Round 3 - Return of the Meme

[hhanon]

Round 3 - Return of the Meme

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• Put [RPF] before RPF prompts. 
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Archiving Prompts and Fills

• To make the archiving job easier, please drop a link to your fill/unprompted fic here at the fills post.
• Nothing here you fancy filling? Take a look at the unfilled prompts archived here or at Round 1 or Round 2.

That's nearly the end of the storia, for onto the scene comes our much loved meme: HAIL TO THE QUEEN OF PROMPTIA.

Comments

[RPF] Jim/Ben, snogging as a joke

[(Anonymous)]

While they're filming the "kiss me, Hardy!" sketch, Ben decides it would be a laugh if he actually did snog Jim. So he does. And it is hilarious, but...

It turns out that neither of them can forget about it afterwards. Oops.

[RPF]Jim/Mat: Finger feeding

[(Anonymous)]

Having Jim finger feed him - Jim's fingers slip-sliding in his mouth, indulging him with his favourite foods, lavishing that attention on him, and having Jim take care of his needs - makes Mat feel more special than anything else.

[Crossover] Francis I/Henry VIII [The Tudors]

[(Anonymous)]

...Because my history teacher showed me the episode with them fighting after signing the peace treaty and well... the seemed to get quite... heated.

I'm thinking The Tudors' Henry VIII (not that I don't love Willbond's Henry) and HH's Francis I of France (played by Mat).

unrequited Charles II/Other + Other/Other lust, heart-broken

[(Anonymous)]

Charles has never failed at love; until now. He has his heart set on someone, tries every trick in the book to seduce him, and his crush just doesn't reciprocate. Fuming, Charles storms up to his crush, DEMANDING a chance to woo his love ... only to walk in on his crush and his boyfriend being cute/intimate/adorable.

[RPF] Simon/Other + Cast Simon gets a haircut

[(Anonymous)]

Sick and tired of his hair not behaving, Simon has most of it cut off. His cast mates are surprised, but his boyfriend is so upset they end up fighting.

Death/Other "Dear Diary, I'm surrounded by IDIOTS..."

[(Anonymous)]

Death ranting about his co-workers, clients, the lunch special, what have you in his diary.

You know it matches his feathery pink pen. XD

FILL - Re: Death/Other "Dear Diary, I'm surrounded by IDIOTS..."

[(Anonymous)]

:D Okay, so I had to do something, it was too funny not to! It's tiny and not too fab, but I hope you enjoy it!

_________________________

Dear Diary

Thank goodness I have you. Seriously, I’m surrounded by numbskulls (Get it? ‘Cos Louis and Cheryl? ‘Cos of our seating arrangement? And we’re dead? Heh heh heh...)

Well, anyway, they’re all complete and utter idiots! Firstly, Louis is determined to disagree with everyone me and Cheryl put through! I mean really! There was one person, who walked into a police training simulation, screamed ‘Boo!’ at the men and ended up shot by them, because they thought they were just a target! I mean, how stupid! But no, Louis was determined to put through the guy with the tent poles instead. Not nearly as funny. He’s really annoying me.

AND DO YOU KNOW WHAT ELSE? Hmm, every time I go to tell Louis he’s being a absolute idiot, Cheryl gives me that look. You know, completely blank and then ignores me! I think it’s payback for that time I took her speed dating with me... That’s not the point anyway; she told me she enjoyed meeting interesting celebrities. She did not once specify that they had to be living.

Hmm... Diary, when will they realise that I am everyone’s favourite judge and they should go along with me? Gah... and nobody interesting comes through anymore! Like that wonderfully funny Cockney bloke, or Draco. Know what else is annoying Diary? There’s this one guy, a doctor of some sort, who keeps coming through, then leaving again! I wish he’d make up his mind! Hmpfh. Is that even a word diary? Can I write ‘humpfh’?

Looks like another dead-y just came through, Diary. I will write soon, and hopefully Louis we see things more clearly by then.

Damn. I have the jingle stuck in my head.

NOTE TO SELF: buy a new pen. The feathers of this one tickle too much.

DEATH XXX

William I/William Shakespeare persuasion, flirting

[(Anonymous)]

When Shakespeare finds a certain towering Duke of Normandy on his doorstep, asking why he does not have a play to himself, Shakespeare finds himself drawn to the conqueror.

