#charles vane drabble

[honeydewwboo]

I love one Charles Vane so much! I wish he had this on the show!! 😢

But that's why we have fantastic writers to make it happen!!! Loved this!!!

Congrats on a very well-deserved 5k! If you’re still taking requests, may I have Charles Vane, fluff (or smut) and 41?

Hi dear, thank you for the request. 41. “I’ve been falling in love with you since the first day we met” for Charles Vane. I went for fluff because that man needs some damn fluff in his life.

*gif not mine*

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The water crashed on the bow of the Ranger as it sailed through the seemingly endless blue sea before you. You let your hands rest on the rail as you stared out in wonder at the world laid before you.

“Do you remember the first time you were on the Ranger?”

You looked over at the captain of the Ranger, a man you had recently become quite attached to. You smiled fondly at him as you looked back ahead of you.

“How could I forget? You kidnapped me. You thought I was the daughter of some powerful person. How amusing it was when you realized that I’m just the daughter of a simple cloth merchant.”

Charles moved to stand beside you. Although he faced forward as you did, you knew better than to assume he wasn’t focused on you as well. When he was sober, his situational awareness was beyond reproach.

And he was always sober when he was on the Ranger. Usually.

“You’re more than just the daughter of a simple cloth merchant. Otherwise you wouldn’t have been invited back on my ship.”

You nodded to show that he had a point. The truth of it was that you had fallen in love with the sea during your brief tenure as captive. Once they realized that you weren’t who they thought you were, you’d been allowed freedoms on the ship. In that time, you learned everything you could from Anne Bonnie, Jack Rackham, and eventually, Charles Vane himself.

“Not nearly as good with a sword as you are,” you said with a grin as you knocked your shoulder against his.

When he didn’t return the comment or even roll his eyes, you turned to face him fully.

“What is it Charles?”

His intense gaze met yours. Even though you were in the middle of the open sea, you felt like you couldn’t catch your breath as you waited for what he would say.

“I’ve been falling in love with you since the first day we met. Even when you were in shackles in the hold, the truth is, I was the one captivated by you. By your spirit.”

Shock and pleasure roared in your veins. His gaze on you felt like a rope tied around your ribcage. It tugged you forward until you had nothing else to do but to let yourself press against him.

“Charles, I–” But he didn’t let you finish before he crashed his mouth against yours in a bruising kiss.

It didn’t matter. He knew you well enough by now to know that those feelings were returned completely.

[servena-writes-fic]

Prompt: Sacrifical Lamb (Promptlist) Fandom: Black Sails Characters: Charles Vane, Ned Low Words: 234 A/N: Felt the urge to examine that one scene between Charles Vane and Ned Low in 2x3 a little closer. First try for this fandom, please be gentle? Also I wrote this in like 20 minutes.

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Charles Vane has never wanted to jump over a table more. Wrap his hands around the throat of the man sitting opposite. Yank down his head and slam it onto the table. Grab the nearest object and cave that bastard’s skull in.

He can feel the weight of his mens’ eyes on him, watching.

Ned Low smiles a smile that doesn’t reach his mismatched eyes. “So that we’re clear. No matter how bloody this feud gets between she and I. I can rest soundly knowing you won’t take no part in it.”

All he can think about is Eleanor’s face in the tavern, her wide-eyed, pleading look.

It would’ve been easier, had Low made a move right there and then. Came after Eleanor with his bloody knife. No time to think then. Just instinct.

But he hadn’t. Careful bastard.

“None whatsoever.” The words taste like ashes in his mouth.

Vane watches him leave. He knows men like him. He’s smelled blood in the water, and he won’t stop.

The bag of gold feels heavy in his hand. Dirty. He wants to fling it after him, scatter the coins over the dusty ground.

It’s not wise to get involved. Let Eleanor solve her own problems for once, or have Flint do it for her.

But Flint isn’t here.

And deep inside, he already knows. He’s going to kill this man.

All he needs is an excuse.

[darthbloodorange]

Wanted

Rating: Teens Universe: Black Sails Pairings: Captain Flint | James McGraw/Charles Vane Characters: Captain Flint | James McGraw, Charles Vane, John Silver Warnings: Implied Sexual Content Major Tags: Flirting, Humour, Pre-Relationship, Queer Captain Flint, The Walrus, Post-Season 02, POV Captain Flint Word count: 300 - Triple Drabble

Summery: Flint hangs a wanted poster in his cabin.

For the: ✦ @anyfandomgoesbingo prompt: “Free Space” [N3]

Read below or on AO3 -HERE-

With careful fingers, he holds the nail in place, readying the hammer in his other hand. The door to the cabin opens, and James sighs. Yet another unwelcome visitor. Great.

Uneven steps approach from behind. "What's this? The men already fear you," Silver says, "A poster is not going to add to that in any measure. Not any more than your usual... presence - at any rate."

James keeps his gaze fixed upon the wanted poster, his visage staring back at him with cold, dead eyes.

"Why bother?" Silver asks.

Ignoring Silver won't make him any more likely to leave. So James responds. "It's nice to know someone wants me."

A pause.

"DEAD!" Silver exclaims, "They want you dead!"

"I don't think I can be too picky these days," James responds, bringing the hammer down upon the nail in two sharp strikes. He runs his thumb over the head of the nail, ensuring it's flush with the wood.

"I want you- alive! -captaining this crew!" Silver says, stepping forward.

James laughs hollowly. "It's not the same though, is it?" he says, accessing his work. The poster looked to be hung straight. "That's a need, not a want, borne from necessity." He sets the hammer down and turns towards Silver, "England wants me dead." He approaches slowly, each step deliberate and heavy. Staring the man down. "Desires to have me swinging by my neck." He stops. Grins. "A touch morbid, perhaps, but it's nice to be desired."

The original interloper pipes up from his occupation of James' chair. "I have a burning desire for you, Flint," Vane says, a satisfied smirk tugging languidly at his lips.

"If it burns," James drawls, letting his gaze drop purposefully to Vane's crotch, "should I dare go near it?"

Vane's smirk melts quickly into a frown.

THE END

[justanoasisimagines]

Heroes versus Villians October Event

Hey lovelies, throughout the month of October, I'll be posting twice a day for a hero and a Villian. Below is the list of what's going to be posted.

