Lorelei The Slandered

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OC blog for human&siren Lorelei Baltz, works in historical and/or fantasy fandoms. Please read rules and about page in this order (for tws etc.) 

Mobile links: Rules. and About&Verses. 

Only interacts with muses I follow from mainforlurkingxmurmur. written by Ele (30+) 

-she can especially fit in potc/merlin/ouat/galavant/time traveling fandoms, but I’m happy to try other crossovers (her personality depends on the outdates morals of her time so she can’t be a modern woman). Originally inspired by potc (see Calypso’s cameo). Can fit in fiction up until the ‘70s-’80s, when being seen as a woman who slept around was still a big problem (even if she wouldn’t depend on a husband to survive by then)

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Watts: We are closed.

Mae: I know. I’m sorry. It’s late. 

Nick: We have time for one more job.

Rebecca Ferguson as Mae in “Reminiscence” (2021) dir. Lisa Joy

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Rebecca Ferguson as Mae in the first trailer for Reminiscence (2021) dir. Lisa Joy 

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Rebecca Ferguson as Mae in the red dress - requested by anonymous

Rebecca Ferguson and Hugh Jackman as Mae and Nick Bannister in the first trailer for Reminiscence (2021) dir. Lisa Joy

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Rebecca Ferguson 🇸🇪

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Rebecca Fergusonas Chrissy Eriksson in Ocean Ave. (2002-03)

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norringtxn​:

He was a little hurt at nearly being included along with the other men of Tortuga. Then James remembered his appearance, and that he looked no different from any of them, no matter if he had been commodore and the pride of Royal Navy merely months ago. The only remnant of his past was the tattered coat he refused to be rid of.

“I will return later and see if I can find it for you, so that you can walk proper when you are well again.” He felt compelled to apologise once more, but stopped himself. Old habits die hard, and it was not easy to just suddenly forget his upbringing and all his lessons of etiquette and basic manners.

Her name earned a little smile from him, as did her mention of not using an honorific. James, of course, ignored that small request. “Of course, Miss Lorelei.” He said, that hint of a smile still present in his lips, almost hesitant to fully reveal itself. “I’m James Norr-” A pause, and slight remorse flashing across his features. “I’m James. Just James.”

“Oh please, I don’t want to inconvenience you with such things, I’m sure I’ll figure out a solution soon, I always do... I doubt I have long walks before me either way, I know nothing of Tortuga nor how to find the captain...” her expression turned worried at the thought, realizing she couldn’t bring the entirety of Tortuga’s attention on the fact that she was there waiting to be found or who knew who else would show up there.  She was lost to the crew, and they were lost to her.  “I’ll... I’ll probably have to stay in an inn and let the man in charge hire me... hoping he’s a good... a decent enough one.” Good was not in Tortuga, nor decent, but decent enough could mean plenty things.

Lorelei noticed his quick change of direction, his last name therefore something special. Maybe he was a well-known pirate who thought she may be scared, or someone important who had fallen in disgrace. “Just James,” she repeated gently to assure him she wouldn’t ask for more, and then red bloomed on her pale cheeks, “Mr. James, of course!” 

Embarrassed, she had no idea of what she was meant to do now, there, in a room with a stranger who had shown her kindness if gruffly, and once again with no prospects. “Perhaps if you had some... big rags I could bother you for them? Cover myself as much as possible so it will be more safe for me to... walk around looking for a place to stay? I’m less likely to attract men’s attention if well covered.”

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Rebecca Ferguson by Iris Brosch

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Gentlemen Prefer Blondes (1953) dir. Howard Hawks

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thepiratehero​:

If he was honest, there was a chance that was what his father had wanted him to do. Be scandalized by her. When his father had set this marriage up he wasn’t quite sure what his father had expected. Though he knew that his father had planned to choose his wife, she was nice and not at all the kind of woman he would have expected his father to choose for him. However, that was a nice surprise. Even if he had expected Killian to be upset by such rumors and scandal he was not one to judge based on word of mouth. He preferred to hear things from the person.

