#...*runs to write a headcanon*

[zephyrchama]

Going to a restaurant with the cast of Obey Me! and the waiter asks, "is anyone in your party under 500? Beings who are five centuries and under eat for free."

The waiter glances at Luke as they say this but everyone immediately turns to you.

Mammon cracks up when the waiter brings over a high chair and you have to turn them down. Leviathan encourages you to at least take the booster seat so you can feel taller. Thirteen wheezes when they bring out the crayons and coloring mat, which you insist on sharing. You tell Diavolo not to get any funny ideas when the waiter bends down to speak with you at eye level. It's just standard protocol for this diner.

Mephistopheles doesn't understand the big deal. You're not even a century old yet, isn't this normal? Solomon, however, is trying not let his mini midlife crisis show. To Barbatos' delight, he's not getting the same treatment as you (despite also being human) and fears he might be starting to look his age.

Lucifer is visibly enjoying himself way too much and hasn't stopped sneering since you were handed a children's menu, which Beelzebub is excitedly cross-referencing with the adult menu that everyone else got. Raphael likes the little flag they stuck in your food. Luke is acting so smug and haughty that Simeon has to remind him to be humble.

Satan makes the unnecessary offer to cut your food into smaller bites because they only gave you a small plastic spork, while Asmodeus is busy snapping pictures of the chef's ketchup smiley face atop your dish. Belphegor warns you not to hurt yourself and asks if he should blow on your food, causing you to threaten him with the spork.

[bluerosefox]

Striking of the Clock

BrainDead or DeadTired idea.

During Tim's BruceQuest he uncovers hidden texts/tombs of a being that controls and watches over the Time Stream and Tim knows this being will have to be his best bet of finding Bruce while also trying to figure out on his own how to get Bruce out of the Time Stream as well.

However the being doesn't have a summoning sigil due to being an Ancient.

He does find the sigil for the Ghost King however, a being that borderlines into Ancients power territory and could in theory grant Tim an audience with the Time being if Tim plays his cards right.

In the end, Tim decides it was worth a shot. He convinces Ra's to 'help' him summon the Ghost King. Ra's wanting to see if such a being could be real and to see how far Tim is willing to go to bring Bruce back, allows League resources to be used.

It takes a few weeks, with Tim also making plans to undermine not just the Council of Spiders but Ra's as well, but eventually the time to summon the Ghost King comes.

Tim honestly was expecting the large eldritch like being that showed up, he just wasn't expecting the being to be basically a formed galaxy mixed with ice and the northern lights itself.

He also really wasn't expecting when he negotiated a deal with the Ghost King, and taken into a place called the Infinite Realms when they shook hands (Tam and Prue is also taken with him, he refused to leave them with Ra's), for the being to shrink down and turn into a white haired, green eyed teen around his age who starts flirting at him.

Nor was he expecting for another being, one that apparently is able to shift aging forms, and a grandfather clock in its chest to appear next to the teen and bonk the white haired teen with a staff and tell him to stop flirting with his future new apprentice....

Wait what?

-x-x-

Danny is rarely, very rarely summoned since taking the mantle of Ghost King. Due to being a new Ancient most old sigils that was once connected to Phantom (mostly teens from Amity tired summoning him a couple of times) no longer worked and the only ones that did were the ones he gave to his friends and family or the Ghost King ones (but again rare due to how rare texts/tombs to the Ghost King is written down)

So when he felt the pull of a summoning he made sure to go in his eldritch form, mostly to see if he could scare them or at least intimidate.

Honestly he was expecting the cult, given the fact they summoned a being known as the (freaking) Ghost King, maybe not them being assassins/ninjas but still a cult.

He wasn't expecting the cute, same age as him too, guy in the room.

(CW totally paused time for a second, gave Danny a file on who and why he was summoned, discussed getting Tim Drake out of Ra's hands (and maybe allowing CW to finally have his own future apprentice because Tim is a smarty smart whose been slowly able to figure out the freaking Time Stream itself.), and then started the timeline again)

Danny decided, after striking a deal, that since he's going to be working with Tim, aka Red Robin (who Danny found out used to be Robin! From Gotham), from now on he might as well shoot his shot and flirt with him and-

"OUCH, CW REALLY?!"

"Stop flirting with my new apprentice for now My King, we have work to do."