1st October - Neville Longbottom (Blurb) & Aemond Targaryen (Blurb) 2nd October - Podrick Payne (Blurb) & Victor Zsasz (Gotham) 3rd October - Elijah Mikealson (Drabble) & Charles Vane (Headcanon) 4th October - Steve Rogers (Love Letter) & Clay Morrow (Love Letter) 5th October - Neal "Baelfire" Cassidy (Headcanon) & Phillip Graves (Headcanon) 6th October - Alex Keller (Love Letter) & Rollo (Blurb) 7th October - Harwin Strong (Headcanon) & Ramsay Bolton (Drabble) 8th October - Bruce Wayne (Drabble) & Kraven the Hunter (Headcanon) 9th October - Aethelred (Drabble) & Tom Riddle (Blurb) 10h October - Captain James Flint (Blurb) & Niklaus Mikealson (Headcanon) 11th October - Daryl Dixon (Blurb) & Negan (Headcanon) 12th October - Viktor Krum (Blurb) & George "Digger" Harkness (Drabble) 13th October - Captain John Price (Headcanon) & Cormac McLaggen (Drabble) 14th October - David Hale (Drabble) & Gaston (Drabble) 15th October - Clint Barton (Headcanon) & Aegon II Targaryen (Drabble) 16th Drabble - Gwayne Hightower (Blurb) & Miguel Galindo (Love Letter) 17th October - Adrian Chase (Blurb) & The Joker *Heath Ledger" (Love Letter) 18th October - The Beast (Headcanon) & Vladimir Makarov (Headcanon) 19th October - Alden (Love Letter) & Ceasar Martinez (Drabble) 20th October - Stefan Salvatore (Drabble) & John Walker (Headcanon) 21st October - Johnny "Coco" Cruz (Blurb) & Ivar the Boneless (Blurb) 22nd October - August Wayne Booth (Love Letter) & Troy Otto (Blurb) 23rd October - Ragnar Lothbrok (Blurb) & Damon Salvatore (Headcanon) 24th October - Theon Greyjoy (Love Letter) & Rumplestiltskin (Love Letter) 25th October - Bucky Barnes (Headcanon) & Criston Cole (Drabble) 26th October - Rick Flag (Love Letter) & Koing (Love Letter) 27th October - Simon "Ghost" Riley (Love Letter) & Killian Jones (Drabble) 28th October - Dewey Riley (Headcanon) & Billy Loomis (Blurb) 29th October - John Dorie (Drabble) & Viserys Targaryen (Drabble) 30th October - Matthias Helvar (Love Letter) & Baron Helmut Zemo (Blurb) 31st October - Robert "Bob" Floyd (Blurb) & Stu Macher (Headcanon)

[artemiseamoon]

charles vane. reader is in grad school and stressed af. either hc or fic don't care which. <3

💜 I hope you enjoy some Charles Fluff

Small gestures

Charles Vane x f reader

Words: 582 | Credit to GIF maker

Warnings: stress

I can do this

I can do this

You keep repeating the words in your head on a loop, but it’s not working. You’ve read the same sentence four times now and you were starting to see double.

Grad school was kicking your ass and you’ve never been more stressed in your life. The assignments were piling up, no matter how hard you tried to organize your time. You were giving this your all and still, you were falling behind.

Feeling frustrated, you close your eyes and sit back in your chair while pressing your palms against the edge of the desk.

Coffee? Maybe coffee will help?

But, the last time you did that you couldnt sleep at all and it did more harm than good. You had to find something, some little push to help you get this paper done tonight.

Rubbing the back of your neck, you glance at the clock, it’s now 11:35 pm, the last time you looked it was 9.

“Fuck,” you exhale dramaticly and tap your fingers on the desk.

You would be grey after this. Your hair would turn grey from stress. You could feel it.

After a moment you look at your phone and contemplate turning it on. Maybe a small distraction wasn't a bad thing? Maybe you could just look and cut yourself off in five minutes.

As you reach for the phone you hear your front door open. Standing you enter the hall and see Charles come in, holding a container in his left hand.

“Baby I’m working on a paper,” you walk up to him and rub your forehead, “I’m not even 50% done yet.”

“I know,” his gruff voice feels comforting. You said you wanted to be alone, but you feel relieved having him here, “follow me.”

You follow Charles into the kitchen and smile. He looked cute in his leather jacket and vintage t-shirt. You lean against the counter and watch him unpack the bag.

“You didn’t eat, did you?” He asks.

You nod your head no.

Charles chuckles warmly. “ I don’t need you dying of hunger. You need food. How else are you going to finish grad school?”

“You make a good point,” smiling, you turn around and rest your elbow on the counter, eyes locked on his.

“Everything was closed, I’m no chef. It’s properly awful but it's what I could cook up.”

You peak into the container when he opens it and hold back a laugh, whatever it was looked awful, maybe even inedible.

Charles shakes his head and smirks, “ I know.”

“But baby you tried and you know what,” you stand tall and cup his face with your hands, “ it's sweet.”

“Yeah yeah.” He mumbles.

You plant a kiss on his lips then look down at the food again, “ wish me luck,” you dip your finger in and bring some to your lips. When you taste it, you can't hide your winch and Charles curses under his breath.

“That bad?”

“Yeah, look, there's this 24 hour spot. Let’s go there. It’s close. Then, in 1 hour and 30 minutes, you make sure I go right back into the room and get to work on this fucking paper. I’ll finsih it, then I want mega cuddles.”

Charles pulls you close and wraps his arms around you. Relaxing, you rest your forehead against his chest.

“You got it.” His tone is soft, his body warm. Charles kisses the top of your head, you hold him tighter.

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Black Sails Fanfic Masterlist

Charles Vane

An Ill-Advised Wager - Vane x f!Reader - Explicit, Reader loses a bet to her captain and has promised to spend a night in his bed.

Guard Duty - Vane x f!Reader - Explicit, Reader is a member of Flint’s crew, keeping an eye on a tied-up Vane, who is trying pretty much anything to get her to help him escape. 

A Favor - Vane x OFC - Explicit, a member of his crew asks Vane to take her virginity.

Stealing Kisses - Vane x f!Reader - T, cute kiss drabble

The Heart of Admiration - Vane x f!Reader (OFC from part four onward) - T, slow burn, pirate!Reader

     Part One: Vane falls for a rival crew’s quartermaster      Part Two: He’s got her on his ship, but will she truly be his?      Part Three: The future is negotiated      Part Four: acceptance on the Ranger comes with a little blood      Part Five: pursuing a new lead comes with unexpected complications      Part Six: how they spent that fateful night in that tiny room      Part Seven: a few unwise words almost ruin everything      Part Eight: an argument gets us closer to the truth      Part Nine: pragmatism wrestles with passion      Part Ten: maybe this could actually work      Part Eleven: all questions answered

Charles. Darling. - Vane x f!Reader - T, fake marriage flirtation, this is the original drabble that I developed into part five of Hope’s story.

For Luck - Vane x OFC - T, a lingering kiss before a long trip apart. An old experiment with the Heart of Admiration character, but the main story did not go this way.

Billy Bones

Say My Name - Billy x Reader (gender unspecified) - Explicit, sometimes you just need a reason for Billy to punish you.

Those Arms - Billy x f!Reader - T, a little spicy manhandling/rough play

[navigatrixnarrations]

A Bad Dream

Just a little drabble with our disaster pirates based on some angst prompts that @whenimaunicorn sent me. (Don’t you worry, I’m about to start one wherein I focus the torment on Vane, because he’s very satisfying to poke right in the feels.)

Warnings: none

Vane is sitting on the beach, sleepless yet again, when he hears Hope cry out. It’s a raw sound, frightened and angry, and it makes the pit of his stomach clench with dread. He races to her tent, heart pounding, cutlass in hand, where he finds her fast asleep, fists clenched, fighting something only she can see. He shakes her by the shoulders but she can’t wake. Deep in her nightmare, she head-butts him in the mouth and he tastes blood. Oh, so it's like that, is it.

He grabs Hope around the body, pinning her arms to her sides, and murmurs in her ear “Hope, sweetheart, wake up. Wake up, love. Wake up so you can sleep again.”

