You turn away from pouring yourself a drink to face your grandmother, who is smiling at you. "Thor?” you ask. She nods, and you smile softly to yourself. “Yeah, he is."
"He’s telling your great grand-father quite some stories.” She winks at you. “I just hope they’re all true."
You laugh. "Well considering we met when he was pulling me out of a pile of rubble, they probably are.” Your grandmother pats your shoulder gently and moves away to talk to your cousin. You watch her briefly before moving to the doorway leading to the living room.
Thor sits on the couch with your great-grandfather seated next to him and your father in the arm chair diagonal of him. He’s waving his arms somewhat wildly as he tells one of his wild stories-probably one from another one of the nine worlds by the way he seems to be speaking. You smile and turn away to go join your sister, not wanting to interrupt the moment.
As nervous as you were to bring an alien home to meet your family, you could not be happier.
((So it’s Mermay and all the daily blogs were making cute mermaids and I was so excited and I accidentally spent 3 weeks and made character sheets because I was so excited!!!! haha))
Meruem mermaid! He’s the most feared and respected ruler under the sea and is renowned for his beauty! He is part deep sea creature and has a scary disposition so don’t cross him or get too close…. unless you are a cute blind jellyfish mermaid
(For those who don't have access. Keep in mind, this is very bare-bones and fails to capture the full effect, but should give you some idea of the scene. There's a lot of back-and-forth, close-up cuts between Ben, Washington, and a medium shot of both of them. I did not detail every time this happens.)
[The shot looks out from inside a tent. It is Night. Ben approaches, walking past one guard to enter the tent.]
[The shot turns to reveal a long table. Washington sits at the other end, quill in hand and surrounded by paperwork. He glances up, studies Ben for several seconds before taking a breath and laying his quill down.]
I'm reviewing General Orders to be published tomorrow. I seem to recall requesting you write the report on the execution of Col. Bradford and Sgt. Hickey.
[Ben seems taken aback]
Yes sir (he approaches) you should have it, sir. (touches a piece of paper) It's, uh, it's right here in front of you.
(casually) You were to detail their final words. Their confession to counterfeiting. Instead, you make them sound like villains, and unrepentant ones.
Which is the truth.
(smiling) Yet it doesn't ring true. Men seldom revel in their evil in the gallows.
Well, I don't see them as men.
(looking at his paper instead of Ben, speaks softly) What do you see them as?
...scum. traitors. Tories.
(keeps writing) My mother could be considered a Tory...
(visibly distressed) Sir, you know that I mean-
-that's not the point. (looks at Ben) The point is discretion. As you yourself have stressed.
But don't you see? In the interest of discretion, we're protecting the reputation of /snakes/.
(smiles broadly, as if amused) And what do you think the Tories would call your friend, Woodhull, if they catch him?
(pauses, shifts) The same thing that they called my friend, Nathan Hale. An enemy spy.
Hm. The low sort. Not even a man. (evenly) Your thoughts were with Hale when you saw those men hanged.
(looks away) Yes sir.
When you see /any/ man hanged.
(looks down) Yes, sir.
And how many executions have you witnessed?
(looks to Washington) Fourteen, sir.
But Hale is not like Hickey. For his cause was just.
(pauses, seems to consider) Do you remember his final words?
Of course. They were inspired by Cato, which we performed together at Yale.
(Ben looks away, seems to struggle for a moment)
"I only regret that I have but one life to lose for my country,"
(smiles, nods) Hm, very good. (with a small laugh) Except, he never said it. (lowers voice) /We/ did.
[Ben frowns, confused. Washington reaches over and pushes out a chair for him. Ben hesitates before sitting.]
When I received the news from Captain Montressor, Gen. Howe's Aide de Camp, it described Hale behaving with great composure and resolution. (Ben nods) Before hanging, he said he thought it the duty of every good officer to obey any order given him by his Commander in Chief.
(Ben appears greatly troubled by this)
He wished to be seen as a soldier, not a spy. He wasn't selflessly thinking of his country, but rather his own reputation. How his death would be received by his family, upon learning their son was a spy.
