Hatter/Knave Drabbles
Haven't posted in a while so I thought I would post these little drabbles <3
Paring: Hatter/Knave
Rating: G
Disclaimer: Not mine unfortunatly
1. Future
He can hardly remember a time when power and controll wasn't what he wanted. His memory of such a time is spotty at best but what hes does remember is the feeling of being loved and loving in return. He rembers firery red hair and emerald eyes that seemed to consume him if he stared to long. He remembers laying on a long wooden table surrounded by broken tea cups and teapots and making promises to be together no matter what the future held, promises that he was unable to keep.
2. Pull
There is just something about the tall, dark man that has come to the court of the White Queen that pulls Tarrant with unrelenting force. He is neither extraordinary nor plain, yet exceptionally average. Yet there is something there when their eyes meet that sends chills down the hatter's spine. There is something in the way this knave smiles when he catches the hatter staring that makes him think of dirty, dirty things that he should not be thinking in the presence of the Queen. Even after the two have been officially introduces and have done all of the dirty things the hatter has thought he still finds himself being pulled into the presence that is Ilosovic Stayne .
3. Found
Ilsovic Stayne did not stay in the company of the Red Queen ong after his banashment. She had an unfortunate accident you see, that he was in no way responsible for, and was now deciesed. Since the 'accident' he has been searching for his home. Not the castle
of the Red Queen mind you, but the home he hade before he became The Knave of Hearts, capital letters and all. He is searching for the home he had when he was simply Ilsovic to all who knew him, when he in love with a insanly brilliant hatter who had a strange
affinity for tea. He does not know if he will ever have what he used to but he knows it's the last thing he has and he refuses to lose it again withought a fight. As he wanders through the forest he hears the familiar clank of a tea cup and he knows he has finaly found what he has been searching for.
Paring: Hatter/Knave
Rating: G
Disclaimer: Not mine unfortunatly
1. Future
He can hardly remember a time when power and controll wasn't what he wanted. His memory of such a time is spotty at best but what hes does remember is the feeling of being loved and loving in return. He rembers firery red hair and emerald eyes that seemed to consume him if he stared to long. He remembers laying on a long wooden table surrounded by broken tea cups and teapots and making promises to be together no matter what the future held, promises that he was unable to keep.
2. Pull
There is just something about the tall, dark man that has come to the court of the White Queen that pulls Tarrant with unrelenting force. He is neither extraordinary nor plain, yet exceptionally average. Yet there is something there when their eyes meet that sends chills down the hatter's spine. There is something in the way this knave smiles when he catches the hatter staring that makes him think of dirty, dirty things that he should not be thinking in the presence of the Queen. Even after the two have been officially introduces and have done all of the dirty things the hatter has thought he still finds himself being pulled into the presence that is Ilosovic Stayne .
3. Found
Ilsovic Stayne did not stay in the company of the Red Queen ong after his banashment. She had an unfortunate accident you see, that he was in no way responsible for, and was now deciesed. Since the 'accident' he has been searching for his home. Not the castle
of the Red Queen mind you, but the home he hade before he became The Knave of Hearts, capital letters and all. He is searching for the home he had when he was simply Ilsovic to all who knew him, when he in love with a insanly brilliant hatter who had a strange
affinity for tea. He does not know if he will ever have what he used to but he knows it's the last thing he has and he refuses to lose it again withought a fight. As he wanders through the forest he hears the familiar clank of a tea cup and he knows he has finaly found what he has been searching for.