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talesfromtheenchantedforest · 3 years ago

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yeah it took me approximately four pages to become completely obsessed with Lancelot and Galehaut

So you’re prosecuting a war of conquest in the British Isles. Not for nothing but it’s going extremely well, everyone else is very outnumbered and you are hot and charismatic and honestly just a winner. But TWIST there’s one knight (the black knight) (well he was the red knight in the last battle but who doesn’t love a costume change) who is singlehandedly holding off your army. Fellas is it gay to 1) note that he is running through horses like they’re breath mints and offer to give him yours and also squire for him:

“Do you know,” said Galehaut, “what I’m going to tell you? I wish to teach you something of my customs, and be assured that I forbid all my men to lay a hand on you, as long as you are on foot, nor should anyone pursue you. But if out of cowardice you were to hide and cease fighting, I would in no way prevent your being taken prisoner. But as long as you continue to bear arms, no one will attack you. And don’t be dismayed if your horse has died, for I will give you all the horses you can use, and I’ll be your squire all this day. And if I can’t tire you, then no man alive will ever do so.”

2) Ask him to spend the night with you:

When night fell, they began to disperse on each side, and [Lancelot] went off as serenely as he could and went up the fields between the hill and the river. And Galehaut, who was paying close attention to him, saw him go, spurred his horse in pursuit and followed him at a distance along the path of the hill, until he caught up with him at the bottom. He drew alongside him as courteously as he could and said, “God bless you, my lord!”

The other looked at him askance and reluctantly returned his greeting.

“My lord,” said Galehaut. “Who are you?”

“Good sir, I am a knight, as you can see.”

“Indeed,” said Galehaut, “a knight you are, the best there is, and the man I would most wish to honor in al the world: I’ve come to ask you, as a favor, to come stay with me tonight.”

3) Spoon him gently all night long and then confess your love to him:

Then Galehaut departed. [Lancelot] began to think about the great honor shown him by Galehaut, and in his heart he esteemed him most highly. Once he was in bed, he very quickly fell asleep, for he was exceedingly tired. When Galehaut was sure the knight was asleep, he lay down beside him as quietly as he could, and two of his knights joined him; there were no others in the room. The knight slept very soundly, but all night long he moaned in his sleep. Galehaut heard him clearly, for he scarcely slept at all, but sent the time thinking of a way to retain the knight.

In the morning the knight rose and heard Mass. Galehaut had already risen quietly, for he did not wish the knight to notice. When they had heard Mass, the knight asked for his armor; Galehaut asked him why, and he replied that he wished to leave. Then Galehaut said to him, “My dear friend, stay yet a while, and do not think I wish to deceive you, for there’s nothing you could request that you would not have, if you will stay. I assure you, you can have the company of a more powerful man than I, but you’ll never have that of a man who loves you as much. And since I would do more than anyone else to have your company, then I deserve it more than anyone else.”

4) Agree to surrender to the army you are about to defeat because he asks you to, and then go out to battle wearing each others’ armor:

Then [Lancelot] called for two guarantors, and in their presence said, “My lord, I ask you that as soon as you overcome King Arthur, and his forces are totally unable to recover, as soon as I summon you, you are to ask him for mercy and put yourself entirely in his power.”

When Galehaut heard this, he was aghast and became very pensive. And the two kings said to him, “My lord, what are you thinking about? There is nothing to be gained from reflection now; you have gone so far that there is no turning back.”

“What?” he exclaimed. “Do you suppose I have any regrets? If all the world were mine, I wouldn’t hesitate to give it to him. I was thinking of the splendid thing he said, for never did any man say anything finer. My lord,” he said, “may God never help me if you don’t receive this gift, for I could do nothing for you that would bring me shame, but I beg you not to deprive me of your company, since I would do more to have you with me than any other.”

5) End the war, as promised, and then hide your new secret boyfriend in your camp and make out and kiss away his tears etc etc etc

Then Galehaut went to his troops and had them withdraw. And King Arthur immediately sent for the queen, who was bitterly grieving as she went away; the messengers pursued her and caught up with her, and told her of the great joy that had befallen her. She could not believe it until she had the genuine proof sent to her by the king. Then she returned, full of great joy.

The news of the peace spread quickly; Sir Gawain heard it from the king himself. He was more joyful at this than anyone else, and asked, “My lord, how did this come to be?”

“Truly,” said the king, “I don’t know. It is the will of Our Lord.”

Sure. Will of Our Lord. Sure.

#arthuriana #lancelot #galehaut #knights making out #expect more to come on this subject #i plan to be insufferable #the lancelot-grail

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c-rose2081 · 4 years ago

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Three Little Dragons

Love Like Dragons AU

Bevie | Huma | Gildrey | Mal & Audrey BROTP

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It was happening. It was happening right now and Evie felt like she was choking. It had been a few weeks since Audrey — Ben’s Aurorian Dragon — had laid her clutch of four eggs. One of them had been lost in a battle with some stray dogs, leaving only three in the little makeshift nest. Audrey was healing up nicely from her battle wounds; a result of that night. Her mate Gil, a Costal Dragon belonging to their friend Uma, was as attentive as any father could be. And the two, in Evie’s mind, made a picture perfect couple.

Mal, her own five-year-old Isle dragon, seemed a bit sick of all the gushy stuff.

Mal was a dragon who liked to cause mischief, wrestle and play games. She was young at heart, but knew bullying Audrey wasn’t an option while the young Mother was nesting. So she took to watching Evie sew in the den, or rolled around within old scraps of fabric on the floor to entertain herself.

Sitting in the living room that night with Mal laying atop her legs, Evie glanced up as Audrey startled from her nest. Watching curiously, the creature began to pace around the eggs, sniffing at them in the plastic tote which had been their home since the incident. Evie wasn’t sure if what she saw was true, but she swore one of the eggs wiggled in its place.

“Did you see that Mal?” Evie asked her best friend, looking down at the purple beast. She merely huffed a smoke ring in response, tired already of all the baby talk. No doubt she would be pleased when Audrey healed, her eggs were hatched and things went back to normal. Turning back to the nest, Gil was standing now as well, his big armored head looking into the tote. Grabbing Mal by the underbelly to set her aside, Evie rose to her feet for a better look.

Audrey, who still paced, flicked her tail slightly in protectiveness. But she didn’t hiss or growl, nor did she bite Evie which was a blessing. Squatting down to rest on the back of her heels, the bluenette stared at the eggs, urging one to move.

And it did.

There was a little wiggle, and another, and another. All three little eggs were wobbling in their nest home.

“Sweet Merlin,” Evie breathed, rising to her feet and running full speed into the foyer. Ben, her dear husband, was working upstairs in the office, “Ben! Ben come down here quick!”

Grappling for her phone, Evie had just found Uma’s number when a brown head of hair peeked over the stair railing.

“E? Is everything ok?”

“It’s happening Ben! It’s happening right now!”

“E, this is the third time -“

“No I mean it! I saw the eggs move! And Audrey and Gil are all worked up!”

“Oh...my god,” Ben breathed, leaning against the railing, “it’s really happening?”

“Yes! Now get your cute butt down here! I have to call Uma. She needs to be here!”

And Evie called their friend, who at first was also skeptical of the hatching. Evie couldn’t blame her; she had been a little over excited at the due date of the babies coming. But she had seen the eggs move with her own eyes, and Uma needed to know. After hanging up the phone, she met Ben in the living room. Like she had been doing not ten minutes before, he was crouched down by the tote. Audrey was up on his shoulder, looking down at her brood as though to say, ‘look what I did, Ben!’.

“It’s happening tonight,” he breathed, rising to a standing position and grabbing Evie round the waist, “it’s really happening!”

Giggling in delight, Ben gladly deposited Audrey back down to watch over her eggs while they set up. Evie busied herself with filling a bowl with warm clean water, while Ben grabbed some extra soft blankets and old towels from the linen closet. When Uma arrived — clearly having ran every red light and stop sign to appear so quickly — Harry her duffle bag slung over one shoulder. Clearly, they were prepared to stay the night.

“Hatchlings outside a sanctuary are rare,” Uma told Evie while dawning a pair of yellow latex gloves, “a lot of domestic dragons aren’t healthy enough to have strong offspring. So it’s important we check that all the babies are healthy, and can get out of the eggs.”

“What happens if they can’t?”

“Baby Dragons who can’t get out of their eggs end up starving,” Uma winced, removing a small scalpel blade from her bag and examining it, “imma just make sure we won’t have any problems. Harry, go hold Gil so he doesn’t charge me. Ben, watch Audrey to make sure she doesn’t take my fingers off,”

Nodding, both men moved to their respective places. Mal, disturbed from her nap by all the commotion, grumbled as Evie picked her up as well. The Isle Dragon hadn’t shown any protective urges since the night of the dog attack in the garden, but no chances needed to be taken. Uma, using a steady hand, used the scalpel to make ‘+’ shaped incisions on each egg’s ceiling.

