princeofthesouthernisles

zerotoherohercules:

"Uh, if you don’t mind me saying so," Hercules started, coming over to stand by the young man standing at the edge of the beach.  He offered his bottle of sunscreen to him, continuing, "Red head to red head… you might want this."

Hans turned around, coming face to face with Hercules before smiling in recognition. “Oh, no need. I applied generously before coming down, but I appreciate the thought.” Hans had nightmares about the one time he was a child and just… fried. There is no other word for it. “So, I dare to ask, what has the mighty Hercules been up to? Win any volleyball games yet?”


brave-princess-merida:

princeofthesouthernisles:

"You just can’t get enough of me and you know it Merida. I dare say I must be one of the finest men you have ever had the privilege of meeting."

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And the banter would ever go on…

"Don’t flatter yerself, Hans; ye just happen tae be one o’ the few men I’ve met who doesnae wear a kilt." 

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"Besides- I’m pretty sure ye’re seekin’ me out more than I’ve been lookin’ fer ye,” the princess retorted, folding her arms over her chest with a raised eyebrow and a smirk. 

"I am certainly never wearing a kilt, no offense to your men. I am quite satisfied with my trousers mind you. Though if I did I might improve the garment by a whopping five percent."

"Maybe it is some sort of connection between us. Wherever you go I end up there." Hans replied in his own, confident fashion. "Or perhaps you are the one stalking me. Care to confess anything Merida?"


singingwithoutfail:

princeofthesouthernisles:

Hans could only sigh as the sound of waves seemed to wash over his senses. “Yes… it is lovely.”

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She breathed in the salty air as silence fell over the two, smiling peacefully.

He could only sit gently and hum a song from inside his heart as each wave turned over and over again in an endless sequence, sitting there beside her. Was it vanity that kept them going? Or some fire from below that drove them against the rocks to shatter into foam and nothingness? Giselle never questioned such things though, she lived life simply because she had it.


brave-princess-merida:

princeofthesouthernisles:

"I am not afraid of you missing, oh no you are far too good an archer to do that! I am afraid you will CLAIM to miss and strike me the arm just to see me in pain.”

Hans crossed his arms with a confident smirk. Oh, he could play this game for sure.

"Or maybe it is to tend to the oh so handsome prince and win over my weak-kneed heart?" At that he collapsed dramatically on a bed, crying crocodile tears and speaking in a high pitched voice. "Oh Merida, I forgive you so, for your beauty takes away my good senses! Yes I will marry you and ride off into the sunset, oohing and awwing as you fire arrows into the horizon!"

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At that Hans stood back up and acted as if nothing had happened. “But my money is on the first one. I am far too refined a taste for you!”

Merida coudln’t help the laughter that seemed to bubble from her, shaking her head at the prince. She was glad he at least had a sense of humor- beauty takes away my good senses her butt. 

As he stood back up from the bed, she took the nearest pillow and gently threw it at his face with a roll of her eyes “Feelin’ dramatic, are we?”

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 "Refined taste…..Right. Ye just don’t know ‘ow tae ‘ave a good time," she teased back, before beginning to walk back to her assigned room. 

Even the brutal pillow could not erase the smug smile of victory he achieved by making her laugh. He chuckled in his throat with confidence and faced her once more. “Yes, I am, and I am oh so very refined. Perhaps the most refined a man could ever be in such mortal bonds!”

"Who is saying I do not know how to have a good time though? I challenge you to show me what a good time is in fact if you are so confident I do not have one." Hans followed, fully willing to help her unpack her more than likely atrociously organized luggage.


ladyalxce asked: ""Prince Hans-- ah, Your Majesty, could you possibly spare a moment to discuss something with me? I know it seems like an rather unusual time to discuss politics, but I didn't think I would have any other opportunity...""

His ears perked at his title, a sort of subconscious notice that the word brought him since birth. He turned to a lovely woman, with wide, shining eyes and red sand hair and smiled to comfort her.

"I most certainly can. In truth I hardly believe that there is never a moment not to and to talk politics, but please, do share." He sat down at a nearby table with two chairs, smile staying strong and eyes filled with a perfected interest.