Boudicca/Richard III affection, strong woman, dominance, snuggles

[(Anonymous)]

Out inspecting her land one day, Boudicca comes upon Richard III wandering the fields. She lunges at him, convinced he's an enemy. Richard yells he's the good guy and rants about More and Shakespeare. Boudicca finds herself drawn to him because he actually respects her, is a wonderful fighter, is not an invader, and is a fair leader. Affection develops until they have sex and she finds he only cares about HER needs - at this point Boudicca swears she will make all the naysayers pay.

Blenkinsop/Maltravers - colds and snuggles and fluff

[verecunda.livejournal.com]

I'm ill and miserable and shamelessly in need of cheering up, and Blenkinsop and Maltravers seemed the best pairing for this sort of prompt. Basically... one of them is ill (not seriously!), while the other one fusses over him and looks after him and generally just makes him feel better. All the snuggles, ALL OF THEM.

Please? *puppy eyes*

FILL: "Magic and Snuggles", Blenkinsop/Maltravers, illness and snuggles, G

[amine-eyes.livejournal.com]

He's been kidnapped by pirates.

He's been kidnapped by pirates, bed and all, and it's on a boat which is pitching up and down in gale force winds.

He's been kidnapped, bed and all, it's on a boat which is pitching up and down in gale force winds, he's going to throw up, and someone's placed a hand on his forehead.

Maltravers whimpers a little, and the bed moves violently.

"Old bean, it's just me," he hears, and it can't be Blenkinsop, he's in France, been in France for weeks, not due back till next month, and so it must be one of the pirates who have taken him. He forces his eyes open to try and speak to them -

In the brief moment between opening his eyes and promptly wanting to vomit, he sees a flash of brown eyes on a distinctly Blenkinsop-looking face.

The hand that was on his cheek moves to his back, supporting him as he dives across the bed to the sickbowl, rubbing slow circles as he retches.

"Do you feel up to water?" Blenkinsop asks - and it must be Blenkinsop, no one else gets that tone of half-worried half-love just right - and Maltravers shakes his head slightly, flopping back on the bed.

"I thought you were in France?" he says, and his voice sounds muffled, as though he's got water in his ears.

Blenkinsop smiles at that, gently nudging Maltravers over so that his head rests in Blenkinsop's lap.

"I sent a telegram to say I was coming back earlier old bean," he replies, and through the haze of Oh God I want to die that has characterised the past few days, Maltravers remembers a slightly chewed envelope being dropped on the bed by Rover.

Rover.

Rover needs walked.

"It's okay," says Blenkinsop, pushing him back down as Maltravers struggles to get up, "he's been let into the garden, and I'll take him for a walk later."

"But your leg -"

"Will be fine, I'm not planning to climb Ben Nevis. Now, lie down and relax," Blenkinsop says with a hint of order in his voice, and Maltravers surrenders, head pounding and throat aching.

Blenkinsop massages his temples, and it's heavenly.

"You have magic fingers," Maltravers mumbles as he melts into Blenkinsop's lap.

He can feel Blenkinsop's chuckle reverberate in his chest, and his eyes slip shut as Blenkinsop continues massaging, feeling well for the first time in days.

"Rest now Maltravers," he says quietly - placing a kiss on his forehead - and Maltravers does so, drifting off to the sound of Blenkinsop's breathing, a smile on his face.

[I hope you feel better today hun!!!! *squishes tightly and snuggles you into a blanket* <3]

Unprompted: [RPF] Simon/Jim Spellbound

[balinese-baby.livejournal.com]

Simon stood leaning against the bar, a half full glass in his hand, watching as Jim moved through the guests at the party, stopping to speak to each and every person there. He had to admit that it was a special talent that Jim had, the ability to make everyone feel welcome, to make everyone feel that they were important. He wished he had that talent, but he couldn’t help looking down on people, he was well over six foot tall, he naturally looked down on most people. But he didn’t have that special something that made Jim everybody’s friend.

He didn’t know how Jim did it; it was like he cast a spell on everyone he met. He’d definitely cast a spell on Simon, he had entranced him from the first time that they had shaken hands; he had woven his magic and trapped him in his web. A hand lightly touching his arm drew him back to the present, looking down; he saw bright blue eyes gazing up at him. Smiling he bent his head and pressed his lips lightly to the offered mouth, losing himself in the kiss. Lifting his head, he smiled wider; the spell had been renewed, as it always was every time they kissed. He knew the magic had a name, its name was love.

