"I call it bloody dangerous."

Independent Age of Sail Blog for William Bush from "Hornblower." Side RP blog for SeverinadeStrango. Both mun and muse are 18+.

[severinadestrango]

Low RP Activity Notice

This will be reblogged to all of my RP sideblogs.  I’ve had great experiences with a handful of people here, and I’ve treasured the times and threads and conversations that I’ve had as well.  But as a whole my time RPing on Tumblr has been, to put it shortly, terrible.  I’ve had many more negative experiences than I have positive by far and every time I even try and think about coming back, I can see no reason to.  I’ve been gaslit, s*icide baited, lied to and forced to take sides on things I never should have been dragged into in the first place, and that’s just some of the stuff that’s happened.  It doesn’t exactly leave the greatest impression on someone.

That being said I do want to come back someday.  I don’t know when that’s going to be.  I’ll try and check my PMs and respond just as I’ve been doing for all my sideblogs, and if you want to try and plot with me I’m more than open.  My muses are still as strong as ever and likely will never die.  But right now I tend to avoid this site as a whole for various reasons.

That’s all.  Just thought I’d let you know.

[severinadestrango]

To anyone/everyone wondering where I am or where the fuck I went - I’m still here and lurking and I still check my PMs!  I’m not going anywhere, I’ve just hit the worst mental health drop in years and I’m slowly regathering my own pieces.  Feel free to come and ramble with me anytime <3  I’m just as present as I was before.

[ltbush]

❝I’m impressed.❞ from pavel!!

|| cruel intentions → sentence meme

Bush raised a skeptical eyebrow at his temporary mission partner - it hadn’t been his choice to be paired with a Russian agent, of course, but orders were orders, and his Commodore’s operation here in Riga needed to go well.  

“I’m going to assume that you meant that sincerely,” he said in clipped tones, and then went about reloading his pistol.  He knew that there was some sort of rumor going about the lobsters about Navy men being unable to shoot or something of that sort - but it was only ever a rumor, and there was no telling if the same thing was true for the Russian forces.  “Now, I believe we have a target to eliminate, if you don’t mind.”

[ltbush]

‘ i’m sorry, i didn’t meant to – ’ from william (((,:

|| * a little life prompts

“Not to worry, Mr. Blakeney,” Bush said, quickly collecting himself - the boy weighed little more than a fist of feathers, he’d hardly felt the impact!  “But do try to keep your footing a little more firmly in the future.  It wouldn’t do to lose one of our finest young gentlemen overboard in a squall now, would it?”  He cocked an eyebrow knowingly in the boy’s direction.  Truth to be told, if that actually did happen, God forbid, Bush himself wouldn’t be able to retrieve him due to his own ability to stay afloat in the middle of the water, and he doubted that his conscience would be able to take Blakeney’s loss (even thinking about it was difficult) knowing that it had happened under his watch.

[ltbush]

❝I’ve been very well-informed of your reputation.❞

|| cruel intentions → sentence meme

“Which makes me wonder just what you have heard, ma’am,” Bush said, although it was without any ambiguity as he tipped his hat slightly towards Miss Byrne.  It was a relatively cold morning - cold enough to be slightly biting - but not so much as to be unbearable, and he supposed that it would be welcome after weeks and weeks of the dreaded bout of oppressive heat that had settled over them for the last week or so.  “Hopefully it was not anything too terribly unflattering.”

They’d fallen into this comfortable sort of pattern ever since Miss Byrne had first come aboard the Hotspur - in which they would trade little quips with one another without any sort of animosity, and while usually he would do this with Horatio, his friend had become increasingly troubled and occupied as of late by his own thoughts.  William, of course, had tried to offer his assistance - but if Horatio’s reactions were anything to go by, it was something that he needed to take on alone and on his own terms and time.

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[ltbush]

❝It’s okay. You can laugh. I promise not to tell anyone.❞

|| cruel intentions → sentence meme

Even if Bush hadn’t been planning to laugh in the first place, it was a little bit impossible not to do so after she’d said that - and with so deadpan of an expression as well!  He tried his best to hide the smile that snuck up on him, but alas, it was to no avail - he shook his head, chuckling tiredly to himself.  

“Dear me,” he said, “you’d have thought that I had a block of ice in place of my heart!”  And perhaps some of the crewmen would have thought that of Horatio, with his attempt to be so steely-faced in front of all others - but he had never seen any reason to hide his own nature, even when he was being stern.  Not yet, at least.

