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@willixmbush
Independent roleplay blog for William Bush of the Hornblower saga. Books and show based, canon divergent at times. Side blog to @perfectmetaphoreβ all follows back will come from there. Mun is 25+ and prefer to write with 21+ for own comfort. NSFW themes will be present.Β
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@willixmbush said to archie : β do you want to come in ? i was gonna take a shower β¦ β
theΒ dayΒ theΒ answerΒ toΒ thatΒ particularΒ questionΒ becomesΒ no,Β isΒ theΒ dayΒ archieΒ willΒ permitΒ himselfΒ oneΒ moreΒ backwardΒ glanceΒ beforeΒ promptlyΒ walkingΒ intoΒ theΒ sea.Β thereΒ isΒ noΒ meritΒ toΒ theΒ claimsΒ thatΒ heΒ hasΒ lostΒ hisΒ mindΒ somewhereΒ betweenΒ theΒ treacherousΒ pastΒ andΒ theΒ current hopeful present.Β notΒ whenΒ seeminglyΒ simpleΒ invitationΒ leavesΒ hisΒ heartΒ fluttering.Β franticΒ andΒ needyΒ andΒ aboveΒ allΒ eager.
βΒ william,Β dearΒ william,Β areΒ youΒ tryingΒ toΒ seduceΒ meΒ ?Β βΒ wigglesΒ himselfΒ intoΒ theΒ door,Β asΒ ifΒ heΒ isΒ onlyΒ eagerΒ toΒ getΒ awayΒ fromΒ theΒ rainΒ outsideΒ (Β maybeΒ heΒ is,Β butΒ soakedΒ clothesΒ areΒ quicklyΒ forgottenΒ whenΒ heΒ isΒ offeredΒ somethingΒ warmer.Β )Β βΒ shouldΒ iΒ politelyΒ waitΒ onΒ theΒ bed for you to finish up,Β orΒ wouldΒ youΒ likeΒ meΒ toΒ joinΒ youΒ ?Β β
The state of you, my love, he thinks as he watches the beautiful man, turned drenched rodent, shuffles into the doorway with him. He cannot help the smile, he gentle series of soft laughter as he reaches out to press the softest of kisses upon one brow. Hands shift to take his face in his hands, thumb trails over a cheekbone.
"My dear, I shall like to invite you under a stream of warm water, for you must be positively freezing under these clothes"
William does not wait for a reply, does not wait for Archie to make up his own narrative, for he takes his hand and leads him into the bathroom. Before long, he shall have this man warm, this shall be his goal for the night.
He has yet to turn on the shower, has yet to remove his own clothes, for now his full attention is on his beloved. The man that has chosen so generously to become his partner for life.
Perhaps he is a little too gentle in how he helps Archie out of his dripping clothes, perhaps he presses soft kisses against revealed skin, or lets his touches linger a little too long. Who can blame him?
Who can blame him for the love he holds for this man?
"You are aware umbrellas exist, yes?"
A tease, soft words followed by a loving smile.
βΒ william,Β love,Β iΒ doΒ meanΒ itΒ Β Β β―β―Β Β Β βΒ archieΒ isΒ notΒ theΒ actorΒ heΒ onceΒ wasΒ whenΒ heΒ leansΒ closerΒ toΒ whisperΒ inΒ theΒ other'sΒ ear.Β notΒ asΒ in-tuneΒ withΒ theΒ characterΒ heΒ isΒ requestedΒ toΒ play,Β notΒ asΒ familiarΒ withΒ theΒ actΒ ofΒ buryingΒ downΒ thatΒ whichΒ isΒ alwaysΒ eagerΒ toΒ clawΒ itselfΒ toΒ theΒ surface.Β theΒ officerΒ theyΒ expectΒ himΒ toΒ beΒ isΒ supposedΒ toΒ beΒ stoicΒ andΒ firm.Β theΒ lovesickΒ foolΒ thatΒ isΒ hisΒ trueΒ nature,Β onΒ theΒ otherΒ hand,Β isΒ passionateΒ andΒ flutteringΒ andΒ aboveΒ allΒ desperateΒ forΒ reprieve.Β βΒ Β Β β―β―Β Β Β youΒ cannotΒ lookΒ thatΒ exquisiteΒ inΒ yourΒ uniformΒ andΒ expectΒ meΒ toΒ behaveΒ myself.Β β
@willixmbush gets something scandalous pt two.
