#poor Gil really goes through it

[softquietsteadylove]

Would you please do one more chapter for the president AU? Like Thena is holding a speech and Gil protects her from a sniper, getting shot on scene but she learns later about his status cause she is being Transported to safety?? Some intense stuff? Thank you so much love your stories never stop please!! ❤️❤️❤️

Thena looked up as Sersi approached her with gentle steps. Sersi always walked lightly but she truly was walking like a deer on a frozen lake. She had been chosen to face the slaughter. "How is he?"

She seated herself quietly. Sersi was also shaken by the events of that morning's press conference. A shooting was always enough to have anyone on edge. And for a bullet to have actually landed--wounded one of their own; everyone was anxious. "He's still in surgery."

Thena nearly curled over her knees completely in her seat. It wasn't the presidential thing to do. But she couldn't breathe. "Sersi-"

"Thena, I'm sorry," her friend whispered, leaning across the seat to rub her back.

Sersi had witnessed first hand the way Thena had cried and screamed Gil's name as she was dragged away from him for her own safety.

There was always a risk for her safety. It came with the job. But the shot was planned, came from above. Only the wind and Gil's sharp instincts had saved them all. And while he had gotten her down in time, he was less fortunate.

His name had ripped out of her throat at the sight of his blood. She couldn't control it, couldn't conceal what seeing him hurt did to her. The rest of her SS guard pulled her away and under the cover of their protection. She could remember her hands clawing to get back to him. In the end, they had picked her up in order to evacuate without her struggling against them.

Gil's body was just...lying there.

"Sersi, I can't do this," Thena repeated, nearly gasping for air. Air Force One was far, far from crowded, but she felt as if she were being tossed around in a glass jar.

"Yes, you can, just breathe," Sersi encouraged, kneeling in front of her. "He's alive, Thena, that's all you need to worry about for now."

He was alive for now. But the thought of the man she loved lying on a steel table being operated on--possibly never hearing her last words to him; it was unbearable. It was unthinkable that their last kiss had been in the office between meetings, or that the last they'd held hands was when he was helping her in and out of the beast.

How could the last time she told him she loved him be 17 hours ago?

Thena attempted to pick her head up. She blinked, but the tears were far from controllable at this point. Not that Sersi minded. She shook her head, "if he dies-"

"You can't think of that right now," Sersi tried to urge her to calm herself again. She stood, using the natural movement to ease her back into her chair properly again. "He's getting the best care he can right now. I promise as soon as we get word we'll turn right around."

They couldn't. And even if redirecting the Eagle were that easy, they were only so capable of speed. Sheer distance still separated him from her. And if things took a turn for the worse and she didn't make it in time-

"Thena," Sersi followed as she stood, unable to sit any longer. The sound of their heels was muffled on the aircraft carpet. "You have to-"

"I don't have to do anything!" It was true, that was her position as designated by their godforsaken country. And with anyone else, she might not have felt quite as bad for it. But Sersi's face betrayed immediately what her outburst felt like to receive. Thena sighed, lowering her shoulders. "I'm sorry, I just...you don't--I can't lose him."

If Sersi had wondered at all what their relationship was before - which was honestly doubtful - she certainly had her evidence now. But she came over to her again, wrapped her arms around her and hugged her as a friend, not an advisor or cabinet member. "You won't."

Thena shook her head again. She wasn't so confident, and in a rare moment like this when she could afford to be unsure, she was rampant with doubt. She hugged her friend back. "This can't be how it happens--it can't."

Sersi gave up on the empty platitudes, rubbing her back as she listened to her weepy breaths.

"I can't do this without him," Thena pulled her head up again, attempting to resolve herself. "I mean it. I can't do this - any of this! - without him. I'll go insane."

Sersi had no argument for that. Gil was her personal aide, as well as defacto security for her, and that said nothing of the fact that Gil was just the best at generally handling her. "Things will work out."

The words barely sounded like words by this point. Thena looked out the window, starting to pick at her nails. Gil would usually pick up on her nervous ticks and stop them. He could say it was unsightly for Madam President to bite her nails, and then he would have an excuse to hold onto her hand for three whole seconds.

What good was having an aircraft with the highest level of clearance in the world if it still travelled at this kind of speed?

"So," Sersi started along a different path. She lightened her tone, seating herself and looking up at her, "how long?"

Thena remained staring out the window, tearing at her finely cared for nails layer by layer. "You want the exact date?"

It was sharp and sardonic, but Sersi smiled. "I suppose not. Obviously it's long enough, though. And I'm guessing it was since before Ikaris."

That did pull Thena's attention away from the clouds below them and back to her friend. She didn't bother hiding her surprise; Sersi never talked about Ikaris in any way.

But she continued, breezing over the mention of their past with treachery. "It was easy to tell that you were close, and not just as handler and VP."

She didn't think they had been so obvious. But then again, Sersi actually had an oddly sharp sense for the dynamics people could have with each other. It was part of what made her such an asset.

Thena finally sat down again, wrapping her arms around herself, only to start biting her thumb. "It was just going to be nothing--in the beginning. It happened once, let's move on."

Sersi waited patiently for the rest of the story.

Thena sighed, "but then it happened again, and then a third time. But we always said it couldn't be more than that. We had jobs to do. And we both understood that."

"Until," Sresi prompted her, and even smiled impishly when she was glared at for it.

Thena closed her eyes, and imagining Gil's smiling face was almost enough for her to smile in real time. "He was escorting me, as always. We ended up talking and, in essence, we both determined that we were not achieving the casual intentions we had claimed."

"So, you were already in love, is what you're saying," Sersi clarified. Thena glared at her again for her impertinence, but it did nothing to make the quiet woman back down. "I could have told you that."

Thena rolled her eyes, but it did bring somewhat of a smile to her face. "We agreed to explore the potential for more--quietly."

"How did you keep it a secret?" Sersi asked and leaned forward, her curiosity pulling her in. "I mean we had our suspicions but the biggest doubt was simply 'how would you even get away with it?'."

"With practice," Thena conceded, even letting her head tilt back to the head rest. "We got good at sneaking him in and out under different covers. And it worked--for well on a year."

"A yea-?!" Sersi nearly burst out loudly, even for being within the sound cover of a jet. But she managed to rein herself in. She cleared her throat more quietly, "a year?"

Thena nodded. The best years of her life. She gnawed at her cuticle. "Then everything happened. The transition of my position was so fast and so imperative, we didn't really have time to talk about what this meant for us. But Gil...Gil said he wasn't going anywhere."

Tears sprung to her eyes again.

Sersi put the pieces together. "You did fight awfully hard to keep him as your personal detail when you took office."

Thena scoffed, "and let some stranger guard me?"

"They wouldn't be a stranger," Sersi scolded her for denouncing the entirety of the rest of the secret service. But she sighed, "but I suppose you wouldn't have been a good protectee for any of them anyhow."

Especially not if she knew she could have Gil instead.

"It had to be him," Thena resolved, going back to fidgeting with her hands on her lap. "We kept saying we just had to make it through the rest of the term."

Sersi made a face. It wasn't nearly so simple to just exit the office. But this wasn't the time, and she knew that very well. "Thena-"

"He made it!" Kingo ran out, holding up the satellite phone in his hand as if he were a horseman riding at dawn. "They got him stabilized, at least."

"He's alive?" Thena asked, although she immediately discovered she had no air in her lungs. She stood and walked towards Kingo but her knees weren't strong enough anymore.

Both Sersi and Kingo lunged for her as she fell in the middle of the aisle.

"Whoa, hey," Kingo whispered as he caught her, lowering her into a seat properly. "Gil's alive, we're already cleared to return to land and we'll put a bypass on the hospital so you can see him, okay?"

Thena gasped. She couldn't breathe, but for an entirely different reason. She accepted Sersi's shoulder as she cried, hyperventilating into her soft green cashmere dress.

"He's fine, Thena, just breathe," her gentler friend soothed her, running her hand over her hair. "Not much longer. I promise we won't pull you away until you've spoken with him."

"Uh, we really can't-" Thena could hear Kingo begin, and then cut himself off, presumably being glared at by Sersi. He cleared his throat and stepped back, "you got it, Boss. I'll tell Phastos the news."

"He's alive, he's alive," Sersi repeated to her, whispering in her soft accent like a lullaby. "You'll be with him soon."

"I love him," Thena choked out desperately. It ripped out of her just as desperately as she had cried out his name after seeing him get shot. She had to say she loved him, just in case something tried to take him from her again.

"I know," Sersi soothed. "You can be with him soon."

[runawaymun]

I'm sure you'll get/have gotten other asks about this same thing, but I would love, love, love to know more about your ideas for a messy kidnap fam fic. :)

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The Messy Kidnap Fam Longfic

Under a cut for length

It all starts with Mae and Mags finding Elrond and Elros in Elwing's wardrobe post-oath-induced-rage fugue.

Elros and Elrond put up a hell of a fight to Not Get Taken and are absolutely convinced that a) Elwing has been murdered and b) they're also about to get murdered.

Maedhros gets bitten by Elros >:3

Mae and Mags have a debate about What To Do With them. I feel like maybe Mae initially is like "Put Those Back Where They Came From or So Help Me" at Mags, but the only idea they come up with is maybe leaving the twins at the edge of what's left of Sirion in the hopes that they'll be found (because if they tried to drop off the twins in person they'd get attacked on sight by Gil Galad and Cirdan). But Mae can't stop worrying that they'll die of exposure that way (he still feels awful about what happened to Elured and Elurin at Doriath).

They both realize at the exact same time that Elwing and Earendil Might Want Their Kids Back and Might Be Willing to Do A Lot to get them back, and so Elrond and Elros would be excellent hostages who could potentially be ransomed for a Silmaril.

So Elrond and Elros are very much hostages at this point. Mae and Mags do not really interact with them at all (save for Mags poking around in their minds to try and get some information out of them. Which Mae disapproves of but doesn't care enough about to stop him. He's in a bad way rn. Like his last other baby brother save Mags just died and he himself just participated in a massacre and he doesn't feel particularly good about it. They didn't even get a Silmaril and their own forces are fragmented post Sirion. My boy is barely keeping things together. They're together with duct tape and string at this point).

The twins are carted along the road back to Amon Ereb but kept under too heavy guard for them to be able to escape.

Also absolutely nobody in camp understands how to look after Peredhil. The twins do not get enough food to start with and they probably get sick from the elements, and this does go unnoticed for a WHILE.

They get back to Amon Ereb and are promptly put in a horrible little white room with a lock on the door. Again, Mae and Mags are not much interested with interacting with them at this point. Mags is a bit more interested but that's mostly because the twins remind him of Ambarussa and he's also emotionally unstable.

Mae sends ransom demands to Elwing, Earendil, and Gil-Galad, and they wait.

The twins are still hungry and sick, and convinced that they're gonna die. Also Mags keeps interacting with them and it's scary.

(They do get a window because keeping elves or elf adjacent beings away from view of the stars is unthinkably cruel, even for Mae and Mags. But they also still continue to be pretty neglected, and there is really nothing to do in that room. Elrond goes pretty catatonic at this point and Elros starts trying to tear holes through the drywall).

At some point it occurs to Mags and Mae that the twins are in poor condition and that's not really good when it comes to trying to ransom them.

They don't really know what to do though and so they consult some humans in their service, who are understandably like "uhhhhhhhhh they need more food and some medicine probably boss. Also it's kind of cold for them actually like sure it's fine for an elf but these are actual half-human babies).

Cue the twins finally getting some basic help. I have a vague idea that they bond with a human nurse that's sent in to look after them because Mae and Mags just cannot be bothered to Think About It.

Mae especially is pointedly staying away because it's too painful to be around the twins because a) they remind him of his brothers and b) they remind him of everything awful he's ever done and he can't handle that guilt.

Things continue to be Bad For A While.

Also I forgot to mention that Elrond and Elros have a poor grasp of Quenya at best, and so they really don't understand anything being said around them. They're picking it up fast though. Especially Elrond.

Finally a rejection of the ransom demands comes back.

What the fuck.

Mae absolutely goes into a rage over this because he literally does not know what else he can do. Because apparently Earendil and Elwing are on a boat somewhere with his father's Silmaril.

"What are we doing with the twins?"

Elrond and Elros are more convinced than ever that they're gonna get killed.

It's agreed that the twins should be dropped off somewhere to be found by Gil-Galad, and that trip begins. They likely send a letter to Gil-Galad announcing that they're returning the twins.

Gil-Galad has absolutely no reason to believe that the twins are alive and smells a trap. He does not come to pick up the twins.

Mae and Mags do watch (or have someone else watch) from a distance to make sure the twins are collected. The twins are not collected. The day wanes on into night. It gets really cold. The twins start bawling because they really think they're going to die now.

Mae really can't bear that and also at this point he's mad at everyone and everything.

They recollect the twins and decide that they're just going to have to look after them now until they're old enough to go back to Gil on their own.

Cue a very long tiptoe process of Mags getting attached to the twins and Mae refusing to (he's actually a big softie though so eventually he does).

I have way more ideas about later stages but this is already getting ridiculously long, sorry.

TLDR: (but I can elaborate more if people want me to): Mae and Mags finally start to get a grasp on Peredhil needs but wow is the damage done.

Elrond and Elros are veeeery slow to trust.

Super codependant relationship forms, with Elrond especially terrified of being left again because Mae and Mags are the only people who seem to want them now. Elrond starts emotionally regulating Mae and Mags just as much (if not more) than he used to for Elwing.

Mae and Mags get very attached to the twins and use them to cling to the last remnants of their personhood. This is not a good thing.

There's obviously more here I've thought this out very thoroughly.

Love grew between them but it was fucked from the start, essentially.

