#something something The Swanns

[johnbly]

[manny-jacinto]

SWANN ARLAUD + LETTERBOXD REVIEWS Anatomy of a Fall (2023)

[orangechickenpillow]

I haven't seen anatomy of a fall yet but....

There's something about them. I don't know what but it's kind of freaking me out

[belagns]

babe wake up new anatomy of a fall edit with criminal by fiona apple just dropped

[isitdonproof]

something something, jack and elizabeth seeing each other for the first and last time in at worlds end

[adelaidedrubman]

WHAT KIND OF LOVE ARE YOU?

i was tagged by @katsigian for this uquiz and everyone got so absolutely decimated i simply had to post pass along! (tried my best to italicize applicable/bold super applicable sparingly but everyone just got their ass beat so hard)

LOVE AS A FORCE OF NATURE

your love is like whiplash –– it comes in with the rain, it blows the doors wide open. when you fall in love, it is sudden and hard and immense. it is powerful. it is earth-shaking and world-ending. nature is a force, and that force can be destructive if you're not careful. see how the world is doused in gasoline and set on fire –– your love consumes, your love takes, your love burns. you're hot and cold all at once, a hurricane and a wildfire bound together in skin, and when you're in love, it can feel like it's eating you alive from the inside out. when you love, it is with everything you have because it is everything you have. be careful, darling, because not everyone survives the storm.

LOVE AS A CHOICE

you choose to love. love does not come to you easily, but every day you wake up and choose it. it would be so easy, wouldn't it, to grow cold and callous and grim. but you rise to greet the world, making the conscious effort to find something, anything to love. when you fall for someone, you do not kid yourself of their flaws. instead, you resolve to see them for who they are, mistakes and all and you love them all the same. your love is work, and it does not come easy. your love sweats and toils. it is calloused and sunburned; it bears scars and comes with stories. your love is worn, but it is no less valuable for it. being loved by you is like being loved by a gardener, a mother, a teacher. your love may not always be the simplest, but it is worth the effort.

LOVE AS A FLAW

cowering, your love hides in the dark. in shadows and under cover of night, your love runs from corner to corner, afraid to linger, afraid to be caught. afraid, afraid, afraid of everything. when you fall in love, it is with alarm bells ringing. your love is a mistake, a flaw in the code, a purchase you don’t remember making and desperately want to return. you didn’t ask for this. you didn’t want this. it’s a problem–– your problem ––and you would do anything to pass it off, burn it away, scoop it out of you with bare hands, or carved out with hooked knives before it can destroy you. get it out, just get it out now. you don’t care who you hurt in the process, only that you can’t afford to be hurt first. being loved by you is to be loved by a figment of the imagination. it is to be loved in halves, or not at all.

LOVE AS THE DAWN

pastel, saccharine and hopeful, your love rises slow to greet the day. it tiptoes on doe feet and blossoms bit by bit, petal by petal. love is new to you, isn’t it? a fresh discovery in a world you do not quite understand. your love loves with bated breaths. your love swoons and sighs and lingers under awnings. your love romanticizes. your love aches as tenderly as a bruise. you’re swollen with desire and idealizations. the perfect kiss, the perfect touch, the perfect partner in life. your love is wide-eyed and innocent, naive and pristine and oh, so very easily breakable. being loved by you is to be loved by a child, by a lamb, wooly-eyed and helpless. oh. i really hope it lasts.

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[enjoltrwolfstar]

I don't know how to explain this but Peter Capaldi and Swann Arlaud are the same man in different fonts

[boltlightning]

james + elizabeth ft. number 76 pls

76. i want you to have this request me a drabble!

It was an accepted ritual at the Swann household that a dinner with Captain Norrington was followed by a game of cards. A table in the parlor was reserved for this purpose, four chairs perpetually set aside; and when the team composed of Governor Swann and his steward Cooper grew tired of losing game after game, James and Elizabeth modified the rules of whist to accommodate the remaining two people.

With the elevated strategies came elevated stakes—in lieu of gambling for money, James would lend Elizabeth books from his library that were otherwise deemed too uncouth for the Swann library, primarily naval strategy and local histories. Governor Swann turned a blind eye, and so the two continued their campaign to make a relaxing game stressful until their schedules became too busy to allow for such a distraction.

