Desperate Souls

Indie multimuse ft. characters based in OUAT but influenced from various sources. Multiverse; plenty of crossovers available. Non-mutuals only. Sideblog - follows from hookedsurvivor [cannot follow back]. Voiced by Charlie

[despxratesouls]

@ofregence​ asked: “  don’t look at me like that.  ” for august!! // FROM HERE

There’s a fleeting smirk that creeps upon chapped lips as he tips his head forward, eyebrow lifting in curiosity perhaps - or was that knowing - as he takes an idle step closer. Narrows the space between them. There’s something assured about his gait as fingers trace over the wooden surface of the table - noting the quality, the construction absently - before he settles once more.

“Like what? I’m afraid you’ll have to elaborate...” he answers, tone lilting in amusement, eyes sparking with an insistence to begin this tale, to chase this path and find out how this story - the story of meeting someone new in a town where many fail to recall their truths - plays out. He finds the anticipation of it all is almost like a drug, encouraging him to chase it.

Leather clad arms lift then, folding over his chest till the fabric grows taut at the elbows, weight settling on his heels as he leans back, at ease. The smirk appears again, less pronounced, more a soft upturn at the edge of his mouth and he waits.

“What perhaps are you seeing in my look that perturbs you so? I’ll admit, I’m curious...”

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more prompts for your feels

“  what am i supposed to do when i can’t even trust my own mind?  ”  “  i have to believe death is the end. because all that waits for me in the afterlife is a debt of sin i don’t think could ever be paid off.  ” “  what do you see when you look into my eyes?  ”   “  it doesn’t always have to be you, you know?  your shoulders aren’t the only ones that can bear the weight of the world.  ”   “  i don’t think hearts break. shattered things can only be broken once. but torn things can be mended again and again until it’s all scars and stitching.  ” “  i can’t remember what it’s like to be truly wanted.  ” “  every time you look at me i feel invisible.  ” “  loneliness is a slow and cruel poison.  ” “  i’m afraid that if i let you see every side of me, you should shrink back in fear or disgust.  ” “  for once in your life, what is it that you want.  ” “  i’ve been wrapped in my sorrow for so long, i’m afraid i’ll feel too cold without it.  ” “  i just want to see you smile again.  ” “  can’t you stop running for one second?  ” “  i’ll be here. when you’re ready to talk.  ” “  being strong doesn’t mean never asking for help or admitting you’re in pain.  ” “  don’t shut me out. please.  ” “  don’t look at me like that.  ” “  the world isn’t made up of heroes and monsters. just broken people balancing between the two.  ” “  i just wanted to do something good for once.  ” “  why can’t you tell me what’s wrong?  ” “  just trust me. please.  ” “  why can’t you let me in? what are you so afraid of?  ” “   you’re so worried about losing me/them you’re missing everything in front of you.  ”   “  i’m not leaving you.  ” “  you’re not alone. i’m here.  ” “  you see everyone so clearly except yourself.  ” “  don’t you understand? i love you. and nothing you’ve done, no matter how much of a monster you think you are, is gonna change that.  ” “  i find broken things interesting. maybe that’s why i like you so much.  ” “  i want to be whatever it is you think i am.  ” “  you see the good in everything. that’s why i like it when you look at me.  ” “  i’ll still be here when you wake.  ” “  i promise i’ll never hurt you again.  ” “  as long as i have you, the rest doesn’t matter.  ” “  what did they do to you?  ” “  i’m not sure i should leave you alone.  ” “  i won’t hate you. i know you think that’s what you deserve but it’s not.  ” “  i want to love the parts of you that you hate.  ” “  i’m scared of what you’re becoming.  ” “  i’m sorry, i’m not what you think i am.  ” “  you’ll always have a home with me.  ” “  what happened to you?  ” “  i thought i’d never see you again.  ” “  you’re such a fucking coward.  ” “  i envy anyone who has the privilege of being loved by you.  ” “  you scared me.  ” “  please, don’t ever give up on me.  ” “  i’m not giving up on you. not ever.  ” “  i know you love me. but it’s not the way i want to be loved.  ”

[despxratesouls]

MUSE LIST:

King George

Ruth

Prince Philip

Prince Eric

August Booth

Brennan Jones

Will Scarlet

Jack (the giant slayer)

Roland

[despxratesouls]

im-possiblelimits​ / @thebrcthersjones​

liam snorts & allows a smirk to appear, only because he knows eric will let him get away with such reactions, unlike most other royals. “i’m sure you’re more aware of such a trend then you may want to admit,” he muses, giving the prince a knowing look.

he hums as eric fills him in on the happenings throughout the kingdom while he & his crew were away, a brow raising at the mention of pirates nearby. more than a little surprised at their lack of trouble, at least according to the man next to him. liam’s smile returns as their gazes meet once more. “i assure you, your highness, our trip wasn’t nearly as exciting as you might’ve hoped it would be. smooth sailing through it all, & very little else to keep the men entertained along the way.”