Also um something something the twins losing their Sindarin and not being raised in their Sindarin culture and essentially getting unintentionally completely colonized by Mae and Mags :/ icky and unavoidable.

[thephoenixandthecrocodile]

Thoughts on Episode 6 - Part 2

I didn’t realize one could just summon a sea worm, haha

Seriously, what the hell is wrong with Numenor’s legal system? XD

Poor Earien ☹ She just wants her father to comfort her, to acknowledge that he feels her pain. That hug nearly broke my heart

So basically Isildur’s stupidity kept both Elendil and Earien so distracted, they somewhat worked as father-daughter but now that he’s gone, they’ve lost the one thing uniting them and all their pain, loss, and anger is coming through.

Also, Elendil, can’t you see how much Earien loves you? She went to the woman she blames for Isildur’s death to save your life!

“What about my heart?” Just kiss already, Miriel and Elendil!

Disa, I love you so much!

I don’t know if the cape swish and interpretive dance was required to call the bats or if it was just Sophia having fun with the scene, but either way I adore it!

And it’s confirmed: Disa is canonically Batman in the Rings of Power universe

Also those bats are fucking huge!

Disa and Durin: official power couple of Middle-Earth

“They’ll be back and they will be more of them” Well, I guess you need to find more bats and soon.

My gods Miriel’s dress is fucking gorgeous! Whoever designs her wardrobe has been on fucking fire this season

I wonder if the kaiju creature was screaming, “AH IT’S MIRIEL. I LOVE YOU!!!”

“Strange worms tossing women out of the sea is no basis for a system of government.”

Seriously though MIRIEL IS MY QUEEN AND GODDESS. She’s such a bad ass and fearless. I love her so much.

Ooo Pharazon and the Palantir

Poor Adar already knows that Galadriel and Gil-Galad would gladly wipe him and his children out. He can’t fucking trust anyone

Soooo if Adar knows that Elrond has Nenya, then does that mean we’re getting an Adar/Elrond scene? I need Adar to have at least one scene with every cast member before he dies. It’s a requirement, JD and Patrick! You hear me?

Not sure what you thought you were doing there Galadriel revealing everything

So Adar basically emptied all of Mordor to take on Sauron?

One thing I really love this season is how paranoid everyone is about doing what Sauron wants, when doing nothing may even be worst. It makes us, as viewers, understand why Sauron is so dangerous even when he’s at his weakest (no army, no stronghold, etc.)

Poor Eregion ☹ Under attack and thinking their lord has abandoned them because he’s currently trapped in Sauron’s lala land illusion

Celebrimbor: Don’t mind me. Just drawing rings, lalala

Also, again Celebrimbor missing a siege because he’s so concentrated on his pet project is understandable.

Just drawing rings, lalala

Oh my god I died laughing when Sauron slid to the window and asked “How’s your progress” XD

Yes, Celebrimbor fight back and push that deceiver to the wall! You will not regret that later

It looks like Suaron hurt Celebrimbor when he grabbed his arm. Poor Brimby ☹

Sauron, you fucker. When bullying doesn’t work, time for some hocus pocus and flattery

God the relief on Celebrimbor’s face when he “sees” that everything’s “ok”.

“I came to Eregion, not because the Valar needed you. I did.” Knife stabbed directly into heart and twist. This is why Celebrimbor goes back to work. He is needed, he is needed by this majestic, scary, powerful being beyond anyone on Middle Earth. He is needed and wanted because he can make true beauty, beauty that will rival the most beautiful thing in the world: the Silmarils. Sauron is such a fucker for saying this to Celebrimbor, but also I need Celebrimbor and Annatar to have one on screen kiss before the end. Please?

Celebrimbor looks at Sauron so hopefully during this speech, it’s heart breaking.

And Feanor’s fucking hammer! Ahhhhh

That fucking transition from illusion to reality is fucking terrifying and amazing and I can’t believe it was all practical

And then you focus on Sauron’s footsteps and his welcoming of the attack with outstretched arms. Fucking beautiful

I’m really excited to see how JD and Patrick handle a siege. They obviously have big shoes to fill considering the siege of Minas Tirith and Helm’s Deep, but I’m excited. ^_^

[bigasswritingmagnet]

Ruined

Fandom: Girl Genius Pairing: Bangladesh Dupree/Vole (discussed), Agatha/Gil (background) Summary: Bang has seen Vole's new look, but only now learns that the man she fell for has changed on the inside, too.

It's clearly all Gil's fault.

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“You ruined him!”

Gil ducks the knife automatically, but is caught enough off guard that Dupree’s foot actually manages to make contact with his jaw. He hits the ground and rolls as another knife pings off the stone floor. With an inelegant but effective twist, he’s on his feet again, but the tears in Dupree’s eyes stop him short.

“He was perfect!” Dupree wails, clutching her knife to her chest. “He was perfect and you ruined him!”

“What are you talking about?” he demands. The next knife barely misses him, and Gil is honestly not sure if Dupree is not putting her all into trying to kill him, or if her aim is affected by her crying.

It’s rather horrifying.

“Wait—Wait, are you…do you mean Vole? That was almost a year ago, why are you mad at me now?”

“Because I didn’t know until now! You made him an even bigger monster than before, but only on the outside!

"Wh—Hang on—"

“I’ve been looking all over for him! And when I finally found him, and I asked him out, do you know what he said? Do you know what he said?”

Gil silently shakes his head, mystified.

“He said he doesn’t like to kill things for fun anymore!” Dupree sobs.

Gil bursts out laughing from sheer surprise, and then immediately takes off running as Dupree hurls herself at him. He serpentines down the hallway, knives zipping past him.

Where does she keep them all? He thinks, wildly.

“Castle! Maybe you’d like to do something about the attempted murder of your lady’s consort?” he shouts at the ceiling.

‘You must know I do not.’

Gil swings around a corner, jumps up, lands on the wall, pushes off, flips over Dupree’s head and takes off back the way he came. Behind him he hears Dupree collide with and be toppled over by something metallic and heavy , but he knows it’ll only stall her.

“Agatha will be really upset.”

‘I think the young lady has a legitimate grievance against you,’ the castle says, primly.

“Oh of course you do!”

Gil makes it as far as the stairs before something hits the back of his head, hard, with a crash of breaking pottery. He goes tumbling halfway down before he manages to grab hold of the banister and stop his fall. Sprawled on the stairs, Gil looks up. Dupree stands at the top of the stairway, glaring down at him, eyes blazing through tears. She looks like she walked off the set of a particularly melodramatic penny opera.

“He was the only man I ever loved,” she says, sounding as histrionic as she looks, “and you ruined him.”

“You knew him for five minutes,” Gil points out. “You didn’t even have a conversation with him, you just listened to him rant about how much he wanted to set Europa on fire!”

“That was all I needed," she snarls.

“What is going on out here?”

Agatha and Zeetha have appeared at the bottom of the stairs. Agatha has her hands on her hips, her brow furrowed. Zeetha is finding great amusement in Gil's difficulties, but what else is new.

“Dupree is mad at me because Vole is no longer a ruthless homicidal maniac.”

“Vole?” Zeetha repeats.

Agatha gasps, her hand flying to her mouth. She looks up at Dupree, wide eyed.

“You two would be perfect for each other!” she says.

“Not now! Not after Wulfenbach got done with him!” Dupree cries. “He doesn’t even want to set anything on fire anymore! He said he was tired of fighting!”

Gil watches in open mouthed astonishment as both women walk straight past him to fuss over Dupree. Agatha pulls her into a hug and Dupree sobs against her chest.

“You poor thing,” Zeetha says, with all signs of genuine compassion.

“It’s not fair!” Dupree bawls. Agatha shoots Gil a disapproving look.

“All I did was pull him out of the time stop!” Gil cries in protest. “It’s not my fault that the process put him through a personalized metaphorical hell that caused introspection leading to a changed outlook on life!”   

No one is listening.

“Come on,” Zeetha says, gently. “Let’s get some chocolate in you.”

“He’s not the only bloodthirsty, amoral monster you’ll ever meet,” Agatha reassures Dupree as they guide her down the hallway.

Gil sits up, puts his elbows on his knees, and his chin on his fists, glowering at the far wall.

“I didn’t hear anyone complaining when we used what I learned to get Tarvek out,” he grumbles.

‘I think you should be a little more sympathetic,’ the castle says. Gil chokes.

“Are you serious?”

‘I knew Vole of old,’ the castle says, and adds, mournfully, ��Their wedding would have been a bloodbath.’

“Oh, shut up.”

[dangermousie]

I sniffle through the ep for them both - for her because the man she loved so came back as a nightmare. And for him because of what has been done to him, to turn the gentle, teasing, sweet-natured scholar into this wreck. Though her dignity and strength and love is greater than his damage, greater than anything. SR >>>> everyone. She is SUCH a great heroine - she's a period appropriate woman - she doesn't know how to fight and she has no interest in ruling or battle - but she is so utterly unbreakable, so quietly yet thoroughly moral and so sane.

And the way she looks at him - seeing his damage and his rage and loving him anyway - that smile!

He genuinely doesn't know what to do with her attitude - he could have coped with her hatred or her pleading or anything except this quiet steady love and being seen. You can see him falter and get more and more lost as this goes on, his poor traumatized brain going "whyyyyyy?"

And then he sees the bag she has, opens it and it's their rings, one of which he smashed and his brain breaks again. Neither of them realize it yet, but she's started dragging him back to the land of the living already.

Symbolism much?

I love her!!!!

The way all she has is love and relief he's survived and he can't process it, he doesn't want to process it, because he's slotted her into the betrayer role and it doesn't fit. But of course he needs all of it because while he might tell himself he's only kidnapped her for revenge, he clearly also did it because he still loves her and wants her and the thought of her marrying someone else was insupportable to him. He sold it to himself as revenge because that's the only way he could allow himself to do this but it so wasn't all of it, not at all and he is terrified of the fact.

He's like a cornered beast, lashing out any time he feels...

But she knows the score...

SY is reminding me of a lot of Dae Gil from Chuno in this arc. They both have the same thing where they were these young, idealistic, good natured people whose world was horrifically destroyed and they managed to rebuild themselves only they are barely human as a price. Dae Gil doesn't have anyone to drag him out of his pit unlike SY though. It also reminds me of Mawang, where I thought Joo Ji Hoon's character was so destroyed precisely because he was the cossetted baby of the family and so when the family got destroyed, he went to pieces. That is pretty much SY - precisely because his family was so loving and functional, he's had no background of horror before to accustom him to this new reality. Because he was happy and loved - he was a good person and kind person and moral person but when disaster struck, the unfairness and horror of it were all the more stark.

Not related at all but this is as good a place to make this point as any - one thing I really love is how good SY is with the sword - it's such a subtle class indicator. It's not like SY was in the military, but he was creme de la creme of the aristocracy so of course he got taught extensively and well. So all those thugs who learned on the street are really no match (makes me think of Chuno and Tae Ha and Cheol Woong making mincemeat of non-career military people.)

[clavissionary-position]

House-hunting with Gilbert

modern/domestic au, crack, sexual content MDNI

He wears a v-neck sweater for this. Not because he likes it (he does), or because it's weather-appropriate (it's not), but because he enjoys the thought of you going through the entire day wondering why he chose to wear it. You learn sometime around sunset that he just really likes v-neck sweaters.

And khaki pants. It's the early 2000s. You have khaki pants too. You're twinning in the worst way. Unless you're a fan of khaki pants. Then you're twinning in the best way.

The neighborhood in question is a quiet, established suburb with some of the houses veering into three stories. Like a tale told in three acts, you say, in pursuit of some deeper meaning to the droll task of house-hunting. Gilbert laughs, and it sounds like drops of rain bouncing off a tin bucket someone left under a leaky roof. Interpret that however you wish. He enjoys your adorable insights. This he makes known to astounding effect by back-hugging you and whispering into your ear in the most not-rated-G way while you're in the middle of maintaining flustered, steely-eyed, serious-adult eye-contact with the balding real estate agent.

Tiles are important. Bathroom tiles, tilework on the porch. Gilbert has something saucy to say about every little thing, and you start to wonder if he's just not committed to this whole new-house thing. You'd assumed you were both on the same page considering how animated he was about what married life for you two would look like in the confines of suburbia. He, being Gilbert von Obsidian, did verily use the word 'confines'. You appreciated the double-meaning in the context of his statement, while only appreciating one of those double-meanings. "Gilbert," you said, using his full-name to let him know you're serious. "That makes you sound like a serial-killer." Prompting him to leaky-roof-bucket-laugh sweetly and say: "Hm. That's a good idea. I'll think about it."

Turns out he doesn't actually hate all the tile-work. He's just concerned about what he believes you two can reasonably renovate or replace on your modest budget, especially after factoring in other aspects of the house-buying process. It's not that you don't have the same concerns, but jeez, Gilbert. Cut those tiles a break. They're non-sentient, and that's the worst thing for a tile to be.

For the houses that have pretty rose hedges separating their yard from the neighbors, Gilbert makes every attempt to "magic" some of the roses into their beautiful dark counterparts. You don't notice him doing this for the first several houses. Around mid-afternoon, he seems a little bummed that you haven't noticed his mischief, so he finds a bathroom with okay-tiles to sequester you and bite all his feels out. Weirdly it is some of the hottest sex you guys have had in months. You're having some weird thoughts about that v-neck sweater now.

The poor, balding real-estate agent, who absolutely knows what prospective homeowners do when they slip into a bathroom for a closer look, asks if maybe you two have taken a liking to this house. Gilbert smiles with the wattage of a premium light-bulb and says no. You know Gil well enough by this point to fail to correctly ascertain several things because you're blinded by your own love for him (don't worry, this goes both ways), but you know for a fact that he feels bad for toting the agent around the neighborhood like this, even if Gil is going full-force on the Difficult Customer persona. It's adorably awkward of him in the most elegant way. He's been taken advantage of in the past by salespeople who've tricked him into ridiculous cable packages and horrendous multi-level-marketing schemes. No more, he told himself.