Years later, they sit in an inn on their return journey to Port Royal, a war having been fought, an evil having been defeated, and Elizabeth returns to their table with a deck of cards. She sets a single shilling on the table and passes James the deck.

“Here.” She sits across from him and steeples her fingers. “Deal.”

James begins to shuffle the cards automatically, his eye straying to the coin. “You have spent too much time with pirates,” he accuses, “if we have finally graduated to betting money.”

Elizabeth smiles wolfishly. “The night is young, James. Who is to say what will be put on the table?”

With each trick, they up the ante. They wager coins, at first, but slowly become more creative, even with their attire and equipment in such dire straits as they are now. A pocket knife, a whetstone, a rusted locket pilfered from who-knows-where, James’ neckcloth, Elizabeth’s earring, a promise of a round of rum—and the grand prize, a Haywood novel Elizabeth had apparently begged off a woman in the market that afternoon.

“You planned this,” James says, thumbing the last card in his hand.

Elizabeth holds her card with both hands close to her chest. “Some memories stick with you,” she says. “It would not be a proper game with James if we did not have some novel at stake, would it? And besides, it is not looking too likely you will read it anyhow,” she adds, peering at their respective won tricks. She clearly leads by a huge margin. 

James does not grant her the satisfaction of following her meaning and feigns confusion. She scoffs and sets down her card, leaning back with satisfaction as she takes the last trick.

“You are the unluckiest man in the entire Caribbean, James,” she declares.

“I will not argue that.”

They tally the score. Elizabeth does her best to reign in her dignity as the results become clear: she has taken the most tricks, yes, but of the wrong suit. James has won.

“It seems I, for once, am not the one providing the literature,” he says, with a wolfish smile of his own.

“Perhaps you have not considered that I wanted you to have this,” she returns tartly. “You can read it to me on the next leg of our journey.”

“It would be my pleasure, Miss Swann,” he says. He reaches across the table to take her wrist, squeezing gently. “I wish only to serve.”

The sudden sincerity in his voice makes Elizabeth pause, her breath catching. She holds his gaze for a long moment, eyes wide—then swiftly pulls away, clearing her throat as she gathers the cards back into a stack.

“Oh, if that is your form of gloating, it is intolerable. You shall not throw me off the war path,” she says, already shuffling again. “Another match?”

[coquelicoq]

j'ai l'intention de lire tout ces livres un jour ou l'autre, l'ordre seulement est en question.

il y a une réponse incorrecte et c'est du côté de chez swann. j'ai déjà lu les trois mousquetaires et madame bovary, mais seulement en anglais. j'ai regardé le film hiroshima mon amour, et j'ai lu quelque poèmes des fleurs du mal. quant au reste, je n'en connais pas grand'chose.

you can vote in this if you don't speak french btw. roman=novel, scénario=screenplay, poésie=poetry, pièce de théâtre=play, dictionnaire des synonymes=thesaurus, ouvrage de référence=reference work, roman-mémoire=autobiographical novel

[johnbly]

[gottagobackintime]

"It's not possible… this. Why can't you see that?" "We just brought a stag-headed girl to an orphanage to be looked after by a woman with fire for hands and a�� debutante giantess! I think what is possible is very much up for debate."

[ageofeycte]

This has been in my drafts for a while lmaoo Swann slayed his three to five minutes of screentime tho Song used in the edit: psycho dreams by Kill Eva (I think it fits so well with Naja)

[beenovel]

Me in my head: badass swordfighting pirate king

Me irl: *taking off shoes while standing up* ouch oof my bones

[martyrgraph]

keira knightley as elizabeth swann (400x640).

[everythingispirates]

some ideas for the op au mwah mwah

[adelaidedrubman]

JESTINY ELLEN ROOK (fc5) || JENNA SWANN (fc5)

MILLIE (bg3) || KYRENE MULTHOMA (bg3)

tagged by my love @corvosattano to make some girlies on the brain in this classic picrew!

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