Hand rest upon the small of his partner's back, it is a short touch. Nothing of notice to those around, but the two of them. A brush of fingers, then nothing as his hand falls back, both now clasped behind his back.
Archie whispers in his ear and William cannot help the look as if he cannot quite believe the suggestive talk so openly in public. He doesn't mind it, in fact, he wishes only to indulge more of it. A blame he will put solely on Archie for having such an effect on him. So, of course, he sends a half smile, almost a smirk, his way.
"But I do, expect that of you, Mister Kennedy,"
It is not spoken with malice, nor annoyance. No, on the contrary, it is spoken in a tone to match the other. Suggestive, an invitation to allow disturbance access to this proper posture of his. Live a little, William. He sends another glance his partner's way, gives him a quick little look over.
"All though, admittedly, you don't look so bad yourself"
And there the smile, crooked, becomes a smirk. The movement is subtle, but he shifts closer. Close enough for their arms to barely brush against each other.
it'sΒ Β becauseΒ Β ofΒ Β himΒ Β thatΒ Β sheΒ Β hasΒ Β alwaysΒ Β knownΒ Β whatΒ Β toΒ Β do.Β Β itΒ Β wasΒ Β william'sΒ Β handΒ Β thatΒ Β guidedΒ Β herΒ Β throughΒ Β theΒ Β motionsΒ Β ofΒ Β theΒ Β firstΒ Β stepsΒ Β andΒ Β newΒ Β experiences.Β Β william'sΒ Β experiencesΒ Β thatΒ Β shapedΒ Β herΒ Β own,Β Β hisΒ Β magicΒ Β thatΒ Β heldΒ Β hersΒ Β inΒ Β theΒ Β sameΒ Β wayΒ Β heΒ Β hadΒ Β doneΒ Β whenΒ Β herΒ Β stepΒ Β wasΒ Β stillΒ Β unsteady.Β Β neverΒ Β onceΒ Β didΒ Β sheΒ Β condemnΒ Β himΒ Β forΒ Β thisΒ Β Β Β Β Β β―β―β―Β Β Β Β Β Β notΒ Β onceΒ Β didΒ Β sheΒ Β thinkΒ Β lessΒ Β ofΒ Β himΒ Β dueΒ Β toΒ Β theΒ Β slow-drip-knowledgeΒ Β ofΒ Β ageΒ Β poolingΒ Β downΒ Β atΒ Β herΒ Β feet.Β Β howΒ Β couldΒ Β sheΒ Β ?
βΒ Β iΒ Β knowΒ Β youΒ Β do,Β Β βΒ Β hasΒ Β noΒ Β doubtsΒ Β aboutΒ Β it,Β Β forΒ Β sheΒ Β knowsΒ Β hisΒ Β loveΒ Β isΒ Β trueΒ Β andΒ Β genuine.Β Β βΒ Β butΒ Β aΒ Β cageΒ Β isΒ Β notΒ Β aΒ Β naturalΒ Β thing,Β Β andΒ Β beingΒ Β safeΒ Β andΒ Β carefulΒ Β doesΒ Β notΒ Β meanΒ Β beingΒ Β hidden.Β Β βΒ Β surelyΒ Β heΒ Β knowsΒ Β theΒ Β distinctionΒ Β betweenΒ Β theΒ Β two.