[jasmineoolongtea]

whenever someone asks boxer!eren what motivates him, he gives them two answers.

the first answer, of course, is his mum. at the end of the day, he's a mama's boy through and through and that's something he's fully unabashed about by naming her as his number 1 supporter.

the second reason is you. he knows that he can always look to the side and see you, his pretty pretty girlfriend, standing right there in the crowd, cheering him on like his very own personal cheerleader. the moment the bell rings to signal that the match is over and they announce his victory, he's already making his way over to where you are because having you in his arms is a better reward than any trophy or championship title he could win.

and if his opponents even so happen to glance at you in the wrong way (and that's a very broad definition according to eren), then you can guarantee that they'll be knocked out cold on the floor within the span of less than a minute.

don't even bother asking him about what just happened because all he'll do is give you a wry smile and innocently ask for a kiss to congratulate him on his victory.

what he doesn't tell them is the third answer on that list of his. he keeps quiet about the handful of polaroids he keeps hidden away in his locker. before he heads into the ring, eren finds himself looking at them not only for good luck (because when has a bit of good luck ever hurt anyone) but also to remind him what he's fighting for.

the first polaroid is a picture of you, him and his family standing on the porch of his childhood house from a few summers ago. the second one is a drunken photo of you, him and his friends at your housewarming party. he likes to joke that his whole world is in those two photos to which you always respond by rolling your eyes affectionately at him.

the third and fourth polaroids are very different compared to the previous ones. he has his hands wrapped around your waist in the third one, his face messily littered with smudged lipstick marks as he grins against your lips. you're wearing a shirt that's way too big for you as the collar has slid off to one side to reveal a collection of freshly made hickies blooming on your skin with more trailing down underneath the fabric and ending at god knows where.

the fourth polaroid, which is hidden safely under all the others, is his favourite out of all of them. it's a photo of you, wrapped up in nothing but his bedsheets, as you lie underneath him. you're staring straight up at the camera, more specifically at eren who's behind said camera, with kiss-swollen lips and an expression of fucked-out bliss. almost every inch of your skin is covered in marks and your hair is splayed out messily behind you like some kind of halo.

to eren, the best part about the photo is the silver 'e' initial necklace that sits perfectly in the middle of your chest as a constant reminder that you're his.

[demigods-posts]

just imagine percy at fifteen years old. feeling like his life is slipping through his fingers. feeling like he's running out of time to give his life purpose outside of being a child soldier. feeling like the only control he has over is life is by pushing people away. is by running away. so when annabeth calls him a coward. he can't help but agree with her.

[uravitypng]

coworker ranpo knows exactly how you feel about him even though you try your best to hide it from him and the ada

coworker ranpo constantly shows of in front of you, prideful of his intelligence and his newest achievements

coworker ranpo wants your attention all the time.

coworker ranpo who's too lazy to do any paperwork so he spends his time talking to you instead. you need to focus on your work but you can't bring yourself to stop talking to ranpo, especially when he initiates the conversations

coworker ranpo likes bringing you along to his cases so he can show off to you

coworker ranpo who always knows when you've had a bad day, instead of trying to cheer you up with words he'll offer to share his snacks with you. everybody who overheard in the office immediately stopped what they were doing, shocked and in disbelief, when they heard his offer

coworker ranpo who will seriously craves kissing your lips after you've eaten something sweet. that lollipop you were just sucking was one of favourites and he can't find any others in his snack pile, he's sure you'd make it even sweeter.

coworker ranpo rests his head on your shoulder while he sleeps. you don't know if he's really asleep or if it's just a front to not do any paperwork

coworker ranpo misses you when you suddenly don't turn up to work for a couple of days

coworker ranpo who does like teasing you and messing with you, whenever you make mistakes or you don't know something he'll be there but his comments never seem harsh when directed at you.

coworker ranpo who likes getting a reaction out of you every time he stands too close to you or praises you. he likes watching a shiver run down your spine and a bashful smile on your face which you try and hide it by looking away.

coworker ranpo will invite himself to places you're going and tag along. "you're going shopping? let's go now because i need more snacks."

coworker ranpo doesn't seem that bothered when he starts getting your hopes up that feelings might be mutual. that just means you try to find ways to spend even more time with him than usual and he enjoys your company

coworker ranpo thinks you're smart enough to realise they're not mutual and that hope you have is only fleeting

coworker ranpo has a sweet spot for you

coworker ranpo has no intention of changing the current dynamic you share. you're his favourite coworker.

