visiting nobles/lords/royals quickly notice that merlin has arthur’s ear and that arthur values merlin’s opinion above all others. when they’re having trouble convincing arthur to go along w their plan or sign their Important Document, they go to merlin to try and convince him to convince arthur. merlin knows what they’re doing. merlin does not want to push arthur one way or another, he wants arthur to make his own choices and lead his people as he sees fit. merlin satisfies both of their needs by seeming apologetic that he can’t convince arthur of this but maybe they can and gives them “tips and tricks” on how to soften arthur up to agreeing to the plan.
its all bullshit.
so far he’s convinced a princess (looking for marriage) that arthur loves frogs and pranks so she filled his chambers with a bunch of toads (arthur is terrified of frogs), a lord (was “wronged” by another lord and wanted a portion of his land) that arthur is a fan of the arts, particularly music, and he ended up breaking into song and dance in front of everyone, and a nobleman (arguing against the repealed magic ban and hoping to bring back uther’s laws) that arthur LOVES potatoes and to just give him one throughout the day whenever he seems him so arthur will associate the nobleman with the joy of receiving his favorite food so he’ll be more inclined to the nobleman’s request (arthur despises potatoes).
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help im running out of storage space, i have too many photos of cannoli
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How do you think Minho would be when's he's crushing on someone? I see a lot of people saying he'll be all flirty and go for it, but personally, I think he'll be a cute mess. Have you seen him with Han? He'll be so shy and most likely admire from afar. He won't act on it immediately, and he'll be so obvious about it that even you would know
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Hello @lyramundana !
I have your Bang Chan request saved in my drafts and I will get around to it eventually...I promise you it will be published eventually.
Lee Know is a bit tricky because his personality when he speaks English is a lot different to when he speaks Korean so I guess it would depend on the fluency of the other person I suppose.
His Scorpio stellium indicates he's very good at playing poker face so he's probably the type that could be PINING for you for YEARS and never notice.
The second-lead 'I confessed too late' type of piner.
I feel like he would be the type to send you teasing text messages or a quick 'have you eaten dinner?' text before flirting with you in person.
I'm not sure if it's true or not but I would love...LURRRRVE IT if Lee Know's way of catching the eye of a person he was interested is...
'Hey, do you want to see this cute thing my cat did? He doesn't do this a lot but I think it's funny so I thought I'd show you'.
Or he might make you pudding randomly and shrug nonchalantly about it and say...
'Oh, I just had some extra and thought you might want some'.
Even though he spent an hour making it.
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Wip Wednesday ☔️
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Guess what, guys? The first chapter of the mudslide fic is getting posted tomorrow! Which is just so unbelievable to me?? Despite posting 10 fics prior to this one, it was the first fic I started writing for this ship and I've been working on it (on and off) since september and now here we are... absolute bonkers if you ask me.
Now, I know there are like 4 people who are actually interested in this fic – and that's fine, honestly –, but I for one am very excited. So I thought I'd give you guys a longer snippet for today. I actually shared parts of this scene in like 3 different instalments from both of their povs lmao but this one is from chapter one so you'll get the full(ish) picture tomorrow.
“Eddie, a-are you sure you’re alright?”
“Yeah, sorry. I guess I’m just tired.” He rubbed the bridge of his nose between his thumb and forefinger.
“Eddie, if there’s something going on, you have to tell me.”
“There’s nothing going on, I promise.” Buck raised his eyebrows challengingly and as it had so many times before, it made Eddie sigh in defeat. “It’s. It’s the weather.” He gave in with a heavy sigh and it didn��t quite stop Buck from frowning, but he had to admit, it made sense.
It’s been raining for over two weeks now as a storm came to California and Buck would be lying if he said that it didn’t affect him in any way, but he was handling it. The only thing he didn’t account for was that maybe Eddie wasn’t.
“Hey, it’s okay.” Buck stepped closer and for some reason Eddie was avoiding his gaze now, so he didn’t stop walking until they were standing toe to toe, the proximity forcing his eyes back onto Buck’s face. “Look. This?” He pulled the neckline of his shirt aside to show Eddie more of the scarring over his neck and chest. “This is a reminder that I pulled through.”
He knew what kind of marks a lighting strike could leave on someone’s body, but he never really got to see his own. By the time he woke up from his coma, the patterns were gone — unlike the painful and itchy blisters that took over their place; they lasted for nearly two months and despite all the cold compresses and cooling gels, they still left a hefty amount of scar tissue behind, in the shape of abstract lines and ragged edges.
Eddie reached out and traced some of the lines above his collarbone with his fingers and Buck couldn’t help but let his eyes flutter shut for a second with the softness of his touch. The pads of his fingers were warm as they brushed over the shiny silver lines and patches, yet Buck could still feel goosebumps build on his forearms and thighs with every microinch he covered.
Suddenly, Eddie’s fingers were gone, pulled away abruptly, almost as if they got burned by the contact, leaving his hand to float in the air between them aimlessly.
“Sorry.” Eddie whispered and they were just so close. All the what ifs have started to murmur in the back of Buck’s skull with renewed vigor, buzzing like radio static behind his eyes, begging to be turned up for clarity.
“Eddie I—”
“It’s okay, Buck.” He flattened his palm over Buck’s heart, only the thin layer of his shirt separating them now. “Thank you, for this.” Eddie patted his chest and stepped back, leaving Buck dumbfounded as to what exactly just happened.
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