“It relieves the pressure in the shells, and makes them more fragile,”

And just as Uma pulled back her hands, everyone leapt in excitement as a little head began to poke its way through the first egg. It was the largest one of the clutch, dark and ribbed with a bit of white gradient at it’s bottom. And as a little beaked head with a small tuft of magenta fur poked out, sticky with egg goop, Evie’s heart melted as it gave a little chirp.

“First one out,” Uma announced, “looks like a female.”

Audrey immediately went to the baby, sniffing at her little head as though to double check she was real. Soon, two front legs with hooked claws burst through the shell. The dragon was tiny, almost as tiny as Mal had been. And Evie worried as Uma carefully reached in to pick up the critter.

“It’s alright,” she soothed Audrey, who looked a tad irked, but not ready to bite just yet, “it’ll just be a minute. Ben, eyes on mama,”

“Got it,” Ben said with a small salute, gently running his hand down Audrey’s ridge to ease her worries. Handing Uma a wet towel from the bowl, Evie watched in stunned wonder as she cleaned off the little body, revealing a pair of small wings.

“She’s got a lot of Audrey in her,” Uma commented with a laugh, “hello there. Imma just flip you over,”

There was an unhappy baby dragon chirp as the creature was rolled onto her back, revealing a unique underbelly marking. It almost looked like a white skull. Holding a finger against her chest, Uma felt for a heartbeat, “strong heartbeat. Loud crying, and no doubt she’ll start feeding the minute we give her back to Audrey. What’s her name then?”

Glancing up at Ben and Evie, the couple looked at one another and came to a silent agreement.

“Why don’t you name her, Uma,” Evie suggested, “you’ve been such a great help the past few weeks. I would’ve pulled all my hair out without you,”

“I agree,” Ben nodded, still stroking Audrey who was poking at the two eggs still unhatched in the nest, “your choice.”

“Awe well,” holding up the baby dragon for a better look, Uma nodded and smirked, “Celia. I have a friend of mine, Freddie? She’s really into voodoo magic. Says the name has some powerful undertones on the other side,”

“Celia it is then,” Ben nodded, the group watching as Uma replaced Ceila in the nest where Audrey immediately took her by the scruff to tuck under her wing. It wasn’t a second after that did the second largest egg jerked hard. The shell gave way with a mighty CRACK, and another small, flimsy looking dragon rolled from the nest and into the blankets face first.

“Talk about a grand entrance,” Evie breathed, gently reaching into the tote (while watching Audrey) to pick up the little rascal.

“Another female,” Uma commented, “and a unique pattern,”

Indeed it was. This dragon was speckled green, pink, yellow and white. Her wings were tiny compared to Celia’s, but the end of her tail was massive and poofed out in all possible directions. On her head were two forward facing horns like her father, and she had a facial marking that almost looked like a pair of glasses. In Evie’s palm she wobbled a bit, falling from her feet to her side with a squeal.

“Awe. Are you a bit dizzy?” Evie asked, gently using a finger to help the creature stand again, “that will be your name then. Dizzy the Dragon.”

“She looks good, if not a bit klutzy,” Uma chuckled, taking Dizzy from Evie’s hand to check the heartbeat, “a little fast for my taste. But that might just mean she’ll be a lot to handle,”

Placing Dizzy back in the tote, Audrey took her under her wing as well. There was one egg left, the smallest of the bunch. It was the egg with a crack in it, and the egg Uma had been most worried about.

“Don’t have your hearts set on anything, ya’ll,” she told them, her voice a tad weary. Audrey, now nursing two small dragonlings, made a small trill with her beak and reached out her neck to push the egg with her nose. From inside, they all could hear a baby dragon crying.

“What do we do?” Evie asked. Uma was about to answer when Mal leapt down from where she had been sitting on the sofa. Into the tote she sprang, surprising them all. Before Evie could even chide her, the Isle Dragon had the egg in one of her hand like claws. In a flash, she crushed the shell.

“Mal!” Evie cried, afraid that the baby inside was now dead. But to her surprise, a body uncurled and flopped down into the blankets. Acting quickly, Ben was the one to pick up the dragonling while Evie hauled Mal from the tote. It was a tiny little thing, barely the size of a baseball. It had a long ridge of fur like its mum, and tiny bulb spikes like its dad. But the colors that adorned its sisters were gone, leeched to appear black and white. No doubt a mutation caused by falling from the nest.

“It’s a male,” Uma said, “is he alive, Ben?”

Shaking the little creature, he lifted his tiny head and gave a whine of protest, “ok, sorry I asked,” Uma grumbled, lifting her hands in surrender as Ben chuckled.

“This one is Carlos. The little brother.”

“Hand him here, Prince boy,” Uma ordered, taking the baby from Ben to clean and do a checkup. At once Mal, now interested, came to see. She sniffed at the little body, blinking and making a confused noise as he reached out his little claws for her.

“Any particular reason she’s so interested in Carlos?” Evie asked innocently, “I never really pinned Mal here as a maternal type.”

“Could be a few things,” Uma shrugged, checking little Carlos’ heartbeat, “in the wild, Isle Dragons will actually throw their eggs if they don’t hatch. They’re tough puppies, so most babies actually survive it. It just helps break the shells open,”

“So it was an instinctual thing, crushing the egg?”

“Probably. But dragons are kinda weird. We may never know,” giving Carlos one last boop on the snout, Uma lowered him back into the tote. Thankfully, despite being a runt, Audrey accepted him anyway and placed him with his sisters, curling over them with a purr. Harry, who had been quietly holding Gil, released the beast. He at once ambled to the tote, reaching his long turtle neck over the edge to have a look. Audrey gave her mate a happy little kiss, one of reassurance no doubt, and Evie crooned.

Mal, who sat between Evie and Uma, huffed rather loudly. It almost sounded as though she were trying not to care, though her eyes were firmly fixed on the tote.

“So Mal,” Evie said, pulling the dragon close to her with an unhappy little grunt, “how does it feel to be an Aunty?”

Mal gave another loud wail of annoyance as Evie chuckled, and the gathered friends watched the new dragon brood. Finally together at last.

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A/N: Decided to adjust the formatting for better reading ability. Let me know if it bothers anyone?

#disney descendants #descendants #descendants fanfiction #love like dragons au #dragons #audrey rose #mal bertha #evie grimhilde #ben florian #uma daughter of ursula #disney #alternate universe

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ldrmas · 5 years ago

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Imperfect Perfectly Pt. 8

Story set after D3, we got a wedding, friends and adventures. More so I just wanted Hades and Mal as father and daughter. Let’s see how this goes. To find other parts of the story search “imperfect perfectly” on my page. The “~” are flash back scenes. Chapter 8 setting: Isle of the Lost and Hades Lair