This is before he met you and fell back in love with his own kindness. So even though he tells the real-estate agent "no" in regards to this house. He follows it up with "I'm tired. We're using the bedroom for a nap." And he takes you by the wrist and sweeps you away past a row of windows with a suspiciously clear view of a hedge of roses that have been altered to reflect Gilbert colours, British spelling.

And then you guys have sex in that room too. So I guess you gotta buy the house now

[we-pay-for-everything]

I've watched all available episodes of Nancy Drew and am rewatching season 3 (can you tell I ship Nace), and here are some of my thoughts no one asked for:

The biggest plot twist was the reveal in season 3 or 4 that Nancy's mom hasn't even been dead for a year. It's fucking crazy how each season spans a few weeks?? You're telling me that in less of a year Nick and George fell in love, got engaged, and then broke up? And Nick's on his third relationship. Bess fell in love 3 times?? She loved the FBI agent, called Odette the love of her life and is now seriously in to the new girl? And how many boyfriends has Nancy had? Nick, Owen, Gil, Park, and soon Ace? Plus she had a thing with the other detective? And now Ace is the love of her life? Carson really started dating that cop as soon as his wife died and is now seriously dating someone else? He's probably still paying for his wife's funeral. Do normal people move on this fast? Also, in less than a year the gang decided they would die for each other, unquestioningly? Intense.

Season 2 was a mess. Season 1 was legit fucking scary and the plot was amazing. After season 1 the show felt completely new. Season 2 was the worst because they did a whole concept change with the case of the week format, which imo didn't work. The episodes were all dry and there was nothing driving the story forward. Seasons 3 and 4 are a mix of seasons 1 and 2, with the episodes having some continuity and still standing on their own.

Season 2 also had the issue of Odette. I hated that storyline. The actress honestly did a very poor job. I couldn't connect with her at all. Season 4 is way better so far.

It's fucking weird how it was an issue when underage George dated Ryan (ewww), but Nancy (or the show) doesn't apparently see a problem with three grown-ass men being into a teenage girl? She's so smart but doesn't think it's inappropriate for them to date her? Especially the cops??

I'm sure Nancy gets on everyone's nerves, but she really has the unfortunate main female lead syndrome. She's insufferable most of the time. She's always getting everyone in trouble, never listens, puts herself and her cases first. When Ace got in trouble and asked her to solve the chocolate box riddle, she literally ignored him while he still asked about her case and told her to be careful. Although he was scared and in danger, he didn't mind being told no and stopped to talk with her. The hilarious thing is that she later solved the riddle in like 2 seconds lmao. The show takes it too far. She's smart but her photographic memory is ridiculous.

To be fair, the characters were also unfair to Nancy when they blamed them for their death curses in season 2. They said it was her fault because she was selfish, but they literally insisted on going with her to call on the Aglaeca. She told them not to.

Bess's best love interest was Odette. I didn't like the actress's performance, but it was cute anyway, and that one kiss they shared was magical.

I started noticing something between Ace and Nancy in season 2, and now I ship them, but it's also weird seeing them together. They fell in love even when they were dating other people?

One of the best lines in the show was when George's grandma said something like "It's not a path if it goes nowhere. That's a hole in the ground." Made me laugh the two times I heard it.

I wish the show had stuck with the season 1 format.

I shipped Owen and Nancy and he's still my second favorite boyfriend of hers after Ace.

Nancy saying Ace isn't letting her move on in season 4 is absurd. How is her stopping her??? But the dude shouldn't have let the ferret go just because he got jealous. He went through all that trouble just to catch it.

I still don't fully understand why George and Nick broke up.

I love Ryan and Carson's dynamic, and their dynamic with Nancy. It's like found family, with a twist. Ryan is Nancy's biological dad but he literally just found out and Carson raised Nancy but she's not his biological daughter. It's also cute how Ace is tight with Carson. He was really nice to him.

After Nancy absorbed all the lust in the chastity dress, she later said it was refreshing to just feel desire, but that was so cheesy. I'm sorry, but when does she not allow herself to feel desire? That girl is not repressed in any way - only emotionally.

I'm not super fond of George either. My faves are Ace, Bess, Ryan and Carson. Nick and George's sisters are cute too.

I had other things I wanted to say but I can't remember them...

Also, if anyone wants to chat about Nancy Drew, my ask box and "DMs" are open!

[cartoonfanaticmonsterrobotalien]

Comic Titles for Solar Opposites: Mighty Solars Pt. 2

12. Issue #12- “Trouble in the City”: Korvo and Terry grew suspicious when strange events occur in the city. One that leads to a mysterious gangster slime business that infected them with a strange slime that is making Korvo and Terry morbidly obese blimps! Will Quasarblast and Mighton stop them?! Or are they really in danger of being Mighty Solar blobs?!

13. Issue #13- “Knothole Fury”: The Solar Opposites finds out a captive number #1 conquer has escape and has ignite an old feud between two leading kingdoms that drives conflict in a freedom team!

14. Issue #14- “Fight Night”: A feud caused Yumyulack to be unwillingly involved in it once he realize the cause of the feud thanks to someone else’s prideful spirit that causes a rift between him and his friends! But now, things are not looking good for Yumyulack in this shocking story!

15. Issue #15- “Pride Goes Before the- AAAAAHHHHHH”: When the fight gets worse for Yumyulack to witness it, the poor Replicant has reached his breaking point and has accidentally developed the power of laser eyes! Meanwhile, Quasarblast and Mighton tries to rescue the captured civilians from the grasp of El Minotaur, the evil conqueror that started it all!

16. Issue #16- “Losing Yumyulack”: Guilty for emotionally hurting someone he knows, Yumyulack runs away from home in fear of getting his family hurt! Worried about their son, Korvo and Terry suit up and desperately search for their missing Replicant before he gets hurt!

17. Issue #17- “End of the Dance Line”: Yumyulack tries to ask his crush Mark out to the dance, but his chances might be ruined thanks to a new villain!

18. Issue #18- “Hunt Off”: The Mighty Solars are in danger thanks to a mysterious Bounty Hunter, who is to find them herself. But, she’ll have to go through Vil-Gil-An-T if she wants to get the the heroes herself!

19. Issue #19- “Darkness Falls”: Nine souls were manipulated into transforming into monstrous tyrants thanks to an evil enchantress, and now they viewed Jesse as a monster once they had a vision of her! How will Jesse survived?!

20. Issue #20- “Cheer Up Jesse”: After finding out what happened from the previous issue, Jesse starts to feel emotionally hurt, which causes her to spiral into a huge amount of depression! To make things even worse, Jesse has accidentally revived the powers that looked the one from her old pink fungus but different because she can now grow space plants and flowers!

21. Issue #21- “Just Have a Little Fung-Irl”: Up in a space station in space, Quasarblast, Mighton and Vil-Gil-An-T suit up to help Jesse confront the dark being that is ruining her life! But then, a surprising and pink-filled miracle happened: Fung-Irl is born!

22. Issue #22- “Who’s That Girl”: Jesse grows suspicious when a mysterious new girl began to tempt Monica and the other girls at school! But what she doesn’t know is that the new girl is actually a villainess named “Spirala”! A villainess that controls teenage girls and turn them into slaves of Lust!

23. Issue #23- “Little Pupa Lost”: The Pupa is missing! The Solar Opposites aka The Mighty Solars are very worried about their missing Pupa! Who could’ve taken him?! Who would do such a sick thing?!

[magpiecaranthir]

I think that Caranthir making his own realm after the 1st age is a bit comparable to Imladris. Elrond basically noped out of the entire war thing until it cannot be avoided (Imladris is literally called the last homely house). Also, Elrond is hiding Imladris to a certain degree - if you really wanna go there, you need to know someone who knows the way. That is something Caranthir would steal too.

I see the vision. I agree. But I raise you: elrond copies Caranthir.

I cant see Caranthir traipse around middle earth until like 1600sth of the Second age without a set base, esp if he has with him the loyal feanorians who didnt go West. He'd have his realm halfway built by the end of 400 S.A. bc noldor are nothing if not efficient (see himlad, thargelion, hithlum, gondolin, himring etc all properly established within like 3 centuries with varying sizes).

And poor Elrond as herald to gil galad has to go on the odd political merry making to ensure that, you know, mr moody murderer isnt up for murdering again. So he goes to Caranthir's realm and is like wait hidden realm kinda sexy concept.

But he's under gil until eregion falls for whatever reason (if only Caranthir survived 1st age as a non-hermit, then its obv nobody would guard the gap of rohan against sauron walking through) then he still goes to the valley and is like oh that's a sexy place for a sexy hidden realm

He denies it, of course. Caranthir knows better. The only reason hes somewhat fine with it is because Elrond is not an arafinwean, but a nolofinwean. The latter arent as shitty in his opinion. (That opinion plummets when he marries mrs finarfins granddaughter celebrian. Elrond could have done better, says Caranthir.)

[descendantofthesparrow]

Part of your world 2.0 - Harry Hook x Reader - Part 17 - It’s going down.

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You were already up by the time your alarm went off, the blanket barely curled around your shoulders as Harry continued to sleep, his arms tossed over and around your waist and lap. You smiled down at him, pursing your lips as you continued to think about the trade later today. You looked towards the rising sun, wondering what would happen if you had just-told Uma the wand was fake?....really-what would happen? Uma wouldn’t risk Ben’s death, she knew he was a key player, and besides, you could talk her out of it quickly if she came to a hasty decision. You would also have to talk Harry down if he got angry enough to try to push Ben down into the shark-filled waters below the ship.

You nodded, finally deciding what you would do. You would tell Uma the wand was fake when the trade could go either way. You knew the vks had smoke bombs and Lonnie, so they could possibly regain the ground lost with that and get Ben back. But you realized something, there was no D3 yet, it hadn’t even been two months since D2’s release by the time you got here, no side books. no nothing yet, well; as far as you knew.

So for all you knew, you could change how it ended, turning Uma’s semi-failure into a gleaming victory. You nodded to yourself, planting your first in your lap “I’ll tell Uma, when the time is right” you muttered to yourself, jumping as your alarm went off and Harry sat up with it “wha’timst?” he grumbled, still very sleepy even with his sudden awakening. You chuckled, rubbing Harry’s back as he leaned against you, fumbling for your noisy phone.

You grabbed it for him and squinted at the still bright screen “uhhhh just after five twenty. Uma wants us all at the chip shop by six-thirty to eat and go over the plan one last time, so let’s start heading back and get changed. You need to check on the king as well, make sure he didn’t die of being on a pirate ship” you joked and Harry nodded, still very sleepy as he used your shoulder to stand up. You followed his lead and grabbed the blanket, phone back inside your pocket as you held Harry’s hand; leading him back towards the ship.

Harry seemed to wake up as you walked, a skip to his step when you arrived; clearly hyped for the ‘event’ that would take place in just a few hours. You chuckled at his childlike excitement and followed him into your shared room, Harry taking the bathroom to get changed as you geared up, making sure to wear your armored knuckle gloves. Just in case you had to punch someone. You heard Harry whistle as you shrugged on your jacket, feeling his arms wrap around you and his lips on the crook of your neck “lookin’ badass darlin~” You laughed, his lips tickling your skin “Get serious Hook” you teased, pushing out of his arms and turning to face him, hand going on his jaw to push him back as he pouted “And you look badass too, raccoon man” Harry snapped his teeth, that feral grin on his face as you turned and walked out of your shared room; laughing. Harry looked in the mirror, and snorted; he might’ve gone a bit far with his usual eyeliner, but damn did it look good.

He followed you out of the room and directed himself to the brig, checking up on Ben who was sleeping in the corner of the room, covered in a large blanket; courtesy of Gil. “Gooood mornin’ king beasty boy~!” Harry sang, crossing his arms as Ben grumbled; sitting up with a slight glare “Comfortable~?”

Ben just stared, the blanket falling from his shoulders and into his lap. Harry giggled; his eyes wide with mania as he waved his hook around in a threatening manner “Oh poor beasty~ have yet ta’ have a day of hardship eh? How’s it feel ta be like a vk?” Ben’s eyes saddened, his time on the isle had made him realize exactly what the vks had and were going through, the core 4 had explained some but had tried to keep the truth away from him to not make him sad but he was king, he should know what goes on within the lives of his subjects. Harry hummed, crouching in front of the cell and tilting his head “So-hungry? We’d be horrible hosts if ye didn’t get fed~”

At that very moment, Ben’s stomach grumbled. Harry cackled, standing and walking out of the brig “I shall return yer highness~ with the highest quality food we can muster for his royal fuckness~” Ben muttered something to himself, holding his knees as Harry walked away. He had really gotten himself into some shit, hadn’t he?

Harry slid his sword into the check and walked over to the table, taking his usual place between you and Uma and happily accepting his tray of breakfast “Is, you know who, still kicking?” Harry nodded, his mouth full of day old eggs and week old hashbrowns, a crew only breakfast. “Good, Bonnie give him a tray, we don’t want damaged goods” Uma muttered, tossing a tray onto the table and Bonnie nodded; taking the tray to Ben.

Uma turned to you and Harry, locking eyes with you “(y/n)?...anything you can say right now?” you thought for a moment, then nodded; Uma’s eyes visibly brightened and she leaned towards you, pushing Harry’s face out of the way as she did. Harry grunted, Uma’s palm on his chin as he uncomfortably leaned back; though he didn’t fight Uma as she grabbed your arm. “what-what is it?”

