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homoqueerjewhobbit · 7 months

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Sorry you're having a bad day, maybe this will help:

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#Gene Kelly #tom and jerry #Pure joy #Anchors away #tap dance #post o' mine #Youtube

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rain-waifu · 9 months

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Anchors Away

#crystalized rain #my art #my little pony #anchors away #fanart #beach #crab #cute

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temper-temper · 1 year

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Tmi Tuesday- Sketch Book Edition

Gonna be doodling responses in my sketch book so please send your silliest and juiciest questions >:3 (tho like always nothing NSFW)

Ask Away~

#tmi tuesday #not the best doodle but that’s kinda the point #Can’t all be cute hussars #have Pilot FairChild instead #The sketchbook is really cute it’s a hand bound lil book covered in WWII planes #It was only 6 dollars!!#Ask away #Anchors away #Hehe #art #doodle #tradional sketch #fairchild #Ask #pls send me asks ;(

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crispyafterdark · 1 year

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”This is Chet Ubetcha here, with a chance to show off my hairy and muscular chest! Get a good look at this one, folks!”

#fairly oddparents #anchors away #shirtless #muscular #hairy pits #hairy chest #chet ubetcha

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whats-in-a-sentence · 1 month

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Their marching to the tune of 'Anchors Away' suggests different:

We are the ATS marching along

We are the Ack Ack girls

and this is just our marching song

We joined the Royal Artillery

to fight for yours and mine

And when we see a jerry plane

we shoot the blighter

Shoot the blighter down

"Normal Women: 900 Years of Making History" - Philippa Gregory

#book quotes #normal women #philippa gregory #nonfiction #marching song #anchors away #ats #auxiliary territorial service #anti aircraft guns #artillery #shot down

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anchors-x-away · 10 months

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Bella’s Capture

Bella gets snatched up <333 F in the chat bro

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Sakiko leaned against the edge of the stern, watching the sea below. The sun beat down on his face, not that he cared much. It just reminded him how he was just sitting there, doing nothing.

“Ain’t nothin’ to do on this boring ship,” he sighed, an irritated look passing over his face. He turned, walking across the deck. The only person on top with him was Ty, who was whittling away at a piece of wood.

Just as he was about to go below deck to see whatever the others were doing (as it seemed to be the only thing he could do at the moment,) he heard someone vocalizing. He found it strange because, one, no one on the ship sang regularly (not unless you count David singing Ty a lullaby once in a blue moon, but his voice did not sound like that.) And especially not that well. Sakiko ruled out any men singing, and soon the women as well. It definitely couldn’t have been Ty because, well, he was 15 feet away, focused on some wood, and the voice was far too feminine.

Sakiko’s eyes widening as she rushed to the side of the ship throwing his head over and scanning the waters. He watched. Waiting. Listening.

“…My name it is Maria…” he saw a tail rush somewhere under the large boat, and he realized he was hearing. He had heard that line and it was only one thing: a siren’s call.

Sakiko gritted his teeth as he turned, bounding over to left side of the ship. “The devilish thing is trying to throw someone overboard,” he muttered angrily, yanking the hung up harpoon. “Cap’n kill me if she found out I used this but who cares,” he rolled his eyes as he loaded a large harpoon into the barrel, picking up two others as he made his way to the right side again.

“A merchant’s daughter fair…” the voice was clearer this time, and he looked down to see a face appearing out of the water, bright red hair hard to miss. He took aim, hand shaking ever so slightly. “And I have left my parents, and €3000 a year…”

“Perish,” he uttered, letting the harpoon shoot out the gun. He got a bit of kickback, stumbling back a bit as he bent down to load another one. Just as he was putting it in, he caught Ty standing next to him. “Back up kid. It’s not safe.”

Ty blinked at him before turning back to the water and pointing. “But the lady is singing. Papá said that’s bad, if she’s this close to the ship.”

Sakiko looked to where the kinder was pointing, which was straight down, and realized that the thing had gotten closer. “Kid, back up!” Ty’s eyes widened at his tone, but did as he was told.

“Come all you pretty fair maids, who every you may be,” the siren reached her hands up as Sakiko aimed and missed, again. He blinked rather rapidly. Attempting to gain his foot as he tried to grab the 3rd harpoon. His vision blurred and he could feel his mind slipping. “Who love a jolly sailor, that plough the raging sea.”

Sakiko took aim, body wavering as he did. Someone was practically screaming his name, but he didn’t really register it. He leaned over board, getting ready to shoot. He was about to shoot when—

He fell in. Literally—he dropped the gun, and fell foward, crashing in the water. Every moment he tried to keep himself conscious, he failed.

