#princessprouvaire

[henrylevesconte]

jfj for the moodboard meme?

I like to call this the duality of James

Send me a character and I’ll make a mood board from images on my phone

[venatohru]

@scribbleymark replied to your post “PSA”

GET THAT SLEEP WHEN YE CAN. YEAH!

@princessprouvaire replied to your post “PSA”

Best of luck!!

@kakaphoe replied to your post “PSA”

Good luck <3

Thank you! And Scribbles, I’m already getting used to the lack of sleep lmao

[buildarocketboys]

@princessprouvaire ahhhhh I'm screaming yessss! Thomas just casually spreading his legs so his and James's knees are touching and James barely stopping himself from jumping and he keeps moving away from Thomas for propriety's sake/his own sanity but Thomas just...keeps edging closer and basically ends up lounging against James bc he's ridiculous. And then finally James asks, in a squeaky voice 'Thomas, what are you doing?' and Thomas says 'nothing' all innocent but leans his head on James's shoulder and beams up at him and James is fucking lost

[bisexualpirateheart]

For the recent prompt list if that's cool! 306. “We’re in the middle of a thunderstorm and you wanna stop and feel the rain?” for SilverFlint! :)

At long last, here you go! Hope you enjoy it! Thanks for the prompt! <3                                 

                                          Let the Rain Fall 

                                                   *  *  *

The rain just starts smacking down as they ride along and when Flint glances over, Silver’shorse just halts there in the middle of the road. They have a raid to get awayfrom, one of the rare ones where they had both gone along on it and stillSilver doesn’t tug on the reins. He’s looking off to the side of the road, his expression shadowed in the storm, but there’s something there that gives Flint pause.

Flint pulls up on his own reins, and gestures for the others to go ahead. He sees the lookin Billy’s eyes and responds just as firmly with a look of his own. “We’llfollow shortly.”

Finally Billy jerks his head and the others follow him whileFlint reaches over and grabs the reins of Silver’s horse, pulling him off-roadtowards the half ruined barn that he had spotted on their ride into town, and Silver had spotted now on their return.

“What’re you doing?” Silver leans in to ask.

“I thought you might need a moment.” Flint says, leadingtheir horses over inside the barn.

It’s partly dry at least and mostly out of the rain. He brings their horses insideand dismounts, holding the reins, watching the rain batter down upon the earth.

They need to be heading out, back to the ship. Flint knowsthis. He also knows the storm affords them a little leeway in the manner ofpursuit. He’s curious as to Silver’s reaction to all of this, to letting him decide this when there’s been the push-and-pull between them, since they started the raids, since they started other things too.

Silver slides off his horse, leaning against it. He burieshis face in the horse’s mane and the words are muffled when he speaks them, butthey are spoken nonetheless.  “Thank you.”

Flint turns. “What?”

“I did need a moment.” Silver murmurs, still leaning intothe horse’s mane. “I didn’t want to say it in the front of the men.” Justadmitting this is a step closer. Ever since Silver lost his leg, he’s been resolutethat he can keep up, that he can still manage and while Flint does his best to show he doesn’t have to prove anything, he knows that’s not how Silver feels. 

He pauses as Flint grows noticeably silent. “What?”

Flint shakes his head. “Nothing.”

“No.” Silver says aggressively, his fingers gripping thehorse’s mane before he turns and looks directly at Flint. “Don’t do that withme. Why did you stop if you didn’t think I needed a fucking rest?”

“The look in your eyes.” Flint offers, and knows it’s notenough. He’s exhausted. He also wanted a moment to breathe and somehow lettingthis moment exist is more of a trap than being back on the ship with all of themen around the two of them. Silver’s watching him so closely and it would be soeasy to let something slip. “I needed a moment too.” He says after a breath,hoping it’s enough, but knowing it won’t be. Not knowing Silver as he does now.

“So what…we’rein the middle of a thunderstorm and you wanted to stop and feel the rain?”Silver says, half-sneering, half searching the reasoning behind Flint’s words.Flint can feel it in the air around them.

“Yes.” Flint says. He likes the sound of rain when there’s noneed to get out of the storm. He likes it now, just the distant pattern of rainupon the barn roof over their heads, the distant fall of rain removedfrom their immediate concern…the dampness on Silver’s coat and hair and skineven now.

They’re standing there in the middle of the barn and he listens to the rain overhead, falling restlessly upon the roof. They have some time,if not forever, and suddenly Flint wants to take advantage of it, even if it’sonly temporary, even if it’s only a brief glitch in their usual pattern ofthings.

He reaches a hand out and places it on Silver’s chest.

Silver immediately stills under his touch. His glance issideways at Flint’s hand, and then upward at his face. He looks searchingly atFlint, like he needs an answer for a question more deeply meant than this.

Slowly Flint’s hand move upwards to brush his knuckles alongSilver’s jaw. “If I were to kiss you here….would you have an objection?”

Silver offers a shaky fluttering laugh. “You certainly tookyour time.”

“Is that a yes?” Flint prods.

“It’s a hurry up and kiss me already, we don’t have allnight.” Silver tells him and Flint’s arms go around him, kissing him with everyfiber of his being.

They move backwards, reaching a wall, and Flint’s hands arebrisk and chilled upon Silver’s skin as he pulls at Silver’s clothes, needing to touch his skin. 