Vane’s rasping voice filters through the horrors in her head and Hope jolts awake, wild-eyed and disoriented. Her eyes slowly focus on his bleeding lip. “Did I do that?”


“You were having a bad dream.”


She looks down. “I'm sorry. It doesn’t happen often, and never at sea.” She starts to turn away, but he puts a hand on her shoulder, stopping her. His grip is loose enough that she could easily break away, but that hand lets her know he’s here. He’s here with her. She’s not sure why he’s here with her.

“Hope.” She continues to avoid his face, mortified that he had seen her vulnerable, horrified that she had hurt him by accident.
 With a gentleness she once would have thought impossible from a man as dangerous as Charles Vane, he moves his hand from her shoulder to curl the fingertips beneath her jaw, tilting her head up so she’s staring directly into his eyes. She’s relieved to see not even a trace of pity or derision in those blue depths. Instead, she sees concern, and a surprising empathy. “Never apologize for surviving. Not to me, not to anyone.”

“I’m apologizing for bloodying your lip.”


Vane never speaks to anyone of what happened to him as a child, when he was the youngest and smallest of the slaves and thus bore the brunt of their rage and the taskmaster’s aggression alike. But he needs Hope to know that he understands the way the past sometimes invades the present. Understands far too well. His voice growls urgently into her ear. "What they did to us wasn't our fault. We lived through it. We're our own. We're pirates, and we're free."

Hope takes a deep breath, and then another. "Thank you for waking me," she finally says. "It was a foul dream."

Vane is still gazing at her with that unusual tenderness, arm around her waist. "I'm no stranger to those," he says, his voice barely louder than a whisper, a confession that will never go beyond the thin cloth walls of this tiny tent, that he would never make by light of day. Nor, Hope realizes, will he ever mention what just transpired unless she brings it up first. "Do you think you can get back to sleep?"

"I think I’m awake for the remainder." Why is she reluctant for him to leave? He’s still close enough that she can breathe him in, tobacco and wood smoke and sea water and something heady that is unique to him. Though it vexes her to admit it, even to herself, she finds the man’s presence oddly comforting.

He must have sensed her reluctance. “Sometimes when I can’t sleep, I walk east to that inlet where the fishing boats come in. Watch the sun rise. Have you been over there?”

Hope shakes her head, not trusting her voice. The little terms of endearment Vane used when waking her echo in her head. She tells herself that they were meaningless, probably merely meant to soothe her. There is no logical reason why they should resonate like this. Sweetheart. Love.

He gets to his feet. “When they come in with their catch, there are stands that will fry it up for you right there on the spot. I’ll show you.”

She opens her mouth to tell him that he should get some sleep, that she’s put him through enough trouble tonight, but the words come out as “I’d like that.”

Vane waits outside the tent while Hope pulls on her boots and coat, equips herself with her various knives and pistols, and runs a comb through her hair. She exits to find Vane has slung his battered leather coat over one shoulder, but hasn’t bothered to put on a shirt. She recently asked Jack Rackham if Vane had some kind of moral enmity toward shirts, and Jack, damn him, had simply arched a brow and replied “I shouldn’t think that moral is at all the right word for it” then refused to elaborate further.

She falls in step beside Vane; as ever, he is not inclined to talk much, but here and there along the route he shows her points of interest. By the time they arrive, the sky is lightening in the east, and so is her mood.

[imperialpirates]

who do I write for?

So, pretty much the Shelby boys and their gangster friends, Johnny Depp, Captain Jack Sparrow and Long John Silver from the TV show Black Sails (those of you who are not familiar with it, I highly suggest watching it; it is basically a prequel to the book Treasure Island by Robert Louis Stevenson; it is available to watch on Amazon Prime, YouTube and Google Play Movies).

PEAKY BLINDERS

Arthur Shelby

Tommy Shelby

Alfie Solomons

Luca Changretta

PIRATES OF THE CARIBBEAN

Captain Jack Sparrow

BLACK SAILS

Captain James Flint

Captain Charles Vane

Long John Silver

William ‘Billy’ Bones

Jack Rackham

Lord Thomas Hamilton

James Flint x Thomas Hamilton

LEGEND

Reggie Kray

Ronnie Kray

ACTORS

Johnny Depp

Luke Arnold (Long John Silver)

Cillian Murphy

Paul Anderson (Arthur Shelby)

Rupert Penry-Jones (Thomas Hamilton)

Toby Stephens (James Flint)

Toby Schmitz (Jack Rackham)

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[harper-emory-writes]

wip wenesday

because i cant quite hold my excitment for this drabble / story thing which i have developing .... click the keep reading because potential kidnapping that is mentioned 

The person who tied the ropes were tight, as Morgan struggled in them, her ropes tied tightly as a cotton rag was shoved in her mouth earlier to quieten her down. Her breasts were still cladded in their fabric as her creamy coloured shirt was ripped on the sleeves where slightly bloodstained from her cuts and scratches on her forearms. Her body kept wriggling in the rope, the large pole that she was attached to making it hard for her to move, she could quickly try to move around as her hands were behind her back. Her ginger hair was splayed over her back, her brown eyes glowering at the entrance of her cell, which was not a cell in reality but made her feel like a cell. She was bound to a post. The guard assigned to watch her had fallen asleep as she watched her settings around her the creaking of the ship as it swayed from waves. Her stomach was unsettled from the constant movement of the ship, her body wiggling as she moved her right arm out from underneath her back. It provided a little bit of much-needed release as the thud of boots came from above deck. The door creaked as it was open to reveal the devil in all his glory, Charles vane. Morgan had only heard of story’s of him from whenever the crew where lugging off supplies or needing to get more rum and a girl to sleep with, his brown hair had a couple of braids in place as his eyes watched her a smirk coming to his face as he crouched down to her level. “Now what do we have here?”

Morgan kept thrashing as the man who had just come through the door and was now smirking at her. She wished that her body was free so she could slap the smirk off his face. Her mouth still held in place by the gag as she made muffled screams no doubt the others could not hear her as she was glowering at the man who held her hostage. His face was watching her a frown etched into his eyebrows as he waited for the next thing to speak, there was no doubt something clocking in his mind as she kept a watchful eye on him. 

[that-was-not-supposed-to-happen]

Writing Game Masterlist

snowed in / cuddling for warmth

Iron Bull Drabble

fake dating / fake marriage 

Caius Volturi Drabble

supernatural beings of any kind

Vampire!Ivar (Aesthetic)

getting kidnapped and falling in love

villain turned good / weird villain uncle 

pirate AU

Stormy Sea (Bobo Del Rey x Reader)

enemies to lovers

Thieves of Nassau (Charles Vane x Reader)

bed sharing

Steve Rogers Drabble

Mad Sweeney Drabble

locked in a room / closet / anything available really

Lucifer Morningstar Drabble

readers choice (quote or trope of your choice)

Note: I’ll probably be doing those till the end of the week to finish everything, so if you want to request some more I’ll be down for it. Keep 'em coming

original post here 

[banditthewriter]

Oh my goodness Bandit! Can I get number fluffy 67 with Charles Vane?? Cause I think that will be delightful

Thank you dear! 67. “I love you. You enormously stubborn pain in the ass.” and all the fluff for Charles Vane because he deserves it! 

