#Highwayman Films

[tundrafloe]

In an interview with Forbes this week, Noel was asked about appearing in the highwayman film “Plunkett & Macleane” in 1999!

Noel: “That was the first film I’d ever been in, and I was in it for about a second. God, I’d forgotten about that. It was nice to get back into the breeches. Having a flamboyant costume or silky blouse is always nice, and I always welcome a cape or tri-cornered hat. I was raiding the dressing-up box again, so it was perfect. I guess this is Vince Noir if he was in the 18th century. He’s definitely Vince Noir’s much older brother.”

#noel fielding #vince noir #the completely made up adventures of dick turpin #baby boosh #the mighty boosh #booshlr #mighty boosh #dick turpin

[pleasuresoftheharbor]

i think one of the most charming aspects of phil ochs as a musician and performer to me is how his love for all the various things he's passionate about shines through his art. there's a certain quality of sincerity and earnestness in his work throughout his lifetime, obviously including his topical songs and political activism but also in regards to the cinematic-ness of his songs relating back to his love of film, songs like the highwayman and the bells being drawn from poems he loved, greatest hits and jim dean of indiana with his love of elvis + james dean, etc etc. you can really tell albums like pleasures of the harbor were labors of love when it comes to all the experimenting and orchestrating. i love hearing old interviews where he talks about his music and everything that went into the writing and recording and his inspirations and whatnot, he was just so unbelievably passionate and it really showed in the art he made

#speaking

[ladyaislinn]

(As we know), Rufus is half Welsh and half Australian and recently discovered that he is a descendant, on his father's side, of a notorious 19th-century highwayman, Joseph Sewell.

'It was the kind of bullshit joke I had been making for years. Then some relatives got in touch with me when I was filming in Australia and told me I was related to this guy who was deported in 1812 for robbing a stagecoach and drinking on the sabbath. There's even a place in the outback called Sewell's Creek. Isn't that brilliant?' Rufus Sewell, the Guardian 1999

#ladyaislinn #rufus #sewell #rufussewell rufus #rufussewell #ladyaislinn69

[quill-of-thoth]

Letters from Watson: The Boscombe Valley Mystery

Part 3: The Fun Bits

can you tell by the volume of notes that this is one of my favorite cases?

Watson's value as a very patient rubber duck is thoroughly explored with this story.

I cannot fact check whether Holmes' statements about the contemporary use of "cooee" are accurate, because I am not actually sure if it's supposed to have been a word or the description of a whistle. (Pretty sure the Granada adaptation had McCarthy Sr. whistling it.)

The rest of the forensics Holmes describes are fairly plausible, though it hasn't snowed again yet somewhere that I can easily test whether the footprints of someone taking their weight off a bad foot or leg are always less distinct. I have a suspicion that the construction of everyday shoes in the 21st century (generally plastic / rubber soles with built in tread) versus 1890ish would make footprint identification very different in where we look for "definition." McCarthy wouldn't have a distinct tread pattern to match to a shoe (though we'll later see Holmes using this method on bicycle tires) so is Holmes only looking at the edges of the prints?

Anyway the appearance of Mr. Turner proves that the concept of a smash cut far predates film.

Diabetes - reminder that it absolutely was a slow death sentence before the creation of synthetic insulin, and that people have been well aware of it as a distinct disease since at minimum ancient Greece. Turner appears to have reached a stage where his breathing or circulation is pretty damn bad, based on how he's turning blue walking across the room. (Or both)

Once again, this story reminds you never to go to Austrailia, because you will either become a highwayman or get robbed by them.

The historical usage of the word slut appears to have not always referred (directly) to whether or not a woman has had sex or might have it, but to her class.

I cannot find a concrete origin point for the phrase "There but for the grace of god goes [name]" or "go I" (the version I have actually heard used in the wild before,) but the story appears to attribute it to Richard Baxter, an english clergyman of the early 1600's, best known for disagreeing with Calvinists and saying that people aren't born either pre-destined to go to hell or to heaven, and getting jailed for it. (Along with preaching to people in other ways the local calvinists didn't like, or having insufficiently kiss-ass opinions on their interpretation of the bible.)

Literally the only way Holmes would be more into this guy's work is if he were French. He's got the "fuck you people make their own choices" attitude that basically every other writer of fiction or nonfiction that Holmes ever quotes has.

