|—||Rumplestiltskin (Once Upon A Time)|
His feathers smoothed out by the time he turned his head to face her. His dark eyes studied her and he gave a soft, confused hoot, as though he wasn’t sure what to do himself. He knew that he wanted to get off of his back so he could move about that room but he also knew that he couldn’t convey that thought to her through hoots and squawks. He breathed in and puffed out his chest, pushing his softer feathers out. On his next exhale he twisted his form and reached out with his claws, grasping his bedclothes and finally pulling himself onto his underside. He stood and ruffled his feathers, letting them smooth out once he felt settled. He looked at the staring princess and gave a satisfied screech.
She couldn’t bring herself to his level of enthusiasm, watching rather stoically as he struggled to stand himself upright. Her eyebrow lifted.
“That’s all an’ guid,” she said, standing up. “but ye’ll forgive me if I don’t applaud.” In the time it took her to congregate with the goblins in the other room, little had changed.
Her face was a shade warmer, however.
For a long time she didn’t say anything, opting instead to wring her hands and pace about the floor. Occasionally she glanced over his way, before quickly turning her head. She would never hear the end of this.
“ – Ahem,” she said, clearing her throat. “I, uh, I might know how that pitchfork came t’ be left out.”
He shook out is feathers once more and then puffed out his chest, showing the princess that he was still proud of his accomplishment despite her lack of enthusiasm.
His eyes narrowed to slits and he made a confused noise at he last sentence. How did she come to know about the pitchfork? His eyes returned to their normal, large state as he realized that the goblins must have told her about fae and their reaction to iron. He tilted his head to the side, indicating that he was ready to listen to the young woman’s explanation.
➹ —— (◎) “Ye couldn’t just find it in the goodness of yer heart t’ let me go?” Of course not. That would imply he had one to begin with. “I don’t feel like playing games with ye.”
An exasperated sigh passed the kings lips as he turned from the young girl. “Sometimes you humans are no fun. Though, perhaps you are afraid. Are you scared to give a challenge to the king of the Labyrinth, dear princess?” His lips twitched in an attempt to hide his smirk. He hoped she would take the bait. He had known the young princess too long to think she would ever back down from a challenger.
His smile turned lazy and he tilted his head slightly to the side, admiring her face. “I do believe I have exactly what I want right in front of me.” He chuckled at her glare and cast his eyes downward. “Though there is quite a large amount of bubbles obstructing the view.” A loud splash sounded through the room followed by a sputter. Blonde hair was plastered to his forehead and neck, bubbles sticking some of the blonde locks and his shoulders.
“Get out,” she growls. She may not be able to find her way out his Labyrinth, but that doesn’t mean she can’t handle him. Her bow is with her things in her chambers, and it’s enough to make her grit teeth because he knows it, just as he knew she was vulnerable and naked in the bath.
Her toes wiggle along the cool porcelain of the tub before slipping back beneath the suds. She squares her shoulders and waits for him to turn and leave. She can improvise her luffa for a sword if he gives her trouble.
A soft chuckle came from the king as he leaned away from the tub.The chuckle soon turned into a rolling laugh. His features softened even as his eyes crinkled at the corners and his form shook. He glanced at the princess as his laughter subsided and reached towards the water in the tub with a glove-less hand and flicked some of the sud covered water at her.
A small bunch of bubbles landed on the end of her petite nose and laughter bubbled up once more in the king. His laughter took an, almost, boyish quality as he watched the young woman’s face scrunch up in annoyance.
Sailor Jupiter for Chelsey Holeman’s Sailor Moon 50 Twitter Collab! Jupiter and Mars were always my favorites growing up. I couldn’t decide whether I wanted to draw her in street clothes or her senshi uniform, so I did both! Threw some transparent .pngs in for your dragging enjoyment. ;)
Oh, when you love it.
|—||Caitlyn Siehl (via scrlett)|