This is not the first time they have touchedeach other, and it will not be the last. But their joinings move in waves,depending on Silver’s moods and Flint’s calculations. It will not be the end ofthe world if the crew learns of it, Flint’s fairly sure Billy already knows,but it’s still private right now and admittedly he prefers to keep it likethat.

Silver’s teeth sink into his lower lip as Flint deepens thekiss, stroking Silver’s thickening cock in his rough fist. His hair is filled with the scent ofrain and Flint buries his face in it, breathing it in, knowing this moment willnot last, the rain will end and they need to be on their way again.

But now, as his hands touch Silver and Silver’s body is sowarm, so alive, so here, against hisown, he will preserve every last second as long as he can.

Silver moans a little as Flint presses his cock between histhighs, thrusting dryly, hasty in hisneed, Silver’s arms around his shoulders as his hips rock against Flint’s.

“Come for me.” He whispers and Flint lets himself obey thatcommand, as he’s let Silver stand beside him, as he’s let Silver share thatcommand. It feels right in this as in everything else they do when they sharethe same mind.

Silver’s hands grip his back as a shudder wracks his bodyand he comes, spilling between their thighs.

They stand there a moment longer, simply holding each other,and Flint can feel their spend cooling on his skin. 

At last Silver breathes a faint sigh. “We should be going.”

Flint agrees, but first he tilts Silver’s head up foranother kiss. “Let’s get back to the ship and into something warm.” Hesuggests.

“By something warm, do you mean a bed?” Silver inquires,smiling slightly.

“Yes.”

“Good.” Silver agrees.

Flint offers him a hand up onto his horse, and he feels thefirm pressure of Silver’s hand on his shoulder as he steadies himself in thesaddle. He looks up into Silver’s face and finds Silver smiling down at him.

“Come on then, captain.”

“Do you ever think about calling yourself that?” Flint asksas he mounts his own horse.

Silver shakes his head as he nudges his horse towards thedoor. “You’re the captain here. I’m just the quartermaster.”

“You’re not just anything.” Flint retorts.

Silver looks at him. “Am I not? Just a thief, justone-legged man, just a –“

Flint reaches over and places his hand over Silver’s on hisreins. “You’re more than all of that.” He says quietly, his gaze burning intoSilver. “And you know that. You’re more.”

Silver swallows and looks down at Flint’s hand. “If you sayso.”

“I do say so.” Flint says, and then, with a wink. “And youshould always believe the word of your captain.”

It produces the laugh he hoped for and the sound of it warms Flint’s chest as they rode through the rain, back towards the ship, and thatwaiting bed.

[betanoiz]

its the last day of pride and i’m celebrating by posting my first piece of art for @princessprouvaire‘s pride fic! enjoy these beautiful peeps and read the fic

[vowel-in-thug]

reluming replied to your photoset “someone: describe your style me: uhhh goth Target”

you look amazing in every one of these what the HECK!!!!

dr-zook replied to your photoset “someone: describe your style me: uhhh goth Target”

i'm really glad you decided to post more selfies-- as if your writing isn't gift enough for us. nah. i get hearteyes every time your pictures grace my desk. really! <3 <3 <3

ellelan replied to your photoset “someone: describe your style me: uhhh goth Target”

How so pretty Gemma?! <3

extasiswings replied to your photoset “someone: describe your style me: uhhh goth Target”

Absolutely stunning!!!

princessprouvaire replied to your photoset “someone: describe your style me: uhhh goth Target”

You look incredible, and your outfits are uh-maz-ing! I'm having some serious style envy right now

flintvane replied to your photoset “someone: describe your style me: uhhh goth Target”

Your sense of style is flawless tbh

marsza replied to your photoset “someone: describe your style me: uhhh goth Target”

UM?????? YOURE SO BEAUTIFUL, MAYBE WARN SOMEONE NEXT TIME???? wow, what a silhouette! Also that style is hella rad, if it's target then at least it didn't cost you mad money to look that lovely!

guys!!!!!!!!! this is why i keep you all around!!!!!! to make me blush and cry!!!!!!!

tonight i had to sit around listening to three obnoxiously thin people talking about their miserable diets and i couldn’t wait to get home and drink a beer and talk to you lovely, lovely people who still like me even though i drink beer xoxoxoxoxoxox <33333333333

[old-long-john]

princessprouvaire replied to your post: Sooo anyone else who’s watched Glitch a bit in...

Kate is brilliant, I think she’s so well developed and I really just want her to be happy and live her life, she deserves it so much at this point!

Yes! Same. I’m torn between enjoying the mystery of the story and just wanting to free her from it. Same for Charlie and Kirstie really, but Kate especially. 

[brightbluedot]

rocky road, dulce de leche, key lime!

Thanks so much for the questions!! <3

 ROCKY ROAD: favorite songs at the moment?

okay I’ve been listening to All I Ask Of You from Phantom of the Opera (2004 movie because I am TRASH) like a Lot lately, The Wolves and the Ravens by Rogue Valley is also up there, I’m a little *too* into In A Week by Hozier, and Sleepover and Better Than Love by Hayley Kiyoko continue to be goddamn DELIGHTS.

DULCE DE LECHE: an instrument you wish you could play?

I played flute and piano in my Youth™, and even though I quit for legitimate reasons, I kinda wish I’d kept up with them. 

KEY LIME: where do you want to be right now?

back at school, holy FUCK I miss berkeley I was back on campus for a dance workshop a little while ago and it was like I WANT TO TAKE CLASSES AGAIN