#— * ❝ so‚ you've come to stare at the 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐓‚ have you

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@emcads​ sent :  ❛  if you keep looking at me like that, i’m not responsible for what happens next.  ❜

the  prince  of  pirates  LAUGHS  ;  it’s  a  twinkling  sound,  one  befitting  of  the  high  courts,  not  of  the  high  seas.  fate  and  circumstance  can  change  one’s  designated  path,  though  —  and  if  his  highness  were  to  be  entirely  honest,  he  prefers  the  freedom  that  comes  with  ruling  the  sea  rather  than  the  ballrooms.  body  is  draped  across  the  chaise,  a  brow  quirked  skywards.  perhaps  it  had  been  rather  foolish  of  him  to  sneak  onto  the  pirate  queen’s  ship  ;  after  all,  their  peace  treaty  is  already  so  fragile.  what  would  her  crew  say  if  they  found  their  fair  lady  in  throes  with  him,  hmm?

“  is  that  so?  ”    adam  asks,  hand  rising  to  run  through  messy  blond  curls.  smirk  toys  at  the  corners  of  his  lips,  eyes  sparkling.  he  gets  a  sick  joy  out  of  getting  esmeralda  worked  up  ;  there  is  something  about  it,  something  about  seeing  her  glare  at  him  in  such  a  manner,  that  gets  the  blood  flowing,  the  adrenaline  high.  legs  cross  at  the  ankles,  the  prince  then  inquiring,    “  tell  me  :  exactly  what  WILL  happen  next?  are  you  going  to  run  me  straight  through  with  that  sword  of  yours,  or  are  you  going  to  fuck  me?  i  am  not  opposed  to  either  option,  your  majesty.  ”

#emcads #— * ❝ so‚ you've come to stare at the 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐓‚ have you? ╱ answered asks. #// hi hi you get hot pirate couple.

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@rcbf4​ said :  "i thought i'd never see you again."

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the  smile  that  crosses  his  features  is  bittersweet,  but  still  genuine  nonetheless.  adam  hadn't  meant  to  disappear  without  a  trace  ;  his  handlers  had  told  him  that  they  had  reason  to  believe  his  location  had  been  compromised,  and  before  he'd  known  it,  he'd  been  ushered  off  to  some  safehouse  far  away  from  los  angeles.  they  had  assured  the  prince  that  they  would  inform  the  other  man  of  his  exact  whereabouts,  but  clearly,  they  had  not  done  any  such  thing.  lying  BASTARDS.

“  i  know,  ”    the  prince  murmurs,  hand  reaching  for  adam's  own.    “  i  KNOW,  and  i'm  so  fucking  sorry  for  not  telling  you  sooner.  they  wouldn't  let  me  contact  you  —  they  said  it  was  too  much  of  a  risk  —  but  i'm  here  now,  okay?  ”    the  hand  not  currently  holding  the  officer's  own  rises  so  that  it  can  brush  against  his  cheek,  adam  then  murmuring,    “  don't  worry  :  you  can't  get  rid  of  me  that  easily.  ”

for  now,  they  think  the  city  is  safe  enough  for  his  highness  ;  he's  just  got  even  more  of  a  guard  than  before  watching  his  every  move.  horrible  circumstances,  truly,  but  a  small  price  to  pay.  

#rcbf4 #— * ❝ so‚ you've come to stare at the 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐓‚ have you? ╱ answered asks. #— * ❝ my 𝐌𝐄𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐘 heart. ╱ modern verse. #// hi hi i'm so sorry that i haven't been here in 100 years #// pls take this soft content to make up for it.

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hey do u got games on ur phone

no. go away.

#hellspent #— * ❝ so‚ you've come to stare at the 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐓‚ have you? ╱ answered asks. #// IM JOKING ILY SKFJEKDJDK #// i have the xbox cloud gaming app on there — go feral. play fortnite or whatever.

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royal boys whose names start with a rise up

this makes them better than everyone else, it is simply fact.

#wardencrowned #— * ❝ so‚ you've come to stare at the 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐓‚ have you? ╱ answered asks. #// dj …. can they kiss. as a treat.

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@norringtxn​ said :  ❝ You look exhausted. ❞

how is that the first thing james notices upon returning home? how is that one of the first things that his lover feels the need to point out? adam is almost tempted to scoff at him. to tell him to shut up and kiss him again before he gets cross— but somehow, he refrains. the prince instead merely grabs the commodore by his jacket, pulling him closer towards him and shaking his head softly. 

