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anghraine · 1 year

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Here's the GW1/Gwen Thackeray rambling post I promised @venndaai a ... while ago. It is extremely rambling, and also, I feel like I should probably warn for something. GW1 keeps the true brutality of the Charr invasion offscreen, but it doesn't really conceal what's happening.

Um—okay, CW for, hm, military conquest, mentions of large-scale killing and enslavement, including sometimes specific references to the means of death. Also spoilers for a lot of GW1.

As I've mentioned before, Gwen is my favorite character in the entire series, despite the GW1 writing being more uneven than GW2's (I think GW1's writing tends to be conceptually/structurally "better" but the execution on the sentence level is very unreliable). I can't remember everything I've said about it before, so here are ALL of my Gwen/Ascalon Blorbo Emotions.

GW1, especially the original game (re-titled Prophecies), tends to be very railroad-y in story terms, even by comparison to GW2. As a Prophecies character, you're an Ascalonian living in your home before the Searing, and a new member of the elite Ascalon Vanguard led by King Adelbern's son and heir, Prince Rurik.

As the game starts, you're finishing up your training in Ascalon City. You receive the command to go just outside the city to meet the trainer for your profession (usually mesmer in my case). The moment that you walk out the front gates, you see a shrine on your left, attended by a female monk, and a dark-haired little girl skipping around. Both the monk and the girl have quests for you.

The girl, of course, is the young Gwen (she had no other name back then). We're not told her age at the time, though if I recall correctly, the lore says she's ten. In my opinion, she looks and acts considerably younger.

In any case, she has lost her flute just across a nearby river. She's too afraid of the local skale to fetch it herself, and asks you to do it for her. However, when you kill the skale and go across the river, you discover the flute is broken, much to her dismay.

You do your various early adventures, and when you go back to the city to sell to the merchant, you have the option to buy things like a flute, a fairly expensive red cape, and the like. These are things you can give to Gwen. If you buy her the flute, she always has it afterwards (well, until the Searing...), and if you talk to her again after buying her a new flute, she'll follow you around and periodically heal you by playing the instrument.

You can also give her red iris flowers, to her delight. They're her favorite flower and spawn throughout the pre-Searing zones (if you talk to the right person, you'll discover that she uses them to make flower wreaths for a friendly dolyak). If you do this enough, she bonds with you, and will eventually give you something she considers valuable: a red shred of a tapestry (its purpose would not be revealed until the third expansion—it's part of a hall of achievements).

As she follows you around, she also chatters quite a lot about various things, including what little we know of her early history. Unlike a lot of NPC major characters, she has no ties to royalty or aristocracy or anything like that. She's the daughter of a random adventurer and of a village woman near Ashford Abbey. She sort of wants to be a warrior, but she really likes the mesmers' superior sense of fashion, and it's a struggle (#relatable; also, she does ultimately become a mesmer).

She mentions one specific mesmer, incidentally: Lady Althea, the daughter of Duke Barradin. Althea runs a theatre outside of the city, teaches students in illusion magic, and true to mesmer form, wears one of my favorite outfits in the game.

—but which tragically has yet to be ported to GW2. Anyway.

As the pre-Searing game progresses, we learn that after the last king died, the next person in the line of succession would have been Duke Barradin, Althea's father. He stepped aside for Adelbern, a war hero, and thus far, a competent and largely popular king who is loyally supported by Barradin, among others. The only opposition to his rule at this point comes from obnoxious snobs.

Anyway, Althea is engaged to Prince Rurik, Adelbern's son, and little Gwen wants to go to the royal wedding. She's never actually seen the prince and wonders if she ever will (she doesn't, in the event).

*deep breath* Then the Searing happens.

The Searing is devastating for both the land and the Ascalonians. The earth is turned into a cracked desolation marked with burning crystals. Rivers turn to sludge. Thousands of people are killed in the Searing alone and thousands more flee from the Charr invaders. Althea Barradin is taken captive and burned alive, down to ashes. Other people are captured and enslaved. Even GW2 says the Ascalonian aqueducts ran red with blood after the Searing.

As for the PC, you belatedly discover the details of this upon returning from a two-year Vanguard mission away from the heart of Ascalon. The full Charr invasion force is still being held back by what remains of Ascalon's armies, but Charr forces break through at points, and it's obvious the Ascalonians are now losing.

Meanwhile, the Ascalonian people are deeply traumatized. Enough of them went insane after the Searing that Ashford Abbey has been converted into a mental sanitarium. NPCs are trying to put together a census to figure out who is even alive at this point. In the battered but still standing Ascalon City, the random guards are like:

By and large, GW1 does not pull its punches.

As for Gwen, you have no idea what happened to her at this stage, though you find her flute—broken again—out in the desolation beyond Ascalon City. In fact, Prophecies never reveals what happened to her, and the two stand-alone expansions are in totally different locations with different, Charr-unrelated, plots (they're set in Cantha and Elona respectively, and for the full stories, you would make new Canthan and Elonian characters to play them).

Meanwhile, Prince Rurik (who adored his fiancée Althea) and the PC gradually realize the Ascalonians can't win this war. They need to accept the help offered by their traditional enemies in Kryta and take refuge there for the sake of their people. King Adelbern is ... not the same after the Searing and increasingly irrational. He refuses and disowns his son when Rurik argues with him.

Rurik is like ... fuck it, and he leads anyone who will go with him into the Shiverpeaks to get to Kryta, including the PC. Some friendly dwarves help out (there were lots of dwarves back then), while the malevolent Stone Summit (who I think oppressed the dredge??) try to kill the refugees and end up just murdering Rurik for no particular reason. This series of events is why the Ascalonian sector of Divinity's Reach is "Rurikton," though he himself never made it to Kryta.

BTW, Rurik's sword would be found and seized by Rytlock many generations later. This is what Logan is referring to in GW2 when he snaps at Rytlock, "Gut me? With what? That human-made sword you looted from Ascalon?" And 200+ years after the fact, Adelbern is still grief-stricken by how terribly wrong things went with Rurik. His mental state seems to have declined even faster after Rurik's death, which Rytlock mocks him over in the Ascalonian Catacombs dungeon. This is a tangent, but, well.

After Rurik's death, you lead the refugees the rest of the way to Kryta. There, the also-theocratic but ostensibly benevolent White Mantle leadership of the country has offered you a settlement for the Ascalonian refugees. (The settlement is continually besieged but still standing in GW2, though the Ascalonians there are treated fairly dismissively.) You help the settlement and White Mantle for awhile before discovering the latter are super evil. You end up switching allegiances, and helping to overthrow them and place the daughter of the former king of Kryta (who fled during the Charr's triple invasion of Kryta, Orr, and Ascalon) on the throne.

(This post doesn't get into the invasions of Kryta and Orr, which don't have even the tenuous justification of the invasion of Ascalon. But they also happened around the same time, and the Orrians were terrified of experiencing what the Ascalonians did.)

