#jstar1992

Building a house was hard work. Of course he knew this going into this but actually doing it? It was even more harder than he thought. Still, he didn’t complain or gripe.. well he might have cursed out a few times when he hit his head on something but that was it. This was what him and Janie wanted. They had told the gang they were gonna be back f it a few days looking for a new place for gang. This was true but they were also using this free time to get a start on their house. So far the base was made. Arthur was proud of their work and of their drive for this house. As the sun got hotter, Arthur called Janie over for a break. Once she came over he hugged her tightly before sitting down. Both of them were sweaty but no overly.

“What do you think of the house? I think it’s pretty damn good so far. Soon enough we’ll have a complete house in a few months.” Happiness coated his words and he was smiling happily. This was a rare look for him compare to his normal sarcastic face or his “grumpy” self. With though Janie he was always happy; even in bad days he was happy with her.

I am just so utterly confused... like it was so clear to me how they dug themselves in a hole with Katherine actually sleeping with Arthur. The sudden exile of Margaret Pole from court came out of absolutely nowhere and it was obviously just to get her to go against Katherine.

But like... Maybe I'm just overly biased because I love Katherine and Mary but ugh I just have a million problems with it. I mean I like the somewhat (?) wholesome ending of Katherine leaving with Mary but then... what about her going to Ludlow in 1525? What about her having TWO loving parents and being seen by England as Henry's heir? I know it was hard to make a happy ending when you're dealing with KoA but it just completely screws up the timeline. Also the fact that Anne Boleyn had like two minutes of screen time lmao. (Although I'm by no means a Boleyn fan)

Wanted to get this done today so I threw something together. Hope I’m not too late! (It’s Dec 26th here)

The gang always makes a point of celebrating birthdays

It’s a comforting constant in their hectic, troubled lives - something to hold on to, that comes every year, rain or shine

You haven’t been with them that long, so you’re not sure what to expect - you’re actually not really expecting anything. You’ve only joined a couple of months ago, after all

So you’re surprised to find a small pile of boxes outside your tent when you wake up that morning

They’re small things, of course - fresh peaches from Mary Beth, a new coffee cup from Lenny, a new holster from Hosea, a chocolate bar from Abigail (along with a drawing from Jack) - but they warm your heart all the same

Throughout the day, people come to you to wish you a happy birthday - even Micah and Bill, usually so gruff and coarse, seem to make an effort to be more polite

Pearson promises something special for dinner - you’re not sure whether you should be concerned or excited

You’ve yet to see Arthur, however, which is strange - after all, you’d seen him in his tent the previous night, which means he had left before you woke up, and since you always woke at the crack of dawn, he had left very early indeed

The sun sets without a trace of him - you’d grown concerned in the late afternoon, but Hosea had assured you that Arthur was fine, though he refused to tell you where he had gone

You finally see him ride back into camp in the early evening

He smiles at the sight of you, and steps down from his horse as you come up to him

You’re a bit angry at him for leaving without warning, but your anger melts away when he kisses your cheek and whispers: “Happy birthday, darlin’.”

You ask him where he’s been, but he smiles and stays silent. You’d find it frustrating but for the twinkle in his eyes - so you allow him to keep his secret, for now

Dinner comes and goes - you have to admit that Pearson outdid himself

Everyone comes together around the fire to raise a glass in your name - more than ever, you feel like you belong here, with them. The arm Arthur has loosely wrapped around your waist reinforces the thought

After that, Arthur draws you away from the camp - not too far, but just enough so that no one can overhear you

“Sorry about leavin’ like this,” he says. “Had some important business in Valentine.”

You see him pull a small box from his pocket, and your mind goes wild - you’d only been together for two or three months, it couldn’t be…?

Your thoughts must show on your face, because he chuckles quietly. “Not just yet, darlin’,” he says - you’d love to dwell on his words some more, but he opens the box before your thoughts can stray too far

Inside, you see a beautiful necklace - a delicate silver chain and a flower-shaped pendant

You’re speechless - in all your years, no one had given you anything half as beautiful as this

You look up at him after a few moments of silence. He almost seems… concerned? Dejected?

“If you don’t like it, I can - “ you lean forward and kiss his lips lightly, cutting him off. “It’s perfect.”

His relieved smile makes your heart skip a beat, and you turn around so that he can put it around your neck. The metal is cold when it first touches your skin. You feel his rough fingers at the nape of your neck as he clasps the necklace closed

You turn back toward him, drawing him into a hug with your arms around his neck

“Thank you, Arthur.” “Anythin’ for you, sweetheart.”

“You are with us then?” Spartacus kept his voice low, careful not to risk being overheard by guards or fellow gladiators. What he and the German brothers were attempting to set in motion...if any Roman caught even a whisper of their plans, it would be an end to them all.

@jstar1992

Taking a walk around town had been something Prompto had been itching to do all day. Pictures weren’t going to take themselves, and he’d missed out the last time he and his friends had come through. As he strolled along, he could have sworn he saw a vaguely familiar face.

Prompto just happened to be walking by when the announcement of flowers caught his ear. 

Arthur smiled at her. He couldn’t help but feel so happy, bubbly around her. She was like everyone he could have ever wanted. She was truly the way. He just knew it. “I don’t know who couldn’t fall for ya.. yer everything a man should want.” Arthur spoke softly. He places his hand on top of hers and squeezes them together.