piratextommy

Tommy Hawkins. 34. Pirate. First Mate on Neptune's Rage.

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Are you gonna be my girl? | Tommy&Tatiana

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tatiana-nikolaevna‌:

The way he watched her, it was just so intense. His eyes never left her and she could feel them on her even when she broke eye contact to turn on the spot. Even from the distance apart that they were and with the lighting of the room, she could see the fire, the intensity and the passion in his eyes and it almost had her gasping for breath. Never in her life did she remember anyone looking at her quite like that. 

Tatiana wasn’t a self conscious girl, she was confident, she was proud of her body and the work she had put into getting it into the shape it was. She had been in her underwear and less in front of Tommy before, but somehow, this was different. Being on stage, under lights, her movements and actions being his sole focus was almost daunting. Her entire body felt like it warmed from his words and she knew her cheeks would be blushing a perfect shade of pink. “Nobody has ever spoken to me like that before..” She watched him as he watched her and as soon as his lips touched her skin, she exhaled a shaky breath. 

Her eyes never left him as she sank to his knees and kissed her over her underwear, a wave of arousal washing through her body. “Yes, please, daddy..” 

Tommy knew, deep down, how dangerous this was. To open himself up to loving someone like this again was.. a big big risk. One he had only taken twice before, and neither had turned out all that great. He wasn’t the guy girls managed to love trough their entire lives. Instead he was the guy that girls loved periodically. In return, he had sworn off love a long time ago. Been convinced that it was not for him. But here Tatiana was, making him break all his own rules and cast aside defenses set up to protect his heart. He’d met her certain that she was going to fall in line with all the other princesses he had toyed with. And instead she had become so much more than that. 

It was impossible not to be drawn to her unpredictable mix of confidence and cute bursts of something resembling shyness. Yet he loved when her cheeks would flare like that, pinking up in a beautiful shade that made him want to say something else that would keep or increase the color. She had to know that she was a sight for sore eyes, yet she seemed genuinely astounded by his words. Words spoken in a certain revealed yet vulnerable honesty that she had dug out underneath layers of his usual easygoing charm. His eyes lingered on hers, waiting for her permission, adoration reflected in them as neither looked away. 

When he finally was allowed, Tommy sighed happily, wasting no time in getting rid of her underwear once and for all. Leaving that pink, soft, heavenly mound of hers entirely exposed and his for the taking. His lips landed on her skin, spreading down the length of her slit, nipping gently at the skin. Only now and then would his tongue dip out to stroke or lick at her. 

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piratextommy‌:

“We do, its part of the life. Aw really? I am awfully relieved to hear that you won’t campaign against having my incompetent ass thrown off the ship. That is awfully generous of you.” He could not help but laugh lightly. “In all seriousness though, we’re lucky to be part of a rather forgiving and caring crew. Not every crew becomes a family but ours has.” He said with a certain note of pride and gratitude in his tone. Their crew were his family, and he would not be standing here today without them. Waverly included. “I’m tempted.. see there’s this princess I’d like to keep around and upping my game with a wardrobe improvement might be a decent move. Did you just insinuate my clothing has no personality?” 

“Not for sucking. If you decide to start going against me though, you better watch your ass because I’ll campaign hard to have you walk the plank.” She teased before growing more serious at the next comment. “Oh definitely. We have the best crew. We could take on all the other crews and win.” The blonde added as if that was an even possible situation. “Oh no,” Waverly groaned. “Please don’t tell me you’re falling for a princess. Fucking is fine but ‘upping your game’?” Waverly glanced at the other. “And I did insinuate that. Most men have very low personality in their clothes. It’s a true tragedy.”

[piratextommy]

“Going against you? If I’m about to take up such a feat I’d need a truly good and indisputable reason to. So rest assured Waves.” He grinned, fairly certain that it was all to unlikely either way. Him going against her or her deciding he ought to drown in the near future. Nodding Tommy tried not to unconsciously go down memory lane to surmise just how much his crew had done for him and how important they were to him. “The best of the best.” He calmly agreed. It was in actuallity something he’d always agree with, never cease to have faith in. At her question Tommy could not help but shift a bit from foot to foot, not sure how to respond to such a direct question. Was he falling for a princess? If you’d asked him two months ago he would have laughed at the mere thought. Now he no longer was so sure. “It’s a figure of speech nothing more. Just having fun while it lasts.” He replied, well aware of how evasive he sounded. Meeting her gaze Tommy shook his head with a smile. “I don’t think I have ever been accused of lacking personality in anything.”

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Are you gonna be my girl? | Tommy&Tatiana

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tatiana-nikolaevna‌:

Tatiana had never done anything like this before. The only thing that could come close was when she stood on a small, makeshift stage at her sister’s birthday party, with her sisters and performed a decent rendition of a song during karaoke. She spoke in public, but the attention was always on her words, not really on her. This was different, Tommy made it different. As the lights hit her and the music started playing, her breath caught in her throat, even as she tried to hide her sudden nerves.

