#riiverrun

[theseourbodiesrp]

@riiverrun modern blackhands bc you liked my post

Izzy is on the couch, listening to a podcast over the speakers. The host's voice is soothing, and his eyes are closed as he listens. He is in a state of relaxation until he hears the door clatter open. It's not that he doesn't fucking adore Ed with every atom of his being; it's just that Ed is so... extroverted. Loud. And Iz had a long day and just wanted to get lost in his podcast.

He pauses the show, opening his eyes to do so. He turns to watch his partner come into the apartment, all nervous energy. He sighs inwardly; Ed'll take a lot of work today, he can tell by how he moves. He doesn't mind at all, but he did want to listen to the end of this episode.

"Edward," he greets. Ed stops in his nervous pacing and turns his attention to Iz. Which lesser men might find too intense, but Iz basks in it. "How're you-" he can't get the rest of the out though. Ed comes to him and drapes himself on Iz. Ed's taller, so is almost smothering the other.

"Fucking fuck, Ed," he protests. But his arms go around Ed anyway. "Long day?"

#riiverrun #re: blackhands #re: izzy hands #s c r e a m s

[gentlepyrate]

@riiverrun   //   ED [ x ]

Ed had never been one to linger. At least, not in the bed. Not that he didn’t enjoy the time spent with Stede, but the softness terrified him in a way he’d never really known before. Some days, he still preferred the brusque attitude of his first mate to this... kindness that the other displayed.

So as he pulled on his leather pants, and started to put on his favorite purple undershirt, he felt Stede’s hands on him, and he makes a small noise of surprise.

“Aye, mate, what’s going on? I thought we was gonna have some breakfast.”

In truth, he's only really half-conscious as he reaches out to try and stop Ed from leaving him alone in bed. He's always had an inclination toward being rather grabby in his sleep, ending up curled around his partner in one form or another unless his partner, like Mary, would rather push themself to the floor than let it happen.

He used to be considered an early riser, but for sailors who wake before the sun, he's now considered a late one.

" Just a minute, Ed, "   Stede mumbles, using the thigh he'd grabbed and his other hand on the mattress as leverage to pull himself close enough that he can lean his head against Ed's thigh, treating his co-captain like an unruly pillow who had just started walking away from the bed.   " Bring it into the bed if you must. "

#'bring it into the bed'. now that's how you know he's desperate #just like. splash some water on him he's just not awake yet sbdgshj #ic. #riiverrun #riiverrun; edward teach

[betterxvillain]

“  what aren’t you telling me?  ” [ Byakuya

more angst for you losers | @riiverrun

Byakuya Kuchiki was...intimidating, to say the least. He rivaled Elijah Mikaelson in that way; cold, calculating, dangerous. He sauntered around like nothing could touch him and spoke with a sort of gravitas that chilled you to the bone. Though Stefan had stared down plenty of intimidating enemies before, around Byakuya, he had to be particularly careful. One wrong move and both he and his brother would die. No pressure.

"I'm telling you everything," he lied with a straight face. What he wasn't telling the master vampire was that his brother, who he'd promised to keep under control, had killed again. It felt like putting his head beneath a guillotine, and hoping someone didn't cut the rope.

#riiverrun #v; tbd

[yukitosumi]

So, a Capri Sun thief now? Why am I not surprised? [from Sean

"One, I took one. Fucking Rich."

#riiverrun #v; house of happiness #shut the fuck up sean #i bet you stole some too

[pantslessoptimism-moved]

@riiverrun​

“The water isn’t that cold. Just jump in already.”

#riiverrrun #{{&; i've seen some shit;; sophie threads}} #v; the house of happiness

[isrighthand]

𝐄𝐃𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐃 sent:   He can’t help but reach out, consumed by the look of Izzy’s hair, sliding his fingers through it. Then he realizes what he’s doing, and clears his throat. “What?”

For a split second, something in Izzy seems to melt into the touch. His shoulders relax, the grip on his pen slackens, but in the next breath he's stiffened up again, and shifted his gaze to Edward to try to figure out what the fuck he's doing.

" You're petting me, "   Izzy points out, gruff, immediately regretting it. He might be looking at Edward like he's wondering if he’s finally lost his mind, but he doesn't actually want Ed to stop. He's always cherished the occasional affectionate touches he receives from his captain, hoarding them like little treasures.

In an effort to seem like he doesn't give a fuck when he really, actually does, Izzy rolls his eyes and turns his attention back to the log in his hands, definitely not entirely focused on whatever the hell his captain is doing, sort of hoping he doesn’t stop.

@riiverrun​​

#touchstarved bab #izzy is Not Immune to gentle hair petting #ic. #beautifulxdissonance #beautifulxdissonance; edward teach

[beautifulxdissonance]

ch-ch-ch-changes

virxhonoratus is now @riiverrun !!!

#ooc; #one of these days i'll settle #sorry for the confusion folks

[theseourbodiesrp]

@riiverrun continued from x

“you’re not in service anymore, you big tree.”

“look. you take the bed. I’ll sleep in the armchair. But I’m taking all the extra pillows.”

