Arthur carefully reminds himself that murder is illegal and very messy. This is a great first sentence; it draws you in right away.
his father's old money and thick name. I like the description of his name being ~thick. I've never heard that before but it's impossible to not know exactly what is meant by it.
Morgan is looking intimidatingly beautiful and striking in a way that almost makes her ugly. It's a line that Arthur knows she loves to walk because she can. This is fascinating because it's kind of how Katie McGrath has always struck me.
He's not in the closet. He's just not out of it yet. There is an astonishing amount of gray area for something that everyone paints as black and white. Weirdly, I know exactly what he means by this, and I therefore love it.
the gorgeous line of his cheekbones and the cupid’s bow of his mouth The cupid's bow of his mouth. I love that.
The man at his feet tilts his head in consideration, as if he's consulting a particularly abstract piece of art The idea of Arthur as abstract art is beautiful.
She makes her own art out of people and their will. This is my favorite sentence in this piece so far.
Arthur can feel the headache blooming behind his eyes. Your imagery is lovely.
Given the nature of the party and Arthur's first-hand experience with Merlin, he wouldn't be surprised if Merlin's hair was directly styled by sex.
Or kittens. Or whatever. This made me giggle.
Arthur finds himself desperately wanting to be on the end of all of Merlin's expressions. This is so sweet.
knocking his shoulder against Arthur's in a way that should have been intimidating but just made Will, whose body seemed to be made entirely out of liquid, bounce off Arthur's solid form and into the door frame with a giggle and more flouncing. This is brilliant.
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his father's old money and thick name. I like the description of his name being ~thick. I've never heard that before but it's impossible to not know exactly what is meant by it.
Morgan is looking intimidatingly beautiful and striking in a way that almost makes her ugly. It's a line that Arthur knows she loves to walk because she can. This is fascinating because it's kind of how Katie McGrath has always struck me.
He's not in the closet. He's just not out of it yet. There is an astonishing amount of gray area for something that everyone paints as black and white. Weirdly, I know exactly what he means by this, and I therefore love it.
the gorgeous line of his cheekbones and the cupid’s bow of his mouth The cupid's bow of his mouth. I love that.
The man at his feet tilts his head in consideration, as if he's consulting a particularly abstract piece of art The idea of Arthur as abstract art is beautiful.
She makes her own art out of people and their will. This is my favorite sentence in this piece so far.
Arthur can feel the headache blooming behind his eyes. Your imagery is lovely.
Given the nature of the party and Arthur's first-hand experience with Merlin, he wouldn't be surprised if Merlin's hair was directly styled by sex.
Or kittens. Or whatever. This made me giggle.
Arthur finds himself desperately wanting to be on the end of all of Merlin's expressions. This is so sweet.
knocking his shoulder against Arthur's in a way that should have been intimidating but just made Will, whose body seemed to be made entirely out of liquid, bounce off Arthur's solid form and into the door frame with a giggle and more flouncing. This is brilliant.