*gif not mine*

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“We need to wait for more information. If we go in guns blazing without being sure what we’re getting into, we’ll just be sitting ducks.”

Charles looked over at you and then back at the map that Jack had sketched.

“If I don’t go in now, I might lose my window of opportunity.”

“But if we do in now, we’ll lose men and possibly our lives.”

He heaved a sigh and shifted his stance. It took you a moment to realize that he was preparing for a fight before he looked up at you.

“There’s no we. I’m going alone.”

“The hell you are,” you said calmly, as if the two of you were discussing the price of apples. “We do this together or not at all. That was the agreement.”

“I’ve changed the terms of our agreement. I do this alone, you stay safe in Nassau.”

You turned to Charles and crossed your arms over your chest. While he was still standing tense and prepared for a fight, you were completely at ease. 

“We’re doing this together Charles. Do you want to know why?” At his curious look, you smiled even wider. “I love you. You enormously stubborn pain in the ass. I love you and because of that, I’m going to be with you when this happens. Nothing you say will change my mind.”

You could have knocked the dangerous pirate captain over with a feather. He looked stunned. After a moment it seemed your words fully caught up with him. His shoulders sagged a bit. Then he turned to look back down at the map.

“You and Anne can be in the second boat. Bring a pistol as well as your blade. And if I say to turn back–”

“I will turn back, as long as you are at my side.”

Charles huffed out a sigh, but you knew that it wasn’t out of anger or frustration. You were proved right as he reached out to brush his fingers against your cheek. It was such a soft touch full of all the things he wasn’t able to say.

“At your side,” he promised instead.

[servena-writes-fic]

Prompt: Calm before the Storm (Promptlist) Fandom: Black Sails Characters: Charles Vane, Eleanor Guthrie Words: 362 A/N: This is mostly me poking at canon (or pre-canon, in this case). So here you have my take on the first meeting of Vane and Eleanor. (Also I know his ship is probably too far away from the beach to make out all the details but I've decided not to care.)

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The first time he sees her, the sea is calm and the sails hang limp from their yards. The sun is beating down onto the deck from a cloudless blue sky.

The shrill whistle of a man turns his eyes to the beach, where he catches sight of a female form between the tents. He sees her long blonde hair and swishing skirt and takes her for a whore - but only for a moment. No whore would be dressed like that if she was looking to entice customers, even less in this heat. Besides, he knows almost every whore on this island, or at least all worth knowing.

The girl must be lost. She looks young, long hair in a loose braid, in sensible, proper clothing. Aimlessly she’s making her way between the tents, stepping over tent strings and driftwood, seemingly unaware of the attention her presence attracts.

His own gaze is as transfixed as any other. It’s Like a lamb walking freely into a lion’s den. He leans forward over the bulwark, one hand clenched around the rope of a shroud.

A loud jeer rings out over the water, and he hears laughing. Somebody’s yelling something, no doubt with a sexual connotation. She doesn’t even turn around.

Head held high, she keeps on walking, until she’s reached the water`s edge. There, she slips out of her shoes and dips a foot into an oncoming wave. It’s like she’s alone on that beach, like the rest of the world isn’t even there.

He can’t help but smile.

Then she looks up and catches his gaze like she’s known it was there all along. Her eyes are a bright blue and the sun makes the loose strands of her hair escaping the braid shine like spun gold.

He gives her a mock salute and she only lifts her chin higher, holding his gaze. Then she turns around to make her way back up the beach.

He keeps watch right until a black man meets here halfway up the street, clearly upset with her escape. Then he turns back towards his duties.

He doubts he’s seen the last of her.

He wishes he hasn’t.

[isolaradiale]

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Noboru Kodo (Future Card Buddyfight, CONDO 435)

Rutger (Gigantic, APARTMENT 353)

Brodia/Alexiel (Granblue Fantasy, HOUSE 147)

Vane (Granblue Fantasy, APARTMENT 369)

Dice Arisugawa (Hypnosis Mic, APARTMENT 334)

Oboromaru (Live A Live, HOUSE 153) *DASH ONLY

Scott Calvin/Santa Claus (The Santa Clause, HOUSE 136)

Snow White (SINoALICE, HOUSE 146)

Shiva (Totsukuni no Shoujo, CONDO 403)

Ookurikara (Touken Ranbu, CONDO 448)

Mythra (Xenoblade Chronicles, HOUSE 132)

.FLOW

Sabitsuki (CONDO 460)

ADVENTURE TIME

Lemongrab (APARTMENT 316)

Marshall Lee (HOUSE 111)

THE ADVENTURE ZONE

Lup Taaco (CONDO 454)

ANNE WITH AN E

Anne Shirley-Cuthbert (HOUSE 164)

AVA'S DEMON

Ava Ire (HOUSE 116)

Odin Arrow (HOUSE 173)

AVATAR

Katara (HOUSE 105)

BANANA FISH

Eiji Okumura (TOWNHOUSE 265)

BIOSHOCK

Elizabeth (CONDO 459)

BLAZBLUE

Es (TOWNHOUSE 247) *BROKEN URL

Hazama (CONDO 475)

Jin Kisaragi (HOUSE 125)

Litchi Faye-Ling (TOWNHOUSE 275)

Makoto Nanaya (CONDO 471)

Nu-13 (APARTMENT 339)

BLEACH

Senna (TOWNHOUSE 208)

Ulquiorra Cifer (CONDO 409)

BLUE EXORCIST (AO NO EXORCIST)

Izumo Kamiki (APARTMENT 304)

BUNGOU STRAY DOGS

Akutagawa Ryunosuke (HOUSE 110)

Dazai Osamu (HOUSE 104)

CALIGULA EFFECT

Eiji Biwasaka (APARTMENT 324)*BROKEN URL

CARDFIGHT!! VANGUARD

Cath Palug (TOWNHOUSE 275)

CATHERINE

Katherine McBride (TOWNHOUSE 238)

CLOSERS

Soma (CONDO 455)

CRITICAL ROLE

Keyleth (TOWNHOUSE 226)

D. GRAY MAN

Lavi (TOWNHOUSE 265)

DANGANRONPA

Kanon Nakajima (HOUSE 138)

Komaeda Nagito (HOUSE 115)

Kiibo (TOWNHOUSE 225)

Tsumugi Shirogane (TOWNHOUSE 264)

DC COMICS

Damian Wayne (Robin) (HOUSE 107)

Jason Todd (Red Hood) (CONDO 472)

Klarion Bleak (HOUSE 135)

Mera (CONDO 402)

Zatanna Zatara (HOUSE 133)

DEAD OR ALIVE

Marie Rose (CONDO 419)

DESTINY

Cayde-6 (APARTMENT 355)

DEVIL MAY CRY

Nero (APARTMENT 351)

DEVIL SURVIVOR

Yamato Hotsuin (CONDO 431)

DEVILS LINE

Johannes Kleeman (CONDO 469)

DIABOLIK LOVERS

Azusa Mukami (HOUSE 105)

DIGIMON

Dukemon (OUTSIDE)*DASH ONLY

DISNEY

Helen Parr (Elastigirl/Mrs. Incredible) (HOUSE 158)

Wreck-It Ralph (APARTMENT 346)

DRAGON AGE

Cole (CONDO 412)

DRAKENGARD

One (APARTMENT 328)

Urick (HOUSE 145)

DUNGEON & FIGHTER

Male Mage (Dimension Walker) (HOUSE 118)

DURARARA!!