“Well… . I am sorry for that… . my mother has always told me that a man should always be a gentleman, that it says more about you than the person you are speaking with,” It was nice that she seemed open to allow him space if he needed it. She wasn’t like the others princesses that he had met. And that was refreshing. It made him think maybe an arranged marriage wasn’t so bad after all. “I would like that,” he admitted when she said that she could introduce her to more animals. “For a long time I had felt like I never wanted to get married because… some of the princesses I have met are not exactly…  pleasant. But… you’re different… . I like it.” 

“I like that,” Lorelei remarked upon hearing his mother’s teachings. Hopefully she’d be as kind to her daughter-in-law, unlike her actual mother.  She blushed more noticeably when he told her he liked how different she was, ducking her head again. Could he be as gentle once married to her, kind like his mother? She couldn’t believe her luck if that was the case, how extraordinary that she’d find her father and then a good husband in a life that didn’t seem to promise anything but pain.  “I always wanted a husband, but my situation was far different, being raised as an ordinary woman I had nothing else to hope for.” Now she hoped it would be him after all, that nothing would get in the way. “I will do my very best to keep you happy.”  

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norringtxn​:

James could only listen in horror to her tale, deathly silent as he absorbed every word. It was horrid, for such treatment and such abuse to be inlflicted on a person as underserving as Lorelei. The man had nearly taken her life, doomed her to a life of pains and aches that would always remind her of that day… and for what? All that wickedness, because she had not bent to the will of a selfish man.

“I’m… I’m so sorry.” His hands moved on their own, seeking out hers and clasping it tightly. “That is… It is horrid that you had to go through that. I am very grateful for your strength and that you have achieved everything that you have. It is truly admirable.”

Such was his disgust with such an act, that he was not able to summon even  a small smile as comfort. All he could do to soothe any possible worries in either her heart or her mind was to give her hand a gentle squeeze.

“I promise you that you will never endure such treatment again. Ever. You are safe here.” James proclaimed firmly, not leaving any room for argument. “And I shall have our bedroom established here. Anything that you may need for your comfort, you need only ask for it, Lorelei. You know that I will do what I can.”

“It’s hard to think of myself as strong,” she admitted in a murmur, blush rising to her cheeks as her husband took her hands. She couldn’t help it, it made her feel such a tightness in her chest.  She wondered what he thought of it, of that shyness that never ceased to present itself despite them being married and bolder at night.  But her hands returned the touch in kind, gently stroking his in return, “I still dream of him. Not exactly like it was that day, it’s different, different places, sometimes he looks like someone else, but I know it’s him and I know what’s going to happen... and I wake shaking. And I still feel the shame of needed aid to walk... the granddaughter of a duke and duchess, needing a walking stick because her reputation of loose woman has led her to nearly being murdered. Too many shames, really... but... yes, I suppose there is some strength in refusing to hide despite all of this. Stubbornness, too. Just... feels like weakness all the same, the way I am still so deeply affected by all of it, even if hidden to the outside world. And I believe it’s only because I was born in shame that I always knew no other way to live and kept going. As it’s always been... implied by the fact that I found my father not long ago, I was born out of wedlock. And my mother never forgave me that. I hope, out of care for you, that you will never get to meet her. She’s not a... gentle woman... but she’s the reason I learn from young age that that’s just how life is, so I may as well keep going. Would you call that strength? I wasn’t even surprised while being murdered, it felt fitting. Maybe I’m just too used to this sort of situations to need the same strength someone else would require to survive this.”  She met his eyes and blushed more, but it was accompanied by a chuckle, “Listen to me ramble. Please, ignore all this nonsense, I don’t know where it came from.”

What a time to discover herself chatty. But James made her feel so safe that it was easier to find her younger self awakening and wishing to be heard, still so willing to talk, to share, to hope to find understanding from the other side. 

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That night there had been an accident at the docks, bells and men in the streets asking for young men to come and help save what could be saved, and her husband had of course joined in - Lorelei, like many women, had followed and had stayed nearby as they all tried to organize and plan so that the sailors would have a place to stay. But Lorelei was also distracted by how wonderful and handsome her husband was, coordinating, helping, so confident and strong, and she kept losing track of what was being said in favor of watching him help.

