#holy fuck this unlocked a memory

[ijust-exist]

DOWN THE RIVER BY THE CRANE WIVES IS ROMAN SANDERS ANGER AT JANUS AFTER THE REDUX. THERES NOTHING ELSE I COULD SAY ABOUT IT.

[axemetaphor]

Ok, sorry for bringing up such an old work, but did u write that shadourge story Spooky,,….. if so I wanna say that that fic is one of my faves of all time GUH

oh my good god how did you find that. I. yes I did! I was like. 15? 16? I have no idea but WOW I cannot believe people 1) remember it and 2) genuinely really like it.

here's a fun fact for you I wrote it explicitly because at the time virtually the only other scourge/shadow works on that website were all NSFW and it pissed me off so I decided to write something so fluffy a literal cloud would have a hard time competing with it.

I also met an internet friend through it (or maybe one of my earlier works?) who has since completely disappeared. Gabby if you're out there (if your name even is still Gabby) I hope you're doing alright

[hua-fei-hua]

last week's lab was so incredibly short and simple that i'm, like, staring at my lab notebook notes like, "is this it? is this really it?" because the experimental section of the report is literally 221 words and three paragraphs long.

[scarredsands]

@cosmichalo:

"I cannot -fathom- anything more gratifying than a Jamocha shake this time of night… you may have hit a breakthrough, I fear."

"... Y'wanna go get one? Arby's is open late I think. Most places 'round here are, but 'specially th'fast food places." She was a bit buzzed at the moment, and some greasy fast food sandwich with a shake sounded amazing.

[krash-8]

its 1 am and I just remembered shadow whipple was a thing

[leqsr]

I need to talk to my therapist.

[asilcorner]

That moment when you wrack your brain about the name of a website you visited when you were a child, desperate and shacking, hoping you left a hint in one of your old word files/diary entries and then you find the one, single clue after 3 hours that leads you directly to it.

Are you guys having a normal day, I sure do.

[magpiesbones]

fuck covid.

[lover-of-mine]

Dad I know you have no way of knowing it but holy shit this song hurts me in ways i could never put into words.

[tw1l1te]

Song of Storms

LU Sky x reader

Warnings: NSFW, 18+ minors please DO NOT INTERACT, some fluff, angst

Fem reader is implied. Not necassarily final promise!au, so intepret it as you will. This one is a bit short, but I like it lol

~

Sky was mentally exhausted. Flying out on night watch was his least favorite part of the day because it meant he had to leave you. It meant that he couldn't feel your warm body against his, inhaling and exhaling slowly as you dreamed of serenity. On top of that, it had started to storm about an hour ago, barely being able to see his gloved hands in front of his face.

He was supposed to be returning to Skyloft now, but he had no sense of direction as the rain pelted against his goggles, fogging up the lenses no matter how many time he'd wiped them off.

A large lightining strike lit up the expanse of the night sky, Skyloft's outline just barely being visible miles away. If he flew straightforward, he should be able to make it before he was struck by lighting.

Petting Crimson, he flew fast, wind whipping his hair around, rain drops pelting his face harder and harder. It felt like tiny needles falling on his face, but he had to come home. He needed to come home to you, or you'd kill him.

His fingertips on the brink of frostbite, he sighs in relief when he sees the Knight's Academy come into view. Despite having the option of living on the surface, he felt nostalgic of his life in the sky, no matter what memories it brought.

Landing on the wooden deck, he yelled out to the Nightguard about getting Crimson somewhere safe, already enthraled with the thought of seeing you. Giving his Loftwing one last pet, he ran off to the entrance of the academy, already in the process of stripping his gloves off of his hands.

He pants as he closes the door behind him, the raging storm echoing off the walls. The hallway was dark, only the faint glow of the sconces on the wall illuminating his path to you. His home.

Turning right, he sighs in happiness seeing his door, knowing you were just on the other side, waiting for him. Your knight.

