#. arc v ⤍ post d2 . › burning in the baptism by fire .

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harry had always been angry. his sister had once joked that he must've been born angry, that even in the womb his anger had festered like a rot contaminating everything it touched. on darker days, harry would wonder if that was why his mother had left him. too angry, too much like his father. and he was like his father. if his status as temporary captain was anything to go by, the apple hadn't fallen far from the tree.

❝ well, well, well . . . ❞ harry cooed, his tone deceptively cheerful as if there was a sing-song tune laying behind his teeth ❝ aren't you a long way from home? ❞

harry stepped out from his lounging place, hook scraping over the metal scaffholding of what had once been auradon's pet project. the rehabilitation center hadn't lasted long before the pirates had chased the auradonian builders off, they were lucky to keep their lives, intruding on a place that wasn't theres. evidently auradon felt confident enough to send their precious protector. harry grinned, eager to see for himself if mal would hold up to the title. he doubted it. ❝ what's the matter, mal? you forget how things're done here? ❞ // @evlest gets a post - d2 starter .

[tiderideraa]

harry  had  once  tried  to  saw  his  own  arm  off.  luck,  good  or  bad,  had  caused  the  knife  to  slip  through  his  fingers,  stopping  him  from  hacking  through  the  bone  and  days  later,  harry  had  promised  his  arm  to  uma.  vowed  that  it  would  be  hers  for  as  long  as  he  lived,  promised  that  she  could  do  with  it  whatever  she  wished.  she  could  take  it,  use  it,  command  it,  and  it  and  he  would  follow.  it  had  been  as  much  about  scrubbing  out  his  father  as  it  had  been  choosing  uma  as  his  captain.

        it  had  been  a  month  since  cotillion.  a  month  since  the  riots  had  swept  through  the  isle.  a  month  since  uma  had  disappeared  beyond  the  barrier,  but  it  had  been  only  seconds  since  harry  had  been  voted  in  as  the  new  captain  for  the  crew.

        the  rotten  feeling  in  the  center  of  his  chest  felt  disturbingly  similar  to  the  cold  hard  dig  of  a  knife  through  the  meat  of  his  skin.  harry  spun  around  and  slammed  the  sharp  tip  of  his  hook  into  a  pillar.  an  ugly,  thick  mass  of  old  wood  that  had  once  been  a  mast  and  was  now  another  part  of  the  isle.  he  hit  it  until  there  was  a  hole  the  side  of  a  fist  where  the  hooks  tip  had  hacked  away  at  the  wood.  he  kept  hitting  it.  he  hit  it  until  his  hand  grew  numb,  until  the  hook  slipped  from  his  fingers,  he  punched  it  until  his  knuckles  split  open,  until  blood  smeared  the  jaggard  ugly  hole  in  the  pillar’s  mass.    //    @shehook​  ♡'d  for  a  starter  .

[tiderider]

tag  dump.

.     arc  i  ⤍  pre  d1 .     ›     by  the  skin  of  our  teeth .

.     arc  ii  ⤍  d1 .     ›     let  there  be  violence .

.     arc  iii  ⤍  post  d1 .     ›     here  there  be  monsters .

.     arc  iv  ⤍  d2 .     ›     heart  of  the  nonbeliever .

.     arc  v  ⤍  post  d2 .     ›     burning  in  the  baptism  by  fire .

.     arc  vi  ⤍  d3 .     ›     feeding  the  wolf  its  meal  of  hate .

.     arc  vii  ⤍  post  d3 .     ›     through  the  heat  of  the  sun .

.     arc  viii  ⤍  post  d3 .     ›     a  knife  that  never  stops .

.     「 au 」  here  to  tear  your  kingdom  down  ──  descendants  au .

[tiderideraa]

tag  dump.

.     arc  i  ⤍  pre  d1 .     ›     by  the  skin  of  our  teeth .

.     arc  ii  ⤍  d1 .     ›     let  there  be  violence .

.     arc  iii  ⤍  post  d1 .     ›     here  there  be  monsters .

.     arc  iv  ⤍  d2 .     ›     heart  of  the  nonbeliever .

.     arc  v  ⤍  post  d2 .     ›     burning  in  the  baptism  by  fire .

.     arc  vi  ⤍  d3 .     ›     feeding  the  wolf  its  meal  of  hate .

.     arc  vii  ⤍  post  d3 .     ›     through  the  heat  of  the  sun .

.     arc  viii  ⤍  post  d3 .     ›     a  knife  that  never  stops .

.     「 au 」  here  to  tear  your  kingdom  down  ──  descendants  au .