#i hope you enjoy hehe

[puckinghischier]

I can just imagine doing a “soft launch” with Nico and him not understanding the concept of it and posting just a picture that’s very much you and the teams gc blowing up giving him shit

when you opened the burst of notifications suddenly flooding your phone, you’re confused. sure, you had just posted a soft launch of nico on your account, but you didn’t expect this kind of reaction to it, most of your close friends and family already knowing about him.

when you open the instagram app, though, you see none other than a post from your oh so sweet boyfriend, your smiling face next to his looking right back at you. his comments are full of fans talking back and forth about who you are and where you came from. you noticed the sudden influx of followers to your account, quickly switching your profile to private before any more make their way through.

the two of you had discussed doing a soft launch last night, agreeing that now is the time to do it, seeing as you’re getting pretty serious. you thought nico understood the concept, but bless his heart, he didn’t.

he had posted one of the most recent pictures the two of you had taken together. you were standing nestled close to him in front of the large tree at rockefeller center just across the bridge, big, loving smiles on both of your faces. the icing on the cake, though? he tagged you in the picture.

you noticed a few of his teammates in the comments, cheering the new relationship on and congratulating him for making it social media official.

ones such as timo, jack, and jesper, however, were poking fun at him. the three of them were the first of nico’s teammates you ever met, so you feel a bit closer to them than some of the others. you had actually crashed their lunch yesterday, joining the four hockey players for a quick cafe meal in-between practices.

they were included in your conversation, asking them their opinion and if it was too soon. when they all gave you their approval you continued the conversation with nico later that night, setting the plan into motion.

jack’s comment read “wow cap, this launch was about as soft as a rock,” while timo’s was along the lines of “soft on the ice, but not on the launches.”

jesper’s was a bit more to the point, simply stating “you’re not supposed to tag her, dumbass.”

before you could read any further comments, your screen was taken over by an incoming call from none other than your new instagram official boyfriend.

“sweetheart, i fucked up. i’m so sorry. i should have asked what you meant last night, but i thought we were just posting about each other. i had no clue it was supposed to be secretive and clever. you should have just told me what to post, now-“

“nico, neeks, calm down. take a breath, it’s fine,” you laugh at his rambles, interrupting his spiral that started the second you answered the phone, not even getting to say hello.

“you’re…not mad?” he stops mid-sentence, confused at your lack of fury at his mistake.

“no, i’m not mad. even if it did cause my phone to nearly crash because of how many notifications were coming through, it was cute,” you smile through your sentence, even though he can’t see you.

“oh…well….i guess i didn’t need to leave practice early then, huh?” he tells you, right as you hear the door open to your apartment, nico standing there with the key you gave him in hand.

you hang up your phone, standing from your couch and walking over towards him.

“why in the world would you leave practice early for something as silly as this?” you stand with your hands on your hips, looking at him disapprovingly.

he doesn’t meet your eye, seeming bashful all of a sudden. “well…if you were going to yell at me i would rather have had you do it in person, that way i could kiss you and tell you i loved you in person instead of over the phone,” he tells you honestly, looking like a little boy getting scolded by his parents.

rolling your eyes at him, you walk over and run your hands through his hair, letting your hands stop at the nape of his neck, arms resting on his shoulders as he looks down at you.

“well i’m not mad, but you can still kiss me and tell me you love me, since the entire state of new jersey—well, the united states and most of switzerland, probably—knows now,” you poke fun at him, scratching the bottom of his scalp while his arms come to circle around your waist.

smirking down at you, he meets your lips in a sweet kiss, barely able to savor it before his phone starts buzzing like crazy in his pocket, distracting both of you.

“now listen, i know i don’t have that many followers to freak out about my new hockey star boyfriend, so who’s blowing your phone up?” you pull back from the kiss, looking down at where his phone rests in the pocket of his sweats.

he pulls the device out, bringing it over so both of you can look at it. you see the messages continue to come through, the same name being seen on all of them: “the handsome devils”.

“that’s your groupchat name? the handsome devils? how original” you laugh at the team’s lack of creativity.

“it was jack’s idea,” nico shrugs, the explanation making perfect sense.

you can hardly read the messages because they’re coming in so fast, but you catch a few.

“nico, do we need to host an instagram class in lieu of practice one day?” dougie offers his admin skills to his captain.

“cap, even i know that soft launch means partial, not a full face shot,” followed by “i didn’t mean that the way that sounded, jack, don’t laugh,” from curtis, and then a “HAHAHA” from jack.