The plot continues but is mostly unrelated to this arc. So you deal with Canthan stuff in Factions and then Elona stuff in Nightfall. And then, some eight or nine years after the Searing, you end up traveling wayyyyy north into Norn lands (this is the first time we encounter Norn) and discover a sanctuary there, the Eye of the North, which is actually home to a bunch of Ascalonians.

I can't remember if it's a GW2 retcon or not, but the Norn were actually pretty pro-Charr as far as the invasion went, apparently because they thought it was super badass, so they let the Charr pass through their lands. But they also let Ascalonian strike teams have a base up north, presumably also because they found it badass (I don't actually remember the rationale for the Ascalonian base otherwise).

Anyway. These Ascalonians are the early Ebon Vanguard, who at the time, are an elite force answering to King Adelbern and operating deep behind Charr enemy lines. Their numbers have grown, however, through the rescue and recruitment of human former slaves, prisoners, and refugees of the Charr. This matters because you're greeted by one of them when you arrive—a Vanguard member named Gwen.

Yup, it's her, at last.

So we find out what happened to her. She has some quests, and becomes both a hero (an NPC companion with a lot of player control options) and actually playable in a sort of mini-episode where you try to finagle her escape from the Charr and find out what her life was like before then.

Real bad, it turns out.

Back in/after the Searing, her mother was killed, and tiny Gwen wandered desperately around the devastated landscape, looking for help. This is kindly illustrated!

Instead, the Charr found her and enslaved her, which was apparently their standard practice for children. According to Gwen's official story, she "toiled under the constant lash" of Charr masters for seven years. Many other human slaves around her either broke and/or were killed. Gwen herself was afraid of the Charr but also developed a seething hatred of them.

At seventeen, she tried to escape and was quickly recaptured and judged useless by the Charr, except as a final entertainment. See, they had this fun practice of setting up gladiatorial matches inside their camps "for the glory of the legions." They'd set unarmed human slaves against wild animals and get a kick out of the humans being disemboweled (this is 100% canon!). So here's 17-y-o Gwen right before her planned disembowelment:

However! Gwen was smart and tricky enough to outwit the beast supposed to kill her, and she managed to kill it (iirc) and escaped into the labyrinthine tunnels below. These turned out to be the Charr's grisly depository for the bodies of those killed in the death matches over the years. Gwen was hardened enough by then to make her way through the dead, determined to escape for good. On the way, she discovered a book of mesmer spells and was able to learn them as she continued on.

She knew she'd be killed in an even more painful way if she were ever captured again, and the only thing to do was to keep going. She emerged from the tunnels and fled her pursuers, striking out for the mountains. On the way, she was discovered again—this time, by members of the Ebon Vanguard operating in Charr territory. She escaped with them, joined the Vanguard, and served them loyally.

That's not the end, though. By the time the PC meets Gwen, she is still very psychologically damaged, and part of her ruthlessness and rage comes from lingering fear. In the course of the plot, you end up freeing some Charr dissenters—not dissenters from the conquest or the Searing (this is explicit), but from being subject to theocratic rule based on gods who have turned out to be false (this is why Charr in GW2 are so hung up on trusting weaponry and "not false gods"). One of these dissenters is Pyre Fierceshot, a Charr hero by GW2 (and also a playable companion-hero in GW1). Gwen is immediately and intensely hostile towards him, as might be expected, while he proves to actually be trustworthy.

He calls her "mouse" (as Charr call all humans) and vaguely trolls her, but is ultimately fairly understanding of why she's so angry and scared. He turns out to be kind of trying to help her overcome her terror, and when the PC asks if he blames her for her rage and fear, he responds, "No. She was a prisoner of the Charr." But in his view, her fear is still crippling her and he's trying to get her to overcome it (because she's not useful!).

Gwen and Pyre end up cooperating in order to accomplish assorted things, but mainly working to spark a Charr revolution against the shaman caste whom Gwen and Pyre both have reasons to want gone (as does the PC, especially if you're a Prophecies character—and therefore an Ascalonian survivor of the Searing). Gwen does ultimately end up processing (some of) her trauma and overcoming her fear, and faces Pyre again. He asks if she's come to apologize, and this is what she says:

I want you to know: I do not like you. I do not forgive you. But most of all, I do not fear you. I hate you. There’s a difference.

me: 😍

I was concerned that her arc would culminate in her being shown to be wholly unreasonable and forgiving the Charr dissenters even though they're deeply complicit in what she, the PC, and their people have suffered. But no! She never forgives the Charr (at least in life), and she is never anything but a relentless opponent of them who seeks revenge and gets a lot of it, because she kills so many Charr that they remember her with fear and hatred as Gwen the Goremonger.

What an icon <3

Sometimes people will be like, well, the conflict depends on your POV, the Charr did bad things, but so did Gwen to become the Goremonger #bothsides. And I'm just like, "how dare you besmirch the honor of my blorbo, Gwen did nothing wrong in her entire life, THANKS."

But then we get to my least favorite part of her arc, though she remains incredible overall. It's the obligatory het stuff that I was complaining about awhile ago.

I don't know when they decided she was going to be the ancestor of the human mentor in GW2—maybe it was planned the whole time for Eye of the North (third expansion), maybe not. They had a sort of proto-Living World thing with new releases after the core Eye of the North story while working on GW2, which were meant to culminate in the founding of Ebonhawke. The arc got cut short because of a push from higher-ups to get GW2 out (RIP, Ebonhawke arc that I would have been incredibly into).

Some of what we did get, though, involved Gwen's romance with Keiran Thackeray, another member of the Vanguard. He made "advances" that she coolly rebuffed, but this turned out to be more a product of her trauma and difficulty connecting with people or trusting them than anything else. When she thought he and his unit had died, she was deeply upset that she'd never get the chance to make things right blah blah blah. It's got shades of Han/Leia in ESB, which would normally be a compliment (my favorite movie!), but isn't from me (I dislike the Han/Leia dynamic in 80% of ESB, actually!).

Anyway, he's not actually dead, and she's super relieved, and they end up getting married, and I suspect this whole "she needs to get over being cold and hard and he's just the guy to do it" dynamic exists mostly for the sake of Logan's existence in GW2. There's also a subplot involving her dead mother being on Team Keiran that I won't go into, but it all just feels kind of forced "of course our strong female character needs a man" to me.

It might annoy me a bit less if Logan, the result and likely partial cause of Gwen getting slated for romance, were not as bland as the romance itself. But while I generally like him, he is very milquetoast. I used to call him the beige heartthrob and even so, only realized how bland he is when I played a sylvari, and discovered the mentors are not all like that.