Izaya Orihara (CONDO 401)

ECHO

En (APARTMENT 330)

ELSWORD

Ainchase Ishmael (Richter) (CONDO 446)

ENSEMBLE STARS

Chiaki Morisawa (CONDO 417)

ERGO PROXY

Vincent Law / Ergo Proxy (APARTMENT 341)

THE EVIL WITHIN

Stefano Valentini (HOUSE 127)

FATE

Assassin (Charles Henri Sanson) (HOUSE 170)

Assassin (Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde) (TOWNHOUSE 262)

Berserker (Florence Nightingale) (APARTMENT 312)

Berserker (Sakata Kintoki) (CONDO 437)

Caster (William Shakespeare) (APARTMENT 354)

Foreigner (Katsushika Hokusai) (HOUSE 151)

Lancer (Diarmuid Ua Duibhne) (CONDO 445)

Rider (Quetzalcoatl) (CONDO 408)

Rider of Red (Achilles) (TOWNHOUSE 207)

Saber (Richard I) (Richard I's House (Archimedes))

FINAL FANTASY

Balthier (TOWNHOUSE 240)

Cloud Strife (CONDO 422)

Fordola rem Lupis (HOUSE 139)

Genesis Rhapsodos (CONDO 439)

Lunafreya Nox Fleuret (TOWNHOUSE 248)

Warrior of Light (Arishan Ruruwai) (HOUSE 126)

Warrior of Light (Kerasos Kahkol) (CONDO 424)

Zack Fair (HOUSE 171)

Zephirin (APARTMENT 333)

FIRE EMBLEM

Nina (APARTMENT 350)

Pieri (APARTMENT 338)

FIVE NIGHTS AT FREDDY'S

Mike Schmidt (CONDO 441)

William Afton (Scraptrap) (OUTSIDE)

FOOD FANTASY

Coffee (HOUSE 144)

FREE!

Rin Matsuoka (TOWNHOUSE 225)

FULLMETAL ALCHEMIST

Alphonse Elric (CONDO 415)

Riza Hawkeye (CONDO 435)

FUTURE CARD BUDDYFIGHT

Gao Mikado (HOUSE 119)

Kakeru Futaboshi (HOUSE 175)

Kanata Ozora (CONDO 433)

Noboru Kodo (CONDO 435) *BROKEN URL

Ranma Kakogawa (CONDO 470)

Red Riding Hood Emma (HOUSE 153)

GIGANTIC

Rutger (APARTMENT 353) *BROKEN URL

GOBLIN SLAYER

Goblin Slayer (Ted) (CONDO 428)

GOD EATER

Soma Schicksal (HOUSE 125)

GOD HAND

Gene (CONDO 447)

GRANBLUE FANTASY

Arthur (TOWNHOUSE 231)

Brodia/Alexiel (HOUSE 147) *BROKEN URL

Mordred (TOWNHOUSE 231)

Narmaya (TOWNHOUSE 253)

Threo (TOWNHOUSE 220)

Vane (APARTMENT 369) *BROKEN URL

GRIEFER BELT

Lars Van Allen (Miriam's House (Fibonacci))

GUNDAM

Lockon Stratos/Neil Dylandy (HOUSE 121)

GUNNERKRIGG COURT

Antimony Carver (CONDO 428)

HALLOWEEN

Michael Myers (HOUSE 138) *DROPPED

A HAT IN TIME

The Conductor (APARTMENT 342)

HELLSING

Seras Victoria (Seras's House (Cotes))

HOMESTUCK

Chahut Maenad (TOWNHOUSE 267)

Diamonds Droog (HOUSE 112)

Equius Zahhak (CONDO 401)

Hearts Boxcars (HOUSE 109)

Marsti Houtek (HOUSE 172)

Marvus Xoloto (HOUSE 159)

Roxy Lalonde (CONDO 404)

Stelsa Sezyat (HOUSE 135)

Tavros Nitram (APARTMENT 301)

Terezi Pyrope (APARTMENT 318)

Tyzias Entykk (TOWNHOUSE 263)

HORIZON ZERO DAWN

Aloy (HOUSE 106)

HOUSEKI NO KUNI

Bortz (CONDO 436)

HUNTER X HUNTER

Gon Freecss (APARTMENT 351)

HYPER LIGHT DRIFTER

Drifter (APARTMENT 329)

HYPNOSIS MIC

Dice Arisugawa (APARTMENT 334) *BROKEN URL

Samatoki Aohitsugi (HOUSE 159)

IDOLISH7

Ryuunosuke Tsunashi (CONDO 407)

Ten Kujou (CONDO 423)

INUYASHA

Sesshomaru (HOUSE 152)

INVISIBLE INC.

Matei "Draco" Cernat (TOWNHOUSE 240)

JIBAKU SHOUNEN HANAKO-KUN

Nene Yashiro (HOUSE 156)

JOJO'S BIZARRE ADVENTURE

Bruno Bucciarati (TOWNHOUSE 220)

Joseph Joestar (HOUSE 149)

Jotaro Kujo (HOUSE 129)

Leone Abbacchio (HOUSE 172)

K PROJECT

Mikoto Suoh (APARTMENT 338)

Totsuka Tatara (APARTMENT 360)

KAGEROU PROJECT

Konoha (CONDO 426)

Kuroha (CONDO 416)

Tsubomi Kido (CONDO 461)

KAMEN RIDER

Kadoya Tsukasa (TOWNHOUSE 243)

KATEKYO HITMAN REBORN

Chrome Dokuro (APARTMENT 311)

Fran (APARTMENT 327)

Hibari Kyoya (TOWNHOUSE 240)

Squalo Superbi (CONDO 444)

KEN GA KIMI

Kayo (APARTMENT 319)

KILL LA KILL

Mako Mankanshoku (TOWNHOUSE 221)

KINGDOM HEARTS

Demyx (CONDO 432)

Even (Vexen) (TOWNHOUSE 257)

Ventus (APARTMENT 344)

KIZNAIVER

Hajime Tenga (CONDO 402)

LAMENTO BEYOND THE VOID

Shui (HOUSE 104)

LEAGUE OF LEGENDS

Neeko (CONDO 460)

Rakan (HOUSE 128)

LEGEND OF ZELDA

Zelda (Breath of the Wild) (CONDO 456)

LIVE A LIVE

Oboromaru (HOUSE 153) *DASH ONLY

MABINOGI

Elatha (Aichi's House (Cotes))

MAGI LABYRINTH OF MAGIC

Ja'far (APARTMENT 361)

MARVEL

Jessica Jones (TOWNHOUSE 264)

Loki Laufeyson (Ikol) (Earth-616) (APARTMENT 312)

Thor Odinson (APARTMENT 301)

MEDAKA BOX

Kurokami Medaka (APARTMENT 330)

MEGAMAN

Roll (TOWNHOUSE 230)