“does this mean i have to start calling her mom?” from luke was the last one you saw before looking up at nico, his furrowed brow showing his annoyance with his teammates.

you reach up to smooth the wrinkle between his full brows, leading him to look up at you instead of his phone.

“nico, they’re just poking fun. they all mean well,” you assure him, taking the still buzzing phone from his hands.

he pouts at you anyways, huffing out a sigh. “i just…felt really bad about all of this and they were all laughing at me when i was rushing out of the locker room, worried you were about to break up with me.”

you can’t help but let out your own laugh, finding it comical he actually thinks you would break up with him. his pout deepens at your laugh, crossing his arms and tucking into himself, yet again looking like a child.

“nico, i’m sorry, i’m not laughing at you, it’s just funny you think i’d break up with you over being too excited to tell people we’re dating and posting one of my favorite pictures of us on your very public instagram,” you assure him, untucking his arms from themselves and placing them back around your waist.

he lets himself relax a bit, getting comfortable in his hold on you again. “it is a really good picture of us, isn’t it?” he asks, looking down at you.

you nod your head yes, humming out a “mhmmm” before standing on your tip toes and pressing a kiss to his nose.

“now, why don’t we go make ourselves comfortable on the couch, order food, and think of snarky comebacks to send to your teammates for making fun of you?” you suggest, causing his face to light up.

“i knew i loved you for a reason,” he says enthusiastically, taking your arm and dragging you over towards the couch.

[ruqnmei]

Chapters: 7/? Fandom: 崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Jing Yuan/Yanqing (Honkai: Star Rail) Characters: Jing Yuan (Honkai: Star Rail), Yanqing (Honkai: Star Rail), Fu Xuan (Honkai: Star Rail), Tingyun (Honkai: Star Rail), Blade (Honkai: Star Rail), Yukong (Honkai: Star Rail), Qingque (Honkai: Star Rail), Jingliu (Honkai: Star Rail), Mimi | Jing Yuan's Lion (Honkai: Star Rail) Additional Tags: Slow Burn, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alternate Universe - Actors, idk if i will finish this but i was rly inspired by tonberry’s amazing jingyans, Not Beta Read, Minor Blade/Jing Yuan (Honkai: Star Rail), Underage Drinking, if you go by American standards, Age Difference, First Kiss, Mentioned Baiheng/Jingliu (Honkai: Star Rail), in like one line Summary:

Inspired by ”In Vino Veritas” by tonberry.

“The director said—“ Yanqing begins, and then stops.

Jing Yuan folds his arms over his chest and offers a smile that he hopes comes off encouraging, not condescending.

“The director said,” the boy repeats, “that I should get to know you better so I don’t feel as nervous around you.”

Jing Yuan laughs, at that. “Are you nervous?” he asks, stepping aside so Yanqing can enter.

Yanqing shrugs, noncommittal, but the tips of his ears are pink. “I watched some of your movies growing up,” the boy mumbles. “That’s all.”

[kuroosdarling]

(୨୧ᵕ̤ᴗᵕ̤) : you’ve been matched with … USHIJIMA !

@qichun

[anthomaniacs]

for the length of a heartbeat, it seemed to narcissa that the silence between them had taken on a new weight, or perhaps a different tension. she had braced herself for venom, but she'd not anticipated this display of boredom from the woman who was so infamous for her violent edges. narcissa tilted her chin, thin brows drawn in expectation, a little moisture lighting the down of her upper lip, and for the first time in a long time she felt truly disconcerted in front of her sister's apathy.

when bella pounced and the blow finally came, it connected as if on bone. she took her sister's mockery with a slight jerk of the shoulders and an almost imperceptible intake of breath. but goodness — she'd really forgotten how cruel her dearest sister could be.

"i am sorry, bella," narcissa conceded quietly, "i am. about azkaban. the dementors, the isolation — i would never have wished that on you. i — " she breathed in sharply, tearing her gaze away from bella as to recover her composure. "but do you think that it was easy for me? that your suffering was singular? your . . . faith to the dark lord tainted my family's reputation in ways i doubt you can even begin to imagine. now that you're back, now that you're here, you can not carry on destroying my peace, bella."

unconsciously, she took a step back, creating a sliver of space between them. nails dug into soft palms, leaving half-moon indents. bella's own talons were keen and stinging on her face, but narcissa's features had rearranged themselves into a severe stiffness.