“Later, when the time is right” you muttered, giving Uma an apologetic smile as she groaned “Oh come on (y/n)” she pushed your arm gently, not happy you weren’t speaking yet but she knew why and understood. Uma released Harry’s face and he rotated his jaw, pouting at Uma who just snorted at him. he turned into you, resting his now slightly sore chin on your shoulder; his bright blue eyes giving you that hurt puppy look “Suck it up” you teased, reaching up and ruffling his soft curled hair. Harry let out a small huff and stood, finishing off his breakfast and leaping over the table as Uma demanded the closure of the shop; helping her get out the tougher customers.

Some attempted to fight but quickly turned on their heels as you walked up behind Harry, the pirate laughing as you rested your head on his arm. “Love it when ye do tha’ love” Harry purred, sneakily kissing your head and practically skipping out of the restaurant with the rest of the crew as Uma helped cook close up.

You waited for Uma to lock the main doors and found Harry waiting just outside, rocking on his heels as he did so. “Someone’s hyper” you chuckled, accepting Harry’s arm as he offered it. Uma cooed from behind you and you discreetly flipped her off, laughing as she let out an offended gasp “How dare you treat your captain this way?” she teased, catching up with you and Harry and resting her arm on your shoulder.

“My apologies cap’n~” you sang, patting her denim-covered back “I’ll get you something pretty once we’re in Auradon to make up for it” Uma grinned, clearly happy with your implication of her win. “Good, make it sweet too, I’m dying for some proper sugar” Harry made a noise of agreement, he had a major sweet tooth, one that rivaled Uma’s. you chuckled at the two of them and tugged Harry onto the ship, as Uma waited near the brig entrance for Gil and Jonas to bring Ben up. “Have a good rest your royal highness?” Uma asked in a sing-song tone, smirking as Ben just stared at her, not resisting the boy’s holds. “tie him to the mast.”

Gil and Jonas nodded, bringing Ben to the mast and tying his torso to it, his arms and legs bound together as well. Harry let loose a small giggle, one that made Ben look very uncomfortable being around a pirate who wouldn’t mind if he died by his hand. “when can I ‘ook ‘im cap’n~?” Harry purred, getting into Ben’s face and trailing the curve of his hook against Ben’s jaw, who leaned away from the weapon as best as he could.

“At noon,” Uma said, strutting up to Harry and leaning against him, watching with an entertained smirk as Ben looked away. “that is; if Malsy doesn't hold up her end of the deal” Ben had the decency to look confused, considering he didn’t know the ‘deal’ just yet. “oh, did we not tell you?” Uma gasped, her hand to her chest as Harry giggled “it’s the wand for the crown. If Mal ain't here by noon sharp, with it in tow-” Harry made a whistling noise as he mimicked throwing Ben overboard, then a small splash sound as he mimicked sharks eating Ben with his hands.

Ben just stared, he knew when to talk and when to shut up thankfully; so Harry quickly got bored at Ben’s lack of reaction and walked over to you, tossing his arms around your neck as you made sure the sails were properly tied. “He not giving you what you want?” you teased, bumping your head into his chin as Harry pouted. “He’s borin’” Harry grumbled, glaring at Bonnie and Drey who made kissy faces at the two of them; laughing as Harry flipped them off.

“you’ll get your fun, don’t worry,” you said with a laugh, turning and patting his cheek. He hummed, rubbing his free hand down your arm before leaning into your face, whispering into your ear “Don’t leave my side, remember?” you nodded, reaching out and grabbing Harry’s free hand, glancing around before kissing his palm “I promised didn’t I?” you hummed, turning on your heel and finishing up your chores for the morning to make sure the day went off without a hitch, having Gil help with setting up the plank.

Harry continued to watch you, that feeling of dread in his gut growing deeper; he pursed his lips and looked back at Ben, who was attempting to turn around to look at you. Harry felt his lip twitch and he stormed up to the king, slamming his hook above Ben’s head. Ben flinched back, eyes now wide with fear “Stop.lookin’.at.her” Harry snarled, his eyes flashing red as Ben started to shake, as if now just realizing how dangerous Harry truly was. “I didn’ take yeh for a looker beasty boy, ain't ye datin’ the dragon bitch?” Harry asked, tilting his head and getting into Ben’s face, threat clear in his tone.

Ben shook his head “-she-i! FG wanted-“ Harry felt his heart stop at the mention of fairy godmother, somehow he knew it was connected to the dread he was feeling “ye won't take ‘er from me, or its yer head” Harry snapped, painfully grabbing Ben’s shoulder then storming off towards you; leaving Ben alone to wonder if it was going to be worth attempting to grab you.

-

It was finally thirty minutes to 12, and you were leaning against the rails at the bow of the ship as Harry paced in front of Ben, his black-lined ocean eyes staring the king down as Ben attempted to avoid eye contact. Harry then suddenly leaped down from the upper deck to get into Ben’s face, slowly rising to his full height as he curled the curve of his hook underneath Ben’s chin, a slight crazed look on his face as he teased the king “Coochy, coochy goo-hehe~” Ben just looked away, not wanting to give Harry the satisfaction of knowing his actions bothered him.

Harry giggled, placing his arm above Ben’s head and leaning back proudly “how’s it feel to be tha’ king now, eh?” Ben just stared at him, clicking his jaw as Harry laughed and moved to circle the mast Ben was tied to, sticking his hand in the king's face and about to taunt him more when Uma shoved his shoulder to make him stop. “give it a rest Harry, give it a rest.” Uma grumbled, taking a seat on the trunk that rested within the crook of the upper deck, crossing her legs and arms as Harry pouted and lifted himself onto the portside ropes; hanging from them like a monkey “we don’t want damaged goods~” Uma sighed, rolling her eyes gently as Harry audibly groaned and pointed his hook at Ben’s throat, his voice dangerously low and gravely.

“yeh said I could ‘ook him!” Harry nearly yelled, his lip twitching as Uma corrected him, calm as ever “I said; at noon” Uma watched as Harry pouted, glared at Ben; then dropped to the deck, once more getting in Ben’s face. He dropped his pocket watch from his palm, smirking as he read the time “twenty more minutes~” Harry purred, glancing at you as you snorted. Ben glanced at the pocket watch then smiled cheekily, happy to get a shot in at Harry “that says eleven thirty”

Harry’s jaw clicked and he slowly narrowed his eyes as he lowered the pocket watch, Uma speaking up before Harry could prematurely hook him “you better hope your girlfriend comes through” Harry hummed in agreement at Uma’s words, Mal was really Ben’s only shot at survival that afternoon. Harry moved to stand next to Uma, his leg hiking up on the trunk to rest protectively behind her; warning Ben that Uma was not to be trifled with.

Ben just looked resigned “she’s not my girlfriend anymore” he muttered, and Uma blinked in slight surprise, but also not. She really had never expected Mal to hold onto any boyfriend for long, she was too… self-serving for one. Harry started to giggle, turning to grin at you as you rose your brow in amusement at him, finding the little predicament funny. “leave us alone you two” Uma muttered, Ben’s eyes shot up towards you as you pushed off the rails, taking Harry’s hand as he offered it, chuckling as he paused to warn Ben of the time “Nineteen minutes ta’ go now~” Harry purred, curling his lip as Uma snapped at him gently. “go.” Harry obeyed Uma’s order but grabbed Ben’s shoulder painfully as he passed, tossing his other arm over your shoulders and pulling you into his side.

“I hate how he looks at ye” Harry grumbled, his rough voice right in your ear. You hummed, you had noticed Ben staring at you whenever he could, both in curiosity and thoughtfulness, and sometimes…surprise? As if he didn’t expect you or something. Which really didn’t make sense. “it’s like he’s plottin’ somethin’. Like he’s tryin’ ta’ think of ways ta take yeh.” you glanced back at Ben, who was intently focused on Uma, then turned to Harry, caressing his jaw with your knuckles, forcing him to turn his full attention to you. “hey, he’s too much of a goody-two-shoes for any plotting. At least of the evil kind. I’ll be fine; I’ve got you don’t i?” Harry didn’t smile, that pit of dread growing deeper in his gut. You sighed, wrapping your arms around him and squeezing him tightly before quickly releasing him “we got this, Auradon is ours by nightfall, I promise. And if it somehow isn’t….i don’t know.” You finished with a mutter, crossing your arms as Harry stared at you.

You gave Harry one last smile then did one last check-up of everything, Harry at your heels as you did so; not wanting to leave your side just in case.

He had a really bad feeling about this.

-

Mal quickly informed Lonnie of their second target. The (h/c) haired girl with the scarlet jacket on Uma’s crew, when Lonnie asked why; Evie said FG wanted her. So Lonnie shrugged and followed the vks through the tunnel, squinting her eyes as the reflection from the sun on the ocean beamed right into her face. She immediately saw the girl they were looking for along with freeing Ben; she was hanging out right next to a very tall boy wearing a classic pirate hat and a long red leather tailcoat, holding the captured Ben as a buff boy from the crow's nest called out their arrival “Hey guys, they’re here~!!”

Uma, the daughter of Ursula strut her way towards the entrance of the ship, hanging from a small ladder of rope as the tall boy pushed Ben towards the plank and held his arms out wide as if he was inviting them “welcome~!” the boy yelled, his voice deep and accented, the 2nd target, the girl, next to him with a sharp smile, laughing as the boy bowed away and grabbed Ben again; pushing him further towards the plank.

“Finally~!!” Uma yelled, doing a little shimmy that Lonnie had to admit was very cute. Mal stepped onto the docks, standing in front of the gangplank that led towards the ship. Her and Uma stared each other down, a smug smirk on Uma’s lips.

-

Uma; huh, Huh, let's get this party started, I swear I'm cold-hearted There's no negotiation, I'm not here for debatin'! You need some motivation? Just look at Ben's face; Then ask yourself how long you think I'll remain patient I'll throw him overboard and let him swim with killer sharks, You either hand over the wand or he'll be ripped apart~!

It's going down hadn’t exactly been your favorite song of D2 (or maybe it is idk im just the author whose putting her own opinion into this story cuz I can), but damn it kinda went hard in real life.

Mal; let’s all just be smart

Nope never mind, why did they let the white girl rap?

Mal; Although for you that must be hard~ You'll get your wand, No one has to come to any harm! Don't try to intimidate; Your bark is much worse than your bite~ Who's the baddest of them all? I guess we're finding out tonight!!

Things went on as normal, your existence not changing anything within the song nor the performance, except for Harry brushing his hand against the small of your back as he went back and forth between the plank and Uma; murder in his eyes as he spotted the vks, and that Bore-A-don girl, staring at you. Pointing you out to each other, and whispering. That feeling in his gut worsened, and he nearly pulled you behind him to shield you if it wasn’t for Gil already doing that, he didn’t like the way they were looking at you either.

L.R Crew & Uma; Oh, oh, oh, make the trade! Oh, oh, oh, or walk the plank! Oh, oh, oh, make the trade! Oh, oh, oh, or walk the plank!

You nearly snorted as Uma did another shimmy as she bounced towards Mal, who held the fake wand in her hands. Uma pursed her lips, narrowing her eyes at the wand; then she turned to you, waving you over. You raised your brow, this was different. But-this might be your ticket to making the change needed to not explode the word.

“(y/n), come’re” Uma yelled, and you pulled away from Gil’s side to stand behind her, resting your chin on her shoulder as she gestured to the wand. “too easy, eh?” you chuckled and nodded, Mal’s eyes widening in panic as she realized exactly who you were and what you knew.

“Aye, really should’ve sanded the sides down before trying to trick us~” you purred, snatching the wand from Mal’s hand with a quick twist around Uma and crushing the hollow plastic in your palm. “Oop- not well made either~” Mal gasped, stumbling back into Jay’s arms as Carlos and Evie covered their mouths, fuck-fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck! You had just ruined their entire plan!

“Don’t dump him, use him as bait for his parents. They have more tide than Mal.” you whispered into Uma’s ear as you retreated, throwing the broken fake wand into the ocean. She nodded, gesturing for Harry to pull Ben off the plank. “you really are just-such an idiot Mal” Uma sang, slamming her sword onto the railing as Mal attempted to run to Ben, squeaking as the sharp blade nearly cut through the wood.

Harry cackled, the pit in his gut alleviating slightly as Ben went pale; realizing you had most likely shot the vks plan down for good and he was doomed. Suddenly colored smoke exploded on the deck, Harry losing his grip on Ben as he was engulfed in smoke; some getting into his lungs “fuck-(y/n)!” Harry yelled, blindly reaching for you as you stumbled with Uma’s arm in your hand. “Jay get Ben!” Mal yelled, the vks covered by the smoke that blinded the pirates as Jay hopped across the large gap between the docks and the ship, stealing Ben from Harry and kicking Harry in the chest, his hook knocked out of his hands and nearly sliding off the deck if it wasn’t for Bonnie’s boot.

“Forget her! we don’t have time!” Harry leapt to his feet at Mal’s voice, somehow knowing she was talking about you, the smoke finally clearing along with his lungs and eyes as he glared at the retreating vks, some pirates already on swinging ropes to intercept them “GET THEM!” Uma screamed, drawing her sword and pointing the blade at Mal; whose eyes widened and she hurriedly pushed Ben towards the tunnel before their path was blocked by pirates.

You grabbed Harry’s hook from the deck as Bonnie ran down the gangplank, she and some of the other crew members swinging wildly at Ben and Mal; who were taking their sweet time running away from the spot more pirates were coming from. “Harry!” you yelled and tossed his hook to him, he caught it easily and drew his sword, stopping you before you could run past him to help the crew take down the vks and get Ben back for blackmail. “Don’t let them take yeh” Harry whispered and you kissed him, hard and quick; grinning in a way that had made James Hook quiver in his boots.