[g0blinm0d3]

Hermes was Alexander Hamilton.

Zeus made him mortal as a punishment in the 1700s.

George Washington, son of Athena, was the demigod that claimed his service.

Angelica was a Sally Jackson type that could see thru the mist.

Eliza was a Tristan McLean type that wouldn't have been able to comprehend the truth.

Phillip was a demigod.

Hermes later adopted the pseudonym Lin Manuel Miranda, writing and starring in his own biographical musical as a "fuck you" to Apollo

When Disney announced they were going to produce Percy Jackson's biography he made sure to get himself involved with that

Hermes is also Troy Doherty and voices himself for Epic the Musical

[snail-noodle]

Longan Dragon Cookie x Fem!Reader Headcanons

Imma be real with ya'll: longan dragon cookie was the reason why I got fully invested with cookie run (and kingdom) again. I could listen to their voice all day..

most of these are based off my own oc with longan, but I wanted to give some food for the longan lovers out there... 💛

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✨️ Getting along with the ivory dragon was a bit... difficult at first. Given that you were a cookie and they were a dragon, a tension was present whenever you two interacted. However, the small talk you two would get into would eventually ease away that tension.

✨️ They're a dragon of few words, but whenever they spoke, you would listen intently to every word they say (can't blame you, their voice is as smooth as honey). They would notice this and begin to appreciate you for doing so.

✨️ They saw you fawning over a flower that had started to grow near the entrance of their palace. Now they have a full garden for you to walk around and admire the many flowers and exotic plants in it. The both of you stroll the garden together every morning and night. All of this, just for you. 💛

✨️ Once you're both officially together, Longan doesn't hesitate holding your hand(s) and pulling you closer to them. They don't say it, but they like the obvious size difference you both have. Sometimes, when they're seated on their throne and have you on their lap, they're comparing your hand with theirs, admiring the difference you both share. "So small..."

✨️ When you first sleep together, you hesitate getting closer to them, unsure if they would be comfortable with it. "My dear cookie, come here." They'll bring you close to them, your face in their chest. You sighed at the embrace. Snuggling closer to them, your worries and fears melting away.

✨️ For you, Longan was a pillar of strength. For them, you were a pillar of love. The bond you both share together wasn't something they had expected. Perhaps.. perhaps the plans they had for your kind didn't need to come to fruition. The age of dragons can return in a different way, and it starts with both of you.

✨️ When they first showed you their true dragon form, all you could do was stare in admiration. "Longan..." you stepped closer to them, touching the tip of their snout. Your eyes were full of love as you gazed at their face. "You're so beautiful."

✨️ Once there's a moment where you're about to/get to be attacked, Longan is quick to get between you and the attacker, not caring the slightest if they end up getting striked in the process. They're completely silent as they use their powers to disintegrate the enemy with no second thoughts.

✨️ You know they're powerful compared to many beings on Earthbread, but you still worry whenever they get hurt by an enemy. You're quick to look at their injuries, asking them many questions: How are you feeling? Where were you hit? Are you bleeding? Does it hurt?

[formerlycookierunauprompts]

AU Prompt #4 💓

It had been oh so long since you last saw your love, how long had it been now? You lost track, but it certainly must be a high number. It's a miracle that you haven't crumbled yet, but it doesn't look like you've aged at all this you were 'freed' from his tower. You had originally been placed there for safe-keeping, after all with a cookie that made himself a new enemy every day ever since his corruption who knows who would go after you to get back at him. You knew him from before that too, and yet you still stayed because you loved him. Even now, you still love him. So maybe that's why you begged Gingerbrave and Co to take you with them to Beast Yeast, you'd heard that that's where he and the other Beasts were being held... At least, you think so. So when you saw him again, those gigantic blue eyes locking onto you like a kid seeing that their favorite candy bar was back in stock at the candy store. You couldn't help but feel like your little cookie heart wasn't going to be ready just yet even after all these years. " Oh my little Star~!" He'd excitedly squealed as he scooped you up into his ever-so big hands, much to the horror of your friends. " It's been ever so long since I last saw you~!"

....

Or, an AU where you(or an oc if you want) were Shadow Milk Cookie's lover before he got sealed.

[happilychee]

how fairy tail takes care of you when you're sick

cw: descriptions of being sick

I have covid and I wanted to cheer myself up :(

♡ it's a normal day at the fairy tail guild. the job board is crowded with papers, drinks and food are flowing, someone's starting a fight (natsu), and the air is filled with lively chatter. there's only one thing off: you're not there.

