elriel by @celinelavenart
It was so sad when madlyn said her dad was happy he didn’t have to deal with a wedding. Like that was your actual wedding? No friends, no family. Just a tv crew and a manipulative husband. I’d be so sad to miss out on all the wedding things. Maybe they already knew she was pregnant? But she was pretty drunk on the final date. Tbh she seemed drunk all the time. They seemed so bad together I can’t believe she said yes to his proposal let alone a wedding right there.
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I think probably instead of swapping partners for 3 weeks everyone on the ultimatum should just have done intense therapy for 2 months and seen where they ended up. Maybe they would have all realised they were terrible for each other. Or at the very least have learnt to communicate better
“One of the most interesting things about Elizabeth Turner was her Kiss of Death. Throughout the trilogy, all of the men she locked lips with has died - including Sao Feng in At World’s End, and (if you want to be petty about it) her father, Weatherby Swann. Usually they would die moments after kissing her for the first time. This excludes Will Turner who has kissed her several times before and beat the odds every time. However, even he succumbed to her kiss and died as well minutes after the two were hastily married by Barbossa. This is most likely a just coincidence and not something that was intentional, but years later it’s still fun to point out to friends and watch a dawn of realization hit their face when they realize that Pirate Queen Elizabeth may have also been the Grim Reaper.”
Alot of people seem to miss these two additional details:
The kiss of death only works when she’s on a boat (she never kissed Will on a boat until their wedding)
When the effect does kick in, the killing is preformed by the crew of the Dutchman.
When Jack died, he was killed by the Kraken, summoned by Davy Jones.
When Sao Feng died, was by the damage from the canons of the Dutchman
When Norrington died, it was by Bootstrap Bill, a member of it’s crew.
And when Will died, it was directly by the hands of Davy Jones.
One more thing that has struck me as odd is when she interracts with Davy Jones, he acts as if he’s seen her somewhere before. When the Empress crew point her out as the captain he has a sort of “wtf, you, you are their captain?” reaction, now you could just shake that of as Davy Jones being a misogynistic but i don’t doubt he’s seen female pirate captains before, given how long he’s lived. And when they come face to face on the Dutchman, it feels like a meeting between sworn long time enemies (at least to me).
Elizabeth, what the hell are you even and what exactly is your connection to the Dutchman.
If the Dutchman and Davy Jones are the canonical undertaker of all sailors, then Elizabeth is the one who marks them. Which makes it very, very poetic that she marries the man who takes over as captain of the Flying Dutchman.
I will remind you all that at the very beginning of the trilogy, Elizabeth is the only one who can see the Black Pearl, which at that point is considered a ghost ship.
And we find out later that Davy Jones resurrected the Pearl from its place on the ocean floor in a deal with Jack.
So whatever her connection is, it long predates her adulthood.
@thecenturiestrickle normally when i get those “✨ thecenturiestrickle ✨ just posted, we noticed they’re one of your favorites” notifications i click on them and they’re just “domesticity but make it horror” but Not This Time
so I have no idea if this is a hot take or not.
But I’ve never seen anyone discussing the fact that canonically in twilight you can’t bite babies because they are mentally frozen at the age they were turned. So surely this applies to all vampires?
So that would mean that Edward is mentally 17 even tho he’s been alive for 100+ years. I just think this makes Edward make so much more sense. Of course he’s a pretentious dick, he’s 17.
same with Carlisle, he’s only like 23. None of them have a fully formed frontal cortex. They’re making ridiculous decisions because they’re brains are frozen before they were fully developed.
anyway I don’t know if people have been saying this for years but it’s been stuck in my brain for a while. Is there anything in canon that would dispute this?
so i just finished watching the extended editions of the trilogy which is nearly 13 hrs long and this meme is correct somehow. this is the only line legolas speaks to frodo in the entire series. the only other debatable line is a scene in fellowship where legolas is speaking to gimli but frodo just happens to be near them and he’s cut to for a reaction shot. i wouldn’t really count it though since it wasnt directed at him.
someone already posted this but the kicker is at the end of return of the king where frodo sees the fellowship again and calls out to everyone by name except for legolas lmaooo
PLS i swear i saw this in another version of this post but i can’t find it now 😭
if anyone knows who wrote this scenario tag them so they can have credit asldfjslkf
@pretend-im-not-there is the one who wrote the previous scenario! and @insomniarama came up with froyo and ham 😂 so:
The Hunger Games (2012) The Hunger Games: Catching Fire (2013)
#ngl one thing i adore about this series is that the girl is dark and brooding and physically intimidating and deadly with a weapon#and the boy is soft and gentle and generous and kitchen oriented and emotionally brilliant and manipulative#they’re foils in a very traditional way but the traditional gender role split is very neatly inverted#he represents home and domesticity and babies and he’s almost fridged#but he’s not soft in a simplistic way. he knows how to work the crowd by showing a little throat#these books are too stressful for me to reread but parts of them have really stuck with me#the hunger games#peeta mellark
yeah what maculategiraffe said
The Late Traveller
I should have known, of course.
A little old hotel in the middle of nowhere, with a creaking wooden sign instead of neon? Red flag.
A hollow-eyed, weary-looking young woman at the desk who seemed hesitant to let me get a room? Red flag.
A picturesquely old-fashioned room with a patchwork quilt on the bed that smells a little too musty? HUGE red flag.
Only they’re actually not. Not the first two, anyway. I travel a lot. There are a lot more seems-haunted old-house-turned-traveller’s-rest places than most people think, and in my experience most night auditors are hollow-eyed, faintly eldritch, and disinclined to let someone check in just before dawn.
Of course, the patchwork quilt should have been a dead giveaway. Tired 80s decor and a chenille bedspread? Entirely normal. Patchwork quilt and nineteenth century charm for less than $100 a night? Sus. Very sus. Should have warned me then and there.
In my defense, I was really tired. I’d been driving for two nights and a day, I was exhausted, all my car snacks were gone, and I just wanted to close my eyes and get horizontal. I handed over some cash, stumbled upstairs, made sure the blinds were down, and passed out.
I didn’t wake up until late afternoon, and I felt like shit on a shingle when I did. It took me a couple of attempts to put on my pants and stumble out of the room to look for some sustenance. My expectations weren’t high, but most places at least have coffee-making facilities, and in a pinch a cup of coffee and chugging all the available milk will keep me going for a while. There might even be some of those little packages of cookies, which usually give me an upset stomach but are better than nothing.
There wasn’t a coffee station. What there was was a vending machine with a buzzing, flickering light inside it that made the dusty snacks look even less appealing than they already did.
I was debating whether to risk a can of soda of unknown brand and vintage - sugar and caffeine don’t readily go bad, and I was starving - when I heard a little cough behind me. “Are you a guest, dear?” the old woman said when I turned around to blink at her. She was thin and tottering, faded-looking, and while there weren’t actually cobwebs on her, she looked as if there should be.
“Yes. Is there a kitchen or something where I can get some food from this century?”
Her eyes flicked away. “There’s a diner,” she told me. “Not far down the road. You should try there. I’m afraid the facilities here aren’t what they once were.” She sighed deeply.
Belatedly, my sense for the uncanny started to tingle. “So I should check out and keep moving, huh?”
“Yes, dear. If you can,” she added, and she glanced over her shoulder. “Before sunset.”
on april fools day we should all change our icons to this
date of origin: 5th of march, 2013.
You know, I was fully ready to accept that this was a recent post and someone was proposing we all collaboratively make Mishapocalypse 2.0 happen in the Year of Our Lord 2021.