#hawkventure

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𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐖   𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐑𝐊𝐒   𝐋𝐀𝐙𝐈𝐋𝐘   𝐀𝐒   𝐓𝐇𝐄   𝐃𝐎𝐎𝐑𝐒   𝐓𝐎   𝐓𝐇𝐄   𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐄   𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐌   𝐀𝐑𝐄   𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐓   𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐍.      𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐀   𝐒𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐒   𝐄𝐗𝐀𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐃𝐋𝐘   𝐀𝐒   𝐒𝐄𝐀   𝐇𝐀𝐖𝐊   𝐒𝐀𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒   𝐔𝐏   𝐓𝐎   𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄   𝐒𝐇𝐄’𝐒   𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆.       um,   how   is   this   even   allowed?   she   knows   that   things   are   tight   around   here   but   she   thought   she   AT   LEAST   had   a   security   detail   that   prevented   riff   raff   from   barging   in   unannounced.      still,   the   corner   of   her   lip   twitches   into   the   faintest   of   smirks.      he   really   isn’t   going   to   give   up,   is   he?   he’s   been   courting   her   for   weeks   now,   ever   since   she   had   saved   him   from   drowning   off   the   coast   of   salineas.      ❛    uggghhh…   sea   hawk,   we   talked   about   this.      you   can’t   keep   barging   in   here,   i   have   STUFF   to   do…?   ❜    there’s   a   lazy   gesture   to   a   nearby   table   with   piles   of   paperwork   she   has   been   ignoring   all   week.      ❛   what   do   you   want   NOW??   ❜

for   @hawkventure​   bc   i   miss   them.

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“ you don’t have to worry about anything , as long as i’m around . ”

𝐔𝐆𝐆𝐆𝐆𝐇𝐇𝐇𝐇…   𝐇𝐄𝐑   𝐂𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑   𝐖𝐀𝐒   𝐀𝐋𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐘   𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐍,     𝐄𝐗𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆   𝐓𝐇𝐄   𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐄   𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄   𝐎𝐅   𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒   𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓   𝐅𝐎𝐑   𝐇𝐄𝐑.      yes,     it’s   true...     sea   hawk   is   her   plus   one   for   princess   prom.     if   their   matching   attire   wasn’t   a   big   enough   giveaway,     the   bright   blue   corsage   on   his   wrist   was   surely   all   it   would   take   to   put   two   and   two   together.     she   felt   like   such   a   dork   when   she   had   asked   for   perfuma’s   help   making   it,     wanting   to   do   it   by   hand   because   she   felt   bad   for   blowing   him   off   these   past   few   weeks.     once   he   appears   at   her   side   again   after   mingling   about,     it’s   no   mystery   that   he   was   far   more   suited   for   crowds;      mermista   was   still   standing   near   the   stairs,     watching   as   couples   danced   and   were   openly   affectionate.     ugh,     how   were   they   all   so   comfortable   being   so…   public   with   their   feelings?     she   couldn’t   understand   it.     sensing   her   unease,     his   arm   wraps   around   her   shoulders   and   her   pulse   SPIKES   as   she   catches   a   whiff   of   the   cologne   he   was   sporting   tonight.     oh   god,   it    smelt   really   good.     sea   hawk’s   words   of   reassurance   only   have   her   bristling   as   perfuma   and   bow   approach,     and   with   a   harsh   elbow   to   his   ribs   mermista   nudges   sea   hawk   away   before   they   were   seen   being   too…   lovey.     she   hands   him   her   glass,     which   was   nearly   empty.      ❛   ughhhhh,     𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕   𝚢𝚘𝚞’𝚛𝚎   𝚌𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚢   𝚜𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐   𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗.     𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝   𝚒   𝙽𝙴𝙴𝙳   𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝   𝚗𝚘𝚠   𝚒𝚜   𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛   𝚐𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚜   𝚘𝚏   𝚙𝚞𝚗𝚌𝚑.    ❜     [  @hawkventure  ]   

  𝐇𝐔𝐑𝐓   /   𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐓  𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄   𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒   →   NO  LONGER  ACCEPTING

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“ you deserve every good thing in the world . ”

❛   𝐔𝐌,  𝐎𝐁𝐕𝐈𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐋𝐘 --   𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐄   𝐘𝐎𝐔   𝐒𝐄𝐄𝐍   𝐌𝐄 ??   𝚗𝚘𝚝   𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢   𝚍𝚘   𝚒   𝚝𝚘𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢   𝚛𝚘𝚌𝚔   𝚝𝚑𝚎   𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗   𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔   𝚖𝚢   𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚕   𝚒𝚜   super   cool   looking   𝚊𝚗𝚍   𝚒   𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎   𝚏𝚞𝚕𝚕   𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎   𝚜𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚜   𝚊   𝚛𝚞𝚗   𝚏𝚘𝚛   𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛   𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚢.   ❜      mermista   has   never   been   humble,    it   was   no   wonder   why   she  and   sea   hawk   were   made   for  each   other.   [  @hawkventure   ]

