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Owlthur - a doodle inspired by quartzfox
Arthur has one Norse boyfriend and one Swiss-Irish boyfriend. He HAS to know about Eurovision.
(He might, but mun is a barely - online - anymore Brooklynite who was under the impression that Eurovision was like, European Cablevision. . .)
Arthur’s confusion about his cloak is actually legit -- he bought it in the eastern country, where it is common dress. Especially among the Univir.
for rf_69min. Mahou Ouji ☆ Miracle Arthur
the prompt was Magical Girls People :’^T
((Help. Work!Leon got new glasses. ))
Dominant Arthur and Frey by request! Arthur’s hair baffles me on so many levels. Frey’s hair is pure magic and sunshine and windchimes~
“Really? I thought my hair was very stylish and yet simple.”
These smol children and their mom belong to my friend, and are looking to get adopted! They’re ADORABLE, love to play and have socialized well with people! They’re around 6 weeks and are starting to get weaned!
If you’re in the Houston TX, Southwest Tx, Alvin Tx, Sugarland Tx, Pearland TX area, let me know if you wanna adopt any of these babs!
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Do not watch if you are feeling manly and wish to continue feeling manly today as this will melt you into a puddle of gooey mush
“...I have neveer felt so... So manly...”
(edelweissmage) ❃
22. Amusement Park
He still wasn’t sure why he’d agreed to this; he had too much work to do, but his friends were right. He needed the break…
Well, that was a fumble. Vai thought Arthur would be impressed with his stab at French, but it appears to have no impact. In fact, his date seems more confused than before.
But he understands a complicated family. With a politically controversial father and a missing mother, Vailintin doesn’t talk much about his parents either. Even his mother’s family can be a touchy subject, as there’s a 17-year gap in their relationship.
He nods. “There’s a saying in English, “the blood of the covenant is thicker than the water of the womb”. Sometimes the bonds with friends are stronger than the bonds with your family.” Vailintin steps ahead of Arthur and opens the door for him. The restaurant is fairly empty; mostly everyone seems to be at the carnival.
“I’m more than confident that I can guide you, at least in this manner of things.”
“We have a similar saying where i am from, though not everyone holds by it,” he says a bit reservedly. Shrugging slightly, he smiles once again at Vai and steps through the inner door held by Vai. Two doors so close on one another seems a strange way to do things. Arthur wonders how that came about.
“I would be honored to be guided by you,” Arthur says, a bit more flirtatiously, with just a hint of innuendo. He looks around the restaurant; indeed, it does seem to work hard at providing “atmosphere” with its somewhat dimmed lighting, dark wood, and lots of plants. He peers closely at one or two of them; they’re real. “This is a very lovely restaurant,” he observes.
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11: A romantic night out.
Vailintin fixes his tie, fussing over his outfit. He did say he wanted to go to dinner with Arthur earlier, but…he didn’t realize Arthur would take it and run with it to this extent.
Then again, Arthur is Arthur…give him an inch, and he’ll take a mile.
With a sigh, he smooths down his shirt and goes to the door. “I’m ready to go when you are…where did you say we were going, again?”
Vailintin puts together a simple crepe with strawberries and blueberries, and just a drizzle of honey on top. He brings them up with some milk and sits down on the floor, not wanting to get crumbs on the bed.
He’s about to start digging in to his breakfast when Arthur brings up a point. Vai puts down his utensils and reaches out to touch Arthur’s knee gently.
“Not at all, my love. I know you love me, and I know you love me deeply. I love you too. I made that remark in passing. I apologize if it upset you so; that was not my intention.”
Arthur nods, and though the lines around his eyes and mouth are lessened, he clearly has some remaining concerns. “If you are certain,” he says, sighing. After the revelations of the past night, he’s still more than a little amazed to find Vai so comfortable with him, much less still with him at all.
The smell of the food reaches him and he sighs again, thoughtfully this time. “That does smell like a good idea. I shall return in a moment.” It does not escape him that he’s still largely dressed as he had been the day before as he gets out of bed. His own repertory of recipes is rather limited, so he prepares himself a bowl of cereal with milk -- that being something even he can’t mess up, and returns to the bedroom to sit on the floor opposite Vai. “Sometimes I think I should learn to cook better,” he says as he digs in.
(edelweissmage) ❃
22. Amusement Park
He still wasn’t sure why he’d agreed to this; he had too much work to do, but his friends were right. He needed the break…
It takes him a while to answer. Vailintin hasn’t seen the movie that line is from, but he knows the movie and he knows the line, and he has a response to it, even though Arthur might not understand what he says.
“Filles françaises ne…semblent pas différent pour moi.” He smiles. Vai’s French isn’t particularly good, but it isn’t particularly bad. His pronunciation would be good if not for his accent. “That is, French girls don’t look different to me. I’m not attracted to women.” He blushes.
“I know you well enough to know that I want to see you again. I cannot say for sure what will develop between us, but I enjoy your company. I feel at ease with you. It makes me happy to finally have a relaxing conversation with someone I have something in common with. I love my family, but they can be…rambunctious. And I didn’t grow up with them, so there is that gap.” Vailintin shrugs delicately.
“The restaurant is here!” He gently tugs on Arthur’s arm, pointing to a slightly-worn sign reading Il Giardino.
Arthur blinks in bewilderment, not so much at Vai’s use of the foreign tongue but at his explanation. “I did not realize that being attracted to girls, French or otherwise, had anything to do with drawing them,” he says with evident confusion. “As for the rest...” He does not bother to hide his own pleased smile. “I think perhaps it would be best if we spent some time in getting to know one another. My family... Is very complicated as well,” he settles on saying. He does not know how much Vai knows of his history, and he’s not sure he’s ready to share very much of it just yet. “But I will not deny that I think I should enjoy it very much,” he says as he opens the door and holds it open for Vai.
“For the moment, however, I place myself in your hands; this is quite foreign territory for me,” he says with a slight grin.
some one sit me down and tell me that I need to stop
“...I am never going to live this down...”
(edelweissmage) "Oh, but you look very nice!" Vai nuzzles into his hair.
“Hmm? Oh, thank you,” Arthur says, befuddled. Where did that come from? With a shrug, he pulls Vai into his arms.
If you could change anything about Rune Factory 4, what would you change?
“...My clothes,” Arthur mutters.
(edelweissmage) There is naught but high-pitched giggling from Vai as he puts the picture down.
Arthur vacillates between turning white and red. Finally he picks up the picture, wonders where the hell Loki found it, wagers Leon had something to do with it, and shoves it back behind another stack of papers on a shelf. “You weren’t supposed to see that,” he grumbles.