“Your turn.” Mal whispered once she finally pulled away from her father and looked up at him. “My turn, huh?” Hades chuckled but nodded as he agreed. His daughter spilled out her heart it was time that he did the same. “Well it started out that I was able to visit ya whenever I wanted to after you were born.” He started as he fell back in time to when his kid was just a squirt. ~ “I told ya not to show up randomly.” Maleficent spat as Hades walked in from the hidden entrance to her lair. Hades rolled his eyes as he walked right by his ex and picked up his daughter from her bassinet. He rocked Mal a couple of times before finally turning back to the old fairy. “You also didn’t give me a way to tell you I am coming so this is me telling you I’m coming over.” Hades bite back and hid his smirk as Maleficent huffed out before walked away. The less he had to see of her the better. He was only here to see one person and that was the little one in his arms. As time went on, he kept coming over, and he made an effort to be with Mal as much as he could. He knew that Maleficent would allow for only so long so he took what he could while he could. It was just after Mal had turned one years old that the day had come. “No, no more. Get out!” Maleficent screeched at the unpowerful god with a deathly glare. “You let me see her, now!” Hades growled as he stood toe to toe with the powered down fairy. “No! She’s starting to remember things. I will not have her repeating your name ever! No one is going to find out you’re her father! Now get out of my lair!” “Just let me see her once more!” “You take one more step and I’ll destroy her!” Maleficent warned and Hades froze where he stood. He wanted so badly to disobey, to run to his daughter anyway, but he knew the witch would keep her word. Even without magic she still had the power to kill Mal and Hades wouldn’t be able to save his daughter. He wanted to fight so much but for now Maleficent held all the cards. “If I leave right now, promise me you’ll keep her alive.” Hades negotiated as he backed away towards the door. “You keep paying me and I’ll keep my end of the deal.” The purple fairy smirked as she watched Hades surrender and suffer. “You’ll get your money, but I mean it Maleficent! You harm her in any way and I find out about it, not only will you no longer get a cent from me but I will come here and burn this place to the ground. I don’t need my powers to roast you alive.” Hades warned in finality before leaving the lair, with only his ex’s evil laughter echoing in his ears. He did find ways to make sure the evil fairy kept her word. He had his isle kids rotate on watching Maleficent’s lair always on the look out for his daughter. He also had been able to corner one of the purple ruler’s knuckleheads and made him double agent. He would be on the inside and report back to Hades anything important about his daughter also how Maleficent was treating her. When Mal had snuck out for the first time right after she learned how to walk, he had been so surprised that he was able to see her that he didn’t think of anything else. He had ran to the square where Mal was and it took two of his isle kids to stop him before he ran all the to his little girl. She was so small. That’s all he could think of when he first laid his eyes on her after all this time. It made him chuckle. He thought back to his kid days, even though he had been the older of Zeus and Poseidon, he was smaller than them both when they were young. It was why they always picked on him. His isle kids were protecting the square and Philo was going to daughter to try to get her back inside. He wanted nothing more than to pick her up himself but if Mal recognized him or talked about him to Maleficent at all than the evil fairy would take all of her anger out on Mal. He couldn’t risk that. He couldn’t risk his baby’s safety just because he wanted to be selfish for a minute. Then Brutus came out and his daughter was back in his non-wife’s clutches. Philo needed patching up but it he would be alright. And once again Mal was somewhere he couldn’t reach. ~ “I kept an eye on you, either by my isle kids or I saw you myself, ‘til around you kicked Uma in the sandbox. After that you were starting your own gang and I figured that they would figure out you were being followed so I told my Islers to back off. I still asked them about you, but I couldn’t risk seeing you anymore.” Hades said as he sighed and fell back into the present. It was sad. He should have tried to fight Maleficent more but being on the island had made him weak, made him a coward. “I was always so scared that if your mother ever found out what I was doing she really would hurt you. She hurt me so deeply that I couldn’t even begin to think of the ways she could hurt you. I’m sorry, I’m sorry I didn’t fight harder for you.” Hades sighed but went silent as Mal rose from the throne and stepped away. “Mal?” He asked as he rose up and followed her, touching her shoulder gently. Mal took a second longer before turning back to the under-world lord, tears falling down her cheeks. “The only way she hurt me, was keeping me away from you.” Mal chocked as more tears fell and she shivered with sobs. Hades didn’t say anything further just pulled his daughter to him and covered her in a hug. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry.” Mal cried repeatedly as she didn’t fight the hug. She leaned deeply into it and frankly didn’t want to let go. “It’s okay, Kido. It’s going to be okay now. I’ve got ya.” Hades replied as he stroked his baby girl’s hair. He did have his daughter now. He was going to be there for her and this time he would fight any one who would try to take this away from him. Ending...to be continued My story is highly inspired by @otpsilove90 and @love-bucky-3000 so please go check out their Descendants stories. Thank you all for the understanding on the lateness of this chapter, I got caught up with the weekend and ran into a small writers block. Thank you for all the ideas as well, please leave a comment if you wanna see something within the story. I’m probably going to write maybe two more chapters and then we’ll do a jump cut to the wedding. Let’s see how this goes. I really don’t know what to do after this chapter because this and the last one where the main things I wanted to write. Please be understanding if the next parts take longer. Thanks again and let’s see where this goes.

#imperfect perfectly #descendants hades #dad!hades #dad! hades is my favorite #descendants fan fiction #descendants fanfiction #descendants series #mal x ben #daddy hades #mal daughter of maleficent

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snkpolls · 5 years ago

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SnK S3E16 Poll Results (Manga Reader Version)

The poll closed with 352 responses. Thank you to everyone who participated!

Please note that these are the results of the manga reader poll. Anime only watchers are suggested not to read if you do not wish to be spoiled about certain events! Anime only viewers, click here to view your poll results!

RATE THE EPISODE 338 Responses

This episode gained a lot of positive responses with 87.6% rating it at a 5, with only a couple people not so impressed. Hopefully future episodes will keep up the high streak!

As it stands right now, this is my favorite episode from the anime. How the Beast Titan's rampage was animated was so much more horrific and impactful than the manga, I felt more sympathy with Erwin than I did when I read the manga, and the final series of scenes that depict the suicide charge were so masterfully done I felt my heart grow heavy. Absolutely spectacular. I hope the next episode is even better <3

It was fucking amazing. Perfect game, more like perfect episode

Great job all around the board imo. The rock throwing was truly horrifying either the red mist, and the screams were done perfectly

So far easily the most harrowing, depressing episode of the anime :/

Even though I knew what it is going to happen in this ep, wit has managed to surprise me. Best episode of the season so far with the first one.

Favorite episode of the series so far

It was great, but the poor animation quality really ruins some serious moments in this arc, as many people are dying

Just Perfect, the tension and release were just on point 👌

Took the crown from S2EP6 as the best of the series for me.

WHICH OF THE FOLLOWING WAS YOUR FAVORITE MOMENT? 349 Responses

A lot of attention was on Erwin this chapter and many were moved by his scenes. Most notably, his charge with his soldiers at the Beast Titan led with 28.9% respondents picking it as their favorite moment. 17.8% respondents said Levi kneeling in front of Erwin and vowing to take down Zeke was their favorite, followed by Erwin’s motivational speech at 14.3%.

Bombardment scene was made 30 times better in the anime.

It was the moment we were all waiting for, and it happened and now I'm like a deflated balloon of emotion. Thank you, Erwin.

The imagery of the fallen scouts chilled me and I loved that included Isabel, Farlan, Isle Lagnar etc but my anger towards Annie has been resurged seeing Petra's face. Female titan I'll never forgive you for wrecking Levi Squad!

Erwin and Levi's relationship is one of the most beautiful ones I have ever seen, and I was happy seeing how it was portrayed, finally. With them having cut so many of the moments that showed Erwin as human, I'm glad they took the time to draw the moment of his smile so much. Long live my Commander, I would have followed him to hell.

I was astonished at how well they adapted Levi and Erwin's scenes. Bravo, the animation was top notch, the voice acting was stellar, like wow.

The bodies on the red background was really dark & was the part that had the most impact on me (as opposed to the manga)

erwin and levi's talk made me a lot more emotional than it did in the manga. the whole team did a pretty damn good job with this episode.

WHO WAS THE EPISODE'S MVP? 348 Responses

Unsurprisingly, Erwin gains the MVP award for this episode. Some think Levi stands out as well.

Erwin is humanity"s greatest soldier. Rest in peace, Commander.

Ono Daisuke is the goddamn mvp

Erwin made me gay

HOW DO YOU FEEL ABOUT CONNIE MAKING A PUN ABOUT THE FALLING HOUSES? 346 Responses

28% of respondents can relate to Connie’s stressful comedic moment, with 27.5% believe he has the right to make jokes. Some are rolling their eyes or think this isn’t quite an appropriate time.

I think Connie´s joke was his own form of mental breakdown. It makes him all the more relatable to me.

WHAT WOULD YOU HAVE DONE IF YOU WERE ASKED TO JOIN THE SUICIDE CHARGE? 345 Responses

If asked to join Erwin on the suicide charge, a majority at 38.8% of respondents would have faith in the commander and hope to survive. 30.1% of participants aren’t sure what they would do, while an equal amount of people are between retreating or surrendering on the spot.

Crack a joke like Connie

If Erwin throw himself from a bridge, I would too! The fuck. Ok but being serious, being in that horrible scenario without a chance to survive, just nod and fight until the end.

Fuck it. I'm going die anyway; might as well go out swingin

cry, disassociate, and die. in that order.

Lads you would not catch me within 1000 miles of a battlefield. I'm less useful than Reiner on a battlefield, and that's saying something.

Pull a Floch and shit myself while crying

I would actually with all my heart follow Commander Erwin fucking Smith with no expectations of survival. Never have I ever encountered a man as compelling as him, real or fictional.

Sorry Erwin but... someone’s gotta keep Floch from being an ass. I’m sure you understand.

Not really but what about trying to hide closer to the wall since zeke will be throwing rocks at erwin and the others... then wait until levi is done with the monkey.

I would have never been stupid enough to join the survey corps to begin with lol

DO YOU THINK LEVI MADE THE RIGHT CHOICE TO FOLLOW ERWIN’S PLAN OVER HIS OWN? 346 Responses

41.3% of respondents believe that there was no other choice Levi could have made except to defeat the Beast Titan. 39.9% think the plan was the better of the two strategies.

It was the only viable narrative choice, but if it was a real battle retreating with as many survivors as possible might have been sensible.