On the bright side, the obligatory het romance does not prevent Gwen from a life of righteous bloody vengeance. If anything, her husband likely helped out, which makes him slightly less annoying. They served together in the north until Adelbern sent the Ebon Vanguard and a suspicious number of civilians south to establish/fortify/defend Ebonhawke. Gwen's superior had died earlier and Gwen was in charge by then, and to go by the account in GW2, she made for an inspiring and hardcore leader on the way to Ebonhawke and in its defense over the rest of her life. She's a beloved hero and icon to the Ascalonians of over 200 years later, and her grave is still imbued with the magical power of being that cool.

#anghraine babbles #(this time very definitely for real)#long post #guild wars #guild wars 2 #gwen thackeray #althea barradin #prince rurik #adelbern #anghraine's pics #anghraine's gaming #ascalonian grudgeblog #pyre fierceshot #keiran thackeray critical #gwen x keiran critical #logan thackeray critical #anghraine's meta #gw1 spoilers

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mrsbsmooth · 7 months

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Love is Blind

Clayton "Blaze" Jackson is a firefighter, his real name is Clayton but he’s ex military. He has a dog named Daisy and she’s a Dalmatian

Nico Tarentelli is Italian, grew up on a winery but moved to the States to be a stunt person. very sexual but looking for a partner who's his best friend (also ready to settle down and put his old ways behind him)

Kieran Walsh is an ex-professional (american) football player, now coaches kids, very sweet and family-oriented. His parents have been together for 30 years, grandparents for 60.

Zayid (surname??) is from Jordan, speaks Persian, went to Princeton, very charitable, started his own business and recently sold it. He's very sweet, his Dad died before he graduated. [side note he’s definitely the prince lol]

Danny Ramos previously had cancer, has a twin sister. Owns a beachfront dive bar in Malibu with her called Danny's Dive. Has a cat named Opal. He is funny, but humor is important to him because he said if he could laugh through that, he could do anything. He also has a dad bod not a six pack

Gee is a gym bro and a fucking douche

Jimmy wants to smell you

Nate is a mama's boy

Parker is up himself, way too forward, and kinda rude.

Choosing your route:

I've gone through and replayed the original questions multiple times (mapped them out, God I'm a nerd.)

The only choice that matters is the very first one.

Find True Love: Your first date will be with Gee. Your second date will be with Blaze.

Be a Star: Your first date will be with Nate. Your second date will be with Keiran.

Experience New Things: Your first date will be with Jimmy. Your second date will be with Nico

Make lifelong friends: Your first date will be with Parker. Your second date will be with Danny.

Regardless of which option you pick:

The 'Mystery guy' will be your second date

You cannot meet Zayid until later (Tell me if someone figures out how to get him because I've played every route through to this point and couldn't get him).

Later, whichever guy you pick to “further your relationship” with is the one who will offer you the ultimatum

#love is blind #lib netflix #love is blind game #not litg

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irl-leafbug · 3 months

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MY SILLIES ɞ˚‧｡⋆𓍢ִ໋🎀

Take A Look At My Carrd For More Info About Me!! Find It In My Pinned ♡

(A ton OC info under the cut)

HERE'S INFO ABOUT EVERYONE!!! Going In Order From Left To Right 😋 Also Pricilla Isnt Mine Shes My Girlfriend's!!! @puppistars

Elsie Swanson

☆Daughter of the girl (unnamed sister) in 'The Six Swans'

☆Pansexual + Trans (She/her) // Royal w/ Rebel ideals (ex. Briar)

☆Pet muntjac deer, named Mirabella

☆Cursed to be mute until her story is complete, she uses an AAC tablet to communicate

☆Ever is her ex, but they still get along

☆She's Student Crowncil treasurer

☆Her BFFAs are Cedar, Fiore, Pricilla, and Ever

☆She's friends with Rosabella, Darling, Lizzie, and Cerise

☆She loves history and art!! In her free time she weaves her own lace, crochets, and sews

She often makes lace for Lizzies designs, so she can get exactly what she's looking for

☆She was my first OC!! Her main references were from Ashlynn so they look pretty similar- She's still in the redesign process to move more away from that but for now shes cute :D

Ever Charming

☆A Charming destined to be the prince in 'Fairer than a Fairy'

☆Bisexual (He/him) // Rebel

☆Pet otter, named Storm

☆His magic touch is looking through relective surfaces to see the other side, whoever is on the other end cannot see or hear him

☆Elsie is his ex, but they still get along

Has never been with Fiore and has no interest in her outside of friendship

☆He doesn't like extracurriculars, but he'll occasionally be found helping Student Crowncil for Elsie

☆His BFFAs are Elsie, Sparrow, and Melody

☆He's friends with Pricilla, Fiore, Raven, and Cerise

☆He's like. Kind of insufferable

"Thats not even REAL music" "Can you even name 5 songs????"

Do NOT engage with him in a record shop

☆My most recent OC!!! I Hate Him!!!!! /pos Hes a gross little emo boy and I wanna shake him around violently (lovingly) I referenced Dexter as well as a lotttt of Pinterest photos of random emo and hipster boys

Pricilla Paonne

☆Daughter of Princess Rosette from 'Princess Rosette'

☆Sapphic (She/her) // Rebel

☆Pet toy poodle, named Princeton

She dresses him up with little bows

☆Allergic to Peacocks, she only likes them for the aesthetics

☆Her younger sister will be taking over her destiny in her place

☆Dating Fiore

☆She's a cheerleader on Feybelle's team

☆Lana Del Fey's #1 fan on Spotify (Spotifairy?)

☆She has a secret Lana Del Fey tumblr

☆Will get into heated arguments with Ever about "real music"

☆My girlfriend's OC :) I dragged her in,,, (Hi Keiran :D)

Fiore Fairest

☆Daughter of Fairer than a Fairy (the princess) from 'Fairer than a Fairy'

☆Lesbian (She/her) // Royal w/ Rebel ideals (ex. Maddie or Cedar)

☆Pet dog named Barcus, and pet cat named Keanu (pets given for her story)

☆Her magic touch is sending messages through reflective surfaces, although she can't see what's on the other side

☆Dating Pricilla

☆She's one of the Dragon Games players

☆Her BFFAs are Elsie, Darling, and Rosabella

☆She's friends with Ever, Raven, and Cerise

☆She loves her hero classes, training is one of her favorite activities and she spends a lot of free time working out

☆She's a good leader and very confident, but she can also be bossy and judgemental

☆My 2nd OC!! She's based mostly on the Dragon Games line, as well as tiny references to Darling and Holly

#MY SWEET BABIES!!!#Ive Had Them For A While But I Never Drew Anything Of All Of Them Together :)#I Need To Draw Them More...#eah #eah royals #ever after high #eah rebels #ever after high art #my arts #leaf bug's sillies #eah ocs #eah oc #ever after high oc

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thepastisalreadywritten · 3 months

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By Keiran Smith

15 January 2024

SYDNEY (AP) — A day after an Australian became queen of Denmark, her native land on Monday celebrated the unlikely fairy tale with cocktails, picnics and a “Danish Fiesta.”

