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I’m light as a feather, yet the strongest person can’t hold me for five minutes. What am I?
A feather
Your breath
A thought
A bubble
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I am not alive, but I grow; I don’t have lungs, but I need air. What am I?
Sand
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oh my god, they were roommates … sentence starters
also included some aimed at cohabitating couples
“Did we leave the stove on?”
“Did you remember to unplug that?”
“Did you know you talk in your sleep?”
“Do you wanna just order pizza tonight?”
“You’re slowing down the internet, again.”
“I washed dishes last night. It’s your turn.”
“Seriously? You ate them all? Without me?”
“Do you have to have your music that loud?”
“Oh, don’t give me that! It had my name on it!”
“Scootch over, you’re hogging the whole couch.”
“You made dinner? Thanks, it smells really good.“
“Touch my chips and you’re gonna meet the lord.”
“My Netflix password, I get to decide what we watch.”
“If you touch that thermostat one more time, I swear…”
“Oh, yeah, light’s been burnt out for, like, a week, now.”
“Put down the broom and go to bed, you’re exhausted.”
“I just pulled all these out of the couch. Care to explain?”
“I swear, this place is haunted. The lights keep flickering.”
“No. You can’t solve every household issue with duct-tape.”
“Was that the sound of a pipe bursting? Please, tell me no.”
“You can’t just hoard (trash item). You’re like a dragon of garbage.”
“Well, I would’ve liked to sleep, but SOMEONE hogged the bed last night.”
“Our neighbors keep eyeing our little garden. I think they’re jealous. Good.”
“So, don’t panic, but you know how they say you shouldn’t microwave metal…?”
“Excuse you, you don’t need a pillow. I’m right here, and perfectly pillow-shaped!”
“Did you really write ‘REDRUM’ on the mirror? You almost gave me a heart attack!”
“Hey, I know you’ve had a rough day, so I made a quick stop and picked up your favorite snack.”
“Sorry I didn’t warn you that I sleepwalk. Didn’t mean to become your sleep paralysis demon.”
“Yeah, I’d love to do the yardwork… if it could stop snowing/raining/storming for more than ten seconds.”
“I was going to throw out the milk, but it’s been in there so long, it gained sentience and I’m scared to get near it.”
“Since things keep breaking, I think we have a household ghost. And I’m gonna name him Steve. Steve, you’re a dick.”
“Apparently, you can duct tape a person to a wall. We have duct tape. We have a wall. Are you seeing where I’m going with this?”
“Somewhere in this house, there’s a smoke alarm low on batteries. And it’s taunting me with its beeps, because it knows I can’t figure out which one it is.”
A silly sketch
You know I can't keep my nose out of these things.
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Eddie delivered the lost prince back to the reigning monarch, and expected to never see him again, but now they've been hired as a bodyguard at the castle
/ AU / Prince James / Royal Verse
@just-asimple-brunette
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If only Captain Nashton had known just how much trouble his good deed would bring him…
He still would have saved the bonny prince charming, as leaving an innocent person to drown wasn’t something he wanted weighing on his conscience, but he wouldn’t have stuck around to take credit for it. Now he’d been left with a tough choice: hang for piracy and other crimes, or turn his crew legitimate and become royal bodyguards for the prince. Reluctantly, he chose the latter. He could take being beholden to a liege if it meant not leading his crew to certain death.
Besides, Prince James seemed a decent enough fellow, for a royal. It was he who convinced the king to spare Captain Nashton and the Emerald Knave, testifying that they had saved his life. He was easy on the eyes, as well, which made Edward even less reluctant to watch his back. Who knew? Perhaps he might even be able to seduce the young man if he played his cards right. Not now, of course, but eventually.
The former pirate quickly squashed those thoughts as he followed his new charge through the halls of the palace. He had to focus if he wanted to keep his head off of the chopping block. Sapphire eyes took note of every detail as they passed, including the prince’s rather tense demeanor. Only the sound of footsteps on stone broke the awkward silence. After a beat, Edward finally decided to speak up, unable to stand it. “Thank ye kindly, your highness. You can rest assured, my men and I will take the utmost care in your guardianship. It’s the least we can do.”