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Bella watched as Honda’s boy came crashing down, right below the water. She watched as the boy who was next to him ran off sobbing, probably to go get help (which was pointless, because the man’ll be dead before anyone gets there.)

“While up aloft in storm, from me his absence mourn,” she sang, swimming down to where the man was, who had plummeted at least 10 ft due to him being dead weight at this point. “Who firmly pray arrive the day, he’s never more to roam.”

She pushed him down further, watching the air leave his lungs and the color leave his face. His eyes rolled back slightly as he seemed to be unconsciously gasping for non-existent air.

“Foolish Honda,” she thought as his chest started glowing brightly. She watched as the white, blue and purple (and maybe some red, but that was expected,) from his soul left his body.

Bella was finally going to get revenge. She couldn’t care less about any other human soul, this was the one she wanted (or at least was the closet she could get to the one she really wanted.) “My heart is pierced by cupid, I disdain all glittering gold,”

She was almost there. Almost.

“There is nothing can console me, but my jolly sailor bold.”

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The last thing David expected was his son to come down into the navigation room wailing about how the Chief Mate had fallen overboard because, quote, “a red haired lady with a tail was singing and he fell in.” Next thing he know he, his son, the captain and 3 other members were clambering up to the top of the deck.

“Where?! Where did he fall?!” David yelled, searching for the man. Ty pointed a little ways away and David had his coat off, ready to jump in before Nya stopped him.

“It’s too dangerous, we’ll have to use a net to fish him out! You could be killed!” She said, attempting to pull him back. David wriggled out of her grasp, throwing a leg over.

“Yeah well, there’s not enough time. And I’m the most likely not to be affected—I’m mostly blind and one of my ears is shot, so I’ll be going in.” With that, David dove in, choosing to ignore the protest of his crew mates and captain.

He looked around, eye scanning for some form of Sakiko. He found himself looking at a bright glow coming from below, and made his way down. He had also managed to grab one of the harpoons that were in the water, that were probably used in an struggle of shooting the moaning sea creature.

“My heart is pierced by cupid, I disdain all glittering gold,” He swam faster at the sound of the song, knowing it was coming to an end. The figures becoming more defined as he did. He held the harpoon up, and launched it with all of his strength.

The harpoon shot past them and put a gap between the two. The siren stopped singing and let out what was probably the most unholy shriek that graced his only good ear.

That seemed to snatch Sakiko out of his trance because he started flailing about, probably because he was on death’s door (and his soul was pulling itself back into his body.) David was quick to snatch him up, moving to swim to the surface. The siren let out another shriek and quickly pulled on David’s leg. The man kicked her in the face (inwardly apologizing because he was against hitting women,) and swam back up, breaking the water and reaching the surface.

The crew already threw a rope down and David quickly tied it around Sakiko’s waist, to which he started be hoisted up. David waited for another rope, until he was yanked under again. The siren let out a shrill cry, his eyes widening at her violent face.

He struggled against her hold, kicking with all his might. Just as she was about to make an attempt at his soul, another body hit the water. David turned and saw it was Sakiko—he had a net and harpoon in hand (which wasn’t ideal for him because he had always used a gun.) Almost immediately, the sirens attention was on him, and Sakiko chucked the harpoon, nicking her arm and hitting part of her tail.

David grabbed her arms while she was distracted, while Sakiko pulled the net over her head. Both men worked it quickly over her body before she was yanked out of the water.

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David climbed over board, sopping wet. He watched as Sakiko glowered at the tied up sea creature, a face of absolute hatred present.

“You tried to drown me,” he sneered.

“And I’d do it again!” She hissed.

“I’ll kill you—“ Just as he whipped his gun out, he felt a hand push it back down.

“Don’t,” Nya said, examining her body. “We’ll keep her alive for now.”

Sakiko tried to protest, but it was to no avail. He scoffed, walking off as the other members watched the siren’s every move. Just as he was about to head below to his room to change, he heard David call his name.

“Honda,” David said, picking up his crying son. Sakiko turned his head to peek behind him. “Try not to do that again. You damn near died and scared me half to death.”

“No promises,” Sakiko said simply, turning his gaze back to the sea and shaking his head, heading down below.