Re: Unprompted: [RPF] Simon/Jim Spellbound

[amine-eyes.livejournal.com]

Oh this was adorable :DD

I love how sweet this felt :)))))))

[RPF] Ben/Simon drunk, grabby Simon; flustered, aroused Ben; dirty-talk, semi-public sex, sub!Simon

[(Anonymous)]

Ben drags Simon to an ale festival, determined that Simon will try something new alcohol-wise.

Unfortunately, Simon gets quite tipsy as he underestimates how much alcohol he can tolerate.

He starts pawing at Ben and whispering all the things he wants to do to Ben and wants Ben to do to him.

Ben gets so turned on he drags Simon out to the edges of the festival area for semi-public sex and has to take the lead since Simon's so drunk.

[RPF] Jim/Simon rough wall/floor clothed sex, dirty talk, biting, hair-pulling, slapping, rimming

[(Anonymous)]

...

I just bought my one way first class ticket to hell didn't I?

Re: [RPF] Jim/Simon rough wall/floor clothed sex, dirty talk, biting, hair-pulling, slapping, rimmin

[(Anonymous)]

a) seconded so hard

b) don't worry, the HH fans have already gotten our own private rooms reserved in hell after a few other prompts on here.

Jimothy's Magic Hugs AU 1/?

[(Anonymous)]

“oh god I’m so tired” yawned Larry “just 5 more minutes” and he put his head down on the table.

“no” Simon tugged at him “they need you in make up man” but Larry had gone to sleep, “Larry” Simon shook his shoulder “LARRY wake up”

“Please just leave me alone, tell them I’m dead or something” Larry whimpered. Honestly he was exhausted! He loved Brighton but the commute to London every day was killing him.

“I’ll get Jim” said Simon hurrying off, Jim would make it better

“Come on Larry” Jim pulled him up as Larry flopped against him “come on, give us a hug”. Mumbling Larry draped his arms around Jim and hugged him as Jim’s arms came round him and hugged him back.

Almost instantly Larry could fell the tiredness leaving his body, his head stopped feeling like it was stuffed with cotton wool and his eyes lost their gritty dryness and brightened up.

“Thanks Jim” he said

“No problem” said Jim leaning back and closing his eyes. Larry left him to rest for a few minutes. They all knew that the magic hugs took it out of him which was why they used them sparingly.


To say they were gobsmacked to discover that one of their fellow cast members could give people magic hugs was an understatement. Apparently it had something to do with Jim’s grandmother being the 7th child of a 7th child or something. Usually the magic hugs passed down the female branch of the family but for some reason it had missed out Jim’s mother and Jim had inherited the ability instead.

Jim had wondered if it was something to do with the fact that he did look born to hug people with his sweet face, blue eyes and cuddly frame. One previous girlfriend had likened him to a human teddy bear, a Jimmybear she’d giggled, all soft and warm and huggable.

“Magic hugs?” Mat had giggled “are you sure you don’t mean magic mushrooms or something?”

Jim had sighed “no I mean magic hugs”

“but what do you mean magic?” asked Ben ever practical “in what way are they magic?”

“Well they make people, I don’t know, feel better. It takes away the bad feelings and thoughts and magnifies people’s best qualities so people feel happy and good about themselves, ” said Jim “I don’t really understand how it works myself, it just does”

“Does it make other things go away other than thoughts or feelings?” asked Larry

“No I can’t cure illnesses or anything” said Jim sadly. He’d learnt that at an early age when his beloved Grandmother was dying of cancer. He’d refused to accept at the age of 10 that his magic hugs didn’t work and had spent hours every day hugging her to make her better. It hadn’t worked of course and he’d been devastated.

