#cmiray

the elevator doors open. he goes to take a step forward but once he sees miray standing there he immediately places his foot down. “ uh ... if i go in, will you kiss me again or are you capable of keeping your hands to yourself? ” @cmiray​​

hshq as disney heroes part 02  /  @jinzhaohui , @tywysoges-g, @cmiray, @thcrc, @fvmikc

“ you like colors ! ” she ran her fingers along miray’s upper arm, the blue fabric smooth beneath her fingers. “ it’s pretty. especially the headpiece. ” she twirled the white wine inside her glass as she assessed the other’s outfit. “ very very pretty. ” ( @cmiray​ )

no complaints, no cursing. not vulgar, childish nor unbecoming. it was a painful conversation. the sultan’s hand feels heavy on his shoulder. “ well then, you’ve got to come to scotland some time. we have some pretty good courses, and you can give me a run for my money. ” he clicks his tongue against the roof of his mouth as he makes a small swinging motion with his wrists. then he spots miray approaching them, and his hands return to his sides, sliding them into his pockets. @cmiray​​​

@nikelykke & @cmiray

“ crybaby ! ” nike's shout was loud enough to easily reach across the restaurant’s patio. she lifted her hand a bit for a small wave. “ come sit with me. i need some entertainment and you like talking. ” so much that nike had come to the conclusion that the young princess let state secrets slip past her lips. their conversation at the coronation had convinced nike that it was actually very beneficial to endure spending time with the turk.

@gcnoa