the captive's return

CP bachelor AU: part 12

part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 4 | part 5 | part 6 | part 7 | part 8 | part 9 | part 10 | part 11

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The clouds that threatened rain earlier in the day have subsided, bunching themselves cosily near the horizon as though they’re aware that what Laurent needs more than anything else is a good sunset to serve as a backdrop. Laurent sits in the grass near the edge of the headland, looking down onto the dark sand of the beach. The water shades abruptly from turquoise to teal a few hundred metres offshore, a meandering divide that becomes less and less distinct as the sun creeps down.

Part of the reason Laurent has been so strict with the show’s budget is that he’s been determined, all along, to produce a finale that is truly spectacular. Sunsets over the ocean aren’t exactly easy to come by, on Australia’s east coast, and it’s an irony of geography that the nearest west coast belongs to another country entirely.

But that makes it better, Laurent thinks, gazing out over the vista of Te Henga. Crossing the sea. The romance of destination.

“I don’t suppose you’d be prepared to give us a hint,” says a voice from behind him.

“And spoil your authentic, on-camera emotional response?” Laurent shoots back. “Please, Jokaste.”

Jokaste steps up next to him; Laurent has to tilt his head to take her in. Her hair is braided back, one plait forming a headband and the others looped intricately into a knot at the back of her head. She’s wearing a long flowing dress of pale lavender, just a shade away from overtly bridal, and it somehow manages to accentuate the porcelain of her skin instead of calling out unpleasant pink or yellow tones. Laurent makes a note to give someone in wardrobe a bonus for that.

“You do know who he’s going to choose, don’t you?” she says.

“Of course,” Laurent lies, cool and easy.

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Tim Drake finally returns from his imprisonment and Dick’s first instinct is to wrap him in the biggest hug ever. But Tim had been isolated in a cage for months with no human contact and at least some sensory deprivation. So Dick’s hugs which once made him feel warm and safe and wanted and all those squishy happy feelings, just make him feel overwhelmed and trapped. He can’t help flinching as soon as someone touches him and even though being hugged used to be comforting, now it just makes his chest tighten with panic and his skin crawl and his head pound as he tries to cope with all the heightened sensory input. And all he wants is to relax in his brother’s arms and revel in the feeling of blessed human touch after being alone for so long but he just can’t and he hates it.

New Captive Prince Tags

Laurent: small yellow kitten thinks of nothing but murder all day

Damen: overly muscled murder puppy king

Nikandros: mom friend not so secretly wondering if it’s time for new friends

Jord: hufflepuff friend continues to try to defend slytherin bff

Charls: dad at teen girl concert just happy to be included

Vannes: lesbian friend getting shit down and staying in her lane

Jokaste: local super villain just trying to get superhero to ask them out

Erasmus: tiny fluffy woodland creature

Lazar: local frat bro surprised that line actually worked

Nicaise: soap opera character on desert island until plot calls for their return

Pallas: sudden burst of confidence not sure the hell it came from either

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Shakespeare and Sin

In which Archie distracts the reader in the best way possible.

Pairing: Archie Andrews x Reader

Warnings: Smut, smut and more smut!

A/N: so I got a super positive response for me writing some riverdale smut and a request for some Archie x Reader so here it is. Pass me the holy water people!

You were sat at your desk desperately trying to finish your English essay whilst listening to the red-headed jock on your bed whine and groan about how bored he was. That boy was Archie Andrews – jock, musician and certified fuckboy. You weren’t really sure why he was there or what you were to him. All you knew was that despite his complete lack of judgement in sticky situations and his gullible nature, he was a total sweetheart and he liked you a lot. You were snapped out of your daze by the feeling of strong arms embracing you from behind and slightly chapped lips against your neck.

“You need a break…” he murmured against your skin, the vibrations sending shivers down your spine.

“I can’t…I have to finish this…” your voice trailed off as his lips found your ear, nibbling on the lobe lightly and eliciting a moan from your throat.

“Please (Y/N), can’t you just do it later?”

You were tempted and his breath on your skin clouded your judgement momentarily before you swallowed and composed yourself.

“Arch…I can’t,” you tried and failed to sound convincing and as you turned to attempt to look him in the eyes with faux sincerity he simply wet his lips and nodded. You turned back to your work, scanning the page trying to recollect your thoughts. You could feel Archie behind you still and you tried to ignore the sound of his heavy breathing and concentrate on the task at hand. His calloused hand came to rest on your shoulder and after a few seconds you noticed it inching further and further down. Your mouth became dry as his fingertips trailed down over your collarbone then further still. His finger circled around your nipple through the thin material of your tank top and your breath hitched in your throat. His finger didn’t linger though, it continued its path down your stomach and past your navel and heat flooded your cheeks the further south they got. The pressure between your legs built with anticipation and you clamped your thighs shut upon instinct. You swallowed the lump in your throat and he coaxed your legs apart slowly. Your arm curled behind you to grasp his neck and pull him in for a sloppy kiss, essay completely forgotten. How was it that he knew exactly what you wanted – exactly what you needed?

