u and -i would correspond. kidding, kidding. i know it doesn't work like that. but i mean. that would be cool though.
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starfiresky · 1 month
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Hi! I've never asked before, so I don't really know the protocol/general etiquette. Do you request/suggest art ideas?
If so, drawing Sora casting a Firaga Burst (like he does in KH COM) could be fun? The pose of holding the keyblade in the air and a giant fireball is above it, raining down other smaller fireballs. Or a fun artwork of Sora and Donald casting a spell at enemies together?
Yes! You can request ideas, or really just pop in and say whatever 😂 I’m chill with anything, just as long as whatever you say/suggest is appropriate! I like wholesome things!
Anyway, what awesome ideas, thank you so much!!! I especially like the one with Donald and Sora! I hope this is ok! 💕💫
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I know Sora doesn’t cast magic with his hands, but I personally think it looks cooler that way, lol
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imminent-danger-came · 8 months
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Hello! I wanted to know your opinion on my interpression of LMK Maybe it's more headcanon than theory but. I was thinking about the idea of ​​destiny and I was a little intrigued because the idea of ​​you already having a predetermined path to follow seems to take away some of your power of choice. So I think Mk being called the Harbinger of chaos, and (in my interpretation) chaos would be the lack of control. Therefore, the idea of ​​Mk being a creature of chaos that has no predestined path to follow could be a balance in the universe. Kind of destiny and chaos need to exist together to maintain balance. Like imagine if LBD was right and that focused on her destiny, but facing someone who has no destiny changed hers!
You have a predetermined path to safety, the insertion of future fear. But my theory is basically that people who are close to Mk gain the autonomy to choose their own paths, because he doesn't have a path.
sorry for any english mistakes
I've always thought of MK as having some destiny altering capabilities (stopping LBD from destroying the world in 3x14, saving Mei from the Samadhi Fire in 3x10 if you choose to interpret it that way) so I really like chaos as the antithesis to destiny.
Like, MK is the "Plan Man" right, yet fate itself "has plans for [him]". MK often runs away from destiny but the moment he faces it head on he's able to change it. At this point, I'd wager chaos is closely tied to MK's origins. We also know there's a reason he's at "the center of all these stories" even if we don't know what that reason might be quite yet. So keeping all that in mind, I think this idea has plenty of merit!
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pkmn-smashorpass · 6 months
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Wait another Pokemon fuckler with a Christmas birthday!? Me too!!! HAPPY TRIFECTA!!
December 23rd actually I’m just on vacation so I’ve been slow answering asks 😭
But I’ll tell you a secret. Because I was born so close to Christmas my Dad had the brilliant idea of making one of my middle names Santa. For real. On all of my legal documents.
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sinnoh-student · 1 year
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Please tell us, what DOES need to happen for us to become ghost types when we die?
Alright, alright. Okay. I am by no means an expert, but as a Pokémon Researcher and part-time Ghost type enthusiast, here’s what I’ve got. To become a Ghost type when you die, do the following - or to avoid becoming a Ghost type when you die, don’t do the following…
Die in the same room as a cold cup of tea (Sinistea and subsequently Polteageist)
Die as a result of inhaling toxic gases (Gastly, Haunter and Gengar)
Take great joy in frightening and/or being cruel to people in life (Misdreavus and subsequently Mismagius)
Die in an extremely cold, icy environment (Froslass)
Live a thoroughly evil and unrepentant life (Spiritomb)
There are others, but these are the most thoroughly researched ones I could find.
Yamask of course mostly originate from human spirits, and it’s a hot topic of scientific debate as to why only certain human spirits turn into Yamasks after death, so I can’t tell you exactly how to avoid (or have) that. Current research points to dying with a lot of regrets or unfinished business being a potential factor.
Drifloon also commonly come from human spirits, but since they are quite difficult to get a hold of there hasn’t been much research into them yet. Their frequent use of the move Amnesia also makes it difficult for Psychic type questioning of the Drifloon to give any real answers.
Now of course, some Ghost types can’t originate from human spirits at all (except in very specific cases, which I can elaborate on in a separate post if folks are curious. Shuppet (and consequently Banette) do not come from human spirits; rather they are the paranormal manifestations of the grief or ill-will an abandoned doll or toy may have towards a careless owner. Other Ghost types that almost never originate from human spirits include Mimikyu, Alolan Marowak, Shedinja, Greavard… Honestly, it would be easier and quicker to list the Ghost types that can originate from human spirits.
So, in conclusion, unless you’re absolutely awful in life or die in highly specific circumstances… you’re probably fine @pokemonprofessorintraining.
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ssreeder · 15 days
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I never did this before so I don’t know if I’m supposed to recommend songs here but anyway.
I think Nobody by Faith Marie fits LIAB pretty good.
