“My name is John Silver…and I’ve got a long fucking memory.”
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“My name is John Silver…and I’ve got a long fucking memory.”
Descriptive/Literate/Novella
•AU/MV/RP21+
•#BlackSails
•Crossover/OC Friendly
•⚠️TRIGGER WARNING
•NO MINORS
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I love you so much, and I’m so proud of you!!! ♥️♥️♥️
I have watched you tackle the most frightening things with strength and humor, and I admire you so much! YOU are the strength and heroism found in the best stories!
Every adventure—and every story— with you, is an absolute—
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—you have been by my side through every bit of it. Every doctors appointment. Every surgery. Every test. Every single day of the healing process.
You were the only constant in a whirlwind of uncertainty. Believe me when I say that I couldn't have done any of it without you. —
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"I'm the best there is at what I do...
But what I do best isn't very nice."
•Literate|Descriptive|Novella
•RP21+
•MDNI
•#MarvelRP #XmenRP #CrossoverRP
I artfully step around his quip, my fingertips idly fidgeting with a tawny lock of his hair.
“It is…”
I flicker another glance at his chest,
“truly.”
I draw in a dramatic sigh,
“I hardly /ever/ complain, really.”
My lips twitch into a poorly stifled smirk before I open my eyes, flickering a glance at his chest; unwilling to move any further from the comfort of my spot.
“Well, I must say…”
I shift again, a soft grunt as I sell the fib,
“I’m /quite/ offended.”
A soft smirk tugs at my lips to stifle a laugh before I lift my brows, my tone heaped with feigned innocence.
“‘No’?”…
I scoot closer, pressing my cheek to his chest,
“You don’t even know what I was going to say…”
He may not need to. It’s quite possible that my partner has—
Notices @ObdurateCaptain attempting to lie peacefully in bed, so, naturally…I set my book aside and settle against his chest. Peace and quiet? Absolutely not…
Blissfully unaware of the irritation I’d caused—because, let’s be honest, I’d developed a rather impressive penchant for irritating him in our earliest encounter—I continue to saunter around the room.
“Well, I’m not, really…”
I turned in place until my sights met him,
“I—
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—suppose I was more interested in pestering /you/ than anything else…”
A soft shrug accompanied my smile as I admitted my absolute inability to leave the man in peace. If anyone could console him on such a plight…he would find a most understanding ear in the company of my—
“Is it…?”
I tick my head as a smirk crawls across my lips, my fingers idly fidgeting with the edge of a marble statue nearby.
“Things seemed rather quiet…”
I draw in a dramatic sweep of a breath,
“So I thought to myself, ‘wouldn’t it be nice to go take in an opera…’”
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I dare say it’s been too long since I’ve pestered @GrislyVirtuoso …I think I’ll stroll into his theater for a little ruckus…
My brows twitch with a tick of my head.
“Well, I—“
I pause just long enough to flicker an icy scowl at my beloved, a downward pull of my lips as I failed miserably to disprove his claim.
My mouth opens with a false start before I finally resort to the only retort that comes—
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The advance of a laugh slipped past my lips, forcing me to stifle the rest of it for the sake of my facade. Though it was hardly without truth.
"Pick one."
I shrugged lightly.
"Pick both, for that matter."
My brows lifted with enough sincerity to acknowledge the fact that—