“They’ll bleed before I leave your side” you chuckled darkly and Harry grinned, his eyes flashing as the two of you turned and joined the battle, Harry beelining for Jay as you met blades with Lonnie, who seemed surprised at your skill. Then she grinned, excited to finally fight someone she seemingly wouldn’t have to hold back against.

And she didn’t, your month's training with Harry and collecting experience from fights around the isle had made you a formidable opponent; Lonnie was actually having trouble keeping up, but not for long, she was the daughter of Mulan and Shang after all.

You grunted as Lonnie skillfully wrenched your sword out of your hand and kicked you down, smiling at you as she did “you’re fun!” she laughed and you chuckled from the dock flooring, planting your hands beside your head and kicking up, landing in a one-kneed crouch. “Back at cha” you purred, picking up your sword and launching back at Lonnie, using some more isle-style tactics to overwhelm her until she did the same and snatched your necklace, pulling it down enough till you followed it, not wanting the chain to break.

Lonnie quickly ran as you were distracted; making sure the necklace was still intact before running after her, ending up in front of Ben; who while he was very good, he wasn’t as good as you and fought too cleanly. You cut his arm slightly, chuckling as he yelped and then kicked his sword out of his now loose grip, Ben gasping as it went over the rails and into the sea. “Don’t worry beasty, you won't be following it” you laughed, lunging forward and attempting to knock the king out, yelling in frustration as Lonnie pulled him back, giving him another sword. The two then ran up towards the other vks, Ben fighting with Evie as Lonnie made her escape with Jay.

“(y/n)! Uma!” you turned, seeing Harry climbing back onto the docks; soaking wet with his hook clutched tightly in his left hand. You and Uma didn’t hesitate, even with your targets getting away, and helped Harry onto the docks, your hand resting on Harry’s chest as he straightened up, eyes on Jay as he escaped through the tunnel, then he locked onto Ben; and you could see a flash of blood-red go through that ocean blue.

“Mal’s mine!” Uma growled, pressing on Harry’s arm as she moved forward, Harry grinning devilishly before he stalked forward, drawing his blade and bee-lining for Ben. You took a deep breath, picking up your sword from where you had dropped it and rushing towards Evie, grinning as you trapped her blade between yours and a ladder “Ello~!” you sang, your smile turning to a snarl as you fought Evie furiously. Uma would not fail. Not under your watch.

From behind you could hear Harry catch up with Ben, his little sing-song-like tone floating over and making you chuckle. Bonnie and Desiree joined you in fighting Evie, the three of you easily and nearly taking her down if it wasn’t for the sudden smoke bomb that erupted, thanks to Carlos who had kicked back Gonzo and grabbed a purple smoke bomb.

Mal, Evie, Carlos, and Ben were separated from the pirates, Mal’s eyes widening as she saw you next to them, low to the ground trying to avoid the smoke; coughing up a storm. She hit Carlos on the arm and pointed over to you, Carlos; albeit hesitant after seeing the way Harry looked at you, snatched a small spray bottle from Mal’s bag and grabbed you, shushing you as you cried out in shock and fear. He sprayed you in the face with the potion inside the spray bottle, the very same potion from their original Auradon take-over plan; catching you as you slumped in his arms, asleep for the next couple hours. Your sword and one of your rings falling from your hands as your body relaxed. “I got her, let’s go!” Carlos yelled over the chaos, lifting you into a fireman's carry and running across the bridge into the tunnel, Evie, and Ben right behind him.

Mal was the last to cross, staring Uma and Harry down as they stalked towards her, both with murder in their eyes. She smirked, pushing down the bridge and taking a step back as it fell and crashed. Uma glared at her, yelling out in frustration as she realized the loss she had suffered.

Uma; What's my name? What's my name? What's my name?! Say it now~!

Mal just smiled, knowing she had won in more ways than one, turning as Ben called out to her. Uma screamed out, pushing Harry and Gil aside as she rushed to meet the limo on the other side through the long way. Harry growled, sheathing his sword and calling out for you; that pit that had disappeared coming back with full force when he saw you nowhere to be found “(y/n)?” Harry called out, the other crew members freezing as they realized you had somehow disappeared “(y/n)?! Where are yeh?!” Harry cried, panic setting in his bones as his breathing rapidly increased and he felt like he was going to throw up. “(y/n)! god’s no, (y/n) answer me!”

He looked to where you had been fighting Evie, hand going to cover his mouth in horror as he saw your sword and your arrowhead ring lying unattended.  “No” he whispered, ducking down and grabbing your ring, looking up towards the tunnel as he heard the traitorous vks start to argue loudly, sounding as if they were struggling.

“Quickly! I don’t want to know what Harry will do when he sees she’s gone!” “Mal I’m not sure about this anymore, I mean-did you see how he looked at-“ “Evie I love you but shut up! We don’t have time!”

“No!” Harry yelled out, panic clear in his voice. Gil turned, concerned as he saw Harry looking down the tunnel with tears in his eyes. “Harry? Are you okay?” Gil reached out to Harry, attempting to comfort him when Harry took a step back, then another, then another; then he suddenly bolted forward and jumped the gap between the dock and tunnel to the gasps and near screams of the crew. Harry raced through the tunnel, holding onto the top edge as he nearly tumbled out, his eyes laced with fear and anger as he saw your limp form on the floor of the limo, Mal gasping as she saw him, shoving Evie in and slamming the door shut; screaming for Jay to floor it.

The tires squealed as the limo raced off, Harry not far behind as he chased after you. “No!” Harry felt his chest grow tight as the distance between him and you got wider. He screamed your name out, begging whatever gods were listening to give you back “GIVE HER BACK!”.

Harry yelped as his foot caught on a pothole and he hit the ground with a hard smack, his chin hitting the pavement roughly as the car continued on “No!” Harry screamed out weakly, tears blurring his vision as the limo kept going towards the barrier, towards Auradon, away from him.

Going

Going

…

Gone.

You were gone.

He had just lost you; to the very people who had taken so much away already, his freedom, his happiness, his future, his love.

“no-nonono no-“ Harry whimpered, curling in on himself as he cried, tears streaming down his cheeks and dripping off his chin as his face scrunched in agony, his chest thrumming with intense pain as he physically felt his heartbreak “give-‘er-ah-fuck-GIVe hEr BAAck!” Harry’s voice cracked as he screamed again, hoping something, someone! Was listening and grant his broken wish.

“Give her back-please, fuck, please give her back” Harry sobbed out, feeling blood drip down his chin from where he had busted it on the pavement “-i-fuck I can't lose her…i-I love her” he ended with a whisper, scrunching his eyes shut in hope to end this horrific nightmare once and for all; and he would wake up next to you in your shared room.

He heard someone running up behind him, but he was far too gone to care what they did or who they were. Until he felt a familiar hand rest gently on his back “Harry?” Uma asked, rage still simmering beneath her gentle tone with her best friend who was in shambles beneath her. “what’s-are you-“ Harry sat up with a painful cry, his breath unable to escape nor was he able to inhale no matter what he did “I lost her” Harry croaked, his voice quiet and defeated.

Uma furrowed her brows w “what do you mean-“ it hit her; they took you. They took you with them right under their noses “no” Uma whispered, her free hand moving to cover her mouth as she stared at the still shimmering barrier “fuck-come on, we can still catch up” Uma pulled at his arm, pulling his stumbling form behind her as she raced towards the bridge, the two falling through the closing gap and narrowly escaping the isle.

Harry took a deep breath as he was shocked back into consciousness, the cold isle water around him forcing him to think clearly. He and Uma swam up, rage once again set on his face. “I didn't lose ‘er” Harry snapped, struggling to stay afloat in the rocky ocean surrounding the isle. Uma glanced at him; Mal’s spell book clutched tightly in her hand that wasn’t holding onto Harry “they took ‘er!”

Uma nodded numbly, muttering a spell under her breath and she disappeared beneath the waves, surprising Harry out of his rage as turquoise and gold shimmered below him “Uma?” he called out weakly, gasping as she re-emerged, her lower half replaced by tentacles like her mothers, expect Uma colored “holy shit-“

“You ready to go save your girl?” Uma teased; confident she would win the war with her magic finally at her side. Harry nodded, not denying you were his as he latched onto Uma who held out her hand “one-sec lover boy” she hand her hand to his throat and her necklace glowed for a moment “by the power of the waves and sea, make him breathe like me” Harry felt an odd shudder run through him and suddenly he was underwater, most of it going down his windpipe “Uma?!” he cried out, about to panic; thinking he was drowning. When Uma just smirked and he realized he was breathing underwater. “cool” Harry muttered, and Uma grabbed onto him, her new form rocketing them towards Auradon.

‘I’m coming (y/n)’ Harry thought to himself, Uma having already caught up with the limo as it rolled onto Auradon soil. She took a hard right and dove down deeper, sneaking up and around towards Auradon prep to enact her new plan. ‘I’m not going to let you go that easily.’

-end of part 17-

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[harryandhishook]

The Isle of the Lodge

Pairing: None

Setting: The North Star Lodge

Warning: None? Harry?

Summary: Harry goes to Ireland under Gil's recommendation and meets his doppelganger, Sean

Words: 2815

Requested: Anonymous - Okay, this is going to sound weird but hear me out. I kind of would like a fan fiction of Harry meeting Sean from the lodge... please? >w<

Side note: I'M BACK BABY, kinda, I'm back for a little while since I'm moving house, I've decided to spend some time writing fics again to relax so I don't burn out but soon, I'll have to put my computer away and I won't be able to write again unless it's on my Ipad which I'm not too keen on but if it's all I can do, it's all I can do

It had been around three years since the barrier was broken, three years since everyone was free to do as they pleased, three years since Harry decided he was going to travel just like Jay and Gil decided to do. The whole world was open to him and one of the first places that the young pirate decided to go … the United Kingdom, more specifically Scotland, with a few stop offs around the Country, no one else, just him.

The private jet skidded to a stop along the runway, the first stop along many in Northern Ireland, stirring Harry from his thoughts, his eyes glued to the window, only now seeing the new scenery around him, nothing like he had ever seen before. Without a moment’s hesitation, he whipped out his phone, taking a few photos to send to Uma and the crew before leaning back and waiting for clearance to move. While the poor, jetlagged pirate relaxed a little more than he had earlier, being on a plane for the first time really wasn’t something he was all too happy about, he took the time to look around, taking in all the details of the plane Ben let him borrow, the plane in which he was insisting he didn’t need nor want to be honest but no matter what he said, no matter how many different compromises he suggested, Ben was adamant he take one of his royal jets, not only would he have a personal chauffeur but he could go wherever he wanted as long as he made hotel arrangements, and even after hours of arguments, this is how Harry ended up sitting quite comfortably on an empty plane, just himself, his pilot and a lovely hostess who, even though she is meant to be doing her job, sat beside him and chatted for majority of the flight, easing his mind.

Since this entire trip was Harry’s first time anywhere other than Auradon or the Isle, the moment the plane had stopped and he was allowed up from his seat, everything was practically done for him, well, while he watched so he knew what he was doing. Passport checks, baggage claim, the whole thing, Harry, the Pilot, and the hostess experienced it together which confused a few of the airport staff quite a bit,

“So, Mr. Hook, where is it that we are going to be staying?” the pilot asked as they all stood together just outside of the Airport, luggage beside them as the young pirate pulled out his phone and scrolled through the many different notes, calendar events and messages to find the correct thing he needed,

“’Right, so, we’ll be staying at North Star lodge in Ballynahinch, suggestion from Gil when he came here a few months ago, dinnae ken why since from the directions I’m getting on me phone says it’s about an hour and a half away from this place … it better be a bloody well good place to stay” Harry complained as he pocketed his phone again and looked around, “I guess we get a taxi or something?” the boy asked, looking between the two much older people as they just nodded and agreed as they all grabbed their things and heading off to the taxi rank, climbing into a taxi and quickly making their way to the random lodge in a random town in Ireland.

It was mid-afternoon when the group arrived at the small hotel, Harry watched out of the window in pure awe at the sights that passed them by, each sight was something new and now, he could see why Gil loved to travel. The hotel stood tall but not looming like Auradon prep or Ben’s castle, it was just the right height, cosy even and perfect for his first true adventure.

Stepping out of the car, Harry couldn’t wait to take in the area as he practically ran to the gate of the lodge, taking in every little detail he could see, it was like Evie’s little castle cottage but more rural and less fashion,

“It’s beautiful, I’ve never seen anything like it” he commented, turning back to look at his companions who were chuckling at his childlike wonder, pulling their luggage from the car with the help of the driver, “well, that’s no’ exactly true but it’s close enough” he explained before rushing over to help with his own things, paying and tipping the taxi driver before they finally decided to head inside, ready to start his new life on adventures.

The moment Harry stepped inside, he knew his entire life had been leading up to this, it was nothing like Auradon, quite the opposite honestly, quiet, out there, perfect. As his companions took to being proper adults and getting their rooms, the pirate decided that this was a suitable time to actually look around.