Hope you have a great day.
Oh wow… this is an intense song! I really like it!! I’m a sucker for songs with strong vibes and this has got this covered!
as soon as I heard the lyrics I got the liab tone right away lol
I don't know you I don't know me But somehow I know you mean everything You can set me free
yeah that’s them haha, thanks anon!!
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daydadahlias · 2 months
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heyy🚬 this isn’t a question, it’s me talking about ab the daddy kink ask <3 lol i did it anonymously bc i was feeling cowardice so i’m sticking to it! tbh idk what Prompted it 😭 i think i’ve been reading more fics w daddy kinks recently & i was like hmm. what does cornflowerblue think of this! bc it doesn’t make, like, frequent appearances in your fics, so i was just wondering how you felt about it! lol i agree it has a time & a place thank u for answering even though it was kinda a silly question <3
heyy bff (why r u smoking here?? this is a smoke free zone) i love answering questions, especially silly ones <3 and i happened to very much enjoy my annual daddy kink check-in lol. also it always makes me giggle when people refer to me as cornflowerblue like that's my government name <3
so, i will say that, in My Youth (trademark), i def was very anti daddy kink because it was just so often used in ways that I did Not vibe with (like the inherent infantilization of one character and also the fact that when they used it w/ Ashton they always made him super dominant and borderline abusive and like :( that is not my man i have never seen that man before in my life). so, like, i think it's a valid question because there's a bit of ~nuance~ to it.
i also tend to not use it in my fics bc 1) while I'm not anti daddy kink, it's def not something that i personally seek out so i don't really have a desire to include it and 2) i know it can be very polarizing and i don't want to potentially make an otherwise very run of the mill fic inaccessible for someone. honestly, i think the only fic I have up right now that really talks about daddy kink is Made in Magnolia?? bc Cal has one. i will say tho, this ask kind of made me want to try my hand at including it in smthn.
i really do, at my core, think that almost any kink (with a few exceptions) can be written well !! and I'm never opposed to trying one out in writing :)
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swannposting · 5 months
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Jack (on a side adventure with Lizzie?) comes across some supernatural thing that even he isn't about to fuck around and find out about. Something insane like a wardrobe being guarded on a ship and he opens it and snow comes out.
♡ Hi, anon! Thank you dearly for this prompt. I had a great deal of fun playing with this today. ♡ -> askbox is open for prompts whenever
“We never should have sailed north of the Carolinas, Lizzie.” 
Shivering like a wet dog, Jack trudges along a rocky beach at the heels of his Captain. He rubs at his elbows for warmth and lets out an ostentatious sneeze. 
“You know I hate the cold,” he grumbles, his voice thick and snotty, “And the clouds. Where’s the sun? Feels like me bollocks are goin’ to freeze off…”
“Keep that up.” Elizabeth taps at the compass cradled delicately in her palm. She pauses, squinting at the twitching needle, and Jack catches up beside her.
“Huh?” 
“You are being thoroughly annoying,” she informs him, “It’s stopping the compass from getting distracted by you.” 
“Hm. Well, you’re welcome. Can we leave now?” 
Her eyes roll irritably in his direction and she just walks onward, leaving him stewing in his bad mood. Jack stumbles on the unfamiliar terrain as he hurries after her. 
“Do you truly think there will be something of value here?” he says, following her around the corner of a cliffside, “Seems like this rock is entirely devoid of anything shiny.” 
“The compass seems to think so,” she replies, “I suspect it’s got something to do with the chalices. I’ve been wanting them terribly.” 
“Compass doesn’t work like that.”
“Sure it does,” she says matter-of-factly, “When one learns to get a handle on one’s own desires, she can be incredibly responsive.”
Jack scoffs, unwilling to believe that Elizabeth could have mastered the compass that has been his uncertain guide all his life. They continue along the base of one of the myriad of cliffsides found in the scattered islands north of the British Isles until they come across a break in the rock formation. It is almost like a staircase of stone. It isn’t man made, but it looks simple enough to scale. 
“Allow me, dearie,” Jack offers, stepping forward to take the lead as they climb. 
“No, you stay behind me,” orders Captain Swann, hopping gracefully up onto the first ledge. 
Of course, he should have known. If he is to take the lead, Elizabeth will be unable to discern if the compass is leading her to the treasure they seek, or in circles, following her dear old Jack. That gives him something to grin wickedly about as they ascend into the cliffside. Distracted by his own celebratory musings, he walks right into Elizabeth. They have reached the top of the cliff, where the ground is patchy with grass, and their anchored ship is visible in the distance. The captain has halted to look out at what they’ve found. 
“Huh. A shortcut?”
Elizabeth approaches a large opening in the ground. She kneels at the edge and peers down, then takes a pebble and drops it into the pit. It sinks with a whistle of air, and a splash echoes upward. 
