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@marstonheir

If you’d hold still, it wouldn’t hurt as much!

Brent heard her voice echo in his head from her prior exclamation, and now he was still as ever as he waited for her to heal his wound. The captain only wished she knew what she was doing.

“Didn’t know that your so-called knowledge of grimoires made you a capable nurse as well,” he muttered but kept still as best as he could as he winced in pain. Yes, it was hurting but he was doing his best to not let it show, as if it made him seem weak or something.

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@marstonheir liked for a starter from the Beast of Fillory

It was nothing more than a pitiful drunkard that had gotten out of hand with his behavior, but he was being awfully aggressive towards whoever he was shouting at just outside the tavern. Quentin hadn't seen what was happening. All he knew was that he heard angry, slurred words being directed at someone who was not enjoying the confrontation. They might have known the drunk idiot yelling so loudly at them and come from the bar with him, or they might be an innocent stranger walking past and minding their own business when they were suddenly dragged through the mud by this asshole. Quentin didn't know. But he was going to find out.

Striding over with his hands in his pockets and a casual look of disinterest on his face, he approached the two, walking slowly and only listening for now. He had no reason to intervene unless it turned violent. His brown eyes ringed with magical blue and focused on the more aggressive of the two figures. The more he saw, the more moths itched to fly free, but he kept form casual, just menacing enough without the statement of the Beast... that would come.

However, when the drunken bastard wound up to throw a punch at the target of his anger, Quentin was suddenly on him in less than a second. Pale, slender fingers with a grip much harsher than they would seem capable of at first glance wrapped around the aggressor's wrist tight enough for the bones underneath to grind together painfully as he held the attack back from connecting with the other person.

Ignoring the pained complaints of the drunkard as he redirected his hostilities toward Quentin and struggled to try and get his arm back in vain, the Beast smiled pleasantly at the person who had just narrowly avoided getting punched in the face. 

"Are you alright? Everything okay here?" he asked with a gentle voice that contrasted the way he twisted the intoxicated bastard's arm to an angle that made him drop to his knees and howl in agony when he was stupid enough to try and land a hit on Quentin with his other hand, blue and silver moths creeping from his shirt sleeves and beginning to mass around him. Of course, the fist never made contact... the man himself blanched, squirmed, and yelped before falling suspiciously silent as a few stray moths landed on his face and side.

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@marstonheir asked: “Hey, you passed out. Do you remember what happened?”

Groan. His head was throbbing, in deep pain as he attempted to recall all the actions of last night. There was some drinking involved, but not enough to make him forget everything that occurred. He was in Libertalia, but at the docks when he noticed some odd ships entering. Now, modern piracy may still be a thing, but in such small amounts that it was as though they were completely wiped away. That did not mean that they didn’t still have enemies, and while he was trying to get a better look, he was hit on the head with a club and made unconscious, only to wake up in his own ship.

“How did- did you see who brought me back into the ship? Also, why are we sailing?” Once he stood up entirely, he noticed that they were completely surrounded by water. One of his crew mates must have brought them back into the seas. This was odd, for they were known to be obedient and not carry out any actions unless they were given direct orders. 

But this wasn’t his ship. 

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@marstonheir for au based off (X) with a modern twist

“Don’t force my hand. This is your last chance to stop yourself.” 

Not many things could make the captain come to a halt. His crew mates who overheard the two bickering were getting rather nervous, despite them continuing with their work. Seldom did Brent allow women to board his ship and the reason was something he would rather not discuss. Many believed it was because he was misogynistic but Brent would rather have them believe that than tell them the true reason.

For the time being, he was getting fed up of the girl who happened to know too much about grimoires and wanting to travel with him that he wondered what he can do to get rid of her once and for all. Perhaps if she joined alongside with him, she would get tired all on her own? Seasickness and scurvy were just the top of the list of the reasons why seafaring was not for everyone, despite all the medical advancements. Modern pirates did exist, it was not like the Golden Age that lasted briefly in the 1700s. They were in the shadows now, engaging in their high risk trades but with new challenges. The world was smaller, and everyone seemed to be connected all the time so staying under the radar can be particularly challenging. 