(Ben remains silent and still further troubled. He mouths he word 'no' once.)
(softly) Yes. We altered what he said. And thus converted a failed mission into an act of martyrdom. I imagine Captain Hale would approve.
(Ben continues to look uncomfortable, shifting and closing his eyes, finally looks up at Washington)
And so you think the Tories will turn these assassins into martyrs as well?
(emphatically) Not if we brand them as forgers first. Though it must be convincing. Our conflict with His Majesty erupted into full war over a single page of words on paper. The great contest we now find ourselves in is over whose word will be the final one.
(somewhat thickly, forced) I understand, sir. But, with respect, I'm afraid I cannot be the one to write it.
(momentarily looks away, looks back) Then I will write it.
(Ben immediately and wordlessly stands, returns the chair, and after a minute bow hurries away. Washington watches him leave, expression neutral.)
Hogwarts. The school in which we send our children to when the time comes for them to learn magic, the school we went to ourselves when we were just children. It was a safe haven all throughout the war against You-Know-Who, but is it still safe?
How can it be, when there is a student missing?
“We didn’t notice at first,” a sixth year Gryffindor said when asked about his missing roommate, “He keeps different hours then us - comes in real late and heads out early. He likes to walk around the grounds, see?”
In fact, it was a sixth year Hufflepuff that first noticed the Gryffindor was missing.
“I didn’t really worry at first,” the female Hufflepuff, a friend of the missing student, said, “Sometimes he’ll skip meals and even classes to go help Hagrid with whatever needs doing, Hagrid’s never complained and he always keeps up with his work so the teachers never stopped him. The thing is, he never misses Care of Magical Creature - it’s his favorite class and the only one we share so we make a point to go since it’s hard to spend time together otherwise - but that day he did. And I just knew something was wrong.”
The student went straight to Professor McGonagall, the Deputy Headmistress and Gryffindor House Head, who in turn went to the Headmaster when a quick search failed to locate the missing Gryffindor.
Headmaster Dumbledore canceled several classes so that more teachers could help do a more thorough search that brought them to the Forbidden Forest.
Sources say that Professors McGonagall and Flitwick accompanied Mister Hagrid into the forest to search for the student but there’s yet to be any news on whether he - or his body - has been found.
Our sources also say that Headmaster Dumbledore did not partake in the search due to informing the student’s family- whom have all declined to comment but are understandably distressed about the situation - of the situation.
Is this a simple tale of a student whom wandered too far into the Forbidden Forest? Or is this a more complex story of some nefarious plot targeting this poor sixth year Regardless, the question on all of our minds is this:
How about ❝It amused me to make you ashamed of it.❞ with merlahad? Plz? :3
“It amused me to make you ashamed of it.”
Lachlan’s hands clench underneath the table, but he forces his face to remain impassive, although he’s sure it hides nothing from Harry.
It’s barely a word, hissed out from behind clenched teeth.
“Because I’m a fool. Because I couldn’t admit to myself how I felt and it was easier to pretend I was like the rest of these pricks. I’ve grown up pretending to be just like everyone else, and part of that has always been to find someone else who was even more different than myself.”
Lachlan stands up so quickly his chair falls backwards and clatters against the floor. “Ye will never pass as a gentleman, Harry Hart, but ye deserve this lot. Congrats, the position of Galahad is yours. I withdraw.”
His hands are shaking as he walks away, and he wonders why his chest hurts so much more now that he knows how Harry truly feels.
hey my fellow four and a half corvo/geoff shippers what do u think of the two of them settling together as an item quietly just one day the two of them Share A Kiss and bed after they figure out their feelings for one another and theres no big Show Off when they get together jus two men finding calm solace w/ one another and emily gets Two (2) whole dads and she is so happy to see corvo happy again and its good and great. also couple goals is getting yourself and husband turned into stone as your daughter runs off to save the isles
wants to create a chaos magician who is cold, very reserved, and kind of maybe has some feelings for his master
does the exact opposite; falls in love hard and has the emotional capacity of six bipolar people, five pregnant women, and one teenage girl on her period. also, dimples and way too tall for existence.