Mary Donaldson’s journey from Tasmania to the world’s first Australian-born queen has captivated both Danes and Australians.

People gathered to mark the occasion across Australia, including Queen Mary’s hometown of Hobart, the capital of the southern island state of Tasmania.

In Melbourne, scores gathered at Denmark House, one of Melbourne’s oldest social clubs, to celebrate the coronation with a special cultural event.

“It’s not something that happens every day that you have an Australian becoming queen. I don’t know if it will ever happen again,” Danish Club Vice President Lykka Borup told the Australian Broadcasting Corporation.

Mary’s husband, Crown Prince Frederik, was proclaimed king of the European nation on Sunday, two weeks after his 83-year-old mother, Queen Margrethe II, announced she would be the first Danish royal to abdicate in about 900 years.

Several landmarks in Hobart were lit up in Denmark’s red and white colors, as many residents celebrated with a picnic or a high tea at Taroona Beach, near Queen Mary’s childhood home.

Celebrations were also held at the Slip Inn, the Sydney pub where the royal couple first met during the 2000 Olympics.

The establishment announced it was hosting a “Danish Fiesta” during January, with a special “There’s Something About Mary” cocktail.

Prime Minister Anthony Albanese described Queen Mary’s ascension as a “great day.”

“She has carried herself in a way that I think just brings enormous support and pride to all Australians,” he told the ABC’s Radio National program on Monday.

“We’re very proud that Hobart-born Mary Donaldson has become the queen of Denmark,” he said.

Albanese said his government has made a donation to a charity that works to protect the endangered Tasmanian devil.

“Mary grew up in Tasmania, and so it is fitting Australia marks this occasion with a gift to support the conservation of the Tasmanian devil,” he said in a statement.

Jeremy Rockliff, premier of Mary’s home state, said Tasmanians “could not be prouder of Queen Mary, and there was always an open invitation for the royal couple to visit."

The Tasmanian government also said it would send a gift of a table of Huon pine, a Tasmanian timber, handmade by a local furniture maker, and make a donation to a charity that supports children’s wellbeing.

It’s a cause that the 51-year-old Queen Mary, a mother of four, actively supported during her two decades as crown princess of Denmark.

#King Frederik X of Denmark #Queen Mary of Denmark #Danish Royal Family #Denmark #Australia #Mary Donaldson #Danish Fiesta #Prime Minister Anthony Albanese #Tasmania #Hobart #Tasmanian devil #Mary Elizabeth Donaldson

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xochiquetza3autora · 4 months

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Mi Top 5 de Escenas XXX Navideñas Para Disfrutar es estas Fiestas.

Estos días son de celebración y jubilo por las fiestas invernales, Tal vez la más importante o conocida sea la Navidad que esta apunto de llegar. El frio domina el ambiente (por lo menos en el hemisferio norte) y que mejor que combatirlo que compartir un poco de calor corporal y a industria del cine XXX lo sabe. Para la industria del Cine para adultos no hay fiesta que no se pueda celebrar por lo que la navidad no es una excepción, por eso les traigo unas recomendaciones de escenas "NOPOR" con la temática de estas fiestas que nos puede a ayudar a mantener el espíritu navideño sin dejar nuestro lado pervertido.

05) How The Grinch Fucked Xmas! (¡Como El Grinch Jodió La Navidad!)

(2008) Una adaptación muy pero muy libre del clásico cuento del Dr. Seuss "¡Como el Grinch Robo la Navidad!", en el que el Grinch es interpretado por Keiran Lee y cuenta con la participación de las ahora legendarias Carmella Bing (retirada) y Shyla Stylez (fallecida) que hacen el papel de vecinas "Ho" (algo así como putas o cachondas) en forma de parodia de lo "Whos" (Quienes) del cuento original. Cuando sus vecinas amantes de la navidad llegan a tratar de alegrar al Sr. Grinch, el amargado las folla por todos los agujeros, así es hasta por detrás, antes de lanzarlas a la calle.

04) Jiggle All The Way (Zangolotea todo el camino)

(2012) Otra parodia de una historia navideña, Esta vez se trata de "El Regalo Prometido" ("Jingle all the way" en inglés). En plena Noche Buena Puma Swede esta buscando un juguete para su hijo, "Cosquillitas Woody" (una horrible parodia de Elmo vestido como Woody de "Toy Story") Todas las tiendas están por cerrar y los juguetes están agotados salvo por un muñeco que queda en el estante pero antes de que pueda tomarlo Diana Prince se le adelanta. Ambas MILF comienzan a pelar por el juguete para sus hijos, por lo que Will Powers, el encargado de la tienda decide que no dejara que ninguna se lleve el juguete si antes no aprenden a compartir y lo primero que tendrán que compartir será la enorme verga del amable dependiente por sus seis agujeros. Ambas madres se esfuerzan por complacer al buen dependiente creyendo que la mejor se quedara con el juguete pero las deliciosas y generosas mamás aprenderán que toda buena obra tiene su recompensa (plot twist: Will tiene un segundo juguete guardado en la bodega).

03) Naughty or Nice? (¿Traviesa o Amable?)

(2013) Santa Claus, Encarnado por Toni Ribas, necesita una nueva Señora Claus, por lo que uno de sus duendes le presenta un par de chicas suculentas de pechos grandes y traseros enormes: Phoenix Marie y Ava Addams. Una se comporta como una chica picara y traviesa y la otra se porta como una niña simpática y amable. Para demostrar quien e la mejor pareja, las dos chicas tetonas se turnan para lamerse los coños y los anos, y luego chupan la polla navideña de Santa. Después de eso Santa se mete profundamente en sus coños y en sus apretados culos ¡Una vez haya terminado de follar sus dos culos gordos, es hora de que Santa dispare una carga caliente de "espíritu navideño" en las bocas de las chicas para que lo compartan! Y entonces Santa tendrá que hacer su elección.

02) Our Holiday Three Way (Nuestro Trío de Dia Festivo)

(2015) El pobre y solitario Levi Cash esta ansioso y deprimido en Noche Buena que le pide a "Santa Claus" una Esposa que le haga compañía, como nadie toca a su puerta vuelve a pedir su deseo pero esta segunda vez se lo pide al "Espíritu de la Navidad". Esa misma noche, mientras duerme, Aparece Peta Jensen para hacerle compañía y mientras hace de todo con ella escucha mas gemidos en la sala ¡Sorpresa! Ahí esta Nicole Aniston esperándolo como su segunda esposa. Parece que tato "Santa Claus" como "El Espíritu de la Navidad" le cumplieron si deseo para recompensar su espíritu noble y generoso

01) Ofice 4-Play: Christmas Bonuses (Oficina para jugar: Bonos de Navidad)

(2017) Esta es quizá una de las mejores escenas Navideñas que existen ya que no aparece una o dos actrices ¡SON CUATRO! Monique Alexander, Nicolette Shea, Romi Rain y la siempre maravillosa Ava Addams. Cuando regresa esa época mágica del año: fiestas navideñas, travesuras en la oficina, y recibir un gran bono de Navidad. Al menos debería serlo, pero después de la desordenando fiesta navideña del año pasado, Keiran Lee tiene otra idea: Este año retendrá los bonos de Navidad hasta después de la fiesta, de esa manera de seguro todos se comportaran de la mejor manera. Afortunadamente para él, las chicas de la oficina tienen una opinión diferente sobre cuál es exactamente su "mejor comportamiento" y antes de que se de cuenta estará teniendo un quinteto caliente con cuatro hermosas chicas tetonas, como en todas y cada una de las escenas de la saga de videos "Office 4-Play".