Waiting until he sat down, Tatiana chose simply to keep her eyes on him. He had made her feel empowered and free since the second they had met and this was just another branch of her discovery of that. Turning slowly in a circle, the blonde slowly slipped down the strap of her summer dress on one arm, before doing it with the other. She had no idea what she was doing, but as she turned back to the front and saw him looking at her, she focused solely on him. Her arms slipped out of the straps and as the dress fell to the floor and after slipping out of her shoes, she stepped out of the dress. Glancing down at herself, she smiled as she watched the lights of the film dance across her body, clad in nothing but her underwear. “Can you tell I have no idea what I’m doing?”

Tommy could not remember the last time he had been this consumed by a girl, nor this enthralled by her every move. That stage was made for her, and she commanded it with ease and grace he should have expected a crown princess to easily manage. Yet Tatiana never seemed over confident with him. Which might be his fault entirely but he had not been able to imagine her on a stage, not before now. He had been meaning to lean back in his chair, to sit with ease. Instead he found himself at the very edge of it, perched forward, having to concentrate to stay where he was. 

Their eyes remained locked for as long as either could manage to. She was a natural up there, turning slowly, taking her time, revealing skin little by little. He was itching to touch her, to kiss her, but he held himself in check for now. Instead his mind was filled with all the ideas of how he might have her. Of how he might tease and turn her on. He found himself wanting to please her, an urge she made him feel quite often, but that was unique to her. With other girls he did not care one way or another, or he had ulterior motives for pleasuring them. The sight of the light dancing across her now bare skin, creating a shine that looked like diamonds glinting in the sun, was so mesmerizing he forgot to breathe, reduced to having to take sharp breaths, finding it impossible to stay in his seat. “Not at all. You are the most captivating, mesmerizingly beautiful woman that ever lived.” He said, getting to his feet and walking up the steps. Up close he admired her for a few beats, before kissing her throat and shoulder, sinking to his knees in front of her. He simply had to have her. He had to taste her. Kissing the silk between her legs, inhaling her cent, Tommy groaned. “Please, my queen, will you let me taste you?” 

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eliza-hawkins‌:

Eliza didn’t think his first reaction would be to hug her. But he was always better than she made him out to be. The fact that he hugged her at all made her realize that this wasn’t as broken as she thought. He pulled back and she gave him a small smile, tears in her eyes as she looked at her father. He looked older than she remembered, more tired. Though she might be book smart, emotionally smart was a different story. She had learned what she needed to but sometimes she was still awkward. Her father had never been like that with her. He had always been kind and even stayed up with her to study. He had been a good father and she had just tossed him aside. 

“It’s just me. I…I wanted to come see you. Mom is back in Maryland. I…” She trailed off. Her mother hadn’t exactly been thrilled when she said she was going to be a pirate. She didn’t expect her father to be any different. “When the royals started to be taken I started looking into everything. I started thinking about you. I was almost done with medical school and I knew I had to come help. And I wanted to see you again. If…I hope that’s okay.”

Tommy was entirely stupified seeing his daughter here, on the steps of his villa, years after she’d told him she did not want to see him or visit anymore. Like with her mother she had become one of those people he did his best not to think too hard on, because it hurt too much. Unlike her mother though, Eliza was always on his mind somehow, never a day going by without him wondering how she was or what she might be doing, saddened that he would not get to hear it from her, that he was banned from partaking in her life and being an actual father. Admittedly he did not regard himself as a stellar parent, but it had and would always remain a very harsh blow to be told by your kid they wanted nothing to do with you. Whatever he might have failed at, even he did not think he’d warranted anything to deserve that. 

Normally he would have been thrilled to see her, if he thought she was here to visit.. heck if he had known that she would be coming he would have taken some time to prepare. Instead he was anything but. “You did?” His tone fairly dazed, not quite sure to believe what he was hearing. His immediate thought being that she would have had to experience something dreadful to decide after all this time that she wanted to see him again. “Help? Help how? Was...” he blinked, unable to make sense of what she was saying. A mix of quiet dread and disbelief began creeping in. “Eliza are you telling me you dropped out of school to become a pirate? After everything you told me the last time we spoke..” He shook his head. No, this had to be the wrong conclusion. She was just here to visit. “Of course its okay for you to come and see me kid I always wanna see you. But please tell me I have this wrong.” 