He unlocks the door, quietly walking in and closing the door behind you. The room was dimly lit with a few candles, you hunched over on the bed, reading a book Sky bought you. You quickly shut the book, running into his arms, ignoring how cold and wet he was.

"Holy goddesses, Sky! I was so fucking worried-"

He shuts you up with a passionate kiss, his entire body tense from the night's treachery. He needed this. He needed you.

"Shh, it's ok my Flower. I'm here, I'm home. I'm not going anywhere, ok?"

You nod, placing your forehead against his, relishing in the domseticity. You knew he's have to leave again tomorrow night, but you wanted him until then. You allowed yourself to be selfish, just this once.

~

"Fu-ah! Sky, fuckfuckfuck!-" you moaned, head tossed back on the pillow. Sky was above you, hips slamming at an astounding pace. You thought tonight was gonna be more slow and intimate, though you weren't complaining. You were in heaven.

"Fuck, baby, you feel so good. Squeezin' around me jus' like that. I'm gonna fill you up so good. So, so good."

You clawed at his chest, needing something to hold on to as the living daylight was being fucked out of you. Instead, Sky grabbed your wrists and pinned them above your head, leaving nothing in between him and you.

"Gonna fill your little pussy up so good. Make you nice and full with my kid. You'd love that, wouldn't you princess?"

You whimper loudly, arching off the bed. Sky brings his mouth to one of your breasts, his tongue circling the swollen bud. You wrap your legs around his waist, stars in front of your eyes as the coil in your stomach tightens.

"Mmh- Link! Link I'm gonna fucking cum- Linklinklinklink-"

And you came, hard. Clamping around his cock, he practically growled into your ear, chasing your orgasm with his own release. He shot thick white ropes inside of your heat, kissing your neck as you both calmed down, him slowing down his thrusts inside of you.

He lays on top of you, kissing your face lightly. He coos in your ear, praising you and how good you felt. His hands never leave your body, pawing at the plush of your thighs and kissing the curve of your breasts.

He suddenly flips you over so your on his lap, cock still nestled deep in your heat. Hands on your hips, he mutters:

"Let's really make sure you get pregnant this time, Princess. I wanna hear you sing for me."

~

[sparrowrye]

Demi Demon || Alastor x Reader, A2 part 17

Synopsis: It’s been over a year since we were brought under Alastor’s watchful eye. We’ve unlocked our Demonic powers, discovered our own talents, and began building the Safe Haven with Charlie and co. Alastor seems increasingly interested in the power we hold as one and intends to use it properly.

Previous part

Part 17: now what?

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"Holy Hell toots, you kissed the big scary Radio Demon?" Angel came bursting through the healer's front door.

I casted wind to slam it shut behind him and made myself bigger with my wings extended. "How the hell do you know?"

"I overheard Alastor and Husker arguing," he answered, slightly taken aback at my display.

I turned away from the white and pink Demon and ran my claws along my head, the tips clicking against my horns. Vivian was at my side with a hand on my back. She, Vilcin, and Althea had just managed to coax the same revelation out of me before Angel came in.

"Is this a bad thing?" he asked.

"Yes it's a bad thing!" I spun to face him again. "I got manipulated! I fell for it. I fell for his stupid trick. And I knew what he was doing and fell for it anyways."

"How do you know it was a trick?" He held his hands up in mock surrender. "I mean, maybe he was actually serious."

"Because I saw his memory." I sat in one of the soft chairs and dropped my head in my hands. "I saw him talking to Rosie about how our connection was getting stronger. And how if it was strong enough then I could control my magic and he could feed off it."

"Oh."

There was a moment of silence. I then stood up and paced in a circle at wicked speed. "I'm so angry! At him and at myself." I let out a struggled noise and pulled at my hair. "I thought I was getting better!"

"Was that the only memory you saw?" Althea asked. My trio of friends stood near each other still, unsure of how to help me. "Perhaps that was a memory that happened awhile back. Maybe he has had a change of heart since then."