You can tell that where Holmes' taste in literature and philosophy actually overlaps is on concepts and principles, not execution or genre.

Anyway Holmes is able to provide his forensic evidence and probably McCarthy Junior's alibi of having literally just returned to a defense lawyer, which is I think the first one of these stories where forensics, rather than a confession, has decided a case that has gone to court.

#Letters from Watson #The Boscombe Valley Mystery #I never expected to spend so much time wikipediaing Holmes' literary preferences #to be fair the first time I read this story Wikipedia was maybe three whole years old

[salmonandsoup]

Happy Birthday once again my good & dear friend. I'm love u. smorches

Also I already asked about this in discord BUT for the sake of blogging: What are the vamp mafia's hobbies/what they like to do in their free time? And also what are their Darkest Dungeon character parallels (since you've dragged me into playing it & I can feel it absorbing into my bones)

THANK YOU MY LOVE AND YOU'RE WELCOME FOR THE DARKEST DUNGEON BRAINROT <3

obviously i'm not gonna answer for every member cuz that would get really long and my braincells are also in the negatives buuuuut:

reuben is a cellist, a ballet dancer, and a drag queen (and he loves the ballroom scene)

feliks plays the bassoon and likes to watch and discuss films

i feel like finley ends up learning to crochet, and he also is a photographer/amateur cinematographer

ibán likes going on long walks (at his own pace, considering his bad leg). he likes Nature ™️, but he doesn't like Hiking ™️. he'd find birdwatching pretty fun too

in terms of darkest dungeon characters?

reuben is a jester, hands down. you see the vision. he has to be.

feliks gives me vibes of the thrall modded class. he hits hard and he tanks hard. if it has to be canon classes, leper for that.

tomasso would be either a jester or a highwayman, probably the latter.

louisa gives me plague doctor vibes but i'd have to check with @oops-i-accidentally

#emmett's birthday 2024 #the vampire mafia #feliks kaufmann #reuben kent #reuben j. kent #reuben james kent #tomasso scarlatti #ibán lucero garcia abascal #finley v. a. seabrooke #finley seabrooke #OC #ocs #OCs #original characters #original character

[pastel-junkyard]

Bonaparta's other books?

I was watching episode 56 to help with my Nina meta (which is almost done) when I noticed just how many books Lipsky has on his shelves. All supposedly the works of Bonaparta.

Posts by Erich-Springer on other background details inspired me to look closer, as I haven't seen anyone else do it here, at least not on Tumblr.

Here are some images.

(Had to put it on ×0.25 speed to get this one.)

I don't speak Czech, but I did find a website that allowed me to search a word in multiple dictionaries without having to type it over and over. Link below in case you want to try:

Some of the titles repeat and have a different pen-name attached to it. Also, the versions vary in thickness, to the point where I wonder how the publishers have been bulking up such short stories (if the ones we know are anything to go by).

In no particular order, the ones I've found are:

Rukaviče Bohu (Glove of God) - Emil Šebe/Jakub Faroubek

Rukaviče = glove | Bohu = God, of God (same root as Bůh in Bůh Miru/The God of Peace)

The phrase Glove of God reminds me of a stop-motion film by beloved Czech director Jiři Trnka called The Hand (Ruka). In it, a large disembodied hand demands an artist to only make sculptures in its image -- its generally accepted to be an allegory for the Soviet government censorship of art. (Wonder if it's a reference?)

Datel Tomaś (Woodpecker Tomaś) - Emil Šebe

Datel = woodpecker

Tomaś was one of the names mentioned in The God of Peace and was quoted by Johan in the 511 tape.

Loupežnik a Tři Žaby (The Bandit and the Three Frogs) - Emil Šebe

Loupežnik = bandit, robber, highwayman

How very... prophetic, provided Bonaparta wrote it before the break-in.

This may explain why, in Nina's initial flashbacks upon seeing the sign, the three frogs each said, "Hey, welcome home." They may be a folklore motif in this version of Czechia.

Babička a Osamélý Pes (The Grandmother and the Lonely Dog) - Klaus Poppe

Maybe it's more like "Grandma" than "Grandmother".

The only dogs I recall in the series are 1) the one being kicked by its owner who was then beaten up by Reinhardt Dinger in Griesheim, and 2) Ludwig, the labrador/golden retriever that was getting on people's nerves in Rühenheim.