#anchors away #anchors away au #au #not my ocs #but also my ocs #pirate au #pirates #siren

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mayhemspreadingguy · 2 months

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Lost boys

#mayhem art #star wars #anakin skywalker #obi wan kenobi #anakin skywalker fanart #obi wan kenobi fanart #star wars art #this one was sitting in my drafts for about a month. idk why I was holding onto it -cries- anyway #this is shortly after Qui-Gon's death. Both of their lives just got flipped upside down. Anakin is traumatized by having to leave #his mother behind‚ then his Master's sudden death‚ and he's left with no certainty in his future.#Obi-Wan just witnessed his Master die‚ helplessly‚ then having to take care of this little human in his Master's stead‚ meanwhile feeling #wholly inadequate to be so suddenly knighted let alone immediately becoming a Master and taking responsibility for another being.#Both of them losing the constants in their lives. left uprooted. the only anchoring point being each other.#I imagine Obi-Wan wouldn't reach out to Anakin first‚ but if Anakin expressed compassion with him‚ grief‚ and his need to feel secure‚#Obi-Wan wouldn't turn him away #this was just my excuse to give them a proper soothing hug in their time of mourning

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holographic-mars · 7 days

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Soundwave face + ravage calming Soundwave down and grounding him during his time in the mines

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jaybybyby · 1 year

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So anybody gonna talk about how Aiden Hale's pronouns are he/him, and how every article I've read on the shooting says this, and then proceeds to use she/her and his deadname, Audrey? I don't care what a person does, using their correct pronouns is not just a privilege you take away. Use his correct pronouns.

Also hey before you make any comments or send me any asks about this, please read this ask I responded to since I'm tired of clarifying myself

Since this post ended up in radfem spaces no more reblogs ❤️

#tw shooting #shooting #audrey hale #if investigators and news anchors are gonna make it about his gender identity then god damn it so am fucking i #also so more people don't get on my ass about it: there are so many people talking about the shooting itself that i don't think me talking #about the gender identity aspect of it will take away from it. i'm just focusing on how this will potentially negatively affect the trans #community during a time in the us where trans people are near constantly under attack #later edit: interesting how almost everyone making shitty comments on this post has radfem in their bio 🤔 it's almost as if when aiden hale'#transgenderism is talked about from a place of concern instead of a place of accusation they get up in arms.. interesting #tw transphobia #transphobia #discourse #tw discourse

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earthlyruins · 3 months

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lrb sometimes i also think about the fact of like. sanji having to scream for chopper because zoro's literally collapsed on top of his broken leg and barely breathing. he's stuck and can't move or fight and he's trapped and can't help zoro and can you imagine, him thinking zoro dying is his fault. not just because he believes he wasn't strong enough to beat kuma, but because he can't get up and to chopper and he's wasting time. chopper and luffy find him hunched over zoro's body in a full blown panic attack where he barely recognizes anyone. he doesn't know who will help zoro or who will take him away from him. and eventually he lets go because he realizes who's in front of him—his family—and that self hatred just grows a bit more for not recognizing his crew and for costing zoro precious time. sanji who would've fought and killed with his bare hands if it meant even a small chance of keeping zoro safe. if he cannot sacrifice himself, he can at the very least use himself to save zoro's life.

#thinking about chopper taking zoro away and sanji still panicking so luffy holds him. holds his hands to keep from his hair and anchors him #black leg sanji #roronoa zoro #zosan #op #<- romantic or not like. hogufhjfbfna sanji hours #i am writing this... it's part of a much larger piece but my god dude. blows up

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dragonseeds · 7 months

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there’s a horrible sickness in me that makes me want to stop and replay da:i whenever i start a different game. how am i supposed to resist the story of my own unwilling apotheosis? especially as lavellan, who doesn’t believe in the maker and who has every right to hate and mistrust the chantry but chooses to use what power they have to try save people, to fix what’s broken, no matter how afraid they are or how careful they have to be. walking side by side with the great trickster god/adversary of your people without knowing, befriending him, changing his mind about this world but ultimately not his choice. he understands what’s happening to you because it happened to him once and he gives you his castle, built over the place where he sundered the world, and paints your story there in frescos that will last long after you’re gone and after the story has been retold and reshaped so many times that the truth of who you are and what you did is lost—just as he did his own story, which was lost and perverted by war and propaganda, and he shows all of this to you knowing you’ll understand because you’ve lived through something similar, grown into something larger than yourself and your true name, and it doesn’t change anything but. he wanted you to see him just for a moment, even if he can’t tell you everything (or almost anything) and you can’t save him—because he owes it to you as a someone who is a friend, almost an equal, and because there’s no one else left who knows: a direct result of what he did to your people and which he now seeks to undo at the cost of this world.

