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【 I’M A PIRATE, YOU ARE A PRINCESS. 】

have you ever wondered what a crystalline princess such as pompeii white sees in a partner? ( @blaneoftheseas​ )

Pompeii hummed a song, her voice trilling like a bird’s. It was a surprisingly soothing sound as she swept her apartment. With the windows open, it was only a matter of time before all sorts of animals began to gather to hear the princess song. She smiled at every one of them before a squirrel asked if they could help. She was never one to turn down an act of kindness and within minutes, her apartment was filled with tweeting birds, scattering squirrels, and all sorts of strays.

It was sparkling clean in half the time it’d normally take. Pompeii waited by the window to bid all her friends adieu, giving them kisses and waving them goodbye.

“I hope you find your prince… or princess… one day, Pompeii!” the last bird to leave sang before it flew away.  Pompeii’s eyes suddenly widened and she gave a bashful smile. She shrunk in on herself. Her eyes darted down, watching the grass dance according to the wind. She dived into thought, suddenly looking forlorn.

She thought about adventures and swordfights and treasure hunting. She thought about sailing, plundering, riotous smiles, and the smell of rum.

At first, she was thinking about the first pirate she grew close to. With her wild blonde locks and dazzling blue eyes. Her cocksure saunter and abrasive personality. She thought about her touches only becoming soft when dealing with the princess and Pompeii having to save so many dishes from her otherwise rough handling.

She then thought about the tall, robust, brooding pirate. The one with dark eyes and even darker hair. He had a strong piercing gaze, she’s seen it once when he had punched the wall. He spoke as if there was nothing good in the world— except her. That was what made everything so sweet about their interactions. Even if she was stern with him, he still handled her as if she was about to break at any moment.

Pompeii didn’t want royalty to match herself. She didn’t want a strapping prince on a white horse and a shining sword or a soft princess with diamonds for eyes and rose petals for lips. She wanted something completely different for herself. She wanted adventure and recklessness, storms and thrills. She wanted a pirate.

“Not all treasure glitters gold. Is that how that saying goes?” she mused to herself before closing the window. She started doing her hair. Not that her afternoon had opened in terms of plans, she figured she’d go and see her pirate.

The princess wanted to be considered treasure to someone. She wanted someone to protect her fearlessly and go to the ends of the earth in search for her. She wanted a pirate’s devotion; because to go into the teeth of danger in the name of gold shows just how much a pirate is willing to do for what they deem important. And is that really so wrong— for a glass doll princess to want that from a daring, hardy pirate?

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i'm always worried about her because she's so nice, but maybe that's just me being a sceptic. we're so different even though we're twins, but she always accepts me for who i am, i love her so much.

“I love you too, Ithaca. And I’d say don’t worry... but maybe, you should. Just a little bit. I’m a little delicate.”

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OTTO WHITE:

( @ashandsnow said:  “to be honest i just need a hug.” )

otto waited three seconds, staring at his sister for the whole duration of it, wanting to make sure she was being serious. he awkwardly stepped forward, holding his arms out like a stiff robot. “to be honest…me too?” he admitted, with a sigh.

She held her chin high, her hands clasped together as a wooden doll would have them, stiff and seamless. It wasn’t until he spoke that Pompeii’s shoulders dropped and she melted. Without even hesitating, she hugged her older brother as tight as she could. A small, withering gasp escaped past her lips. “I... missed you,” she murmured, her voice almost disappearing into his chest.

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{•------» @offelicities said: “i can tell myself to be heartless but in all reality, i have a big heart and can’t treat people badly, that’s just not me.” }

Pompeii didn’t say anything for a moment. Instead, she held her hand up and sang a soft note so that a bird would perch on her finger. “Not saying that you would ever, Fellie, but if you did, why would you want to be heartless?” she asked. Her voice wasn’t vindictive or condescending. Curious, maybe, but all the same, gentle.

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“grieving over my native land hurts my heart. so tell me; how can I spend these days here? a guest enjoying your spring winds?”