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alejandra-santos‌:

“They did shut you up, didn’t they? Hm, maybe it was enjoyable for more than just the main reason then.” Ale couldn’t help but smirk a little, throwing him a wink before she slipped back into her poker face. She couldn’t afford to get distracted again. When they sparred, Tommy showed no mercy, just as she would’ve wanted to be, but her ego couldn’t take getting knocked on her butt again and neither could the bruises that were probably already forming. “I’m not being petty, I’m being confident.” Her eyes never left his body, waiting and watching to react to any movement he might make. 

It always amazed Ale how a session could go from them creeping around in a near silent circle, to them sparring and going for each other with as much energy and strength they could muster. Tommy had the height and muscle on his side, but Ale’s agility and stamina were her best assets. Her punches might not have been as strong as his, but they had just as much drive behind them. Dancing out of the way of his fist as he swung for a low punch, she winced as it caught on her way to the side. If anything, it spurred her on and she acted quickly, grabbing his wrist and turning herself into him, one leg swinging out to knock his other hand away before she dropped, landing on him and knocking him to the floor and out of his crouch. “Give up yet, Hawkins?” Of course, the other thing Ale had on her side, was her willingness to play a little dirty. Grinding her hips over his, only then did Ale allow herself a little smirk, her body tilting slightly to give him a better view of her cleavage in her sports bra. “Or maybe now?”

Tommy couldn’t help but chuckle, aware that she was of course very right. They had both been enjoying themselves. He was also reminded what a decent poker face she had, going from teasing to stone cold battle face in one simple sweep. There weren’t a lot of girls around who could do that. His ex wife, oh she could definitely do that, without blinking. He used to hate it, being unable to read her face or guess what she was thinking had often been a source of frustration. As it were, he’d quickly end up the one distracted if he were to follow those train of thoughts. Instead he stuffed them back in the box where they belonged and focused on the conversation and situation at hand. “There’s a very fine line there.” He retorted, keeping a close eye on her. 

Each sparring session was different, came with its own energy and feel. Tommy happened to enjoy the ones that lasted, the ones that tested his stamina and made him push himself as far as he could go. Those were also the rare ones, but then he often took on teaching anyone around who might want to learn a few moves, which had him doing a lot of show and tell and instruction, as opposed to actual fighting. Feeling her fingers close around his wrists, he swung his other arm to knock her off balance, grunting a certain assent when she blocked. He was getting ready to wrench her down when he was the one knocked off his balance, landing on his back with her on top. “Whats in it for me?” Tommy raised his brows at her, though he stilled once he felt her hips rotate. Cheap shot.. “Playing dirty are we?” he prompted, yet his eyes went exactly where she intended them to, dropping to her cleavage, admiring its depth and imagining the feel of her breasts in his hands. That might be his biggest weak spot, and she knew it. “If you are just teasing me to get a surrender...” he began, shaking his head a little. “Fine.” With that he tugged his hand free, so he could guide her had, and lips, down to meet with his own. 

[oh-lenore]

Seven years. It had been seven years since she had seen her father. Too much time had passed for her to think they would have a happy reunion. It was her fault. She had been the one who had told him that she didn’t want to see him anymore. At the time, she thought it had been the right move. It hadn’t been, and now all she could do is hope that one day things would be okay. Or at least okay enough that she could at least be able to talk to him every once in a while. It was one of the main reasons she had become a pirate. She needed to right this wrong, even if she couldn’t do the same with others. 

She had only been on the island a few hours before setting off to the West Villas. It was nicer than what she had but that was to be expected. One of her crew members had told her which one was his and she went all but straight to it. After knocking on one wrong door, she was directed to the correct place. Eliza took a deep breath before knocking on the door. 

[piratextommy]

It was rare for Tommy to be having such a mundane morning as this one, but for once he had decided to make himself a proper lunch, after some hours of cleaning. He had yet to drink today which was usually a good sign. A sign that this day was going to be a more productive one than he’d had in a long long while. He had just sat down to eat the pancakes he had spent the last hours making, not entirely sure how they were going to taste, but looking forward to the meal all the same. The smell of them reminded him of when Rory would cook. She hadn’t been the best one when they met, burning practically anything she tried her hand at. But when Eliza had come to stay with them permanently, she had tried very hard to improve her cooking, and become quite good at it. Much better than him. Shaking his head a bit, Tommy tried not to think too hard on his ex wife and adoptive daughter. Neither were here, and both were better off without him in their life.

He’d only taken a few bites when there was a knock on the door, making the ash blonde sigh a bit as he got to his feet, mouth full of pancake, to open the door. Glancing outside, he expected to see one of his crewmates, or perhaps Mina had forgotten her key. When his eyes fell on the very last person in this world he would have thought could be on his doorstep, Tommy could not help how his eyes rounded with shock and surprise. She had aged. Oh gods had she aged. Of course, he had been sent pictures but.. they could not compare to the real person. Swallowing hard in order to be able to speak, Tommy went with his first instinct upon seeing his daughter. He reached out for her, pulling her into a fierce hug. “Eliza? What on earth are you doing here?” He asked against her hair, eventually drawing back to locate those grey-blue, startling but ever beautiful, hues of hers. “Did something happen? Is your mom with you?” 