She went to meet him halfway when he was done, taking off her shawl without a thought, because had been splashed by the water and she didn't want the chill of the night to get to him, not considering that it wasn't an expected gesture there and then, and simply wrapping it around his shoulders as she gazed up at his face with adoring eyes - a part of her was having such surprisingly inappropriate thoughts about him in that moment, but she figured it was to be expected as he was so perfect in every way: "You did a wonderful job," she told him before he could say anything, and, drawn to him by the pride she felt as well by the attraction that had not found an expression that night, she pushed herself on her tiptoes to kiss his cheek. She realized how she had broken several unspoken rules when Mrs. Yorkshell, one of the women of Port Royal she was decidedly not close to, made a noise of disbelief, "My, Mrs. Norrington, so daring. How brave of you, and... surprising, given how many times you implied you were a modest woman." And Lorelei, still so happy to be close to her husband again, so full of energy from all the emotions he had caused, saw her friend Bernadette turn to speak and anticipated her with a smile, "I see what you mean and I do apologize for this unexpected display. I forgot how people feel uncomfortable when faced by something terribly unfamiliar, and a woman being so affectionate and caring to her husband must be so shocking to you, of all people. I'm truly sorry, I'll be more cautious of my surroundings next time." Mrs. Yorkshell smiled angrily, her husband, who had complained before when visiting the house about her - to James, of course, but Lorelei had been close enough to hear - hid behind fake coughing. Not daring to look at Bernadette because she knew her friend well enough to know she'd laugh louder if she did, Lorelei's attention went fully back to her husband, her hands still on the shawl she had offered him, "Let's go home, darling, you deserve rest and to warm up properly. I have already sent Anna back so there will be tea and the fireplace ready." And she could stay close to him and admire him some more without anyone bothering them.

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ᴛᴀɴɢʟᴇᴅ sᴇɴᴛᴇɴᴄᴇ ᴍᴇᴍᴇ       sᴇɴᴅ ᴏɴᴇ ( ᴏʀ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ) ᴛᴏ ᴍʏ ᴍᴜsᴇ!

❝ This is the story of how I died. ❞

❝ That’s when people usually start to look for a miracle. ❞

❝ And for that one moment, everything was perfect. ❞

❝ Why can’t I go outside? ❞

❝ The outside world is a dangerous place filled with horrible, selfish people. You must stay here where you’re safe. ❞

❝ All the things we’ve seen and its only eight in the morning. ❞

❝ Stop taking everything so seriously. ❞

❝ Stop with the mumbling, you know how I feel about the mumbling. ❞

❝ I distinctly remember your birthday was last year. ❞

❝ That’s the funny thing about birthdays, they’re kind of an annual thing. ❞

❝ I can’t believe that after all we’ve been through together, you don’t trust me. ❞

❝ Okay, okay, okay…I’ve got a person in my closet. ❞

❝ I do hate leaving you after an argument, especially when I’ve done absolutely nothing wrong. ❞

❝ You are not leaving this tower! Ever! ❞

❝ Ugh, great. Now I’m the bad guy. ❞

❝ I’ll be back in three days time. I love you very much, dear. ❞

❝ I know why you’re here and I’m not afraid of you. ❞

❝ The only thing I want to do with your hair is to get out of it. ❞

❝ Who are you, and how did you find me? ❞

❝ I know not who you are nor how I came to find you, but may I just say…hi. How ya doin’? ❞

❝ I was being chased, I saw a tower, I climbed it. End of story. ❞

❝ I have made the decision to trust you. ❞

❝ Tomorrow evening they will light the night sky with these lanterns. ❞

❝ When I promise something, I never ever break that promise. ❞

❝ I didn’t want to have to do this but you leave me no choice. ❞

❝ Well that’s okay, what she doesn’t know won’t kill her. ❞

❝ I’m a despicable human being. ❞

❝ You know I can’t help but notice you seem a little at war with yourself here. ❞

❝ This is part of growing up. ❞

❝ Stay calm. It can probably smell fear. ❞

❝ Haven’t any of you ever had a dream? ❞

❝ Go. Live your dream. ❞

❝ Someone get me a glass, ‘cause I just found me a tall drink of water. ❞ 

❝ Let’s just assume for the moment that everyone in here doesn’t like me. ❞

❝ I have got to get me one of these. ❞

❝ I was going to offer you something worth one thousand crowns, would have made you rich beyond belief. ❞

