#castle seige

[combodactyl]

Spoilers for the evil dead series.

"Hey, get out of here this is my story.

How did you get in, where did you get that chainsaw--aaaaaahhh

Now listen to this story from the original chainsaw man.....

My story starts on a nice fall evening with my friends. A book taught us how to summon a demon, obviously thats stupid but whats even more stupid is that we didn't say it the tape recorder said it. Cue the usual monster stuff and the death of all of them............... Eventually I am the only one left but that flipping ghost came back and pushed me back into the house!!!!! A stupid ghost decided to posses my girl (something that hasn't happened before) and continued to torment me with a different f'n book and all the same tricks. Now my hand is gone and a lot more bodies are my responsibility. They freaking opened a portal to the middle ages leaving me stranded. Yada Yada Yada boomstick, beautiful women, old wise men. I go find this stupid book the necro-nemone? Eh close enough. I can't remember the phrase "Bah-weep-Graaaaagnah wheep ni ni bong", "Klaabu, Verama, Necktie", "Fear is the mind killer?" So I spawn this jack-o-lantern after one of those things jump into my mouth, mitosis me and makes me think I'm done with him. Finally epic castle fight where this dingus comes back with an edgy and mature personality, and attacks me with the titular army of darkness. More fighting and jokes are said but I manage to return home

And what do I come back to, a movie where I'm not the protagonist but even more of slap to the face, my face isn't used just my voice.

Anyway I'll give the writing back to that nerd that was here. I will be back and don't you forget it."

Day 19 I had a lot of fun with this drawing but I didn't appreciate my writing prompts being taken away from me. The evil dead series is also a big movie series my family likes and commonly quotes. Next post we go to the movie I haven't seen, (my friends just really wanted me to draw this one) as we crusade farther into #inktober.

[scotianostra]

19th February 1314 saw James Douglas retake Roxburgh Castle and raze it to the ground, a major breakthrough in the Wars of Scottish Independence.

The Black Douglas, as he was known, to the English, and sixty men approached the castle under cover of darkness draped in black cloaks to fool the defenders into thinking they were simply cattle. They scaled the walls and surprised the garrison climbing the castle walls using hooked scaling ladders after taking the Castle it was razed to the ground

It is well known that Robert Bruce's policy was to " slight" a castle whenever he captured one, as his small field army was never sufficient to detach garrisons for these fortresses, in order to prevent their re-occupation. As the Chronicle of Lanercost states, in describing how the Scots dealt with Roxburgh Castle,

"they razed to the ground the whole of that beautiful castle, just as they did other castles which they succeeded in taking, lest the English should ever hereafter be able to lord it over the land through holding the castles."

Little remains of the castle as you can see from the photo but the second pic is an interpretation of how it would have looked by Andrew Spratt.

Find more about the castle on the excellent Maybole page here https://www.maybole.org/history/castles/roxburgh.htm

[zorionbbq]

ROSENWALL VS. MARION 🤔

[lesless]

I will always remember a specific interaction back when I was working in retail; two of the girls who worked for me were cleaning out the keyboard of the cash register with air-in-a-can & then they ran over to me, holding it.

“Why is it cold when we use it?”

“Oh it’s an endothermic reaction, it takes energy from its surroundings so it will feel cold to the touch. Wait, why did you ask me?”

“Just seemed like something you’d know.”

Which, is fair lol. I had a similar interaction with my partner the other day. He asked me about something, I answered accurately (after looking it up to check myself) & then I paused & remembered that exchange. Ability to recall facts unparalleled lmao.

[elephantlovemedleys]

those two and a half weeks of feeling pressured and overstudying towards my assessment only for my professor to give me good feedback and praise my skills

[timegears-moved]

i spent all day doing shrines in order to finish them up before i go to hyrule castle only to realize i'm still missing like 10 of them :/

[bellshazes]

also i will never stop vagueposting in such a way that it sounds like i'm talking about bdubs when in all actuality mainly i am thinking of gawain my solar powered orkney knight idiot son of a bitch favorite.

[rants-and-rebloggs]

i cant leave tumblr becasue where else do i get shit like this.

[kimikitti]

In honor of the new Book 7 part I present to you all the right and honorable Lord Calibearn the Pretender. Briar Valley's premier overworked government employee.