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brave-princess-merida:

princeofthesouthernisles:

Hans could only smile to himself as her face went askew with thought. She was going to give in, without a doubt now. There was no way Princess Merida was going to thrive in that environment with her indecisiveness and lack of expertise.

Finally she gave in just as he expected her to. Hans could only kindly pick his book up and smile at her. “I am glad you took my advice and saw reason, Merida. I promise, upon my nonexistent heart, that i will not be too cocky about this outing.”

Oh she was going to be fabulous by the time he was done.

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"Whenever you are ready to leave we can check out the stores!"

"Yeah, uh-huh; Sayin’ I ‘saw reason’ isn’t a good start tae not bein’ cocky ye know," she teased, shaking her head. "Just hurry up an’ get yerself together; We’ll leave in a few minutes." 

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With that, she moved towards the bowl of fruit on the counter in the kitchen, picking up an apple and decided it worked well enough for her breakfast. Truth be told, Merida was glad to be going with someone who knew what they were doing, but she just hoped that she wouldn’t regret taking him. 

Not that she expected to regret it, but. 

Hans inwardly rolled his eyes but outwardly smiled at her fashion innocence. It would take time, and maybe some struggle with the stubborn princess, but he would find her the perfect swimsuit, or die trying… and Hans was not dying over a swimsuit. A coup maybe but never for a swimsuit. “Excellent!Let me get the car started. Most marvelous of inventions I must admit, and with some basic  experimenting I believe I have nailed down the method of using it…”

-time break-

*SCREECH*

"Well… we made it in one piece at least!" Hans smiled at her, his hair not even slightly askew despite his untalented driving and frantic breathing that was only just now calming. "Thank God this island is small at least. Now, let us shop!"


Anonymous asked: "ily"

"Oh… well, I appreciate your feelings, but I believe they are better placed elsewhere." Hans swallowed his nerves with the best smile he could muster. 

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posted 22 hours ago

whosbad---sinbad asked: ""Long time no see, Sideburns. I hear you have a job for me...""

Oh Lord… well, show time.

"You have heard correctly Sinbad. I am looking for privateers to scour the seven seas for my cause… interested in getting paid doing what you already do?"

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ask-me-princess-anna asked: ""Hans! I've missed you so much!" Anna smiled quickly hugging him."

"Ooph!" Hans felt her powerful grip knock the air out of his lungs, but he smiled politely nonetheless. "It is nice to see you to Anna!"

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ican-giveyoustars:

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fxtzherbert:

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"Working on that summer tan? If I were you I’d start that around… oh, ten years ago. It’s going to take a lot of effort to get away from this pasty white you’ve found yourself stuck in."

Hans could only cast a glare at the man. “I will have you know I have no interest in catching some as superficial as a tan. I have no need to do anything to my looks. Why mess with perfection after all?”


singingwithoutfail:

princeofthesouthernisles:

"Well, they are sort of… gray, and kind of stormy at times. The sea never looks at peace like the one here."

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"Isn’t it lovely, though? To watch the ocean on a beautiful night like this?”

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Hans could only sigh as the sound of waves seemed to wash over his senses. “Yes… it is lovely.”


Hans & Alice | CDRP beach getaway

muchierxalice:

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Drink in hand, Alice leaned on the hotel balcony looking out on the beach. Below, she watched over her roommates and all the others. Either swimming or sunbathing or just sitting in the shade with a book, they looked like they were having a wonderful time. Alice sighed. Suddenly she felt alone. She couldn’t help she was not a beach person. No- that was not true. She was not a sand person. It was itchy and it goes to places it shouldn’t be. No, she preferred her view from aloof, as lonely as it may be.

Curiosity was a lethal trait, but Hans always did like to sit on the edge. He too had no interest in the silly beach side games, finding himself in no particular mood for such jocularity, but when he saw Alice all by herself from afar, Hans found his interest outweighing his reason and went up to talk to her. She seemed somber, something Hans could sense from a mile away. So with gentle steps he came up a bit behind her and cleared his throat. “Good afternoon, Ms. Liddell.”


"Fine, I must admit… you definitely have talent on a surfboard."

posted 23 hours ago

Where did the sandwich go?!

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