Nestasný Netopýr (The Unhappy Bat) - Emil Šebe

Nestasný = unhappy, unfortunate

Netopýr can also be vampire apparently? Bat is the meaning that came up more though.

Billy doesn't seem all that unhappy

Oblibený Netvor (Favourite Monster) - Jakub Faroubek/Klaus Poppe

Netvor = monster, beast, behemoth

I'm not exactly sure what this could mean.

There are others that I'm not as sure on:

Pan Král(?) a Tři Poddani - Emil Šebe/Klaus Poppe

Something like "Sir King/Prince and the Three Subordinates/Thralls". Not sure on the second word but it looks like it begins with K.

Ponozky, které chvéta letat - ???

"Socks which hurried away"?

Ponozka is a sock, ponozky is pair of socks.

Chlapec z Velkýma Ušima - Klaus Poppe

"The Boy with Big Ears"

Chlap seems to be slang for a young man, whippersnapper, lad.

The big ears thing does make me think of the surveillance state again.

So yeah, that's what I've got so far. If you can make out anything I missed, please share :-)

Edit: thank you to mzencute for helping with the last example - changed chlapuc to chlapec

#naoki urasawa's monster #franz bonaparta #jaromir lipsky #animal abuse mention #bit of a posting mood this week '^_^ #pastel's posts

[not-wholly-unheroic]

4 and 27 for the ask game if you want!

4. Favorite line

I debated over a few different quotes from various versions and couldn’t quite decide so I’ll just list few of my top choices.

Barrie’s Hook:

The entire soliloquy sequence. It’s very…Shakespearean, almost? And gives us a glimpse into the inner workings of his mind and how much of a tragic character he actually is. “No little children love me.” Umm…ow?? Twelve year-old me read that and said, “Get over here and lemme give you a hug, sir.”

Original Disney Film:

“I can’t stand it any longer, I tell you! I can’t stand it…” Breaks my heart every single time.

Alternatively, “I’ll show you this ghost has blood in his veins,” is such a brief but powerful quote. Another very Shakespearean moment. He’s so dramatic. I love it!

Return to Neverland:

“Mr. Smee…be a good fellow and fix the plank…SO I CAN MAKE YOU WALK IT!!” I just die laughing at this one.

Jake and the Neverland Pirates:

“I am no mere villain… I am a villainous hero!” YES!! That’s my boy!! Give him a full redemption arc, Disney. You were SO CLOSE!!

27. Guilty pleasure

(1) Cream and sugar in his tea. In Neverland, there really isn’t a good way to get cream and sugar. Honey, maybe, but not actual sugar. So he usually drinks his tea plain. Now that he has access to cream and sugar, he’s gotten so used to going without that he doesn’t really NEED it but every once in awhile, if he’s feeling like celebrating something special or he’s having an extremely rough day and wants to treat himself, he’ll make use of them.

(2) Love stories/poems. Not the raunchy romance novels you see on shelves nowadays. But tragic and/or fluffy stuff like Romeo and Juliet, Jane Austen novels, Jane Eyre, and poems like Poe’s “Annabel Lee” and Alfred Noyes’ “The Highwayman.” He’s a hopeless romantic at heart.

#captain hook disney #disney peter pan #disney #captain hook #disney villains #peter pan #james hook #captain james hook #jm barrie #headcanons #quotes #asks

[doodlebugs-and-doodleart]

watched the 1935 film annie oakley. fave character was definitely sitting bull. he lives off a diet of cannabis and sugar (apparently). he turns the lights off by shooting them. he sleeps on the floor like a burrito. his bed flew into the wall and he searched for it under a coffee table (no that doesn't make sense in context either). he's a matchmaker. he gatecrashes the wild west show in a coach like a highwayman. he is constantly Not Amused. he wears a bowler hat and a clip on bow tie. everyone thinks he's trying to kill them but he just wants to chill. he sits through this violent argument just chilling and judging. he just wants to return this guys hat. he jogs. he is nothing like the historical person he's based off. i love him anyway here's the fanart

bonus him waking up everyone in the hotel in true american style

#doodle's art #tw gun #american history #annie oakley #classic movies #my art

[proustian-dream]

Ensoñaciones líricas sobre Joseph Cornell:

-Cajas poéticas: Homage to the Romantic Ballet, 1942; Nouveaux Contes de Fées (New Fairy Tales), 1948; Untitled (Butterfly Habitat), c. 1940. On a moonlight night in the winter of 1835 the carriage of Marie Taglioni was halted by a Russian highwayman, and that ethereal creature commanded to dance for this audience of one upon a panther’s skin spread over the snow beneath the stars. From this actuality arose the legend that, to keep alive the memory of this adventure so precious to her, Taglioni formed the habit of placing a piece of ice in her jewel casket or dressing table drawer, where melting among the sparkling stones, there was evoked a hint of the starlit heavens over the ice-covered landscape.