Former court jester turned Royal Advisor, he's wrangled almost three generations of Draconia royalty in vastly different ways. He's twisted from the forest animals in sleeping beauty taking over the Prince's coat. Yes, he is made up of a bunch of animals in a fancy stuffed outfit. There's a lore dump below the cut

Unique magic: "Flock Together"- Allows user to control and manipulate groups of small animals. Advanced application allows conscious transfer of the soul

Background:

Calibearn came from a relatively poor background in Briar Valley. He used to sing and play the lute for some extra coin on the streets. When the Royal Court held a competition for a new jester, Calibearn decided to try out. He was successful on account for the unique harmonies he could conjure with forest animals and was appointed as a companion to a young princess Malenoar. It was through this that Calibearn met Raverne and Lilia.

War: (I'm not too set on his lore yet) During the invasion of the Silver Owl, Calibearn was taken hostage trying to evacuate civilians. He was never supposed to be near the front lines, due to his weak nature. While in captivity, Calibearn was forced to give up his original form and escape using his unique magic "Flock Together".

He never found his original body.

Upon his return, Calibearn took on a more ruthless political role under the senate. His sharp tongue and wit led to a meteoric rise in political circles (plus a shit ton of blackmail).

During the seige of Malenoar's castle, Calibearn was faced with a terrible choice. Send more troups to defend Malenoar or move the supplies to secure civilians. He made a choice he'll never forgive himself for.

Relationships:

Malenoar: On account of a shared childhood, they were quite close. Malenoar would frequently tease Cali about his shyness when they were young. Calibearn also entertained the princess with the sordid affairs that happen amongst the nobles in her court. Calibearn was also involved in a lot of the mischief Maleanoar would pull on potential suitors.

Lilia: Calibearn developed a minor crush on Lilia growing up. He holds Lilia in very high regard. After the war, Calibearn and Lilia's relationship deteriorates. Lilia, though still believing in Calibearn as a friend, cannot forgive him for abandoning Maleanoar. Calibearn doesn't believe that Lilia is wrong about that, but also refuses to explain himself. While Lilia is banished, Calibearn constantly petitions the Senate for a repeal of his punishment. He continues to support Lilia indirectly and would often send gifts for Silver through Malleus.

After nearly centuries of healing, Lilia wants to finally have an open conversation of Calibearn about the past. Calibearn runs away from this constantly. Much to the chagrin of literally everyone involved.

Malleus: Due to the fact that the Senate sucks and Lilia was not often allowed to see Malleus, Calibearn self appointed himself to be a tutor and mentor to the young prince. He would often help Malleus sneak out to see Lilia. He wanted the prince to at least have some semblance of a childhood.

Calibearn was not always the best role model at times. He taught Malleus how to curse like a sailor once and got his ass kicked by Lilia. Though he is fond of Malleus, Calibearn felt himself to be a temporary figure in prince's life. The guilt he carried made Calibearn feel that his love for the prince paled in comparison to the love Lilia could give. As such, he kept some amount of distance between him and Malleus.

Malleus on the other hand, grew to respect Calibearn as a mentor. Though that doesn't stop the prince from teasing Calibearn at every opportunity. (Btw the I love DILF mug is from Malleus, Cali has no idea what DILF means no one tell him.) Also, Malleus is constantly trying to get is divorced dads back together. Silver gets enlisted into this fight on account for him being the youngest and cutest.

[scotianostra]

St AndrewsCastle Exhibition.

This exhibition features some of the events and the people involved during the castle's long history.

St Andrews Castle was the home of the bishops of St Andrews. The site has been fortified since at least the 1190s. However, most of what we see today was built between 1380 and 1560.

The Castle was the scene of major events in Scottish history. In 1452 the future King James III was born here. Nearly a century later, in 1546, one of the most powerful men in Scotland,

George Wishart was burnt at the stake for his protestant views, outside the castle, then Cardinal David Beaton, was murdered in in retaliation by a group of Protestant noblemen.

The Cardinal's assassins then occupied St Andrews Castle for over a year. They eventually surrendered when bombarded by ships sent from France. During the 1546-47 siege, attacking forces tried to capture the Castle by mining under the walls. The resulting mine still survives, and is the best preserved sixteenth-century siege mine in Europe. Unfortunately they are currently closed after a part of thetunnels collapsed a few weeks ago.