"He's the fucking Radio Demon. He's not capable of loving anyone." I knew I spoke lies as soon as it had come out. I went silent and fell into the chair again. He loved his mother and sister dearly. Maybe after so many years of living without them, he had forgotten how to love someone.

"Hey." Althea knelt beside me, a gentle hand on my leg. Her green hair was a stark contrast with the dark flooring; it naturally drew my eyes to her. "Maybe anyone can learn. Even him."

"You learned how to love Reagan," Vivian chipped in. Her lamb ears swayed as she moved to kneel on the other side of me. "You were a brutal ring fighter. But now you love and dote on all the children."

"Maybe you should look further in his memories," Althea suggested, "see if there's any other conversations. Feel what he's feeling. It's the least he can let you do."

"I don't know."

There was a long moment of silence.

"So what'd it feel like?" Angel asked.

****

"This woman doesn't know how to stay off my nerves." Alastor rubbed his aching forehead. After my disappearance into the haven, he paid Rosie another visit.

"Love isn't trifling," she answered. "I must say though, I'm not sure why she's different than your other female acquaintances. You've never not hit it off with a lady before."

"She's not your typical woman, I suppose." He leaned his chin on the back of his hand and stared off at the window. "Her attitude has always been a problem. Perhaps it comes from her experience."

"She was a caged animal for most of her life," Rosie agreed, taking a sip of the hot tea she made. Alastor had yet to touch his.

"I have done what I can to show I enjoy her company. Why does she not believe me?"

"You two didn't have the greatest of relationships at first," she pointed out, "Not to mention everything she had to deal with when it came to mind magic and her curse."

"Yet our relationship has changed significantly in the past year. It's...annoying," he lifted a single claw from the armchair, "that she rejected my advance when she herself wasn't showing signs of distaste." He paused, eyes flickering up to Rosie's briefly before looking back at the window. "Perhaps my performance was lacking."

Rosie let out a laugh, causing him to pin his ears back in a growl. "Oh goodness, Alastor, I don't think that's the case. If it makes you feel any better, it doesn't seem like she has much experience in that field either."

It did make him feel slightly better. "I'm unsure how to move forward from here."

"She likes honesty." Rosie calmed her laughing and, putting her cup down, walked over to Alastor's chair. "Perhaps it's time you let her into that green mind of yours," she gently poked the side of his head and he leaned away. "Let her see how you truly feel."

He sank further into the chair. "This is stupid."

"This is love, darling."

"Surely this isn't how things typically go."

"You two aren't very typical, nor is your situation."

He tapped his claws. "Blast this woman," he mumbled.

****

By the time my cravings came back, I wasn't ready to deal with Alastor just yet. I had spent two days in Althea's healer hut just to avoid him. On the second day the cravings hit hard and I was curled in a ball for most of the day. Our deal had ensured that I wouldn't be able to live without his blood, without him. I had been tricked again.

Veins squeezing painfully tight, I trudged up the hill to the house. I felt his presence long before I touched the door and slammed it shut.

"Alastor!" I yelled for him. He manifested in the living room a moment later.

"You called." He wore his usual wicked smile.

"I'm still angry at you but the cravings came back," I stated, immediately getting down to business. I had a hand on my chest, nails digging painfully into my skin.

"I understand, darling." He leaned his cane against the fireplace and rolled up his jacket sleeve and the one underneath it. How many layers did he need? "Do accept my apology on the matter."

"Not yet." I buried the fear that was threatening to choke me as I crossed the room.

"I understand." He nodded, offering his exposed arm. He was being uncharacteristically cooperative, but maybe he was trying to make amends. My mouth began to water at the prospect of his sweet blood.

I slowly grabbed his wrist and summoned all the anger I could to bite down harshly. He let out a grunt as my teeth pierced his skin. His black blood soothed the itching in my throat and my veins slowly stopped seizing. My anger died as my body relaxed.