“ i’ve just been missing you, that’s all. ”  not a lie. not entirely, anyway. there have been sleepless nights whilst james was away, nights brought about by long stretches of time without a letter, but that’s not exactly what’s made the prince so tired nowadays. no, it’s the child upstairs in his childhood nursery ; it’s the thing that the servant girl did not want, the result of a foolish drunken mistake ; it’s the little baby girl that the prince had offered to take in as his own.

how does he bring the topic up to james, anyway? how will the commodore react? the prince honestly isn’t sure, to either question. so, instead of dwelling on it, he merely presses another kiss to his lips, briefly pulling away to murmur,  “ i have a surprise for you. ”  there. that’s a good start.

#norringtxn #— * ❝ so‚ you've come to stare at the 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐓‚ have you? ╱ answered asks. #— * ❛ once upon a time‚ in the hidden heart of france. ╱ canon verse. #// if you don't turn this into a thread... i will RIOT

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@fhett​ said :  ❝  looks worse than it was.  ❞

the prince glances up at the former bounty hunter, expression unreadable. boba fett is covered in scars from head-to-toe, yes, but some of them happen to grab his attention more than others. particularly, the new ones. the ones that were not there before boba’s long absence ; before the prince had to get used to the lack of fett’s company. no, these are new, acquired during a long, long five years. the five years during which boba was assumed dead ; five years during which adam florian had kept sources on tattooine, desperate to hear any rumor that the hunter might still by chance be alive.        there’s a tiny shake of the head, adam rolling his eyes before returning to where he’d been resting against the other man, head against that soft spot between shoulder and chest.  “ you’re a horrible liar, boba fett, ”  he mutters, a hint of amusement behind the gentle scoldiing.  “ it’s funny, really, the way that you can lie to the rest of the galaxy so effortlessly, but not to me. ”  rulers aren’t supposed to lie to one another, are they? fett, the lord of tatooine, and florian, the new ruler of aveyon following his father’s  ‘ tragic ’  demise. good riddance, if adam does say so himself. now, the pair of them are both in positions of power— it’s admirable, isn’t it?                            boba doesn’t answer, hence why adam then rolls over so that he’s on his stomach instead, body halfway draped across the other man’s own.  “ come on. you know you can tell me about them. ”  a kiss pressed to the bit of skin that’s exposed of his neck. he’s rarely seen him without the helmet since they became reaquainted— he wants to change that.   “ i’m here to listen, darling. ”

#fhett #— * ❝ so‚ you've come to stare at the 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐓‚ have you? ╱ answered asks. #— * ❝ knights‚ and men‚ and swords and things. ╱ star wars. #// post-sarlacc??? YEAH.

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@hopexncarnate​ said :  ❛ tell me… tell me you want me. ❜ // 👁️

this is... bloody surreal. this entire day has seemed a haze, as if everything is a blur. the prince of the empire marrying the prince of aveyon ; they’re sealing the alliance arranged by powers far above them. adam doesn’t mind luke’s company, though, not really— he hardly despises him as much as he had assumed he would on the day of their first meeting. perhaps it is because they’ve gotten to know each other better since that first day ; there have been holo calls since then, both arranged meetings and late night ones without a warning.                   once, adam would have shuddered at the idea of any of it— and he still does despise the fact that aveyon is allying with the empire— but he doesn’t hate the empire’s prince. not at all. not anymore. they haven’t had a moment to themselves the entire day, surrounded by people for the entirety of it— until now. now, the two of them are tucked away in adam’s bedchambers, all too aware of exactly what is EXPECTED of them now : consummating the marriage.                                  he’s not... OPPOSED to the idea of it. not truly. months ago, he would have rather DIED than think about bedding the empire’s golden boy, but now... now that his opinions on luke have changed... so have his opinions on that matter. adam’s back is turned, gazing out the window at the palace grounds. they always look so pretty at night, everything aglow under the light of the moon.  silence has stretched between them, the prince acutely aware of the way that luke is sat upon the edge of the bed.   “ we... we don’t HAVE to do anything tonight. you know that, right? ”  those are the words that had tumbled from adam’s lips the moment that they had entered the room, but luke’s RESPONSE has him freezing.                                                  head turns, attention shifting onto his new HUSBAND. the expression on luke’s face has his chest tightening ; it’s one of timidity and hopefulness, all at once. stars above... it’s absolutely gorgeous. that realization is even more surprising to him than luke’s words. it renders him speechless for a moment, blue eyes merely remaining locked onto luke as he stands there silently staring. he could refuse ; he could easily refuse— but he doesn’t want to. not at all. a deep breath, followed by adam glancing down at the ring that now adorns his finger before crossing the room to stand before him. head tilts, gaze shifting to the matching one on luke’s finger— and he knows immediately what he’s going to say before he does it.                                                                          “ i want you, ”  the prince murmurs, hand extending to lightly brush fingertips against the other boy’s cheek.  “ is that what you wanted to hear? I WANT YOU. i want you so bloody much, luke. who would have thought, huh? ”  adam takes a seat on the edge of the bed next to him, a humorless smile adorning handsome features as he adds,  “ but what do YOU want, luke? tell me. ”  