#riiverrun #re: abandon all hope; you've already abandoned me #v; tbd #lmaaaoooooo

[gentlepyrate]

for @riiverrun // ED

" You won't believe me, " Stede laughs softly, though with the raptrous attention he's responded to all of the rest of Stede's eccentricities with, Stede is actually inclined to trust him with this one, though they've only known each other for a few hours, though he's never willingly told anyone of his true nature, though by all rights a pirate like Ed should probably want to kill or kidnap a merman like him.

Taking a little sip of the liquid courage in his hand, Stede continues, and though it's quite possibly the most foolish thing he's ever done, it feels right.

" I ought to just show you, really. Bit easier that way. Do you want to go outside? "

#stede tells ed like 90% of his secrets within the first few hours of knowing each other i dont make the rules #ic. #riiverrun #riiverrun; edward teach

[theseourbodiesrp]

@riiverrun cont from x

"Listen. I asked if anyone wanted some, but no one answered and now I'm surrounded by juice thieves."

"...one. one Capri Sun, with the option for another if I survive the night."

#riiverrun #v; house of happiness #re: claire novak #STOP COMING FOR HER CAPRI SUNS

[theseourbodiesrp]

@riiverrun

[Sean Wan Kenobi]: are you nearby

[Sean Wan Kenobi]: Sophie's not here and I

[Sean Wan Kenobi]: I need help

[Sean Wan Kenobi]: please come

#riiverrun #re: you big tree #v; tbd #did you ask for angst? #you did not #but here it is anyways

[gentlepyrate]

@riiverrun // ED sent:

Ed comes up beside Stede, where the man is standing against the railing. "Y'know... you kinda glow, in the moonlight there. It's a good look for you, mate."

He'd just been looking out onto the reflection of the moonlight on the water, the ocean like a giant pool of navy ink in the darkness. Doing some reflecting himself.

And there's Ed, making everything a bit brighter.

" Oh. Thank you, " Stede responds, ducking his chin ever so slightly with a smile on his face. He's not sure he's ever received such a compliment - he doesn't really now what to make of it, but the thought that Ed thinks he's handsome burns in his chest, a low, warm flame.

" You look good in all lighting, you know. " He has more thoughts on that, but for the sake of propriety, he will keep the better of them to himself. " You're quite the handsome fellow! "

#he has no idea this is flirting. he's clueless. help him #ic. #riiverrun

[theseourbodiesrp]

Dude your portrayal of anything is amazing! Claire, Izzy, Barba, like come on!!

I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU DIDN'T MENTION 4AYLAN BC YOUR BOYD FUCKING INSPIRES ME TO POETIC, LYRICAL WRITING LIKE HOW THE FUCK ANDI

#ooc #phoe derps #riiverrun #please oh my god #i knew back in the day you were fucking Great #at the writing #and i am so glad i still get to do it with you #ilu

[theseourbodiesrp]

@riiverrun doesn't want Claire to live her best life

#ooc #phoe derps #riiverrun #why do you hate claire andi

[theseourbodiesrp]

∆ STOP ∆  -  sender grabs the receiver’s hand to stop them from going somewhere [Ed to Izzy

The touch is not the usual casual thing Ed does. It's not a clap to the shoulder, or a brushing of arms, or fingers pressed to the small of his back just briefly. It is Ed, taking his hand. Stopping him from leaving the man alone.

It's as good as a spoken order, Ed's hand on his. He looks to where the strong, capable hand has his own clasped. His hand, as strong and capable as Ed's, only a touch smaller, looks stark against his captain's bronzed skin. It might, if one had such a mind, look like art. The Capture of Israel's Hand.

Then he glances up into dark eyes that will always, always sear him to his very soul. Whether Ed knows it or not. (Edward does know, though. Has always known, exactly what he does to Izzy. What he could command him to do, if he were minded to do so).

"Edward," he rasps, giving the name as much gentleness as he can manage. It sounds almost like a caress in his mouth, that name that is so sacred to him he would kill anyone who bandied it about. "M'right here, Ed."

#riiverrun #re: pleased to serve #re: izzy hands #c r i e s #LOK IZ LOVES ED SO FUCKING MUCH GOOD N I G H T

[gentlepyrate]

@riiverrun​​   //   ED   [ x ]

Reading stories is something that he's good at - one of very few skills that came in handy aboard a pirate ship, and even then only because Stede made it so. Years of practice with his children, a flair for drama, and an innate fondness for literature all mix together to create one hell of a storyteller.

He's a little surprised, when he notices Ed dozing off - this is a rather energetic one, downright horrifying at times, in Stede's humble opinion. Still, he can't find it in him to mind as he catches sight of Ed with his eyes closed, breathing evenly, peaceful in his sleep.

He continues for a bit, just to ensure Ed won't rouse as soon as he stops, until eventually his words trail off to nothing. He closes the book - carefully, quietly - and gently rises, bringing it back to it's place on the shelf.

When Stede returns to the couch, it's with a blanket folded over his arm. He might take off Ed's boots if he didn't think it  would wake the man, so he settle for covering him up, leaning down to press a goodnight kiss to his forehead.

" Sweet dreams, Ed. "

#stede really can't tuck anyone in without giving that goodnight kiss. it's impossible for him #ic. #riiverrun #riiverrun; edward teach