♡ gray is the first one to notice. he's at a table with lucy, cana, and erza. he and erza just got back from a stealth mission that paid them well, and he's looking forward to relaxing. except... "where's [name]?" he asks. lucy furrows her brow. "they weren't in yesterday... should we check on them?" gray nods, and the four of them leave the guild hall.

♡ you feel like someone threw you through a wall. your nose is clogged, feeling stuffy and congested. your throat itches and every time you cough it feels like you're hacking away at your lungs. there's a building pressure in your head, a pulsing pain that signals the onset of a migraine. you think that you'd be able to handle the usual symptoms of a cold, except for the burning aches in your lower back. your coughs shake your entire body as your muscles scream in protest, and you curse whatever virus decided to infect you.

♡ you manage to get yourself out of bed and into your kitchen, hoping to make yourself some rice or hot tea with honey. instead, you start seeing black spots swim across your vision, and the world starts tilting like you're swaying on the prow of a ship. you lower yourself onto the cool tile floor, relishing in the soothing temperature against your burning skin. you're so out of it that you don't register the knocks at your door turning into insistent bangs.

♡ finding you half passed out on your kitchen floor was not on gray's to-do list for the day. his worried hands hover over your shivering form, unsure what to check first. erza settles the matter by scooping you into her arms, Requiping out of her armor as she carries you to the couch.

♡ gray takes charge of the kitchen, your favorite recipes coming to kind. he settles on a warm and hearty soup, sure to soothe your hunger and your aches. he starts chopping vegetables, turns on the stove, and soon enough, the kitchen is filled with a delicious and appetizing aroma.

♡ erza is the one who takes your temperature, gets you back to enough coherency to explain your symptoms, and then finds the right medicine for you. she props your back up with pillows, tucks a blanket around you, and feeds you the disgusting cold medicine that porlyusica and wendy swear by.

♡ cana would love to help you and take care of you, except lucy looks pale as a sheet and a little green. she helps the blonde sit at the kitchen table, patting her arm soothingly. lucy mumbles that her mom passed from an illness, and seeing you so sick makes bad memories come back. cana soothes her, reassuring her that you'll be fine. lucy only relents when your eyes crack open, and you direct a gooey smile at her.

♡ you fade in and out of consciousness, snippets of sound and touch registering in your brain. someone is petting your hair while singing, their soft hands braiding and unbraiding your locks. a hand trails over your back, warm and calloused fingers digging into the knots in your shoulders. you purr under the sensation, leaning into the comforting touch. a soft arm, usually covered in armor, wraps around you to sit you up as a chilly hand brings a spoonful of something warm and delicious to your chapped lips. cold bangles brush against your skin as someone lifts you up, carrying you to the land of dreams.

♡ when you regain consciousness, your friends don't let you lift a single finger. gray cooks every meal for you with cana as his sous chef, erza is on top of your medication, natsu distracts you by telling silly stories, and wendy casts pain-relieving spells to help you recover faster. lucy refuses to leave your side until you're fully healed, so she's always fluffing your pillows, bringing you hot tea with honey, and feeding you snacks. the only time she calms down is when you ask her to read for you. her calming voice lulls you in and out of sleep as you listen to her read about a fairy tale princess's adventure.

♡ levy drops off books at your place so you can occupy your mind. most are either your favorites or her recommendations, but gajeel manages to sneak in a spicy book or two, which has you laughing so hard you start coughing.

♡ mira cooks up a storm in the guild hall, partially out of a desire to help you and partially out of worry. there's enough soup to feed fairy tail ten times over, and she insists that half of it be sent to you. lisanna ans juvia also stop by with some homemade baked goods. juvia gives you a steaming hot loaf of banana bread, some cookies and muffins, and a bunch of pastry buns. "it's just a cold, you didn't have to do all this." you try to reason, but no one listens to you when you look nauseous and your shoulders are shaking.

♡ there's someone at your place every day while you're recovering. it could be natsu and happy raiding your pantry and making a mess, it could be lucy and gray cleaning up their mess while erza yells at them, it could be wendy with balms and salves and a story to tell you, it could be the strauss siblings with more food and cheer than you'd ever seen before, it could be juvia with gajeel, lily, and a basket of your favorite buns. point being, fairy tail doesn't take their eyes off you for a moment while you're under the weather.