#hopexncarnate #— * ❝ so‚ you've come to stare at the 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐓‚ have you? ╱ answered asks. #— * ❝ knights‚ and men‚ and swords and things. ╱ star wars. #suggestive tw #// god i'm obsessed with them #feel free to uhhh turn it into a thread if you want or whatevs

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@norringtxn​ said :  “ are you sure you want to do this? because, you know... “

james’ words make the prince smile ever-so-slightly. it’s rather... endearing, the slight apprehension that the other man shows. adam is wary too, but it’s not to the same extent— perhaps it’s from growing up in the royal courts, where secret affairs such as this aren’t QUITE as frowned upon. james, however, is a SOLDIER ; things like this are regarded far more harshly  for those who aren’t part of the nobility.          his expression is understanding, fingers reaching out to gently brush against the other man’s jawline. there’s no one around to see ; they’re safe right now, far away from prying eyes as they are. it’s just the two of them— but that’s what’s so frightening, isn’t it? it’s just THEM, and they’re THIS CLOSE to doing something that there would be no turning back from. and, god, all adam can think about is how much he bloody wants james norrington. that, he is sure of.                                  “ i’m positive, ”  the prince murmurs. he’s absolutely sure that he wants it ; he’s never quite been so sure of anything.   “ i want YOU, james norrington. every little bit of you that you will give to me. ”  adam’s hand remains against the other male’s face, blue eyes soft as he adds,  “ but, if you do not wish to... DO THIS, then we do not have to. there is no rush, there is no obligation. it is whatever YOU desire, my darling. ”

#norringtxn #— * ❝ so‚ you've come to stare at the 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐓‚ have you? ╱ answered asks. #— * ❛ once upon a time‚ in the hidden heart of france. ╱ canon verse. #// yeAH #IT WENT LOWKEY ANGSTY and soft all at ONCE

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@emcads​ said :  “Don’t you dare! These are my best clothes!” (no sexy ripping clothes off thank u. we can’t all be aristocrats with unlimited wardrobes.)

the prince blinks, hands still clutching at the material of her ensemble. esme’s words seem to have stunned him, as if they’ve made it where he doesn’t know how to react ; as if they’ve snapped him out of the haze of arousal and need he had been so wrapped up in. he only pulls away ever-so-slightly though, just enough so that he can see the pirate queen properly.

there’s too many fucking layers, though. a gown and a petticoat and a corset and whatever the hell it is women wear. he can’t be bothered to keep up with it all. not right now. all adam knows is that there are far too many layers seperating him and esmeralda, and he simply must do something about it before the urge to touch her, to feel her skin against his, kills him. MELODRAMATIC, sure, but that is exactly what it feels like to a spoiled noble, used to getting everything and everyone that he wants when he wants it.

“ oh, esme, ”  he murmurs, leaning in and scraping his teeth against her neck in a torturously slow manner,  “ come on, darling. i shall buy you more. where’s the harm in it? ”  teeth are replaced by lips, hungry little kisses being placed onto exposed skin as the prince presses himself closer against his lover’s body. one hand moves between them to tease her through her skirts ; an attempt to gain her favor, it seems.  “ ma chérie, i could buy you all the contents of some of paris’ finest dress shops— you know that. are you sure that you wish to wait and take the time to undo all of those terribly DREADFUL stays and laces? ”

#emcads #— * ❝ so‚ you've come to stare at the 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐓‚ have you? ╱ answered asks. #— * ❛ once upon a time‚ in the hidden heart of france. ╱ canon verse. #n.sfw tw #// he is a BRAT #A SPOILED BRAT.

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@solhjerte​ said :  dont mind anna braiding flowers into adam's hair

adam may be a grumpy boy— may insist upon arguing with anyone that dares talk back to him, may insist upon staying tucked in away in his bedroom the majority of the time— but anna never gets that treatment. never at all. no, the princess gets a special and rare honor, one that the servants have always noticed. even after the prince’s dramatic change following the loss of his mother, the one person that he continued acting affectionately towards ( in his own way, of course ) was princess anna.         the PROOF? the way that right now, he’s sat patiently on the ground before her, a book in his hand, whilst she threads little flowers through golden waves. anna is rambling on about something whilst she does it, and admittedly adam doesn’t have a clue what she’s talking about. he’s only halfway been listening, but he knows she doesn’t care ; they’re just spending time together and that’s all that matters, isn’t it? hell, who knows : perhaps this little flower crown anna’s making might be his favorite of every crown he’s ever worn.