His long fingers began making slow, languid strokes against you, through your leggings and you bit your lip to stifle the moans threatening to escape your lips. His head rested in the crook of neck, sucking and biting on your sweet spot and leaving dark purple marks there. His hand drifted upwards to the waistband of your leggings and expertly slipped inside. The sudden skin-on-skin contact made you gasp and his palm flattened against you. Painfully slowly he slipped a finger into your entrance and you couldn’t stop yourself from moaning his name in sultry tone. This made him gasp and encouraged him to slip in another finger, keeping them still and teasing you mercilessly.

“Please Arch I-I need…” you stammered, bucking your hips against his fingers in a feeble attempt to gain some friction. He grinned boyishly at the effect he had on you and pressed a chaste kiss to your cheek before pumping his fingers. You groaned, finally satisfied by the pleasure he was providing you. Apparently, Archie wasn’t because he moved his thumb to press on your most sensitive bundle of nerves. One of your hands clutched the arm of your desk-chair whilst the other rested behind his neck, tangling your fingers in his luscious red locks. He began to pick up his pace, thumb circling your clit furiously whilst he whispered unforgivable things in your ear. With one final curl of his fingers you came undone around him, walls clamping around his fingers and his name falling from your lips in a guttural moan. He continued his movements until you had ridden out your high, falling limp against the chair, utterly spent. You gazed up at him with a captivated smile and he returned your stare with a lopsided grin.

“Better than your essay?” he asked, biting his lip and raising his brows in childlike anticipation for your answer. You hand came to rest on your chin as you mocked contemplation.

“I dunno Arch, Shakespeare might have got the upper hand with this one,” his eyes lowered to look at the ground and he mumbled a disappointed “oh…” until you burst into a fit of giggles. “I’m kidding Archie! It was amazing…you are amazing.”

With that you leaped up from your seat and pulled him into a tight embrace, peppering him with quick kisses to which he laughed and returned them in response. You had fallen for this boy, hard and every second you were with him you seemed to fall harder.

obsessive-nymph  asked:

Hey there!! I just want to say that i LOVE your blog, it's so interesting and funny and magical and colorful and just, the perfect blog about Kuroshitsuji that i know~ 😇💕 Ok, so my question is that if you think that Lizzy was suspicious about Our!Ciel's true identity before the whole thing with Bravat started? Cause' i just re-read chapter 66 and on the 8th page seems like Lizzy had a moment of realization or maybe shock because of Our!Ciel's "idk what u talkin' about" face, but idk 😦

Thanks! :D

Yes, many people wonder why Lizzy didn’t notice anything and become suspicious of our Ciel until recently, but like you said, she did notice and she was suspicious!! For example, she noticed that the “Ciel” who returned from captivity was smaller than her, she also noticed that he didn’t call her “Lizzy” like he used to do (ch58).

She noticed that Ciel was coughing in Campania arc (ch56).

She also noticed in the Easter chapter that our Ciel didn’t remember certain events from their childhood .

She noticed all these little oddities and that’s why she eventually tested our Ciel by lying to him about the Easter eggs 

and our Ciel didn’t realise it was a lie and fell for it.

And this occurrence reinforced Lizzy’s doubts

and caused her a lot of distress…

of which Blavat then took advantage in the current arc :/

So yeah, what we really need is a flashback from her POV where we can see what she was truly thinking in those scenes.

CP bachelor AU: part 6

part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 4 | part 5

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“Psh.” Halvik makes a dismissive sound. “Look at that. A waste.”

Laurent would stab himself rather than admit it, but he’s always been a tad intimidated by Halvik. She’s been a contentedly mid-level producer for as long as Laurent has been alive, and while never actually pushing back against his authority, she always gives the impression that she’s humouring him because she finds him amusing.

Laurent follows her gaze to where Damen, Kallias and Erasmus are talking, ankle-deep in the surf.

“A waste?” he says.

“Of good genetic material.” Halvik heaves a sigh. “That boy shouldn’t be throwing himself away on more boys. Look at my girl Kashel. Wouldn’t they have attractive children?”

Laurent glances up into Halvik’s eyes, which are solemn beneath thick and perfectly groomed brows. He is at least seventy percent sure he’s being teased, and that if he says anything cutting about heterosexuals she will laugh at him.

He looks at Kashel, then back at Damen. Kashel is black-haired and curvy, with a wide smile; Laurent supposes that she’s pretty, if you’re into that kind of thing.