Dragging his luggage to the side, Harry shuffled back out the front doors, out into the open world where he can finally see just what Gil gushed ever so much about and he had to admit, it was easy to see, the views, the fresh air, the birds chirping all around, it was incredi-

“WATCH OUT!” a voice from near him screamed as a bike almost came crashing into him, he leapt out of the way just in time for the wheel to skid to a stop just where he was standing,

“Do you have eyes, lad? There’s nothing for miles and ye’ managed to hit the only target here? Do you not know how to ride that thing?” he growled, demanding an answer as he glared at the guy, he hadn’t really wanted to start any drama, he actually wanted to try and make at least one friend and zero enemies but almost get hit by a bike was definitely something Harry considered reasonable enough to be angry over,

“I’m sorry, my chain came off and I couldn’t stop it” the stranger explained as he climbed off the bike, inspecting the contraption before he paused and looked back up, “Wait, are you Scottish?” he asked curiously, his head tilting to the side like a curious puppy needing more attention. Harry raised his eyebrows,

“Um, yes? Why?” the pirate asked, watching as the guy chuckled, balancing his bike on the fence beside them as he slowly reached up to take his helmet off, the entire situation just confusing him even more than anything he had ever experienced before,

“It’s not very often I get to meet another Scottish person honestly” the guy commented as he finally pulled his helmet off, “My names Sean” he stated and Harry finally got a good look at his face, leaving both men in shock as they stared at one another,

“I-I’m Harry …” the pirate whispered, unsure if his words were even heard or spoken to be honest, he couldn’t fathom how he had flown across the world only to stare at someone who should really be on the other side of a mirror, “…how?” Harry questioned all while the look-a-like stared back with just as much shock.

The silence between the doppelgangers was broken as the door beside them opened and out popped a young blonde with a bright purple shirt but it seemed neither boy noticed as they continued to stare,

“Sean? You were meant to be in here like five minutes ago, what’s taking you so … long …” the girls sentence seemed to drop off near the end as she too joined in on the staring, seemingly shocked by the two Sean’s or maybe two Harry’s? “Alright, someone needs to explain what the hell is going on here!” The new girl demanded, snapping Sean out his unexpected trance, causing him to quickly turn to his friend to try his hardest to explain what was going on in whatever the entire situation was,

“Skye … I have no idea to be honest” Sean admitted as he looked between Skye and Harry, pointing between the two of them as if that was going to explain anything, “this is Harry, Your new guest.” the Scotsman quickly jumped to his bike, pulling it from the fence and lifting it to his shoulder, “And, well, I’m going to go fix my bike. I’ll be back, try not to get us mixed up, yeah?” he teased as he wandered away, still looking a little shocked at the situation. The silence that followed was deafening, even as Skye shuffled forward and waved a hand in front of the newcomers’ face,

“Hello? Earth to … Harry? It was Harry, right?” Skye questioned, trying to shake the poor guy out of his daze, it was like talking to a brick wall, “how about we take you inside and I’ll get you a drink to calm you down” she advised, taking the still stunned Harry by his arm and guiding him back through the doors of the lodge where everyone was waiting and it didn’t take long for the few other staff to also see the resemblance, causing a silence to fill the lobby,

“Holy … did Sean get replaced by aliens or something?” a girl with braids woven delicately through her hair commented while the others stared, confusing the pair that had originally accompanied the pirate,

“This is Harry, he and Sean bumped into each other, and it seems I can’t get him to talk again” Skye explained, however, it seemed like that didn’t help as in that moment, anyone would be able to hear a pin drop if it wasn’t for a sudden interrupting zipper. Everyone’s head turned as the hostess stood back up with a package in her hand,

“What? His friends warned us that this could happen and since travelling through airports doesn’t allow certain things, he wasn’t allowed to have his comfort item” she explained as she slowly unwrapped the mysterious parcel, walking past everyone and standing in front of the poor pirate, “Here, Harry, you need this” she stated as she took his hand, wrapping his calloused fingers around a familiar metal handle which was almost like a shock to his system, his head shook side to side for a moment until he glanced down at his hook then back up to everyone that was surrounding him,

“So, I may ‘ave blacked out for a minute there … So … Someone stole me’ face?” Harry stated as he held himself tall, brushing himself off and making sure that he at least could keep some dignity but once again, the silence was the only thing left in the lobby as everyone who seemed to work there, an older man, the one they called Skye, the other girl and another guy, stared back at him in even more shock than before, “Alrigh’, this is gettin’ a wee bit weird now”,

“Sorry, we just weren’t expecting you both to be identical in almost every way” Skye explained as she snapped her fingers towards her friends, forcing them back into reality and into a series of questions to each other and Harry, which was quickly turning into a very overwhelming situation, luckily for Harry, there was a door right beside him and a perfect opportunity for him to slip out which he one hundred percent did.

The moment he was able to close to door and lean against it, he finally took a breath, his first adventure and somehow, he managed to involve himself with another crazy story,

“Finally managed to get away then, eh?” a familiar Scottish voice appeared beside him, startling the poor Pirate who almost banged his head against the door, “They can be a little much but, they’re like family to me” Sean explained as he smothered down his shirt, making sure it looked good on him as he peeked into the mirror opposite him, “Don’t worry, I’ll keep you safe until they notice you’re gone, so, what’s with the weird hook?” the biker asked as he turned to his look-a-like with a smile,

“Oh, this” Harry spoke, holding up his hook to show it off a little better, “it’s ma Da’s, ever since I was a babe, I always wanted to be like ‘im, when I was old enough … and also to shut me up, he gave me his ‘ook” he explained before shaking his head in confusion, “I dinnae ken why I just told ye all that” pushing himself off the door, Harry moved over to the small seat closer to Sean with a sigh, “I’m guessing this is why Gil wanted me to come ‘ere” he chuckled nervously, pointing between the two of them,

“My Dad?” Sean asked, turning to look back over at the pirate before his brain kicked in, “Wait, sorry, you were probably meaning a different Gil” he corrected as he moved to sit beside the other him, “I have an idea, why don’t we start over” Sean recommended, sticking his hand out to shake in greeting, “Hi, I’m Sean, Sean Matthews, I work here at the Lodge and it seems like we have to same face” he introduced which caused Harry to chuckle and take his hand, shaking it happily,

“Nice to meet ya, I’m Harry, Harry Hook, I’m here visiting under ma friends guidance and it seems we ‘ave the same voice” the pirate replied before bursting out laughing with Sean, the both of them relaxing, like this meeting was meant to be, “I know this might sound weird and it might just be because we ‘ave the same face but I feel like I know ye already” he stated between giggles, leaning back into the seat with a sigh as he started playing with the end of his hook,

“You know, I agree with you or at least, it feels like we were meant to meet one day … that sounded weirdly sappy and romantic, that was not meant to be that way” Sean babbled, just causing the both of them to laugh even more, “hey, maybe we’re secret twins or something” the biker wondered out loud, running a hand through his hair as he followed the pirates lead, leaning back and relaxing,

“Maybe, I ne’er knew my Ma but I knew me Da and ye said ye had a Da so I guess it’s unlikely … unless …” Harry teased, jabbing Sean in the side with his elbow before suddenly sitting up, pulling his phone from his pocket with an excited gasp, “Wait, I ‘ave to send this to me Cap’n” he stated, opening the camera and shuffling closer to his new friend who turned to him, face twisted in confusion,

“Captain?” Sean asked before shaking his head and smiling as Harry snapped a photo and sent it insanely quick to a group chat of what Sean guessed to be his friends, “well now that’s been done, can I get an explanation on the whole Captain thing?” the biker re-asked, letting Harry shove away his phone to answer,

“It’s a long story, I’m guessing ye met me friend, Gil, he came here about 4 months ago, anyway, that’s no’ the point, the place we grew up, it wasn’t a good place, I was raised by me Da who was a pirate, he demanded that I become a Cap’n, just like him but I met someone who became me best mate, Uma, then we met Gil, we took over a ship and everything fell into place, Uma was Cap’n, I was first mate and Gil became Quartermaster, that’s how it was and it’s always been like that, even now” Harry explained, it may not have been his life story but it was as good explanation for now and speaking of the devil, all of a sudden, his phone blew up, message after message, beep after beep, “and there they are” he chuckled, turning his phone on silent so they wouldn’t have to hear the constant messaging from his friends,

“Okay, so, first off, your life sounds insane and I need to know more, and secondly, we need to find out if we are related or not, this can’t just be a coincidence” Sean listed as he pulled out his phone, “here, give me your number and we can keep in contact even when you leave” he said, handing Harry his phone to enter in his details, “then, we can find out what’s going on or at least become better friends at least” he explained while Harry finished and handed back the phone, “Ye know what, I’d like that” the pirate agreed, leaning against his new friend, mentally preparing himself for onslaught that lay beyond that door and beyond.

[bright-whump]

Kind of a random question but I’m curious: are there any specific whump tropes (aside from the comfort that SHOULD have followed episodes like Alone Time, Head Case, Last Weekend, etc, cuz that goes without saying) that you wish had been wrought upon our poor Malcolm Bright in the show? (onscreen of course, how else?)

YES. GOD. SO MANY.

DROWNING. I wanted to see a drowning scene so fucking bad, this and the next one are truly my favorite whump things. I can't tell you the pain I felt when they teased him drowning in Alma Mater promos and then did nothing, and not only that then they teased a scene of him suffocating (and Gil saving him!!!) AND THEN SKIPPED IT. I will never forgive them!! Any kind of suffocation would have worked and been perfect and delightful and hnghfhhhh but drowning is my favorite because then you get!: the panicked friends hovering around them, trying to get them to breathe again, begging them to breathe, the CPR, the sudden desperate gasp and coughing up water and the pats on the back of "That's it, just breathe!" AND. Oh God. There's so many ways to do it. Getting trapped somewhere alone, or having the Gil and even the whole rest of the team have to WATCH...also just god. The aesthetic. The panicked muffled gurgles. The precious air bubbles escaping as they struggle not to let them. Love water whump. I cannot explain how much. Anyone who knows me more than 15 seconds has heard about how much I want any kind of whump for Malcolm where he can't breathe/is struggling to including getting choked lmfao. I need it to survive and if it ever happens in S3+, I will immediately die and I'll be happy about it.

DRUGGING! OMG, I want it almost equally as bad (but not quite). Specifically I want him to get chloroformed, because not only is that my favorite kind of way for whumpees to get drugged, THE FUCKING ANGST POTENTIAL. Like!!! He'd remember when Martin did it as it was happening! It would completely throw him off! But also needle to the neck is such a good trope, or taser to the neck like White Collar did, anything like that. Knocked out whumpees are my fav, fuck. Or! A bad guy slipping something into his drink? So many ways to do it!

CREEPY WHUMPER!!! Just a real creepy fucker being the bad guy and even maybe outsmarting Malcolm, and just taunt the fuck out of him for it, I want to see someone really just throw Malcolm completely off his game like he hasn't been before.

Pretty much any fic by @zoewhumps , I would like to see on screen. The potential. Holy shit. Aegis and Long is the Night live in my head rent free and I love them being there.

GAGGED BOY. need I say more? Just. Tape his mouth! Or use a cloth! And please, by a bad guy's hand 👁️👁️

KIDNAPPING. Oh my god the scenarios that should have been happening. I want to see a human trafficking episode where Malcolm gets a little too close to it trying to save someone, gets snatched, and nearly got sold off himself. I want a black market organ selling deal, where he gets strapped down to a metal table and very nearly gets, uh, harvested from. Both to only get saved last minute by the others. I want!!!! the child of one of Martin's victims to take him as revenge TO MARTIN, force Martin to listen to them torture Malcolm over the phone. I want the team to have to see it over Livestream a la Reid's two S2 episodes in Criminal Minds.

AFTERMATH OF WHUMP. I wanna see bruises!!! They're so pretty!!??? I waited to see any sort of wincing after any of his whump (specifically when he squeezed through that fence in Family Friend after the tunnel or at any point in the episode of Wait and Hope after he crashed on the car) and never got it. I want to see him flinch when he's touched because it hurts or just scared him, I want to see him struggling to work because of it, and the team having to take care of him. It's what he deserves 🥺

WHOLE TEAM WHUMP. I won't get into this detailed about ideas I have/want bc I have Fics like this that I still want to finish but essentially, the whole team having to see Malcolm be hurt, and vise versa for his emotional angst. I want his love for Gil and the team to be used against him and make him submit to the bad guy 😌

ALSO, GIL GETTING KIDNAPPED AND MALCOLM GOING APESHIT TO FIND HIM. Losing himself in the case and just absolutely stopping at nothing to bring him back.

I think that's it, at least that I can think of rn. And after all of these did I mention COPIOUS COMFORT. I want to see him snuggled and taken care of so well! He deserves it! Fuck, I'd give up ALL that list to get just 45 minutes of footage of him getting snuggles and hairpets and made so happy he's practically purring.

I want a whole episode of team fluff. They go on vacation maybe! Roast marshmallows on a fire and JT or Gil plays guitar and Dani can sing because I just feel like she definitely can (but is SO nervous about it, maybe Malcolm has to encourage her and start singing first and they can sing it together, fUCK that's soft.) Tally and the baby come too and they just have a happy time man. Fuck I love them.

...what's whump? I don't remember. Anyways. 🥰💕

[delightfully-deranged-dagur]

How is your version of the Monster High movies different from the canon? Like, what’s your version of Why Do Ghouls Fall in Love, Escape From Skull Shores, Boo York, Scaris: City of Frights, Fright On, Ghouls Rule, Friday Night Frights, and 13 Wishes? I would LOVE to hear how you would rewrite them for your Reimagined series!! I also love how you have background characters like Invisi-Billy and Johnny become the main cast instead of just all girls. I also want to know what town Monster High is set in because they never said WHERE the movies take place.

Okay, this is gonna be a long one. Let's start with the name of the town near Monster High. Old Salem. Cuz the human town in Ghouls Rule is named New Salem. That's all I could come up with.

Now. The movies. Aka, The Timeline!

Let's begin. (Keep in mind that this could change in the future)

New kids at School.

A new School year at Monster High. We get to see the first month of school for new kids, Frankie, Gil and Abbey. We also get to see Invisi-Billy dealing with his new roommate Johnny Spirit.

Main Cast : Frankie Stein. Toralei Stripe. Draculaura. Clawdeen Wolf. Cleo De Nile. Deuce Gorgon. Lagoona Blue. Gil Webber. Abbey Bominable. Heath Burns. Clawd Wolf. Invisi-Billy Where. Johnny Spirit. Ghoulia Yelps.