Menciones Honorificas:

*Ebenazer Keiran (2008)

*Nighmere Before XXX-Mas (2011)

Como pueden ver en esta lista solo incluí escenas de la productora Brazzers, al principio hasta a yo misma me sorprendí, pero me parece que las tramas mantienen algunos de los temas mas característicos de la navidad (mas allá de solo sexo) y los mezclan de forma fantasticamente perversa con la escencia del nopor y el "cine para adultos". Pero si alguien tiene alguna escena favorita que le gustaria sugerir de esa o alguna otra productora, me encantaría leerlos en los comentarios.

¡Feliz y caliente Navidad, Yule, Saturnalia o cualquier festividad que celebren en estas fechas!

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progenytm · 10 months

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ROYAL MEMORIAL BALL * OPEN TO ALL.

the pressed ivory of his wardrobe, embellished in golden thread hugs him like death. for all of the centuries keiran had the pleasure of knowing his father, not a single one had been used to prepare him for the day he would have without him. and now, nearly a month to the day, he was feeling the reeling effects of it still. as his parents’ eldest — over two hundred years between him and his dearest brother — all nine centuries of his life had been spent at their side.

although the banner grief still hung heavy over their heads, today was not to mourn. it was to celebrate. despite their loss, there was still much to find joy in — his father had done much in the millennia as king and vokania was a better place for it. keiran was determined to live up to that legacy, knowing that it started with his people. not only was the event open to the entirety of the country — ensuring that all his people would eat today — he knew that more reclusive beings were here to pay their respects.

in honour of the opened gates, the crown prince stands at the palace doors, palm outreached to those entering. extremely aware of his hulking frame, keiran leans forward to maintain eye contact with the esteemed guests.

"thank you for joining us today, truly," the crown prince says with a warm smile. “i hope the journey has found you well.”

#vokania.start #yes he does plan to stand there until he’s ushered back in #he will shake every body’s hand #km * ✧ threads.

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theotherackerman · 5 months

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COPYRIGHT DISCLAIMER: Any recognizable elements belong to Attack on Titan, Game of Thrones, House of the Dragon, A Song of Ice and Fire

NOTES: Here's some answers you've been waiting for. This chapter ended up having some fluffy, sweet moments and I don't know how that happened. The "she's" the title won't be answered until a few chapters later. But you can make a educated guess about who's controlling and making everything happen.

TRIGGER WARNING: Murder, gore, discussion of suicide, blood

CHAPTER FOURTEEN: SHE'S IN CONTROL

There was a meeting spot between the capital and the North. Levi and Kenny met there because Levi needed to understand what was going on.

“I’ve never heard of a skinchanger turning into an animal. From what I’ve heard, the mind just transfers over,” Kenny scratched his head. “Nor have I heard of dragons speaking.”

“Just like you don’t know where Valyria is?” Levi scoffed.

“I don’t. The metal we have is from Keiran. If anyone could figure out how to speak to a dragon, it would be Keiran. He was obsessed with prophecy and magic. It’s why he fell in love with Yui. She was just as interested in it as he was. I’m not surprised to hear they both sacrificed themselves for some sort of magic,” Kenny explained. “How low are we on valyrian steel?”

“Only things that have been made in your absence are the weapons for Annie, Sasha, and Mikasa,” Levi answered.

Kenny nodded, “good. We’ll end up needing it.”

Levi looked over at Blaze and Vulcan who were resting in the sun. “Do you think they can speak to us and just choose not to?”

“I wouldn’t be surprised.”

“Do you have any information on the war hammer?”

Kenny sighed, “nothing helpful. Carla and Dina found it originally. It was where the jail cells used to be. It had been calling to them but neither could lift it.”

“Do you have any idea what it could be?”

“Not at all. The only war hammer I know of is the Tybur War Hammer. But I don’t think it would be buried in the keep. It would have to have been put there by the Fritz family. They were terrified of the Tyburs. They wouldn’t keep something like that. They’d use it to bargain for peace or destroy it.”

“And if it couldn’t be destroyed?”

Kenny laughed, “everything can be destroyed. Even dragons.”

—--------

The knight who was attacked was a guard of Lord Leonhart. Mikasa went to check on Annie but Annie had refused to open the door.

“Someone should check on her,” Mikasa said to Armin and Eren.

“Yes, someone should,” Eren said as he glared at Armin.

“She hates me. She’d sooner throw a dagger at my head than answer the door right now,” Armin muttered.

“She opened the door to you when she was in the capital,” Eren pointed out.

“Bertolt should talk to her,” Armin muttered as he looked down.

“Why are you three just lurking on the staircase?” Jean asked as he walked up to them.

“Someone was attacked by a lion. They were of House Leonhart. Annie won’t open the door,” Eren informed him.

“I heard about that. How’d a lion get in here?” Jean asked.

“That seems to be the question of the day,” Mikasa sighed. “Is the bonfire still burning?”

Jean nodded.

“Great,” Eren sighed as he turned to Mikasa. “I’m not letting you out of my sight.”

“Do I want to know what happened?” Jean asked.

“We’ll inform everyone later. Let’s just get through the day,” Eren commanded.

“You’re starting to become rather commanding lately,” Mikasa said.

“I am a Prince you know.”

“And I’m a Princess,” Mikasa smiled.

“And I’m going to be sick if I have to listen to you two for much longer,” Jean said as he walked away from them.

Eren laughed.

—------------------

Annie burnt her sheets. There was too much blood to explain. The servants didn’t ask. She washed her body in cold water.

Where had the blood come from?

Then Mikasa had showed up, knocking on her door.

Annie hadn’t answered. She didn’t want to explain why her bed was bare. The servants didn’t ask about the blood in the water. They knew better. Though Annie had overheard them speak of a lion.

She had never seen a lion and thought it was the symbol of her house.

“I can’t believe that guard just got knocked down the stairs by the lion. He wasn’t even mauled,” one of the servants said as they passed her room.

“Did you hear about the sheep?” another servant said.

“No,” the first replied.

“A whole flock was taken out. The farmer swore he saw a lion. Levi is paying for it until they figure out what did it.”