[gparkingson-esq]

The bonfire had not ended how she hoped it would. She felt like she had screwed up everything, though she wasn’t sure what she could do. It seemed another person hated her just for existing, all of them involved in her life more than she’d hope for. But there was nothing she could do. All she could do was hope that they didn’t destroy her. It would be easy for them to which only made things worse. She had all but had a full breakdown in her room, needing to get out. Baseball cap on and face full of makeup to hide how puffy she was from crying, she made her way to the canteen. Somehow she managed to get one of the tables in the back, a cup of coffee in her hand and a place of somewhat eaten food in front of her. She took a sip, staring at the wall as she tried to put herself back together as best she could. 

[piratextommy]

Skipping across the sand, Tommy had finally broken out his jean shorts and tank feeling like the world was his damn oyster. He had not been at the top of his game or the peak of life for a long time, but the bonfire had left him feeling back on top, as if he finally had a handle on his life and where he was at. Walking across the canteen to get himself some coffee and breakfast, the pirate did however notice someone who looked like they were far from alright or on top of their world. He had seen Mina at the bonfire, though not checked in with her at the end of the night. Noticing her there alone with a baseball cap on, trying to hide what was clearly a pair of puffy post cryfest eyes, he shuffled over to take a seat with her. “Hey Mina.” He reached to take one of her hands, giving it a good squeeze. “Bad night?” he asked. 

[gparkingson-esq]

Mina was circling the fire, smile on her face as she walked. The bonfire was already fun and she knew that it was only going to get better from here. There was a spot on a makeshift bench not too far from the drink table and knew that would be her spot. Someone was there on the other side but there was still room for another person. She pulled her dress towards one side as she approached, drink in her hand. “Do you mind if I join you?” 

[piratextommy]

Mina was looking absolutely gorgeous in this dress, especially walking so close to the fire. Her hair was as inflamed, shining ever so brightly in the sharp light of the fire. It was mesmerizing to behold, and such a sight reminded him of how his ex wife had looked the first time he saw her, crouched in front of a fire in a shitty abandoned building. Noticing how she was coming over, he smiled gently. “Never would I ever.” He replied, tapping the spot beside him. 

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Are you gonna be my girl? | Tommy&Tatiana

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tatiana-nikolaevna‌:

If she stopped to think about it, it would strike Tatiana as insanity that she was trying to avoid thinking about life after the island. When she had first arrived, she had thought of nothing but getting home and leaving her captivity behind. Now, it worried her, scared her even. She had met some incredible people, had formed bonds that she would always treasure, even with people she never should’ve bonded with. People like Tommy. She didn’t let herself think about it, because she was sure that if she did, she’d realise her feelings were already getting out of control.

With most people Tatiana had been with over her life, she had always put on some sort of act, whether it was hiding her morning breath by sneaking out of bed first or acting like a completely different person, very few people saw Tatiana as just herself. Not the princess, just the girl. That was different with Tommy, who from the first second she had met him had somehow given her the confidence to be the girl she was and wanted to be. Her lips always felt strange when she was with him and they weren’t pressed against his, like they missed him almost. “I am?” Her face lit up, unable to stop herself as she watched him, her feet taking her backwards towards the stage. “Why don’t you sit down and find out?” Winking at him, Tatiana grinned as she made her way onto the stage, standing centre stage before she looked out. “I’m guessing we don’t have any lights or music to make this a little less daunting?” 

When they were first assigned here to look after the royals, Tommy had been dutifully doing as he was told, but he had also been annoyed and frequently very restless. This island was neither a home, nor did it make a good substitute when you were so used to being on the move. To always going from one port to the next, or not seeing land for days on end. He had somewhat blamed the spoiled royals for keeping him down and getting on his nerves far too easily. Never had he thought he would actually come to grow fond of more than one, and certainly not walk around wishing for this particular princess never to leave at all. 

Most got to experience one or two sides to him, depending on their approach and perhaps even more importantly, his motives. And while he might have quite a few of those with Tatiana, he felt himself opening up in her presence, feeling like he could just show her any side to himself without fearing she would turn away. At times it did seem too good to be true. “You are.” His voice was even when he replied, without a hint of hesitance. She truly were the only show he’d want to watch. Heck he could just watch her for hours. At her suggestion Tommy wiggled his eyebrows before retreating towards first row. When she asked about lights or music however, he changed course. “Just give me a sec.” he said out loud, reaching the booth in the back where he could turn on a movie but mute it, and chose a soundtrack to play instead. Once he returned to the stage, he moved into a chair in a complete daze. The sight of the projectors light dancing over her pale skin was fucking incredible. 