Fright On!

Belfry Prep and Full Moon high merge with Monster High, bringing a bunch of new students with them. Most notable being Gory Fangtell and Dee O'Gee. Both leaders of their respective student body and they absolutely hate each other. Starting a race war between Vampires and Werewolves. With Clawdeen and Draculaura caught in the middle. And if that's not enough, the so called "human-monster relationship expert" is actually planning on hunting them all down.

Main Cast : Draculaura. Clawdeen Wolf. Clawd Wolf. Howleen Wolf. Romulus Timberwolf. Dee O'Gee. Gory Fangtell. Van Hellscream.

Why do Ghouls fall in love?

It's valentines day at Monster High. Also Draculaura's birthday! And Clawdeen is determined to make it the best day ever for her girlfriend. But Draculaura's ex-boyfriend Kieran Valentine shows up with the intend to win her back. Meanwhile Johnny deals with the fact he might be falling in love. And what secrets does the office of former student, C.A. Cupid hold?

Main Cast : Draculaura. Clawdeen Wolf. Kieran Valentine. Johnny Spirit. Invisi-Billy Where. Frankie Stein. Toralei Stripe. Cleo De Nile. Deuce Gorgon. Neightan Rot. Holt Hyde.

Skull Shores.

A group of students go on a special trip to Skull shores. The best monster friendly vacation resort in the world! The Wolf sisters try to sleep during the day to enjoy the night with Draculaura and Twyla. Johnny asks Neightan for love advice. Hoodude leads Manny, Iris, Wydowna and Billy on "exciting" Island trips. Lagoona helps Gil with his fear of the ocean. And Frankie, Toralei, Cleo and Deuce go on a mystery boat trip and make a huge discovery.

Main Cast : Frankie Stein. Toralei Stripe. Cleo De Nile. Deuce Gorgon. Andy Beast. Bartleby Farnum. Johnny Spirit. Neightan Rot. Lagoona Blue. Gil Webber. Hoodude Voodoo. Manny Taur. Iris Clops. Wydowna Spider. Invisi-Billy Where. Draculaura. Clawdeen Wolf. Howleen Wolf. Twyla Boogeyman.

Friday Night Frights.

Two rollerblading teams. Monster High vs Granite City. Only one winner. Let the race begin!

Main Cast : Operetta Phantom. Clawd Wolf. Clawdeen Wolf. Robecca Steam. Lagoona Blue.

Ghouls Rule.

Frankie gets upset over the incorrect presentation about Halloween. This is nothing like what she read about. She gets some surprising support from Johnny Spirit. He knows what Halloween is and this is wrong. But trying to show how humans really act during Halloween ends with Jackson and Holt getting arrested by humans! It's time for the Monsters to save them.

Main Cast : Frankie Stein. Johnny Spirit. Jackson Jekyll. Holt Hyde. Claire. Chad. Lilith Von Hellscream. Toralei Stripe. Invisi-Billy Where.

Scaris : City of Frights!

Clawdeen wins an opportunity to intern under her fashion icon. Moanatella Ghostier. But she's in competition with 2 other designers. Skelita Calaveras and Jinafire Long. Meanwhile, Rochelle goes searching for her missing boyfriend Garrot with the help of Spectra and Operetta and the local street artist Catrine DeMew.

Main Cast : Clawdeen Wolf. Draculaura. Rochelle Goyle. Operetta Phantom. Spectra Vondergeist. Garrot Durogue. Skelita Calaveras. Jinafire Long. Catrine DeMew. Moanatella Ghostier.

13 Wishes.

Howleen is going through a lot and the bullying from Gory Fangtell just sets her off. She ends up with a magical lamp containing a genie, Gigi Grant. Howleen, still in a fragile state of mind easily becomes manipulated by the shadow genie Whisp. Howleen's wishes end up making Gil a daredevil with no regard for his safety! And she erases Cleo from everyone's memory, almost everyone. Seems artificial minds are immune to genie magic. Clawdeen just wants to help her sister but things don't go well. Can Howleen be saved before it's too late?

Main Cast : Howleen Wolf. Twyla Boogeyman. Clawdeen Wolf. Gigi Grant. Whisp. Cleo De Nile. Robecca Steam. Hoodude Voodoo. Lagoona Blue. Gil Webber. Frankie Stein. Toralei Stripe. Ghoulia Yelps. Abbey Bominable.

Frights! Camera! Action!

Draculaura gets the chance to become the next vampire queen. Of course, she prefers to go on a quest to find the real one. And right when she's away is when Valentine and Whisp return trying to redeem themselves.

Main Cast : Draculaura. Clawdeen Wolf. Cleo De Nile. Deuce Gorgon. Robecca Steam. Clawdia Wolf. Honey Swamp. Viperine Gorgon. Kieran Valentine. Whisp. Elissabat Von Vamp. Lord Stoker.

Freaky Fusion.

It's Monster High's anniversary! And in an attempt to learn more about the past of the school, the ghouls end up going to the past! Where Robecca gets to meet her missing father. They try to return but once they get back to the present, they experience some interesting side effects. They fused! Can the hybrids help Cleolei, Lagoonafire, Clawvenus and Ghoulankie to cooperate?

Main Cast : Frankie Stein. Ghoulia Yelps. Cleo De Nile. Toralei Stripe. Lagoona Blue. Jinafire Long. Clawdeen Wolf. Venus McFlytrap. Neightan Rot. Avea Trotter. Bonita Femur. Sirena Von Boo. Viktor "Sparky" Frankenstein.

Haunted.

Frankie is being haunted. While Toralei is tormented by the return of Meowlody and Purrsephone. Spectra spreading rumors isn't exactly helping. While Twyla, Rochelle, Garrot and Sirena try to help Frankie with her haunting, Toralei joins them as they follow Spectra into the ghost world. And poor Johnny literally gets dragged into the adventure leaving a distressed Invisi-Billy no other choice but to get Headmistress Bloodgood involved.

Main Cast : Frankie Stein. Toralei Stripe. Spectra Vondergeist. Twyla Boogeyman. Rochelle Goyle. Garrot Durogue. Sirena Von Boo. Johnny Spirit. Invisi-Billy Where. Headmistress Bloodgood. Principal Revenant. Porter Geiss. Kiyomi Haunterly. River Styxx. Vandala Dubloons.

Boo York!

Catty Noir invites some friends to join her to Boo York where she's gonna perform at a royal wedding. The same wedding Cleo was invited too. Upon arriving they learn Cleo's disowned father somehow promised her away in an arranged marriage. While they come up with a way to break the marriage, Catty's voice gets stolen by the werecat twins, employed by Nefera De Nile. During the chaos Johnny decides now is apparently the right time to confess his feelings for Billy. Also, there's a meteor. And it's a musical. Yay!

Main Cast : Catty Noir. Cleo De Nile. Deuce Gorgon. Ramses De Nile. Nefera De Nile. Pharaoh. Johnny Spirit. Invisi-Billy Where. Neightan Rot. Frankie Stein. Toralei Stripe. Meowlody and Purrsephone. Luna Mothews. Elle Eedee. Mouscedes King. Astranova.

The Great Scarrier Reef

A fight between Lagoona and Toralei results in them falling into the pool, suddenly transported to the Great Scarrier Reef. And they're not allowed to leave until Lagoona faces her demons. For once Operetta and Johnny agree for Lagoona to hurry up so they can stop being half fish!

Main Cast : Lagoona Blue. Toralei Stripe. Gil Webber. Frankie Stein. Operetta Phantom. Johnny Spirit. Kala Mer'ri. Posea Reef. Peri and Pearl Serpentine.

Scarily Ever After

During the great school clean up. Draculaura finds a magical book in the attic. Suddenly, she, Clawdeen, Cleo, Deuce and Johnny get pulled into a fairytale maze where they run into the students of Ever After High, Raven Queen, Apple White, Maddie Hatter, Briar Beauty and Sparrow Hood, trying to stop The Evil Queen, Raven's mother, from enslaving Monster High. As if that's not enough, a magical stream swaps the Monsters with the Fairytale students. And who's this mysterious Euna?

Main Cast : Draculaura. Raven Queen. Clawdeen Wolf. Maddie Hatter. Cleo De Nile. Apple White. Deuce Gorgon. Briar Beauty. Johnny Spirit. Sparrow Hood. The Evil Queen. Euna.

And that's all I have so far. Of course there's stuff happening in between. Like the Bloom and Gloom and Freak Du Chic. But this is what I have so far.

[pluviophile-bookworm]

AWAE 3x1 rewatch: thoughts and reactions

So we’re finally here, up to the (unfortunately) final season of AWAE. I will be rewatching and reacting to the first half of the season only, since I’ve already posted my reactions to episodes 5-10 when they were coming out. Just thought I’d say that here. 

For this rewatch, I will be adding onto the notes to myself I made when first watching the episode. Also, this is dedicated to Amybeth McNulty for her birthday today.

So, without further ado, I suggest we dive right in.

Can we talk about how Anne’s beautiful green ribbon gets untied and flies into the air while she is riding through the snow and she doesn’t even seem to care? I mean, she looks back and smiles at it, but doesn’t even think of trying to retrieve it… If I were her, I would have turned the horse around. Although it did seem like the ribbon was too high up in the air for her to reach. Also, her hair is beautiful flying loose in the wind… like we’ve never seen it before. [Present-day note: of course we’ll see it like that again, and from Gilbert’s point of view. That scene was magical. Truly magical]

So… Ruby still has it for Gilbert… and she has it going on strong… she’s supposed to be covering the hockey game for the school newspaper, but she’s dropped her notebook in the snow [Present-day note: again, my dislike of ruining material objects speaks here, but - I felt really bad for that notebook. It’s done nothing to deserve being ruined by the snow] because she only has eyes for one of the players… and so does Anne. I really hope the budding love between her and Gil doesn’t shatter poor little peach Ruby’s heart. [Present-day note: I’m so beyond happy she got over him before Anne realised that she was, as they would say on Friends, ‘under’ him.] She’s a dearie and deserves the best.

The hockey field (probably nothing more than a frozen lake, but this is the 19th century, so, you know) has apparently turned into a place of courtship, as Billy is giving his attentions to Josie and Moody to Diana… but her parents won’t allow it. “Too rich to be a minister’s wife?”, Josie teases. But then the attention shifts to Gilbert who stares at something undefined between Anne and Ruby, leaving it ambiguous which girl his affections are directed to. The whole thing is very awkward to watch, and with no Cole around to reassure Anne that Gilbert has a crush on her, and her only, she may as well think he’s finally returning Ruby’s sympathies. That scene is intense.

The natives appear – a man and a little girl, presumably his daughter, the girl that was mentioned in the articles promoting this season. It turns out the man is the one who makes the hockey sticks for the boys, and the difference in nature between Gilbert and Billy is once again emphasised by how they each treat him. Billy is superficially polite, saying “Thank you” when receiving his new stick, but he says it in a sort of patronising way, like the subtext here is “We whites are better than you”. Gilbert, on the other hand, is just as polite and respectful as he would be to any white man – or woman, for that matter. I mean, he lives with a black couple, so he can’t be racist at all. I mean, he’s an absolute cinnamon roll.

Anne is even better with the natives, as in, she doesn’t even notice anything about them that would make them superficially different than her and her peers. She asks if she could write an article about the man, but not about his lifestyle or different standards, but about the sticks he makes. She sees the quality work, not that the man doing it is non-white. And I bet she’ll be learning a lot about their life and culture later on, in a perfectly respectful and inclusive way. This is beautiful.

Billy comes back and is all kinds of disrespectful, so the girl, Ka’kwet, shows her dislike of him very clearly, and her father warns her against “stir[ring] trouble with the white man”… the tension can’t be ignored anymore. It can practically  be cut with a knife.

The man offers a great judgement of Billy – “The little man with the big ego” – in his own native language, so only Ka’kwet understands. But he couldn’t be more right.

Billy walks away, muttering “Savages” under his breath. Anne, however, isn’t shaken for a millisecond in her wish to visit and interview them later.

So, Billy won’t even be coming back to school, as he’s stepping into the family business. I’m hoping we won’t see much of him anymore. [Present-day note: Unfortunately, we will. And when I say unfortunately, I mean devastatingly. Before this season, I didn’t think this excuse of a guy could get any worse, but in the latter half he’s proven to be an absolute entitled monster. I loathe him, and I’m not even sorry for allowing myself to feel such negative emotions.]

Jane is “chaperoning” Josie and Billy as they walk back from the game? I mean, yes, she is his sister, but she’s younger than him, I think. But well, I’m not sure how chaperoning works in such a situation.

Anne arrives at the natives’… village? What is it, exactly? Anyway, her new budding friendship with Ka’kwet (which, the poor thing says, just means “starfish”; now she and Anne can bond over wishing they had a different name – although Anne isn’t as resentful of hers anymore, now that she’s signed the family bible as “Anne Cordelia Shirley- Cuthbert) is just so beautiful… this show is pure aesthetic. [Both visually and in terms of content.]

Marilla disapproves of Anne’s having fraternised with the natives… the tension builds up. I guess Anne won’t be stopped from seeing her new friends so easily, though.

At the Pye household, Josie’s mother is pressuring her to “get a hold” of Billy before someone else does. I mean, she’s a Pye – an unpleasant person as per the book, so she deserves him. Let her have him, as long as Gilbert is reserved for Anne and Anne alone. [Yeah, in retrospect, not even Josie deserves this imbecile. But I didn’t know back then just how bad he could be.]

So Anne’s words “seems to me I was destined to be the bride of adventure” from the teaser are part of her evening prayer – a change from the (apparently) usual plea to make her good-looking, which she now, on the brink of age 16, sees as a childish wish and not a real prayer. Anne has grown!