“Things are sure gettin’ strange around here,” the first said as they continued down the hall.

That was one way to put it.

—-----------------

The forge was a nice place to think. There was something calming about listening to the hammering of metal for Gabi.

The squire had mucked out the stalls, cleaned weapons, and now had the rest of the afternoon off. Colt and Falco had gone off on their own to explore.

It was times like this that Gabi missed Zofia and Udo. Reiner was busy with Zeke and Bertolt, doing whatever it was they did. So Gabi was left to her own devices.

That was how she found herself just sitting in the forge. She had half expected Sasha or one of the other blacksmiths to run her off.

No one did.

So she just sat there, watching Sasha work.

“Grab me those tongs over there,” Sasha said as she pointed.

Gabi grabbed them and handed them to Sasha.

Sasha took the helmet she was working on and dunked into the water. Steam rolled off it as it made a hissing noise. Afterwards, she sat the helmet to cool.

“Do you want to learn?” Sasha asked as she turned towards Gabi.

“Can I?”

Sasha shrugged, “I don’t see why not. I’m the Forge Maiden of the North. I taught Kayda, I can teach you. Besides, we could use the help.”

Gabi smiled, “alright. So where do we start?”

Sasha smiled as she threw more coal onto the fire.

—----------------

“He’s asleep,” Eren noted as he, Armin, and Mikasa stood in front of Meadow.

The dragon was laying near the bonfire in the sun, sound asleep. He didn’t even bother to move when they walked up.

“So wake him up,” Armin smirked.

“Yes, let me wake up something that could eat me without a second thought,” Eren rolled his eyes.

“Aōle lykemās,” a deep rumbling voice said, the same voice Eren had heard before.

“Did you hear that?” Armin asked.

“He said be quiet,” Mikasa took a step back.

“So dragons can speak,” Eren ran a hand through his hair.

“Vēdrugon,” the voice said.

“What does that mean?” Armin asked Mikasa.

“Sleep,” Mikasa answered.

“Will he speak to us if we come back later?”

“Issa,” the dragon answered. “Vēdrugon.”

“Yes, sleep,” Mikasa translated.

The three of them walked off, leaving the dragon to sleep.

—-----------

When Levi returned to the North, he brought no new information. Kenny had not been helpful. Levi found himself staring at Vulcan. Meadow was asleep by the bonfire a few feet away. The wood had burned out but the fire was still burning as hot as ever.

“Can you speak?” Levi asked the dragon.

There was no response.

“I’ve gone mad. I’m asking a dragon if it can speak. I might as well ask the wolves if they can speak,” he shook his head as he walked away.

“Zaldrīzes rȳbus, lo mērī udrirzi Valyrio eglio ȳdrassua,” a gravelly voice said as Levi stepped into the castle.

Levi froze and looked around him.

But no one was there.

—-----------------

The dragon yawned as Mikasa, Armin, Eren, and Fenrir returned.

“Rytsas, zokla, velkrys. Rytsas, zaldrīzo ānogar,” Meadow greeted them.

“Hello, Wolf, Stag. Hello, blood of the dragon,” Mikasa translated. “Rytsas, Meadow.”

“Kivio dārilaros,” Meadow’s eyes narrowed at her.

“I don’t know why you keep calling me that. I am not a promised heir anymore,” Mikasa sighed. “Yours isn’t the voice I’ve been hearing.”

“Hāedar,” Meadow answered.

“What does that mean?” Eren looked at Mikasa.

“It means little sister or cousin. Do you mean Kayda?” Mikasa asked him.

“Issa,” the dragon answered.

“Yes,” Mikasa translated.

“You understand common but you can’t speak it?” Armin asked.

“Issa,” the dragon repeated.

“How are we hearing you right now?” Eren asked.

“Perzys,” the dragon stood up.

“Fire,” Mikasa translated. “How do I hear Kayda when the fire isn’t burning then?”

“Kipagīros. Ānogar sēter,” he answered simply.

“Rider, blood magic,” Mikasa translated.

“We’ve gotten more answers out of this dragon than we have from books and asking our parents,” Eren scoffed.

“Mittys,” Meadow answered.

“Idiots or fools,” Mikasa translated. “Meadow, is there anything you can tell us to help? We’ve been left in the dark on many things with my mother and father. They’re gone. Now we have more questions and answers. If you can offer any help, any information, we would be forever grateful.”

“Muña suvion, Kepa perzys. Ao kvio dārilaros,” Meadow stretched his wing. “Geros ilas.” Meadow took off into the sky.

“Mother ice, father fire. You promised heir. Goodbye,” Mikasa translated.

“Why was that the most informative conversation we’ve had?” Eren asked.

“Because I think that dragon said might be the key to everything,” Armin answered.

—--------

There was a storm raging outside but the fire still burned.

“It always amazes me that the fire still rages in this weather,” Mikasa said to Levi as they sat in her favorite spot of the castle.

“I never understood how this magic works and the rest doesn’t,” Levi replied. “Did you know your father found Valyria?”

Mikasa shook her head.

“Kenny said he did. He said he didn’t know where it was though.”

“You don’t believe him?”

“I don’t. I don’t think they’re lying to us to conspire against us. I think…I know it’s because they want to protect us.”

“What do we do now?”

“I haven’t the slightest idea. Hange is going through the books we found in the crypts but if what Eren said is true, then your father destroyed the very information we need.” Levi pinched the bridge of his nose.

“I’m sorry,” Mikasa apologized.

“It’s not your fault.”

“I can’t imagine my having Eren sleep in my room has helped anything.”

“That’s been the least of my worries. Actually, I think you two can protect one another. A wolf and a dragon in the same room.” Levi smirked. “I like this better than the two of you ignoring one another. Besides, you need someone you can count on no matter what.”

“He said he would cut anyone’s tongue out if they talked bad about me,” Mikasa’s face flushed.

“I believe he will. I know you don’t believe me but he does truly care about you. I see it in the way he looks at you. He’s just scared as everyone is when they first fall in love,” Levi remarked.

“You weren’t afraid,” Mikasa looked up at him.

“Yes, I was. The first time I fell in love ... .I couldn’t tell them. I never told them. That is my greatest regret,” Levi looked down.

Mikasa frowned. “Why not?”

“Because once you speak those words, there is no going back.”

Mikasa gulped before looking down.

—--------------

Valyrian Wedding Traditions:

Anyone can preside over a wedding. It makes no difference who they are. A piece of dragonglass is used to cut the lips so that the blood may mix once they kiss.

Then they cut their own hands and use their blood to draw on the foreheads of their partner a symbol in Valyrian to represent them. Then they join their bleeding hands together that are then wrapped together with a piece of ribbon or leather.

The couple will then share a sip of wine before the vows are said in Valyrian:

Blood of two, joined as one, ghostly flame, and song of shadows. Two hearts as embers, forged in fourteen fires. A future promised in glass, the stars stand witness, the vow spoken through time, of darkness and light.