“hmm that’s probably a good thing” said Martha “imagine if you could do that? you’d be locked away in some research facility or deified as a god or something”

“Our Jim who art in acting, cuddly be thy name – it could work” said Larry grinning

“So does this mean hugging you is out then?” asked Simon

“No you can but you have to remember that every time I hug someone, I take their bad feelings and thoughts into me and they take my good thoughts and feeling, so basically it makes me weak and tired”

“Oh Jim” said Martha sadly “that sounds awful”

“it’s not, for some reason the bad thoughts don’t affect me, it’s like I kind of store them in a separate part of my brain and then when I go to sleep, I dream them away”

“Even so though” said Ben “theoretically, if someone hugged you and hugged you, you could pass out or something”

“Actually, theoretically, I could die” said Jim laughing except the laughter didn’t quite reach his eyes

The others all looked at him in silence with pity in their eyes

“hey hey lighten up guys” said Jim “Jimothy’s magic hugs are fine in small doses and available to those that need them. Just don’t overdo it and hug me for hours and it’ll be fine ok? Oh and obviously it’s a secret – and that means you Lazza”

Larry had looked hurt “I can keep secrets” he insisted, the others all looked at him with raised eyebrows “I CAN” he said

“now are we all clear? not too many hugs and no telling anyone” said Jim

“yep, we’re clear”

Jimothy's Magic Hugs AU 2/?

[(Anonymous)]

The cast soon found that Jimothy’s magic hugs were indeed wonderful things.

At the British Comedy Awards, Larry had been so nervous he’d been sick, Jim had given him a hug to calm him down. When their win was announced Larry had shot up on stage to deliver the now infamous “and if you’re not really really happy for us, that’s the same as punching a baby” speech.

Mat had been suffering a severe case of song writing block when a hug from Jim had yielded a massive burst of creativity which had led to him writing songs furiously for 5 days and then recording his own EP.

And it had been a special Jimothy hug that had put a stop to Ben’s flustered and inept attempts to ask Mat out and given him the confidence to just go up to him, slam him up against the wall, snog his face off and say “you’re coming home with me tonight”.

Though Jim had to admit, he had kind of thought Ben would wait till he and Mat were alone and not do it in the middle of the canteen but still.

Mind you there were times when they weren’t sure this had been such a good idea as instead of witnessing the bumbling and the stammering, they now had to witness the kissing, cuddling and general vomit inducing gooeyness. Generally though, the hugs worked their magic and everyone’s lives were better.

Until one day, when things started to go wrong.

Simon had forgotten his lines - again, they were on take 15 of the same sketch and everyone was becoming more than a little tetchy with him. When he buggered up the 15th take, Mat whispered at Jim to give him a cuddle

“honestly Jim if you don’t, we’ll be here till 9 o clock tonight still doing the same sketch”

“yeh ok” Jim went up to Simon and hugged him – but this time it felt wrong. Usually he could feel the tiredness or irritation or sadness or whatever flow into him but this time he couldn’t. Instead what flowed into him was a small amount of enthusiasm, determination and happiness. Jim frowned, that didn’t feel right at all!

Simon let go of him and yawned again.

“positions everyone” shouted the director “and action”

They all rushed forward waving their swords except Simon who stayed where he was blinking at people in confusion. This was weird he thought, what were all these people doing dressed as Romans, he looked down, why was he dressed as a Roman?? In fact who were these people anyway?

“Simon??” the director was shouting at him “Simon what the hell are you doing?? You’re not even doing the actions now”

Simon looked at him puzzled “what are we doing man??”

The director looked at him “are you taking the piss?”

“no seriously” said Simon, “what are we doing? Why am I wearing a sheet? Who are you people?”

“erm I think we need to take 5” said the director

The others rushed over to Simon

“what are you doing?” hissed Mat crossly

Yes” said larry “it’s not funny mate, we’ve done this over and over, what are you playing at?”

Simon looked at them in confusion “do I know you?”

They looked at each other “er yeh” said Ben “we’re the people you’ve been with practically 24 hours a day for the past 2 months, you know the same ones you’ve been acting with for 3 years”

Simon looked at them blankly “no” he shook his head “sorry”

Ben rubbed his nose “I don’t know what’s going on but he’s clearly not right”

“maybe Jim should hug him again?” said Mat

“well I wouldn’t normally, not so close after the last one” said Jim

“please Jim” said Larry “just so we can be sure he’s not completely whakkus bonkus”

“ok” Jim closed his eyes and hugged Simon again, ah this felt better. He felt confusion, tiredness and puzzlement flow into him and determination and enthusiasm flow back the other way. He let go staggering slightly and Larry put his arm out to hold him up

Simon shook his head again and stared at them “what’s going on man” he asked “why aren’t we shooting?”

“just taking a 5 minute break” said Mat “and then we’re starting again”

This time the shoot went by without any problems and the sketch was wrapped

Jim wondered whether he should say anything about the first hug, after all it had felt all wrong and Simon had gone really weird after it but then the second one was fine. It was probably just an aberration
he told himself, after all you never knew with magic. Probably wouldn’t happen again

would it??