Ever since that fateful day where James Burgess fell from the ramparts of the castle walls, his life had never felt quite the same. A corset too tight along with a surprise proposal left the young prince submerged into the ocean where he was rescued by a salty sea dog. Not the traditional prince charming he was used to, James was just glad he hadn’t plummeted to his doom despite the watery grave being a better solution to a loveless marriage. Transactions were perfecty normal between kingdoms, especially arranged marriages, only James was still young and had the whole world to explore - he practically begged the pirates to whisk him away to an island of mermaids and tresure.
After a change of clothes and unfortunately returned to the castle, the prince successfully managed to smooth things over with his father whereby the need of a personal guard seemed to heed the king's anger. James clearly expressed that he needed someone to look after him if even a silly marriage proposal was enough to almost kill him. Having the captain and his crew hanged would have forever plagued the poor boy’s heart, so being recruited into the royal guard would just have to be the lesser of two evils.
“It’s okay -- I’m sorry you got dragged into this . . mess . .” James’ voice was quieted and sad, marriage was already one problem but now he had a whole gaggle of pirates chained to him because of a silly expensive corset. “I appreciate you saving me, but royal life really is nothing as exciting as the seven seas.” The prince gave a weak smile, eyes glancing over the captain, amusing to think such a man would walk freely in the castle walls of royalty. “Come, I have to freshen up” he pushed his chamber door open, “I need assistance in case I drown in my sink.”
Edward listened intently, wondering what it must be like in the life of a prince. It sounded miserable from what little James had already told him. The man always sounded full of either disdain or quiet despair when he spoke of his royal duties, especially the arranged marriage he’d mentioned. A mess he’d called it.
Scoffing in amusement at the prince’s bitter sarcasm, he kept in step with the younger man, an idea already brewing in his devious mind. He and his crew had managed to break out of prison the last and only time they had been caught, and with very few casualties to boot. Here, there were no chains or shackles to break, no barred doors to try and lift off their hinges. They could walk around freely as long as they had the prince with them. How easy would it be to just whisk him away from all of his responsibilities? Sweep him off his feet and treat him to the adventure of a lifetime? Edward smirked at the notion, wondering just how wild Prince Charming could become if unburdened.
“Sounds to me like you’re in desperate need of an escape from all of this, your highness,” he remarked, taking advantage of the privacy afforded by James’s chamber. “Tell me, what would ye do if ye had the chance to get away, live your own life?” Even if he couldn’t convince the bonny lad tonight, putting ideas in his pretty head was sure to be entertaining.
The familiar bedroom was as grand as ever, nothing moved or touched just how James liked it. French stained windows draped colours of the rainbow into the room while the silk curtains fluttered in the breeze. Each colour danced on James’ face as he passed acrossed the room, almost half tempted to flop on his four poster queen sized bed.
“Get away?” Scoffed the prince, pulling the over sized knitted jumper off his person, “Lord - anywhere!” He threw it over his shoulder, in the direction of his new ‘knight’, “thanks for the garment,” James walked to his large vanity bare chested, staring at his complex, specifically his damp curls unhappy. His soggy trousers hung low around his Adonis belt, showing the upper body well groomed and toned, sun kissed despite being trapped behind royal walls. The vanity was decorated with a variety of dainty boxes and bottles, some perfumes or jewels spilling onto the dark ebony. “I’ve read stories of desserts as hot as the sun,” James pipped up, looking at Edward from the reflection of the mirror, “mountains as tall as heavens -- a pirate must know of such places?”
Between the kaleidoscope of colors highlighting the prince from the window and the way his ocean-soaked clothes clung to him, it was hard for Edward not to stare at the handsome young man. He almost missed catching his spare jumper when it was thrown at him, recovering from that only to find himself even more transfixed by James’s bare torso. Damn him, was he trying to give the captain a heart attack?!
Edward tore his lustful gaze away from the half bare man, dutifully ignoring the slight tightness in his trousers, and focused instead on the stained glass and the prince’s words. “Deserts?” He held back a bark of a laugh. “Can’t say I’ve ever been far enough inland to see any of those. Mountains and cliffs, on the other hand, I’ve beheld in plenty.” The Cliffs of Dover were certainly a sight, but they had nothing on the mountains of Costa Rica and Panama. “I’ve even seen a few volcanoes! Never witnessed an eruption, mind you, but even when dormant, they’re certainly a wonder. Is that something you’d like to see?”