[the-fiction-witch]

Loss

Media - House Of The Dragon Character - Jacaerys Velaryon Couple - Jacaerys X Reader Reader - Y/n Targaryen (Daughter of Rhaenyra) Rating - Sad AF Word Count - 1335

There were not many people at the funeral, nor was there a body. Lucerys' body was never found. Just like a real velaryon, he came from the water and went to the water. But there was no body to give him the Targaryen burial he deserved.

and only had the clothes of sweet Lucerys left.

Jacaerys stared at the large fire for a while. He had a very insecure expression on his face. Jace finally quietly moved forward. He quietly threw the clothes into the fire. Jacaerys' movements were tense and hesitant, he couldn't even stand it.

He finally took a few steps back and took his betrothal and sister by the hand

Silence reigned in the area.

Slowly but surely as the fire burnt people respectfully left to return to the painted table as discussions of the war had to continue. The sight of them leaving broke Y/n’s heart even more to think Lucaerys would be nothing more than a causality of war. But Y/n held in her tears until only Jacaerys and Y/n remained, in the setting sun with the fire dying down she let out her tears, a hand in Jacaerys the other clutching a wooden seadragon toy Lucaerys had since he was a baby,

When the fire burned down and the fire began to die out, "We should go." Jacaerys gently lifted her hand to his lips. He gave her a soft kiss while gently brushing his face against her cheek. "Lucerys will forever remain in our hearts, you will always carry a part of him with you my beloved."

"I cannot..." She muttered, "I cannot go..."

He nodded, then pulled her into his arms. "shh, shhh." He gently kissed the top of her head and wrapped his arms around her. "I'm here." He tried to comfort her. "But we can't stay here forever." He said quietly.

"I know... I know..." She whined "... I swear to the old gods, the new, the seven, the drowned, and whatever hellish gods exist in this world. I will take flight on Nightwing and I will set the red keep ablaze with every last green inside and I will not stop until King's landing is nothing but ashes..."

"I have no doubts that you will." He replied. "And I'll follow you." He kissed the top of her head once more. "Now c'mon, let's get back to the table." He whispered.

She slowly followed him inside and they took their places standing at the painted table

He put his hand on top of hers, he was trying to look calm, but his expression was actually quite nervous and tense. Many of the lords stood around the table and looked at the map. "We have to take action on the Green cunts. They took Lucerys away from us." He muttered under his breath.

"As you can see from the map, our enemies have taken many castles and many lands. There are many Green banners. We are surrounded by enemies from the Vale to The Crownlands. On top of that, the Gold Cloaks have now fully sided with the Greens, making things even worse. I'm not saying all hope is lost, but as I see it, we are in a dire situation." a lord spoke up,

"... An army no matter how large cannot defy a dragon," Y/n spoke up

"That is certainly the case, Princess. But how can we use this factor to our advantage without being massacred in our sleep? The enemies have already started to strengthen and reinforce Harrenhal and Oldtown." He looked at you with a serious look.

"... Fire can burn any reinforcements. I recommend a seige, seal them inside their castles and make no front to attack merely wait them out until their people become desperate... Then bring the dragons and set the fuckers ablaze." Y/n demanded,

When Y/n's words became clear, the entire table fell into a tense silence. Everyone looked surprised at Y/n's violent words. In fact, they were not words worthy of an innocent and pure Princess.

"Your idea is good but has one problem, the Green dragons. Vhagar, Dreamfyre, Sunfyre, and Tessarion are among them. We must not forget this."

"The dragon keepers are an order based in Dragonstone their alliance has always been to house Targaryen and to Dragonstone... Either call upon our loyal dragon keepers still within king landing walls or send some who are on a mission of secrecy," she explained her voice strained "Have them poison the dragons of the greens as they slumber" Her words where vicious and almost cruel she wanted to see these castles starve small folk, poison dragons. It was clear the innocent princess was gone this was the making of a queen a very merciless queen

The other lords remained silent once more, some even nodded. "That's true, the greens will be expecting us to attack them without thinking of that. And you're also right that their dragons are a powerful weapon we must not overlook. But, do we really want to kill the dragons, Princess?" He asked.