Levi gave Erwin salvation by making the choice for him and gladly transferred Erwin's own burden of guilt and responsibilities onto his own shoulders. Which also why the word choice of "follow" seems iffy. Erwin is a proven master strategist and brilliant tactician, so of course you always go with his plan. BUT Levi didn't just 'follow' his plan, he made an active *choice* to implement the plan. It is Levi's plan as much as it is Erwin's.

Levi let his personal feelings get in the way of determining what would be the best hope for Humanity's survival.

I sincerely doubt Beastie would have let the survivors go unmolested all the way back to Wall Rose, and Levi knew it which was why he said he doesn't really expect anyone to survive this situation. Erwin had to make his last contribution to humanity in that moment, and they both knew that.

i think the plan should have been to stunt the beast, as we know that he doesn't get killed here anyway (obvs they don't know that), just buy some time ans save as many souls as possible.

HOW MUCH DID ERWIN’S INSPIRATIONAL SPEECH MOTIVATE YOU? 345 Responses

A large majority of voters are willing to believe in Erwin’s encouraging words and die by them no matter the risk.

I'LL FOLLOW YOU TO THE GRAVE COMMANDER ERWIN!!

ERRRRWWWIIIINNN!

WHO YELLED THE BEST INSULT TO BERTOLT? 345 Responses

Out of the few distracting insults, Sasha calling Bertolt a “massive pervert lord” was the best out of the three for 69.6% of respondents.

BEST SHOCKED FACE THIS EPISODE? 348 Responses

It isn’t often Levi is caught off-guard, so his shocked expression this episode was favored by 41.1% of voters. 23.3% of people thought Erwin had an expressive reaction as well.

Erwin’s face when he got hit... Wish we could’ve seen the gore though.

HOW WELL DID WIT ADAPT THE CORRESPONDING CHAPTERS? 343 Responses

There were a couple unsatisfied viewers, but overall a majority of participants believe the episode was fairly accurate to the manga.

the suicide charge was perfectly done.

that slow mo scene of the first boulder shower was amazing! and then the red mist of blood, the screams and cries of fear, pain, and death of the soldiers, the shock, despair, the ghosts of the dead soldiers, the emotion of Erwin and Levi’s last conversation, gosh this episode was beautiful in a morbid and heartbreaking way

It was very well done. It hurt, but not quite as much as the manga did.

Incredible adaptation. I’m tempted to call it flawless.

erwins soft smile after levi confirms what they must do was so special, especially since they hung on erwins face for a while

This episode was far more horrific than the manga version - the blood mist and the screams really upped the fear.

WHICH VERSION OF CONNIE'S JOKE DID YOU LIKE BEST? 346 Responses

There were a few different translations of Connie’s joke depending on the medium. 43.9% preferred Connie’s pun in the manga about Eren having a roof over his head again, while 31.8% thought Connie’s “Yeager” pun in Japanese was the funniest.

The only funny version of connie's joke is the japanese one...

HOW DID THE ADAPTATION OF ERWIN’S MOMENT OF GRIEF AFFECT YOU? 340 Responses

Erwin’s moment of grief was a somber scene for many, and over half of participants feel the adaptation tugged on their heart strings more than when they read the manga. Less than a quarter felt more sympathetic, with quite a number preferring the original manga version better.

There’s something about actually hearing his voice that made me want to cry again

I dunno, I think both mediums had different but equal impact in terms of the actual speech. The anime is very emotionally and viscerally effective, whereas with the manga you take longer to process what's in front of you at your own pace, in the privacy of your own skull. Both very moving.

Can't reproduce reading it for the first time but this was great.

I really liked it, but the manga is still more powerful for me.

Doesn't matter to me. I felt the same sorrow and overwhelmed like in the manga was a couple years ago. Great job WIT, absolutely!

I prefer the scene in the manga because of Erwin having more moments of being himself instead of colder than a summer day in Colorado, as the manga clues in more to him being a sad old man. However, Ono Daisuke’s voice acting was ON POINT. Erwin’s voice cracks like he was going to cry, the distance in his voice, it just made me cry.

I was practically sobbing on the floor, take from that what you will.

The hidden option of: Both were heartbreaking to me

KNOWING FLOCH NOW, WHAT ARE YOUR THOUGHTS ON HIS BREAKDOWN? 348 Responses

Since RtS, Floch has become a paramount character in the current manga arc. Viewing his breakdown in the episode, 37.1% respondents think the moment was great in humanizing him. 18.4% respondents are less moved and found pleasure in his despair. Several were reminded why they used to like Floch and some gave praise to his seiyuu’s performance.

Back when I read the chapters, I found Floch to be annoying, now with the recent ones I really dislike him more. I still felt the same watching the episode but the seiyuu did a good job

Um, a combination of the above options I think. I was always 'meh' about Floch until his jerkface side began to show. So I never actually 'liked' him, but I certainly empathised with him at this point, and his seiyuu was definitely brilliant!

I have never liked him, really

I don't agree with his mindset in the current chapters of the manga but seeing the fucked up shit that he went through being the sole survivor and even then not being able to revive the Commander. I can see that trauma changed him to just follow Eren's instructions that he would let someone like Zeke live on but give far lesser thoughts to his actual saviour, Levi. As such, in the particular episode and the extent of the anime, I pity him and his VA did an amazing job of displaying a normal soldier's reaction.

Independently from his future actions, I think his breakdown is irresponsible and it doesn't help, given the circumstances.

Floch's a prick, but his VA was fantastic here and actually made me sympathize with him quite a bit. Can't wait to hate him again in a few eps though.

I had a lot of sympathy for him at the time in the manga, and seeing it again has made me think about how he's come to the point he has in the current story. PTSD and survivor's guilt explain a lot.

Hate him with a passion. I had forgotten that Levi actually kinda saved him, and now knowing how he wanted to kill Levi in recent chapters made me hate him even more.

I don’t give a floch

I think there still a hidden motive that Floch has since he is definitely following Eren now. I predict that in his mind he is honoring his fallen comrades by acting the way he is in recent chapters. Might be messed up externally, but I think there is more to Floch since his motives likely match Eren’s who we still haven’t quite figured just yet.

Of course we can have sympathy for someone without justifying their actions. I do sympathise terribly with Floch's trauma as the sole survivor of the suicide charge, but I do NOT accept it as a reason to become a militant ethno-nationalist. (His seiyuu was beyond amazing tho, props)

who the fuck is floch?

MARLOWE AND MOBLIT’S DEATHS ARE COMING UP AND SOME HAVE EXPRESSED THAT THEY WOULD LIKE SOME ADDITIONAL ANIME ORIGINAL SCENES FOR THEM - THOUGHTS? 347 Responses

Sadly, Marlowe and Moblit’s death scenes will be shown within the next couple episodes. 50.1% of respondents believe these scenes are impactful enough to stick with the manga while 36% would want to see the anime had something more.

Additional scene definitely for Moblit!! Poor boi is so underrated :'-(

Marlowe :( :( :(

I would definitely like to see more of Moblit, we have barely seen him this season. I feel like the only scenes we'll see him in are pre-death and post-death (we could see him as a ghost in Erwin's grief scene). Moblit deserves way more than this. Marlowe is adorable and seeing him die will be enough to break my heart, especially when you think that the only person surviving that suicide charge was not a great person like him, but the disgusting scumbag that Floch is.

WHICH SCENE FROM THE PREVIEW ARE YOU MOST LOOKING FORWARD TO? 348 Responses

A majority of readers at 69.8% can’t wait to see the infamous first battle between Humanity’s Strongest and the War Chief. 23.3% are more enthusiastic for Armin’s face-off against Bertolt. Needless to say, it’s going to be an eventful episode.

I AM NOT READY FOR SHINGANSHINA FRIED ARMIN.

Isn’t it wild that next episode we’ll likely see the defeat of all three of the Warriors? Bye Zeke, Bye Reiner, Super-Bye Bertholdt.

ADDITIONAL THOUGHTS ON THE EPISODE?

This was the best episode so far that has been aired. The emotions were high, the soundtrack was impeccable, the animation/drawings were fantastic (aka Levi had emotions!!!), and it really did a good job manifesting the hopelessness of the situation to the audience.

I forgot how hopeless the situation was during all of this. The constant narrating on stones in the background and the recruits screams really showed that

My only gripes were the music choice and lack of proper facial expression (Although, maybe that's just because Isayama is amazing at expressions)

That red mist was so horrible and made everything look so gruesome, I was in shock. This episode really hit me hard, I wasn't ready to watch it and now that I have, I'm having a hard time recovering

I was HEARTBROKEN at the end of this episode. Hard enough to read the chapter, worse still to see it on screen. So much sorrow and regret for poor Erwin.

I need that piano ost

Rip Erwin. Shinzou'ed his last sasageyo.

I've never felt something watching SnK until this episode. Erwin's face during the suicide charge was something... That was the real face of fear. He knew he had to let go his dreams for the sake of humanity, unlike previous times where he used this excuse to move forward his dream.