“Yes,” he says instead, because it’s not like Halvik is wrong.

Halvik laughs anyway, claps him on the shoulder, and wanders off, probably to tweak Kashel’s sarong skirt into a more precarious angle on her hips.

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Eight Things You Should Know About Tolkien's Thranduil

Okay, you’ve seen the Hobbit movies but you just can’t get into the book.  Or, you read the book years ago and you don’t remember every detail.  I’m here to help.

1. Thranduil did not refuse to help the Dwarves when Smaug attacked.  We don’t know what he did - Tolkien never wrote anything about it.  Jackson’s preamble is complete fabrication.

2. Thranduil did not consider the Silvan Elves to be ‘lesser’ Elves:

Oropher [his father] had come among them with only a handful of Sindar, and they were soon merged with the Silvan Elves, adopting their language and taking names of Silvan form and style… . They wished indeed to become Silvan folk and to return, as they said, to the simple life natural to the Elves before the invitation of the Valar had disturbed it. (Unfinished Tales, 'The History of Galadriel and Celeborn’ p 249)

3. Thranduil did not aid the Men of Esgaroth out of self-interest:

But the king, when he received the prayers of Bard, had pity, for he was the lord of a good and kindly people; so turning his march, which had at first been direct towards the Mountain, he hastened now down the river to the Long Lake. (The Hobbit, 'Fire and Water’ p 255)

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Stay, Roman brethren! Gracious conqueror, Victorious Titus, rue the tears I shed, A mother’s tears in passion for her son: And if thy sons were ever dear to thee, O, think my son to be as dear to me! Sufficeth not that we are brought to Rome, to beautify thy triumphs and return, captive to thee and to thy Roman yoke, But must my sons be slaughter’d in the streets, for valiant doings in their country’s cause? O, if to fight for king and commonweal were piety in thine, it is in these. Andronicus, stain not thy tomb with blood! Wilt thou draw near the nature of the gods? Draw near them then in being merciful. Sweet mercy is nobility’s true badge. Thrice noble Titus, spare my first-born son!

nataku-s  asked:

Regarding the 2CT theory there's something I don't understand. I'm not sure if you've answered it before but considering the twins had different mannerisms and that one of them was sickly, wouldn't someone have realized that our Ciel wasn't the real one?

Hi there! I’ve been asked this question indeed many times before, so please check out the tag “2CT” or “Two Ciels theory” on my blog for a detailed explanation! :D

To answer your question briefly,

1) Some people (especially Tanaka and maybe also Frances) might already know that our Ciel isn’t the real Ciel, but just chose to say nothing. (For instance, Tanaka always calls our Ciel “young master” and not by his name, even though we know from ch19 that he used to call real Ciel “Lord Ciel”)

2) Lizzy noticed that there was something odd about the boy who came back as “Ciel” (ch58). She noticed that he was smaller and that he called her “Elizabeth” and not “Lizzy” as real Ciel used to do.

3) Aside from Tanaka, how often did Ciel meet the Midfords and Madam Red in the past 3 years to begin with? Finny, Mey-Rin and Bard were hired back in 1887, i.e. one year before the series started (1888), but they didn’t know who Lizzy is (ch2) which means that Lizzy hadn’t come visit him for one year at least. So if they didn’t have that many opportunities to see each other to begin with (it’s not like they live in the neighbourhood), then it’s no wonder that Lizzy couldn’t figure out that Ciel isn’t real Ciel until Campania arc.

4) For some reason, our Ciel didn’t have any asthma attack ever since he returned from captivity (until Circus arc).

5) Yana confirmed that the twins are meant to look completely identical. This means that it was extremely difficult for people to tell them apart just by their looks!

6) This is fiction. And in fiction, anything is possible!! xD For instance, there’s a movie called “Prestige” and (Warning: big spoiler)

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Winter Shadow, chapter 6

There’s a lot of Bucky’s POV (italics) in this one, which is kinda dumb because if you’ve seen Civil War, you’ll know this stuff.  Sorry x

She was taken in. Not too roughly, but not too gently either. Handcuffed, thrust into the back of a windowless van, the Widow climbing in after her, and banging on the driver’s partition.  The van started, and she felt it moving off into traffic, not too fast, trying not to attract attention.  She shifted slightly, trying to ease her shoulders and get more comfortable.  Time to assess first, before acting, before trying to escape.

And then it hit her. Why escape? Why leave one captivity, to return to another? For years, she had returned to Hydra because of James, drawn to him, programmed, compelled, to be there with him. Then he left, and she reverted to acting solely on command. Go out, complete mission, return.  But now, the electroshocks had agitated her brain, resetting her neuronal connections, shaken loose the commands. Perhaps not all of them, she still felt the urge to fight, to run, but now she felt that she could choose whether to act on those orders. Now she could think about who and why she might fight, where she might run.  The choice was too great, after decades under control, the idea of free will was tantalising and terrifying.  For now though, she would choose to wait.