He grabbed my opposite shoulder and pulled so my back was against his chest. My teeth were still in his skin as he pressed that arm harder into my mouth, effectively pinning my head against him. His other arm was around my torso so my claws couldn't reach up to do any damage. I tried yelling but my jaw remained locked in place.

"Now that you're silent, it is my turn to speak." His voice was light but firm. "I understand you are angry with me because you believe I am manipulating you. To a degree, you were correct." I bit down harder and it caused him to wince. "But I understand now that I was merely fooling myself. I greatly enjoyed dancing with you that night. I find myself wanting to be around you all the time. And it infuriates me that Lucifer has permission to look through your mind while I am not allowed to do more than touch you. Even that one is debatable."

Without warning, his presence wrapped around mine and pulled me in his mind. Memories popped up in front of me. Memories of him watching me, close or from afar. I could see myself watching the children on the shore, tending to a crying child, talking with my friends, and reading by the fire after our afternoon sessions.

He also showed his actions that I never saw. Actions like soothing a nightmare after the soul shadow incident or attempting to touch my shoulder or back, but retracting it a second later. I saw the night we danced and felt a strange mix of nervousness and comfort. He looked briefly at my lips right before we kissed.

I blinked back to the dim living room. I had long stopped drinking his blood and now spit and blood were dripping off my chin.

"I am quite infatuated by you. I have grown accustomed to your presence, and dare I say I am not sure how to live comfortably without it. You send a thrill up my spine." He used magic to send warmth up my back as a visual. "I ask that you believe me when I say I want to be closer with you."

The confession left me dumbfounded. Everything was still and the only sound came from my breath on his skin. I could feel his chest rise and fall on the backside of my head. Did he always breathe that fast?

Eventually, I tugged my arm out and he finally released me. I took my teeth out of his skin and turned to face him. He grimaced at the sight of his spit covered arm and used magic to clean it up. I did the same with my chin.

"I don't know how to feel," I admitted, his ears quirked back. "I just...I don't..." I rubbed my arm and watched one of my foot claws scratch the carpet. Poor Niffty was always fixing the holes I was putting in it.

He bowed low like the night we danced. "Then I will allow you the time and space to think." His shadow melted with him and he slipped back up to his room. The room felt colder.

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Author's Note:

Nooooo, but I want him to be closer not further away

[darlingsfandom]

Love the prompt which Cillian murphy character like bust or butt . Randomly imagining kitten finding y/n in the shower much as she takes hot steaming ones with her figure silhouette shown . Kitten joining her they get fluffy with catching up till both get in the mood X3

TW: shower sex, fingering, peeping, swearing, nipple sucking and not proofread!

It wasn’t the first time or the second time, it wasn’t even the tenth time to be honest kitten had lost count on how many times she’s seen in the shower but as long as you didn’t know that’s what mattered.

She remembers the first time she had seen in the shower. The memory is burned into her brain in a good way. She had walked out of her room to go use the bathroom but stopped when she heard the shower running, it wasn’t unusual for you to shower around that time of night but still she shouldn’t be standing outside the door wondering, but she let her curiosity get the better of her. The door was already open enough that she could squeeze through without making a noise and when she peeked to see your body through the frosted glass doors her heart about bursted. She couldn’t believe it. You were mindlessly cleaning yourself off while she stood there watching as your hands ran over your breasts scrubbing them with a sweet smelling soap that drove her crazy. Kitten couldn’t handle it any longer and tip toed back into her room to take care of the ache that had built up inside of her.

Ever since that day she had been trying to catch you on purpose because she wanted to see you, she needed to see you! As much as she wanted to tell you she was afraid you’d find her weird! After all room mates that are best friends don’t spy on each other in the shower or masturbate to the thought of one in the shower.