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tatiana-nikolaevna‌:

Sighing contently, Tatiana couldn’t help the smile on her face. Even though she tried to ignore it, it didn’t escape the princess that even though she was sitting by a giant bonfire and the island was still warm in the evening, that at Tommy’s touch, a shiver ran down her spine. It was probably the first time that Tatiana had seen a tender side of Tommy. She’d seen vulnerable, she’d seen the dominant, powerful side of him, but with a soft kiss to her temple, it brought a new side of him to light and just like all of the others, she liked it immediately. “Well I’m now relying on you. My need for the perfect marshmallow is now firmly in your hands.” Grinning at him, the Russian followed his instructions, placing her marshmallow in the spot that he directed her to. “Well, it may come as a shock to you but I have never toasted a marshmallow on a bonfire, so I can’t tell you, but let’s go for light brown.” Looking up at him, she grinned at the sound of his laugh, the sound of it, after the night on his roof, was like music to her ears. “You say that, but maybe you should talk to Flynn about how close we came to not having a villa because of an incident with the toaster.” Turning her head back to look at the fire and her marshmallow, Tatiana placed her head back on Tommy’s shoulder, shuffling ever so slightly closer to him. “So do I need to turn it or anything? Or do I just leave it there to.. Cook?”

Tommy rarely doubted himself around women. He was naturally confident and at ease, secure in the knowledge of who he was and what he wanted. Though with Tatiana that did not always prove true, even though he had a knack for hiding the fact that she did make him self conscious. He would quietly question his choice of words, wonder what she thought of him and fear that he might end up saying something wrong that would chase her away. Because physically they were entirely in sync, it was not the part that worried him. What did was being more and more aware of the stirring emotions inside him and trying to ignore what they meant, and what weight they were beginning to carry. “At that case, I better join in the roasting so you might visualize what to do in order to obtain the perfect marshmallow.” He announced, adding a mock serious tone and reaching behind him to take one of the other sticks he had brought and place a marshmallow on the tip. He grinned back at her, observing as she followed his instructions. “Never? Thats just... its due time we remedy that. Can’t have you walking around lacking such fun experiences as this.” This time he was actually serious, though not shocked or all that surprised, but convinced that she indeed needed to learn this. “You managed to get a toaster to set fire to something? That is pretty impressive. And I clearly need to talk to Flynn about safety measures if he’s already let you near burn down his kitchen.” Tommy found himself smiling in both amusement and a bit of that familiar elation that coursed his veins whenever she was near. His arm fell naturally around her shoulders, his hand running up and down the top part of her right arm to make sure she wasn’t cold. “Yes you need to turn it. Rotate means turn babe. Every other minute or so. Like this.” He turned the one he was roasting, which quickly was done. Bringing the sweet away from the flames, he held it so she could see. “This is how its supposed to look like.” 

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prettiwaves‌:

“And I wouldn’t be here without mine as well. We naturally have a lot more invested in our jobs than most people. But if you suddenly suck at shooting things tomorrow, it’s not like all of us are going to be done with you.” She remarked, shrugging her shoulders. The blonde laughed at the question, “Hey now. I didn’t say we’d get rid of everything. We would just use most of it as a base and fix some things.” Waverly murmured. “Like, less of this all one color thing or all the same colors and add a little bit of personality.”

“We do, its part of the life. Aw really? I am awfully relieved to hear that you won’t campaign against having my incompetent ass thrown off the ship. That is awfully generous of you.” He could not help but laugh lightly. “In all seriousness though, we’re lucky to be part of a rather forgiving and caring crew. Not every crew becomes a family but ours has.” He said with a certain note of pride and gratitude in his tone. Their crew were his family, and he would not be standing here today without them. Waverly included. “I’m tempted.. see there’s this princess I’d like to keep around and upping my game with a wardrobe improvement might be a decent move. Did you just insinuate my clothing has no personality?” 

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tatiana-nikolaevna‌:

It was a typical thing to think that royals had everything, could do anything they wanted. To a degree it was true, but not once before in her life had Tatiana been to a beach party or a bonfire. Never had she been on a beach with this many people in a bikini top and a pair of shorts. It was a whole new lease on life for her. As she walked across the beach, her eyes found him almost instantly and before she could think, she was sitting down next to him, leaning her head towards his shoulder. “Hi..” Tatiana nodded, taking the stick from him before she glancing at him, a smile on her lips. “So I can’t be trusted with food and heat.. So you’re going to have to help me or it’ll catch fire or burn. I’m a walking hazard.”