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Some numbers to put things in perspective

* Bismuth has been bubbled since episode 100. We are on 123.

* After Ocean Gem, Lapis was held captive until The Return, for 25 episodes. She got one appearance during this time, in The Message.

* Then she was immediately snatched away again in Jailbreak and proceeded to be trapped in Malachite until Super Watermelon Island, (with a couple dream appearances in one episode, Chille Tid) bringing her absence up to 52 episodes.

* Jasper appeared for only seconds in Super Watermelon Island and did not appear again until Alone at Sea, bringing her absence up to 42 episodes.

* In the 23 episodes since Bismuth has been gone, the hypocrisy of treating her like a criminal has been brought up at least once (Storm in the Room) and so has the tragic nature of keeping her locked away (Mindful Education).

Conclusions:

* Bismuth has not been gone for very long.

* Bismuth’s case is actively being treated as sympathetic. By episode count, she’s getting more acknowledgement than Lapis did.

* Showing us a fascinating character and then playing keep-away is apparently a favorite writing technique of the crewniverse.

* Take it easy y’all she’ll be back

Prompt: Svidge - He doesn’t know why but ever since he met that green clad warrior from an alternate dimension he can’t help but wish he was able to get to know her.

More for @januarycarnation! No words can describe how much I love this prompt.

Obvs. Pidge is over 18 in this.

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“What are you doing?”

Sven turned to see Slav approach. He returned his gaze to the stars beyond the great window before him.

“Thinking.”

“About? You’ve been distracted lately. It’s causing a 12% increase in the chances of mission failures in this reality,” Slav stated.

“Ya, sorry. I will try to focus.”

Slav stood by Sven and stared out into the stars.

“We’re partners, Sven.”

Sven nodded but did not respond.

“I hope you figure this out,” Slav finally said before walking off.

“Me too,” Sven responded.

As he gazed out at the universe, he wondered what she was doing at that moment. It wasn’t just that they were part of very different teams - they were an entire universe away. The woman he’d met, the one that her friends had called Pidge, was not a part of his reality. Sven wondered if perhaps she was close to the version of himself in her reality. Shiro, they had said his name was. The warriors appeared to be fond of him, but he chose to imagine that she and his alternate universe self were more than friends.

He sighed and reached his thoughts out to her. He hoped that she was safe.

It’s silly, no? he thought to himself, I barely talked to her and yet she captivated me.

Slav’s appearance returned his thoughts to a subject that he’d been actively avoiding. He didn’t want to get his hopes up, but before he could stop it, his mind contemplated the possibility of Pidge existing in his reality. He wondered if the difference between Shiro’s Pidge and his Pidge would be like the difference between Princess Allura and Empress Allura. He hoped that it would be more like the difference between him and Shiro.

Sven sighed again and headed off to prepare for the Gun of Gamara’s meeting.

We have bigger concerns.

His thoughts stayed on the woman in green.

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“Do you have the device?” Sven asked.

“In 2.45% of realities I forget it,” Slav responded from behind him.

“And this is one of those realities?”

“No,” Slav laughed and Sven smiled.

“Good. Let’s finish this.”

Sven pushed open the hole he’d made in the hull of the ship and the two slipped inside. Their mission was simple: A Exart Class battlecruiser was orbiting planet Malem, one of the few planets that had remained outside of Altean control. The battlecruiser was deploying troops to the planet and implementing their “peacekeeping” system. The Guns of Gamara gained bypass codes as well as ship logs and were planning on destroying the ship from the inside.

“Guard shift is about the change,” Sven whispered. “Let’s go on three.”

He held up his fingers, “Three, two, one…”

The two rushed forward and skirted around the corner, making to the next hall before the new guard drone took position. The next two hallways were unguarded, Slav simply looped the camera feed to mask their movement.

“Almost there,” Sven commented.

“There’s a 97.36% chance that this mission will be a success in this reality,” Slav reported.

“Good,” Sven smiled.

They reached the last door and Sven raised his gun, ready to shoot anyone that accidentally came across them. Slav placed a metallic cube on the panel and activated it.

“Hey, you there! What are you doing!” a female voice shouted from the end of the hall.

“Hurry!” Sven shouted.

“Almost there…” Slav reported.

Sven fired his gun, but the woman drew her shield and deflected it. Her face was covered by a mask, but the markings on her armor indicated that she was in fact an Altean and not a mind-controlled soldier. Sven frowned - the soldiers were easier to deal with.

As Slav shouted triumphantly behind him, Sven engaged his opponent in battle.