"I will kill everyone and everything that dares to sit below a green banner myself!" She shouted slamming her hands on the painted table and cutting her hands on the sculpted map her hands turning bloody from the impact "if I must do this myself I will..."

Many of the lords, including Jacaerys, took a couple steps back at her outburst.

"Listen, Princess, calm down. Your words have been appreciated, it's not a bad idea. We'll talk about it."

"I will not allow you to plan this war without me. To hear of mercy. To hear of agreements. Lucaerys went to storms end peacefully as a messenger and was murdered! In cold blood! I will hear nothing but fire and blood for what they have done! I will hear nothing mercy I will hear nothing of politics if blood is all they understand then blood is all they are due!"

"Calm down, calm down princess." He glanced at Jacaerys, who also came closer and gently took her face in his hands.

"Y/n, calm down... No one is talking about giving up. We're going to plan for fire and blood. Now listen, calm down." Jacaerys tried to comfort her,

Y/n pushed Jacaerys away "Fine. I will do it myself," she said hitching her dress and storming out the hall

Jacaerys quickly followed in his steps, a frustrated look on his face. "y/n, listen..." He grabbed her arm to stop her from walking away. Then his face softened. "I know you're angry and sad, I am too. But calm down, please... We have a war to win."

"I care not for a war! For battles and plans! I do not wish to fight a war I simply wish to experiment! I will not rest until they are dead and if I have to sneak myself into that castle and slit each green throat in their sleep I will!" She screamed but tears broke, her face cracked as her sadness took her over "... I can't do this... I can't..."

Jacaerys watched her, and finally wrapped his arms around her. He gently pulled her into his arms and held her close. "Ssshhh, ssshhh. Just calm down, my love." He whispered softly in her ear. "Listen... listen to me Y/n. Believe me, every word that you speak I share, I do. I feel every word of what you say. But we cannot lose ourselves to grief! We must go to war and we must do so with the clearest of minds so we can do this with the most efficiency and speed.” he explained “As much as you desire to rage we must be tactful, or more lives will be lost.” he told her, “And…” his voice cracked as his hand stroked her hair, “I have already lost Lucaerys…” He choked up tears welling up, “I cannot lose you too.” he let his tears slip, “I- I can’t Y/n… I just can’t…” He muttered as she wiped away his tears and softly gave his lips a kiss,

“I- I’m sorry Jace,”

“It’s okay, Come on. We have a war to plan.”

[threepandas]

Bad End, Chosen: Part 3

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The Dark Lord's castle was under seige... but it it felt very far away. Most things did, these days. Cacophonous booms and terrible screams wrent the air, somewhere beyond the greeting chamber's walls. People were dying. Monsters were dying. I... I should care. D..Did I care? I could not remember anymore.

A warm hand continued to pet my head.

My Grandmaster sat upon his throne. Unamused. There were pests that would not die. They stood in our way, he said. I... I could not understand. Yes, Grandmaster. Of course, Grandmaster. (I was so far away, Grandmaster. My body did not feel real. Nor my own. Had I left? Why?)

The world shook. Again and again. An irritated inhale from above me. Grandmaster did not like wasteful, showy, displays of power. They were needless peacocking, he said. Yet... yet my Failure Master enjoyed them. Said magic was to be enjoyed. Meant to be shared. A gift.

But he was a Failure Master.

We do not need him.

.....my head hurt. Grandmaster was kind though. Loved me so very, very much. He stroked my hurting head, as I sat, pretty and leaning against him, at his feet. A good Grandlearner. Dressed in soft and beautiful robes. Dark as night. Red, red, RED as the blood of my me-!

My headache spiked. I winced. Pretty jewels tinkling softly as the thought slipped away. Or... at least... I THINK I was thinking a thought? Was I? Probably not. My head hurts.

It's easier not to think.

I turn my face, to tuck it against my Grandmaster's leg. The soft fabric of his leggings is, as always, cool and blissfully fresh against my face. It is a miracle the delicate, ornate accessories I wear don't catch on something. Like so many drops of blood. The thought tries so desperately to catch, but there is nothing to hold. My mind is mist.

A pleased noise, as my Grandmaster stokes my hair.

I am a Good Grandlearner.