  𝐇𝐔𝐑𝐓   /   𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐓  𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄   𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒   →   NO  LONGER  ACCEPTING

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“ you are my home . ”

𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌   𝐒𝐄𝐀𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐇𝐘   𝐓𝐎   𝐒𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐀𝐒,     𝐓𝐇𝐄   𝐂𝐎𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐋   𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓   𝐎𝐅   𝐒𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐀𝐒   𝐖𝐀𝐒   𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐈𝐅𝐔𝐋.     𝐒𝐇𝐄   𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐒   𝐈𝐓   𝐒𝐎   𝐌𝐔𝐂𝐇.    every   day,     mermista   grows   more   and   more   determined   to   get   her   kingdom   back,     to   be   the   princess   that   her   people   deserve.     after   inheriting   fractures   she   now   rules   rubble   and   it   only   makes   the   hole   in   her   heart   deeper   and   more   painful.     time   is   a   luxury   that   they   do   not   have,     the   rebellion   being   spread   thinner   and   thinner   as   the   horde   captures   more   ground.     so   as   they   prepare   to   embark   on   this   mission   to   speak   with   prince   peakablue,     mermista   sighs   as   she   adjusts   her   disguise.     ❛   𝚞𝚐𝚐𝚐𝚐𝚑𝚑𝚑𝚑𝚑𝚑...   𝚒   𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚘𝚝   𝚠𝚊𝚒𝚝   𝚏𝚘𝚛   𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜   𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚙𝚒𝚍   𝚠𝚊𝚛   𝚝𝚘   𝚋𝚎   𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛   𝚜𝚘   𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝   𝚒   𝚌𝚊𝚗   𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎   𝚊   𝚋𝚊𝚝𝚑   𝚊𝚗𝚍   𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝   𝚏𝚒𝚡𝚒𝚗𝚐   𝚖𝚢   𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚎,   ❜     she   groans,     giving   herself   one   last   once   over   in   the   mirror.    

 she   glances   over   to   sea   hawk,     who   cleaned   up   sharply   in   a   matching   ensemble.     they   would   all   be   leaving   soon   and   she   catches   him   staring   at   her,     which   inspires   a   blush   immediately.     why   must   he   look   at   her   like   that?    ❛   𝚞𝚖𝚖…   𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝   𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝   𝚢𝚘𝚞?   𝚊𝚛𝚎   𝚢𝚘𝚞   𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐   𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚍   𝚝𝚘   𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐   𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚎?   ❜     heart   leaps   into   her   throat   as   his   hands   grasp   at   hers,     reassurance   settling   the   nervous   waves   of   anxiety   crashing   around   in   her   chest.     ‘  you   are   my   home.  ’     it   renders   her   speechless   and   mermista   swallows   thickly.     she   yanks   her   hands   out   of   his   own   once   perfuma   and   scorpia   re-enter   the   tent;   she   forces   a   cough,     ripping   her   gaze   from   sea   hawk’s   as   she   addresses   the   other   princesses.     ❛    𝚠--  𝚠𝚎   𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍   𝚐𝚎𝚝   𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐.   ❜   [  @hawkventure  ]

   𝐇𝐔𝐑𝐓   /   𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐓  𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄   𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒   →   NO  LONGER  ACCEPTING

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“ hold my hand ?? ”

𝐇𝐄𝐑   𝐄𝐘𝐄   𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐋   𝐈𝐒   𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐆   𝐀𝐍𝐃   𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐂   𝐀𝐒   𝐒𝐇𝐄   𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐀𝐍𝐒,     𝐒𝐄𝐀   𝐇𝐀𝐖𝐊   𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐏𝐄𝐃   𝐀𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐒   𝐇𝐄𝐑   𝐋𝐀𝐏   𝐀𝐒   𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐅𝐔𝐌𝐀   𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒   𝐓𝐎   𝐑𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐕𝐄   𝐓𝐇𝐄   𝐂𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐔𝐒   𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐊𝐄𝐒   𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌   𝐇𝐈𝐒   𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊.    their   latest   mission   had   been…   well,     a   bit   of   a   disaster   and   mermista   was   already   over   this   entire   day.     she   wanted   a   bath   and   alone   time   and   instead   she’s   forced   to   sit   here   while   everyone   regroups   and   patches   themselves   up.     thankfully,     other   than   a   few   scrapes   and   bruises   she   was   fine.      ❛   𝚞𝚐𝚐𝚐𝚐𝚑𝚑𝚑𝚑𝚑𝚑𝚑   𝚢𝚘𝚞’𝚛𝚎   𝚜𝚞𝚞𝚞𝚞𝚌𝚑   𝚊   𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚢,   ❜     mermista   groans,     eyes   narrowing   as   she   glares   down   at   sea   hawk   whilst   he   pouts   up   at   her.     her   chin   rests   in   her   palm   as   her   free   hand   grasps   his   so   that   he   had   something   to   squeeze   as   the   spikes   are   plucked   from   him.        ❛   𝚠𝚎   𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢   𝚃𝙾𝙻𝙳   𝚢𝚘𝚞   𝚖𝚞𝚕𝚝𝚒𝚙𝚕𝚎   𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜   NOT   𝚝𝚘   𝚐𝚘   𝚗𝚎𝚊𝚛   𝚝𝚑𝚎   𝚌𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒   --   ?      𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜   𝚒𝚜   𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛   𝙾𝚆𝙽   𝙵𝙰𝚄𝙻𝚃.   ❜     [  @hawkventure  ]