“Hurry up!” he shouted.

He ran forward while firing, causing the Altean to hide behind her shield. Suddenly, alarms began blaring all around them. The noise caught Sven off-guard for a split second, but it was long enough for the woman to draw her gun and fire at him. A cord wrapped around his leg and his body was slammed to the ground. She tried to run around him, but he recovered quickly. He snatched her foot as she ran by and she fell straight into the metal floor.

“We have to go!” Slav shouted as he exited the room.

Sven leapt to his feet and took off after Slav. They attempted to make their way back to their shuttle, but the sight of dozens of guards changed their plan. Instead, they headed to the hangar. The Altean was hot on their trail, but a few careful shots by Sven slowed her down. The blasts grazed her helmet, but it wasn’t enough to stop her entirely. Based on the cursing and loud “clunk” Sven heard, the Altean discarded the damaged helmet as she ran.

“That one!” Slav shouted as they entered the hangar, indicating the nearest ship. “Into the pilot’s seat. And don’t crash it this time.”

“I’ll try not to!”

They boarded the back of the transport class shuttle and Sven slid into the front seat. He slammed a button to close the door, but they weren’t fast enough.

“Put your hands up,” a woman’s voice ordered.

Sven spun around in his seat, hands in the air. The Altean had slipped in behind them and held her gun to Slav’s head.

“Pidge?” the name slipped from Sven’s mouth.

No, this isn’t Pidge. She’s Altean. She has the green markings on her face, and those ears…

“How do you know that name?” her eyes filled with panic. “We’ve never met.”

“We have,” Sven told her.

It technically wasn’t a lie, but the statement distracted her just long enough for Slav to draw his gun. He fired and she fell to the ground.

“In this reality, the Guns of Gamara win,” he said before turning to Sven. “Don’t worry, it’s was on stun.”

Sven nodded before quickly clearing his mind and turning around to fire up the engines. As they flew away, the battlecruiser lit up in flames. Once they were a safe distance from the explosion, Sven spared a quick glance at his unconscious passenger.

She exists in this reality.

A brief history of Colonial Virginia

Virginia was the very first of the 13 colonies to be (successfully) settled, and is at the heart of the story of colonial America, from the establishment of Jamestown in 1607, to being the home state of George Washington.

Before I actually get into the colonization of Virginia, I want to give some background on the area, since Virginia was already home to a fairly powerful empire when the English came to shore, and this kingdom plays a major role in colonial Virginia’s story. Most American tribes north of Mexico never established their own countries, living tribal lifestyles, but there were a handful of exceptions, one of them being the Powhatan Confederacy. The Powhatan confederacy was established around 1590 by, unsurprisingly, the Powhatan tribe, under a chief named Wahunsenacawh, also called Wahunsonacock (often just called chief Powhatan), who, with the help of his younger brother Opechancanough, a skilled warrior, managed to bring about 30 tribes under his overlordship, forcing their chiefs to give tribute to him and be subservient to him, turning a large part of coastal Virginia, around 20,000 square kilometers by Thomas Jefferson’s estimate, into a small Powhatan Empire by 1607, when the English arrived.

1612 depiction of Wahunsenacawh by John Smith

Speaking of the English, in 1606, King James I granted a charter to the Virginia company to establish colonies upon the coasts of the New World, however, the Virginia Company was split into competing factions, one based in London and one in Plymouth, so the 1606 charter actually gave two grants, one to each company. The Plymouth company was allocated land stretching roughly from the modern Maine-Canada border to Chesapeake bay, and the London company was granted lands from Long island sound to Cape Fear. If you’re familiar with American geography, you’ll notice that a considerable territory, from Long Island Sound to Chesapeake Bay, was actually granted to both companies. In order to prevent conflict, James ordered that in this area, the Plymouth and London colonies could not be within 100 miles of each other. Probably would have been easier to just make a clear border between the grants, but I digress.

On December 20 1606, 105 settlers and 39 sailors of the London company set forth on three ships to establish a colony in Virginia. After 144 days at sea, on April 26 1607, they finally made it to America! In order to prevent other potential colonizers (read: Spain) from attacking their new settlement, they were instructed to travel upriver and establish themselves inland, they sailed up the James river (named after their king), and founded their settlement, Jamestown (named after the same king), with plans to mine for precious metals and trade with natives to survive, which would prove easier said than done. The colonists couldn’t find any gold, couldn’t grow any silk, and couldn’t sell what little they could grow, coupled with losses from disease and Powhatan raids (which Opechancanough conveniently blamed on the Chesapeake, a rival tribe) made the settlers question if Jamestown could survive. 