The grand doors crashed open. A painfully loud noise that spears my aching head. The sounds of battle have slowly grown more and more distant. Running feet. They are here. The wretched Beloved. Here to end this little play. Why... why does it feel like hope? I hate them. I feel nothing. I miss one.

My... my head hurts.

"MASTER! It ENDS TO-!" Shouts a familiar voice. Once, it was family in this unfamiliar world. Or at least... I had hoped it would be. "....no. Learner. You... YOU MONSTER! Master, what have you DONE TO HER!?"

There is such horror in his voice. Such grief. As though I am already dead. Truely... truely he IS a Failure Master. That he would not even fight for me. That I would, only now, become relevant again. Master... oh my Master... am I nothing but a prop in your story? Motivation for you to fight on? You do not even see me... do you?

"Disgusting."

My Grandmaster has finally lost his patience. Rising to his feet. Not as my Master's Master. But as Alaric Blight, the Arch-Mage of Red, Dark Lord, and final boss of the game. With him, the cycle will begin again. But oh... OH. His wrath is a terrible thing.

The so called Heros have gathered behind my Failure Master. SHE is there. Short hair the color of sunlight, eyes like dawn. Her mere presence cuts through the mist that has swallowed my mind. Slowly, relentlessly, but enough. I can... can claw my way.. with bloody mental hands... to something like aware.

I wish I could laugh.

She looks so delicately horrified. A proper Protagonist facing "horrors". Ha ha... this? Oh, little Saint. This is nothing. They made you weak by shielding you. And now? Now we may all die for it. I... I hope your love story was worth it. Now die, so this can finally end.

The battle is pathetic. Not a single one of them worth even a fraction of the brave souls that once gave their lives for me. For their kingdom and countrymen. They flail and jump around like grasshoppers. Call out attacks like children trying to impress. But dispite it all... they have the very GODS on their side. And it holds an unfair advantage.

One that they ultimately? Waste.

Die. Like vermin. And I can not even be glad for it. Because I know they have learned nothing. WILL learn nothing. They will continue on to be selfish and spoiled forever. Favored children at the cost of us all.

But... they did free me. And for that? I can almost forgive them. Almost. The so called "assassin" dropped one of his blades. More like flung them everywhere. But it makes no difference. It is close enough. I do not watch as my Grandmaster gives his speech. Sneering down at the God's favorite brat. She offends him on a visceral level.

He plans to rip out her heart. Make me EAT it to steal some of her power.

If she is not dead, the cycle does not yet repeat. And he is more then powerful enough to keep her alive with out vital organs. But... but I know. I KNOW! He can not TRUELY bring back the dead. Only their meat, in shambling and mindless service. He is distracted. And I?

I Will Be Free.

The knife is sharp. So fine it barely hurts. But oh, oh it takes everything I am not to choke loud enough to be heard. He would turn. Stop my death. I... I can not allow that. It will take mere moments. After all, once and deep, right across the neck. Already I feel cold. My eyesight grey and limbs weak. The knife falls to my lap, the noise muffled by the ornate skirts.

He turns too late, a heart in his hand, to see I have defied him. Bidded my time. I am not weak. Not so easily kept and conquered, Dark Lord. I fought to defy you. I... defy.. y..ou... sti..ll....

And so the Cycle Ends. And So it Begins.

The Gods don't have all the Endings yet.

[wisteriawater]

There is this one thing that really stands out to me about Thistle claiming he doesn't need to eat, just like the members of the castle.

Yaad said everyone lost their sense of tase, and yet Thistle said the nightmare tasted like a chimney. And he gobbled the berries Falin was asking if she could eat pretty damn fast. (Also, the fact that 2 out of the five berries were for Thistle is so sweet??? Like Falin gave him almost half the food she found and yet she weighs like a ton, where as he is microwave sized. (This is less of a joke than you think, I calculated character stats to see how combat would work- he weighs less than 70 pounds.))

It's sad to think about, but either Thistle was lying about not needing to eat, or he misses mortal life too.... maybe even just as much as everyone else- if not more. After all, the dungeon was a last resort during a seige! It definitely was not his first choice.