-Apariciones de tendajón de María Negroni (en el medio Marcel Duchamp) en Elegía Joseph Cornell. Un rosebud una frágil familia de signos un tiempo perdido en el tiempo un juguete de trapo un memento un gran pájaro sabio.

-Una definición de las cajas del propio Cornell: "Perhaps a definition of the box could be as a kind of ‘forgotten game,’ a philosophical toy of the Victorian era, with poetic or magical ‘moving parts,’ … that golden age of the toy alone should justify the ‘box’s’ existence” (Cornell Papers, The Art Institute of Chicago)

-Stills de la película-collage Rose Hobart (1936). Eclipse, azul de eternidad, corte de mujer. Dice P. Adams Sitney sobre el cine de Cornell: "Two principles of cinema emerge: that facial expression and gesture are its essential language and, more crucially, that the coming of sound has destroyed the immanent spiritual music of films. In this difficult time for cinema — the era of the sound film — the “poetic and evocative language” can appear only in “evanescent fragments” and their “realms of wonder” are necessarily mediated by the memory of silent films." (Visionary Film: The American Avant-Garde, 1943–2000)

#joseph cornell #texto #juegos olvidados en un pequeño mundo ilustrado #memorabilia del afecto y de mis combinaciones infantiles #maría negroni #my scans #apuntes de lectura

[burtlancster]

The Bird Man is a single inspired by the film Birdman of Alcatraz, performed by the folk group The Highwayman and narrated by Burt Lancaster.

#burt lancaster #the highwaymen #(not that highwaymen) #1962 #audio

[patsavage]

Savage Roads Episode #1 "Al-Andalus" Official Trailer

Canadian music legend, Harley rider and world traveller, Pat Savage takes you to exotic lands around the world! Great adventures each week with local bikers! Episode #1 is shot in sunny Spain! Vroom

#thesavageroads #bikertv #bikeradventure #bikeride #harleydavidsonmotorcycles #highwayman #patsavage #savageroads #easyrider #harley #harleydavidson #country #newepisode #filming #staytuned #oldschool #travel #tourismrecovery #music #travelgram #worldtour #travelphotography #bikeradventureseries #Youtube

[highaver]

anyway here's a quick run down of some things you might have seen actor bal in! aside from some bit parts in a number of long-running tv shows and movies & etc, these are some of his bigger projects.

The River Dragon (2006, film) - He's thirteen/fourteen in this movie and I do in fact need you to bully him about him being a baby. Balfour plays Halfdan, a young boy from the Danelaw who befriends a dragon in the River Ouse. There was a period of time where they played this yearly in that weird between-Christmas-and-end-of-year period, and it's based on a beloved children's book.

Other Lives (2007-9, tv) - A recurring role in this drama, Balfour played Jamie Wilson, the troubled son of one of the main characters. His character got killed off after three years of variously stupid plots because he was the designated Cautionary Tale Character and, honestly, he was glad to see the back of this one. It was not good. But he did get to go to Newcastle to film it, and he enjoyed that.

The Veil of Time (2012, film) - Balfour played the supporting role of Gregory, a young man from 18th century Derbyshire who was killed in mysterious circumstances. His story becomes the obsession of the main character of the film, Eva, while she's visiting the stately home in which he was killed. He got some recognition for this one on the back of a very solid performance.

The Prizefighter (2013, tv) - This is about the time when he was like "oh, I'm a period drama guy, I do period dramas". Set in the 1920s, he plays Adam Flynn, the brother of main character Amelia, who is in love with the titular prizefighter. He's a horrible, awful dude in this one and the feedback he receives the most is "wow, I was so glad when you died!" It wasn't great but it did get multiple seasons after he was written out, so whatever.