followsΒ Β theΒ Β butterfliesΒ Β withΒ Β herΒ Β eyes,Β Β movingΒ Β herΒ Β fingersΒ Β toΒ Β giveΒ Β shapeΒ Β toΒ Β aΒ Β fewΒ Β moreΒ Β flowersΒ Β forΒ Β themΒ Β toΒ Β landΒ Β on.Β Β knowsΒ Β notΒ Β howΒ Β toΒ Β beΒ Β anythingΒ Β butΒ Β aΒ Β refugeΒ Β Β Β Β Β ;Β Β Β Β Β Β howΒ Β toΒ Β beΒ Β anythingΒ Β otherΒ Β thanΒ Β aΒ Β safeΒ Β placeΒ Β forΒ Β thoseΒ Β whomΒ Β sheΒ Β lovesΒ Β toΒ Β land.Β Β feelsΒ Β strangelyΒ Β fullΒ Β whenΒ Β heΒ Β laughs,Β Β andΒ Β whenΒ Β herΒ Β statementΒ Β landsΒ Β inΒ Β theΒ Β comfortΒ Β ofΒ Β hisΒ Β understanding.Β Β perhapsΒ Β herΒ Β worthΒ Β isΒ Β tiedΒ Β toΒ Β hisΒ Β happiness.Β Β βΒ Β theyΒ Β areΒ Β strongerΒ Β thanΒ Β us,Β Β youΒ Β wouldΒ Β notΒ Β wishΒ Β toΒ Β quarrelΒ Β withΒ Β them.Β Β β
wrapsΒ Β herΒ Β handΒ Β aroundΒ Β his.Β Β holdsΒ Β it,Β Β evenΒ Β whenΒ Β thereΒ Β isΒ Β noΒ Β directΒ Β needΒ Β toΒ Β doΒ Β so.Β Β holdsΒ Β it,Β Β becauseΒ Β sheΒ Β wantsΒ Β to.Β Β βΒ Β whatΒ Β .Β Β .Β Β .Β Β whatΒ Β didΒ Β fatherΒ Β sayΒ Β whenΒ Β youΒ Β toldΒ Β himΒ Β ?Β Β iΒ Β haveΒ Β alwaysΒ Β wondered.Β Β iΒ Β imagineΒ Β thatΒ Β heΒ Β wasΒ Β proud,Β Β butΒ Β iΒ Β can'tΒ Β beΒ Β certainΒ Β ifΒ Β myΒ Β visionΒ Β ofΒ Β himΒ Β isΒ Β basedΒ Β onΒ Β tales,Β Β orΒ Β onΒ Β theΒ Β manΒ Β iΒ Β wishΒ Β forΒ Β himΒ Β toΒ Β haveΒ Β been.Β Β β
When did she grow up?
It has always been so easy to see her as the young child in need of his advice and protection, but now. Now he isn't so sure anymore. Soon, it is he that will have to come to her and ask for her advice rather than the other way around. The wisdom she holds in her hands, the knowing look in her eyes. He almost doesn't want to let her go.
He is also very proud of her.
At the same time there is guilt buried within him. To think that, in his absence, he has missed out on so many experiences in her life. So many times he has not been present, but rather has had to listen to her revelations and stories connected to her reach of adulthood. Dear God, how he wishes he can take that back. How he wishes he can turn back time and be there for her throughout it all. Be the older brother he is supposed to be.
She takes his hand, her skin warm and alive against his. Dearest little sister, how you have grown.
Indeed, a cage is not a natural thing.
"We never had much of a conversation about it, me and him. He acknowledged it, there was pride, of course, but he was worried. He knew the path I wished to take, and you know how superstition goes at sea..."
It was never about keeping it hidden, simply to control it enough. Keep it from view and rather rationally explain why he could so easily sense the murmur within the heavy woodwork onboard. Or the ripples of the ocean floor. William has always been sensitive to the movement in the earth, as if a whisper pulling him towards the core.