“You aren’t actually thinking about going down there, are you?” asks Jack from where he stands at a safer distance. 
“I was considering sending you down there.” 
“Contrary to popular belief, I do not enjoy exploring massive, unfamiliar holes.”         
Still, he cannot help his curiosity, and he steps forward to peer down as well. 
“This must be the cave that they spoke of,” Elizabeth says thoughtfully, “You can hear the tide within. Seems like the compass just took us on the most direct route.” 
As she contemplates the sea cave below, Jack is suddenly spurred by a spirit of mischief. He does not mean to push Elizabeth into the pit, really. When he jolts her shoulders, he is only trying to give her a lighthearted scare, perhaps providing more of that helpful annoyance she asked for. But she startles, and slips, and the fragile earth beneath them crumbles at the edges. Gasping, she grasps at his coat as she falls, dragging him down into the abyss with her. Their shrieks shatter the silence of the cave, surely alerting anything that dwells there of their presence before they splash into the water below. 
The water there is dark emerald, illuminated by what Jack first thinks are some kind of gemstones. Until the gemstones move, and he realizes that the glow comes from the eyes of several creatures swirling past him underwater. Bubbles escape his mouth in a silent shout. He swims upward at top speed.
“Selkies!” he cries as he breaks the surface. Treading water, he spins about, searching for Elizabeth. 
“I know!” Elizabeth calls back. Jack spots her a ways away, being guided to a dark shore within the cave by a large seal. “They’re nice!” 
“No, they are not!” Jack splutters through his breaststrokes as he makes for shore, “They’re like mermaids, ‘Lizbeth. They’ll trick you!” 
But she pays no heed to his warning, and ends up on the ebony sands just before he does. Several of her new selkie friends follow, and as they emerge from the water, their seal skin transforms into pale, naked, human forms. Their eyes, huge like saucers and darker than the Black Pearl, lock with Elizabeth’s inquisitive gaze. He hears her whisper, “Beautiful…”  as she extends a hand to one of them. 
If Jack was cold before, he is positively turning to ice now. Drenched from head to toe, Jack wobbles to his feet and hurries to Elizabeth, tugging her away from the spell of the selkies. They hiss at him, exposing razor sharp teeth. Elizabeth yelps. Dozens of selkies within the water and on the shore all begin to circle the small strip of land upon which they stand, shivering with cold. 
“Do you think they are guarding that?”  
Elizabeth points further back in the cave. It seems that a bit of sunlight has broken the cloud cover and now shines through a small opening in the roof of the cave. The sliver of light reveals the remnants of a ship, wrecked and run aground. 
“Lovely observation, Lizzie dear,” says Jack, checking that his sword is still strapped to his belt, “Now what do you say we leave them to their duty, shall we?” 
Instinctively, they side-step until they are back to back, ready to draw their weapons and defend one another should the selkies use their teeth for more than just an unfriendly hiss. 
“No!” Elizabeth protests in a near whisper, “I want to see what’s in there.” 
“I expect more things that would love nothing more than to kill intruders such as you and I.” 
“We don’t know that! They could be nice.” 
“You almost became dinner for these things a moment ago.” 
Jack groans, covering his eyes for fear of the sekies’ spell. He hears movement beside him and peeks between his fingers to see that Elizabeth is boldly approaching the creatures. As fond as he is for his darling captain, he considers making a break for it and leaving her to sort out her own questionable decisions. 
“Hello!” greets Elizabeth, cheerily as she can muster to conceal the fear that Jack sees in her shaky smile. She gives a wave and holds up both hands in a sign of peaceful surrender. “Lovely to meet you all! And thank you very much for helping me to shore. I am Elizabeth Swann, Pirate Lord of the South China Seas and King of the Brethren Court.”
The selkies exchange looks and start to whisper among themselves in an unfamiliar tongue. Elizabeth casts a nervous glance at Jack, who is becoming very distracted by the terrifying visions of beauty that surround him. Before he can run, two selkies slink out of the water and come up behind him, sliding their long, dainty arms around his shoulders. The tallest of the selkies, and perhaps the most stunning of them all, steps up to Elizabeth, who holds her ground. 
“A woman king?” inquires the selkie in a melodic voice. Briefly in awe, Elizabeth blinks a moment before answering. 
“Indeed, I am.”
“And this man here– We saw him push you into the water. Would you like us to kill him for you?” 
“That was entirely accidental!” Jack calls out, struggling against the creatures and their pointy nails, “An awful misunderstanding really! Now if you’ll just kindly call off your ladies we can—”
Elizabeth shoots him a glare and holds up a hand to silence him, then smiles sweetly at what might be the selkie clan’s leader. 
“That is very kind, but no, thank you!” 