"an inconvenience?" she repeated, low and cutting, "merlin, don't twist my words, bella. i hardly begrudge your presence, but you have stormed into this house with no regard for what has been built in your absence. will you behave yourself, at least? be proper, for once?"

and then, as if the ground beneath her cracked open, bella's next insult slammed into her with the force of a freight train. it was an attack aimed directly at the heart of all that narcissa held dear. who was she to talk about draco that way? or even lucius, for that matter? fury dripped like molten basalt to the tips of her fingers.

"you dare — " narcissa hissed, her voice trembling, not with fear, but with the kind of fury that burned cold and deadly. she stepped forward, wrenching herself from her sister's grip. "you dare speak of my son that way? call him weak? mock his father? how dare you, bellatrix!"

her pale cheeks were tinged with a dark, scorching crimson. "i will not tolerate your ridicule. let me make one thing very clear — you will not lay a hand on my son. not to 'correct' him, not to shape him in — in whatever way you please. if you so much as breathe another word against my draco — "

she paused, drew in a harsh breath. she would not lose control. miss bella? yes, narcissa had missed her sister, but she could not allow herself to fall back into her old patterns of submission, and especially not when so much was at stake. "you're right, bella," narcissa said coldly, "i have grown up. perhaps you should try it."

@crucioslut

For the duration of Narcissa's attempt at a speech, Bella watched as her sister stood before her with a rock solid stance, and despite the fact Bellatrix could sense a hint of nervousness bubbling far beneath her darling Cissy's surface, there also existed an unwillingness to be pushed down, bullied into submission like she'd done oh so many times before under the ruling iron fist of the elder Black swan. Thin arms crossed as the witch sat back and sighed, as if she was bored. Terribly unentertained by this conversation and longing for it to be over. Yet another tactic to break Narcissa down. When she was done, Bellatrix observed physically that Narcissa let go of a weight, the tension in her sharp shoulders settling. "You've been waiting to say that for three weeks. Are you quite finished, sister?" Her cruel brusied lips mocked. "How dare you?" Bella's neutral expression twisted into something rather ugly and accusatory taking on the characteristic of that of a spoiled child not getting their way. Her face glowed hot pink as she lunged up right, swiftly changing her relaxed position in the chair. "All of this time away, away from you, from the free world with nobody besides the-" There was a hesitation, a subtle stumble upon words. "-Dementors, to keep me company. All alone, Cissy. Nobody! I had nobody! And this is what I'm met with? This pathetic display of what, exactly?" The elder sister gestured to Narcissa, scoffing. "Who are we playing today, sister?" Had she really forgotten that Bellatrix knew her better than anybody else? Better than her own husband.. Perhaps even better than she knew herself? "Cissy has grown up in my absence, it seems. Found her voice." Bella was up on her feet and closing the distance between the two of them, continuing in a low, rumbling tone. "Well, I sincerely apologize that my presence has proven to be such an inconvenience to you. Unfortunately Lestrange Manor is unsafe, and for the time being we've been ordered to stay put. And! Whilst I'm here, I'll continue to do what I enjoy." Bellatrix reached out, long talons clipped the sides of Narcissa's cheeks when Bella gripped her chin to force a held gaze. "It's a blessing I'm here, really. Draco is weak." Bellatrix shook her head showing just how disappointed she was when it came to her nephew. "I could feel it the minute I laid my eyes on him again. You've been much too soft with him. If somebody doesn't correct him now, he'll wind up just like his father." Snickering, Bellatrix let go of Narcissa abruptly. "We can't have that. One laughing stock in the family is one too many as is." The dark witch sighed sadly. "To think I was under the impression that after all this time, you might have missed me." Inside, Bellatrix was indeed offended by this confrontation, and taken aback by it as well.