♡ when you feel well enough to come to the guild hall, everyone starts cheering. laxus fires up the grill, mira pours drinks in a flurry, and cana drags you into some drinking game. the entire guild hall roars to life, partying the night away, because what better reason is there to celebrate than the return of a dear friend?

[pure-vanilla-lilies]

Shadow Milk Cookie General Dating HeadCanons

•Not use to PDA, until later on in your guys relationship

•He’s Average height around 5’10 to 6’1

•Forehead kisses is his all time favorite

•Definitely has foul mouth, especially if he’s not happy

•Definitely has long hair, he enjoys when his s/o plays with his hair or braid it

•He definitely a cat dad honestly, you can’t tell me that

•If his s/o is an faerie there will be trust issues but other than that he still care for ya

•Very very protective honestly

•But definitely not a problem if someone is messing with ya

•But lastly if your hurt or injured, hell would break lose

[starrylevi]

Thinking about civilian!reader falling in love with postwar!levi. He would tell you the events that occurred before you met him as you softly brush the scars on his face. If he didn’t have permanent reminders, it would be difficult for you to believe the person he was before and what he’s gone through. The man in front of you now is so soft and so gentle. He was slaying titans before and now you’re wheeling him out onto his porch, sharing a cup of tea with him and admiring the garden you helped him grow. You would accompany him to his weekly trips to his favorite tea shop and he’d educate you on all the blends. Every once in a while he’d pull you onto his lap and give you a soft kiss on your cheek, making you giggle. He’d do little things for you that make you happy. His past would be nothing but a ghost. And every time it would dare come back to haunt him, you would be his light and bring him back to the present with your comforting arms.

[horror-beeings-artandwriting]

Because I want more chaos child reader, can you do headcannons of how the other ancients react to pure vanilla technically adopted them?

Sure thing! Sorry this took took a while this ask got sent to me. At 3 am my time, and I had to then go get my nails done in the morning lol

Prompt: headcanons

Characters: Dark Cacao, Hollyberry, Golden Cheese, White lily

Pronouns: They/Them for child of chaos

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Cacao:

He finds it rather cute, I mean, to think a child born of chaos could be this dang adorable

Then, he hears you call pure vanilla dad, and this, is one of the only times, you will ever hear cacao snicker. That snicker turns into laughter.

He will give, (not good-) tips to Vanilla on parenting

Mainly how it’s good to teach you the art of sword wielding young, pure vanilla, doesn’t take this advice

He’s like, Gordon Ramsey, he will call his friends stupid, but when it comes to you, you can do no wrong. Turned the clouds into Cotten candy? You were just experimenting.

Idk why, I just, see cacao as being really good with kids. For being kinda not the best dad to choco, he really try’s.

He’s happy pure vanilla adopted you, and he’s glad you’re able to get the world and more.

Hollyberry:

Holly as soon as pure vanilla gets called dad, she just says. “I call dips on being the wine grandma.”

Will brag about you to pitaya, tarte tatin, basically anyone who will listen.

“Have you heard of my other grandchild? Now you have.”

She absolutely loves you! She takes you and princess cookie out on trips.

So. Many. Gifts

“No kiddo, you can’t have Berry juice just yet!”

White lily:

Like your mom. Pure vanilla is fine with this.

She encourages you to use your powers.

Absolutely adores you, she has taken you from pure vanilla before, pure vanilla was very sad :(

They find you the perfect type of kid for Pure vanilla!

She will help explain your magic to pure vanilla, helping him understand the different types of magic you use, and how to reverse it!

Would cry if you called her mama (/pos way)

Golden cheese:

Makes fun of pure vanilla in like the friend way.

Cool aunt, it will always happen. Canon event for cheese.

She will buy you anything. ANYTHING. Pure vanilla has no say anymore

New toys, clothes, she loves throwing little fashion shows with you.

She will teach you how to fly, you have wings like her after all!!

She absolutely loves spoiling you, she doesn’t call it spoiling rotten she calls it spoiling sweet! Pure vanilla will have to take you back. Cheese would totally just keep you lol

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Hope you enjoy!