“Volcanoes?!” Repeated the prince spinning around to face the pirate, the only eruptions James had ever witnessed was his fathers when the Royal Court did not go as planned. “I would give anything to explore the wonders of the world.” He seemed to sadden once again, the words leaving his lips felt unrealistic - torture to even imagine. “But I can’t . . I am set to marry soon . .” turning away from Eddie, James floated to the sizable wardrobe by his vanity, “fetch me a towel from my bathroom sir’knight.”
Opening the double oak door, the prince was presented with a variety of garments, all for some sort of occasion. James finally untied himself from the heavy damp bottoms to leave only his undergarments on. They were a pearly white, cotton, with little ribbons fastened on the side. The prince was quite used to getting dressed in front of servants, nudity was never an issue for royal protocol. His mind drifted to what a pirate might look like under all their filth and sea salt.
‘Sir Knight’ wasn’t a title Edward ever wanted to get used to, especially when uttered so dismissively, but he supposed he would have to put up with it until they were back on the high seas. Hopefully, that wouldn’t take too much longer, given the prince’s eagerness to be anywhere but cooped up in his cushy palace. Thus, the salty captain opted to play nice for now, swallowing his ire at being ordered around.
“Really now?” he asked casually, retrieving the aforementioned towel. “Anything?” God, what a deliciously broad word! He paused behind James after handing him the fluffy scrap of fabric, looming over him and taking appreciative note of his now mostly naked form. The fact that he was already betrothed and lamenting it made him an even more tempting prize for the pirate.
Hands clasped behind his back to avoid touching the prince without permission he instead leaned down close to murmur in the younger man’s ear, breath hot on his neck. “And what exactly does ‘anything’ entail, hmm? Would you be willing to give up your royal title? Your life of safety and luxury? Your bonny spouse-to-be?” A wicked smirk curled Edward’s lips as he continued his teasing attempt at seduction. “Your virtue?” He was treading dangerous waters here, and was fully aware of that fact, but couldn’t resist the urge to push his luck. Not when the prince was alone, and vulnerable, and that goddamn pretty.
“I could help, ye know.”
Back on track. Be the temptation, not the tempted.
“My crew and I could easily make off with ye. Spirit ye away in the dead of night without anyone bein’ the wiser until the cock crows in the morn, by which point we’d be long gone. Ye’d be free to embark on the adventure of a lifetime, your highness!” Excitement and allure melted into his voice and he sorely hoped both would be contagious. “No rules, no expectations, except that ye hold your own and refrain from any treachery. Provided, of course, that you’re willing to throw your lot in with a band of pirates.”
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Not everyone wants a romantic thread. This is for the platonic, sibling energy, enemies, neighbors, etc. scenarios and threads!
reasons for there to be only one bed ˗ˏˋ ꒰ 🍊 ꒱
¹⁾ they’re undercover as a married couple, and as such need to act like one
²⁾ there’s technically two beds available, but it’s freezing cold and everybody knows body heat works best
³⁾ it’s a camping trip, and one character’s forgotten their sleeping bag
⁴⁾ a character goes to their friend’s house after an emotional upheaval in search of comfort, and ends up staying the night - but refuses to kick the homeowner out of their own bed, resulting in the two of them sharing it
⁵⁾ in a roommate scenario, one character’s bedroom has been rendered unusable - and with the couch being unsustainable in the long run, they proffer sharing the one remaining bed as a solution
⁶⁾ there are two beds, but only one blanket
⁷⁾ a character’s taken ill, and the other party worries too much to leave them alone for even a minute
⁸⁾ in a fit of anger after a mission gone wrong, both characters sleep in the only available bed because no one was chivalrous to offer to take the floor
⁹⁾ a character’s had a nightmare, and needs company to feel safe enough to go back to sleep
¹⁰⁾ the weather takes a tumultuous turn, meaning a late night hangout has to turn into a sleepover when a character gets stranded there for the night
¹¹⁾ it’s a late night at work and when they both grow too tired to continue on, the only option is the lone office couch
¹²⁾ a threat’s been made against one/all character(s) involved, and so under the guise of safety in numbers it’s deemed safest if they stay together - everywhere
¹³⁾ one character joins the other for a late-night conversation, and ends up getting comfortable in their bed next to them - evidently too comfortable, as the char in bed falls asleep on the visitor and effectively traps them there
¹⁴⁾ there’s no bed in the shoddy refuge they’ve found after things went sideways, so when it comes time to sleep the only real choice is to stay close together
and, of course,
¹⁵⁾ it’s the last room available at the hotel after a long trip
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Eddie delivered the lost prince back to the reigning monarch, and expected to never see him again, but now they've been hired as a bodyguard at the castle
/ AU / Prince James / Royal Verse
@just-asimple-brunette
New Beginnings | @just-asimple-brunette
If only Captain Nashton had known just how much trouble his good deed would bring him…
He still would have saved the bonny prince charming, as leaving an innocent person to drown wasn’t something he wanted weighing on his conscience, but he wouldn’t have stuck around to take credit for it. Now he’d been left with a tough choice: hang for piracy and other crimes, or turn his crew legitimate and become royal bodyguards for the prince. Reluctantly, he chose the latter. He could take being beholden to a liege if it meant not leading his crew to certain death.