[lambilegs]

I adore your best friend's older sister! Sevika headcanons, literally been rereading since last night 😫

I had a thought, a little crumb, a little ✨food for thought ✨, but what about Best friend's older sister! Sevika getting jealous. Maybe they aren't together yet and she spots reader getting a lil too cozy with another friend. Or maybe they are together and Sevika is not liking the way reader's coworker is gettin a lil too comfy 👀😤

I've truly thought about this too often lol, sorry for the rambles ♡

best friend's older sister!sevika getting jealous <3

note to anon: BAE DON'T APOLOGIZE THIS IDEA IS SOOOO <33 and omg thank you so so much!! I'm so happy you like it hehe. so, I decided to expand upon the first idea you gave because it's so so good, though I LOVE both. like, thank you so much for sending these thoughts AHHH <33

so, I totally agree with you that best friend's older sister!sevika would definitely be possessive. it's only worsened pre-confession because you're not hers yet, so she doesn't feel like she has much of a right to do anything about it. at least if you guys were together, she could wrap her arm around your waist or kiss your head, something silent to signify to others that you're hers.

but, as much as you two have teased and been pushing and pulling these past few months, that's all it's been. push, pull, push, pull. no confession, no asking out, no dates. and, listen, sevika doesn't mind the long game necessarily -- she knew from the get go that if she was gonna be pursuing you, it'd have to be serious. she wasn't about to get into some vague, unidentified shit with her sister's best friend. not only would her sister kill her for that, but it's not even what she's interested in in the first place. it's easy to talk to you, to trust you. it's easy to want something longterm with you. but, longterm means she needs to put in the work of trusting you. and for her, that takes a while. so, she doesn't mind the long game.

what she does mind, though, is that taking things slow means that in this whole getting-to-know-you phase, she doesn't know exactly where your head is at. if you want something serious, if you're ready for a relationship. she knows she should be asking you these questions, but as much as she hates to admit it, it makes her uncomfortable to think of being so honest about these feelings of hers. and what being honest could potentially lead to, like a pierce into your guys' relationship, whatever the hell it is.

but, goddammit, is it fucking hard to not grab you, drag you to her room and show you exactly how she feels when you're on the living room couch, canoodling up to one of the girls in yours and her sister's friend group. she knows how it is for you guys. no boundaries, endless amounts of teasing, flirting, nasty jokes. but, that doesn't make it any easier to see you nuzzling your head into one of their shoulders, the two of you swapping and laughing hysterically over suggestive comments about leaving the room to do some "private activities."

sevika grits her teeth from where she can hear the conversation, gripping the handle to the fridge hard. she sucks in a sharp breath, shakes her head, and grabs her bottle of water from the side shelf. shutting it close quietly, she makes her way to her bedroom, sock-clad feet heavy against the wood.

when she walks past your group, practically cuddled in the living room, she nods quietly at the group of you guys, feeling her shoulders tense up when you and her make eye contact. your head darts off your friend's shoulder, and she nearly snickers. you really aren't subtle when it comes to paying her attention. and today, she doesn't feel like returning it, her stomach clenched in anger over the unabashed flirting she just overheard.

she's in the middle of tinkering at her desk, tweaking some annoying shit that keeps making a scraping noise every few hours, when a knock comes to her room.

"yeah?" she mutters, trying not to throw the screwdriver right at the wall.

when you poke your head in, she glances at your momentarily before continuing her work. she hates how her stomach flips at your arrival, how she suddenly feels clumsy with the tools under your gaze.

"what?"

you start from where you lean on her doorframe. "I just, um, wanted to check if we're good?"

"just peachy," she huffs out, dragging her wrist past her brow, which is sticky with sweat. "why?"

"well, um..." you trail off, shifting on your feet. "you usually smile or say hi now, and right now, you didn't."

she feels a flash of irrational annoyance. she doesn't like the fact that you can read her so easily, as though you have her constantly under a microscope. she doesn't wanna have to deal with her jealousy, her feelings, but you cornering and confronting her like this doesn't make that easy.

"I'm fine."

she blinks hard at the gears when her bedroom door softly clicks shut.

"no, you're not. sevika, come on, what's wrong?" you trot over to her desk, standing right next to her, shoving your presence into her space. "tell me."

she sighs, her body stiff with embarrassment and irritation at your stubbornness. god, things would be so much easier if you weren't so damn feisty, always snapping back at her. but, at the same time, though she'd never tell you, she can't help but like your persistence.

"do you have to be so damn flirty with all your friends?" she bites, immediately regretting the words as soon as they shoot out. so much for subtlety.

your head jerks back. "that's why you're upset? sevika, I've always flirted with them, you know that. I'm sure you've seen your fair share of it for years now."