Under the knowing look, Eric simply offered an affable smile in return, though of course he knew the truth in Liam’s words. He was far more calculating than his peers gave him the credit for, presuming that the heart on the sleeve, open prince could never be devious beneath it all. He hadn’t quite escaped the captain’s notice though, an interesting realisation.

“You say such things, but the thought of being on the open sea in any capacity is exciting in itself, especially when you consider the alternative...” he replied, thinking about the social graces, readings and obligations he had to walk through on a daily basis. “The freedom of being out there is more alluring when it is not permitted to you without cost...” he answered honestly, knowing that truly to travel as Liam did was not something he could do. Even if he did go, it would be with guards and servants, all the fuss afforded to a prince regardless of whether he truly desired it.

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justmilah​:

  There was a strong tangle of conflicting emotions when she saw the blood. AA viscious little voice in her head snarled ‘good, it’s what he deserves’ while another mourned for Killian, hated that he was the one to do it and that he’d have to live with it. “I was,” she admitted. “For all that he claimed to hate you, I thought he’d do whatever he could for you, should the day arrive.”

She narrowed her eyes and tilted her head, trying to read him. “What key bit of information am I missing? What interesting little tidbit of your tragic backstory is there that would make me regret punching you and desperately wanting to do so again?”

Watching her carefully, Brennan resisted the urge to massage his jaw once more and worked instead on piecing together the fragments of knowledge he had from that last meeting with Killian to possibly identify the woman before him. “You are the lost love he spoke of...” he murmured eventually, eyes closing briefly as understanding came and along with it the feeling towards his own lost loves.

“Whatever is left of me to know, is not that which I desire to disclose so openly... we both know how our lord and master enjoy his games... hm?” he answered, tone deceptively light as he cast his gaze around, unwilling to trust in the luck of simply not being perceived. “If you want my tale, or simply to punch me again, perhaps at a more discreet location...” he suggested.

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im-possiblelimits​ / @thebrcthersjones​

one of the things liam has always loved the most about eric is that he’s never felt the need to question just how much the older man cares about him. never felt the need to change anything about the core of who he is. eric has never shied away from showing his feelings towards liam, & has always been genuine about them.

it’s also the main reason why liam fell in love with him in the first place.

he smiles into the kiss, laughing softly once he manages to get free, & presses a final, quick kiss to eric’s cheek before slipping out of bed before he can get caught again. not that he’ll put up much of a fight if that does happen, of course.

“any requests?” liam asks as he gets dressed, stealing one of eric’s cozy sweaters to wear.

Propping himself up on an elbow as Liam slipped from his grasp, Eric watched the other dress, smiling when he noticed the sweater of choice the other had acquired. He couldn’t find it in him to protest, he rather did like the sight of the other in his clothing after all. And they were good sweaters for warding off the chill.

“Anything you like, darling...” he replied, complete fondness in his tone as he spoke, lifting his free hand to brush it through his ebony locks before he sat up properly and began to contemplate moving himself. It took a moment or two to work up the energy to do so, but he soon slipped from the bed and leant over to brush a gentle kiss against Liam’s cheek.

“Chef’s choice, I’m sure whatever you choose will be wonderful.”

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im-possiblelimits​ / @thebrcthersjones​

“why would i care if hades discovered that little bit of information?” it’s not like he cares what happens to brennan down here, which means hades can’t exactly use the man against him for any future reason.

“don’t act like you give a bloody shit about either of us. you left, which means you have no part of our lives– or deaths, anymore. what happened to either of us is none of your business, & it never will be.”

“Given the cruelty the lord wields here, I imagine he’ll use it to ensure you never escape my presence...” Brennan replied, gaze cast to the side. If he was being selfish he might never disclose such a thing, keep Liam close because after all he was his son. “He plays many games like that...” he replied, thinking of the job he had been cast to.