What about our old friends in the Plymouth company, how’s their colonization effort going? The real question is; “What colonization effort?” It’s not that the Plymouth men didn’t try, they did, it was just a failure. In July of 1607, about 100 settlers for the Plymouth colony landed at the mouth of Maine’s Kennebec river, and established what’s known as the Popham colony, named after it’s leader, George Popham. by the end of 1607, half the colonists went home, as resources in Popham were scarce, and by that time next year, the rest had packed up and returned to England as well. With Popham a failure, in 1609, the London company was given the lands previously allotted to their counterparts in Plymouth, making them the sole English colonial authority in America. Back to Jamestown. Later that year, the company sent out a massive, crucial export of supplies and colonists to the colony, called the Third Supply, to help Virginia grow and prosper, but a massive hurricane destroyed most of the shipment, with the one of the nine ships, the Sea Venture, having been deliberately crashed on Bermuda to save it from sinking.

From the timbers of the Sea Venture, her sailors, all of whom had survived the storm, built two small ships to carry the remaining suppies to Virginia, while some stayed behind to claim the uninhabited, unclaimed Bermuda for England. Seven of the other ships, all carrying colonists but no supplies, managed to make it safely to Virginia. But, with only a fraction of the supplies intended for the colony, the third shipment ended up ushering in one of the most devastating events in the young colony’s history: The Starving Time. In the winter of 1609-10, a combination of low supplies, a drought stifling agricultural production, and hostility with the locals preventing trade, led to a famine that, of the 500 men, women, and children living in Jamestown in late 1609, left only 60 alive by spring of 1610. Archaeological evidence shows that the situation was so dire, the Virginian colonists were forced to cannibalize the dead to stay alive. With all seeming lost, they set sail to return to England and Jamestown was abandoned.

Skull fragment of a teenage girl found at Jamestown, showing chop marks indicative of cannibalism.

Thomas West, 3rd Baron De La Warr, better known as Lord Delaware, was unwilling to give up, and after the King gave him authorization to take over the Virginia colony, he sent a fleet of relief ships with supplies and colonists to Jamestown. These ships just so happened to intercept the ships carrying the survivors of the Starving Time, who regarded the relief fleet as a miracle, and with new hope for the colony, they returned, ready for Jamestown round 2. Although Lord Delaware helped breathe new life into the colony, his time in leadership also strained the already tense relations with the Powhatan. Raids by poth Powhatan and English were frequent, and Lord Delaware engaged in the conquest of Powhatan lands by capturing small villages near Jamestown. By July, tensions had reached their climax, and Lord Delaware demanded that the Powhatan return all English captives and property, or face war. Wahunsenacawh, unwilling to negotiate with the Baron, made a counter-demand that the English stay in Jamestown, or leave Virginia, prompting Delaware to up the stakes, demanding the return of captives and property or face the destruction of every Powhatan village around Jamestown. Wahunsenacawh never even responded to this message. A month passed with no response, and Delaware was tired of waiting. War was declared, and Delaware sent men to attack the Paspahegh, one of the Powhatan tributary tribes, burning their capital and executing the family of their chief. The war carried on for four years, with the English sporadically burning Powhatan villages, and the Powhatan raiding Jamestown in response.

While all this was happening, John Rolfe, a sailor who had been aboard the Sea Venture, was experimenting with new tobacco strains to try and create a cash crop for the colony, and in 1612, he had succeeded, and the prosperity of Jamestown was secured. Rolfe also helped the colony by ending the war, in 1614, he married Pocahontas, daughter of Wahunsenacawh, bringing peace between the English and Powhatan, however, the peace would not last. Three years later, Pocahontas died after contracting a disease in England, and disease spread back in Virginia, coupled with poor harvests, caused tensions to escalate. Opechancanough, who was chief now that his brother had died, tried to maintain friendly relations, but once his diplomat and advisor, Nemattenew, who had been suspected of killing a settler named Morgan and stealing his hat was felled by an angry mob, Opechancanough wanted to get rid of the English, and planned a surprise attack. On March 22 1622, Opechancanogh’s plan was put in action, and all along the James River, Powhatan warriors massacred English settlers, sometimes wiping out entire towns, leaving  347 colonists dead. Jamestown was actually spared from the attacks thanks to a native named Chanco who forewarned Jamestown, giving them time to prepare. The next year, colonists William Tucker and John Potts sought revenge by tricking the Powhatan into a phony truce where they toasted with poison-laced alcohol, killing around 100 Powhatan and making another hundred ill. Throughout the next decade, the second war raged on much as it did before 1632, when both sides agreed to an uneasy truce.