"yeah, well, now, it's different." she keeps her eyes locked onto the desk, and when she realizes just how thinly veiled the implication of her words are, she rushes to add, "now, I think it's risky shit. you know, someone could get the wrong idea."

you scoff. "it's been like this for years. no one will get the wrong idea."

she rolls her eyes, grumbling incoherent words. she knows you're right. she's made her own fair share of jokes like that with her buddies, even the ones she wouldn't be caught dead with in any lifetime. and you're right, your little gang has always been like this. but, none of that helps to dampen the burning irritation that grows in her stomach when she sees you being so touchy with someone who isn't her. with someone who may think they have a chance with you, no matter how slim. she doesn't want you to have options, she wants to be the only one you see in that way.

"and I don't want you to get the wrong idea, either."

she freezes at the words, her hand stilling.

you inch in closer and your warm palm rests on her shoulder. she feels something stir inside her at the touch, wishing you'd slide the rest of your hand down her arm. you guys have touched briefly, sure, but it's usually fleeting, teasing. this, though? this is tender, and -- it's intimate. you're trying to reassure her, she can tell. she knows it's a nice thing to do, but a part of her cringes at the fact that her feelings were so badly concealed that you even needed to comfort her at all. she should be better than this.

"I don't see anyone in my group like that, okay?" you pause, and the silence between you two thickens. right before it becomes suffocating to the point of sevika forcing herself to respond, you add, your voice quiet and shaky, "trust me, it's not my friends whose attention I want like that. just one other person... who's close by."

her nostrils flare, her breaths feeling tighter than before. are you saying what she thinks you are?

"okay," she manages to get out.

"okay." your hand slips from her shoulder, and she feels the cold of your absence as you turn to leave. without thinking, her hand flies up, catching yours.

your head whips to her in surprise, eyes wide and curious.

she thumbs at your pulse point, some of her confidence regaining through feeling how it spikes. but, still, there's an undercurrent of discomfort, so she tries to steady her voice before saying, "you know, I have a pretty good shoulder too."

you laugh, ducking your head down. sevika tries not to pull you in closer, coax you to look at her when she talks. "yes, I'm sure you do," you respond, a sarcastic lilt to your voice.

"well, obviously. you're always checking me out when I work out."

you splutter, eyebrows scrunched indignantly. "well, that's because you insist on working out in front of us always! for all I know, maybe you're the one who's into someone in our group."

your voice is mocking, but sevika hears the tremors of it towards the end. are you nervous that she maybe is into someone else but you? or are you hopeful it's you?

you gave her a bit of assurance, so she might as well return the favour.

"maybe there is someone I'm trying to impress. someone who'd maybe notice that more if they weren't always shoving their face in other people's chests."

she can see how your eyes bulge at the semi-confession, your palm slick with sweat in her hand. your mouth flaps open for a few seconds, before shakily saying, "well, you did offer yourself up as a substitute."

her cheeks ache with how hard she's trying not to grin too widely. "don't get too excited."

you wring your hand from her grip, smiling coyly as you reach for her doorknob. "I'll try to contain myself."

[srfiv]

i've been spoiled with the overwhelmingly positive feedback on the last piece, have another one that i can't seem to get right with colour

[tojis-gf]

lactation kink w/ toji x reader

an: okok this has been something i've wanted to actually indulge in for a minute and i'm rlly nervous abt it >_< if you aren't into this stuff, pls just skip past. + not proofread !

it was any other tuesday night, toji had put your two children down for bed which you couldn't appreciate more as you've been so exhausted. sure you're on maternity leave, but being at home doing chores around the house is so exhausting on your poor little pregnant body, especially with having to take care of two littles : ( but toji makes sure to help out when he's around and not working.

you're currently 27 weeks along and as of lately, your breasts have began to leak. toji doesn't mind, if anything, it makes the blood rush straight down to his cock. it absolutely turns him on. you're almost positive that toji loves seeing you pregnant because of how dense and plump your tits get, all filled up with milk for his baby that he put inside your warm womb.

as you watch some shitty reality tv show to try and relax for a bit, you begin to massage your breasts, as they're so sore, heavy, and full of milk. toji makes his way over to the couch, plopping down next to you, noticing your discomfort, "what's wrong baby" he says, reaching out to squeeze your tits, "are the girls feelin' extra full t'day? hm, y' want me t'make em' feel better hm?" he says with a smirk on his face. he knows the answer to that, he just wants to hear you beg for him to suck on your tits. "mhm, they're s'full, pretty please baby, make me feel better" you whine and of course he's wasting no time, not even bothering to lift your cute little lace tank top that can barely support your tits, rather pulling them out, letting the neck-line rest under them.