“Many suitors or even just one…” Come on, Anne, are you blind? You have one – The One at that. Take Notice of him… I mean, the Take Notice board will be returning as per a gif set I saw here on Tumblr, so I really hope Shirbert moves on a bit quicker than it has so far.

Bash and Mary have a baby! Since when? I don’t know, but I love it. Is Gilbert the godfather? Seeing as he is Bash’s best friend and honorary brother, he must be… oh dreams…. [Either way, he’s her Uncle Gilby]

Her name is Delphine? That’s beautiful. Also, Gilbert just kissed her forehead before going out to school… the dream has come true.

The unlikely duo of Rachel Lynde and Miss Stacy takes centre stage in the next scene where Miss Stacy says she doesn’t need a man as she has discovered self-sufficiency after her husband’s death. Mrs. Lynde, of course, wants to play matchmaker for her. As I said, this is an unlikely duo and I would very much like to know how this relationship turns out further.

Anne and Diana are dreading the nearing day of their separation as Di goes to finishing school in Paris and Anne goes to college in Queens. I really want to know how this separation will turn out. [Fortunately, I won’t have to find out, and neither will they.]

 Another line of tension builds up with the resurrection of the Take Notice board, as the girls discuss the pressure to get married soon and Josie teases Anne about becoming an old maid, as seen in the trailer.

Poor Ruby takes the blow instead of Anne as she, who will apparently be going to Queens with Anne and Gilbert – only in order to remain close to him (poor unfortunate soul), is desperate to receive any advance from him. I really don’t want her to suffer, but here she is now, crying about him not noticing her. I almost want her to not end up going to Queens, as that will most probably be the place where Shirbert’s relationship will finally bloom, and I don’t want her to witness that. [AWAE Ruby would have loved to be Book!Ruby, as she gets much more attention from him there - but she doesn’t care as much. However, seeing as how Book!Ruby ends up, AWAE Ruby should be glad she’s not quite her.]

Anne “bet[s she] can help” Ruby’s Gilbert issue – but if she is the root of the problem and she doesn’t know it, how can she possibly be of any use to poor Ruby?

I’ve never seen Anne ignore someone so hard as she just did Moody – he greeted her and she barely turned her head in his direction, muttering a quick “Hi” before returning to her conversation with the girls… good thing he is not one of her suitors. Although she doesn’t pay much more attention to Gilbert, you know. 

I see Moody has grown up a lot since last time he was seen, and he’s now a close second to Gilbert, at least the way I see it. That’s quite a glow up he’s had. But I kinda wanted Diana and Jerry to be a thing – and now I’m low-key shipping her with Moody “your dress is very… blue” Spurgeon. The poor guy has always been awkward around her; it’s obvious he likes her. [See, I told you I only ship couples that have explicit signs of potential to happen. Even though Diana and Moody didn’t happen even for a second, I’ve apparently seen something in her and Jerry stemming from that one single conversation they had. I mean, he did call her ‘the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen’, so that must have been what made me ship them - even before I had the slightest idea they were going to be a thing this season. I still can’t get over the fact that they were not endgame. In my mind, at least, they are - somewhere in that future we didn’t get to see.]

 And now the super famous “take notice” scene between Anne and Gilbert is happening… oh the tension. [You know, this scene reminds me of Vanessa Hudgens’ Rather Be with You. If you haven’t heard that song, go listen to it and then try to tell me I’m wrong here.]

Anne was apparently talking about Ruby in this scene, and Gilbert was blabbing on about “the right person” and stuff… Shirbert is on!!

Well, that was a turn of events! The second Anne mentions Ruby you can actually see Gilbert’s emotions change. Kudos to Lucas for portraying that only with his eyes. How to those kids do that? 

And poor Ruby has been observing him during the conversation, of course… she is so deluded, the unfortunate thing – she thinks his reluctance to post means he’s looking for a much more romantic advance to make… Poor thing. Shirbert will break her heart and might just ruin her friendship with Anne forever… and she dies young in canon. I just hope Moira finds a way to give her the happy ending she deserves… [And, as we know, Moira didn’t disappoint there. I’m so glad things turned out for Ruby the way they did]

Jerry can read long complicated texts now… he’s reading Frankenstein [Little did I know how important this book would be for his story arc this season], for goodness’ sake! I stan one (1) beautiful [inside and out] French farm boy!! And I ship him with Diana even more now. Although if her parents won’t allow her a future minister, how will they allow a farm boy?

Diana has actual royal ancestry… but that ancestry is “keeping [her] from Queens; from [Anne]”. Isn’t this a tragical Bro-mance right there? It is indeed.

Marilla is helping Mary with the baby… makes me wonder if she has been dreaming of one for so long but never got to have it and this is why she’s so attached to this one… this series is beautiful but dramatic… it really tugs on my heartstrings.

Diana stands up for herself and her own wishes in front of her parents… but she doesn’t achieve more than angering them that way… poor little rich girl, indeed.

Also, I just love how the Barrys express their anger. Diana sits at the piano and starts playing angrily, while her mother embroiders angrily and her father reads his newspaper angrily. [I had no idea two out of those three things could be done angrily. I’ll leave it to you to figure out which two.]

The Take Notice board has a note on it saying “Susan has her sight on Moody Spurgeon”. Who is this Susan and why is she eyeing Moody if he’s courting Diana?

Anne is super excited about turning 16… “Once upon a time this was the happiest day of my parents’ life”. I really want her to find out about her ancestry eventually. But I want her and Gilbert to finally get together more. [Of course, both of these will happen in this season. I sort of knew that even back then.]

Let’s sum up: Anne has beautiful hair, but, more importantly, dreams of finding out her family history; Ruby has it bad for Gilbert - but we already knew that; Ka’kwet and her father make their first appearance and create tension in the process; Billy is racist on top of everything - but we all expected that; courting is in full swing; Rachel Lynde plays matchmaker; lots of tension caused by the Take Notice board; eye (and eyebrow) acting; Jerry reads Frankenstein; Marilla is a really good mother, and not only to Anne; who’d have known embroidery and reading could be done angrily; who is Susan; Anne is nearing 16 and things are about to change forever.

[fuwafuwamedb]

A New Year Being (Enkidu, Gilgamesh, Hakuno)

It was early.

Sitting at the top of the tower and looking out at the three moons, Hakuno counted down the seconds.

Five…

Four…

Three…

Two…

One…

A new year had arrived.

She could see the explosion of lights in the air. She could feel the frigid temperatures that were quickly making those lights go back out as soon as they lit up the skies. Those in the weather outside were bundled, their persons impossible to tell.

Gilgamesh had said he was going to join this evening.

He’s said that, the moment that he ran his errand, he would return. They would spend the evening together.

It seemed the errand was more than he had expected.

Since he was the one paying and helping her through this new life, she really couldn’t complain, could she? He was doing his best. They were thriving, despite being gone from the Moon Cell. Gilgamesh was even allowing her into a bed nowadays.

Hakuno winces at the thought. To be fair, the school had been a poor place to stay.

“Hnnnggg…”

A sound permeates the room, drawing her from her thoughts. As she glances over, she can see a green beast climbing in through one of the windows. Their strangely antlered head is coming to rest on her lap, their eyeless face seems to be almost looking up at her.

The sound escapes it again.

“Stuck waiting on someone as well?”

She can’t help but to give the beast a small smile, rubbing gently at its head.

“I thought I’d have my expected company around as well. It looks like you and I were both shafted this evening.”

The face of the green beast rubs against her lap, leaving her to smile more.

“Alright. I’ll tell you what. I was going to save these to share with Gilgamesh, but he’s not showing up and you’re here. It’ll be nice to celebrate the new year with someone while the moons are high and the suns are down.”

The golden chocolates are pulled out one at a time. Before she can argue, she feels those giant paws moving forth. The paws press against her thighs. The mouth of the thing is opening wide, showing three sets of large and jagged teeth that click as they show themselves ready to eat.

“I’m not giving you all of them.”

The longest, slimiest tongue she’s ever seen comes out, licking up the side of her face.

“I mean it.”

“Hakuno!” The door opens, the man of the hour glancing in only to narrow his eyes. “ENKIDU! I TOLD YOU TO WALK LIKE A HUMAN!”

Enkidu?!

“You’re ruining all the fun of this,” the beast tells him, using their mouth much more like a human now. The green skin is pulling back, falling away in strands until a green haired human sits before her. “Here I was going to have poor and lonely Hakuno feed me while telling me how terrible you were for not being here for the new year.”

“You were supposed to meet me in the lobby twenty minutes ago!”

“You’re Enkidu?” Hakuno asks.

The green haired being looks up at her, flashing what has to be a boyish, heart stuttering smile as they brush their hair behind one ear.

“I am indeed. Enkidu, your being of the new year. I am here to make the new year truly memorable, especially since Gilgamesh leaves you to make such sorrowful faces at the moons.”

“She was not making sorrowful faces, you fool! She was being impatient with your tardiness-“

“Do you need me to feed you the chocolates,” Enkidu goes on, climbing onto the seat with her and stealing the bag of chocolates away. “I don’t mind feeding you.”

“ENKIDU!”

“Hakuno, you have a little something-“ the being motioned at their cheek. “Do you mind if I get that?”

“Oh, sure-“

The moment the words leave her lips, a pair of lips are moving against her own. The being’s arms wrap around her a second before she feels cold air. The being is sliding along the marble floors, laughing as Gilgamesh moves between her and them.

“DAMN IT, ENKIDU! I DID NOT FIND YOU AFTER ALL THIS TIME ONLY TO HAVE YOU CAUSE TROUBLE LIKE THIS! HAKUNO IS NOT WHAT YOU ARE SUPPOSED TO BE DOING!”

“I think that should be renegotiated.”

“WE ARE NOT RENEGOTIATING!”

The portals of Gil’s gates are opening, but chains are raining down in their room.

The being’s laugh is echoing around as Hakuno plucks the first chocolate from the bag. Her eyes follow after the two as they begin to argue and fight.

What a new year.

She now has two people to look after and keep focused.

“LET ME AT LEAST GIVE HAKUNO HER GIFT, ENKIDU!”

“You could give her me and the gift! Two for one deal! I’ll share the credit for your gift with you. I’m thinking 90/10 split. You can take 10% credit.”

[rylen-ashworth]

Prompt 23: Soul

"Hah! Looks like my beginner’s luck finally decided to show up!” Rylen sat back after dropping his final card on the grid, giving his opponent a chance to tally up the totals and confirm the results of the game. “Looks like... my seven and two there make nine, and then the five and four there make another nine. That’s a plus, right?” The garishly garbed Elezen sitting across from him furrowed his brow,  studying the board more intently. “It is...”

“And I think that means-...” “The combo goes into effect, yes.” The elezen tried to keep his expression measured, as Rylen swapped the colored tokens for several cards in a row, signifying the highlander’s capture of each of those additional cards. “Think I’m finally starting to get the hang of this!” Rylen beamed, looking down at the board. “Either that or I just got lucky, this ruleset is so hard to get my head around.”   He slowly slid the piles of coins over to his side of the table, savoring the sensation of ‘beginner’s luck’ that he’d just reaped the benefits of.  The two had been playing each other for several rounds throughout the night, and though Rylen had a strong selection of available cards in his deck, he had maintained the ruse of being a wealthy beginner who had very little experience to work with. As the hours went on, Rylen played one poor hand after another, making intentional mistakes and luring the boastful red mage into placing higher bets in anticipation of several guaranteed wins. He’d been wagering with his own coin, but was also using Svaelfyr as a stakehorse to help inflate the betting pool. On top of all that, Svaelfyr and C’zahra also helped contribute with multiple distractions throughout the night. They acted as a boisterous, drunken couple in the bar, alternating between various interruptions throughout all of the games. Sometimes they loudly laughed, other times they would break into huge fake arguments with one another. At one point they came over to spectate, making insulting comments about the two players and generally doing everything they could to set their ‘mark’ on edge. Though their attempts at acting and improv weren’t exactly theater-quality, their shy, fumbling efforts were effective in putting the red mage off his game. The mark in question was a regular at that particular Thanalan dive bar, one who often loudly spun tales about his daring exploits and unmatched dueling prowess. It was some one Rylen had always suspected of being all-talk, and this was the night where his group had put a plan into action. “Well, I’m still really enjoying this. What do you think, one more set? Best of three?” Rylen looked across the table as he thumbed through his hand once more.  "Of course, we’ll call this the last one.” The red mage reached up for a moment, nudging his floppy red hat up far enough to scratch the side of his head. He was visibly flustered, eager to get that pile of gil back on his side of the table. He knew the highlander had to have just gotten lucky with that last hand, and he could cash out and walk away the victor with much heavier pockets. “Not gil though, I already went all in last round. Shall we wager for cards?” “That’s hardly fair.” Rylen gave an amenable chuckle and tapped his nose conspiratorially. “Though you have the greater experience, we both know my cards fetch a higher resale price than yours.” “What then?” “I was thinking something more like this...” Rylen reached into his pocket and held up an amulet with the unmistakable design of a summoner’s soul crystal. The transluscent gemstone glinted in the light, with a subtle, swirling glow encapsulated within.  “What do you think, shall we wager mine for yours?” The red mage paled at the thought, swallowing hard as he considered the proposition. ”If your abilities are anywhere near as proficient as described...” Rylen tilted his head, watching his mark with a measured glance to mask the excitement rising within him. "You probably don’t even really need yours to fight with anyway.” What Rylen failed to mention was that his contribution to the bet was a replica soul crystal that Svaelfyr had helped him to forge. The red mage would never get the opportunity to look at it up close and figure that out, though.