The music and Erwins’s voice actor made it nearly perfect

WIT is playing a dangerous game with the amount of CGI they're using. It hasn't really "ruined" anything for me yet, but they're getting close.

I cried even though i already knew what would happen. Is it normal doctor ?

The episodes have just gotten better and better, and this one might just be my favorite in the series. Definitely top 3. Just fantastic execution all around. It truly managed to bring back that feeling of hopelessness. Daisuke Onoue is an absolute legend. Not ashamed to say I cried about 3 times opon rewatches.

This episode broke me. Literally. I was mourning for Erwin for a while after, still am. I thought having read the manga would prepare me somewhat for the Vow™ conversation, but holy shit. I dunno if this is in the manga but Erwin had tears in his eyes when he sat on the crate. Erwin Smith was *crying*. And his voice (kudos to Daisuke Ono!!!) just. Absolutely wrecked me. Amazing, amazing episode. The kind you badly want to rewatch again and again but can't without bolstering up your emotional strength each goddamn time.

WHERE DO YOU PRIMARILY DISCUSS THE SERIES? 332 Responses

Thanks to everyone who participated! We’ll see you again in a few days!

#snk spoilers #snk s3 #snk polls #snk poll #poll results

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phanfictioncatalogue · 6 years ago

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Fics Including Louise (SprinkleOfGlitter) (2) Masterlist

part one

A Bulbasaur Will Eat Your Face (ao3) - DixieWilliams

Summary: When Matt Watson is unexpectedly involved in a car crash on the other side of the country, Louise has no choice but to leave Darcy with Phil and Dan for a few nights. Chaos, misunderstandings, and a very skeptical Phil.

Always Together, Never Apart - cherryblossom-phil

Summary: “They were attached at the hip. The centers of each other’s lives. Inseparable.”; Dan and Phil’s relationship, as seen through the eyes of their friends (based on Vidcon 2k15)

but it’s better if you do - gorgeousdan

Summary: When Louise invites Dan and Phil to a Halloween masquerade ball, Phil suggests they go alone. Dan doesn’t expect much to happen, until Phil kisses him. Now, Phil’s on a hunt to find the boy he kissed. The twist? He doesn’t know it was Dan.

Easter Surprises - pasteldanhowells

Summary: Louise has invited Dan and Phil to an Easter Egg Hunt event that she takes Darcy to every year. Phil is unsure of why they agreed to go to this, but Dan seems excited about it, so he ultimately agrees to go. While at the event, surrounded by kids, Dan has a sudden realization that surprises Phil.

Fell In Love With You From The First Note - pasteldanhowells

Summary: Phil has always been entranced by the piano covers uploaded by howell music on YouTube, it was a daily routine of his to play covers of his favorite ghibli songs while getting ready in the morning. Imagine his shock when he finds the pianist sat in next to him in his English Class…

four: beyond (ao3) - moon-boye (a_sky_full_of_roses)

Summary: Dan holds baby Pearl, and Phil has some thoughts.

Flagged - littlephanfics

Summary: Phil works as an Internet security officer whose job is to read flagged emails and send out warnings for a magazine company. Little did he know, he’s about to get hooked on emails from a certain someone. Based loosely on Rainbow Rowell’s Attachments.

i can't compete with my heartbeat, i surrender (ao3) - cafephan

Summary: Dan and Phil reunite with Louise, finally meet baby Pearl and contemplate the future.

In the shadow of your heart (ao3) - wavydanrises

Summary: Dan and Phil fell apart a few years ago, and if Phil seemed to have no problem getting used to his new life back in Manchester with his husband Noah, Dan has a few more difficulties moving on. But when Phil comes down to London to attend Louise’s party and ends up having to stay with Dan for a few days, who can tell what will happen.

"Look at your blue eyes" (ao3) - thesassykels66

Summary: Dan and Phil have a bit of an argument before meeting baby Pearl.

Love Yourself (ao3) - notinclinedtomaturity

Summary: A lot of things about Dan’s life are pretty great. He gets to make the music he wants, he’s got a great fanbase, and his manager is his best friend. A few things about his life suck a bit more. He’s currently lacking inspiration, he’s rather lonely, and he’s stuck in a rut.

of glitter and pearls (ao3) - laddyplester

Summary: Dan and Phil meet Louise at a restaurant to finally meet Baby Pearl.

Pearl's before (ao3) - winstonlives

Summary: Dan and Phil meet Louise's baby for the first time.

Pizza Chats - trysomecats

Summary: One day, Louise thought to herself in determination, she would love someone the way that Dan and Phil loved each other.

Say What You Need to Say (ao3) - Geronimoandbemagnificent

Summary: Dan and Phil moved to the Isle of Man after their close friend and surrogate Louise Pentland had given birth to twins, Deila Rose, and Edward "Teddy" James Howell (the fact that one baby became two had been a real shock to all three of them). They'd quickly decided that the city of London was too hectic for the new parents to settle down and have a family, and the Isle of Man was close enough to Phil's parents so they could still pursue their YouTube careers, and Grampy and Grammy Lester were always happy to babysit.

"No, no, Phil not like that. Like, she seems to be...distant from us."

SOS - thatsmistertoyou

Summary: Dan’s actual job is working at Louise’s diner, but he could make a career out of saving cute dark-haired strangers from dates with assholes.

The Evening Glow - phanarchy

Summary: Dan hasn’t had the best luck when it comes to blind dates, so when Louise recommends he date her friend Phil, he’s skeptical. But even when he begins to fall for Phil, he can’t shake his crush for the attractive cashier at ASDA who he knows only as Lester

Through the Walls (ao3) - HanBan

Summary: Phil and Louise are Dan’s college flat mates and everything seems fine - until one night, Phil hears Dan cry.…

Up Close And Personal - pasteldanhowells

Summary: Dan is a famous dinosaur expert who has been studying dinosaurs his whole life, and gets the opportunity to work at Jurassic World (he works exclusively with the raptors). Phil is a very smart guy, like a genius, and he’s close friends with Louise who works at Jurassic World so he gets to go to Jurassic World and gets behind the scenes VIP treatment. There, he meets Dan. Unfortunately for Phil, things go wrong while feeding the raptors and an accident happens.

What the Future Holds (ao3) - danteasers, Fandoms_are_my_lifestyle

Summary: When Dan and Phil are asked by Louise to babysit Darcy, they realize that they may be better fathers than they thought.

#phanfictioncatalogue #phanfiction #phanfic #phan #masterlists #oy #louise #louise masterlist

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nithhaiahh · 3 years ago

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Someone approached the door of his office, behind the doors the murmurings of the doctor could be heard. At that, the door opened:

"Grand general, I bring you news, the woman has woken up."

The breeze was soothing, the pillow was calling her. Questions ran through her head, trying to differentiate reality from a dream. Who was she? What was her name? How old or where was she? Different questions that she still could not answer due to her tiredness. The nurses said one thing or another, there were footsteps. She wanted to sleep...

"No, you can't. You can't go back to sleep until the Grand General arrives."

Who? It sounded like a familiar name. The woman helped Nith sit up a bit, arranged pillows behind her and even brought her a glass of water which she refused by shaking her head in the opposite direction. She didn't want to drink or eat, she just wanted to sleep for another long time. Again footsteps, they were running, the woman could not go back to sleep. They brought the glass to her lips and poured some of the liquid into her mouth, but it only slid down the commissure of her lips.

Nith was falling asleep. Then, out of the white painted frame, a shadow stood out, the door opened from end to end and the figure in black and red approached. Her red eyes widened slightly, silver hair, imposing figure. The man approached her and took her by the hand. Her body reacted instinctively, she leaned forward, although she was still delicate and covered in bandages something called her to approach him. Of course he was... he was Swain, the person she loved. A smile escaped her lips, which was quickly consumed by the memories of that day. The attack, the battle, the children, the darkness, the...

Tears fell from her red eyes, the smile disappeared. She had to run away, she had to leave. He didn't remember her, he didn't know who she was, after what happened that day he would lock her up again to study her or throw her out again for being weak, he didn't know her story, he didn't remember her.

The woman began to breathe fast, her pulse accelerated, the movement of the thorax made the stitches of the wound in her abdomen begin to bleed again. Nith was about to withdraw her hand when he put his arm around her and embraced her. He embraced her with as much love and gentleness as he would have done long ago, when her name still had a place in his heart. Her body trembled as the tears fell with increasing consistency. A chuckle escaped her lips and she fell into surrender, letting her head settle on his shoulder.

"In the end, I died, eh? Haha..."