The Dead Water (2015, tv) - Balfour plays Ned Braithwaite in this tense murder mystery about a late-nineteenth century merchant ship crew. Notable for: how cosy he looks in the costumes, his curls, one particularly intense interrogation scene and the fact that the final scene of the first season leaves his character's fate entirely ambiguous. Is he dead? Does he get back home? Who knows, this show got cancelled after one season because nobody watched it and now you're going to stumble across it years later and be desperate to know what was meant to happen in season two.

Run Wild (2019, film) - His comeback project! Balfour plays Scott Miller, a Mancunian country musician in a band trying to hold itself together while the relationship at its centre falls apart. He was required to sing and play music for this film, which led to him learning how to play both the harmonica and banjo. It's his finest film yet, and he was praised for a strong start to his return to what had previously been a very, very mixed career. There was also a lot of speculation around the bts of this film as to whether he had a fling with Alfie Hoult, who was one of the duo of musicians who worked on the music, on social media. I personally would not blame you for falling in love with him a little bit in this movie.

The Highwayman (2020, film) - Uh oh, they've realised he can sing! In this R.obin H.ood retelling, set in the 18th century, Balfour plays A.lan-a-Dale and, boy, they sure do make him sing. He's playing someone from Lancashire and his accent has been perfected, thank you. This film isn't his best but was pretty decent. It's not the worst adaptation out there. The bar is low, but a solid character-first plot can get you a long way.

The G.reat B.ritish B.ake Off (2020, tv) - A charity episode that will go down in history. Balfour burned everything he tried to make except for some brownies, broke his oven, burned his hand and spent half of his time getting bleeped for swearing. There is more than one supercut of his disaster episode online. He spent most of it with his head in his hands going "why did I do this, why did any of you let me do this" but, don't worry, it was for the bit.

Wild Hunt (2021, film) - Balfour plays William, a 15th century farmer from Yorkshire who is haunted by spectral hounds. Full-on folk horror, came out in October and got a whole lot of attention, least of all for the fact that he's in every single shot and is pretty much carrying the whole thing himself. He's spoken a lot about how emotionally exhausting it was to film, but he's very proud of it. It's definitely not a film for the squeamish.

Peaked (2022, tv) - A limited series romcom. Balfour plays Joe, a handsome baker who falls for a thief, Marcus, who just pulled off the heist of the century and has decided to lay low in the Peak District until it all blows over. It's modern, for once, and a role where he actually just gets to be goofy and cute. You probably heard about it on social media because it's gay and he takes his shirt off a lot.

Herald (2023-, tv) - A drama/thriller about an investigative journalist, Alyssa Roydon, who uncovers a political scandal. Balfour plays Lucas Niven, a rival journalist with whom Roydon develops a toxic romantic relationship. Season one was highly regarded and one of the most watched programmes on television that year. Season two is set to begin in mid-2024 and is more organised crime-oriented.

Hare Spell (2024, film) - A folk horror/thriller about an accusation of witchcraft that tears an isolated village apart in 17th century Scotland. Balfour plays Thomas Kerr, the husband of Janet, the accused woman. It releases in early 2024 and reviews very well. He is very much back to breaking hearts and performing at his best in this one.

#hc. #hc. modern.

[amuseoffyre]

Have just been reminded of another film that honestly should have foretold my current obsession.

Meet the Earl of Rochester, chaotic bisexual libertine, from Plunkett and Macleane, a black comedy about a historic Gentleman Highwayman in the 1700s :D

To give you an idea of what this fella is like, first introduction for him is swanning through the brown/beige clad crowd at a cockfight, dressed like this:

Jamie: Still swinging both ways, Rochester? Rochester: Darling, I swing every way.

I love this gorgeous disaster of a film so much! Johnny Lee Miller and Robert Carlyle doing buddy crime capers with many dick jokes! Liv Tyler being absolutely savage! Ken Stott being terrifying!

Also, the soundtrack is just so frigging good! I feel the need for a rewatch 🥰

#plunkett & macleane #plunkett and macleane #alan cumming

[coffee-in-veins]

Day 29: Festival

an entry for darkest prompts promptober 2022  

previous days: 1, 2, 3,  4, 5, 6,  7,  8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 21, 22, 23, 24, 25, 26, 27, 28

now available on ao3 too

Festival NOUN - a day or period of celebration, typically for religious reasons; an organized series of concerts, plays, or films, typically one held annually in the same place.