Unprompted: [RPF] Mat/Jim Spots.

[balinese-baby.livejournal.com]

SPOTS.

Jim yawned, he felt awful, his head hurt, he ached, and he itched, he itched so much. And because he itched, he wanted to scratch, but he didn’t dare, Mat would be so disappointed with him if he found him scratching.

Lifting the thin sheet that covered his body, he looked down at his naked spotty body. It wasn’t his fault that he had never had chicken pox as a child; it wasn’t his fault that a child in the audience at the Prom had had chicken pox and he had caught it, although if you listened to Ben it was his fault. He should have known that he’d never had it; he should have known that there was a sick child there, but he hadn’t and knowing that didn’t help, he still itched.

It was just too much; he had to scratch. Closing his eyes, he allowed a hand to drift down, and with a groan of pleasure he scratched at a particularly itchy spot.
“SLAP”
With a yelp, Jim snatched his hand back and sucked at the deep red mark that was starting to bloom on it. Looking up, he saw his attacker, Mat stood over him, his hand still slightly raised, an annoyed look on his face.
“I told you, NO SCRATCHING.”
Sitting down on the side of the bed, Mat bent and placed a soft kiss on his boyfriend’s lips, he knew how miserable Jim was, but he couldn’t afford to let him scratch.

Pulling down the sheet, Mat picked up the large bottle of pink calamine lotion that the chemist had given him, and shook it vigorously. Opening it up, he started to apply it to each and every spot, smiling as he watched the cooling cream ease the itch. Having finished the front, he helped Jim sit up so he could do his back, taking particular care of a bad patch on his lower back.

As he finished, Mat heard a tired yawn; maybe Jim would now be able to get a few hours sleep. Helping him lay back, Mat drew the cool sheet back up to cover his nudity, smiling as Jim drifted off to sleep as soon as his head hit the pillow.

Going to the spare room, Mat lay down on the cold single bed, he had never slept in here, but Jim couldn’t cope with being held at the moment, so Mat had started to use the bed. Reaching up, he turned the baby monitor back on, he knew that in a few hours the itch would return, but for now he could grab forty winks, knowing that he would hear when his Jimmy woke up. Hearing Jim’s soft snuffly snores through the monitor, he smiled, he loved looking after his Jim, but he couldn’t wait for him to be better. And with that happy thought, he closed his eyes and joined his lover in the land of nod.

2nd Baron Rothschild/Elagabalus, BFFs or slash

[(Anonymous)]

Bonding over their shared penchant for keeping exotic animals around the house. I think they'd get along brilliantly!

OneEyedBart/Blackbeard rough sex in a lifeboat at sea, handcuffs, handjobs, bondage, dirty-talk

[(Anonymous)]

...what it sees on the tin. XD

Dr. John Snow/VictorianBeerSalesman!Larry disapproving, drunken cuddles

[(Anonymous)]

We need more disapproving, mutton chop wearing, Ben. Plus, Larry is an adorable drunk Victorian. :D

Commodus/Caligula clothed floor sex, frottage, dirty-talk, voice kink

[(Anonymous)]

These two being naughty Roman emperors, all over a Roman palace.

[RPF] Random Pairing PORN!!

[(Anonymous)]

Since my last request for this went so well and produced TWO awesome fics, lets have round two!! Challenge yourself - something really rare or non-existent.

Re: [RPF] Random Pairing PORN!!

[balinese-baby.livejournal.com]

Love this prompt but anything I write has to have a Jim in it.

Commodus/Caligula clothed floor sex, frottage, dirty-talk, voice kink, hair/beard pulling, spanking

[(Anonymous)]

These two being naughty Roman emperors, all over a Roman palace.

(Please use this to replace http://hhanon.livejournal.com/3552.html?thread=2178016#t2178016).

Re: Commodus/Caligula clothed floor sex, frottage, dirty-talk, voice kink, hair/beard pulling, spank

[(Anonymous)]

Oooooh, I'm very interested in filling this. :DDD But just to check: do you mind if I don't get all the kinks in? I mean, I'd hate to disappoint you...

anyone, "violently cuddly"

[(Anonymous)]

Heard someone being described as "violently cuddly" today. Figured that has to be good fic material. Do with it what you wish.

