YOU NEED TO WRITE THAT NC17 FIC IN LONG FORM. WITH A HAPPY ENDING PLEASE. ... ALSO, HERE IS A SONG TO GO WITH THAT FIC WHICH YOU WILL WRITE ... INFACT I WILL MAKE YOU A WHOLE OST IF YOU WRITE IT, OKAY!?
OMFG, YOU PLAY DIRTY, BB! Oh, damn your excellent taste and your persuasiveness. I've got some stuff already on my writing to-do list, but now you've gone and tempted me and I'll be adding the boarding school AU to my plot bunny folder. Also I want to know how you had a song that fit that drabble so perfectly available in, like, TWO SECONDS. TELL ME YOUR NINJA SECRETS, B! LOLOL ^___^ <333 (BTW, that song you linked to? LOOOOOVE =o)
“The Bradley James Happy Naked Funtime Hour.” THEY SHOULD MAKE IT AND LIST BRADLEY'S COCK AS BRADLEY'S COSTAR. WHY SO PRETTY, BRADLEY??
ahaha I thought the same thing when Arthur was dressing himself "Why are you dressed?" said Merlin, reproachful, as he set Arthur's breakfast tray on the table.
"Well, it is the morning," said Arthur very slowly, as if talking to a small, dim child. "That's generally what one does in the morning."
"Yes, but dressing you is my job," said Merlin, frowning and reaching out to straighten the collar of Arthur's jacket as Arthur sat down. Arthur batted his hand away.
"You're complaining about me lightening your workload?" said Arthur, raising an eyebrow at him, and Merlin said, "Well, I'd just have liked it a little more if you'd let me off a chore that was actually unpleasant, like mucking the stables or lugging water up the stairs for your bath." He reached out for Arthur's collar again, and Arthur grabbed his wrist.
"Why, Merlin," said Arthur, teasing, "I had no idea you were so keen to serve me. I knew there was a proper little servant hidden in there somewhere!" and Merlin rolled his eyes and tried to tug his arm away, but Arthur didn't let go.
"Or maybe you just like seeing me undressed, is that it, Merlin?" he said, expecting a laugh or maybe a disgusted scoff, but instead Merlin--well, he blushed.
"I think you've overestimated your appeal, sire. As usual," said Merlin, and tried to pull his wrist back again, and it was only then that Arthur realized his grip had tightened, his thumb pressed to the thin blue vein in Merlin's wrist, and Merlin says, "Let go, that hurts," and Arthur does, immediately.
Arthur doesn't stop thinking about it for the rest of the day, though: the frantic, fluttery push of Merlin's heartbeat against his thumb; the way Merlin had looked at him, just for a moment, before looking away.
CAN WE CONVERT MORE SPN FANS TO MERLIN NAO, PLZ? THERE SHOULD BE AN INFOMERCIAL OR SMTHG, Y/MFY? We'd be, like, "Are you tired of all the angst and crying and mytharcs in your fandom? Would you like to take a break from it with a shinyhappygay boy wizard and his cocky blond master and the fics about them fucking, and snarking, and snarking while fucking? Or if that's not your thing, then no fear, we've got something for everybody! That's because in our young, nubile, silly cast, everybody flirts with everybody! We also have a booming RPF niche and Bradley Motherfucking James, the coolest cat in all of Great Britain. Act now!"
BUAHAHAHA ONCE AGAIN, THE KARLA PREVAILS. ALSO, I COULD TELL YOU BUT THEN I'D HAVE TO RAPE KILL YOU. IT'S TOUGH BEIN' A NINJA. I SHOULD WRITE A RAP SONG ABOUT IT. I'm glad you like the tunes!
BRADLEY'S PRETTINESS CAUSES ME SERIOUS CHEST PAINS. I WANT TO GO TO THERE.
INSTA-FIC IS INSTANT. AND AMAZING. YES.
THAT INFOMERCIAL NEEDS TO EXIST LIKE, YESTERDAY. YOU SHOULD WRITE A SONG ABOUT IT, BB. I WANT NEED BRADLEY AND HIS FAY CO-STAR IN MY PANTS PLEASE.
OMFG, YOU PLAY DIRTY, BB! Oh, damn your excellent taste and your persuasiveness. I've got some stuff already on my writing to-do list, but now you've gone and tempted me and I'll be adding the boarding school AU to my plot bunny folder. Also I want to know how you had a song that fit that drabble so perfectly available in, like, TWO SECONDS. TELL ME YOUR NINJA SECRETS, B! LOLOL ^___^ <333 (BTW, that song you linked to? LOOOOOVE =o)
“The Bradley James Happy Naked Funtime Hour.”
THEY SHOULD MAKE IT AND LIST BRADLEY'S COCK AS BRADLEY'S COSTAR. WHY SO PRETTY, BRADLEY??
ahaha I thought the same thing when Arthur was dressing himself
"Why are you dressed?" said Merlin, reproachful, as he set Arthur's breakfast tray on the table.
"Well, it is the morning," said Arthur very slowly, as if talking to a small, dim child. "That's generally what one does in the morning."
"Yes, but dressing you is my job," said Merlin, frowning and reaching out to straighten the collar of Arthur's jacket as Arthur sat down. Arthur batted his hand away.
"You're complaining about me lightening your workload?" said Arthur, raising an eyebrow at him, and Merlin said, "Well, I'd just have liked it a little more if you'd let me off a chore that was actually unpleasant, like mucking the stables or lugging water up the stairs for your bath." He reached out for Arthur's collar again, and Arthur grabbed his wrist.
"Why, Merlin," said Arthur, teasing, "I had no idea you were so keen to serve me. I knew there was a proper little servant hidden in there somewhere!" and Merlin rolled his eyes and tried to tug his arm away, but Arthur didn't let go.
"Or maybe you just like seeing me undressed, is that it, Merlin?" he said, expecting a laugh or maybe a disgusted scoff, but instead Merlin--well, he blushed.
"I think you've overestimated your appeal, sire. As usual," said Merlin, and tried to pull his wrist back again, and it was only then that Arthur realized his grip had tightened, his thumb pressed to the thin blue vein in Merlin's wrist, and Merlin says, "Let go, that hurts," and Arthur does, immediately.
Arthur doesn't stop thinking about it for the rest of the day, though: the frantic, fluttery push of Merlin's heartbeat against his thumb; the way Merlin had looked at him, just for a moment, before looking away.
CAN WE CONVERT MORE SPN FANS TO MERLIN NAO, PLZ?
THERE SHOULD BE AN INFOMERCIAL OR SMTHG, Y/MFY? We'd be, like, "Are you tired of all the angst and crying and mytharcs in your fandom? Would you like to take a break from it with a shinyhappygay boy wizard and his cocky blond master and the fics about them fucking, and snarking, and snarking while fucking? Or if that's not your thing, then no fear, we've got something for everybody! That's because in our young, nubile, silly cast, everybody flirts with everybody! We also have a booming RPF niche and Bradley Motherfucking James, the coolest cat in all of Great Britain. Act now!"
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Now go write some more porn before I have to beg. *pouts*
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BRADLEY'S PRETTINESS CAUSES ME SERIOUS CHEST PAINS. I WANT TO GO TO THERE.
INSTA-FIC IS INSTANT. AND AMAZING. YES.
THAT INFOMERCIAL NEEDS TO EXIST LIKE, YESTERDAY. YOU SHOULD WRITE A SONG ABOUT IT, BB. I WANT NEED BRADLEY AND HIS FAY CO-STAR IN MY PANTS PLEASE.
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