The couple then seals their union with a kiss.

“Reading up about Valyrian culture?” Mikasa asked as she sat down across from Eren in the library.

“I thought I should know more about it, about you,” Eren’s cheek flushed.

“Are we marrying in a Valyrian ceremony?”

Rhaena poked her head out from under Mikasa’s hair.

“Hello Rhaena,” Eren greeted the dragon. “I thought we would.”

“Really?”

Eren nodded, “I thought we could do what my parents did. They married and told no one. Then they married in a big elaborate ceremony in front of the entire kingdom. I don’t remember it but that’s what my mother told me. Unless you only want an elaborate ceremony.”

“I don’t want all the attention,” Mikasa looked down.

“Then we don’t have to do any of that,” Eren reached across the table and placed his hand on top of hers.

“Levi said it was a good idea for us to stay together. Because of Fenrir and Rhaena. He said we could protect one another,” Mikasa still didn’t look up as her cheeks were flushing more.

“Are you worried about that?”

Mikasa shook her head, “they already believe me to be with child. What else can they say?”

“I told you, if I hear anyone speak negatively about you, I’ll take their tongue. That’s a promise,” Eren swore.

Mikasa finally looked up, her eyes meeting his. “Walk with me to dinner?”

Eren nodded as he stood, leaving the book open on the table.

—--------------------------

When Annie wasn’t at dinner, Armin had had enough.

He went directly to her room.

He knocked.

There was no answer.

Frustrated, Armin picked the lock and stormed into Annie’s bedroom.

“What are you doing here?” Annie asked as she stood from her bed.

“You haven’t been seen. Everyone is worried about you,” Armin told her.

“As you can see, I am fine,” Annie said as she looked down.

“You don’t look fine,” Armin commented.

“I am! See! I’m perfectly fine! No injuries, nothing.”

“Annie, I know you,” Armin took a step closer to her.

“Do you?”

“Talk to me,” Armin took another step closer.

“No. Get out,” Annie turned around so her back was facing him.

Armin sighed before leaving.

—----------------------------

No matter the weather, no matter the day, the woman showed up after the bonfire was lit. Her hair was so blonde it was white, her skin as pale as snow, and her eyes as blue as the sky.

Kenny had seen her time after time. He did not know who she was for sure. He thought she may be the Night’s Queen. She would just stand in front of the fire, staring into it. If she were one of the Others, wouldn’t she want to be as far away from dragon fire as possible?

“I’ve only seen a glimpse of her before,” Kuchel said as she stood on a balcony with her brother.

“I’ve seen her in the North. I wasn’t expecting to see her here,” Kenny replied.

“She looks sad,” Kuchel remarked.

“She always does,” Kenny watched as the woman finally walked away from the fire and headed North.

“Strange, very strange,” Kuchel noted.

Kenny noted in agreement.

—----------------------

The storm continued raging.

Mikasa had hoped it would stop once dinner was over but the storm showed no signs of slowing down or letting up. She stood at her window, watching the dragons shelter themselves.

Rhaena was curled up on one of Mikasa’s pillows.

Eren had gone off with Armin which was fine with Mikasa. Armin needed Eren. Besides, Mikasa was safe in her room with the dragon here.

Kayda was looking up at her, at least Mikasa thought Kayda was.

“Rysta,” the deep voice Mikasa had heard on two other occasions.

Mikasa took a deep breath.

Kayda could talk to her. Should that be surprising? Yes.

At this point, Mikasa wasn’t surprised.

“Rysta,” Mikasa repeated.

Kayda lowered her head back down, resting in the rain.

There were so many questions that Mikasa had for her dragon. Could Kayda always talk to her? Or was this only because Mikasa’s mother had unleashed her magic? Did Kayda know about Mikasa’s magic? How deep was this bond? Would this bloodmagic drive her to insanity? Would it kill Mikasa?

“Lykirī,” Kayda’s voice told her.

Mikasa choked on a laugh.

Only her dragon would be the one telling her to calm down. It answered one question that Mikasa had, however. Her dragons could feel and know what she was thinking. She had heard that Kuchel did not need to always command Seaflames in battle. The dragon simply did what it needed to, felt what Kuchel had.

If that was true, Kayda had felt Mikasa’s panic that night. It was the whole reason why Meadow and Kayda had rushed to her side. Kayda felt what she felt, knew what she knew. Mikasa took a deep breath. That meant the dragon knew how desperate Mikasa had been that night when she tried to end it all and refused. While dragons could be commanded, they were still their own person with their own feelings.

How much had her attempt hurt the dragon?

Yet the dragon hadn’t angered. The dragon had stayed by her rider, there everyday. Did Kayda look forward to their daily rides as much as Mikasa did?

It was then that Mikasa realized that it was not just some magical bond that made Kayda obey or choose not to. It was love. The two of them had been through so much. It meant Kayda knew the abandonment Mikasa had felt, the anger, the darkness, without Mikasa needing to explain. The dragon still loved her and love was the strongest bond.

Mikasa took a deep breath. “Avy jorrāelan, Kayda.”

I love you, Kayda.

The dragon lifted her head again. “Avy jorrāelan,” the deep voice replied.

—--------

There was something lurking under Annie’s skin, screaming to be free.

Her skin felt extremely hot.

Her skin was too tight.

She took a deep breath.

It did not help.

She stumbled around her bedroom, knocking things off of her dresser.

Sasha knocked on the door, “is everything alright in there?”

Annie tried to swallow air, she could not get enough.

Sasha swung the unlocked door open just as Annie hit the floor. Annie’s eyes rolled into the back of her head, a large female lion erupted from Annie’s skin.

Sasha screamed as she jumped back, the lion took off into the castle.

—----------------------

“EVERYONE GET IN YOUR FUCKING ROOMS,” Levi yelled as he walked through the castle, Hange at his side. “Get Mikasa, lock her up with Eren and Zeke. I want the knights on full alert. They are not to kill the lion. Capture and contain only,” Levi commanded.

“It will be done,” Hange said before taking off in the direction of Mikasa’s room.

“Of course, Annie’s a fucking skinchanger. Of course, it manifests on a fucking bonfire night,” Levi muttered to himself under his breath.

“Lykirī,” a deep voice said.

“Do not tell me to calm down after how many years we have spent together, Vulcan. I am already going mad, I don’t need you adding to it,” Levi said as he made his way to the armory.

There was a deep chuckle that Levi heard.

“Fucking bonfire,” Levi said as he grabbed a large fishing net.

—--------------------

The door had been reinforced with the two dressers and both chaises in front of it. Zeke had shoved a sword in the space between the handle and the door.

It was getting late.

Porco, Pieck, Reiner, and Bertolt were currently clearing the castle floor by floor looking for a lion of all things with Hange and Levi.

Connie, Jean, Gabi, Colt, Armin, and Falco were stationed with the princes, Mikasa, and Sasha.