You had seen kitten sitting in her room flipping through some magazine when you were getting ready to shower. She had a softness radiating from her that made you smile. Kitten was in her own little world when you made your way into the shower but when she looked at the clock and seen what time it was she perked up! You were in the shower! Kitten tip toed down the hall carefully until she was at the door and once again it was unlocked as always. Her hands pushed slowly on the door but to her mistake you weren’t in the shower yet!

“OH MY GOD!” You gasped trying to cover yourself while she stood there with her jaw on the floor. “Kitten! You can’t just walk in here!”

“It’s the bathroom!” She responded as her argument which was not a good one to be fair.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” You swallowed the lump in your throat as she bit her bottom lip and batting her eyelashes.

“I … fuck! Okay so please don’t hate me but I find you very attractive and pretty and smart! And I’ve wanted to see you naked but best friends don’t ask for that type of thing because that could be weird and …”

“Kitten!” You placed your finger over her lips to make her stop. “It’s okay! I’m not mad. I’m honestly surprised you’d want to see me naked.”

“Are you kidding?!” She took your finger off her mouth. “You’re gorgeous!”

You couldn’t help but blush at her words. Kitten looked you up and down before you felt something come over you. The towel covering you had dropped to the floor along with kittens jaw.

“Holy fuck! Baby you are … wow!” She was speechless at seeing you naked. You were actually naked! The way your nipples perked at the cold air, how your stretch marks looked, how bare your thighs were! She was drooling over you.

“You called me baby.” Both of you had a blush covering your faces until Kitten was standing right in front of you. Her finger tips trailed over your nipple carefully while her eyes asked for permission. A small nod of your head was all she needed before she lowered her head and worse her plush lips around your nipple making you moan.

“Kitten, that feels nice honey.” Your fingers scratched her scalp in a way that made her purr against your nipple. She looked up at you through her lashes before letting go with a pop! A pout fell on your lips when she stood up straight.

“Don’t put sweetie, I’ll suck your tits any day. I don’t want to ruin your shower…”

“Take a shower with me.” You poked her nose making her chuckle. Kitten nodded along before she stripped down to nothing in front of you but stopped when she went to pull down her pants. “What’s wrong kitten?”

“Well it’s the first time you’re going to see me naked and what if …”

“Kitten. I know you’re beautiful.” You placed your hand on her cheek and she smiled at you before dropping her pants and panties allowing her cock to breathe. “See! Beautiful!” You pecked her on the lips before checking the water temp and it was perfect. The two of you got into the shower carefully after you opened the door and let her in first.

Neither of you spoke a word at first. The silence was comfortable. Her hands rested on your hips at first as your arms wrapped around her neck. The water felt nice on your skin as the way she pressed small circles into your hips with her thumbs, this had to be heaven! You looked her up and down while she did the same. Kitten didn’t say a word before she attached her lips to your nipple again making you whine.

“Kitten… you’re a tease.” You held onto her shoulder as she hungrily sucked on your nipple and played with the other one.

“Don’t worry baby, I’m going to take good care of you. Just like I’ve always wanted .”

“So you’ve thought about me before ?” You asked in a soft voice.

“Of course! How could I not?”

“Since we’re being honest… I’ve thought about you too kitten, even cried out your name while cumming a few times!”

“Naughty girl!” Kitten looked at you with lustful eyes while keeping her lips just above your nipple. “But I’m not out of the clear either, I’ve cum crying out your name too.” Her lips quickly went back around your nipple making you pull on her hair gently. Kitten sucked on your nipples as her hands moved down your body and spread open your thighs making you stumble a little. She pulled away to look up at you before you felt her fingers ghosting over your folds.

“Touch me please? I’ll be good!” You pleaded as Kitten teased you. Her lips curved into a smile before she slid her finger into you. “Fuck!” You hissed a little since you were only use to your fingers.

“It’s okay baby, I got you.” Kitten paused for a moment before sliding her finger back out only to slide right back in. She watched how your face twisted in pleasure , a beautiful sight to her. Kitten slid in another finger making you cry in pleasure as she twisted them around. All the pretty noises you were making made her cock hard and she couldn’t ignore it anymore, her hand wrapped around her cock as she fingered you a little bit harder. How could this be happening ?? Kitten never thought her dreams would come true!