Of course, there was no other explanation. He didn't remember her, he left her in that field knowing that the enemy would overcome them. She had lived that before, the betrayal of a loved one, the pain of waiting for what he once felt for her to return. It was impossible, of that she was sure, so the only explanation she could give after all that had happened was that yes, in the end, she died that day. Maybe at that very moment she was just a banshee wandering through the vastness of the Shadow Isles while the black mist had created this false paradise for her rest. And in that case, she would be content here, until someone killed her specter.

She was hallucinating.

Her eyes closed, a smile covered her face again, she could smell the tobacco and roses on his skin. So characteristic of Jericho. She snuggled in a little and began to give him soft kisses on his neck and cheek.

"Hello, my love..."

She was no longer afraid or ashamed, after all, she had died. His hand directed hers toward a small box. Nith opened her eyes, the different sized locks this time not blocking her view.

"My hair must look terrible, I'm not sure how many locks they cut off..."

She laughed a little but her eyes remained fixed on that little box. When he opened it, there was something small, shiny inside. Her eyes could not differentiate the silhouette very well, however, she assumed that this dream was reflecting the ending she always wished for.

Nith laughed again, her voice fading. Her eyes closed.

"Heh, I can't see very well, it's funny. You know, before all this happened, I had thought about spending the rest of my life with you. I wish I had survived... I wish you hadn't forgotten me. If only all this wasn't a dream, I would have loved to... tell you yes... I do."

And so, in his arms she fell asleep again. This time it was not for days, only for two hours, but during that time, she never stopped holding his hand or smiling at him.

क्या आपको अभी भी याद है कि कैसे प्यार करना है

@nithhaiahh

Seguir leyendo

#corvoimperiale #rp

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nxttheendxfthestxry · 3 years ago

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Tag Dump - Ships, Pt 1

#all my life i've been waiting for someone like you to make me smile || apple music #not scared of anything so i think i'll just jump without my parachute || badass & dumbass #did i mention that i'm in love with you? || beastly dragon #wherever you are i belong || beauty & the brainless #and if i get too heavy for you; let me know cuz i can't tell || bionic director #i can feel the magic floating in the air || blessed witch #all was golden when the day met the night || broken sunshine #i see you in infra red || cloaked heart #you say it best when you say nothing at all || computer cat #watching all my dreams come true lost in this moment with you || cooking with chemistry #you're always the safe bet || damaged code #i bet they don't see what i see when i see my girl || electric wolf #take everything i’ve got cuz i’m never giving this up || fantôme de l’amour #can you love me even with my dark side? || garden of death #really good to hear your voice saying my name it sounds so sweet || glass halo #i see sparks fly whenever you smile || golden stage #they'll call our crimes a work of art || heartless madness #the story of the two of us; sometimes you wish it was a little more mysterious || homeward bound #to you my heart i surrender || isle rose #what if i loved all these what ifs away? || jaded magic #tag dump

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tideridera · 4 years ago

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PROTECTIVE SENTENCE STARTERS ↳↳ not accepting ( @gggno / uma )

“I’m not apologizing for what I said to that asshole…she was saying terrible things about you.”

it was not a rare occurrence for uma to lose her temper — they were alike in that regard, their anger always floating on the surface just waiting for the chance to boil over, but it was rare for her to lose her temper on someone that harry was seeing. and seeing was a loose term. harry’s bedroom escapees were common knowledge on the isle, he never bothered to keep them secret, what did he care?, he liked what he liked and he would not deny himself from things that he liked when he didn’t have to. tilly was the latest of many casual flirtations, a singer harry had seen perform at club crossover with skin of bronze and eyes like burning fire. she was fun and dangerous in the way that all pretty girls on the isle were but she had cowered in the face of uma’s wrath as if the fire in her eyes had been snuffed out by the wild rapids of uma’s anger. harry had hooked a hand around uma’s arm and pulled her back before they could get kicked out and banned from the club for the rest of time and only when they were back out on the street did harry finally let her wrench herself free from his grip.

“ hey, hey ! what was that ? ” harry asked sharply, unwilling to let uma storm off without him, he followed only to halt abruptly when she turned back to him with a seething explanation that quickly transformed into a sulky confession.

harry blinked. he wondered what tilly had said that could have driven uma into making a threat on the singers life like that, he wondered if he cared enough about tilly to ask what she had said at all. he wondered why uma had taken it to heart when people everywhere had likely said worse about him but in that moment, harry couldn’t bring himself to feel much of anything except amusement. harry tried not to smile, sinking his canines into the corner of his mouth as his lips threatened to tug into a smirk and then a grin.

“ oh captain, you defending my honor, were you ? ” harry asked, unable to help himself. harry rose his hands in quick surrender the moment he caught sight of uma’s flashing gaze and swallowed his laughter as he reached to sweep her long braids back over her shoulder, brushing the backs of his fingers against her cheek in the process, fingertips lingering on her ear as harry’s amusement carefully faded. “ i don’t care what anyone else thinks of me . . . only you. don’t let the little bugs get to you. ”

#gggno #gggno ; uma.#♤ — meme answers. 「 inbox. 」

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The Stars Will Lead Me Home chapter: 1 summary: All she had left of her father was a book of the stars encrusted with a ruby. After years of wondering, she finally sets out on a voyage that she hopes will lead her to her father, not knowing she would find so much more. pairings: Harry Hook x Evie, mentioned Ben x Mal, past Evil Queen x Captain Hector Barbossa inspiration: eviarry’s headcannon of Evie being Barbossa’s daughter style: Multi-chapter; post-canon; Pirates of the Caribbean 5 crossover notes: Mild spoilers for that movie, as Evie’s plot is loosely based on one of the characters rated: T, possibly M for excessive violence (if needed); will feature strong language, violence, and sexual themes. other locations: ao3 | ffnet tumblr chapter listing: x

Tales had been told of the infamous group that had escaped the Isle of the Lost; the only ones to have ever escaped.

Many folks said they were a pirate crew, though Captain Hook told a different story, convinced that if a pirate crew were to ever escape, it would be his.

The details became very blurry over the years for most of the villains…except one.

The Evil Queen knew too well the tale of the men who escaped from the Isle.

They were, in fact, pirates, and probably the worst of all. When the crewmen took to the streets of the Isle a few years after its’ creation, they openly displayed their immortality, using it to garner whatever they wished from the poor masses.

They did stay away from most of the more well-feared villains, such as Maleficent, but tried storming her castle within the second week of their arrival.

She’d been sitting by the fire, looking picturesque and as if she’d been waiting for them all along when they threw her doors open.

“Just because we’re all villains here,” She began, taking an interest in the small chip that had formed in her nail polish, “doesn’t mean we can show up to each other’s houses uninvited. It’s quite rude, don’t you think?”

A portly man sneered. “Haven’t ye heard? Threats don’t work on us, pretty lady. We here are immortal.”

“But your ship isn’t.” Her words gave them pause. “Ships hold some form of sentimentality to pirates, don’t they?”

“Look who’s talkin’, held up ‘ere in yer castle.”

She rose a brow, completely unperturbed. “And so it does. The idea of a castle. And you have the idea of freedom. I wonder who will be wounded more?”

“Listen, wench-”

The man went to take a step forward when the blade of a sword pushed him back.

“Now lads, who are we to talk to such a creature like that?”

The Evil Queen gave as much of a smile as she could, the corner of her lip quirking only slightly for a moment. “Creature, you say? If I were a simple creature I don’t suppose we’d have having this conversation.”

“’Tis but a term, yer Highness.”

“You should expand your vocabulary then.” She lifted her hand, tapping her chin twice. “Why the sudden formality, I wonder? Your men were just trying to terrify me into giving up all my…riches.” She gestured to the room around her, decorated with nothing but mirrors. She had nothing left for them to take.

“We’re naught but humble pirates. My men see a castle and they believe there be gold within its walls.”

“I pity just how little control you have over them.”

The man she assumed was the captain narrowed his eyes.

“We be pirates, we’re all free men. We-”

“Free?” The Queen raised a perfectly arched brow. “Not on this island. That’s what you fail to understand.” She folded her hands on her lap, head held high as if she were addressing her subjects. “Once you and your…“free men” do as they please, there is no escape, nowhere for them to hide. If Auradon is paying any attention, they’ll sentence you as they see fit. If they don’t care, then the Isle will turn against you. Or, if you choose to kill everyone, you’ll end up all alone, trapped on an island with only yourselves, surrounded by a sea you cannot touch.”

A few of the pirates shared looks, as if they’d never even thought of the consequences prior to their pillaging. The captain weighted the options.

“And what do ye suggest?”

“Understanding that none of us wish to be trapped here and acting accordingly.”

Her words left no more room for argument.

The captain bowed before her, lifting his hat off with a flourish.

“I apologize. We will think on yer words. Is there a way I can repay ye for the inconvenience we caused ye?”

“I’m rather fond of apples.” For the second time that day, she felt herself smile, this time more than the last.