MONOGATARI

Hitagi Senjougahara (HOUSE 107)

Kiss-Shot (APARTMENT 318)

Suruga Kanbaru (TOWNHOUSE 212)

MONSTER HIGH

Draculaura (HOUSE 165)

MOTHER SERIES

Claus (HOUSE 172)

MY HERO ACADEMIA (BOKU NO HERO ACADEMIA)

Hizashi Yamada (Present Mic) (CONDO 426)

Kaminari Denki (CONDO 464)

Kyouka Jirou (Headphone Jack) (CONDO 445)

Midoriya Izuku (APARTMENT 350)

Tamaki Amajiki (HOUSE 113)

Toshinori Yagi (All Might) (APARTMENT 302)

MYSTERY SKULLS

Arthur (TOWNHOUSE 246)

MYSTIC MESSENGER

Yoosung Kim (APARTMENT 362)

NARUTO

Neji Hyuga (HOUSE 101)

Sasori (TOWNHOUSE 217)

NIER

9S (HOUSE 138)

A2 (APARTMENT 337)

No. 4 (APARTMENT 317)

NIGHT IN THE WOODS

Casey Hartley (APARTMENT 360)

OBSOLETE DREAM

Kurotsuno (HOUSE 117)

OCTOPATH TRAVELER

Therion (CONDO 409)

OFF

Sugar (CONDO 432)

ONE PIECE

Portgas D. Ace (HOUSE 130)

Sanji (HOUSE 149)

ONMYOJI

Hiromasa (HOUSE 140)

Kamikui (TOWNHOUSE 260)

ORIGINAL CHARACTERS

Cliona Finn (CONDO 446)

Deborah Yoon Chestnut (APARTMENT 353)

Eli McKendal (APARTMENT 330)

Ellis Morgan (CONDO 468)

Fin (HOUSE 105)

Hadwyn Murolo (CONDO 440)

Hawthorne Althaea Rolohden (CONDO 431)

Liu Canglong (HOUSE 159)

Mira Lumren (CONDO 440)

Nemi Ollin (HOUSE 171)

Oni (Ibaraki Doji) (HOUSE 152)

Pembroke (APARTMENT 337)

Rose Castavet (HOUSE 117)

Shade (TOWNHOUSE 244)

Zack Ledger (HOUSE 161)

OVERWATCH

Brigitte Lindholm (HOUSE 145)

Fareeha Amari (Pharah) (APARTMENT 356)

Hanzo Shimada (CONDO 459)

Jamison Fawkes (Junkrat) (APARTMENT 328)

Lucio Correia dos Santos (Lucio) (APARTMENT 356)

OXENFREE

Alex (APARTMENT 345)

PANDORA HEARTS

Reim Lunettes (HOUSE 166)

PERSONA

Fuuka Yamagishi ("Meme House" (Golden))

Marie (HOUSE 130)

Rise Kujikawa (HOUSE 152)

Tae Takemi (CONDO 435)

Yukari Takeba (HOUSE 120)

RE ZERO

Felix Argyle (CONDO 459)

RISE OF THE GUARDIANS

Nicholas St. North (CONDO 446)

RUINER

Puppy (CONDO 448)

RWBY

Hazel Rainart (CONDO 455)

Sun Wukong (HOUSE 114)

Tyrian Callows (HOUSE 162)

SAINTS ROW

Killbane (APARTMENT 334)

SAIYUKI

Sha Gojyo (APARTMENT 334)

THE SANTA CLAUSE

Scott Calvin/Santa Claus (HOUSE 136) *BROKEN URL

SCARY GODMOTHER

Hannah Marie (HOUSE 102)

SCP FOUNDATION

SCP-2337/Doctor Spanko (CONDO 429)

SENNEN MEIKYUU NO NANA OUJI

Zan Audupon (APARTMENT 322)

SHE-RA AND THE PRINCESSES OF POWER

Adora (She-Ra) (APARTMENT 346)

Catra (APARTMENT 359)

Princess Glimmer (TOWNHOUSE 241)

SHOUJO KAGEKI REVUE STARLIGHT

Nana Daiba (CONDO 405)

Tendou Maya (CONDO 428)

SINOALICE

Snow White (HOUSE 146) *BROKEN URL

SOLO LEVELING

Sung Jin Woo (CONDO 450)

SOMA

Simon Jarret (TOWNHOUSE 253)

SPLATOON

Agent 8 (HOUSE 123)

Pearl (APARTMENT 334)

STAR OCEAN

Albel Nox (HOUSE 134)

Noel Chandler (HOUSE 120)

Rena Lanford (CONDO 443)

STAR VS. THE FORCES OF EVIL

Eclipsa (APARTMENT 373)

Marco Diaz (TOWNHOUSE 251)

Tom (HOUSE 111)

STEVEN UNIVERSE

Pink Diamond (HOUSE 174)

SUPER MARIO

Princess Peach (APARTMENT 348)

TALES OF

Lloyd Irving (HOUSE 146)

Ludger Will Kresnik (APARTMENT 333)

Luke fon Fabre (HOUSE 157)

Marta Lualdi (Apartment 321)

Natalia Luzu Kimlasca Lanvaldear (TOWNHOUSE 230)

Zelos Wilder (TOWNHOUSE 204)

TEZUKA'S STAR SYSTEM

Hammond Egg (TOWNHOUSE 239)

THOMAS AND FRIENDS

Percy (APARTMENT 340)

TO ARU MAJUTSU NO INDEX

Accelerator (TOWNHOUSE 223)

TOKYO GHOUL

Haise Sasaki (TOWNHOUSE 256)

Uta (CONDO 441)

TOKYO MEW MEW

Minto Aizawa (APARTMENT 322)

TOTALLY SPIES

Clover (APARTMENT 310)

TOTSUKUNI NO SHOUJO

Shiva (CONDO 403) *BROKEN URL

TOUHOU

Remilia Scarlet (TOWNHOUSE 211)

Seiga Kaku (APARTMENT 352)

Youmu Konpaku (TOWNHOUSE 206)

TOUKEN RANBU

Mikazuki Munechika (TOWNHOUSE 235)

Ookurikara (CONDO 448) *BROKEN URL

TSURUNE

Masaki Takigawa (HOUSE 174)

UMINEKO NO NAKU KORO NI

Lambdadelta (CONDO 441)

Willard H. Wright (APARTMENT 307)

UNDERTALE

Papyrus (APARTMENT 319)

Sans Undertale (TOWNHOUSE 209)

UTA NO PRINCE SAMA

Mikaze Ai (HOUSE 117)

VOCALOID

Rin Kagamine (TOWNHOUSE 235)

VOLTRON

Lance (TOWNHOUSE 234)

WAKFU

Percedal & Rubilax (APARTMENT 324)

THE WALKING DEAD

Louis (CONDO 432)

WICKED WOLVES

Ruka (APARTMENT 323)

WOLF'S RAIN

Kiba (HOUSE 164)

THE WORLD ENDS WITH YOU

Coco Atarashi (TOWNHOUSE 216)

Joshua Kiryu (HOUSE 123)

Sanae Hanekoma (TOWNHOUSE 255)

WORLD TRIGGER

Murakami Kou (APARTMENT 348)

XENOBLADE CHRONICLES

Cross (APARTMENT 322)

Mythra (HOUSE 132) *BROKEN URL

YAKUZA

Makoto Makimura (HOUSE 130)

ZAREGOTO

Tomo Kunagisa (APARTMENT 301)

ZERO ESCAPE

Light Field (Snake) (HOUSE 115)

ZOMBIELAND SAGA

Junko Konno (HOUSE 125)

Saki Nikaido (APARTMENT 318)

[queerwalrus]

Courtesy of my van trip home from tonight’s game, here is a tiny Drabble ft college basketball cliches 😘

Number 15 makes a three from a good two feet behind the line, and the student section erupts into cheers and stamping vigorous enough that James Flint worries for the structural integrity of the bleachers.