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My lover's got humour She's the giggle at a funeral Knows everybody's disapproval I should've worshipped her sooner

-- Take me to church by Hozier

There was no surprise, Dismas supposed, that the Glorious And Blessed And Most Certainly Not Corrupt Church Of Holy And Divine Light was an organization fucked up to its very core. And he was saying that not only because a structure so widespread was inevitably corrupt and fucked up. Hell, he’d say for the most part at least they’ve played pretend well enough and used a lot of gilding to hide their real affairs. Most people genuinely saw them as benign – even those who worked there. Church devotees somehow managed to either turn a blind eye or even justify all of the completely messed up atrocities their beloved Church committed.

And commit cruelty the Church did! Like human trafficking disguised as finding gifted kids. Or self-torture which was proclaimed as the true path to righteousness. Or ban on food in those few merry months when getting it wasn’t as infuriatingly hard as it was at other times. Or forcing its most devoted lunatics to wake up in the middle of the night to praise the Light which wasn’t even fucking there for at least five more hours. Or any other things which made even bloodthirsty ex-brigand cock a disbelieving brow because what the actual fuck, how is any of this can be alright, Reynauld.

He was thinking this not only because he had the unfortunate experience of working in big voracious groups, and could tell countless tales of how any group which got any real power became fucked up quickly enough. One could argue that happened because he was only working with scum and mercenaries. Dismas could shrug in turn that it wasn’t rogues who invented indulgence. However, mostly he deduced that by being forced to work together with zealots and seeing how the glitter inevitably fell away each time their resolve was tested and failed, revealing tormented, broken people in places of former living saints.

But if there was one thing where even godless highwayman had to admit that the Church knew how to use to sell itself to the masses, it was the festivals it held for the devotees and “silly lost heavens” alike. No expense was too great, to extravagance too opulent, and if it was created by the free labour of its followers, so be it. Even in the forgotten backwaters of Hamlet, church celebrations were a captivating thing of beauty and carefully planted hope.

All Saints Day was no different.

Maybe it was the candles, white and pristine, and not offending his senses for once. Maybe it was the procession, sweet-smelling with frankincense which Dismas inevitably started associating with safety. Maybe it was the rare glimpse of optimism on people’s faces.

However, most likely it was the fact that Reynauld found his white holiday garments and was proudly wearing the new crest. There was an odd satisfaction in the highwayman’s chest when he had seen it – or the subtle yet obvious change in the other man’s posture, in the way the knight held himself. That made the cut spent on ordering the crest so much worth it and made the holiday actually bearable.

“Ready?” Reynauld turned to him, radiating against the sunset seeping into the room. Dismas just huffed with a half-shrug and scratched his unusually shaved chin which felt unpleasantly naked. On top of that, he had bothered to find a clean shirt – mostly because Rey tricked him beforehand and his favourite one was still wet. Still, that should’ve accounted for something.

Apparently, it was enough, since the crusader grabbed their candles and hurried outside to join his flock, babbling happily about The Forerunners of the Light, but made sure to include some of the spicier tales of the saints to keep Dismas entertained. A most welcome precaution, albeit an unneeded one – the rogue was surprising himself by simply enjoying the time they were spending together. The candles drew intricate glowing patterns on Rey’s chiselled face and hearing his voice being so uncharacteristically happy was a treat on its own. Despite hot droplets of wax falling on his fingers and the overall church nonsense around, the ex-brigand was content to be there.

That was, before they met the Abbot.

Because Reynauld immediately rushed to His Holiness, leaving him behind, and Dismas’ good mood burst like a soap bubble.

Sure, “I’ll be right back,” the other man said.

“Just stay here,” the knight threw over his shoulder as he was sprinting away.

“Don’t let the candlelight die,” he reminded the rogue, already from afar.

It was almost poetic that the next gust of wind left rogue’s candle with but a whiff of smoke coming from the glowing wick – but then again, maybe he was merely self-sabotaging as always, and let his hand fall to his side instead of shielding the gentle light. Despite the laughter and flickering candlelight all around him, he remained in the shadows. As one with his background should be, arguably.

He was oh so tired of chasing glisten.