#solhjerte #— * ❝ so‚ you've come to stare at the 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐓‚ have you? ╱ answered asks. #// i am so obsessed with them

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@rcvival​ said :  ❛  please ,  please ,  please -  ❜

the words are music to his highness’ ears. the PLEAS, the gentle BEGGING. it’s everything that adam wants to hear from his lover. devilish smile remains upon lips, even as the prince’s head tilts, expression of faux thoughtfulness crossing handsome features. he’s trying to decide just what exactly he wants to do to the man beneath him ; there’s so many things he could do, and the options are all simply too appealing.

from where he sits upon maul’s lap, the other resting against the pillows, adam is acutely aware of the fact that this is the perfect view for the both of them : he can see maul’s gorgeous expression, needy and desperate for him, and maul can see the prince in all his golden splendor. truly a win for the both of them, if he does say so himself. vanity is one of adam’s greatest vices, after all, and this is no different, it seems.

“ please WHAT, my darling? ”  the words are spoken slowly, accent drawing them into an erotic caress as adam leans down, hands resting against maul’s sides.  “ what EXACTLY are you begging for? ”  mouth finds purchase upon his jawline, alternating between small kisses and gentle nips. he wants him squirming beneath him, desperate and wanting. it’s different for maul, that adam knows—— to the prince, paying attention to his guard’s flesh is of the utmost importance ; he doesn’t want him to merely have to experience his OWN pleasure through waves in the force ; he wants him to have some of his own, even if it cannot be the same exact way as it once might have been. adam is a bratty, selfish man, but not when it comes to this.

the trail of kisses and bites continues downwards, across neck and collarbone and down to the chest, before pausing and lingering there. he WILL draw the words from him ; he is determined.  “ tell me, maul. ”  the words are firm, the prince fixing him with a darkened gaze.  “ tell your prince what you’re wanting from him. ”    to add extra incentive, his mouth’s attention then turns to one of the guard’s nipples, tongue lightly flicking across the sensitive bud. he can make this worth his while, truly— all he has to do is ask. 

“ are you wanting me to FUCK you? to treat you like my own personal WHORE? is that what you’re wanting, my love? just say the words. ”

#rcvival #— * ❝ so‚ you've come to stare at the 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐓‚ have you? ╱ answered asks. #— * ❝ knights‚ and men‚ and swords and things. ╱ star wars. #n.sfw tw #// CANNOT BELIEVE THAT I WROTE THIS THE OTHER DAY AND FORGOT TO POST IT

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@rcbf4​ said :  table

it’s a strange occurrence, to have someone that can play the game better than he can. a strange occurrence, to have someone that makes him be the one with the fluttering feeling in his stomach instead of the other way around. it’s not a bad feeling, though. not at all. no, as a matter of fact, the prince quite likes it, if he’s being completely honest with himself. it’s a change, yes, but... not a bad one. not in the slightest.

at this particular moment, he’s standing in the other man’s kitchen, cup of coffee on the nearby counter, completely forgotten. there’s an undeniable blush painting adam’s cheeks as he continues to say things that has his heart performing somersaults in his chest. fuck. god, he doesn’t know how to respond. adam florian, rendered speechless? never before heard of.    “ shush, ”  he finally manages to get out, shaking his head at the flirty teasing that the other executes so EFFORTLESSLY.  “ you are SUCH an idiot. ”  it’s his last defense ; adam is absolutely doing his damnedest to get him flustered, but the truth is that it’s absolutely working— and he LIKES it. he likes it a LOT.

the next thing he knows though, there’s an absolutely devilish smile on the other man’s face. a brow raises, and adam is on the verge of asking him why he’s giving him such a psychotic look  ( god, he’s a drama queen ), but—! before he can, adam is quite suddenly wrapping his arms around him and lifting him up, drawing a surprised squeak from the blond. now, THAT is most certainly the most unexpected of everything that’s occurred this morning. if at all possible, face flushes even more as he is sat down upon the kitchen table, that smug look still remaining on the other adam’s face. 

does he want to punch him or kiss him for this? he’s not sure. maybe both. most definitely both. absolutely both.

breath catches when he has the nerve to tell him to BE CAREFUL UP THERE, that infuriating smirk etched onto his features. oh, no, that simply will not stand. that will not stand at all. adam’s legs come to wrap around his waist, pulling him closer. he has no intentions of letting him escape that easily. not after that.  “ you better stay right here then and make sure i don’t fall, ”  he whispers, hand reaching for his shirt to yank him down so that he can press a kiss to his lips. there, maybe now he’ll shut up.

