Perhaps the true question is, ‘What pattern will they weave?’” “No,” Bradley replies, slowly. “That is not the question.”
ROTFLMAO!!!
Gaius, who is not the best at these sorts of things, explained to her that Winkles had choked on a chicken bone and died.
*facepalm* Poor Gwen!
If Arthur were more like this, Merlin thinks, maybe I might have an easier time saving his life. Then Merlin feels guilty for even thinking it.
Oof! Ouch!
‘Beer is the devil’s wee,’ she said, ‘and no child of mine will be drinking the wee of anyone or anything.’”
Aha ha ha ha! Oh, Hunith! ♥
Merlin knows what it’s like to suddenly end up in a role that holds you up and, at the same time, takes you apart. They can be equals in this, knowing each other in ways no one else can.
♥
“Oh fuck,” gasps Bradley. “Yeah, hold on.”
GUH!
I'm so, so, so happy you expanded and posted! ♥ (And if you decide to write more--the Arthur side, and/or the post-switchback story--I'm totally there, too!)
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Perhaps the true question is, ‘What pattern will they weave?’”
“No,” Bradley replies, slowly. “That is not the question.”
ROTFLMAO!!!
Gaius, who is not the best at these sorts of things, explained to her that Winkles had choked on a chicken bone and died.
*facepalm* Poor Gwen!
If Arthur were more like this, Merlin thinks, maybe I might have an easier time saving his life. Then Merlin feels guilty for even thinking it.
Oof! Ouch!
‘Beer is the devil’s wee,’ she said, ‘and no child of mine will be drinking the wee of anyone or anything.’”
Aha ha ha ha! Oh, Hunith! ♥
Merlin knows what it’s like to suddenly end up in a role that holds you up and, at the same time, takes you apart. They can be equals in this, knowing each other in ways no one else can.
♥
“Oh fuck,” gasps Bradley.
“Yeah, hold on.”
GUH!
I'm so, so, so happy you expanded and posted! ♥ (And if you decide to write more--the Arthur side, and/or the post-switchback story--I'm totally there, too!)