❝ A gift like that, well, it has to be protected. ❞

❝ You can’t tell anyone about this, okay? It could ruin my reputation. ❞

❝ Well a fake reputation is all a man has. ❞

❝ Why would he/she like you, come on now really. ❞

❝ Look at you! Do you think that he/she’s impressed? ❞

❝ I just listened to the sound of complete and utter betrayal and followed that. ❞

❝ All good things to those who wait. ❞

❝ Well I hope you came to apologize. ❞ 

❝ I need you not to get him arrested. ❞

❝ What if its not everything I dreamed it would be? ❞

❝ And what if it is? What do I do then? ❞

❝ You get to go find a new dream. ❞

❝ I’m not scared anymore. ❞

❝ We want him/her instead. ❞

❝ The world is dark and selfish and cruel. If it finds even the slightest ray of sunshine, it destroys it. ❞

❝ I’m the lost princess. ❞

❝ I’ve spent my entire life hiding from people who would use me for my power. ❞

❝ But I should have been hiding from you. ❞

❝ Where will you go? He/She won’t be there for you. ❞

❝ That criminal is to be hanged for his crimes. ❞

❝ You want me to be the bad guy? Fine. Now I’m the bad guy. ❞

❝ Let’s see how fast you can run. ❞

❝ We’re going where no one will ever find you again. ❞

❝Our secret will die with him. ❞

❝ I will never stop trying to get away from you. ❞

❝ I can’t let you die. ❞

❝ But if you do this, then you will die. ❞

❝ You were my new dream. ❞

❝ Did I ever tell you I got a thing for brunettes? ❞

❝ After years and years of asking, and asking, and asking, I finally said yes. ❞

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norringtxn​:

His gaze shifted to one side. “It was the right thing to do. It’s shameful that only I saw fit to do something about it.”

The woman seemed to not be so nervous in his presence, her voice losing it’s hasty and rushed tone. His brow furrowed at her question.

“A… A walking stick?” He had only brought her with him when fleeing the scene, and it had all been done in such a rush that if there had been a walking stick there he wouldn’t have seen it anyway. Did she need it? Feeling like he had made a fatal mistake, James made a mental note to return later and see if he could retrieve it. “No, I’m sorry. Do you need it? I… I could find something to aid you in the meantime.”

Still watching her, James rised to his feet, slowly so as not to startle her. She seemed a little calmer now, but James knew he looked just like, if not worse, the rabble that lurked on Tortuga. “You… must be thirsty, miss.” He said quietly, pouring her some water into a tankard from the jug that he kept on the table.

Keeping his movements slow, James stepped towards her and held out the tankard for her. 

“It’s ordinary,” she replied to him calling it shameful, “In fact, had I not had a pirate captain people tend to fear by my side making clear I’m not to be harmed, I believe others would have joined in long ago. You know how men-most men are here. No offense, clearly it doesn’t apply to everyone, but... it’s what I get for working in the wolf’s den.” In part she did blame herself, even if it was the men’s behavior to be appalling and the men themselves that she found responsible for it. 

It was her turn to be ashamed when she found that she had to confirm that yes, she was indeed incapable of walking properly at all times. Ducking her head, Lorelei felt heat rose to her cheeks again, “I can walk on my own but only briefly,” she explained weakly, “I’m a--It’s a permanent problem, but not many notice as I don’t use it while singing and usually sit when in public places.” Also to hide the fact that she wasn’t fully capable of running if left alone by the captain. 

“Thank you,” she reached for the tankard, still embarrassed, “And you may call me Lorelei. People here don’t bother to use any honorific, you, who saved me, should not be asked to do more than them.” And it didn’t seem to matter anymore, not in Tortuga. “May I ask for your name?” From up close, she had been able to notice that under that unkempt look there were hidden some handsome features, but most importantly that his rattled clothes resembled an uniform. 

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I was re-listening and I decided to re-share because this is her