#rcbf4 #— * ❝ so‚ you've come to stare at the 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐓‚ have you? ╱ answered asks. #suggestive tw #— * ❝ my 𝐌𝐄𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐘 heart. ╱ modern verse. #// i had to answer this first thing this morning #i absolutely had to

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Secret Santa's back with another silly poem. Is there any little thing that makes Adam think of home?

roses. always roses. i headcanon that the rose garden outside of the palace was his mother’s, and that’s how he grew to care for roses so much. he would spend hours out there, reading amongst the flowers. so, roses are definitely something that just screams HOME to him, no matter where he is, because he has such a strong connection to them. ( unrelated, but i hc that after he’s cursed, tending to the rose bushes is one thing that he still insists on doing because he doesn’t want the flowers to die. 😔😔 )

#— * ❛ she’s beauty she’s grace she’ll punch you in the face. ╱ ooc. #— * ❝ so‚ you've come to stare at the 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐓‚ have you? ╱ answered asks. #// god i love this so much this is such a serotonin boost #asides from making myself angsty with headcanons but whatever.

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@kcrclrezni​ said :  ❛ We’re all a bit broken, in our own ways - In places no one might see. ❜

from where he remains lingering in the shadows, tucked far away from prying eyes, adam WATCHES nikolai. he watches and listens, remaining silent the entire time. nikolai’s words are soft and reassuring, meant to draw the former prince out of hiding, but... he CANNOT. he can’t let nikolai see him like this ; nikolai knows the handsome prince with the sparkling smile and the golden hair, not this BEAST.                “ you’re wrong, nikolai, ”  adam finally says, voice ECHOING in the expanse of the empty hall. it’s not that he doesn’t appreciate the sentiment, he just can’t allow himself to believe it. this is beyond being BROKEN ; this isn’t something that he can fucking FIX, that he can UNDERSTAND. this isn’t something that can be tucked away and hidden ; it’s the brutal truth. claws dig into the cloak he wears, blue eyes fixated on nikolai lantsov. no, it’s better this way.   “ this isn’t something you need to see. it’s my burden, my MONSTER, and you don’t need to see it and its ugliness. ”

#kcrclrezni #— * ❝ so‚ you've come to stare at the 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐓‚ have you? ╱ answered asks. #// if you don't turn this into a thread... i will RIOT

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♥ + 🤫 wow big secret

LET ME EXPOSE YOU FOR THIS, SMH.  adam and odette? naH, IDK IF THEY’D HAVE CHEMISTRY.

𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐞 ♥ + 🤫  𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐬.

#swanode #— * ❛ she’s beauty she’s grace she’ll punch you in the face. ╱ ooc. #— * ❝ so‚ you've come to stare at the 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐓‚ have you? ╱ answered asks. #// yeS I WILL BE ANSWERING THE REST OF THESE IN PRIVATE #but emma's.... y'all.... we've been shipping since i basically made this blog #so this shit got put on the dash.

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@drusja​ said :  holding a puppy close to her chest. hand gently stroking its fur as she walks back into the castle grounds. trying to avoid meeting anyone on her way, but of course he had to be right in her pathway. ‘ this isn’t what it looks like. ’ ​

he isn’t sure what he’s expecting to see as he strolls the grounds— other grisha practicing, maybe even sneaking kisses where they shouldn’t be— but nina zenik carrying a puppy is not one of them. adam is frozen for a moment, lingering right in the heartrender’s path, eyes moving from her face to the puppy clutched to her chest. has she finally gone mad, trying to sneak that thing into the palace? zoya would have her head.               “ you mean, you’re NOT trying to smuggle a puppy in? ”  is that a smile on the tailor's lips? yes, most definetly.  “ because, if you WERE trying to do such a thing, i can think of better ways to do it than strolling right through the gardens. ”  adam reaches out, hand ruffling the puppy’s fur. see? nina’s secret is safe with him.   “ there’s side entrances, you know ; much better if you don’t want to risk being seen. ”

#drusja #— * ❝ so‚ you've come to stare at the 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐓‚ have you? ╱ answered asks. #— * ❛ glory and gore go hand in hand. ╱ grishaverse. #// i am obsessed