Wade smiled at the sudden kiss, if every time he got shot he got a kiss, well frankly he’d be having a much better time. Gripping her hips he pulls her body closer to his, kissing her back deeper, it hurt a little as his wound pressed against her but it was worth it. 

Since becoming Arthur’s manservant, Merlin has met many members of royalty. But they normally don’t talk TO HIM. He’s the mindless servant, after all. Just watching. But somehow, he has become part of the conversation either through her own ideas or Arthur just wanting him to feel included. “I’m Merlin, your highness. Been serving under Arthur for several years now.” He isn’t afraid to not refer to the crown prince by his title. It’s just not what they do.

Jefferson was still very young and experimenting with the hat, so of course in one of his first jumps, he appeared in Wonderland severely injured because he still didn’t understood the hat’s rules, and apparently he broke some of them and the cause was..well it showed in his body, he was lucky there was someone near by, a literal white woman, it almost looked like an angel, she took him to a castle and treated his injuries in there herself, it really had been a miracle because minutes after he got to the castle he passed out from exhaustion and pain.

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       Winter’s shadow echoes where she steps, discomfort in the knowledge evident on paled flesh. Nervousness shatters an otherwise fervent form. Head tilts the Queen’s way, eyes glancing upwards whilst briefly winter pauses- bare wintertips freezing over an item she tried to pass over. Disappointment clear in her eyes. “ I don’t know what to do. “ 

“My dear Mirana!” Before she could question him, he grabbed her by the waist and pulled her into a kiss, using it as an opportunity to pull her out of the workshop and close the door behind them. Once the door had closed he broke away, a bright grin lighting up his pale face. “It is an absolute delight to see you, I should like us to go on a walk together! Some fresh air would do us both a world of good, I think.”

A cold windy night Edward was sat on his straw made bed, peering out the upstairs window watching the sun set. He always wondered what the sunset fully looked like sometimes, but going outside at that time of day would have been too risky. He kept his eyes fixed on the fading colours as the sun finally dropped down below the horizon. Hours went by as he watched the clock hanging on the wall on the other side of the room. It was around midnight and he decided it was a time he could go outside. He went down the stairs to the entrance way to the house, opening the door with great difficulty. His hands are made of scissors after all. The door creaked as he opened it and he looked around checking if any lights were on. He wasn’t scared of people, more along the lines of he was afraid to scare them. He walked through the streets of Witzend letting his hands creating whisping noises from the wind of the night. Suddenly out of the corner of his eye he could see something that was white and flowing in the wind.