With an exhausted sigh, the seasoned sinner turned and sulked away from the glimmering procession towards the dingy-lit windows of the Tavern – the only light which remained in his life, apparently. So much for trying--

“Dismas? Dis! Where are you?” a familiar voice called behind him, followed by heavy footsteps and a knight stopped in front of him, barely keeping his candle from going out. “There you are! I asked you to wait for me, why wouldn’t you?”

“You… came back,” Dismas muttered, unable to quench the surprise in his voice.

“Of course I did, I told you I would, didn’t I?” the knight cocked a heavy brow. It looked so odd on his usually vexed face, and so familiar. He must’ve picked some of the highwayman’s mannerisms. “I had to remind His Holiness that I cannot do my duties as Relic Bearer this year.”

“You cannot?”

“It’s the head of the procession and I know you hate the limelight. Besides, you’d have to abstain from booze and hearty foods for a week to be allowed there, and I didn’t want to—Dismas, your candle!”

Too stunned by the new information, the highwayman blinked at the half-melted piece of wax in his hand:

“What ‘bout it?”

“It went out,” Reynauld complained as if it was a tragedy.

“Ah,” Dismas paused and technically didn’t even lie when he said. “Wind.”

“Oh, those are holy flames, Dis, you’re supposed to take care of them,” Rey glanced around like a boy who was about to yank someone’s braid and stood towards the ex-brigand. “It’s frowned upon, but I want you to keep the flame…”

Wicks touched, charred against burning, and in a few moments, there were two tiny flickering lights to chase the darkness away, like two unsteady heartbeats suspended in the night. Dismas supposed it was fitting, that Rey’s broad smile was outlined with a golden glow. He was breaking the rules, maybe, but he was breaking the rules for them… whatever they were.

“Let’s go back to the festival, I haven’t told you the story of Saint Elmo, I think you two would have had a lot to talk about if you ever met…”

#sorry for the immense delay #life is throwing wrenches at me #so i want fluff #dd promptober 2022 #mention of church being fucked up #because it is #dismas #reynauld #Reymas #Saint Elmo is a cool dude #or rather was i suppose #darkest dungeon #fanfic #The bloodied journal page || my writing #The tapestries of words || my ao3 #dd highwayman #dd crusader

[wolfpants]

I was tagged by the lovely @maziktheli to share 6 favourite songs! This was... hard 😆 I love music so much so choosing just 6 was a challenge! I've tried to span a few genres (because my taste is very eclectic) but I don't think I even did very good with that! So while not all my favourite-favourite artists on here, some of my favourite songs are, and I've tried to pick ones that move me and make me ✨feel things

001. Teardrop - Massive Attack // the love I have for this song knows no bounds. It's one of those songs that within the first few bars, it's instantly recognisable. Sends shivers down my spine every time.

002. Mandy Love Theme - Jóhann Jóhannsson // God. Mandy. That film is like someone just dipped a hand into my brain and spread the contents across the screen. Jóhann was an incredibly gifted artist and this OST is on constant rotation in my home.

003. Highwayman - Highwaymen // This isn't just about killing several birds with one stone (I'm the biggest Willie fangirl and I love Johnny Cash and Waylon Jennings) - this song owns me. Every time I hear it I get a little lump in my throat. It's so atmospheric.

004. Teddy Picker - Arctic Monkeys // Okay, onto something jauntier sounding (but, as ever with AM, the lyrics are deliciously grim). I genuinely think Alex Turner will go down in history as one of the greatest musicians of our times.

005. Mother - Highasakite // Highasakite are my pop pick for this list and they're so underrated. I'm baffled they don't have a wider reach. They're also incredible live. This song is delicious.

006. In My View - Young Fathers // I had to throw in some local heroes here. Young Fathers are absolutely TOP TIER. I love this song.

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no pressure tagging @getawayfox @moony-saraneth @oknowkiss @kbrick @maesterchill @tackytigerfic @skeptiquewrites and anyone else who sees this and wants to share!

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#OTD in 1750 – Death of highwayman, “Captain” James MacLaine.

Born in Co Monaghan, MacLaine was a notorious highwayman with his accomplice William Plunkett. He was known as the “Gentleman Highwayman” as a result of his courteous behaviour during his robberies. He famously robbed Horace Walpole, and was eventually hanged at Tyburn. The film Plunkett and Macleane was based loosely on his exploits. MacLaine was the second of two sons of an Irish Presbyterian…

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