[ltbush]

‘ it’s not your fault. ’

|| * a little life prompts

“If it hadn’t been for me,” Bush began, and then quickly shut himself up before it could get any more out of hand than it already had.  He’d burdened Miss Byrne with enough of his rambling as it was, enough of his self-pity - and Horatio was likely dealing with his own existential crisis, judging by how he had brutally ejected William right out of his cabin.  William didn’t need to ask to know that his friend was already terribly sorry for it - and he didn’t need to say anything either, as William had already forgiven him.  It was simply the way things worked on the Hotspur.

But it was the truth.

If it hadn’t been for him, that young seaman may have still been alive - if he had just reacted a few seconds faster.  He’d not even known the boy’s name, but the choked scream that had come out his throat right before he’d been blasted to pieces, it had told Bush everything there was to know about him.  Of those that would mourn for him when they received the dreaded news, of those that would glance at his empty hammock down below.

[ltbush]

Bush did a double take almost instantly - what had he gotten himself into now?  He’d been discouraging this young rascal from getting into trouble if anything - by pointing out all the things that could go wrong, and yet, it seemed that he had only taken this as encouragement!  

“None at all!”  William said, a note of irritation creeping into his voice, “I thought I had made that expressly clear.”

[ltbush]

Will tangled his fingers through Horatio’s hair, his other hand climbing steadily up his back as he resisted the urge to kiss his superior officer - his fiancee - senseless in the middle of the ship’s bridge.  This was like every wild dream in his life being made true all at once - he felt as if he would never want for another thing for as long as he roamed this universe!  

“Horatio,” he whispered, his hands trembling as if he was holding his very world in them, “Horatio, I adore you.”

[ltbush]

“I’ve told them about what a wonderful leader you are,” William said, with not a trace of dishonesty in his earnest words - he’d lost track of the number of times that he’d steered his family conversations off on a tangent (unintentionally, of course), reminiscing about the times that he had spent with one Horatio Hornblower and all the fantastic trials and adventures that the pair of them had been through together.  “And they are rather eager to meet their brother’s most trusted friend and confidant.”

[erinthevampire-deactivated20240]

World under the sea (Closed AU with ltbush)

[ltbush]

Not human?  How curious, William thought - she certainly seemed human in every sense, unless her legs were an illusion - but then again, perhaps she was not necessarily of humankind or William’s kind.  He’d never actually encountered another non-human who wasn’t of his kind before, and it piqued his curiosity.

Her life, however, came first and foremost.  

“You’re not hurt?”  He asked carefully, looking her over once more to make sure that there were no visible injuries - and he could detect no internal injuries either, as far as he could tell.

[ltbush]

“I must admit that most of us are not coping,”  William said, giving the Lady of the house a good-natured smile.  It was the truth - even if he was too proud to admit it most of the times, being on half-pay was absolutely dismal, not to mention the fact that he had four sisters who he tried to support when he could.  He carefully sat down, as if fearful that he would damage the furniture, for it was more luxurious than anything he’d ever laid eyes on before.  “Peacetime is hard on most navy men.”

He hoped, at least, that Horatio was doing a little better than he was - he was managing, perhaps, but only barely.

[ltbush]

|| For @marwnad, continued from here.

“I’ve done worse.” There was no further explanation, telling him about all the terrible things she had done until now, nothing too detailed about she was actually doing. He knew enough now, and she needed to be prepared for the worst if he actually would learn too much. Well, Amnesia darts always did the trick, but with Anne, it was always about the opportune moment.

“Don’t worry, William. It’s all business.” There it was again, a brief cheeky smile paired with a sly wink. Nothing he should take seriously. She sat down at the computer, wiggling her fingers who she had put in gloves. Part of the images, part of every security precaution. Wouldn’t be too intelligent to leave prints, however minimal they were.

“Besides, who minds a little cybercrime?”

“I suppose I’d be wary of making such risky moves without any sort of backup plan, but I speak solely for myself,”  William said, the corner of his mouth quirking upwards in slight amusement.  Hacking into their enemy’s databases wasn’t exactly the first solution that he would have come up with, having been trained in the straightforward ways fo the Royal Navy for years upon years - but he supposed that she had an efficiency that was all her own.

Sitting back, he watched Yvain’s fingers fly over the keys at lightning speed, knowing full well that he wasn’t capable of doing anything of that sort.  It was out of his hands now - he had done what he could - and as of now it was completely up to her.

[ltbush]

As the both of them ventured out onto the pier, William did his best to keep his eyes peeled for the strange, yet oddly friendly little creatures.  At times, now that he thought of it, they seemed almost human in their interactions with him - on a level that he had never seen before.  

“They usually roam around these areas,” he said quizzically, still not able to see any sign of them as of currently.  “But it’s - it’s rather hard to predict when they’ll come.”