“How about now?”

“The fuck are you doing, you’ve got defense to play.”

John Silver, number fifteen, nicknamed “Long” for his range, puts his hands on his hips in a way that accentuates his ridiculous biceps and clicks his tongue.

“We’re up forty and there’s five minutes to go in the second.” says Silver. “So will you kiss me or not?”

“Play the fucking game, Silver.”

“SILVER!” roars Coach Hands, from the Nassau U bench. “STOP FLIRTING WITH THE CHEERLEADER LIKE A CLICHE AND PLAY SOME FUCKING DEFENSE!”

Silver rolls his eyes, raises his hands like ‘what can you do’, spins on the ball of his foot, steals the ball on a skip pass, and takes it down the other end for an easy layup.

Then he cups his hands around his mouth.

“How about now, Flint?” he calls, and James goes beet red.

“Score me 40 and I’ll think about it.” he calls back, to the whoops and catcalls of the crowd.

***

James Flint is a very good cheerleader. He’s an even better Cheer Captain. It’s something he’s done for a very long time now, and he really does love doing it.

The fact that it is a satisfying fuck you to the general concept of homophobia is just a plus.

This, however, does not make him a cliche.

No, he doesn’t have the whole Bring It On Musical soundtrack on his phone.

Okay, maybe he does. Shut up.

He also doesn’t have the hots for the superstar player. That would be tacky. He doesn’t like John Silver, or his frankly obscene shooting range, or his cocky attitude, or his dark curls, or his sea-blue eyes, always dancing with mischief.

Okay, maybe he does. Shut up.

It doesn’t mean he’s going to make it easy for Silver.

***

John Silver has been playing basketball for far less time than most people in his position (starting point guard for a ranked Div I program) but that doesn’t mean he loves it any less. In fact, he probably loves it more.

It took him hours daily of work on shooting machines and dribbling on uneven concrete to get to where he is, and now he’s made it, he wants to enjoy the perks. After all, these are all the perks he’s going to get - he’s already seen as abnormally short, he’s never going to play in the NBA.

Those perks - well, none of them score higher than the opportunity to talk to James Flint, the Cheer Captain. James Flint, with his dumb perfect eyes and his dumb perfect long red hair and his dumb perfect biceps and his dumb perfect freckles. There’s nothing John wants more than to kiss him, to hold his hand, to make him smile that dumb perfect lopsided smile.

Listen, the cheerleader and the team captain isn’t a cliche, it’s a fairytale. And it’s a fairytale John fully intends to play out.

***

“The Nassau fans seemed exceptionally excited after your 40th point,” says the reporter, “and you turned around and pointed to your cheerleaders - was there any reason behind that?”

“Long” John Silver, number fifteen, the point guard who led Nassau U’s Pirates to the Sweet Sixteen for the first time in the 15 years since Henry Avery, grins.

“I have something very special waiting for me now I’ve scored 40 in a game.” he says.

“What, exactly?” prompts the reporter. “Is one of those lovely ladies going to be your girlfriend now?”

“Not quite. That’s a rather heteronorm-” starts John, and then something catches his eye. “Hold that thought.”

He turns, and runs across the crowded floor until he can climb on to the score table, cameras panning to follow him.

“JAMES FLINT, WHERE DO YOU THINK YOU’RE GOING?” he yells.

The stadium falls mostly silent.

“45, Flint, 45 points in a game. I believe that fulfills the requirement.”

“I suppose it does.” says the male cheerleader who must be James Flint. The crossed-sabres temporary tattoo on his cheek is smudged and he’s retied his long flame-red hair into a messy bun.

“So?” demands Silver.

Flint pushes his way through the crowd until he’s standing at center court in front of Silver, and then spreads his hands.

“Hit me with your best shot.” he says. The stadium seems to take a collective breath in as Silver jumps off the table and step right in to Flint’s space.

That breath is released in a combination of ecstatic cheers from the Nassau fans and confused muttering from everybody else when Long John Silver fists his hands into Flint’s hair and hauls him down to kiss him.

“GET IT, SILVER!” yells Charles Vane, making the reporter interviewing him flinch at the volume.

The center court kiss makes ESPN as the top play of the week.

[artemiseamoon]

Completed request

This is my last planned prompt challenge. Who knows what the future will hold, or if I’ll ever come back. But for now, we are on the last pages of my tumblr chapter. 💜

Here, I’ll add all the completed works from this current series. There is still time, read that post here. If I don’t get to yours before I leave, I’ll post it on A03 and send you the link here.

Completed works

1. Let It Burn | Fennec Shand x F reader

2. A Lovers Moon | Ezra x GN reader 

3. Anything But The Truth  | Liam x F reader 

4. Danger in the Woods  | Halfdan The Black x F reader 

5. Spellbound | Aslaug x f reader (plus size)

6. When Dreams Come True | King Harald x f reader 

7. Unless We Say So | Ivar x Roman x f reader 

8. Not now, but later? | Charles Vane x f reader

9. Of All The Ways | Benny Miller x GN reader

10. Jack, Not Whiskey | Agent Whiskey x F reader 

11. A Little Tease | Frank Castle x F reader

12. Devotion | Billy Russo x f reader

13. Angel in the Dark | Ivar x ofc

14. Press Play | Black f reader x Dave York x Max Phillips

15. The Perfect Trip | Black f reader plus size x Benny Miller

16. Small Gestures | Charles Vane x f reader

17. Safe | Benny Miller x reader (reader gender unspecified) 

18. Sunset | Isabella Bautista x f reader 

19. Live a Little | Yennefer x f reader (Witcher)

20. Back to you | Halfdan the black x f reader

21. Her Hands | Fennec Shand x reader 

22. I’m still here | Oberyn x reader

23. Big Bad Viking | Halfdan the black x f reader

24. Full of Surprises | Hvitserk x f reader (ft brothers)

25. The Empress | Aslaug x f plus size reader

26. When there's nothing left | Modern Halfdan x f reader 

27. The Way Things Were |  Gunnhild x f reader 

28. It Started with you | King Harald x f curvy reader

29. Water Lilly | Ezra x f reader

30. Assorted Agent Whiskey Drabbles

*

Punisher ones can be found here (more)

[whenimaunicorn]

The Heart of Admiration

Black Sails Fic: Charles Vane x Reader

Drabble combining two requests: “Imagine the moment Charles Vane realizes he’s fallen for you” and “ Vane falls for a highly competent female pirate, maybe from a rival crew? Maybe some mutual pining before they get together?”