An expression of pain flit across his counternance as he looked upon his eldest, before he forced it away. Liam was right, he did have no right to the other’s life. “I never stopped caring for you... despite what you belief. But I know the damage I have wrought upon the pair of you... Your brother made it very clear...” he answered, hand unconcsciously pressing to his waist where the phantom pain of the blade penetrating his flesh lingered.

[despxratesouls]

This blog is on hiatus for the time being as I just went back to work and my timetable is manic. I shall get back to writing on here as soon as I can but I need a breather for a while. 

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Look After Our Own

princesircastic​:

“… Well, you might be right there.” James agreed with a laugh. Philip was indeed a peacock when it came to fashion and attire. There really was no one quite like their dear friend in that regard. As soon as Eric had taken note of the shade of red his outfit was going to be, James tucked his phone away again, resuming his former position with his arm tucked securely around Eric’s shoulders.

“You’re already plotting out potential outfits, aren’t you?” He asked after a few moments of comfortable silence. He knew Eric far too well, really. “You know, I used to think I was bad when it came to clothes. Then I met you and Philip and realised I am far from the worst.” He teased, fondly.

Eric chuckled a laugh as the other agreed with his assessment of their mutual friend for he knew there really was no other word that could truly describe Philip when it came to fashion. He loved him for it though, before Philip he had no one who matched his enthusiasm for fashion and now the two of them could spend hours talking about the latest trends if they so desired. 

He was drawn from his thoughts on outfits with a sheepish smile and he ducked his head in a nod. “You caught me...” he admitted, laughing at James’ tease. “Oh I will happily admit I am worse than you. It’s a passion. We all have ones, this is just the one that caught me...” he chuckled. “However I will give you my attention and save the outfit planning till later...” he added with a wink, shelving his ideas for the moment to be revisited when he had his closet to hand and could begin matching things to the colour sample of James’ outfit. 

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Seeing in the New Year

rightfulcaptxin​:

“Aye, that’s something I’ve learned the hard way.” Ed teased lightly, though he truly was grateful for Eric’s stubborn nature. If he had given in and let him have his space, Ed knew he definitely wouldn’t be where he was right now. He couldn’t even be sure if he’d be here at all. At Eric’s request, he picked up his phone again and quickly sent the picture over to him. He suspected it would feature as Eric’s background or lock screen in the coming days.

“Well, what would you like?” He leaned in and pressed a kiss to Eric’s temple. “Are you in the mood for something alcoholic, something soft, or something hot? I have options for all three.” He was giving Eric the option to choose, because his own default was alcoholic and there was an anxious part of him screaming for a drink – but he was making a conscious effort to cut back. At least he wasn’t drinking a bottle a night – or worse – anymore.

“Indeed it is...” Eric agreed with a soft smile, glad that he’d been determined in his refusal to give way, knowing the other man had needed the anchor. He smiled as he heard the familiar sound of his phone buzzing alerting him to the arrival of the picture and made a mental note to set it to his lock screen at the next convenience. Probably before he turned in for the night if he was honest with himself as he wanted it on there as soon as possible. 

“I think I could stretch to enjoying a rum, given we are celebrating tonight... Just the one for me, and then perhaps a tea before I turn in...” he replied after some thought, deliberating over the options. He was careful to make it clear that it was only his choice to have one and avoid putting Ed in the position where he dictated how many drinks he could have. He knew the other man had worked hard on moderating his intake and did not want to undo the good progress made. 

[despxratesouls]

Awaking From the Curse

rightfulcaptxin​:

Ed knew it was a deep hole he was falling into, one he would find it difficult - if not impossible - to claw his way out of again should things go awry. He reminded himself that he had already technically gone down this road before without diaster, and it did help a little to alleviate his concerns. Of course, there was still that voice in his head that told him this was different and that Ed the pirate had whole centuries of issues to deal with. It wasn’t going to be smooth sailing.

“I hope you’ve got the time,” he quipped, smiling a little. “I’ve been alive a lot longer than you might think.” Truthfully, he had lost count of the exact years a while ago, but he did at least know how many centuries had passed. He gave Eric a nod. “That’s fair. Alright, if you push boundaries, I’ll let you know. But…” He cupped a hand under Eric’s chin, simply looking upon him for a moment. “You have to promise to do the same.”

“When it comes to you, darling...” Eric began, turning to look at the other with a warm smile, words spoken in earnest. “I have all the time in the world.” It was spoken as though it were the most simple thing in the world and he meant it too. As fingers caught beneath his chin he held steady, searching the other’s gaze before nodding gently. 

