#chadming

[dirtymercy]

@chadming / CHAD & BENEDICT

   He knew from the moment he sat down at White’s that he should have just stayed home. Company was not something to soothe him, though a glass of brandy would do rather nicely, but before his drink could even be ordered, he spotted a familiar head of blonde hair that made his heart sink like a stone. Teeth ground together and he hastily got to his feet -- unsure if he meant to greet his friend, or flee before he was spotted. Only a moment to decide, he started to make his exit and heard his name ring out, aimed at his back. He cringed, expression contorting before he turned around as pleasantly as he could. Still he was stiff, and his jaw clenched as he attempted to summon his usual good humour.

   "Good to see you,” Benedict said, not offering his hand. “It seems you’ve caught me on my way out, in fact ...”

SMALL STARTER CALL!

[arthurjr]

@chadming​ said: " listen to me. you're not a bad person. anyone says different will have to go through me. "

{ x - accepting }

He set his jaw and looked at Chad, “I don’t want to put you in that position.” He also didn’t want Chad to face half the population of Camelot.

[cecaeliana]

@chadming​ sent  Well, no one has crashed the party wanting to steal the crown, so I’d say it’s a success! 

     it feels pointed, the comment. if you didn’t know chad. and she doesn’t know him particularly well. eyes narrow slightly, one hand placed imperiously on her hip ( the one without the chatelaine ). “ you’re hilarious, ” she deadpans, fixing him with the kind of look that’s been known to make grown men tremble. “ if you have something to say, you should say it to my face. ”

[islewrecked]

@chadming said: [ snarl ]   your muse growling and / or baring their teeth at mine during sex. ( I'm sending you a lot and i don't remember to use the '+reverse' but you can reverse them if you wanna;)

r e v e r s e d

It wasn’t the first time this had happened, wasn’t the first time that bad boy wannabe poser fucktart had dared to sniff around Chad and the more often it happened, the closer Harry came to breaking something that wouldn’t easily be fixed.

Did Chad know why he was being so aggressive that evening? Maybe or maybe not, but the chances were high that he did considering the way Harry growled as he thrust in, his pace more demanding than it usually would be. 

“No one else gets to touch you,” Harry reminded him, an arm wrapping around Chad’s waist and tweaking a pierced nipple. “All mine, remember? Say it.”

[janefaery]

"Chad,   why   does   that   look   like   my   bracelet?   Is   that   why   you   came   to   visit   me   last   week,   to   pick   up   something   for   your   big   ball   look?"   Chastisement   turned   to   fondness,   if   exasperation.   Getting   under   her   skin   was   a   rare   achievement   that   Chad   had   mastered,   but   familial   adoration   kept   them   from   being   torn   apart   despite   their   differences.   "If   that   is   mine,   you   know   this   means   I   get   to   borrow   something   of   yours   next   time   there's   an   event,   right?"   She   wouldn't,   but   that   wasn't   the   point,   she   needed   to   do   something   to   harass   him.   "Or   no,   I'll   find   your   date   and   tell   embarrassing   stories!"   She   wouldn't   do   that,   either   -   her   threats   needed   work.      //   starter   for   @chadming​

[crownbrnarc]

incorrect quotes: 2/?                     @chadming​ & ben.

[livevlarch]

STARTER  FOR  @chadming​.

“  my   reputation’s   never   been   worse.  ”

[prognatae-a]

@chadming​ said  TOUCH (to Darling) [ touching a bruise ]

       there’s a soft intake of breath as chad’s fingers touch the slightly purple spot on her upper arm and she jumps, just a little, having been paying too much attention to the other side of the room to notice her cousin approaching. “ oh, chad, you scared me, ” she said, though scared was the furthest thought from her mind. she moved to pull the baby blue wrap from around her elbows back up over her shoulders, covering the damaged skin from view. 

       it’s too much to hope that he hasn’t seen the bruise she gave herself during training, and she’s not the best liar in the world. but she isn’t going to spill the truth just yet. “ don’t worry about that, i, uh, i dislodged a book from a high shelf in the library and it fell on me. ” she shakes her head slightly, deciding that changing the subject is the better option. “ did daring send you over to deter boys from asking me to dance? ”