1628 depiction of Powhatan warriors killing colonists in the 1622 massacre

It’s during the Second Anglo-Powhatan war, in 1624, that Virginia was transferred from the authority of the London company to the English government, becoming a proper colony, although in the following decades the crown cut lands off from Virginia to create new colonies such as Maryland and Carolina. After 12 years of peace, Opechancanough, wanting to restore his empire to it’s former glory, decided to wage one last war on the English. On March 18, 1844, Opechancanough waged another series of surprise attacks, killing over 500 colonists, which, although a larger number than had been killed in the 1622 strikes, was a smaller percentage of the population (10% as opposed to ~30%), as Virginia had seen great population increase as it became rich off tobacco exports. Opechancanough, sticking with his old tactics, didn’t make any followup, instead waiting for the English to respond with surrender or attack. That July, the Virginians made their move, marching on nearly all tribes still within the confederacy’s borders, waging war and burning villages as they went. The war went on for only 2 years, until Virginia governor William Berkeley led his men on a siege of Opechancanough’s stronghold, capturing him and his advisors, imprisoning most of them, but choosing to execute the old chief, Opechancanough at Jamestown, where he, nearly 100 at this point, was shot in the back.

With the death of the warrior chief, all the remaining tribes under Powhatan rule broke off, reducing the confederacy back to just the Powhatan tribe, with the new chief, Necotowance, swearing vassalage to England, the confederacy would later fall and become part of Virginia in 1684. In order to try and prevent further bloodshed, the English created a border between English and Indian lands, with people on both sides needing to get a special pass from border forts to enter the other territory. In 1649, three years after the war, the mother country, England, had fallen into control of the Parliamentarians at the end of the English civil war, beheading king Charles I, and putting the authoritarian puritan Oliver Cromwell in control. Although most colonies, particularly the ones settled by puritans, pledged allegiance to the new government, Virginia was among those to remain loyal to the crown, and was regarded by the English Commonwealth’s government as being in rebellion, in 1650, parliament declared an embargo on Virginia and other rebellious colonies (Antigua, Bermuda, and Barbados), and authorized privateers to attack any vessel that broke the embargo. The civil war led to many cavaliers (royalists) settling in the colony to escape the Cromwell regime, but in 1652, the puritan Richard Bennett was made governor, and Virginia now answered to Cromwell. Despite being under Commonwealth rue for the next 8 years, when the English crown was restored in 1660, Virginia was held in high regard for it’s loyaty, being dubbed  "the Old Dominion" by Charles II, a nickname Virginia has kept to this day.

In 1676, 100 years before the signing of the Declaration of Independence, Virginians under the command of Nathaniel Bacon, in an army made up mostly of indentured servants and African slaves but with others from all demographics of Virginian society, who were opposed to governor William Berkeley’s refusal to address native attacks near the frontier (Berkeley profited greatly from trade with the frontier tribes, and didn’t want to lose the income), or consider expanding westward.  Bacon and his men marched on Jamestown, confronting the governor and the burgesses (Virginian colonial government leaders), forcing them at gunpoint to allow an increased military presence on the frontier, but, they failed to deliver, and once news of eight colonists on the frontier being killed came to Bacon, he raised his army up again and marched on Jamestown, burning the city to the ground. After months of violence, Bacon died of dysentery and his rebellion collapsed. Berkeley returned to power, and a new capital was built at Williamsburg, and 23 men were executed as rebels. After an investigation, King Charles II relieved Berkeley of his duties and forced reforms to be implemented in Virginia to keep the colonists happy.

The ruins of Jamestown as they appeared in 1854, long after Bacon and his men burned the city.

For the next century, things were relatively quiet in Virginia, until the 1760s, when tensions between the colonists and the British government began to boil. As the British passed acts of taxation to pay for it’s debts from the Seven Years War (known to Americans as the French and Indian War), and Virginians, notably Patrick Henry, began to denounce this “taxation without representation” as tyrannical, and dissent grew among both the Virginian government and populace, their chief argument being that since they were a colony, without any parliamentary representation, they owed no allegiance to parliament, only to the king. After the Boston Tea Party, the House of Burgesses announced their solidarity with Massachusetts, much to the dismay of governor Lord Dunmore. That August they held the First Virginia Convention, agreeing on a boycott of British goods, solidarity with the other colonies, and elected delegates for the Continental Congress. On April 20, 1775, a day after the battles at Lexington and Concord, some of the first battles of the war for independence, Dunmore ordered Williamsburg’s gunpowder supply to be seized before it coud fall into rebel hands, but Patrick Henry and his militiamen seized it. In November, with his popularity at near-zero, Dunmore fled Virginia and declared that the colony was in a state of rebellion, at this point, George Washington, a Virginian himself, was leading the Continental Army, and Virginia’s government was solidly in rebel hands. In December of that year, Virginian militias won the Battle of Great Bridge, securing Norfolk.