“So,” he towered over her with a menacing scowl, his eyes darkening with promise. “You want to join my crew so badly that you dare threaten a formidable captain such as myself? Are you not afraid of the consequences?”

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@marstonheir from (X)

cassidy’s heart shatters at his words. her and brent have been through...well what haven’t they been through? and now he’s leaving her behind. they’re docked only a few hours from her home and while cassidy had been happy to be able to see her sisters, this wasn’t how she had imagined things going. especially not with her ever growing feelings towards the captain. “i think you’ve finally managed to leave me speechless,” she admits, unable to meet his eyes.

scuffing the toes of her sneakers on the ground, she doesn’t know what to say. “i still want to go with you. now...when i first joined your ship it was all about finding grimoires and learning more. i know that it was supposed to be temporary but we’ve been through a lot and i don’t want to leave.

“captain i don’t need you to stay, i just want to go with you,” she admits. “only now...now i think i want to go to be with you, not just to travel with you.” cassidy can’t help but blush and her ears turn pink at the tips. finally meeting brent’s eyes she gives him a sad sort of smile.

“how about i give you a reason to take me with you instead,” cassidy suggests softly. stepping forward she places a light kiss on the corner of his lips, hoping it will persuade him.

It was all true- they have been through a lot, perhaps a lifetime worth of adventures for some people, but Brent knew when it was over. He did not want to drag her any more places with him, especially after the scares. There were too many times her life was in peril, and being the cause of it was giving him unbearable guilt. 

She was calling him captain, and it was not due to sarcasm, or being forced to say it like from their initial moments of meeting. It was out of respect, and now when she called him by the title there was such a feeling of vulnerability that was so prevalent it was almost palpable. It was from her side, and from his own since he felt like his heart squeezed. 

Cassidy.... wanted to go with him. He made the mistake of looking into her eyes, because each time he did so, he was easily persuaded. Even the first time he met her, it was the fiery look in her eyes that made him realize that no person would ever make a better sailing crew member than her. Her blush got him a bit confused, unsure if she was embarrassed for some reason, by either her own words or the way he was gazing at her, so he averted his gaze. Biting his lips, he finally broke out into a grin and was ready to agree when he felt a kiss on his face.

Now it was his turn to blush. Oh- he was stupid. Had he not realized that she was perhaps into him? He wondered if this was true, and out of confusion he asked a question, and the first one that popped in his mind was what he asked out loud.

“What would be the reason?”

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“  i can’t make you trust me. but i’m gonna stick around long enough for you to realize you can.  ” from marstonheir

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“So there’s no way I can get rid of you huh?” He broke half of his bread and passed it to her. After the escape and taking a rowboat to shore, it was apparent that the both of them were hungry. Except this boat took them to a place that was nothing like Libertalia. It was a port town but there was a different atmosphere, where they had to blend in. Despite it being the modern ages, it seemed like the town was frozen in time with its charm and simplistic people. There were not many pirates but there are sailors and bakers and fishermen and seamstresses and blacksmiths. 

“This is a nice place, isn’t it? Well, if you want me to trust you so bad, let’s find out a way to get back to Libertalia and the crew. Leaving them there... I wonder if they’ll be worried that their beloved captain is missing.”

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“ why aren’t you scared of me?  ”  from marstonheir

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“Because- after everything I’ve seen of you, I know you won’t harm me,” he answered with the utmost sincerity, unable to take his gaze away from the woman whom he seen shift to her true form. Seeing what she is capable of, the manner in which she took down those kidnappers had him see her in a new light. 

“Because you are no monster. Those men were monsters. You are my savior, and I hold the utmost respect and trust for you now.”

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MUSE PAIRING SUGGESTIONS / ACCEPTING @marstonheir​ asked : ❔ 

minerva buchanan or karim taghavi : bc witchy things ??? i honestly feel like either of them could meet her at the library?? since they’re both still pretty new to the whole witch/magic thing and would go often to get books and learn.

charlie ratnaphan : maybe he’d meet her during his travels, looking for information on either werewolves, packs, or just trying to find leads on his sister ??

magnus bane : idk how they’d meet, if cass would ever go to brooklyn. but i think magnus would really like her and look after / take care of her. and ofc invite her to all his parties and just show her a good time if she ever came into town