“I swear if you push my limits I will talk...” he agreed, hands shifting to curl into the other man’s hair, gently combing through it as he leant in close. For a moment he simply studied him, and then he leant in, brushing their lips together in a gentle kiss. He pulled back a little after, pressing his head against Ed’s shoulder as he leant against him, creating a loose embrace to indulge in where they could simply be for a moment. 

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A Special Gift

princesircastic​: 

David frowned further still, clutching the collar in one hand, the now empty box in the other. “You are a mysterious one, darling…” He smiled, shaking his head. “Alright then. We’ll play your game of secrets.” He teased, leaning in for a quick kiss. “Come on then, handsome. Let’s go see what surprise you’ve got waiting for me at home.”

His mind was racing with one distinct possibility, but he wasn’t going to get his hopes up just in case he was wrong. Eager to uncover the surprise, he hurried home with Philip at his side, the smile never falling from his face even for a second. He hesitated on the step, the keys in his hand, and glanced back at Philip. “If you’ve done what I think you’ve done…”

Glad that David indulged his game, Philip simple let a warm laugh escape him as his partner all but hurried towards the goal of getting him, joining him in his excitement. He could tell the other was getting excited and in turn, he himself was too, knowing that all of the mystery would be worth it for what lay beyond the door. 

As they reached their place, he laughed again and shook his head. “I told you, I’m not telling. You want to know, you’ll have to go in...” he grinned, nudging David gently in the side, sliding his phone from his pocket to text Eric a brief we’re outside the house so that his friend knew to keep the latest member of their family in the one room for David to meet them, before switching quietly to the camera, needing to record the moment David lay eyes on their canine friend for the first time. 

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Keeping Things Quiet

rightfulcaptxin​: 

“I know, I know… he just gets right under my skin without even trying. And he enjoys that, too.” Ed was smiling despite his words. He knew Philip didn’t intentionally set out to irritate him. In fact, he knew from Eric that the man had been eager to get along with him simply because he was Eric’s partner. It was for a similar reason that Ed didn’t give in to the temptation to throttle him when his patience was stretched too far.

“Smart casual? Yeah, I can do that…” He knew Eric wouldn’t care whatever it was he chose to wear, of course. His partner seemed to find him attractive in quite literally anything. “Maybe I’ll make myself pretty for you, hm?” He teased, leaning in again, this time to press a kiss to the hinge of Eric’s jaw. 

“He does enjoy a reaction, and you do make it incredibly easy for him to get one...” Eric jibed fondly, shaking his head at the pair of them. Truly he found their engagements amusing because beneath the outward taunts and irritations he could tell that they both held a level of respect for the other and would eventually form a friendship in their own way. 

“Well I won’t say no to such prospects... I certainly won’t complain if you give me something to look at all evening...” he grinned, tipping his head as lips pressed to his jaw, a soft sigh escaping him. “I know I will certainly be making sure your eyes can’t leave me for too long all evening...” he teased, following his words with a charming wink. 

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In My Worst Moments

rightfulcaptxin​:

Ed let himself focus on the soft tone of Eric’s voice, the gentle humming, and he felt the anxiety and the panic receding away at last. They were replaced with sheer exhaustion, his limbs suddenly feeling heavy, his muscles aching where he’d tensed and clenched during the onslaught of his episode. He let out a soft sigh, opening his eyes again, wincing slightly at the shift in light. “You’re still here…” He murmured, giving the hand in his a faint squeeze.

He didn’t know how long he’d been sat there, but he could be sure it wasn’t nearly as long as it might have been had Eric not been with him. He had missed entire days after an episode like that before, only really moving when he could no longer ignore his body’s needs. “Can’t be comfortable for you on the floor.” He went on, shifting his position slightly and wincing again as sensation flooded back into previously numb limbs.

“Of course I am, darling...” Eric replied, smiling warmly at the other man as he seemed to come back to himself. He returned the squeeze, communicating silently that he was alright and he didn’t mind being there. He had a feeling that nonverbal gestures, beyond the ones they had already developed, were going to become important and he made a mental note to speak to Ed at some other time about developing some sort of signal for oncoming feelings that might lead to this, and ones that he could use after to communicate what he needed. 