Besides, Prince James seemed a decent enough fellow, for a royal. It was he who convinced the king to spare Captain Nashton and the Emerald Knave, testifying that they had saved his life. He was easy on the eyes, as well, which made Edward even less reluctant to watch his back. Who knew? Perhaps he might even be able to seduce the young man if he played his cards right. Not now, of course, but eventually.
The former pirate quickly squashed those thoughts as he followed his new charge through the halls of the palace. He had to focus if he wanted to keep his head off of the chopping block. Sapphire eyes took note of every detail as they passed, including the prince’s rather tense demeanor. Only the sound of footsteps on stone broke the awkward silence. After a beat, Edward finally decided to speak up, unable to stand it. “Thank ye kindly, your highness. You can rest assured, my men and I will take the utmost care in your guardianship. It’s the least we can do.”
Ever since that fateful day where James Burgess fell from the ramparts of the castle walls, his life had never felt quite the same. A corset too tight along with a surprise proposal left the young prince submerged into the ocean where he was rescued by a salty sea dog. Not the traditional prince charming he was used to, James was just glad he hadn’t plummeted to his doom despite the watery grave being a better solution to a loveless marriage. Transactions were perfecty normal between kingdoms, especially arranged marriages, only James was still young and had the whole world to explore - he practically begged the pirates to whisk him away to an island of mermaids and tresure.
After a change of clothes and unfortunately returned to the castle, the prince successfully managed to smooth things over with his father whereby the need of a personal guard seemed to heed the king's anger. James clearly expressed that he needed someone to look after him if even a silly marriage proposal was enough to almost kill him. Having the captain and his crew hanged would have forever plagued the poor boy’s heart, so being recruited into the royal guard would just have to be the lesser of two evils.
“It’s okay -- I’m sorry you got dragged into this . . mess . .” James’ voice was quieted and sad, marriage was already one problem but now he had a whole gaggle of pirates chained to him because of a silly expensive corset. “I appreciate you saving me, but royal life really is nothing as exciting as the seven seas.” The prince gave a weak smile, eyes glancing over the captain, amusing to think such a man would walk freely in the castle walls of royalty. “Come, I have to freshen up” he pushed his chamber door open, “I need assistance in case I drown in my sink.”
Edward listened intently, wondering what it must be like in the life of a prince. It sounded miserable from what little James had already told him. The man always sounded full of either disdain or quiet despair when he spoke of his royal duties, especially the arranged marriage he’d mentioned. A mess he’d called it.
Scoffing in amusement at the prince’s bitter sarcasm, he kept in step with the younger man, an idea already brewing in his devious mind. He and his crew had managed to break out of prison the last and only time they had been caught, and with very few casualties to boot. Here, there were no chains or shackles to break, no barred doors to try and lift off their hinges. They could walk around freely as long as they had the prince with them. How easy would it be to just whisk him away from all of his responsibilities? Sweep him off his feet and treat him to the adventure of a lifetime? Edward smirked at the notion, wondering just how wild Prince Charming could become if unburdened.