The bonfire was an annual tradition which Tommy happened to like, despite its nod to american culture in higher education. It was sort of cathartic for him at the moment, as he felt like with the flames he could burn away his last thoughts of not living life. As if he could start a little fresh, go for a new beginning from here on out. At the simple feel of Tatiana’s head leaning against his shoulder Tommy could not deny the contentment that filled him. He was scared to examine his emotional state where the Russian beauty and princess was concerned, mostly because he suspected he would find that her presence had become very important and transformative to him. He wanted her there, all the time. “Oh I’ve got you princess.” he gently teased, placing a kiss against her temple before nodding towards the embers of the fire. “Place the tip down there, and keep it steady a few minutes before you turn it. Do you like yours light brown or dark brown? Cause if the latter you can add a minute or so to the time of rotation.” he explained, laughing a bit at how cute she was being. “You’re anything but a hazard though.” 

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emily-windsor‌:

There were so many stark differences between how the two siblings were raised but in truth, Emily had never really thought about them until right there and then. Her mother might not have been interested in her daughter, but her stepfather had at least taught her values, she was raised in neglect, but she was still raised to be a respected woman, even if her own parents didn’t respect her. Tommy had been raised a pirate, people at war, people to fought and with a mindset of kill or be killed. For Tommy, he’d kill, for Emily, she’d be killed. It was different, but that’s just who they were, who they had always been and who they probably always would be. 

“Don’t you think I wanted to? Do you honestly think I lay in that fireplace, blood running down my face from the gash in my head and didn’t think about ending it, there and then? Sure, I didn’t do it because I don’t have it in me to take a life but that’s just because of how I was raised and what I chose as a profession. I can’t honestly say that if I was raised with you, by him, that I would’ve let her walk away. That if he did that to me and we were raised in the same way, that I wouldn’t have made the same choice you did.” Because that’s what it boiled down to, Emily’s life made it impossible for her to do it, but Tommy’s didn’t, but if she had been brought up with her brother, she didn’t know what she’d be capable of. 

“Oh my god, why don’t you get this, Tommy? You are my brother, you are my family. All I ever wanted was a family that actually gave a shit about me! I wanted a sibling, I wanted someone to be silly with and roll my eyes at when they got protective! The day you turned up was the best day of my life and it always will be. I got my brother and through you, I got this whole new, crazy, slightly fucked up family, I’ve never had that.” She shrugged, shaking her head a little. “If I regretted my decision, knowing now everything that’s happened, I would be gone by now, but here I am. Because no matter what happens, I don’t regret my decision.” And she didn’t, she had used it to hurt him in the argument, but never had she doubted her decision to move. “I’m still helping people here, I am saving lives, but in a place where people give a shit.”

Emily knew they had a long way to go but as she hugged her brother for the first time in months, she knew they were at least on the right path. “We’ll sort something out but I want to help.” She pulled back from their hug, looking at him directly in the eye. “I can’t lose you, Tommy, so we’re sorting this out and we’re getting you through this.”

There were plenty of reasons why their world views should be starkly different. And Tommy had considered them plenty of times over the years. Mostly because he had been forced to face the fact that his sister had other opportunities in life. Ones he’d never have and ones he had simply been born without. Part of him would always struggle with a sort of guilt for taking her away from the mainland. Away from a life that would have been.. safe, sane, normal. All the things that a pirate existence simply didn’t bring. And there were times when he had questioned whether or not she could hack it as a pirate, given how utterly unwilling she was to take a life. Even to defend herself. That made for quite the dilemma when out on open seas being ready to face an attack from a naval ship.

“There’s a big difference between thinking about it, and acting on such emotions and impulses. And how you might have turned out if raised with me doesn’t really count Em. You weren’t. And part of me thanks any sea god or whatever greater power might exist for that. Because while she was certainly no saint, you were safer being where you were. And lets be real, if you’d been there I would probably have killed him years earlier, the second he managed to lay a hand on you without me being there to take the blow, his life would have been forfeit.” He said, quite harshly. But all this sudden 'if I had been in your shoes' talk did not make any sense. Not when taking into account her previous devastation. Her questioning how he could have done it, not believing that he hadn’t done so to protect her as well as protect himself. “I don’t know.. how is me taking our fathers life suddenly okay?” He had to ask. Hoping for an answer that would provide some clarity.

“And yet you don’t really let me in. You don’t really trust me or lean on me. When someone hurts you or fucks with you, you don’t tell me everything.. you assume I’ll just take the violent route. Other sister tell their brothers that shit.. so clearly something about how we work, isn’t really working.” He ruffled his own hair, finding this subject to be almost harder than that of their fathers demise. He’d never thought he would make a decent older brother. Never trusted himself in that role. Yet her actions were building up under those fears and that constant uncertainty. “So yeah, you wanted a brother, you say you’re happy I came to find you. But I don’t know how to stop questioning if you actually wanted, and still want, me in particular.” Tommy’s eyes were on the floor, wondering if he had, yet again, gone too far. Pushed the envelope too wide, underlined another factor that should have been left untouched. “Okay..” There did not seem to be much more to say. And he had to do his best to believe her when she said she was happy being here and had no wishes to leave. Inwardly he was secretly glad. His world wouldn’t be right side up without Emily. Hugging her back, he sighed softly against the weight of her blonde locks. “Alright, roomies it is.” Her stubbornness would have won wars in a different universe, he was sure of it. “Sure. A go for plan B.”