“Kitten!” You were whimpering while her fingers pumped in and out of you faster , the sounds of your wetness squelching made her crazy. You were shaking above her and just from her fingers! “I need you! Fuck me please!” You begged and who was she to deny you what you wanted. Her fingers slid out slowly before she quickly shoved them down your throat making you gag a little but that was just fine with you. Kitten likes the head of her cock up against your folds and waisted no time in pushing inside of you.

“OH MY GOD!!” You gripped her shoulders tightly as she split you open.

“Shh baby girl, it’s okay honey . I’m here! I got you.” Kitten kissed your lips lovingly as she let you adjust to her cock inside of you. She was only half way but she gave one final push deep inside of you that made you cry. She kissed away your tears as the water poured from the shower head on the both of you.

The two of you held each other close just enjoying the warmth of the water, the closeness of your bodies, it was what you had imagined. She ran her hands over your back drawing little shapes before slowly thrusting her cock deep inside of you. A tiny whimper left your lips before she lifted up one of your legs and put it around her hip so she could fuck you better. Her cock was made for you and she knew it. The way you looked so cock drunk already, the babbling of words and sounds leaving your soft lips, this was Kittens heaven and you were her angel .

“Harder kitten ! Please! My pussy is yours baby !” You weee blabbering as she smirked at you.

“Is that what my pretty baby wants huh? Want me to fuck you so stupid ? I think I’m already there! Gonna turn you into a brainless little fuck toy hmm?” Her words made you clench around her cock hard and she loved it. Her own moans sounded pornographic and it was driving you crazy.

“Oh please please please please ! Brainless slut for you! That’s what I am!” You were crying from how close your orgasm was. Her fingers trailed between your bodies and found your clit. She pushed on your clit while fucking you harder making you scratch your nails down her back. “Gonna cum kitten! Please let me!” Your voice was breaking, the fire about to burst in you! You were on the edge.

“Be a good girl yeah! Cum on my cock and I’ll cum in your pretty pussy yeah? Is that what you want hmm? You want me to drown your pussy in my cum?” She was getting breathless and sloppy with her thrusts as you started to shake in her arms. “Oh that’s it pretty girl! Cum for me! Cum for kitten sweetie!”

“KITTEN’” you cried out holding onto her so tightly your knuckles changed color. Your thighs shook fast as your orgasm hit hard , clenching her cock in just the right way that her own orgasm betrayed her and hit her just hard.

“Y/N! FUCK BABY!” Her cum was thick and warm inside of you. She came for a minute straight as if she hadn’t cum in ages. You could feel it shooting inside of you making your lips curve into a weak smirk. Kitten panted against your shoulder before she went to pull out but you stopped her.

“No no please stay inside of me, it feels good.”

Who was kitten to deny you? She kissed the side of your neck , up your throat, to your chin, up onto your lips , on your nose and finally your forehead. She could kiss you all over everyday of her life and she’d die happy. The two of you stayed in the shower until the water turned cold.

“You know we didn’t actually shower …” kitten lifted herself up a little before pulling her cock out of you and gasped as some dropped out of you which made you pout . “Don’t worry I’ll fill you up again, let’s go lay down and cuddle for a little and we can try to shower again later okay?” She held your head up with her fingers under your chin. “Come on baby, I want to cuddle my girlfriend.”

“Girlfriend ?” You perked up at the sound of that.

“Well I would like to think you’re my girlfriend now!”

“Of course I’m your girlfriend!” You shut off the shower and grabbed the towels before helping her wrap up in the fabric. The two of you walked hand in hand back to her room where she took off your towel along with hers and helped you onto the bed that you’ve been in before but this time it was different ! It wasn’t just her bed, it was new place that felt like home.