#dragon age #solas #literally i am ILL #i love religious trauma and stifling hypocrisy and walking carefully so carefully through a place i don’t belong but i’ve chosen to be #and questioning everything and losing and discovering myself over and over #and accidentally becoming friends with my work colleagues #and most importantly dating an actual god who is just a nerdy little guy who keeps fucking everything up #he’s such a liar but he wants to badly to tell the truth but he can’t he won’t #yet he only really lies through omission and speaks carefully so as not to give himself away #ok and also he very much wanted the anchor and manipulated that whole situation #but he also shows you who he is and tells you a sliver of the truth #and he didn’t have to do that! but he chose to—he wants you to see him and on some level to save him from his path i think #also i debated sooo long about the phrasing ‘almost an equal’ because i think he does consider everyone as worthy of life & choice as him!#but ultimately he is making the decisions of a god whether or not he acknowledges himself as one #he is deciding for a whole world—so i think there’s some cognitive dissonance there #and i went with almost #i’m fr stalled out in the middle of bg3 like i miss solas i miss my work friends

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itsalwaysforyou · 9 months

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jafar raised jay to be slippery and selfish but jay knew there was strength in numbers and decided to trust and love and hope despite everything else. and he protects these people that he finds, the only things his father can’t take from him, his own treasure he guards like the lion’s head at the cave of wonders.

he’s the last one out, there to watch their backs, as close to them all as their own shadows. he’s their third eye, always hyper-vigilant, always on the look out. he knows when to start a fight, and when it’s best to leave it alone. it’s nearly always best to leave it alone. he wrangles them all back in, keeping them safe so they don’t have to worry about injuries or repercussions or consequences. his job is to keep them safe, and keep them alive.

and yet, in auradon, with no brawls or street fights or leering parents or turf wars or rivals or enemies, what is there to protect them from? passive aggressive comments? pastels? afternoon tea? what is a guard dog with nothing to guard? jay has built his entire life, his entire self, around servitude. if it’s not his father, it’s his gang, always the helping hand and the shoulder to cry on (metaphorically, of course) and the reassuring presence. without any of that, he is nothing.

he is the thief that gives. the boy desperate to hold on to his only sense of purpose. it’s all he knows: give enough away and they might let you stick around. chameleonic, knowing exactly who to be where and when. the charmer, the heartthrob, the villain, the protector, the liar, the snake, the attacker. anything you need. he can be anything at all, as effortless as breathing.

#ANYWAY #where the hell did that come from hello #i just think that jay having no sense of self #because his entire life has been spent giving himself away!!!!#idk like he learned from jafar that ‘love’ and ‘protection’ is conditional #he had to be good enough - had to be PERFECT #and so with the gang it’s like. he cannot afford to be anything other than that strong & unwavering anchor #he’s unfazed by everything #he makes jokes and doesn’t take things seriously bc he can’t express what he’s really feeling #he’s trying to relieve the tension #it’s shielding the true paranoia and fear and guilt he’s feeling #and GAAHHHHH. JAYYYYYYY #like he just cares So Much. all of his actions are bc he just loves his gang so much and he wants what’s best for them #and he will get that with any means possible #i could literally go on forever about him #he’s been sidelined atm bc of my new hyperfixation but i am ALWAYS ready for a jay rant #descendants #jay son of jafar

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somuchbetterthanthat · 5 days

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I just think that Sam 'I fail just before any Big Success I was expecting' Khalid should have had a ring he intended to give Alice, is all. Hell maybe they should both know about the ring. Maybe it was on Alice's finger at SOME point. Before it all went wrong. I'm jUST sAYING.

#tmagp spoilers #the magnus protocol #I don't care it's soooo anchored in my very soul they almost got married #Canon cannot take that away from me #I needed 700 AUs where they WERE married #At least. To begin with.#Malice #sam x alice

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lesbiradshaw · 1 year

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just noticed that in pressure test when the arrow with brett’s lacrosse number is shot through the window of the police station and liam picks it up, lydia says “they’re trying to rattle us” and theo— from all the way across the room— is the first to look at liam and say that “it’s working” even before liam’s eyes start glowing as he begins to get upset. theo knew liam was getting worked up before it actually happened… he immediately noticed… guys they are so in sync it’s crazy.

#storing this away for my Theo Is One Of Liam’s Anchors conspiracy #not even a conspiracy atp… like its Real…#thiam #teen wolf #theo raeken x liam dunbar #theo raeken/liam dunbar #theo x liam #theo/liam #6.15 pressure test

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theyellowhue · 1 year

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Rain: started calling Phayu "daddy" to get out of doing his summer reading

Phayu: