#i'm sinking in this ship and I'm refusing to get in the lifeboat

[elitadream]

Ok ok sooo I was watching Titanic a while back (I’m assuming you’ve seen it, if not this first part might not make much sense lol) and just, the scene where Rose gets on the lifeboat unwillingly having to leave Jack behind only to jump back onto a sinking ship because she refuses to leave him to die just UGH, gets me every time. And it got me thinking about Mareach of course and imagining a scenario where Peach is forced to leave Mario behind in a situation similar to that, maybe not a sinking ship but just an urgent moment where instead of it being the ‘woman and children’ thing it’s because she’s a princess her life is supposed to be priority over others.

Anyway I 100% Peach would pull a Rose Dawson and stubbornly go back anyway cuz she can’t bare the thought of leaving Mario💔

Sssttaaaaahhhp- ;_; 🤧

I love this. I love this very much. I'm picturing a scene where the castle would be under siege and on fire; just pure chaos and destruction everywhere, everyone evacuating in a desperate hurry except Mario (who of course would insist to stay behind and hold back the enemy for as long as he can). Toadsworth and the guards leading Peach along to safety, but the moment she would look behind her and see the man she loves standing all by himself amidst the inferno and crumbling debris, she would find her reason again and immediately dash right back to his side. 🥺 No one could dissuade her, not even Mario himself. They would face this together no matter what. 💞💥

[zalrb]

Remember how everyone would swoon at their screens whenever the love interest would say something like "I'm willing to fight for you! For us!"

And nowadays everyone has to be like "Um, actually that's really disrespectful to the person's choice!"

But that's how we get the passionate, all-consuming, and gut-punching love stories. We get them through the drama of that situation, and how one character has to make that choice. Even if that choice is a bad choice for the character in the long run, that's drama. It keeps the audience on the edge of their seat.

Like, imagine if in Titanic, Jack just took Rose's word for it in that one scene where she says "I love Cal!" and "I can't see you again!" and didn't say he was willing to fight for what they have, because even though he had nothing to offer her financially he at least could offer her love and support. That he didn't attempt to go into the First Class Deck's Church to attempt to talk to her in one scene. It would be like "Okay then, let's get on with the sinking then, because there's no more drama for the audience to watch!" We wouldn't get the drama of Jack being handcuffed whilst the ship sank, or Rose then jumping off a lifeboat because she refused to leave the ship without him.

Well, exactly! And it makes me rub my head because people will fight to the death about characters like Damon who rifle through underwear drawers, show up to a bedroom uninvited, kill his interest's brother because she said no but characters like Leo who are just like I'm going to fight for you, may the best man win and will leave a card for her on Valentine's Day like I will always love you and who will just be in love with her, they're the issue?

[brandstifter-sys]

The Dutchman

For @dukexietyweek Day 4: Pirates                (Ao3)(login required)

Word Count: 1540

Rating: T

Characters: Remus, Virgil

Warnings: Character Death, ghosts, murder mention, hypothermia, ftm Remus

A disgraced duke sets sail with pirates to find his lover’s watery grave, in search of the Flying Dutchman and her captain so he can find Virgil, no matter what the cost.

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Remus stared out at the sea, letting the salty wind blow through his hair. He shivered and rubbed his hands to keep them warm and wondered if it would snow. He doubted it, it was so calm on the water, unlike in his mind. 

He could still see those eyes staring up at him from the line of prisoners. He could see the hopelessness burning behind them from worlds away. He could still recall the day that they took his Virgil away from him. 

"Your Grace," someone muttered and stood next to him. He didn't have to look to know that the ship's navigator was going to interrupt his brooding.

"You know I left that title behind," he sighed, "Is something wrong?" 

"The captain and the crew are getting suspicious." 

"Then stop calling me 'Your Grace' around these pirates. I'm fighting dirty on raids and talking like them, so it's not on me."

"I am not referring to that." 

"My tits are hidden perfectly and I haven't bled in years."

"They suspect that you're looking to find the supernatural." 

"You don't believe it's real. As far as you're concerned, I'm a lunatic trying to find a sunken ship that we lost three years ago. As far as everyone else, I'm a servant boy following a crooked cartographer looking to make a quick buck to fund his research." 

"What was on that ship?" 

"A treasure, a diamond in the rough."

"It was a prison ship." 

"My treasure could breathe," Remus said and glanced at the sky. That wall of dark clouds came out of nowhere and it was kissing the waves. 

"How odd." 

"Better tell the captain and turn this ship toward the nearest port," Remus said as the wind picked up. The navigator ran to do his duties. 

Remus tied his hair back and cracked his neck. This time, he would have answers. 

He would know exactly what happened to Virgil when that ship sank. He would fight Davy Jones himself if he had to. He would know Virgil's fate for daring to love the wily Duchess. 

His eyes went wide when a ship floated through the clouds. It was eerie with tattered black sails and a wispy glow around it. He could hear the strange song the ghost crew was singing. 

This was his chance. 

Remus dove into the icy sea before anyone could stop him. This crew didn't have to die for him! He just needed to reach Davy Jones and fight him for information. 

He swam to the ghost ship, fighting back the rising waves and the bitter storm. His mind was set on reminding him of Virgil, his deep sultry voice, his gentle smile, his wit, everything Remus wanted to have and hold, in sickness and in health, not parting even for death. 

He could still feel those long fingers tracing his curves. He could hear the crash of skin and the soft growls coming from his partner. He could still smell the musky sweat dripping down that heaving chest. He could still taste those lips pressed against his own. The pure ecstasy flooding his veins was just as potent as the night Virgil gave into him. Remus couldn't forget the night they took him away. He needed to get answers.

He had no idea how long he had been swimming. He was battered by the storm. His limbs felt like lead. But he refused to give up. He needed to know what happened to Virgil.

He was freezing. His head was spinning. Breathing was a challenge. This was the end wasn't it? Remus was ready to sink to the abyss. He could rest by his lover's watery grave.

"Captain!" 

"Pull him on!" 

Remus whined pitifully when he was pulled into a lifeboat. He didn't want to be back on the ship to get yelled at. 

He blinked and saw two faces he didn't recognize. He was disoriented and cold. He couldn't feel his heartbeat. Remus just closed his eyes again. 

And then he was thrown in the deck with no ceremony. His hands hit the wood and he swore, no longer able to shiver.

What did he do to deserve this? All the failures in his life bombarded him. He was never demure enough for his parents. He fell in love with a commoner. He killed them both and got exiled instead of executed. And he dove into the ocean in the winter, chasing a hallucination. Was he just hallucinating?

Through his tears he saw a pair of black boots in front of him. They didn't belong to anyone on the crew. Did he make it? 

"You have to be an idiot to do that. Or did you just want to die?" a cold but familiar voice said. 

"Am I dead?" he grumbled.

"What do you think?"

"Depends. What ship am I on?" 

"The Flying Dutchman." 

"I'm on the ghost ship," Remus laughed bitterly, "And that means you're dead." 

He looked up at the man in front of him. He was fit and firm, dressed in all black and his skin was colorless. But that face, those eyes—Remus wished he wasn't seeing them.  

"We all are. Except you, for now." 

"If I die, can I stay here?" 

"Why would you want to do that?" 

"Because I spent too long trying to find you, Virgil." 

Virgil knelt down and tilted his chin up with those cold fingers. He studied that face and smiled sadly. 

"You should've moved on, you have so much to live for. A duchess like you is more important than a lowly merchant."

"I'm not a duchess. I'm Remus," Remus huffed and sat on his haunches, "And you're not a merchant. You're a ghost pirate." 

"I always preferred men anyway." 

"Are you going to try to save my life and get me back on the ship you're chasing?" Remus pouted, wobbling as his blood pressure dropped. He wasn't sure if he wanted to strip because of his hypothermia or because Virgil was there and he looked good.

"You don't want me to, do you?" Virgil asked. 

"I want to be with you. It's been years and I don't want anyone else. You're the only one who ever cared about the real me."

"You're lucky there's an open position on the ship," Virgil said and picked him up, cradling him to his chest. 

"Position?" Remus mumbled and closed his eyes. 

"Yeah, the captain's personal bed mate," Virgil said softly and made his way to his quarters, ignoring the crew rushing around the ship, preparing for their raid.

"I'm cold." 

"Just relax," Virgil said and brought him into a furnished room with a desk and a large bed. 

"Virgil?" 

"If you want to stay, you need to offer me your service to clean your soul," he sighed and set Remus on the bed, "It's part of the Davy Jones thing."

"Take it," Remus muttered as breathing became harder, "it's dirty as fuck!" 

Vigil chuckled softly and tenderly grabbed Remus' hand, making sure to feel his fading pulse. 

"I missed you, Cuddlefish," he said right before Remus stopped breathing. He let go and stepped back, anticipating the inevitable. 

Remus sat up, slipping away from his body. It took all of two seconds for him to pounce and tackle Virgil to the floor. 

Virgil grunted on impact and let Remus cover his face in smooches and bites. He was clinging to the captain with his arms and legs, unwilling to let go. 

"Scare Bear!" Remus giggled between each loving assault. He didn't stop, even when Virgil got to his feet, holding Remus up by the thighs. 

"We can do whatever you want after the raid. And after we get rid of the body." 

"Raid a different ship and catapult my body over to that one. The crew could use the reward money!" Remus said and leaned back. 

"Reward money?" 

"Yeah, there's been a bounty out for me since I killed the king and queen. Pissy wants to see me hang for that but he let me escape before he found out." 

"You killed your parents?" 

"They sent you to your death. It was the last straw. You have no idea how far I will go for the people and things I love!" 

"You jumped into freezing water and swam to the Dutchman to find me. I have a pretty good idea of how far you'll go," Virgil jeered and kissed his forehead. 

"My lips are lower than that—and if you want to go even lower—" 

"After the raid. The Kraken is hunting and we have to ferry the souls to the afterlife. Your idea is good but out of the question." 

"How is that a raid? You're not looting anything!" 

"I'm taking people against their will. They always put up a fight." 

"Do I get to fight?" Remus gasped, completely forgetting his rejected plan, "Do I get to go ape shit and show off my skills that will make you crave me carnally?" 

"Yeah, and then I'm all yours," Virgil hummed and cupped his cheek, "We have so much catching up to do." 

Remus squeaked when Virgil leaned in and kissed him. Remus could have melted right there. He had his Scare Bear for an eternity and could love him without restraint!

[inn0cencestrained]

[ rainfall ] sender finds receiver out alone in the rain ( for rose! )

@sirensought

Blue eyes look out over vast blue of the ocean, a sight so unforeign to her and yet she could hardly stomach it anymore. Not when she'd been surrounded on that sinking ship by that same vast nothingness. Screams of men, women, and children all out into the air with nothing around. No one to save them, no one to even hear it. No one but those lifeboats just a couple hundred yards away.

Yet Jack, Jack had saved her. He'd saved her life over and over again, and she couldn't return the favor. He'd refused to get on the floating piece of wood and she hadn't tried hard enough to get him on it...and she hadn't even seen him take his last breath. She hadn't even known.

She couldn't save him. And she would never forgive herself for it.

The rain brought no chill to her bones. The chill was already there, a permanent marking from the sinking of the Titanic. And she'd been so lost in her thoughts that Rose hadn't even heard Eric approach behind her, not until he said her name for the second time.

"....Forgive me....I'm sorry. I was just....I was just distracted with my thoughts. Do you...do you need something?"

[immortal-green-snom]

Stumbles into Nuts and Volts

Hwuh? How tf did i get here-?

[finelinevogue]

little spoon

summary - harry is restless after a long week and just needs you to cuddle him

warnings : angst i guess?!, swearing

word count: -900

“Harry, stop wriggling.” You clutched tighter onto him, to make him feel more safe. Secure.

“I can’t.” He sighed.

You two had gone to bed over an hour ago, but Harry couldn’t stop wriggling. He only ever wriggled around when he had something on his mind that was bothering him.

It had been a stressful week already, what with the Venice premiere of Don’t Worry Darling and all its’ rumours and then also just Twitter in general taking a horrible turn on Harry as a person. You don’t understand why he was getting so much backlash recently, but it was clearly playing on his mind enough to affect his sleep.

Both of you had been spooning for the past hour, you hugging him tightly from behind because you know it's a position that makes him feel calmer. It makes him feel like even if he were falling, you'd still hold on to him and be ready to catch him.

You were his lifeboat on a sinking ship.

"Do you want me to go make you a tea?" You offered, moving an arm from around his waist and pushing his hair back off his forehead to cool him down a little.

"No, thanks."

He responded politely, but you knew by the tone of his voice that he was anything but happy.

"We could stay up for a bit and i'll read to you?"

"No it's okay. You should go to sleep. I'll go to the couch so I won't disturb you."

He tried to get out of your hold, but you held on too tightly and refused to let him leave. You kissed the skin of his bare back a few times, grounding him and reminding him that you were here for him.

Too many people had come and gone from his life and you, apart from his close family, were the only person left who had stayed throughout everything. You were his favourite person because you chose to stay, with him. You chose him. Just as he chose you every day.

"H, baby, don't. Don't leave, okay? Talk to me, please. Don't shut me out. I'm here. I'm right here." You reminded him.

You felt him relax against your hold and that's when you knew he was staying. He carefully turned around in your hold and then slid his own arm around your waist so he could bring your chest closer to his. Your heart closer to his. It wasn't that you were now physically closer, but also that you were emotionally closer because you were able to watch each others eyes fill with the emotions that were left unspoken.

His eyes told you everything you could have predicted. He was afraid that he was becoming someone he never wanted to be; an undeserving somebody. He was afraid that the tabloids could spin a narrative so hard that everything he'd worked so hard for would crumble down around him. He was afraid of being just Harry again.

You didn't need to ask what was wrong, because it was clearly painted all over his face like a cry for help.

"They can hate on you all they like, H, but you're heart is too full of love to let them win." You reminded him, rubbing your thumb over his soft cheek.

"I don't think i've got that much love left in me." He whispered softly, afraid that if he spoke any louder the noise would trigger tears and he wanted to be stronger than that. Braver.

"Then I guess i'll have to lend you some of mine then. I've got plenty to share around."

He smiled just a fraction, the corners of his mouth upturning to form a small dimple on his cheek near your thumb. His eyes lit up over your words, glittering like a disco ball catching sunlight. But then the sun goes and with it his dimple.

“I don’t deserve you.”

“And what makes you think that, hmm?” You furrowed your eyebrows as you questioned him.

“Have you seen the tabloids, Y/N? They’re calling you my friend-with-benefits just because I don’t broadcast our relationship on BBC1 Breakfast every morning with updates.”

“Okay.”

“Okay? How are you okay with that?”

“Because I don’t want you to broadcast our relationship, Harry. I want it to just be us. I don’t want some random Jared to know that we went on a picnic date and you fed me chocolate strawberries. I don’t want some random Susan to know that you took me to a planetarium just because I have a weird obsession with space that only you know about. I don’t want to share my life with anyone else but you. So screw them saying I’m just a friends-with-benefits, but I don’t fucking care because the only ones who need to know otherwise are you and I. That’s it. Just you and me.”

“You and me.” Harry repeated, moving closer towards the crook of your neck. You opened your neck up a bit to let him rest his face there, feeling him sniff the soft scent of your lavender moisturiser. It was the perfect scent to get him to relax more.

“Always.”

It wasn’t long after you’d said your final word that Harry had gotten to sleep and you got to hug him tightly all night long.

[shinyskitty98]

it's official, I've left Twitter. I refuse to stay on board a sinking ship. but Tumblr has proven itself to be a great lifeboat. all the same yelling into the void with a lot more nerds! like wow, I didn't think my Skitty post would blow up as much as it did. I think I'm going to enjoy it here.

despite its reputation for being insane, I've found Tumblr to actually be much more calm. there's no constant barrage of notifications or fighting about politics. it's just calm, sharing things we like and talking about all kinds of random crap. a part of me almost wishes that I'd made the switch sooner but... I guess there's no time like the present

now we just have to hope that Tumblr doesn't get bought up by some egomaniac billionaire manchild

[emyume]

Eremika ♡  {Titanic AU + headcanons}

(Hi everyone! I decided to make something special for my birthday, which was on the 30th, but I couldn’t finish it until just now. So, this is kinda like a late birthday present to myself, and a new years gift to all my fellow eremika fans. This is my first time ever making something like this, so please bear with me if it’s kinda long, and I hope everyone has an amazing new year! ✿ ◡ ‿◡ )

The first time he ever sees Mikasa, he's hanging out with his friends on the 3rd class deck. As he looks up, he notices her walk towards the railing. With the sunlight scanning down her body, a cool ocean breeze gently waves her short hair and her delicately sewn dress side-to-side. Resting her hands on the railing as she watches the horizon. 

He slowly freezes in her presence; leaving him breathless. Asking himself whether or not he had just seen an angel due to how bright and iridescent the evening sun was, as it shined down on her. Like a fallen angeeeeelllll / *cough* red swan is best op *cough* 

It takes a while for him to notice that she had been giving him some hardcore death glares as if to say, "You know, I can see you staring right at me, you better not make me come down there!" (¯―¯٥) she ready to throw some hands xD

He always sits in the exact same spot at the exact same time on the boat deck where he first saw Mikasa, always looking forward to seeing her again, and again.

Armin and Jean constantly make fun of him anytime he stares at her or whenever his head is in the clouds. They always wave their arms, snap their fingers in front of him, or even try to say a few things to catch his attention such as, "Yoooo, lover boy!", or "If you're lucky you'll probably get married someday...if she's into guys like you, that is." Forcing him to snap back to reality.

they both notice him start to blush, his face glowing in a deep crimson red starting at his cheeks to the tips of his ears, all while he's trying to cover his face up with his arm. we love our blushy boi ٩(♡ε♡ )۶

On the night when she almost jumps off the ship, Eren notices her sobbing loudly with tears falling down her face as she scampers past him - sensing that something is wrong, he immediately gets to her aid. Being very patient, he convinces her not to jump and to get back on the ship. He reaches his arms out and offers her to take his hand. She finally surrenders, and they exchange their names with reassuring smiles. "I'm Eren Jaeger", she then replies a bit hesitantly, "M-Mikasa Ackerman".

The next morning, Mikasa looks for him down in the 3rd class steerage (even though it’s forbidden, she still goes anyway), finally getting the chance to thank him for saving her life. As they're both getting to know each other, she utters out how trapped she feels. Staying inside a world she can't escape. Being forced into an arranged marriage simply for money, not having any dreams of her own, all of it makes her feel completely powerless, and makes him fill up with remorse, feeling sympathetic towards her situation.

she’s always been desperate to do something different and out of the norm, without ever having to be judged for it. She can’t help but feel jealous whenever he talks about his travels and the places he's seen. Although he was poor, he was free. That in itself was something she couldn't attain so easily.

There's actually a deleted scene in the movie that I really love, where Jack and Rose are singing a song called, "Come Josephine In My Flying Machine". I could definitely see the two of them singing this together as they walk around the boat deck, happily swaying side-by-side.

Once Eren finds the courage in himself to confess his true feelings towards her, Mikasa tells him that it’s impossible for her to keep seeing him. He keeps on telling her that she’s gonna die if she doesn’t break free and wants to help her live. But she turns him down.

It takes her a while, but Mikasa reconsiders her choice and decides that she should go with Eren in the end. She finds him at the bow of the ship with slumped shoulders, as his body leans against the railing, looking down at the waves below, having a look of hopelessness in his eyes. 

He turns around as she walks up to him, she lets out a sigh of relief and finally declares her decision,“...I’ve changed my mind...” Feeling as if the weight of the world had been lifted from his shoulders, Eren gives her a sweet radiant smile, grinning from ear-to-ear. 

He takes her hands into his own, asking her to close her eyes and to carefully step up to the railing, never letting go. When she finally opens them, she witnesses an ombré sky filled with hues of dark purples, light pinks, and bright yellows. It was the most beautiful sunset she had ever seen. With the wind flowing beneath their arms and holding on to each other’s bodies, their fingers interlock together as he brings their arms down, and wraps them around her waist. Both watching the sun go down the horizon...the very last sunset they’ll ever get to see...

Resting his head on her shoulder, their faces start inching closer and closer towards each other. Mikasa turns her head a little, looking deeply in to his green eyes, their lips just inches away from coming into contact. Making the first move, he leans in gently and softly presses his lips against hers; making her heart jump against her chest. She lets go of his hand and reaches for his face. She grasps the back of his head, caressing and curling his hair tenderly with her fingers - pulling him deeper and deeper. She continues to press him close to her face, making sure he never pulls away from her. *insert My Heart Will Go On here*    ( ;__; )♡

The next following days, Eren would probably send some cute love letters to her, but obviously in secret. He would sneak himself into 1st class and try not to get himself caught by any of the officers. They also would probably go on dates where they just talk about their dreams about riding on horseback and traveling across the ocean in an airplane, while lying under the stars.

On the night of the sinking, she promises herself that she won’t get off the ship without him. Leaving her family behind, she stays on the ship gripping on to Eren for dear life, all the way till the very end.

Once they’re in the cold waters of the Atlantic, they find a door frame floating nearby that had been broken off from the ship. They both try to get on it, but they make it sink into the water. Realizing that it’s not big enough for the both of them, he tells to get on it instead. Desperately waiting for a rescue boat to come and find them.

The cries of the people around them slowly die down, the temperature finally beginning to take its toll on Eren’s numb body, losing his consciousness little by little. Fighting to stay alive, he keeps on withstanding the pain of it all, just to keep his head above the water. 

Trembling from hypothermia, he holds on to Mikasa’s frail hands, both breathing heavily, she quietly murmurs, “I love you, Eren.” Hearing those words escape her chapped lips, he faces her - his voice shaking uncontrollably, “Don’t you do that...don’t you say your goodbyes - not yet, do you understand me? Listen to m-me, Mikasa - you’re gonna get outta here...you’re gonna go on, and have a life of your own, and...you’re gonna live long life - and you’re gonna watch your children grow. Winning that ticket was the best thing, that ever happened to me...it brought me to you. You must p-promise me, that you’ll survive. That you won’t give up...n-no matter what happens...no matter, how hopeless. Promise me now, Mikasa...and never let go of that promise.”

Several moments go by, she feels her body steadily shutting down, practically upon death’s door, lying ever so still above the frozen waters. She notices a faint golden light flashing up and down out of the corner of her eye. She tries to shake Eren awake and tell him that there’s a boat floating nearby, but, no matter how hard she tried, his eyes remained shut tight, as ice slowly formed on top of his lashes. Mikasa freezes instantly...she can feel her heart sink in her chest, a sense of dread starts to crawl up her body...beginning to fear the worst, she rapidly grabs his arms and presses her fingers down and searches for his pulse. But alas, the only thing she could find was the sound of her own dying breath. 

When the truth settles in on her, she tries to yell at the lifeboat to come back, but the cold made her voice sound so fragile and hoarse, there was no way that they could ever hear her, let alone grab it’s full attention. Her mouth quivers as tears flow down to her lips, her voice starts to crack as she cries out in desperation. She lays her head down atop his hands, wanting to stay by his side and cry herself to sleep. 

Almost accepting defeat, she remembers the promise that she swore to him. The promise for her to keep on living. To live a life just the way her and Eren had always pictured in their minds. A life where they could do anything they wanted to their full heart’s content.

Mikasa refuses to give up hope and to let him die in vain. She kisses his hands lovingly, before finally letting him go. Her vision starts to blur more and more from her tears as she watches the ocean drag him further down in to the dark abyss. She slides herself off the door frame, falling in to the freezing water. Beating against the cold waves that try to engulf her, she snatches a whistle that had belonged to an officer of the ship, his body frozen in place. Placing the whistle between her lips, a high pitched sound pierces through the still, quiet night. Whistling louder and louder as she tries to grab the attention of the lifeboat.

Mikasa’s eyes flutter open and finds herself wrapped in all sorts of frayed and warm blankets. All the remaining survivors in the lifeboats head towards a nearby ship called, Carpathia. The ship would follow in the same route that the Titanic was also suppose to go, finishing it’s course as it arrives in New York. 

Day turns to night while the clouds turn to a dark grey. She remains unbothered as the rain falls down on top of her, reminiscing about her past while glancing up towards the symbol of freedom; standing tall and proud.

A steward of the ship calmly approaches her, holding a clipboard and pencil on one hand and holding his umbrella on the other, as he had been writing down all the names of the surviving passengers.

He politely asks her, “Can I take you name please, love?" She moves her head down and faces him, replying without hesitation, she says her name. “Jaeger...Mikasa Jaeger.”

(here's a little bonus eremika edit ♡)

[dragongirlmesilune]

@shylittlefrogg yeah, thats whats implied at the end of the AU movie, but its what comes in between that matters.

Im thinking, in this AU, the Inevitable and her crew (and Maisie, who Crow discovers has stowed away) set out after the Bluster (and the Sea Devil, who the royals and the Admiral think of as a myth)... and quickly realize Admiral Hornagold and the Imperator are following them. Seems he's gotten the idea that HE doesn't need to look for the Bluster- he can just follow Crow and he'll be lead right to it!

Crow is PISSED, but he can't exactly do anything about it, so he just silently fumes at the man, who has apparently taken at least SOME of Crows' pointers to heart- the Imperator now has harpoon guns mounted on the bow and hand cannons on the rails (because Hornagold realized "Oh shit, I have no way to keep the Bluster from just swimming away from me AND no way to attack if it dives or gets out in front maybe Crow DID have a point...")

Anyway, both ships latch onto Red and end up hull-to-hull, being pulled along by the beast as she starts to form a whirlpool. Crow (who knows he isn't gonna win this contest if he's at the bottom of the ocean), cuts the line to the Inevitable. Unfortunately, the Inevitables' rigging has gotten tangled up with the Imperators', so they're still being dragged down, and Hornagold REFUSES to cut his lines, saying he'll shoot anyone who does for treason towards the crown. In the chaos, Maisie gets kinda tossed onto the Imperator, right by its lines. She's looking for something to cut the lines with, when- *SHUNK!*- A dagger with a strange white blade impales itself in the deck right in front of her. She looks up just in time to see a horned figure with glowing gold eyes and long blonde hair leap over the side of the ship into the sea. Having cut the lines, both she and Crow fall in the ocean, where they see both the Red Bluster AND the Sea Devil staring at them, before vanishing into the depths. After they both crawl aboard a lifeboat, Hornagold is FURIOUS, demanding Crow bring Maisie to him or he'll charge him and the entire crew of the Inevitable with treason. Meanwhile Jacob is hearing all of this, and is starting to panic. "Mom, they're gonna kill the people who cut you loose!" "The Hunter? Why should I care?" "BECAUSE HE HAS A LITTLE GIRL WITH HIM, AND SHE CUT THE LINES TOO!" "OH SWEET GOJIRA NOT THE BABY!!!" (Just a nod to the king of all giant semi-aquatic monsters) So Red swallows both Maisie and Captain Crow, to the horror of Sarah Sharpe and everyone else.

The rest of the AU follows the general plot of the film, with Crow taking canon!Jacob's place (slowly realizing that Red and the other Sea Beasts aren't monsters like he thought and that the kings and queens of the past started this war, and deciding that, for the honor of all those who gave their lives to keep people safe from a threat that never existed and so that future generations won't need to sacrifice themselves for the same, the war between man and beast must end), and Hornagold taking canon!Crows' place (making a deal with the sea witch for fame and glory, nearly killing Red (and capturing Jacob in the process), being saved at the last second by Maisie, and watching flabbergasted as the quintet (Blue came to Maisie and Crows' rescue, and they rescued Jacob and Red) leave through the gates of the castle, Red having 'accidentally' swiped the Imperator with a fin, sinking it.

As they get back out to sea, they encounter the Inevitable.

Sarah steps up to the bow, a knowing smile on her face.

"So, I'm guessing we're not hunters anymore, are we, Captain?"

"Nay, we aren't Sarah. And I ain't captain no more."

"Then who-"

"Oh for Gojiras sake woman! HES GIVING IT TO YOU!!!"

Everyone looks down to see Gwen Batterbie of all people sitting atop a canoe sized Brickleback, her fin-like ears on full display.

"Knew there was something fishy about her..." the old white-haired guy mutters (you know the one I'm talking about.) Ms. Merino looks at him like "Really? Puns?"

"Come on now, you didn't think Jacob was the only Sea-Blessed out there, did ye?" She smirks. "And its nice to see my gift to the Admiral worked as intended."

"It were them all along, weren't it?" Crow suddenly realizes. "'The greatest of beasts' weren't ever Red- it were them."

"Of course it were them! Not my fault Hornagold misunderstood. Though it'd probably be best fer all of us to lie low fer a while... anyone got any places in mind?"

"I got one." Jacob says. "Mom. Take us home."

Red starts swimming off, back towards the Dregmorr, followed closely by the Inevitable and Gwen Batterbie.

"And with that, the world changed. No Hunters would ever sail the Dregmorr again- though that doesn't mean no ships would."

The Inevitable is somewhere in the Dregmorr, working together with a Sea Beast to catch a huge netfull of fish.

"Mr. Crow is writing about his adventures."

Crow sits at a desk in a simple cottage on the Isle of Beasts, looking out a window at the sea.

"After all the lies the royals wrote, it'll be nice to have one book that tells the truth. And me?"

Maisie, Jacob, and Blue sit atop Reds head. "I'm going through some... CHANGES."

She smiles, showing one sharp tooth. (The Seas Blessing only comes to children, any adult who enters the Dregmorr will remain totally human)

"I don't know what the future holds, but I do know this."

"I'm going to live a great life."

"It is said that there are grim reapers on the red beast, once humans, who sided with them assassin"

Au where Jacob and Meisie become cryptic traveling with Red.

Idk, I'm not really thinking right now but this can start one of two ways.

1- Where Red saved Jacob when he was a kid (because tbh, she has mommy energy) and he stayed with her.

Or 2- following the Canon of the movie but it becomes divergent before reaching the island

Welcome back to "I'm supposed to sleep" Sorry amphibia, TOH, Sea Beast is in my head so here's the Au.