#anhlestes

[alicornpig]

Anh is laying on the floor listening to the Subway by Chappel Roan on repeat

[darcydoescosplay]

On today's episode of "what tabs did I have pulled up while writing",

1. My document titled PIRATE YURI

2. "parts of a knife"

3. "yuri definition"

And finally

4. The Trice Forgotten episode 10 transcript, specifically the...... homoerotic Anhlestes swordfight

And 4 hours and 750 words later I have a finished fanfiction.

[lucky-numberme]

happy pride to Trice Forgotten most beloved podcast

(this is from the old days when Anh and Alestes both worked for Gammon)

[ID: A two panel comic based on the "gay meth" comic featuring Trice Forgotten characters. In the first panel, Gammon stands with hands behind his back and grins cockily at Alestes, saying "It's pride month Alestes. You know what that means." Alestes frowns back at him with hands on hips, and says "...huh? ...what?" In the second panel she says, "Do you want us to do like... even gayer piracy? what?" Gammon walks away, silently grinning to himself. Anh is sitting on a ladder in the corner looking at Alestes and says, "I wish you would" End ID]

[cityelf]

Devil take the hindmost.

Anon if you're out there this is for you

[aladywithabat]

Ohh you wanna kiss herrr, you wanna kiss her so bad it makes you look stupid

[rice-forgotten]

If anyone who does art would like to draw Anhlestes happily together and coupley (fingers crossed it becomes canon) it would give me so much joy

[littleacebee]

Day 2 of Podcast Girls Week: Pre/post-canon

Brief moment between Alestes and Anh before happenings of Trice Forgotten

“Oh, come on, no one is watching. No one is going to know.” Anh sat down under tree with sigh of contentment. “Sit down and relax, Alestes!”

They’ve been sent by Gammon to get map from a man who lived outside of the port town they stopped in. It wasn’t a long walk so they got there quickly and were already on their way back. And of course that’s when Anh started to talk. At first she commented on the weather - how hot and humid it was. Next she started to say that walking in such a weather is horrible thing to do and she would much prefer be right now on the ship. And then she finally said that they should take a break. Alestes tried to convince her that they should hurry, give map to Gammon and then they can rest on the ship with a bottle of something stronger. But of course Anh wanted to do it now and Alestes knew that they are on the verge of argument that would carry on for the rest of the day. Before she could make the decision what to answer, Anh took the initiative and sat under the tree.

“Gammon is waiting-“ Alestes started trying one last time.

“He will be waiting anyway! And he won’t need to know he waited a little longer if no one will tell him.” Anh looked her in the eyes. There wasn’t a challenge which Alestes saw usually in them. She was looking at her with a spark of companionship - like she was asking her to create their own little alliance.

They fought and argued more and more lately, especially in Gammon’s presence, that Alestes almost forgot that after all they should have each other’s backs - there were some people not necessarily happy about two young women so high in hierarchy. Now Anh was reaching out to her, genuinely asking for a moment of peace.

Alestes sat down next to her with a sigh. She could see Anh smiling from the corner of her eye.

“But only for the minute.” She stated firmly.

“Of course, captain.” The mocking tone was back in Anh’s voice, but Alestes knew, for the first time in the last few weeks, that she meant it in purely friendly manner.

Alestes closed her eyes and rested her head against trunk of the tree. It was actually quite nice to sit down and rest for a moment. She heard rustling of clothes beside her and thought that Anh has to have problem with finding comfortable position. Before she could came up with same snarky comment about it, a flute started to play.

Without really processing the situation, she immediately opened her eyes and looked at Anh. Anh had her eyes closed and was apparently so focused on playing the flute she didn’t notice Alestes’s reaction.

“I thought we were supposed to take a break, not give a concert.” She said hoping that her voice didn’t betray her.

“Oh, come on, Alestes. I know you like my playing.” Anh looked straight into her eyes with a smirk on her face.

In fact Alestes did like to listen to Anh’s playing. She secretly hoped that maybe the next song will be the melody from her memories. It never was but she kept hoping anyway. Sometimes, especially in moments like that, she thought about asking Anh if she knows it. But asking it would require to hum the melody to her and she always was too embarrassed of her lack of musical talent to do this. And she would had to open up to her and show part of her that was vulnerable and that definitely wasn’t going to happen. So her only option was keep hoping and keep listening.

“Your playing is simply better than John’s.” Alestes muttered ostentatiously looking away from Anh.

Anh laughed. She laughed so hard and so truly. Her whole body laughed with her. Alestes’s eyes were drawn back to her. She looked so care free, so young, so innocent laughing like this. The laughter stopped slowly and only the small smile at the corner of Anh’s mouth remained.

There was part of Alestes that wanted to make Anh laugh like this more often, to make her looked at her like that, to make her smile softly instead of mockingly. This part of her was beating in her chest along her heart right now. In moments like this it was so easy to listen to its growing beating and think what it would be like to have this everyday.

“Whatever helps you sleep at night.” Anh said and again there was no sharpness in her words. She raised her flut and resume the playing.

Alestes watched her from the corner of her eye. Anh had a real talent and didn’t let anything to hold her from sharing it with the world. She played the flute like it was the most natural thing to do for her. She looked calm and at peace now, like complete different person than on the ship. Alestes felt sting in her chest at the thought that she will have to ruin this soon.

But for now they sat together under the tree. Anh played her flute and Alestes listened. For a brief moment the flute’s melody was the only thing that mattered.

[genderfluidcrowley]

Alestes: Anh I need to stop fighting you for a bit because I have to go kill gammon

Anh: why do you hate me so much?