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{•------» @helenxrider said: ❝ Makin’ mistakes ain’t a crime, you know. ❞ }

“And to what mistake are we alluding to?” Pompeii asked, a lilt in her voice. Despite being in a less than cheery mood the last couple of weeks, seeing her friends always made her feel better. She gave a small smile. “Because depending on which, I may have a wittier comeback.”

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ITHACA WHITE:

“that doesn’t mean we’re in a fairy tale. we both know that in this day and age, we have to make our happy endings ourselves, and even then, it’s not guaranteed.” as far as ithaca was concerned, their parents just got lucky. incredibly so. “maybe there are people who can grant wishes, but that’s only a small help along the way. things can’t just magically turn out okay without effort.”

It was a contrast Pompeii had with their siblings. Both Otto and Ithaca believed their parents were extraordinary examples... and yes, True Love’s Kiss may have been a lucky chance. “But just working hard for the ones you love is enough to make a fairy tale. Nothing came easy in all those stories,” Pompeii started. “Everyone struggles. Fairy tales and real life can get blurred so easily because of truths like that.”

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BLANE JONES:

His eyes widened slightly in amusement at her comment.  Adorable was a word he rarely ever heard associated with himself. Her concern had taken him by surprise, even though it probably shouldn’t have. “Yeah, it’s fine.” he reassured her. Sill, he lifted up his sleeve to show her the bandage. “Sword fight, you know us pirates.” he replied playfully. It wasn’t a complete lie, he did get it from a sword. 

As soon as he showed her the bandage, Pompeii’s hands went to hold his arm. Her fingers hovered over where she assumed the wound was, daintily brushing the fabric of it. “Pirate or not, you’re my ward now, Mr. Jones,” she said with a firm but soft voice. She looked up at him. “And as dashing as a sword fight sounds, I’d much rather you be safe.” Only then did she smile and one of her hands rested on his chest. “Promise me you’ll be more careful-- I could always help you practice your swordsmanship so you don’t get hurt again.” Her smile then turned playful.

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MISTY THAMES:

misty stared at her little jewellery box, or what it used to be, little bits and pieces of its inside scattered over the table. “i haven’t tried fixing anything like this before, either,” she said. “in the sea, we just left human trinkets as they were.”

“Well, I guess in the sea, there’s not much use for functioning human trinkets,” Pompeii agreed thoughtfully. “My mother said in times like this, hot glue is your best friend. Ideally, we just need to piece everything back onto the box. I’m just not sure how to fix the latch.”

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JEM MUTE:

“i don’t have any preferred places.” jem said with a shrug, smiling in her direction. “in fact- i don’t know where you can get them, i just really want one right now.”

Pompeii laughed and out of habit, she brought the back of her hand up to her mouth. Realizing the action seemed kind of silly, she quickly fixed her posture. Gently, she hooked her arm with his so that she could be a guide. “Well, good Jem, I shall show you where I get my slushies usually!”

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{•------» @ithacawhite said:  ❝ But wishes are only granted in fairy tales. ❞ }

Pompeii didn’t look towards her sister. “You make it sound as if fairy tale and real life are two distinguishable things. And yet, here we are, caught up in castles surrounded by magical water walls, wishes that do more harm than good, and a boy who tried to slay all the monsters in the world. Tell me how that doesn’t sound like a fairy tale.”

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Have you done this before? (misty!)

WHAT IS CONTEXT????? i haven’t the slightest freaking clue but these two have a post right HERE and you know let’s just dive in and hope for the best

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{•------» @mistyxth said: “Have you done this before?” }

Pompeii flashed a smile. “I mean, not necessarily,” she started, “But it’s the effort that counts, right? No one can say that I didn’t try.”

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Let’s go get a slushie.-jem

OMG THE CHARMINGTON CUTIES ARE TALKING IN THIS POST RIGHT HERE LET’S HOPE FOR A CUTE SMOL FLUFFY POST FAM