[piratextommy]

The beach was steadily filling, though Tommy’s eyes had been trailed on the flames for a good while. There was something about a bonfire that made him feel oddly at ease. It wasn’t the warmth or the crackle of the flames but the light that danced before his eyes. But then as always, the one person with light like no fire or sun could outshine came into view. Tatiana. He smiled, a smile of true affection as he gestured for her to take a seat beside him, fishing a marshmallow out of the bag he had brought hand threading it onto the stick he had made before holding it into the fire to be roasted. “Want a marshmallow gorgeous?” 

@tatiana-nikolaevna

[piratextommy]

Are you gonna be my girl? | Tommy&Tatiana

[piratextommy]

tatiana-nikolaevna‌:

There had been a time, well, most of the time really that Tatiana dreamed of little else than getting off of the island. Now, whenever she pictured that day, she felt a tug of something negative and it was when she thought about leaving the people behind, specifically people like Tommy. She never would’ve guessed that a pirate on the island would have such a hold on her, but there he was, in most of her thoughts and more often than not, when she was alone at night, her thoughts drifted him. 

“Maybe I will, maybe I won’t, we’ll just have to see, won’t we?” Tatiana returned his grin, although hers was accompanied with a blush of pink on her cheeks. With Tommy, she felt like a young girl with her first crush, bold yet shy, suggestive but coy, it was a wonder she knew what was going on herself. As they entered the cinema, the blonde took a moment to look around, the scene so foreign to her now. It wasn’t often that Tatiana got to go to the cinema but the room reminded her so much of the movie room at home, a room she hadn’t seen in close to a year. “So what you’re telling me is that you brought me here to watch porn?” Turning towards him, her eyes sparkled, her head tilted up as he stepped towards her to meet his lips. Sliding one hand around the back of his neck, Tatiana held herself close to him, losing herself in the kiss. So easily she fell under his spell. Reluctantly pulling back, Tatiana moved her hands to push against his chest as she began taking a few steps back. “So what do you want to watch, Mr Hawkins?” Grinning at him, Tatiana moved to the front of the room, standing in front of the stage that housed the large screen. “Am I the show?”

It was odd how someone who saw the world so differently, and came from a background that were literally worlds apart from his own, could prove to become important. To have such a significant impact on his life. From the moment he saw her, Tommy had felt as if Tatiana brought nothing but light into his life. She truly was a sunbeam, one which was so beautiful to look at his eyes hurt, though so amazing he couldn’t find it in himself to look away. The thought of simply going back to every day life on the ship without her close by was a tough one to contemplate. He’d rather avoid it, for as long as humanly possible. 

“We will indeed.” he agreed, enjoying the sight of her cheeks blushing that gorgeous shade of pink. She continued to be a little challenging to read at times, however the challenge was refreshing to Tommy, and intoxicating. He found himself constantly trying to puzzle her out, constantly hunting a little for her feelings, intentions and thoughts. It was the type of challenge he welcomed. The cinema was one of the biggest buildings as far as scale went. While it was just two stories, it was wide in size and the one, big viewing room was quite large and spectacular. “Possibly.. maybe.” His response was veiled and short, lost to the dance of their lips pressing against one another and engulfing each other. Each time they kissed, Tommy savored the taste and feel of her lips against his own. And the rush of pure adrenaline flying trough his veins, leaving him eager for more. Much more. When she pulled away, he was left breathless, reeling in the absence of her. Tommy’s eyes shone, following Tatiana’s every movement. “You are the only show I wanna watch.” He replied, his voice deep with desire for her. “Do you know how to put on a show though?” he teasingly prompted, nodding behind her to the very empty stage which was hers for the taking. Looking expectantly at her he drew closer, without catching up to her entirely, perched a few feet away. 

[piratextommy]

alejandra-santos‌:

“Tommy Hawkins, when have I ever been able to shut you up?” Raising her eyebrows at him as she stood up, Ale focused on getting the much needed breath back into her body as she moved her arms around, keeping her muscles as loose as they could be. “Oh, aren’t you kind?” Things had always been easy with Tommy, up until recently anyway. They had always been light together, having fun even when they were meant to be serious, but when Tommy’s life had gone down a darker path, Ale had found herself stressing, trying to make sure she was there for him every step of the way and although she didn’t resent it in any form, she had wondered if their relationship would take a turn, but it seemed, they were able to keep things together. “I don’t need you to explain fighting to me, but thanks for the lesson.” Rolling her eyes a little, Ale steeled herself, not prepared to go down again.