The layers of this boy shoving himself aside to protect the castle are so nuanced? Like... this detail did not need to be there and yet it adds so much to his story if you pick up on it. He clearly still has the desire to eat. He inhaled those berries, and the fact that he can still taste shows he has been eating in some capacity these 1000 years. I wonder if he has been eating elf cakes to remind himself of the happy times with his brother before shit hit the fan. Thistle... you're breaking my heart kid. Eat a sandwich, please!

[anekogia]

Timeline of the war till when Lilia finds Silver (Spoliers from chapter 7)

This is based on most of the game's dialogue and scenes that played out. Might not be 100% accurate.

There was conflict/war between Briar Country (Land of Faes) and the Land of Sword (Human kingdom) because the Land of Swords were illegally gathering resources from Briar Country and destroying their lands.

While out scouting, Lilia and his men recieved news that King Henrich, King of the Land of Sword, is laying seige on Nobara Castle, where Princess Maleanor is currently living in and is taking care of her unhatched egg.

They quickly made their way there to warn the princess, where they King Henrich challenges Maleanor to a duel against his best warrior, the Knight of Dawn.

Lilia, Baul and their troops manage to make their way and warn Maleanor about the seige, but the princess tasks Lilia to look after her egg and escape Nobara Castle.

Maleanor makes her way out of her castle, where she battles against the Knight of Dawn and his men. The princess gains the upper hand, and buries the Knight into the ground.

The Knight of Dawn falls into a secret passage that Lilia and his men are using. It was then revealed that the Knight of Dawn is against fighting the fae and gave Lilia and his troops safe passage so that they can escape with Maleanor's egg.

Ultimately, Lilia manages to escape safely with the egg. However, Maleanor overblots and is slain by the Knight of Dawn..Nobara Castle is then taken over by the royals of the Land of Sword.

Some time after, King Henrich dies (good), and his younger sister, Princess Leah, becomes queen. She and the Knight of Dawn also marry and had a child.

However, the conflict between their kingdom and the fae is still happening, and the Knight of Dawn is killed during one of their battles.

Knowing that there is no hope for her kingdom, Queen Leah left her son to be protected by the three fairies in Nobara Castle.

Queen Leah dies soon afterwards. In an effort to save the young prince, the fairies cast a spell on him so that he would be placed under an eternal slumber until the war is over, and until somebody who could love him finds him.

About 200 to 300 years after the war, Prince Malleus is born, much to the delight of the fae kingdom now known as Briar Valley/Valley of Thorns.

More than 100 years after that, Lilia is visiting the ruins of Nobara Castle, where he hears something coming out from the castle. He finds a baby in the throne room and quickly realizes he is the child of the Knight of Dawn (from his hair colour and his necklace).

Having not forgotten what the Knight of Dawn did for him, Lilia adopts the child and gives him the "blessing of the night", resulting in the baby's hair colour changing from gold to silver.

Lilia names the child Silver and started raising him in a cottage in the woods. Malleus drops by time after time, thinking that Silver was just some orphan Lilia found in the woods.

Notes: I wouldn't be surprised if the Knight of Dawn's name is "Stefan/Stephan" since Silver's mom's name is Leah, which is also the name of Aurora's mother in Sleeping Beauty.

Also, knowing that Malleus is probably watching over everyone's dreams, I am 100% sure that this is how he is going to find out about Silver's true heritage. And he is not going to be happy.

[tixdixl]

Is there anything specific that you really love about your ocs?

Thank you so so much for asking this? First, I'm honored and incredibly appreciative of you for asking. And second, you really got me thinking about what I *do* love about them and why I continue to explore them even after 11 months of being in this fandom space.

So this is going to seem like a generic, generalized response, but it is something that applies to all of them.

I really love how each of my OCs, at least in my perspective, very very clearly can be traced back to their source materials while simultaneously being their own characters.

Starting with Oisín, Oisín from the get go was always meant to align both with "The Headless Horseman" and also dullahan mythology (specifically Irish and Scottish folklore). And yet, because of the way they evolved and the way I developed them in alignment with the narrative of "Twisted Wonderland", they became their own being. --- idk if folks even knew this. I never set out to have them shipped with Lilia. It entirely developed naturally and on its own. And it has turned into arguably my favorite ship out of all of them. The Headless Horseman??? Married to a Vampire???? Incredible. Amazing. 10/10

Then you have Kingsley and like... he is so at his core the Horned King, and every which way you look at his narrative, even his character development? It aligns itself in the way that the narrative of the "Chronicles of Prydain" unfolds. Even when he has his seige on the castle, it feels on par with the actions of the Horned King or any of the other antagonists from the series. His temperment and his personality? 100% - and yet his choices are his own. His narrative is his own. He gets the Cauldron. He gets to KEEP the Cauldron. Its HIS. Not Tarran's!!!!!

