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[rightfulcaptxin]

Falling To Pieces

@anhonourablecaptain | continued

“Keen?” Edward whirled around to face him. “Keen? You think I’m bloody keen to throw this away?” He pushed right up into Liam’s space, anger taking hold to protect himself from the pain this was causing him. “Alright, Li, I tell you what. If you can tell me, right now, when the last time we had an actual conversation was, what problem I had at work last week, or what fucking date passed by two days ago, then I’ll stay.”

He’d barely seen his partner lately. If Liam wasn’t working late at his office, he was absorbed in his laptop in the evenings. He’d stopped bothering to set the table for dinner, just bringing a plate through to where Liam was working. He knew Liam took his job seriously and he’d never begrudge him that, but when he hadn’t even acknowledged the anniversary of his grandfather’s passing, that had been the last nail in the coffin. What made it even worse was that he knew it wasn’t deliberate. Liam just hadn’t even noticed the date. It was the whole reason he’d wanted to go back to Galway.

[princesircastic-archive]

Daring Confessions

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James watched Liam carefully, seeing the other prince clearly struggling to approach whatever subject it was he wished to discuss with him. He waited, patiently, for Liam to finally get the words out. It was obviously something serious, given how awkward and uncomfortable he seemed. As soon as the words spilled from his old friend's lips James' eyebrows shot up in unrestrained surprise.

"… You did what?" He stared at Liam for a few moments, processing this information, and then his face broke out into a grin and he burst out laughing. "Gods, Liam… are you serious? You slept with a pirate in public?" He jumped to his feet, crossing the room to him. He gripped Liam's shoulders with another laugh. "Liam Jones, I am impressed."

[sherwoodthief]

Secrets and Outlaws

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His gaze followed the length of the arrow, past the sharpened point of the head, to the target in the distance. He drew in a slow breath, aware of every muscle in his upper body - the familiar pull of the drawn bow, the grounded stance of his legs. His lips curved faintly into a smile as he chose his moment, fingers releasing the string and propelling the projectile forward at high speed. 

Within mere seconds, the arrow thunked into the wooden strut beside the curly head of the tall, broad-shouldered man in the sailor’s uniform, where it quivered with the impact. Robin pressed himself against the side of the building, shadowed in the narrow alleyway he had taken refuge in, and watched with a grin. A slip of parchment now hung upon a string near the tail of the arrow, bearing a message meant only for the sailor. 

‘Look behind you, handsome.’

[justmilah]

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Milah huffed her annoyance. She couldn’t be sure which brother was more stubborn. There were times she was convinced he only tolerated her presence for the sake of his brother, though she could never be sure if that was self projection or not. (There were also times she thought he might like her well enough.) “This isn’t about what you can manage. If it were, I’d only be here if you had three broken limbs and a concussion.”

Her eyes flickered to the shifting linens and she had to bite her lip to keep quiet. She was curious, insatiably so, but it was a topic she had so little information on. She did her best not to needle and poke and pry until she knew each story behind the dark spiderwebbing of veins and some days she thought Liam might offer one of his navy medals for her restraint if he knew! She cleared her throat and focused on the present again. “Perhaps. But can you say if I weren’t here fretting he wouldn’t be, either? Of the two of us, he’s better at the wheel.” She sifted through a selection of dried leaves before making him a tea. “Don’t worry, the willow bark isn’t bitter in this batch.”

[txrmundgiantsbane-blog]

Tormund’s Follow Forever

Okay, so apparently there are 500 of you mad fuckers following this blog now... I don’t understand how it got to so many, but I am so grateful for each and every one of you. 

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Without all of you my Tormund would not be the character he is, so thank you to each and every one of you for writing with me, and putting up with me throwing headcanons at you!

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 This is just a veeery small selection of the people I love seeing on my feed, and who I have either written with in the past, am writing with now, or would love to write with in the future. You’re all wonderful, and it’s genuinely a joy reading your threads on the dash whether  we interact or not.

If you’ve been missed off this list please do not take it as me not liking your account or you or whatever, it’s more than likely just because its 2am right now and my brain is potato. But thank you to every last one of you for following, liking my ramblings, and writing with me. 

Tormund hugs for all! 

[aseaofmuses-a-blog]

@anhonourablecaptain

    The sun hadn’t yet risen from the horizont, but Thomas sneaked out of     the bed, his Captain and lover still sleeping soundly. As much as he wanted to     stay beside his beloved man, he had to leave, before anybody else would      wake up and found them there, together. After all, explaining such a thing     wouldn’t be easy. But he lowered himself to give Liam Jones the last, brief     kiss, brushing his lips against the other man’s.

                 “ It’s time. “ He whispered quietly.

[rightfulcaptxin]

What Came Before

@anhonourablecaptain | should be expecting this tbh

He could hear the murmur of his division from the stairway. Either a case had been closed or they were in mid discussion about something that had no relevance to the job. Either was possible. Brandishing a file in one hand he paused outside the doors and smiled to himself. It would take approximately eight seconds for the noise to stop once he walked in.

Beginning the countdown, he stepped through the doors into the main hub of Homicide. As he’d predicted, the noise immediately dwindled to a stop. Six seconds this time. They’re getting better. All eyes were upon him as he stalked past their desks. It wasn’t out of fear that they immediately silenced, of course - he wasn’t that kind of boss. It was respect that commanded their attention.

As he passed one of the last desks towards his office, he lifted his other hand and snapped his fingers in front of the only face that hadn’t turned to him - the only voice that wouldn’t have been partaking in the conversation. Liam, as always, was buried in his work. “Jones.” He barked, not stopping. “My office.” He didn’t even wait for the man to follow him. He stepped into the office marked ‘Captain’, dropped the file on his desk, and then immediately turned and shut the blinds on the window.

[princesircastic-archive]

A Long Time Coming

@anhonourablecaptain | continued

"I always used to think it was just pointless, y'know? I mean, it was always going to end up in the same place so why bother with all that? Better to just go straight to the good stuff." James shrugged lightly. "But now? Now I see why people do it. It's fun." He had never expected to like dating as much as he now did, but there was also a part of him that wondered if he was only enjoying it so much because it was Liam he was dating. It was a strong possibility.

He felt a stirring as Liam pressed a kiss to his palm, but as always pushed it down. His own restraint had surprised him. He had thought it would be much harder than it had proved to be. "Coffee sounds good." James nodded, starting to head towards the kitchen. "Well, coffee for me, obviously. I imagine you'll want tea…"