“Oh. Is he your… consort?” 
“Yes. I- I mean– no. Not exactly. He is more like my second in command. And I would like to keep him around. I do apologize for our intrusion. I can assure you we mean no harm.” 
“A pirate that means no harm?” says the leader, tilting her head. The other selkies let out a chorus of taunting laughter that makes Jack squirm. 
“Yes,” Elizabeth insists, “We mean you no harm.” 
“In our experience, pirates are liars who befoul our homes and slaughter our children.” 
The selkie leader’s anger is palpable. Elizabeth takes one step back, shuddering as a cold wind blows through the sea cave. 
“Those pirates are not our allies,” says Elizabeth, choosing her words carefully, “And I will make certain that any pirate who lives by the Code of my Brethren shall never harm you, or any of your children...” 
Jack winces. That sort of grandiose promise does not sound like something that could be easily enforced. But perhaps these are just words. Perhaps Elizabeth has seen sense and, like him, wants to get as far away from these isles as—
“...All I ask is to be permitted onto that ship you guard.” 
Bugger. Jack drags a hand down his face and groans again. If he ends up gnawed to death by a gorgeous seal-lady, he swears he will have a nasty message for William when the Dutchman comes to retrieve his soul. 
“That  ship?” The selkie leader inclines her head toward the back of the cave. Elizabeth nods. 
“I believe there might be something there that I am seeking. That is all we have come here for.” 
A disarming smile graces the selkie’s face, and her red lips stretch over teeth like sharpened pearls. She advances on Elizabeth, and Jack holds his breath, fearing that he is about to watch the gruesome demise of someone quite dear to him. Instead, the creature takes Elizabeth’s face in both her hands. 
“You are a very interesting Pirate King indeed. Have you been blessed by the sea?” 
Elizabeth’s lips part and her eyelashes flutter. It might be magic that has her entranced, or she might just be enraptured by this supernatural beauty. Jack can barely hear her say, 
“In a way, I am married to the sea.”
Her response pleases the leader, who touches her lips to Elizabeth’s forehead. 
“Then you have our blessing as well.” 
As the selkie leader draws back, Jack sees that Elizabeth’s face is bright pink, either from the cold, or that blessing. She and the selkie leader share a saccharine smile that Jack does not understand in the slightest. 
“Whatever it is that you seek is none of our concern. That ship is all that remains of a crew of men who failed to defeat us. We do not guard it. It is yours to explore.” 
And that is that. The leader calls off her fellow selkies, who retreat into the water and into the darkened corners of the cave. Jack scurries after Elizabeth, who heads straight for the shipwreck after graciously thanking the selkies. Together they shimmy up a splintering column of wood and nearly collapse onto the first deck they reach, which seems to be a captain’s quarters.
“Well, that was—”
“What the fuck  did you do that for?” hisses Elizabeth, her teeth chattering now, “We were lucky enough that they d-didn’t kill us, but our wet clothes may very well s-send us to our graves!”
With trembling hands, she opens up the compass again. She gives it a shake and lets out an exasperated sigh. 
“It’s spinning like mad now. What I w-want m-most in this world is t-to get warm!” 
Jack wraps her hands in his and rubs them together. When that fails to generate any real warmth, he gently takes back his compass and she hugs herself. 
“Let me try…”
Though it wouldn’t surprise him if the compass’s needle pointed him in the direction of the equator. He told  her that he hated going north, and for good reason. Jack rises to his feet and starts to pace the dusty old cabin. The needle settles and he turns to where it points. 
“Ah! How about this for a heart’s desire!” 
He stands before a large wardrobe, and to his delight, it is unlocked. Some sort of clothing must be inside, he hopes. Anything dry would do them good for now. However, something strange seems to emanate from the knobs. He hears Elizabeth come up behind him as he tugs open the doors. He expects the wardrobe to be full of dust. What tumbles out is a shock, to say the least. Heaps of powdery snow avalanche out onto his boots, and a cloud of the stuff goes fluttering outward as though an icy winter wind has been released from the depths of the wardrobe. He turns to Elizabeth, his dreads and facial hair covered in snowflakes. 
“Captain Swann?” 
“Yes?” 
“May I suggest we get the hell out of here?” 
Blinking away snow from her lashes, Elizabeth nods fervently. Jack steps back, kicking ice and snow from his boots, and something catches his eye. 
“Oh…? What’s this?” 
The cold bites at his bare hand as he stoops to reach into the heap. There, glinting beneath this bizarre indoor snowfall, is one of the two silver Chalices of Cartagena. Precisely what they have been searching for. He hands it to Elizabeth for her to marvel at. Then he snaps his compass shut and kisses it gratefully.
“Incredibly responsive. Seems this blasted thing knew where she was taking us after all!”
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mimikabii · 11 months
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