“Sounds to me like you’re in desperate need of an escape from all of this, your highness,” he remarked, taking advantage of the privacy afforded by James’s chamber. “Tell me, what would ye do if ye had the chance to get away, live your own life?” Even if he couldn’t convince the bonny lad tonight, putting ideas in his pretty head was sure to be entertaining.
The familiar bedroom was as grand as ever, nothing moved or touched just how James liked it. French stained windows draped colours of the rainbow into the room while the silk curtains fluttered in the breeze. Each colour danced on James’ face as he passed acrossed the room, almost half tempted to flop on his four poster queen sized bed.
“Get away?” Scoffed the prince, pulling the over sized knitted jumper off his person, “Lord - anywhere!” He threw it over his shoulder, in the direction of his new ‘knight’, “thanks for the garment,” James walked to his large vanity bare chested, staring at his complex, specifically his damp curls unhappy. His soggy trousers hung low around his Adonis belt, showing the upper body well groomed and toned, sun kissed despite being trapped behind royal walls. The vanity was decorated with a variety of dainty boxes and bottles, some perfumes or jewels spilling onto the dark ebony. “I’ve read stories of desserts as hot as the sun,” James pipped up, looking at Edward from the reflection of the mirror, “mountains as tall as heavens -- a pirate must know of such places?”
Between the kaleidoscope of colors highlighting the prince from the window and the way his ocean-soaked clothes clung to him, it was hard for Edward not to stare at the handsome young man. He almost missed catching his spare jumper when it was thrown at him, recovering from that only to find himself even more transfixed by James’s bare torso. Damn him, was he trying to give the captain a heart attack?!
Edward tore his lustful gaze away from the half bare man, dutifully ignoring the slight tightness in his trousers, and focused instead on the stained glass and the prince’s words. “Deserts?” He held back a bark of a laugh. “Can’t say I’ve ever been far enough inland to see any of those. Mountains and cliffs, on the other hand, I’ve beheld in plenty.” The Cliffs of Dover were certainly a sight, but they had nothing on the mountains of Costa Rica and Panama. “I’ve even seen a few volcanoes! Never witnessed an eruption, mind you, but even when dormant, they’re certainly a wonder. Is that something you’d like to see?”
🐝 * ― 𝑺𝑷𝑰𝑹𝑰𝑻𝑬𝑫 𝑨𝑾𝑨𝒀 𝑺𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑬 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑺.
❛ we'll just have to make do. ❜ ❛ come on, it'll be fun. ❜ ❛ wait, where are we going? ❜ ❛ you can't be here. go now! ❜ ❛ it's just a dream, a stupid dream. ❜ ❛ don't be afraid. i'm a friend. ❜ ❛ i can't stand up. what should i do? ❜ ❛ now listen, i'l tell you what to do. if you stay here, they'll find you. i'll distract them while you get away. ❜ ❛ you have no choice if you want to survive here ... and save your parents, too. ❜ ❛ why do i need a weakling like you? ❜ ❛ trembling, aren't you? still, i'm impressed you made it this far. ❜ ❛ what a pain. you're gonna pay for this. ❜ ❛ keep your wits about you. if you need anything, ask me. ❜ ❛ hey, are you okay? don't fall apart on me. ❜ ❛ listen to me. i'll promise i'll save you. ❜ ❛ what did you expect after all that rain? ❜ ❛ i'm gonna get there someday. i'll get out of here for sure. ❜ ❛ i was just coming to wake you up, look! ❜ ❛ what should i do? he'll die! ❜ ❛ what's so funny? wipe off that smile. ❜ ❛ don't do anything stupid until i get down there. ❜ ❛ you see, someone i really care about is badly hurt. i've got to go right now. ❜ ❛ this is our little secret. if you tell anyone ... i'll do the same to you. ❜ ❛ what are you going to do? he needs help. ❜ ❛ becoming a sorcerer's apprentice is dangerous business. ❜ ❛ well, getting there is one thing. getting back's the problem. ❜ ❛ [name], i promise i'll be back. please don't die. ❜ ❛ don't you understand? it's love. ❜ ❛ what took you so long? this is a total disaster! ❜ ❛ what do you want? you can tell me. ❜ ❛ what, you're still alive? ❜ ❛ you still don't see it? she's played a trick on you. ❜ ❛ since when do you talk that way? ❜ ❛ you held this, and nothing happened to you? ❜ ❛ i'd like to help you, but there's nothing i can do. it's one of our rules here. ❜ ❛ but can't you even give me a hint? ❜ ❛ everything that happens stays inside you ... even if you can't remember it. ❜ ❛ see? you have a talent for this. ❜ ❛ [name], i no longer blame you for what you did. but be sure to protect this girl. ❜ ❛ will we meet again somewhere? ❜
"Actually all of my systems are nervous." @riddlcmcthis
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It was a beautiful evening. The people around him looked relaxed, and he could find some peace in the fact that his presence was not frowned upon, even if he was wearing clothes fit for nobility from an age long forgotten.