“An apple a day it ‘tis, yer Highness.”

The pirates left, many with scowls on their face, but the captain was the last to leave, taking his steps slowly, as if waiting…

“What is your name?” The Queen asked. Her voice was low, not wanting anyone to hear unless they were acutely listening.

And he was. The pirate turned around, trying to hide the smugness he felt.

“Captain Barbossa, at yer service.”

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Captain Barbossa and the crew of The Black Pearl were on the Isle half a year before they were called back through the use of magic unlike the Queen had ever seen.

He’d been with her when he felt the call.

It had pulled at his skin, overpowering all his other sensations as awoke, still tangled her silken sheets.

He didn’t remember when he actually stumbled to her door, only that he was startled when she grabbed his forearm with enough force to hold him in place.

Her gaze was cold, but she no longer frightened him; her dark hair was a knotted mess from his hands and her skin marred from their frequent trysts. A few months had passed since they’d begun…whatever this was, and he was still shocked that such a fair creature let him into her bed.

He’d be reluctant to leave if he’d been called by anyone else but the sea.

Tia Dalma, whom he’d been introduced to by none other than Jack Sparrow, may have been a woman of flesh and bone, but he was one of few her knew her for what she was, the sea herself, bound to human form.

When it came to the sea and those that had a part in it, she held all control over them. He’d been surprised when they’d been captured and taken to Auradon, and she let it happen.

He could only imagine why he was being returned, but it wouldn’t be good.

The small part of himself that had surrendered to his fate, to living on the Isle, didn’t want to leave. After all, who would want to leave such pleasurable company?

But he was a pirate and his first love was the sea.

The Queen, for starters, would flat out refuse such a lifestyle.

Her home was a castle, all high ceilings, four poster beds, and a dining table so long it could fit most of his crew.

She would never choose to go, and he would never expect her.

Still, that didn’t mean it would be a happy goodbye.

“Magic,” His throat was dry, and it broke on his words, “is pulling me back to the sea.”

She immediately let go, body stiffening, as she returned herself back to the Evil Queen he’d met many months ago.

“There is no magic here.”

She watched his back as he left, as he left her. He didn’t even make it to the stairs before his body emitted a strange glow, and then he disappeared altogether.

The Queen rushed to the window, looking as best as she could for where the Pearl was docked. The ship, too, glowed that strange, ghostly light, before it vanished into thin air.

She stared out that window for what felt like hours.

She’d thought he was being cowardly, trying to sneak out on her and lie, but what she’d just witnessed was no less than truly powerful magic if it could break through Fairy Godmother’s barrier.

She didn’t dare go back to sleep, not with his smell still on her sheets, knowing she would fool herself into thinking he’d be there when she woke up, like before.

But, if the light that stole his ship away was any indication, he wouldn’t be returning.

He wouldn’t return to her.

She innocently placed a hand on her stomach, knowing only of the marks left there and not of what grew inside.

Upon being banished to the Isle, the Queen lost hope of marrying a King again. Everyone on the Isle was a ruffian that she would never touch, but that train of thought was broken the day Barbossa and his pirates came to her castle.

He wasn’t a particularly handsome man. He was a bit older than her, or at least looked it from the abuse he’d taken over the years, but he’d charmed her in a way she hadn’t thought possible, and his betrayl — as she came to think of it; she didn’t care he had no choice, or that even if he did, he would have chosen the sea over her — was a knife to her heart.

One didn’t need love. Love was fleeting, love was fickle.

Beauty mattered. Beauty, true beauty, couldn’t be broken, even by time.

It didn’t matter that the sun hadn’t risen yet. The Queen sat at her vanity, taking out the make-up she’d be using that day, and began to apply it.

She covered up every mark he left her with, and soon there was no trace of him left.

If life had been permitting, that would’ve been the end of it. A few washes of the sheets would rid his smell, a few days the marks would fade…

She hadn’t anticipated he, a man cursed with immortality, would leave her with a child.

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sacriilegious · 5 years ago

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Wedding Traditions - From Bridal Showers to Wedding Receptions

Romeo- Oh Romeo- Where thou Is My Romeo

Oops, incorrect story but you have now observed your Romeo and you're now making plans your wedding ceremony. Typically there are trendy wedding traditions the bride and groom follows, from the bridal shower, bachelorette and the bachelor birthday party, the bridal ceremony through the marriage reception.

Most brides choose the maid of honor which most probable is her high-quality pal who has stood by her aspect thru the best times and the awful times. Someone the bride is aware of and trusts! The maid of honor will assist her via the planning process of the marriage or even assist in, or organizing the occasions including the bride's bridal shower. The bride may even choose 3-five bridesmaids whom will now not simplest stand beside her at her wedding, but, can even help her with the making plans or her wedding ceremony. Did you already know the bridesmaids have been a marriage culture for centuries? A one of a kind meaning again then from these days! What was said, that the bridal celebration were there to confuse any evil spirits by dressing the same as the bride. Today of path, the bridal birthday celebration is there to aid the bride Image Credit The Diamond Club.

The groom will do similar to the bride in selecting a exceptional guy to stand beside him on the marriage ceremony. Typically he's the nice friend whom have shared many adventures together and held every other up thru the coolest and horrific instances as well. He could be the one to arrange a bachelor party for the groom that's taken into consideration his closing night time out as a single man. Did you know that in the historic years, the satisfactory man turned into not best the grooms best and trusted buddy but he become there to protect the bride's own family off? The cause...... The groom might are looking for out his destiny bride, then, he would capture her to make her his wife. Hmmmmm, I don't think that would work thoroughly in today's society. Although, I agree with there nevertheless are Shot Gun Weddings! But that is an entirely special wedding story. Along with the quality man, there are 3-five groomsmen whom stand beside the groom thru the length of the marriage making plans.

The bridal shower is wherein all the bridal party, the girl friends and the bride get together and have a party occasion. They will organize a spread of occasions in the course of the bridal shower event. If your bridal bathe starts offevolved to slow down, deliver out the video games you would typical play at a bridal shower occasion. One recreation may be, "How Well Does the Bride Know the Groom". Prior to the bathe occasion, put together numerous questions to ask the bride. Some questions may additionally consist of "How old changed into the destiny groom while he had his first kiss" or Where became his first date or greater easy ones could be his favored shade, fortunate range and so on. There are many video games that can be performed at some point of the bridal bathe. You can find many internet site that have bridal shower video games in your event. Many of the video games are easy and could price you nothing to arrange and participate. Another tradition at the bridal showers are bridal shower favors. Used to be your could get some mints, goodies or chocolates and wrap them up in tulle or in a small choose field. Well women, the ones days are over and there are numerous styles and designs of bridal shower favors. Whether your shower is a themed occasion or with the aid of shade that matches the marriage decor, there is a favor designed for the occasion. These are cheaper bridal shower favors you may gift to each of your visitors or even use as a present for the winner of your a laugh filled shower celebration video games.

Now for the first-class part of your wedding. The bridal ceremony, what each bride needs! As both the bride and groom are nervously ready, and the clock is ticking down by using the seconds, the bride is constantly rehearsing the wedding ceremony through and via, wearing some thing vintage (linking to her own family's past), something new (desire, true fortune and success), some thing borrowed (from a happily married female for right fortune), and some thing blue (love, fidelity, and purity). Recapturing all her choices with the wedding traditions and making plans so she has that ideal wedding she has dreamed of. Yes, nowadays is the day the each of you stroll down that isle to become as Husband and Wife, a Unity of one, Wedding Bliss, Holy Matrimony, Yes, nowadays is your Wedding Day............ Traditionally, you have a white runner down the church isle (as long as the house of worship allows), The flower female is ready to unfold the rose flower petals, the hoop bearer, fidgety, however patiently waiting with the jewelry softly placing at the ring bearer pillow. Ok, we will pause a minute. How a lot of you realize the that means of the wedding ring and WHY you put on them in your 0.33 finger? Do you surrender !!!, Oh you're trying to find the answer now, no fair......... The ring is a in no way ending circle which symbolizes by no means ending Love, the marriage ring worn to your 0.33 finger is that the Romans consider that the vein in that finger runs immediately for your heart. I recognize, I recognise, get lower back to the traditional weddings. If your doing the lights of the harmony candle ceremony to bond the bride and groom in unity as one, have the team spirit wedding candles setting on a table with white linen and lace on your ceremony. All your bridal celebration in location and the marriage guests are patiently waiting as nicely for the traditional wedding march music to start. Let the Wedding Begin.................................. Don't forget about the marriage favors, allow your wedding ceremony guests throw rice as carried out within the early days, however today, there are numerous alternatives for wedding favors to your guests. Wedding poppers filled with streamers, rice formed as hearts, or dried vegetation made into sachets. Any of these wedding favors you can discover nicely package with brilliant presentation to in shape your wedding subject matter, colours or ensemble. Oh Yeah, one extra aspect, tossing the bridal flower bouquet as the bride and groom are making dashing away to the horsedrawn carriage which awaits them. The bouquet has the same that means because the brides garter, the single lady who catches it'll be the subsequent one to Wed.

