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I’m not a writing blog so I don’t have any WIPs but it looked really fun so I gave it a shot!
As they ride back through the dense forest, Arthur can’t help but notice how it all responds to Merlin. How the trees sway in time with the steps of Merlin’s horse. How the creatures seem to know whose presence they’re in, stopping and looking before scurrying away. How the forest itself seems to look brighter, more beautiful, as Merlin travels through. How did I never notice the power this man possesses? Why did he not tell me before?
Liam’s always been more of a winter person. The intense heat of summer has never been particularly helpful for his mood, and being constantly sweaty is not something he really enjoys. But as he watches Theo sitting beside him, eyes closed, face tilted up to the sun, Liam thinks maybe summer isn’t so bad. Especially when its warmth brings out the smile that made him fall in love with Theo in the first place.
“Super soldiers definitely do not cuddle,” Bucky deadpans. “I don’t cuddle.”
Sam gives him a look, eyebrow raised.
Bucky sighs, walks over to the empty side of the bed, and slides in. He watches a smile spread over Sam’s face as he takes Bucky into his arms. Pretty.
Bucky settles onto Sam’s chest, trying and failing to stop a satisfied hum. He hears a snort, then a mockingly soft, “Super soldiers don’t cuddle, my ass.”
Soft. That’s all that’s running through Eddie’s mind as he jumps off Skull Rock. Steve Harrington, former king and known ladies man, looks so fucking soft in that yellow sweater. Eddie’s eyes can’t help but flick towards him every time he moves. If Steve was the sun, then Eddie would be the sunflower made to constantly reach out for it without ever getting to touch it. Typical.
Nancy is one more cracked-eggshell-in-the-batter away from scrapping this whole idea and buying some cookies for Robin instead. Why in the hell did she say she loves baking? Why!
You know exactly why, a little — and incredibly unhelpful — voice supplies. Damn it. If Robin’s craving homemade chocolate chip cookies, then so help her God, Nancy’s going to make it happen.
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