Despite the fact he was very much dead, his still warm eyes shifted at the words to look at the man beside him. Edward felt a pang of hurt every time he glanced at this man; he was, undoubtedly, one of the most beautiful beings he ever laid eyes upon. And he knew the grandson of God personally, so that was saying something. He also was aware that beauty came with a price, and that price usually meant danger.
Throat dry, the vampire swallowed. He knew he should not linger.
But he did.
"You should not feel like this", he replied calmly, quietly. His voice was as soft as silk. "You have everything under your control. You can have", he added, his words coming out slower as he tried to mask his accent, "whatever you want."
Memories of using his gifts in a way to protect his clan resurfaced in his mind. His memory was a bit wobbly after being asleep for so long, but he was aware that Cain had applied safety measures in his mind to prevent his untimely death. His sire's orders could grant immortality to him for so long, so there was a miriad of short commands buried in his unconscious to successfully escape bad situations.
Cain took care of his favourites. Edward was one of them. Often displeased with his methods - this particular Blackburn was soft, compared to one of his ancestors, Vannevar Blackburn -, but Cain could make good use of him. Edward could get inside places no one else would. He used his charm and kindness to turn people on his side. He would've been a great rival if Edward knew he had a chance against the Ancient.
Edward ever so slightly tilted his head at the other's words. He would not get to test his old abilities after all, but he was patient; as a vampire, he had all the time in the world. Politely nodding his head at the man's decision, he knew he would've blushed if he could at the compliment.
"I'd love to be your distraction", Edward confirmed politely, his eyes observing Eddie's features for a few seconds before he made eye contact with him again. "And I'll be here, for as long as you wish." Edward calmly placed his hands behind his back, placing his right hand in his left as he did so, giving the vision of a confident man. He had nothing to fear, even amoung criminals, and he let it show. "Although, I must apologize for my inappropriate behaviour in advance. You, sir, are very attractive. I can't seem to look away from your face." Edward's lips curled a little upwards. "Utterly unacceptable, I know. Scandalous."
Heat flooded Eddie’s cheeks as the other man spoke. Jeez, how the fuck was this guy so smooth?! He sounded like a dashing nobleman from one of those guilty pleasure regency dramas that Eddie would occasionally watch, and it was definitely doing something for the young Rogue. He’d known for a while that he had a thing for smart guys, but a smart guy with a silver tongue and a pretty smile? Practically swoon worthy!
The Riddler smirked, determined to keep his wits about him. He didn’t want to scare the guy away by melting into a puddle at his feet, after all. “Good thing I like a bit of scandal,” he quipped. “Life would be boring as all hell without it.” In an effort to look cooler and calmer than he felt, Eddie leaned up against the wall, the cold of the marble quickly penetrating his suit jacket and helping to ground him. A cigarette would have been better, but he didn’t want to light up inside, nor did he want to make a bad impression on his new ‘pal’ here.
“So, handsome, you got a name, or should I just keep calling you variations of gorgeous?” Honestly, he couldn’t believe he’d forgotten to ask earlier. Sure, he was a punk, but that was no excuse for his manners to go out the window, especially when the man had been such a gentleman to him. Nor was being flustered or anxious, for that matter. His grams had taught him better! Guilt was rapidly pushed to the back of his mind. No point in beating himself up over it now. His smile didn’t waver as his gaze raked over the man before him once more, definitely appreciating what he saw.