[satyr-hole]

Dad Poll 2: Electric Boogaloo

(Reposting cause I fucked up the poll time)

Dad Poll round 2, with your suggestions from the notes!

* again, if your Dad is for some reason Dadn’t, strength and grace to you! Reach out if you feel the need and play along just for the hell of it. Everyone’s included ❤️

And reblog for bigger sample size, all that.

[worldsbiggestnerd101]

hey bestie.

uh random ask but did u ever watch this show when u were younger?

I just remembered it and am dying this show was so silly and stupid lol

OH MY GOD YEAH IT WAS ALWAYS ON AROUND/AFTER MLP ON DISCOVERY FAMILY AND I WOULD WATCH IT IF I WAS BORED WHILE WAITING FOR MLP TO AIR. HOLY FUCKING SHIT MEMORY UNLOCKED

[nikethestatue]

Unimportant but holy shit you unlocked a core memory by mentioned the wild swans fairytale??? Sisters knit the nettle shirts to transform them back to human??? I can’t remember the whole story but holy fuck I remember reading that as a kid!

Haha, yeah it was one of my faves, when I was little, so I remember it pretty well.

this is the summary:

In a faraway kingdom, there lives a widowed king with his twelve children: eleven princes and one princess. One day, he decides to remarry, but marries a wicked queen who is a witch. Out of spite, the queen turns her eleven stepsons into magnificent swans who are allowed to temporarily become human only at night and forced to fly by day. When their sister Elisa has reached the age of fifteen, the queen tries to bewitch her—but Elisa's goodness is too strong for this, so the queen has her banished after making her unrecognizable by dirtying her face and ripping her dress. Elisa finds her brothers, who carry Elisa to safety in a foreign land where she is out of the reach of her evil stepmother.

There, Elisa is guided by the queen of the fairies to gather stinging nettles in graveyards to knit into shirts that will eventually help her brothers regain their human shapes. Elisa endures painfully blistered hands from nettle stings, and she must also take a vow of silence for the duration of her task, for speaking one word will kill herself and her brothers. The handsome king of another faraway land happens to come across Elisa, who cannot talk, and falls in love with her. He grants her a room in his castle where she continues her knitting. Eventually he proposes to crown her as his queen and wife, and she accepts.

However, the archbishop is chagrined because he thinks Elisa is herself a witch, but the king will not believe him. One night Elisa runs out of nettles and is forced to collect more in a nearby church graveyard where the archbishop is watching. Ghoulish spirits that devour the bodies of the dead are also in the churchyard, and the archbishop believes that Elisa is in league with them. He reports the incident to the king as proof of witchcraft. The statues of the saints shake their heads in protest, but the archbishop misinterprets this sign as confirmation of Elisa's guilt. The archbishop orders Elisa put on trial for witchcraft. She can speak no word in her defense, and is sentenced to death by burning at the stake.

The brothers discover Elisa's plight and try to speak to the king but fail, thwarted by the rising sun. Even as the tumbril bears Elisa away to execution, she continues knitting, determined to continue up to the last moment of her life. This enrages the people, who are on the brink of snatching and ripping the shirts into pieces when the swans descend and rescue Elisa. The people interpret this as a sign from Heaven that Elisa is innocent, but the executioner still prepares for the burning. When Elisa finishes the last shirt, she throws the shirts over the swans, and her brothers return to their human forms. The youngest brother has a swan's wing instead of an arm, as Elisa did not have time to finish one sleeve of his shirt. Elisa is now free to speak and tell the truth but faints from exhaustion, so her brothers explain. As they do so, the firewood around Elisa's stake miraculously takes root and bursts into flowers. The king plucks the topmost flower and places it on Elisa's chest. She is revived by the white flower, and the king and Elisa are married.

There are definitely many Elain/Elriel hints within the story. Sorcery, turning humans into birds who can be human at night, accusations of witchcraft, sacrifice, hurting one's hands with plants...There is just a lot that I think SJM will 'borrow' from.