James's need to protect is counterbalanced by Reese's resolve to fight; they both care about you in different ways.
JR route from the Fernweh Saga by @lacunafiction !!
>:3 @evilbunnyking and I teamed up to commission @mariemarion as THESE TWO okay. Gods, this is gorgeous. Love this game, love these characters!!
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visiting nobles/lords/royals quickly notice that merlin has arthur’s ear and that arthur values merlin’s opinion above all others. when they’re having trouble convincing arthur to go along w their plan or sign their Important Document, they go to merlin to try and convince him to convince arthur. merlin knows what they’re doing. merlin does not want to push arthur one way or another, he wants arthur to make his own choices and lead his people as he sees fit. merlin satisfies both of their needs by seeming apologetic that he can’t convince arthur of this but maybe they can and gives them “tips and tricks” on how to soften arthur up to agreeing to the plan.
its all bullshit.
so far he’s convinced a princess (looking for marriage) that arthur loves frogs and pranks so she filled his chambers with a bunch of toads (arthur is terrified of frogs), a lord (was “wronged” by another lord and wanted a portion of his land) that arthur is a fan of the arts, particularly music, and he ended up breaking into song and dance in front of everyone, and a nobleman (arguing against the repealed magic ban and hoping to bring back uther’s laws) that arthur LOVES potatoes and to just give him one throughout the day whenever he seems him so arthur will associate the nobleman with the joy of receiving his favorite food so he’ll be more inclined to the nobleman’s request (arthur despises potatoes).
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Imagine getting ready for bed, James is already lying down, exhausted and just wanting to sleep.
You finally get into bed and slip under the heavy covers, you wriggle and get closer to James, so close that your back is flushed with his chest, and he wraps an arm around your torso and squeezes you gently before sighing dramatically.
You grab his hand and brought it up to your chin, like you do most nights.
Though this time, he tightens his grip again, his hand moving towards him and under your neck, your chin resting in his elbow and his forearm supporting your head. Your hands moved from splayed on the mattress in front of you and cupping his bicep, giggling quietly.
“What?” he mumbled, huffing and puffing, even though he’s not really annoyed at your hysterics.
“Nothing,” you smiled, leaving one hand resting on the pillow and the other lying on the rest of the bed in front of you.
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Yeah no I’ll be thinking about this for a while
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