Eddie delivered the lost prince back to the reigning monarch, and expected to never see him again, but now they've been hired as a bodyguard at the castle
/ AU / Prince James / Royal Verse
@just-asimple-brunette
New Beginnings | @just-asimple-brunette
If only Captain Nashton had known just how much trouble his good deed would bring him…
He still would have saved the bonny prince charming, as leaving an innocent person to drown wasn’t something he wanted weighing on his conscience, but he wouldn’t have stuck around to take credit for it. Now he’d been left with a tough choice: hang for piracy and other crimes, or turn his crew legitimate and become royal bodyguards for the prince. Reluctantly, he chose the latter. He could take being beholden to a liege if it meant not leading his crew to certain death.
Besides, Prince James seemed a decent enough fellow, for a royal. It was he who convinced the king to spare Captain Nashton and the Emerald Knave, testifying that they had saved his life. He was easy on the eyes, as well, which made Edward even less reluctant to watch his back. Who knew? Perhaps he might even be able to seduce the young man if he played his cards right. Not now, of course, but eventually.
The former pirate quickly squashed those thoughts as he followed his new charge through the halls of the palace. He had to focus if he wanted to keep his head off of the chopping block. Sapphire eyes took note of every detail as they passed, including the prince’s rather tense demeanor. Only the sound of footsteps on stone broke the awkward silence. After a beat, Edward finally decided to speak up, unable to stand it. “Thank ye kindly, your highness. You can rest assured, my men and I will take the utmost care in your guardianship. It’s the least we can do.”
Ever since that fateful day where James Burgess fell from the ramparts of the castle walls, his life had never felt quite the same. A corset too tight along with a surprise proposal left the young prince submerged into the ocean where he was rescued by a salty sea dog. Not the traditional prince charming he was used to, James was just glad he hadn’t plummeted to his doom despite the watery grave being a better solution to a loveless marriage. Transactions were perfecty normal between kingdoms, especially arranged marriages, only James was still young and had the whole world to explore - he practically begged the pirates to whisk him away to an island of mermaids and tresure.
After a change of clothes and unfortunately returned to the castle, the prince successfully managed to smooth things over with his father whereby the need of a personal guard seemed to heed the king's anger. James clearly expressed that he needed someone to look after him if even a silly marriage proposal was enough to almost kill him. Having the captain and his crew hanged would have forever plagued the poor boy’s heart, so being recruited into the royal guard would just have to be the lesser of two evils.
“It’s okay -- I’m sorry you got dragged into this . . mess . .” James’ voice was quieted and sad, marriage was already one problem but now he had a whole gaggle of pirates chained to him because of a silly expensive corset. “I appreciate you saving me, but royal life really is nothing as exciting as the seven seas.” The prince gave a weak smile, eyes glancing over the captain, amusing to think such a man would walk freely in the castle walls of royalty. “Come, I have to freshen up” he pushed his chamber door open, “I need assistance in case I drown in my sink.”
Edward listened intently, wondering what it must be like in the life of a prince. It sounded miserable from what little James had already told him. The man always sounded full of either disdain or quiet despair when he spoke of his royal duties, especially the arranged marriage he’d mentioned. A mess he’d called it.
Scoffing in amusement at the prince’s bitter sarcasm, he kept in step with the younger man, an idea already brewing in his devious mind. He and his crew had managed to break out of prison the last and only time they had been caught, and with very few casualties to boot. Here, there were no chains or shackles to break, no barred doors to try and lift off their hinges. They could walk around freely as long as they had the prince with them. How easy would it be to just whisk him away from all of his responsibilities? Sweep him off his feet and treat him to the adventure of a lifetime? Edward smirked at the notion, wondering just how wild Prince Charming could become if unburdened.
“Sounds to me like you’re in desperate need of an escape from all of this, your highness,” he remarked, taking advantage of the privacy afforded by James’s chamber. “Tell me, what would ye do if ye had the chance to get away, live your own life?” Even if he couldn’t convince the bonny lad tonight, putting ideas in his pretty head was sure to be entertaining.
spots to kiss. since y’all like kissing prompts—and who wouldn’t, honestly–so have a collection of places to press your lips to. many of these work perfectly fine for platonic or familiar affection while some are a bit steamier, though what counts as what is of course naturally dependent on the muses and the context. send ‘ SPOTS TO KISS + [number] ’ to kiss my muse there, or with # for dealer’s choice. context and description allowed and encouraged. feel free to use the last option ( 57 ) to give the kiss on any fantasy or scifi body parts not listed here.