"Perhaps we shall visit his resting place one day soon? I believe it is due to a change of fresh flowers"
@willixmbush to archie : [Β pullΒ backΒ ]Β senderΒ pullsΒ receiverΒ backΒ intoΒ bedΒ withΒ them
childΒ ofΒ morningΒ triesΒ toΒ rise.Β butΒ heΒ isΒ noΒ longerΒ justΒ aΒ childΒ ofΒ theΒ risingΒ sun,Β norΒ theΒ birdsΒ singingΒ inΒ theΒ treesΒ (Β and,Β oh,Β howΒ kindΒ itΒ isΒ toΒ wakeΒ onceΒ moreΒ toΒ suchΒ simpleΒ pleasuresΒ !Β )Β heΒ isΒ somethingΒ moreΒ forΒ asΒ longΒ asΒ heΒ isΒ adored.Β somethingΒ beyondΒ theΒ stretchΒ ofΒ aΒ faintΒ callingΒ toΒ cherishΒ theΒ morning.Β morningΒ shifts,Β theΒ worldΒ swayingΒ likeΒ aΒ ship'sΒ dance,Β seesΒ himΒ backΒ inΒ strongΒ arms.Β keepΒ himΒ thereΒ whereΒ heΒ isΒ mostΒ atΒ peace.Β βΒ goodΒ morningΒ toΒ youΒ tooΒ !Β βΒ laughs,Β carelessΒ andΒ joyousΒ andΒ aboveΒ all,Β trueΒ andΒ honest.
archieΒ hasΒ alwaysΒ beenΒ cursedΒ withΒ theΒ misfortuneΒ ofΒ aΒ shortΒ spanΒ ofΒ attention.Β plaguedΒ byΒ theΒ dreaminessΒ thatΒ comesΒ withΒ aΒ freeΒ mindΒ andΒ anΒ escapistΒ nature.Β yetΒ heΒ stills,Β notΒ atΒ allΒ unlikeΒ aΒ catΒ quiteΒ contentΒ withΒ theΒ offeredΒ affection,Β pleasedΒ toΒ sitΒ andΒ beΒ stillΒ underneathΒ tenderΒ hands.Β doesΒ notΒ evenΒ complainΒ aboutΒ beingΒ suffocatedΒ Β Β Β Β β―β―β―Β Β Β Β Β onlyΒ nuzzlesΒ closerΒ toΒ williamΒ withΒ aΒ softΒ sigh.Β βΒ youΒ haveΒ great,Β time-sensitiveΒ plansΒ forΒ today,Β iΒ seeΒ ?Β whatΒ shallΒ weΒ doΒ firstΒ .Β .Β .Β climbΒ aΒ mountain,Β orΒ rideΒ wildΒ horsesΒ allΒ theΒ wayΒ acrossΒ theΒ country.Β ah,Β doΒ notΒ fear,Β weΒ couldΒ easilyΒ doΒ bothΒ ifΒ weΒ leaveΒ withinΒ theΒ hourΒ andΒ makeΒ haste.Β β
Steady as the earth herself is he. Calm and collected, knows every inhale and exhale of the gravity around them. The shift in the bed is felt long before his partner moves, but he gives him a head start before he once again pulls him back down, back to his side, and under the soft warmth that is their bed.
The touch is gentle, even so the strength he hides under skin and mortal flesh is well felt, for he can so very easily ease his beloved against his chest, followed by a shower of kisses against exposed neck.
His face is buried into Archie's chest then, curls wild and no longer as tame and proper as they usually are. Doesn't matter in the presence of his husband. They have seen each other at their worst and their best, and yet, their love shines as bright as ever.
"You wish to climb a mountain?"
William's voice is rough, still heavy with sleep. He looks up, gives the bright blue eyes that meet him a curious look. It is like sharing a bed with an eel some days, restless and without a calm bone in his body-- something that always fascinates him, for William himself is still and slow unless it calls for action. He has always been so, careful and sturdy.
"And which mountain do you have in mind?"
There is a playfulness in his words, and despite how sleep is still present in his features, he rolls them over so that Archie comes out on top with a lazy smile on his lips. It is innocent how his hands wander at first until they land on the small of his back, and then a little lower.
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Jamie Bamber as 4th Lieutenant Archie Kennedy and PaulMcGann as 2nd Lieutenant William Bush
Hornblower, E5: Mutiny
A little Mutiny/Retribution Bush queue appreciation for your Wednesday morning.