For most of the war’s early years, Virginia actually saw fairly little fighting, but Virginians still played a crucial role in this early stage of the war, with Virginian soldiers marching north, south, and west, to help the other colonies fend off the redcoats, as well as creating a prison camp for British and Hessian captives. On May 15 1776,the Fifth Virginia convention declared that Virginia was independent, no longer part of the British Empire, and encouraged other colonies to do the same, leading to the continental congress approving the Declaration of Independence (penned by another great Virginian, Thomas Jefferson), on July 4 1776, giving birth to the United States of America. In May of 1779, the British made a move on Virginia when Admiral George Collier attempted to cut off the state’s trade with the West Indies by capturing Portsmouth and using it as a base to attack the Americans, but this strategy ultimately failed when planned reinforcements failed to arrive. In response to the renewed assault on the state, Thomas Jefferson, who was now governor, moved the capital of Virginia further inland to Richmond in 1780, but that didn’t prevent the traitorous Benedict Arnold from successfully attacking the city, burning most of it in December.

Arnold and General William Phillips continued to attack Virginia, and the American militias were unable to fend off the British advances, prompting Washington to send General Gilbert du Motier, Marquis de Lafayette to Virginia to help defend the state. Lafayette avoided any direct confrontation, fearing Arnold and Phillips’ superior numbers (7,200 to 3,200), instead choosing to join up with other generals to consolidate his forces before moving to follow General Charles Cornwallis who moved to Yorktown to make a base, and on October 6 1781, the Americans laid siege to the city, forcing Cornwallis to surrender. The Victory at Yorktown was one of the most significant of the war, as it played a role in forcing British Parliament to accept peace with the United States, and on September 3 1783, The Treaty of Paris was signed, and American Independence was secured.

1791 painting depicting the surrender of Cornwallis

anonymous asked:

Wait, can you remind me what are the two rings that Ciel is wearing? There was one that Sebastian fetched out (presumably from the twin's body) and one that Madame Red handed to him upon his return, yes? So which ring signifies what? Also, which one is the one that Elisabeth broke at the beginning of the manga/anime? I forgot that there are two rings and now I'm confused @_@

Hi there!

Ciel wears two rings: the Phantomhive ring on his left thumb and the seal ring on his right middle finger.

Phantomhive ring (aka “blue ring”):

  • the “ring” everyone is talking about in regards to the “who stole the candy from my tummy” message (ch128)
  • Lizzy once broke it but Sebastian later fixed it (ch2)
  • it has been handed down to each head of the Phantomhive family (Vincent used to wear it, too)
  • it’s made of blue diamond
  • it’s not clear how Ciel retrieved this ring after he was freed from the occulotists, but a popular theory is that he took it out from real!Ciel’s body after he died


Seal ring

  • has probably no plot-related importance
  • Madam Red handed it back to Ciel after he returned from captivity (ch62)

Alright. Let’s go over the brave new world that exists now that the portal has returned its captive at last.

I’m still almost entirely confident that Grunkle Stan is Stanley Pines, and he has been impersonating Stanford Pines while Stanford was locked in the portal machine or traveling the alternate universe or banished to the shadow realm or whatever. 

I became extremely angry at Stan during the last episode, and ultimately the statement about his loyalty was unfair to him in retrospect. That being said, the only ethical failing that the end of the episode absolved him of was that he is no longer literally plotting the end of the world. He is still a liar, a crook, and a coward who continued to lie to the children even as the feds were hauling him away. I don’t believe he is in league with Bill Cipher at this point, although it’s entirely possible that he’s being influenced by Bill subconsciously, similar to the incident with Mabel and the damned window. (It’s gone! Finally!) Stan still put the entire universe at risk for the sake of finding his brother. I understand that decision; Mabel would do the same thing in his place, and Dipper would definitely consider it. It’s reckless and probably wrong, but understandable.

As to the future? Stanford Pines has multiple serious arrest warrants out with his name on them. The town is swarming with federal agents. Stan is an outlaw, Dipper probably still doesn’t trust him, and Stanford might not have warm feelings either. Every building in town suffered substantial damage in the gravity surges; if this wasn’t a children’s show I’d expect hundreds of people are dead. The machine is broken, probably beyond repair. There’s still a rogues’ gallery of loose end characters waiting to show back up. And then there’s Bill.

I’m going to be honest, the fakeout of Stan not actually working for Bill doesn’t sit right with me. I guess that his ominous insinuations at the start of this episode were in reference to him likely being arrested for firing off the machine, but there’s enough other evidence that I’m extremely wary. At least twice, Stan has said the exact words of Bill. If Stanford owned the house, it’s difficult to blame Stan for the Bill-marks everywhere (except, notably, the one in the “MYSTERY SHACK” sign over the front door), especially as we know there was a point where Stanford trusted Bill. 

I’ve got a lot of questions.