“Don’t think complimenting my ass is going to get you anywhere, yours is going to be black and blue by the time we’re done here.” The Latina took her stance, taking a deep breath to focus herself before they began. As he moved, her eyes didn’t leave him, her hand instinctively reaching out to grab onto his leg as he went for a kick. She pulled on it before spinning away, landing her own to the side of his other leg. Goading him didn’t even come into her head as she focused on nothing but the task in hand, ducking into a crouch to swing a low, sweeping kick to his ankles.

“Well there’s those times when you’ve sat on my face. That does tend to shut me up.” He brazenly shot back with a slight shrug, as if he were commenting the weather, not very intimate moments they’d shared. Not because those moments meant less, but because it was rather factual. He’d never claimed not to have a dirty mind, or mouth for that matter, where she was concerned. Like any good fighter he kept moving while they were talking, to keep warm and keep the momentum going. “Downright generous.” He argued, though he also had a hard time keeping a straight face. This was how things were usually with them, as they were working their way back to a new kind of normal. He had been messing with their normal, given his ebbing mental state and her being very present and vigilant in order to make sure he didn’t do something stupid. In truth Tommy owed his best friend a whole lot more than to be generous during a simple training session. “Come on now, don’t be petty.” he replied, remaining calm, but finding her attitude a little annoying. 

They both had confidence well up to their ears, which made agreeing on who would loose the most during this absolutely impossible. No one wanted to concede to the other, and no one wanted to seem weaker or to be beaten. “We’ll see Santos.” He centered himself, preparing for what she might throw at him. Then they were moving, and he had to dance his way out of a fall as she yanked on his leg, forced to step back in order to try and regain balance. He tried to jump, to avoid her swinging legs, though he wasn’t fast enough to act, his left receiving most of the blow as he went down. Despite the pain flaring in his ankle, Tommy rolled into a crouch and was quick to get back up, shifting his weight and going for a low punch as he got back within range. 

[piratextommy]

princess-wilhelmina‌:

She knew what she was going to get when she made the suggestion of staying together all day. There was going to be sex and a lot of it. Most likely she would end up either too strung out to form sentences or so on edge all she could think about was holding on. Either way, it sounded like a perfect day for her. Maybe it was even time to ask for some of the things she had only thought about, things she had been too shy to ask before. It was clear she was going to enjoy herself and that’s what she needed to concentrate on. Her whole body shook once he started to rub her clit. She was always quick to come the first time and this was no exception. It didn’t take long for her to come loudly, nails digging into the couch as she contracted around Tommy. She all but collapsed on the couch, ass now higher than it had been before. He never stopped moving and it made her whimper, overly sensitive right after she came. This was the time she adored the most. The time between when she first came and when Tommy did. She was here to make him feel good. Nothing else. It made her feel powerful, sexy in a way she had never really felt before. She squeezed around him once she had more concentration, trying to get him to come as well. In a spur of the moment decision she sat up as best she could, changing the angle of his thrusts into her. Her back moved against his chest, hand coming up to tangle in his har. “Come on. Need you to come, too.” She whimpered as he moved just at the right angle inside her, body shaking once more. “Please. Need to feel you.” 

He didn’t imagine that the demands he’d set were of any surprising nature to her. Unlike anyone on this island, Mina knew best what would happen when she came to a point where she found the bravery to ask for his full and undivided attention. The force of it could be overwhelming, and his mind was a well of depravity which he was fairly sure hers lacked. Not that he faulted her for that, quite the opposite. He valued her innocence and her curiosity. He also knew that he had her consent and would keep it without there being much hesitation or uncertainty. She might ask questions and she might name some fantasies of her own. Both of which he would accommodate along the way. While he was craving release himself, the sight and feel of her shaking body never ceased to bring him genuine joy. He loved to take in the sight of her as a shivering, whimpering mess, pleading with him for what was to come, or simply collapsing in front of him like she was right now. The sight only drove him to put even more force into his thrust, bordering on painfully rough as he plowed into her suckling, dripping count. What happened after Mina had an orgasm was something he found to be quite unique. The force of her pleasure would immediately drive her to thirst for his, to want to please him so badly she hardly knew what to do with herself. Except today she did. His breathing was ragged, and his muscles were tense, yet he would never meet her pleads with anything less than a decent response. “My Mina, getting bold today. So hungry, so needy. Don’t I always meet your needs though?” He all but breathed that last question, groaning with feeling as he finally hit climax, filling her up with his seed. At the same time his thumb put pressure on her clit, making damn sure she would come with him.