#bomburjo

[henrylevesconte]

Hi thank you for the Our Flag Means Death posts

My pleasure my wonderful friend ❤️

[whalersandsailors]

a hoarse whisper “kiss me” for Goodsir/Collins please :3

During Canon, on ship, the moments after Collins’ dive, Hurt/Comfort

Henry’s body works against him. Try as he might to quell the shaking, it does not fade, even when his limbs thaw in the lower deck, supplemented with sips of rum.

His superiors send him to the sick bay. Standard procedure, they tell him, each one blithely unaware of the nightmare flashing on the back of Henry’s eyelids. He is tense, eyes averted, when he enters the room at the bow of the ship.

There is some relief when he sees only Mr Goodsir and a slumbering patient are present. Goodsir perks when he enters, a smile gracing his features as he removes his glasses and hurries to Henry’s side. The hand on Henry’s shoulder would have been a pleasure any other day, but he feels numb as Goodsir ushers him into a chair.

“How was it?” Goodsir asks, a blush on his face, eagerness clear in his voice. 

Henry dodges the question. “Lieutenant Le Vesconte told me to come here.”

“Oh! Are you unwell?” When Henry slowly shakes his head, Goodsir suggests, “I can fetch Dr. Stanley, if you—”

Before he can stop himself, Henry reaches for Goodsir, holding him in place. “Please, no.” 

Henry wants to say that he prefers Goodsir’s attention, but the words stop in his throat. His heart thuds rapidly in his chest, and for a brief moment, he fears he may expel the contents of his stomach onto the sick bay floor.

A cautious hand touches his cheek, right above his whiskers. Henry flinches at first but relaxes when Goodsir bends down until they are face-to-face.

“Did something happen, Mr Collins?”

Henry shakes his head again, focusing on the lines deepening on Goodsir’s face. His other hand grabs the front of Goodsir’s coat. His grip unbalances Goodsir who has to step closer, holding both of Henry’s arms to stabilize himself.

They have been careful thus far on the voyage, but the floating corpse of Billy Orren makes Henry fearful of much more than an unwise connexion with Mr Goodsir. Throwing all caution to the wind, he closes his eyes and pulls Goodsir to him, until their foreheads press together. 

“Kiss me,” he whispers, his voice rough and tumble with exhaustion.

Goodsir says nothing. He places a brief kiss right above Henry’s top lip before he runs his fingers through the tangles in Henry’s hair and whiskers, scattering a few more light kisses along his hairline. His hands come to rest on Henry’s shoulders as he straightens, casting a wary glance at the sickbay door.

He squeezes Henry’s shoulders through his coat, giving him a small, sad smile. “We can continue this discussion later.” He looks away, unsure. “Perhaps in your cabin, Mr Collins?”

Henry nods, closing his eyes tight. 

“Yes.”

Send me a pairing and a type of kiss!

[laissezferre]

HEY your "forgetting" gifset is rude! And also beautiful and perfect

me about to post a gifset: hey, why do u have to do that, u can just.... not

also me:

[zucchinigal]

I was tagged a bit ago by @bomburjo to post my lock screen and the last song I listened to. Sorry it took so long!

I'm going to tag @its-skadi @space-feminist @skelesocks and @sublimegentlemanalpaca

Don't feel like you have to do this, folks, i'm just a curious bean :)

[keyofmgy]

afjdka; I know several people are doing amazing Goodsir family research and you're one of them! But I just had to highlight that incredible costume. :)

LOL I’m not hating! I just figured since—if @zehstern’s crack vids are anything to go by—my fandom legacy is going to be the damn “Grandpa Goodsir delivered an ass baby” post, I’d get a tip of the hat for that monstrosity well before anything else I’ve done in the community. 🤣

[thomasblanky-moved]

Top five songs!

i thought about this very, very hard

pierre & natasha from the natasha, pierre, and the great comet of 1812 obc recording (josh groban’s voice…… nice)

walden pond by atta boy

annie’s song by john denver

bitter water by the oh hellos

desperado by johnny cash

[nopickls]

Your edits are so good!

Thank you so much! :)

[subsequentibis]

Re: your tags on that Motherland post! I think you're totally right. I LOVED that floppy hairdo, too sexy, too sexy by far. The showrunners were like, "Uh, Paul, we're gonna need a mushroom-head from you instead please."

yeah, that floppy asymmetrical hair PLUS the scruff and the plaid?? far too attractive. no one would buy that his wife ignored him if he looked like that.