There it is. That way you bite your lip, when you pause to consider your next words. That plump little lip bounces free as you take a breath to answer Jack’s question, and Vane feels his body warm. That must be the reason he’s so drawn to you.

“But the manufactured items are harder to fence,” you’re telling Jack now, your fine brows knitting together adorably as you haggle with the Ranger’s quartermaster. “So despite what you’re saying about the division of the plunder, the value is not in fact equal, not in practice, because the factory stamps make them easier to trace. Especially the silverware. My contacts don’t pay well for that sort of trouble, those that would even take them at all.”

You’re smart, too. Captain Fisher was quite fortunate to have landed you as his quartermaster, Vane muses as he nurses his ale, running his thumb back and forth across the edge of his cup. It’s always a pleasure to listen to you negotiate. Perhaps you’re even the reason why Vane agreed to work with your crew on this job in the first place.

Not that his own quartermaster isn’t quick-witted, too. “Melt down the bloody silver then,” Jack snaps at your quibbling.

“Another expense,” you retort, “see what I mean?” You sit back, adjusting your coat. The brocade is quite fetching, and flatters you well as you lean arrogantly on one jaunty elbow. Just feminine enough to stir a man’s loins, but there’s nothing that looks weak about you. Vane knows that’s something that draws him to you, too. “We’ll take the tobacco, instead. Easy enough to ‘damage’ the customs stamps.”

Jack scowls. Vane has half a mind to lift you into his lap right here, though he knows you’d strike him directly across the face for it. And probably try to call off the whole deal, at that.

Not that you’re negotiating from a position of strength. “Why should we give you the more profitable portion of the take?” Vane asks, leaning forward and regarding you from under his brow. He sees your eyes widen for just a moment after they meet his. He’s not sure what the reaction means, but it’s something, and Vane thrills at having the power to shake you. “We were the ones that emptied our hold to haul it all back. A rushed job, that wasn’t without loss of value.”

You take a deep breath before answering him, your breasts swelling tight and high above your corset. God, his palms are just itching to cover them and then make you do that again. “That,” you arch one perfect brow, “is not my problem. You have the bigger ship, it made sense that you would carry the plunder back to Nassau, but we have just as many guns as you, and just as many fighters.”

“Is that a threat?” Vane growls. Not because he’s truly feeling belligerent, mostly just because he enjoys riling you up.

“Charles, please,” Jack interrupts with placating hands, before you can respond to the escalation with more than a dark flash of your eyes. “Two against one is hardly sporting, for a civilized negotiation such as the one we are having right here. Why don’t we just order another round, and wait for Captain Fisher to arrive.” One expressive eyebrow raised, he flashes a look at you. “Your captain is joining us, is he not?”

Vane barely suppresses a shark’s smile. Everyone here knows that your captain is currently otherwise engaged. Though, outmaneuvered little thing that you are, you do not know that Jack and Vane are already wise to the reason for your captain’s absence, and have already taken measures. All Vane is waiting for now is a signal from his men.

“Of course,” you say in a clipped tone. “I can’t imagine what the delay might be.” Your eyes flit from Jack to Vane and back again. “Shall I go fetch him?”

You start to rise and Vane’s hand shoots out, clamping your wrist into the table. “No need for that, love.” He holds on a little longer than is necessary, even as you sit back down. He finds that he is both aroused and ashamed at his ability to make you nervous. If he wants a woman, he wants to conquer her, but some small voice inside him is whispering that with you, this should not be the way. He lets your hand go. “We can negotiate without him.”

You fix him with a level look, gathering your confidence as your posture straightens before him again. You nod. "What I was saying was, regardless of the larger size of your ship and the logistical consequences on the cargo storage, we were equal partners in the take. I am simply making certain we are compensated as such. The Ranger would not have been able to subdue the merchant’s escort without us.” There’s that fire in your belly again. That, that’s what it really is, Vane muses as he watches your lips form hot words. The reason that he cannot stop thinking of you at night. “Which brings me to my next point: adjusting the shares based on my crew’s heavier losses.”

Jack’s brows knit together again. “Are you suggesting we should be creating something other than an equal split now, after the job is already done?” He looks to his captain for support.

Vane sits back, taking a long pull off his tankard of ale. None of this matters anyway, not if Jack’s hunch about Captain Fisher turns out to be right. And look, there’s his man now, giving him the high sign from the doorway of the tavern. Vane stands up abruptly, letting his body crowd your personal space. “Let’s take a walk, shall we? And then we’ll come back to the idea of what kind of shares your crew deserves.”

He looks down to see the blood draining from your face as you follow his eye to the ugly grin on his crewman’s face. He offers you his arm, and you have no choice but to take it.

“Don’t be afraid, dove,” he says as he marches you to the front door, though he regrets the condescension of the pet name instantly. You are much more than a shivering bird. “Jack and I are open to striking up new negotiations with you, personally. Your captain, however…” he trails off as the two of you step out into the street, Jack close behind. Several of the Ranger’s best men have your captain held between them, his bloodied head drooping in defeat.

“Caught ‘im and his crew sneaking onto the Ranger, Captain,” Vane’s man reports. “Just like you said.”

Captain Fisher coughs, a wet and ugly sound that suggest internal damage. Vane smirks at the justice of that, and turns to you.

You are scowling up at him, that delicious lip thrust out in a last defiant effort. “Couldn’t let you hold all the chips while we quibbled over how they’d be split up,” you explain. There is very little remorse in your voice. “The captain was only attempting to secure our fair share.”

Vane presses a hand to his heart, pretending to feel a wound. “You didn’t think you could trust me?” He had already told himself it didn’t hurt, hours ago when he had figured out what you crew was up to. Why should you behave any differently than anyone he had ever met? You were only protecting your own, as any good leader should. His grip on your arm tightens.

“We were, in point of fact, going to deal fairly with you,” Jack interposes. The anger is showing on his face as well. “But now…”

“Now you get the monster you were expecting,” Vane finishes for him, voice low, purring over the rage that always feels so good to indulge. He nods toward his men. “Kill everyone that was caught boarding our ship. Don’t make a scene, but don’t take too long with it. Then board the Starling and seize her. No one takes over Fisher’s crew. The men that are left will have to find work elsewhere.”

Vane sees real fear in your eyes now. You swallow it, and face him calmly. “Am I to die too?”

Your bravery. Your spirit. Perhaps that, that is what is at the heart of his admiration for you. Warmth tempers the high of Vane’s rage, the spiraling emotions conspiring into a rushing feeling he hopes will never end.

“I believe there is room to talk about that,” Jack says to you, stepping closer and making Vane realize you two have been locking eyes without speaking for a potentially awkward length of time. “Seeing as your attempt to distract us with a false negotiation here in this tavern did not, in fact, distract or mislead us at all, given that we were wise to the ploy all along, a case could be made that you have not, in fact, done us any ill that must be answered.”

You tear your eyes away from Vane’s to regard Jack with suspicion. “Why?” Your voice is sharp and true. Shrewd even when others would be begging and desperate. What a woman Vane has found in you.

“Join us,” Vane blurts, feeling like his tongue is tripping over his heavy need for you to say yes. “You deserve a better crew than that one.”

Part Two

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