Re: anyone, "violently cuddly"

[(Anonymous)]

all i can imagine is Jim launching himself at his cast mates with sneak-attack hugs. it freaking adorable.

RomanGeneral!Jim/RomanGeneral!Mat playing with hair, comfort!sex after the "Poseidon" incident

[(Anonymous)]

Caligula creeped them out with the plan to battle Poseidon and they find comfort in each other.

We need more snuggle fic.

FILL: Warm Sheets, RomanGeneral!Jim/RomanGeneral!Mat, PG-13

[(Anonymous)]

[A/N: Lucius is Mat's character, Marcus is Jim's. Contains a bit less porn than I was intending. :/]

--

“…Are you alright?”

Lucius starts, from where he was braced against the desk, still cannot bring himself to do more than helplessly stare at his hands for a few moments before slowly turning and glancing at the figure in the doorway.

“You’re not, are you?” Marcus only sighs, takes a quick step forwards and tosses his helmet to the side with a carelessness rarely shown “…It’s him, isn’t it?”

“Don’t be so loud,” he has to hiss, stepping forwards and grabbing Marcus’ arm with all the force of a terrified horse about to bolt, “he might hear you, he has spies everywhere and I do not want us both to be executed because of my weaknesses.”

Marcus simply peels his hand away, glares with mild annoyance probably backed by fear (They know each other so well, after all – it is impossible not to when such bonds have been forged), “we’ve done far worse things in this room-“

“I know, but those do not trouble him,” he looks down at his feet, feels the sickening drop in his stomach as he forces himself to carry on “…Only arouse.”

A long pause.

“Thank heaven we are not matrons,” Marcus murmurs, face gone slightly sickly – and they both know what screaming stories are screeching through his head, “or I dare say that we wouldn’t survive.”

…He can only stare, bleak and hopeless and with his shoulders slumping so helplessly that nothing will ever bring them up again, “we may not survive this anyway.”

Another long, hopeless pause.

“…But we have a chance, dear heart,” and then Marcus reaches a hand up to the side of his face, and tugs him so close that he has no option but to bend over just slightly and bury himself into that ever warm shoulder, “we still have a chance. And we will always have each other no matter what happens.”

He can’t quite help a smile, “I suppose.”

“You know.”

“So forceful…” And a slightly shaky laugh, one that has Marcus’ ever so talented fingers smoothing up his back in an impossibly soothing way, “you know that I love you, don’t you?”

“Just as I love you, Lucius,” Marcus smiles, draws back slightly, only to give him the sweetest sort of kiss, “and will always love you.”

“…Soppy.”

“Unfit for a general?”

“Perhaps…”

“Then perhaps we should do slightly more involved things,” and Marcus draws back even further, smirk spread happily across his face as he reverses towards the ever so warm bed, “more befitting two generals willing to face the uttermost hazards in pursuit of that what is most important to them?”

…Yes.

And he beams.

And lets Marcus, ever so strong Marcus whom he loves with all his heart even in the midst of a mad emperor and an undoubtedly murderous world, drag him down into the ever so warm sheets.

[RPF] Lawry/Simon pouncing on Simon: dirty talk, grinding, hair pulling, chair sex, giggly sex

[(Anonymous)]

I had this wonderful image enter my head of Lawry jumping on Simon's lap to get Simon to pay attention to him. They flirt until they turn each other on so much, they have to have sex NOW on the new armchair.

Unprompted Basil Hood/Fisher - PG13 1/1

[(Anonymous)]

Basil stares blankly he can’t think, can’t feel, can’t do anything but stare as the warning to all pirates burns its way into his soul. The message is clear and effective and his crew left him an hour ago, but he stayed and still he stays, staring at the warning.

“Fisher.” He breathes but there is no steadying hand on his shoulder, no comforting arms around his waist, no words of ‘I’ll always be here I love you’ whispered softly to him. Because Fisher is gone.

And Basil didn’t (couldn’t) do a thing about it.

Fisher died to save Basil’s skin. And now Fisher’s broken body is warning him.

Run Basil. Like you always do.

Never come back.

Will Sommers/Anne Boleyn

[(Anonymous)]

Anne domming him, him loving it. :DDDD

Re: Will Sommers/Anne Boleyn

[(Anonymous)]

Oooooooooh I like this prompt!

Added to the list to do, but it may take a while till it gets done!