a kiss on the top of the head.
a kiss to hair.
a kiss on the forehead.
a kiss on the space between eyebrows.
a kiss on the temple.
a kiss on the cheek.
a kiss on the eyelid or the undereye.
a kiss on the nose
a kiss on the ear.
a kiss on that space where jaw connects.
a kiss on the corner of the mouth.
a kiss on the cupid’s bow.
a kiss on the lips.
a kiss on the chin.
a kiss on the jawline.
a kiss on the back of the neck.
a kiss on the underside of the jaw.
a kiss on the throat.
a kiss on the side of the neck.
a kiss on where the back of the neck turns to shoulder.
a kiss above the collarbone.
a kiss along the collarbone.
a kiss on the space between collarbones.
a kiss on the shoulder.
a kiss on the bicep.
a kiss on the forearm.
a kiss on the elbow.
a kiss on the outside of the wrist.
a kiss on the inside of the wrist.
a kiss on the back of the hand.
a kiss on the palm.
a kiss on a finger. ( which one? )
a kiss on the side of the ribs.
a kiss on the shoulder blade.
a kiss on the space between shoulder blades.
a kiss along the curve of the spine.
a kiss on the upper back.
a kiss on the lower back.
a kiss on the sternum.
a kiss on a pec / breast.
a kiss under the breast.
a kiss on where the sternum ends.
a kiss on the stomach.
a kiss on the navel.
a kiss on the hipbone.
a kiss on the ‘v’.
a kiss on the front of the thigh.
a kiss on the back of the thigh.
a kiss on the inner thigh.
a kiss on the knee.
a kiss on the calf.
a kiss on the ankle.
a kiss on the heel.
a kiss on the foot.
a kiss on a toe.
a kiss on an nsfw body part not listed here. ( where? )
a kiss on a sfw body part not listed here. ( where? )
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Just fuckin wreck my muse's day.
on or off anon. just fuckin do it.
𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐍𝐄𝐘'𝐒 𝐌𝐔𝐋𝐀𝐍 (𝟏𝟗𝟗𝟖) 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒. - feel free to make any adjustments as necessary!
"we're under attack!"
"send your troops to protect my people."
"one man could be the difference between victory and defeat."
"the doctor said three cups of tea in the morning and three at night."
"i'm going to... pray some more."
"how lucky can they be? they're dead."
"we're gonna turn this sow's ear into a silk purse."
"you'll bring honour to us all."
"boys will gladly go to war for you."
"boys want girls with good taste."
"an apple for serenity, a pendant for balance, beads of jade for beauty..."
"help me not to make a fool of me."
"reflect before you act. this shall bring you honour and glory."
"you will never bring your family honour."
"i'm not meant to play this part."
"if i were truly to be myself, i would break my family's heart."
"i cannot hide who i am, though i've tried."
"you dishonour me."
"it is an honour to protect my country and my family."
"so you'll die for honour?"
"i will die doing what's right."
"i know my place. it is time you learned yours."
"you should go after her. she could be killed."
"if you're gonna stay, you're gonna work."
"not a lizard. i don't do that tongue thing."
"if i was my real size your cow here would die of fright."
"i'm just nervous. i've never done this before."
"what are you looking at?"
"i'm gonna hit you so hard it'll make your ancestors dizzy."
"i don't need anyone causing trouble in my camp."
"you forgot your sword."
"for what it's worth, i think you're a great captain."
"you like him, don't you?"
"i should have your head for that."
"the local girls thought you were quite the charmer."
"how about a girl who's got a brain, who always speaks her mind?"
"he thinks he's such a ladykiller."
"i have a girl back home who's unlike any other."
"the only girl who'd love him is his mother."
"you just gave away our position!"
"you are the craziest man i've ever met, and for that i owe you my life."
"a life for a life. my debt is repaid."
"i should never have left home."
"at least you had good intentions."
"are we in this together or not?"
"keep your eyes open. i know they're here."
"your walls and armies have fallen."
"bow to me."
"no matter how the wind howls, the mountain cannot bow to it."
"i've heard a great deal about you."
"you fight good."
"the flower that blooms in adversity is the most rare and beautiful of all."
"you don't meet a girl like that every dynasty."
"would you like to stay for dinner?"
"would you like to stay forever?"