@willixmbushΒ Β &Β Β victoriaΒ Β :Β Β βΒ Β magicΒ Β requiresΒ Β takingΒ Β inΒ Β orderΒ Β toΒ Β give.Β Β itΒ Β willΒ Β keepΒ Β demandingΒ Β partsΒ Β ofΒ Β you.Β Β β
βΒ Β youΒ Β soundΒ Β likeΒ Β ourΒ Β father,Β Β βΒ Β wrong.Β Β songbirdΒ Β hasΒ Β noΒ Β clueΒ Β whatΒ Β theΒ Β goodΒ Β manΒ Β soundedΒ Β like,Β Β butΒ Β knowsΒ Β williamΒ Β likeΒ Β theΒ Β backΒ Β ofΒ Β herΒ Β hand,Β Β betterΒ Β thanΒ Β sheΒ Β knowsΒ Β theΒ Β feelingΒ Β ofΒ Β theΒ Β earthΒ Β atΒ Β herΒ Β backΒ Β andΒ Β slippingΒ Β waterΒ Β betweenΒ Β herΒ Β fingers.Β Β canΒ Β imagineΒ Β itΒ Β Β Β Β Β β―β―β―Β Β Β Β Β Β theΒ Β remnantsΒ Β ofΒ Β theirΒ Β fatherΒ Β slippingΒ Β intoΒ Β theΒ Β behaviourΒ Β ofΒ Β theΒ Β son.Β Β wavesΒ Β herΒ Β handΒ Β toΒ Β pluckΒ Β half-truthsΒ Β andΒ Β fairytalesΒ Β outΒ Β ofΒ Β theΒ Β air,Β Β spinsΒ Β themΒ Β aroundΒ Β theΒ Β stemsΒ Β ofΒ Β flowersΒ Β notΒ Β yetΒ Β inΒ Β bloomΒ Β untilΒ Β theyΒ Β burstΒ Β inΒ Β theΒ Β palmΒ Β ofΒ Β herΒ Β handΒ Β withΒ Β life.Β Β βΒ Β andΒ Β youΒ Β makeΒ Β itΒ Β soundΒ Β likeΒ Β aΒ Β badΒ Β thing,Β Β butΒ Β isn'tΒ Β thatΒ Β theΒ Β wholeΒ Β pointΒ Β ofΒ Β itΒ Β allΒ Β ?Β Β β
turnsΒ Β nowΒ Β toΒ Β lookΒ Β atΒ Β him,Β Β toΒ Β seeΒ Β theΒ Β brotherΒ Β ratherΒ Β thanΒ Β theΒ Β forced-to-beΒ Β father.Β Β βΒ Β toΒ Β give.Β Β weΒ Β can'tΒ Β alwaysΒ Β takeΒ Β withoutΒ Β reasonΒ Β andΒ Β notΒ Β expectΒ Β toΒ Β giveΒ Β somethingΒ Β back.Β Β that'sΒ Β whatΒ Β fairiesΒ Β doΒ Β !Β Β β
The earth sighs a pleasant hum as buds bloom into vigorous life. A gift happily accepted it would seem from the harmonious hum that seems to be vibrating under their feet and throughout their garden. There had been no straining, the magic had come so naturally that William found himself in awe, and it is perhaps for the first time that he realizes that his sister is no longer a little girl. Of course, he knows this, but it hits him harder in this moment shared between them.
"I just want you to be careful, Victoria"
He worries. They all know he does, but he has no idea how to turn it off anymore. He has held onto their father's responsibility, taken it upon himself as is expected of him. As the world is expecting of him. But deep inside, he knows very well that this family will go on strong even without him.
William meets her eyes, gives her a smile which feels slightly foreign to him. When did he forget the ability to smile a true smile? He raises his hand, palm up and from the tips of his fingers flies emerald green butterflies.
"It was... frightening, when these powers first awoke in me. Unable to really control them, it did not take long before mother and father found out. I was so ashamed until I realized that this has been in our family's bloodline for generations. That this is as natural to us as breathing..."
There is a soft green light around them now, the butterflies have settled on the flowers, some are still swirling in the air around them. He follows the trail of the soft light until it eventually fades and disappears. There is peace within him then, as if he's just released a breath he's been holding in for weeks.