  𝐇𝐔𝐑𝐓   /   𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐓  𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄   𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒   →   NO  LONGER  ACCEPTING

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@hawkventure​   cont’d  ... 

she   has   never   forgotten  once   about   a   day   as   special   as   this,     one   that   seems   meaningless   in   passing,     to   him   at   least     (    but   now   that   she’s   here,    it   has   never   seemed   so   important   ).     he   doesn’t   have   the   heart   to   tell   her   that   he’s   read   the   novel   one   hundred   times   over,     memorizing   every   line   so   he   can   quote   it   to   her;     he   knows   that   it’s   her   favourite   for   a   reason.     ❛     my   DAZZLING   SWORDFISH,     your   generous   gift   means   the   world   to   me.     ❜    he   pats   the   mattress   beside   him,     smiling   in   the   way   only   her   presence   can   achieve,     shuffling   over   to   give   her   as   much   room   as   she   could   want.     ❛     while   we   wait   for   the   𝐞𝐱𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐲   cake,     why   don’t   you   let   me   read   to   you?   ❜

𝐒𝐇𝐄   𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖𝐒   𝐓𝐇𝐄   𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊   𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐄   𝐎𝐔𝐓,     𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐓   𝐀𝐍𝐃   𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊;   𝐌𝐄𝐑 - 𝐌𝐘𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐘   𝐕𝐎𝐋𝐔𝐌𝐄   𝟓   :   𝐓𝐇𝐄   𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐋   𝐂𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐂𝐄𝐀𝐍.    she   operates   under   the   assumption   that   her   interests   are   niche,     perhaps   a   relic   of   having   no   one   to   share   them   with.     the   sole   daughter   of   royalty,     kept   away   from   the   common   folk   for   her   protection.     the   princess   alliance   has   given   her   so   many   friends,     yet   one   person   stands   out   in   particular  --    the   first   person   to   worm   his   way   into   her   heart.     so   as   he   shifts   over   to   give   her   more   room,     mermista   swings   her   legs   up   and   settles   in   at   his   side.     of   course   she   remembered   his   birthday,     yet   not   exactly   the   partying   type   herself,     mermista   is   happy   they   could   take   it   easy   today.     she   swears,     if   she   has   to   go   save   a   dumb   forest   from   robots,     she’s   going   to   be   so   annoyed.      ❛  𝚢𝚎𝚎𝚎𝚎𝚎𝚊𝚑𝚑𝚑𝚑,     𝚒𝚝’𝚜   𝚗𝚘   𝚋𝚒𝚐   𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚕…   𝚒   𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝   𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝   𝚢𝚘𝚞’𝚍   𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎   𝚒𝚝,   𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐   𝚊𝚜   𝚢𝚘𝚞   𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚍   𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚝   𝚘𝚏   𝚝𝚑𝚎   𝚜𝚎𝚊.     𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢’𝚛𝚎   𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑   𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢   𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍,     𝚜𝚘…   ❜    she   waves   off   his   thank   you,     but   has   a   mild   blush   nonetheless.     as   sea   hawk   offers   to   read   to   her,     her   expression   softens.     mermista   settles   in   and   sees   no   harm   in   killing   time   with   him   while   her   butler   was   preparing   them   cake.     ❛   𝚞𝚑𝚑𝚑   𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎.     𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚜   𝚏𝚞𝚗,     𝚒   𝚐𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚜.     ❜

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     SHE TAKES A SEAT NEXT TO       sea  hawk,   who  may  be  the  only  one  left  in  the  princess  alliance  willing  to  stomach  her  at  this  point.        as  of  late,   vulnerability  is  a luxury  glimmer  has  had  trouble  affording.      the  pirate  has  definitely  not  seen  glimmer  in  such  a  state  following  the  fall  of  salineas  a  few  days  ago,   since  princess  mermista  began  living  at  bright  moon.     (  it’s the least she can do,  really.  )       she’s  all  battle  plans  and  rescue  missions,    a  life  made  up  of  impersonal  conversations  that  reduce  her  to  nothing  more  than  their   LEADER.      and  they  are  her  soldiers  before  they  are  her  friends.      before  they  are  her  loved  ones.       she’s  tried  not  to  think  about  love  too  much.      “  sea  hawk,  ”       glimmer  begins,   wincing  at  how  small  her  voice  sounds.        he  is  the  right  person  to  talk  to;       never  before  has  she  seen  someone  so  strong,   so  brazen  with  their  affections.       “  you’re   ...   IN  LOVE    with  mermista,   right  ?       how’d  you,   ahem,   know   -    that  you  were  ?  ”  

@hawkventure​  at long last that thing i was talking about..........

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