Connie and Jean had taken the first shift of watching everyone. They stood inside the room, on either side of the chaises that were pushed in front of the door.

Sasha was wrapped in a fur blanket from her own room and sound asleep on a fur rug in the sitting room. Gabi lay on the other side of Sasha, wrapped in another blanket.

Falco and Colt took up another rug in the room, wrapped in furs that were stripped from Eren and Zeke’s room before they moved trucks in front of both bedroom doors. There were no windows in the sitting room, that made it the safest.

Mikasa’s head somehow ended up in Eren’s lap, Eren absentmindedly stroking her hair as she slept. There was a blanket wrapped around Mikasa and a fur blanket on the floor. Midnight sat on his perch nearby, sound asleep.

“So Annie collapsed and a lion appeared. Is that….that’s not something that happens,” Connie remarked.

“Dragons apparently can talk as well,” Armin muttered as he looked up from the journal he was writing in. He had taken up a corner of the sitting room, flipping through books and writing.

“Anyone else find it strange that all of this is happening at once?”

“Connie, did you not pay attention? It said in that book things like this would become more common the closer it got to the Long NIght,” Jean rolled his eyes.

“We’re lucky that we have that information. It sounded like Mikasa’s father went a long way to protect her,” Armin muttered.

“Well, he’s hurting her more than helping her. Now she knows nothing and she’s stuck trying to piece everything together herself. If nothing else, they should have left something behind to help her! She’s his fucking daughter!” Eren seethed.

Mikasa muttered something in her sleep that no one could make out.

“And you’re going to wake her up if you keep being loud. Hasn’t she been through enough?” Jean hissed at him.

“I know. But she’s getting angry and that’s making me angry. She’s been left with more questions than answers in the name of protecting her,” Eren argued.

“That’s rich coming from you. You did the exact same thing to her. You left her, then pushed her away. No explanation. Stop being shitty to her,” Jean argued.

“He’s not wrong,” Armin said from the corner.

“Aren’t you all supposed to be on my side?” Eren asked.

“No, they’re knights, Eren. They’re on the side of honor. What you did was not honorable,” Zeke piped up from the other corner. He was leaning up against the wall, his eyes closed.

“I know, alright? She’s…we’re moving on from that,” Eren looked down at the sleeping princess.

“Good because if you ever do that again….”Zeke trailed off.

“You’ll kill me?” Eren scoffed.

“No, I think that small dragon over there will,” Zeke pointed to Rhaena who was asleep in between Vivica and Fenrir. “And if she doesn’t, the two bigger ones will.”

“Don’t worry. I don’t plan to betray her again. She’s…been through so much and I should have been there for part of it, at least. I don’t want her to lose anything or anyone else,” Eren confessed.

“She will though,” Armin said. “I don’t think the worst has come.”

“Any more comforting words from over there?” Connie scoffed.

“Not yet,” Armin replied before returning to his books.

“Any idea about Annie?” Eren asked.

“Skinchanger,” Armin didn’t look up from his book.

“Skinchanger? I thought those were all stories,” Jean commented. “I guess I shouldn’t be surprised.”

“What’s a skin changer?” A groggy Gabi asked as she lifted her head.

“They can transfer their minds into the body of an animal. My father was rumored to have been one. They said he turned into Valkyrja,” Zeke explained. “They specifically said he was a warg, a type of skinchanger that can turn into dogs or wolves.”

“And can he?” Gabi asked as she rubbed her eyes with the back of her hands.

“Not to my knowledge. I feel if he could, he would have left Valkyrja with me more when I was a child. They just said it because his wolf fights so well with him,” Zeke made his way over to Armin. “Need a second set of eyes?”

Armin looked up before reaching behind him and grabbing a book from the stack behind him. He handed it to Zeke.

“Go back to sleep, Gabi. We’ve got this still,” Jean said.

“You know you’re only three years older than me. I’m not a child,” Gabi remarked.

Jean snorted, “I’m not saying it because you’re a child. I’m saying it because I know how early you got up this morning. If you take watch right and fall asleep, it’ll be a problem.”

Gabi muttered something under her breath as she wrapped the fur around her more and closed her eyes.

Eren looked back down at Mikasa who was still asleep.

“You go to sleep too,” Jean commanded.

“I’m fine,” Eren said as he leaned back onto the wall.

Jean rolled his eyes.

—---------------

Hange, Pieck, Porco, and Levi met back up after searching the castle.

Levi had ordered Bertolt and Reiner to stay outside of Annie’s room in case she came back.

“She’s not in the castle,” Hange shook their head.

“I don’t think so either,” Pieck added.

“If she’s here, it’s in the tunnels. But we’ve checked everywhere else,” Porco replied.

Levi nodded, “I worry about Armin.”

“I think her anger is more directed at her father but you’re right. We don’t know what she’s thinking,” Pieck replied.

“So what should we do now?” Hange asked.

“Get some rest. Porco, Pieck returned to the princes’ room and stay there. No one needs to take watch if you block the doors. Don’t let them sleep in any rooms with windows. Hange, get some rest and meet me in the morning,” Levi commanded.

“Heading there now,” Pieck said as she turned and left, Porco trailing behind her.

“As you command,” Hange smiled.

Levi took a deep breath before he headed back to his room.

—--------------------------

When the knock had come on the door, everyone in the room jumped except Sasha who soundly slept.

“Who’s there?” Connie asked.

“It’s us. Open the door and refortify it,” Porco said from the other side.

Zeke, Armin, Jean, Connie, Gabi, Falco, Colt, and Mikasa began moving the two chaises, the two dressers, and the sword.

“OPEN THE FUCKING DOOR!” Porco yelled.

“We’re trying! What’s going on?” Jean asked.

“There’s a lion!” Pieck screeched.

Armin pulled the sword out, throwing the door open.

Pieck and Porco ran into the door.

Then Armin saw it.

The blue eyed lion that stared into him.

“Annie,” he called.

The female lion stopped.

It stalked closer.

Armin didn’t move. He just stood there, staring at the lion.

The lion stalked forward, staring him in the eyes.

“Armin, shut the door!” Pieck yelled.

The lion looked at him and then stalked off, back downstairs.

Armin shut the door and slid the sword behind the handle.

The chaises and dressers were moved back in front of the door.

But there was a part of Armin that knew Annie wouldn’t hurt them.

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Getting a pitcher of ice cold water thrown on her was not how Annie thought she would wake up today.

The blonde screamed as she sat up in bed.

“Have a nice time running around the keep last night?” Levi asked as he stood with one hand holding a pitcher, the other a dagger.

“I wasn’t running around the castle last night,” Annie muttered.

“Interesting. You don’t remember. Bathe and meet me in my office. You smell like sheep,” Levi remarked before he walked away. “And you should put on some clothes.”

Annie looked down to see that she was nude under the fur blankets.

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