"You're right of course. We must abide by the laws of nature, for I would prefer not to start a quarrel with the fairies"
A soft laugh which seems to remove lines of hardship from his face.
Such epic eyebrow action deserves its own post.
@hatigave said β want me to model these for you? β | Archie
Ocean blue eyes widen ever so slightly. TAKEN ABACK by such a suggestion. He should be used to this by now, used to his partner's wild heart, and he is, truly he is, it is simply the fact that it still catches him so off guard, so much that he is left speechless.
The slightest of smiles, an almost smirk, tugs at the corners of his lips, and he moves over to Archie. Hands on his hips, fingers resting so tenderly there.
"I would not be opposed to such an idea"
It is whispered so softly, yet with the smallest hint of a rougher undertone. A kiss, then, to the corner of his lip, smirk widening further.
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Paul McGann in Swallow Your Dreams (2021)
Happy 62nd Birthday, Paul McGann! | 14 November 2021
hatileadβ:
Β Β Β Β Β Β β Β i was waiting for you to come home ,Β Β Β actually .Β Β βΒ Β Β Β Β ππππππ πππ πππππππ ππππππ ππππΒ Β .Β Β Β Β Β Β not yet willing to rise ,Β Β Β yet still making preparations to do so .Β Β Β Β it is loss which settles in his bones and lungs when william isnβt home during dinnertimeΒ Β Β Β Β Β Β /Β Β Β Β Β Β Β when nights are spendΒ alone in a bed too large for simply one man .Β Β Β Β Β ππππ ππ ππ ππ πππ πππππ ππ-ππππππ πππ πππππ ππππ πππππππ πππππππΒ Β .Β Β Β Β Β Β βΒ but you donβt have to cook if youβre tired ,Β Β Β iβm sure i can make us an omelet or something simple .Β βΒ
unlike his partner ,Β Β Β he himself has not been blessed with the gift of cookingΒ Β Β ;Β Β Β no feeling for such a thing to truly make something worth eatingΒ Β Β Β Β ;Β Β Β Β too quick to disregard recipes and step off script .Β Β Β Β βΒ or i can simply stand before you in the kitchen ,Β Β Β make it impossible for you to reach a cabinet .Β Β Β i must warn you ,Β Β i do demand a kiss for each request to move .Β β
Fingertips reaches to rest against firm jaw. Thumb brushes against the jawline, soft, yet with a subtle hint of a stubble underneath. THE SMILE STAYES, brightens up sharp features, there blue eyes seeks out loverβs own. Tonight is a celebration. Not only for Williamβs return, but for Archieβs achievements as well, for he is proud. Proud and in awe of the man he calls husband.Β
βYou neednβt wait much longer, beloved, I am home, safe and sound, and I am very capable of cooking, despite my disheveled appearance. However, I do require that you accompany me, you are my strength after allβ
He lets out a sigh, CONTENT AND RELIEVED. This home, a safe haven for them both, secured and protected, and William would fight with all his might to strengthen that safety, to ensure that Archie shall never again be harmed.Β
β© 2nd Lieutenant William Bush recovering behind bars
Β Β Β Β Β Β ππ ππ πππ πππ π πππππ πππππ ππ π ππππππ ππππ πππππππΒ Β Β ,Β Β Β Β Β it is the promise of the fall which leaves bitter aftertaste in the back of his throat .Β Β Β Β demands to be felt in the way salt poured into a wound doesΒ Β Β Β Β ;Β Β Β Β Β Β the same way a flickering candle promises pain to wishful outstretched palm .Β Β Β Β ππππππππππ ππππ πππππ πππππ ππππππ ππππ πππ ππ πππΒ Β .Β Β Β Β spine is straightened by the weight of the world which restsΒ βpon his shoulders ,Β Β Β young man not yet blooming underneath fathersβ gaze .Β Β Β Β βΒ i have heard about your successes .Β βΒ