René, Rémi, and Eve are so painfully the main trio of "Swan Lake" (the ballet). And yet René's entire narrative and personality is contingent on a question that the ballet NEVER answers or even considers: "Who is Odile without Rothbardt?" And so the Odile we get in NRC, René, is my interpretation of who Odile would be when alone. How she would act if functioning on her own and without the evil magician. So sure, René is Odile. But René also is René. And only René.

Emil holds an incredibly special place in my heart where this theme is concerned. I don't think many people are aware of the anti-semitism in "Tangled". So when I thought of the idea of a Dame Gothel expy, I went in with the idea of creating a Gothel who just was Jewish coded but not a charicature. I incorporated elements from the original Rapunzel tale, the adaptation of "Into the Woods", "Tangled", and added flavor in the form of jewish beliefs and jewish customs. It's resulted into a character who is very very clearly Gothel in his narrative and in his personality and in his relationships, but he isnt restricted by the narrative or characterization as depicted by Disney. He has grown beyond that just like the beanstalk that ended up in his bestie's backyard. Also-- his Overblot? Chef's kiss.

Xiáng is ESPECIALLY fun here. Because when I originally created him, I didn't have a Disney character in mind. He showed up an amalgamation of different ideas and themes from stories I've read recently that I really enjoyed. And then @inmateofthemind popped into my DMs and asked me if Xiáng was twisted from Crikee from "Mulan". And I sat there. And i looked at all the drawn comparisons. And i couldn't deny.... the parallels were to strong not to lean into it. And the more I leaned into it? The more and more he showed himself to BE Crikee. And yet he so ISNT!!!!!! It's honestly so fun.

Sefu is also really fun, because they came from a rewatch of Lion King 2: Simba's Pride with @ramshacklerumble . And I honestly just gave myself permission to take the idea of Zira and REALLY LEAN into the yandere, creepy territorial fan aspect of her character. It also gave me the opportunity to explore how I personally think Zira's dynamic with Scar looked like, based on the implications set out by the film. We never get to see it in the media, which means that Sefu does have the opportunity to expand beyond the scope of Disney, and I do get to determine how much Leona actually can't stand them lol.

Alphonse too is such a fun one. Because his source material depicts the Wellies as incredibly static and yet emotionally driven characters, I get the opportunity to explore the question "What would allow the Wellies (from "Giselle" the ballet) to actually move on and rest in the after life?" It's also a fun opportunity to explore the very blurred lines between fae and ghosts in older Anglo/Irish folklore, as the Wellies were supposed to be inspired by the Otherfolk.

If you're still reading this- thank you so much for sticking around?? Genuinely, I appreciate it and I hope you enjoyed the read. If you want more specific details about any of the things mentioned, please don't hesitate to ask!

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ooooh i have been thinking about king!price and knight!reader and what if their castle is seiged in a battle and someone abducts price and reader is livid, he'll bring heaven and he'll together if he means he gets his king (and his lover) back.

it's been 2 months, and reader's been searching for price but coming up empty handed.

and few more weeks later he gets the new that price is back at the castle, but, he has a husband by his side now...

Oooo ok ok.

But what if..

At first your absolutely overjoyed that your king has returned, not yet hearing the news that hes brought back a husband yet so your running through the castle halls having fought against countless enemies just to get him back. But everything slows in your mind when you finally spot him but hes not alone. There's a silence in the throne room when Price looks up from his new lover to you.

And the look on your purely devastated face breaks him, hes trying to stutter out some sort of explaination as to whats going on but your not listening. Its been made up in your mind that he found the husband he was looking for and you were no longer needed. You were a pawn in a bigger game you didnt know you entered when you first confessed to being only devoted to him.

You went back to being nothing more than his royal guard. Barely speaking to him when he and his new husband were around but you also couldnt help the way the hairs on the back of your neck stood whenever his husband entered a room you were in alone.