“Easy... I’m okay... I’ve sat in worse places...” he murmured, twisting slightly so he could face Ed more directly. “I was just considering the idea of running you a bath. The warm water will chase away the ache in your muscles... what do you think?” he deliberately left it open, not wanting to make decisions for the other man, but letting it be clear that he was completely willing to do so. He didn’t mention his intentions while Ed was soaking, preferring to surprise the other man with the tidied furniture he was planning to reset and the small meal he intended to make. 

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Vacation Plans

princesircastic​: 

He curled his arm comfortably around Eric’s shoulders, happily returning his kiss. “Whatever gave you that idea?” He teased lightly, grinning down at him. “I might have something planned, yes…” It was definitely becoming a habit of his, whisking Eric off to some other country on whatever whim he could conjure up. Well, why not?

“So, what have you been working on today?” His fingertips stroked lightly up and down Eric’s arm and he pressed a kiss to his partner’s temple as he stretched his legs out on the bed, getting comfortable. “Or, more to the point, how many different projects do you have on the go at once?” He teased again, knowing what Eric was like when it came to his work ethic.

“Oh I don’t know... perhaps the specific questions as to my schedule...” Eric replied with a grin, not minding Ed’s habit of whisking him off on a moment’s notice. His passport was thankfully always up to date, so it simply made for an exciting adventure to be shared each time. At the question as to his work, a laugh escaped him and he shook his head at the fond tease that was far more accurate than he was willing to admit to. 

“Not so many, just three...” he replied with a smile, knowing that it was still a fair few though less than he was usually juggling. “Well three and emails about a potential fourth...” he amended after a moment as he sank into the embrace and leant his head against his partner’s chest with a soft sigh. The fourth project itself had been mostly on the back burner though the emails were getting more promising so he had a feeling he might be picking it up by the end of the week. 

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Wishes For One Day

princesircastic​: 

“I just don’t understand why he can’t be happy with who you are. He’s blind if he can’t see what a great man you’ve grown into, Philip.” David sighed, frustrated with Percival’s tunnel vision when it came to his son. Philip was one of the kindest, warmest and generally good people he’d ever met. He pulled back a little at his partner’s words, frowning slightly as he processed what Philip was suggesting.

“Wait…” He shook his head. “Correct me if I’m getting this wrong, but… are you suggesting we wait until he dies?” Whilst definitely not a young man, Percival was surely far from his deathbed yet. “You want to hide our relationship for… what, another thirty years?” He hoped he was misunderstanding what Philip meant. As much as he loved him, he couldn’t hide for that long. Maybe he meant it’s not worth waiting, and to just get it out now…

“Because my father is a relic of a time long since passed who refuses to concede quietly. He still clings desperately to the hope that I might be made in his image rather than create my own identity...” Philip replied with a completely exhausted sigh. If it was not such a constant aggravation to the way he lived his life, he would pity the man. A sigh escaped him, knowing it was fruitless thinking about his father improving in such manner, he was almost certain it would be easier to convince James to be celibate for a year than turn his father’s attitude around. 

At David’s words, a laugh escaped him and he shook his head fondly. “Dear god no. I’m not that patient. I was more thinking the opposite, truth be told...” he admitted, dragging his fingers through his curls. “His mind won’t change independently, so might as well skip ahead to the battles now while I still have the fortitude to fight them with everything I have. You never know in that thirty years time you mentioned he might have finally got over himself enough to acknowledge us together...” 

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Making Snow Pirates

rightfulcaptxin​: 

“I suppose the imagination of a child cannot be matched by anything else…” He mused, agreeing with Eric that it was wonderful, even if he didn’t quite get the appeal of it. His imagination as a child had produced some rather different creations. “They make eggs made of chocolate?”

There were still many things he had yet to learn about this world, he realised. Eric was slowly introducing him to all sorts of things. He watched as Eric worked on giving the ‘snow-pirate’ a face, curious and bemused at the same time. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were modelling him after me, love.”

“Indeed it cannot...” Eric agreed, a fond smiling settling on his lips as he looked upon the other, tearing his gaze away from their snow creation. A laugh escaped him and he dipped his head in a nod at the mention of chocolate eggs, amused at the other’s reaction. “Oh you have so many things to learn about, darling...” he grinned, excited to educate Ed all about the different holiday traditions he could experience. 

“Mm perhaps a little, but then you are my favourite pirate,” he laughed a little, rubbing at the back of his neck as he stood back and examined his design. He could see the likeness to Ed now he looked more carefully, though could not find himself minding at all. “You can always adjust a little if you’d rather...” he offered with another smile as he wandered to stand a little closer to Ed.