conversation about work comes easily .Β Β Β Β duty not a burden to those raised underneath its watchful eye .Β Β Β Β ππππ ππ πππππ πππ ππππ π ππ πππππππππ πππ ππππππππ πππ ππππΒ Β Β Β .Β Β Β Β βΒ a few captains have spoken highly of you .Β β
Β Β Β Β @willixmbushβΒ Β /Β Β this starter callΒ Β +Β Β jamesΒ
Norrington. The name is not unfamiliar to him, for it rests on many lips. The grandness of the senior, the brilliance of his son, and even if he would have been more than happy to sail with one of a lesser name, or even a vessel of his own, it is an honour to be regarded in such a fashion that he now are standing in the presence of James Norrington.Β
His back is straight, arms rests behind his back, mirroring the composure of the younger man. It would seem they are both TRAINED UNDER STRICT EYES, which is not uncommon in their line of work. Yet, he dares a smile, only a slight tug of lips, upon the words spoken in his regard. A hint of his sarcastic nature.Β
βI do know my way around on a ship, for sure. And yourself, Commodore at such a young age, quire impressiveβΒ
hatileadβ:
Β Β Β Β Β Β πππππ π ππππ πππππ πππππππ πππππ'π πππππΒ Β .Β Β Β Β Β clings to the last shred of hope of light offered in dark world .Β Β Β Β edges of his being are still blurred ,Β Β Β raw and bleedingΒ Β Β Β Β Β /Β Β Β Β Β Β Β he is not yet made whole again after nightmare stripping him of humanity .Β Β Β Β but he is ,Β Β Β Β if nothing else ,Β Β Β halfway there .Β Β Β ππππ ππππ ππ πππππππ π πππππΒ Β .Β Β Β Β weak ,Β Β Β Β compared to his usual beaming glow ,Β Β Β Β yet ,Β Β Β it has to doΒ .Β Β Β Β it has to .Β Β Β for now .Β Β Β forgive me my love ,Β Β Β i triedΒ Β .Β Β Β Β Β
β Β basil would be nice .Β Β βΒ Β Β Β speech grows slurred .Β Β Β Β leg falling asleep as steadily as his heart calms .Β Β Β Β surely his husband must be feeling the sameΒ Β Β (Β Β Β slight tug on heartstrings .Β Β Β william should not be sitting on the floor ,Β Β Β not with his legΒ Β Β Β )Β Β Β Β Β πππ πππ πππππππ ππ ππππ πππ πππππππ πππππππππ πππππ πππππΒ Β Β Β .Β Β Β Β Β Β motion of fingers through his hair soothing ,Β Β Β Β mesmerizing ,Β Β Β calmingΒ .Β Β Β Β everything he has ever wanted or neededΒ Β .Β Β Β Β Β βΒ fine ,Β Β Β no art then .Β βΒ Β Β a chuckle as he leans up to kiss loverβs cheek .Β Β Β βΒ i wonβt be able to sleep again ,Β Β Β how about you get into bed ,Β Β try and catch a few more hoursΒ Β ?Β Β Β iβll just go make some tea ,Β Β Β out of a bag ,Β Β Β like the peasant i still am until you get us some home-grown mint .Β β
Expression softens at the kiss against his cheek. THE GENTLENESS, and though his heart aches for the fear, THE TRAUMA, he knows his beloved suffers from, William has confidence that Archie will battle through them. That his strength will shine through the horror, and if he so wishes, William will stay by his side through it all and fight alongside him. He married this man to keep him safe and loved, after all, and these vows he has sworn to keep.Β
βTea sounds lovely, if you donβt mind the company? The chamomile I bought the other day should do the trick for restlessnessβ
Goodness, why is it that every time he hears his sunshine laugh or chuckle that his heart tightens with PRIDE AND AFFECTIONS. Calloused fingers brushes lovingly against his arm, dares to put a little more strength into his touch, yet not too much.Β
William knows within himself that if he ever meets those responsible for Archieβs pains, he will be unable to hold back. Inside there hides a soldier, a battle born soul.Β
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Damn, he looks good here.
William Bush, Lieutenant, from Hornblower