[shepherds-of-haven]

Everyone always talks about how awkward and oblivious a romanced Blade is as if the MC romancing him is any better. Girlie will legit say stuff like "huh crazy how Blade keeps lingering his gaze on me and won't leave my side and blushes whenever I compliment him. This can't possibly mean anything though." They truly deserve each other lmao

Sometimes* I like to headcanon that it's less that MC doesn't notice that Blade probably likes her as time goes on, or that the various signs don't mean anything, and more that he gives off extremely mixed and confusing signals about whether he's actually going to do anything about it... 😅 Mr. Blade 'hungrily nuzzles your hand like your touch is water to a dying man but then immediately drops it and removes himself from the situation like you're lawyers adjourning a meeting' Bronwyn

[turtleblogatlast]

Every time I see trans Leo I smile. Like yes that turtle is trans thank you…

[scorchedmazes]

ok but think about it,, minho ran three years in the maze.

meaning he had a first day of running. a first week. a first month. a first year.

so,, imagine:

he runs the inner sections first. then gradually, he runs the outer sections. mostly alone at first, until alby decides they need partners.

each day his legs becoming more tired. more sore.

he hides it. he hides the pains in his sides as he runs. he hides the pain that shoots up and down his legs from overuse. he hides the fact that his lungs feel like they could explode if he runs anymore.

he hides all of that bc he’s the fastest runner,, which eventually leads to him being named keeper.

none of the gladers know that he spends the rest of his day/night massaging his legs and stretching. none of them notice how his face twitches in pain when he sits down or stands up after sitting for too long. none of them see how hard it is for him to hide his pain not only physically but mentally as well.

[nothankyoudear]

Arthur doesn't have many secrets, being the prince of Camelot and all, but he does have one that he's managed to keep from everyone but himself.

In the prince's royal chambers, underneath the bed, in a box that can only be unlocked with a key that Arthur carries by his side, there is a small brown journal.

Unlike the most common expectations for such a carefully secured book, what is inside this journal is - to put it plainly - not important at all. There are no secrets inside this journal that could bring Camelot to ruins. No ancient prophecies that could shift fate and history, and most certainly nothing of importance to Camelot and its people.

What is inside this journal is actually quite simple - There is a list.

But the fact that it is a list is not what deems its protection and security, it is the content of the list. It is the list of everything that Arthur has wanted since he was a mere child.

The list starts off simple with childish whims and demands. Things like a horse of his own and a sword that spans the length of the castle itself are not uncommon reoccurrences.

Then, as Arthur grows, the list of simple things begin to evolve. He writes that he wants a friend who isn't just friends with him because he's the prince. He writes that he wishes his father would look him in the eyes without some sort of judgement for once in his life. He writes that he wants his mother back.

He writes because he's not allowed to want or have, and at least this way he could fool himself into thinking that maybe - just maybe - one day he'd finally get what he wants.

Then, Merlin happens, and Arthur slowly realizes that he is writing about Merlin more and more often in this book that was supposed to be about his own selfish little desires.

He finds himself facing the fact that Merlin has somehow slowly slipped into every minuet crevice of his life, and has consumed the secrets that were supposed to be his own little safe haven.

But even with this knowledge, Arthur can't stop.

So he keeps writing.

He writes about how he wants to crawl beneath his blanket and cuddle up with Merlin on cold nights. He writes about how badly he wants to hold Merlin's hand in his every time he complains about the cold during one of their hunting trips. He writes about he wants to touch and kiss those ridiculous ears of his.

He writes about how he wishes he’s not the prince of Camelot so he could be with Merlin. He writes about wishing he had the confidence to just tell Merlin he loves him so desperately that it burns him from the inside out. He writes about how he wants nothing more than the chance to love.

And sooner or later, he finds himself picturing and writing about wanting a future with Merlin - a future where Merlin agrees with run off with Arthur to a small, remote village.

He's got it all written out - Arthur would feed the chickens and Merlin would pluck the berries they planted. They'd grow carrots and wheat and maybe even keep bees. They'd lean on each other and kiss as the sun sets.

Arthur would love Merlin, and Merlin would love him back.

But he knows that he's still not allowed to want or have, so he simply does what he always does: He writes in the journal, puts the journal in the box, and locks the box before returning it to the space underneath his bed.

Afterwards, he sleeps in his bed alone, hoping that he dreams of him and Merlin on their little farm tending to chickens.

And one day, as Arthur is feeding their chickens and Merlin is collecting ripened blueberries from the bushes they planted, Arthur will tell Merlin about the silly little journal that he wrote in about a silly little future just like the one they have. Merlin will smile at Arthur as they watch the sunset, and before they kiss, he'll whisper, “I know.”