#rightfulcaptxin

[anhonourablecaptain]

A Moment at Ease

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A warm laugh fell from the captain’s lips as he turned to look at the other, and Liam shook his head at the mock salute that was offered in his direction. “A pity, aye, though no less than what I would expect...” he returned, raising an eyebrow curiously at the small item the other withdrew from behind his back. He pressed his hand to the nape of his neck as Edward mentioned his occasional sweet tooth, before he dragged his hand through his curls. “And just how will you be persuaded, Ed? What are you angling for?” he asked, folding his arms across his chest as he leant back in his chair with an amused look about his features, glad for the distraction - at least for a time - from the mountains of paperwork he had yet to complete. 

[piraticalarchive]

“Tread carefully, mate ... “ Fingers brush against the hilt of his blade,black boots taking one small step forward. The noise of the tavern has diminished, its patrons’ gazes no doubt locked on whatever might happen next. A few of his crew wait for orders, straightening up where before they had been leaning against the scarred wooden bartop. Edward Teach is a rightful foe - but Killian has no qualms in settling whatever dispute exists. “ ... lest you find yourself a corpse on the ground.”

@rightfulcaptxin​ s.c

[despxratesouls]

A Significant Step

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The sudden motion that Ed made surprised Eric, though evidently not as much as he had surprised the other man, judging by the look Ed was wearing on his face. The dislodged headphones brought a concerned look to his face, and he reached automatically to shift them back to the other man’s ears, only to find himself being drawn into a deep kiss that had hands falling upon Ed’s shoulders instead, losing himself in the gesture. 

“I take it... that’s a yes...” he murmured breathlessly, a soft warmth to his tone as the smile crept on his face. “Because you will make me the happiest man alive giving me that one word...” he added, leaning in to brush their mouths together briefly once more. “Finding each other was one of the best things that happened to me... to us both... and I want to be able to call you my husband...” he grinned, an affectionate look on his face as he shifted one hand from Ed’s shouder to his cheek.

[harknesstm]

@rightfulcaptxin sc i put it in apocalypse verse fuckin fight me

'GOD'S GONNA TROUBLE THE WATERS'

He would have expected something less poetic to be spray painted over the abandoned hospital doors, but he appreciated the effort. For a moment, Jack stood and looked at the messy black writing, coming up with nothing but a sort of ominous apathy. Well. They had been right.

Not that he believed in any kind of God. But consider the waters well troubled.

A shove of the Emergency doors pushed the body blocking them out of the way, and it was just as expected; nothing but more bodies and silence. The virus had ripped through and even he couldn't stop it once it had started. This wasn't supposed to happen. An exhale and he switched off the part of him that wanted to know each and every one of the corpses stories; stepping over the desiccating husks as he moved easily inwards toward the operating theater floor. It wasn't like he could fall ill.

[princesircastic-archive]

@captaindashingrapscallion sent me a 👥 for a dual promo of our blogs. (For @rightfulcaptxin)

                                   Aim, pull the trigger-                                                                    -go insane from the bitter feeling                                                  I love you and despise you.

[jollyrogerjones]

“Time is a drug. Too much of it kills you. ” (rightfulcaptxin)

◢☸◣ He chuckled thickly at the other’s words, the tip of his tongue grazing his bottom lip to confirm by the metallic twinge on his tastebuds that yes, he was in fact bleeding from the brief scuffle with crew that found him tucked away in the recesses of the ship — a stowaway on his own vessel, how humiliating.

“I think you and I both know I never was one for moderation,” he retorted a touch cheekily, grinning up at the black-bearded pirate from his position on his knees, hand and hook bound behind him with swords poised at nearly every angle. “Come now, mate, I’m flattered, but there’s hardly cause for such formality,” he glanced around at the group of sailors ready to stick him full of holes at the first sign of transgression. “I’m but one man after all,” he would laugh, though the sentiment was cut short by a blade pressing to his neck, causing his head to tip back and his adam’s apple to bob nervously at the threat to his life. ◢☸◣

[anhonourablecaptain]

Not Okay

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He knew his partner was getting annoyed at him, given his incessant asking as to whether or not he had the time, but Liam could barely hold in the question when his mind was racing with all that was happening. “As long as you’re sure...” he conceded, not wanting to push things too much as he continued to keep his gaze more on their reflected selves in the mirror. 

The hand to his shoulder caught his attention and he finally drew his gaze back to his husband with a fleeting smile. There was a strained laugh that followed and he shook his head, knowing that there was no place for lies here in their home. “No, not really. I never am where he’s involved...” he sighed, raising his hand to rest it over Ed’s own, drawing comfort from the gesture. “He has a way of worming beneath my skin more than I care to admit to.” 

[despxratesouls]

Birthday Celebrations

@rightfulcaptxin

Sliding into the chair at the kitchen table opposite his partner’s usual spot, Philip quietly pushed the pumpkin onto the table while Ed was busy at the coffee machine, setting the carved face to be looking directly at Ed’s seat. It was probably going to land him in trouble with his partner, but hopefully the present - plane tickets to his partner’s home of Galway for two week’s holiday - would smooth things over. It was his way of telling Edward he was ready to be something more serious than just dating. After all, Galway meant meeting the infamous Vincent Teach too. 

“Morning, birthday boy... you making the coffee, or want me to take over seeing as it is your day to claim all the attention...” he teased, reclining back in his seat without any acknowledgement towards the additional item on the table.