Now that the bride and groom have emerge as as one, it's time to birthday celebration - have fun a brand new starting and journey of lifestyles together as husband and spouse. The wedding ceremony reception can be amusing and much greater enjoyable than your marriage ceremony. As lifestyle, there are greater ceremonies that are prepared at the reception. The bride and Groom toast, each of the bridal celebration will supply a small speech and toast to the bride and groom stating many a laugh crammed statistics and adventures they have shared with every of them or as an person life lengthy buddy , and how every, the bride and groom are made for each different.....Soulmates for existence. The garter toss for the subsequent fortunate unmarried lady for her wedding ceremony bliss. The wedding ceremony cake ceremony, I recognise what your wondering!! Yes it's miles conventional for the bride and groom to make the primary cut of the marriage cake and, nicely....., you already know what happens next.

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Fate that Binds 14

This part: Everything is going well before it doesn’t. (FYI: This fic actually isn’t crack like please proceed with caution. And yes I am aware this tells you nothing about the part in question.)

first part // previous part // next part Series: Pokemon Characters: Jessie, James, Meowth, Pikachu, Ash, Brock, May, Max, Jessebelle Ships: hints of rocketshipping if you read it that way, mostly just friendshipping though Summary: It had been a throwaway wish, something made out of the frustration of the moment- it wasn’t actually supposed to happen. But the magic of a well haunted by a pokemon’s spirit ended up altering reality. Now, Jessie, James, and Meowth aren’t in Team Rocket. They don’t even know each other. And it’s created far darker a world for the TRio than Ash could have ever imagined, and now he and his friends want nothing more than to change things back to how they were. Genre: Friendship, hurt/comfort, so much angst, all the angst, drama, butchered canon, Words: 1,398 / part 14 out of 16 Trigger Warnings (this part): injuries, violence Notes: This popped into my head and didn’t get out until I wrote it down. It’s 16 chapters, and entirely written already in about three days. So that will explain a helluvalot. Like the bus-sized plotholes. I just wanted to be mean to my favorite characters, geeze, is that so bad? XP Also can be read on Ao3.

Chapter 14 The Wedding

Every minute that passed was another minute that one more drop of hope left James’ heart. There had been a moment there when the limo’s tires went flat, his breath had caught and anxious eyes met the tinted windows, searching for those faces. The meowth and the woman who would come to his aid and sweep him away from this Hellish nightmare. They would have rescued him. Or maybe the twerps would have figured out how to save him and they would stand between him and this dreaded fate.

But when the flat tires were little more than a half-hour distraction, time already allotted for their own parading around town in a show of wealth and ‘joy’ on the day when two families would become one, James had let out a heavy sigh of mourning.

They were a few blocks from the cathedral when he saw his mother get a call. By the look on her face, something had happened. He vaguely heard the words ‘missing’ and ‘escaped’ – but his mind refused to allow him to fill in the rest with his own desires. When his mother hung up the phone, the chauffeur was told to hurry. The wedding was to be moved up.

Which is what led him to his position now: Standing at the front of the isle, his hands in front of him, his eyes on the doors at the back of the long, beautifully decorated, rose-petal laden carpet. With dramatic flair the doors opened and even he had to admit, for a moment, that Jessebelle looked like an angel.

One of those evil angels that feasted on children and turned people to stone, but an angel nonetheless.

The sight did little to excite him for his lifetime of imprisonment, and he could only listen dully as the priest went on and on about how this moment was one the nuptials would share for their lifetime. If genetics were any indicator, James’ shoulders dipped, it would be a long, long lifetime.

“STOP THE WEDDING!”

It was loud and muffled, coming from beyond the double doors that had been locked once the final guest had been admitted. Fists were banging, echoing off the high ceiling.

“THIS ISN’T OKAY!” the woman’s voice was sharp. He recognized it.

Jessebelle recognized it as well, her face turning red with anger before the voice began to fade, as though being dragged away. James didn’t realize he had held any hope still, but how his stomach dropped told him he had very much desired the interruptive chaos.

The priest, despite the commotion, continued without so much as a glance towards the door. He had been paid far too handsomely to even consider responding to any concerns about the wedding. So when he spoke the line “Speak now, or forever hold your peace” out of obligation, he moved on without taking so much as a breath.

That is, until the lights in the cathedral went out.

There was a chorus of mumbles and mutters from the guests, and even the choir behind the priest began to grow restless. In the darkness, no one noticed as a female choir member on the end of one of the bottom rows stood out before a spotlight found her like a moth to a flame. Her head was down, as though reading the choir book in front of her, almost waiting for the audience to settle.

Once a confused hush fell, a furious Jessebelle shaking, the choir member’s eyes shot up, catching James’. He felt his heart in his throat as he caught those piercing blue eyes. Red lips spoke in no uncertain terms, “Prepare for trouble, I object to this scene.”

James couldn’t hide the excitement on his face, frozen in his spot. His heroine gave a nod, and he realized she was prompting him. Oh right! What was his line again? “Make it double… it is quite obscene!”

“I’m here to protect your world from devastation,” and with that the choir robe rolled off her shoulders, the woman in a black shirt and torn shorts stood tall despite the still-open wounds on her body.

“She is the last I want to be united with in the nation.”

“I denounce this façade in the name of love.”

“I’m just thanking the heavens above.”

“Jessie, the handsome rogue here to save the day.”

“James, the princess more than ready to be taken away.”

“We may not be Team Rocket, but let’s get out of here at the speed of light.”

“Mother, father, Jessebelle, I refuse to surrender, instead I choose to fight!”

“Meowth, let’s get the heck out of here!” The light turned off, leaving the cathedral darkened. Paws thumped against the ground, echoing up the aisle.

“Okay, Meowth, you’re supposed to rhyme- we were doing so well,” Jessie spoke flatly to the darkness, she had already reached for James’ hand and he gripped onto her desperately. She turned on her heels and pulled him along, the trio escaping the altar area before Jessebelle and James’ parents could quite grasp what had just happened.

“We found a back way,” Jessie explained in a hushed voice as she rushed to the darkest part of the building, “We can get outside, into the woods. We’ll go through the graveyard. They won’t find us, just keep moving!”

They hustled through the older building, picking up speed. Jessie saw the simple, small wooden door leading to the outside that they had come through. So close to freedom-

Until she realized the two large men who had bound her the night before were standing in front of the doorway, halting the three escapees in their tracks.

But Jessie was absolutely fed up with rich people getting to screw her over. She was sick and tired of money being a get-out-of-jail free card. She would destroy the illusion that money was everything with a mix of snark, sass, and success. With a popped hip and a fierce glare she lifted both hands and raised both middle fingers, “You think I’m against desecrating a church? Bitch, I licked a tombstone.”

With that she grabbed the nearest blunt object. A book. Either a hymn or a Bible but right now it was going to be the wrecking ball that would break them out via the beautiful, elaborate, probably older than the city, stained-glass window. She was sure whatever God there was would, while not appreciating the action, would appreciate the sentiment. What’s more holy than risking your own ass to save a friend’s?

Putting all her body’s force behind it, she hit the hard binding against the window- only to have it bounce off, reverberating painfully through her arm. The glass shook but didn’t break. Disdain dressed her face as her eyes went from her book to the glass, “Okay, that didn’t go as planned… Meowth, any ideas?”

“On it!” Meowth jumped into the air, once again displaying his quick thinking and intelligence to his two destined friends. With glowing claws he fury swiped the stained glass. He landed, the window still intact but he didn’t seem concerned, “Try again!”

This time, the window shattered perfectly.

“Okay, princess, up and out,” she pushed James towards the window, hoisting him up so he could make his escape. Meowth was already on the other side, the jump easy work for the cat pokémon.

“Vileplume! Use vine whip to keep my dear from escaping!”

Jessie saw the vine whip coming, “Sorry James,” she shoved him unceremoniously out the window- blocking his body with her own so he had time to fully make it through the frame. James could only watch out of the corner of his eyes as he saw the vine whip wrap mercilessly around her. The hit on the ground did little to calm the pain from the previous night’s abuse, but his fear for Jessie made him move to his feet despite his body’s protests.

He was just in time to watch Jessebelle’s evil glint. The pokémon’s vine was around her body, one around her throat.

“Vileplume,” the name of her beloved pokémon sharp ice on her tongue. James knew what would be coming next, he swallowed. If she used stun spore… there was no way they could escape fast enough. His mind started working on plan B. But then this new world was shattered in two words, “Poison powder.”

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