he begins with your right tit, mouth latched onto your nipple, sucking like there is no tomorrow, your sweet milk dripping from his mouth onto your tit, eventually dripping onto your pants but you didn't care, it felt sooo good. when it comes to your tits, that is definitely toji's oral fixation. if he could suck on them all day long he 100% would. he peers up at you through dazed eyes, drunk off your taste, "how does that feel babe, feels fuckin good right?" he says before switching to your left tit, attacking it like there was no tomorrow, you swear you could cum just from the sight of this "hah~ y-yeah baby, feels s'good mhm..keep goin' pleaseee" you babble in even more of a daze than he's in.

at this point, he's just kissing all over them, leaving love bites on the parts that'll be non-visible in tops, your nipples are so sore at this point you're unsure you'll even be able to bare it any longer, as much as you do enjoy all the love toji shows for your tits. "b-baby, thank you" you say as you go down to kiss the top of his head, "as much as i love you sucking on my tits, i'm starting to become a bit more sore than i initially was" you giggle, "lay here though, i'd like that a lot...". and he does, head resting against your bare chest as the two of you drift off into a slumber, quickly interrupted by the cries of your two-year old son. "don't worry, i got it, relax mama" he says, planting a kiss onto your chest, rising from the couch to tend to your son.

[lilybug-02]

Looks like the entire household is together! I wonder where Miss. Toriel is?

Part 25 || First || Previous || Next

--Full Series--

A fun continuation! Lots of crazy vibes. Due to school, I'll be taking another month/months hiatus. I should really stop making so many cliffhangers ;P

[atompalace-official]

❄️ a sweet Advent afternoon at the Atom Palace ✨ { my trainersona }

wishing you all a Merry Christmas and Happy New Year! 🎄🎀🩵💕

[14dayswithyou]

💖 EVEN MORE DAY 4 SNEAK PEEKS! 💖

[cherry-bomb-ships]

Powerpuff Girls - Mojo Jojo by Various Storyboarders

The goal of this gifset project was to compare the art style of a few select storyboarders, seeing how their way of drawing Mojo Jojo affected the final product on-screen. The differences may be subtle, but lined up next to each other I feel like they're quite apparent! I highly encourage clicking on each gif to see them individually as well!

Reblogs very appreciated, this took a lot of time! 💝

[zlarirosa]

[ mafia au ] it was common knowledge that the late Lily and James Potter didn't have a child.

[kikker-oma]

Fanart based off of THIS AMAZING WHUMPTOBER FIC of @skyward-floored 's!! Please read it and it's sequel❤️

Warning: Blood, stabbing, character under control

[theroundbartable]

Concept where Arthur really dislikes Mithian but Merlin thinks she's great and Arthur is really confused

Ok but, blond Mithian or brown haired-was held hostage by Morgana - Mithian? Because those are two entirely different people XD

Anyways. I smell jealous Arthur in this one.

The day Arthur decided to invite Mithian to Camelot is a dark one. Gwen had betrayed him and Arthur had - in an outburst of emotion- banned her from Camelot. A fact he feels very guilty about.

The thing was, Arthur didn't even know why this made him so upset. Not Gwen, perhaps not even Mithian herself, no.... Merlin. Merlin was the problem.

Merlin liked her.

Merlin was not supposed to like her. Merlin was supposed to be angry and defend Gwen and oppose this marriage, but he didn't. He liked Mithian. And because Merlin liked Mithian, Arthur hated her.

Mithian: Could it be that maybe... This isn't about us?

Arthur: I'm not entirely over Gwen yet, but -

Mithian: no. This has nothing to do with her. It's about Merlin, isn't it? I can tell. You like him. And you don't like that he likes me.

Arthur: I don't like Merlin

Mithian: now that's the stupidest lie I've ever heard. You feel guilty because you like him and yet you cast Gwen away because she liked another.

Arthur: that's not what this is!!!

Mithian: oh please. You may be able to fool Merlin and yourself as well, but you cannot fool me.

Arthur: and what makes you so certain?

Mithian:... I read your diary.

[minhtblue]

Let's Carry VBS!: Kohane Edition + Bonus!

(Akito Edition) (An Edition) (Toya Edition)

[mirensiart]

pain sharing au feat wild finally gets his haired dealt with by the guys with sisters who know how to brush long hair lol

Super self indulgent to me and also a small offering to @chiangyorange since I know they like wars+wild duo hehehe 🤲🏻💖