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ghostheartfelt · 10 months

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〔☆〕 desc: you’re finally introduced to the gang and all it’s members! friendly reminder that this takes place BEFORE they all flee blackwater and go to the grizzly mountains (where sadie’s husband dies, same with jenny, n all that juice.)

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a/n: here’s part two!! you gettin’ along with the Van Der Linde ladies n such! n arthur’s forced to take you on a lil shopping trip 🫶🏼🤭🪭

Your eyes shot awake at the sound of shattering glass, a strained noise escaping your throat. “Gosh darn it,” a woman’s voice comes from your left, and you turn your head. “Where am I?” You moaned, adjusting your body. It was dark out, which confused you. Her head swung back, and she hollered out. “Hosea, Hosea! She’s awake!” Two men rush in, one who you recognized as Dutch, the other you assumed was Hosea.

“We really didn’t think you’d make it, y’know it’s a miracle you even survived.” Hosea pressed the back of his hand against your forehead as he spoke. “How long was I out?” You mutter. Your voice was raspy from lack of use. “About four days,” he replied, and you swallowed thickly before he continued his speech. “We had our people on shifts to check on your fever, Dutch was going nuts about you, it made Molly insane. You were suffering from blood poisoning.” Hosea hummed and handed you a cup of water. You didn’t even know you were thirsty until you saw the cup, immediately grabbing it, and chugging it down. Water dribbled down your chin and collarbones and yet you couldn’t care less.

“I’m glad to hear you’re up and functioning, dear,” Dutch rejoined. “Did you want to meet the rest of the gang?”

Gang? You wondered. Why did they save me?

You didn’t understand—only have the knowledge of most gangs being violent and bloodthirsty outlaws. But you still gave Dutch a nod in return. Hosea gently grabbed your lower arm, helping you lift yourself up and out of the tent, his arm placed under yours to hold you up and help you walk. Dutch followed both you and Hosea out, and you immediately earned some states and glares.

“A’right, everyone! The one you’ve all ‘been wonderin’ about has finally woken up, and I’d like to formally introduce her to the gang,” Dutch announced, standing in front of the campfire that was surrounded on log seats. Quickly, people began to scramble from their tents and corners, seating themselves on the floor and logs.

“You’ve already met Charles Smith, John Marston, Javier Escuella, and Arthur Morgan. If you didn’t know their names, now you do.” He pointed toward each one of the boys you’d seen chasing down the coach. “Thank you,” you smiled lightly to all four of them. They looked confused at the gratitude. “For saving me.” John looked somewhat annoyed, and distant. You didn’t pay any attention to it—though you would have if Dutch didn’t state he was the “hot-headed” one.

“Susan Grimshaw is the nice lady in the purple and black blouse,” he continued, pointing at a woman who was drinking coffee. She was the one who alerted Hosea of your awakening. “She considers herself the lead of the bunch.” He muttered softly with a chuckle, you managed a small laugh as well. You raised your hand, a small greeting gesture, and she nodded her head once, kindly.

He pointed at a group of girls. “Our girls; Tilly Jackson, Mary-Beth, Karen, Abigail Marston, and off to the side, Molly and Sadie Adler.” You took notice of Abigail having the same last name as John's, and her arms being around the shoulders of a little boy who you assumed was their son. Your cheeks flushed sweetly, adoring the mother and son. Tilly, Mary-Beth, and Karen offered you smiles and waves. Karen, you guess being the outgoing of the bunch, blew you a kiss, and the other girls giggled, including you.

Molly simply rolled her eyes at you, and Sadie tipped her hat. There were several different personalities between the women at the camp, and it left you feeling a bit anxious. Surely, they’ve all killed, but you’ve never been at the hands of murder, and around these gang members, you couldn’t tell if it was a bad or a good thing.

Dutch then introduced you to a few others; Lenny Summers, Jenny Kirk, Uncle, Micah Bell, Orville Swanson, Jake who was Sadie’s husband, Simon Pearson was a rescued Navy cook, Sean MacGuire, Josiah Trelawny, Bill Williamson, and Jack, Abigail and John’s son. There were so many names to remember, and yet there were some who went by their last names. Lenny and Jenny seemed to be rather close, which was a fairly strange, yet adorable sight.

The leader nudged you slightly with his elbow, you figured it was him asking you to introduce yourself, so you did. Pearson stood up, and rubbed his hands together. “Now, who’s ready for some stew?” He called, making his way to a large brewing pot, your nose followed the scent.

The gang members grabbed bowls, and Pearson poured soup into their bowls with a ladle. A man, Arthur, handed you a bowl. “Accidentally grabbed two, don’t be shy.” He said coolly, then pushed you forward by the small of your back.

You were the next in line, and you simply held your bowl out to Pearson, who poured you a scoop, then another. One of the men behind you, Micah Bell, yelled out. “That ain’t fair, we all get one, porky.”

“She’s hungrier than all of you,” Pearson replied, waving you off. “She hasn’t eaten in four days, you can starve if you wanna act like that.”

Your cheeks flushed with embarrassment as you quickly made your way over to the fire. You seated yourself on a log, and Abigail, John’s wife, and their son, seated themselves next to you. “Hi, honey, how are you settling?” Abigail scooted closer.

“Good, I believe,” you hummed in reply, scooping some soup up to swallow. It was creamy, though a bit dull in taste. You blinked. Maybe you’d be able to find some use to the gang in the kitchen, just until it was your time to leave.

“You’ll fit in fine, here, don’t you worry.” Abigail smiled sweetly, and it made you wonder how such a kind-hearted woman would love a man as venomous as John Marston.

“How is it that you and him met?” You couldn’t help but ask, but thankfully she seemed to not be bothered. “I worked dirty to get money, met Uncle, and to put a long story short, I found myself with the Van Der Linde game, and I fell in love with the man.”

You nodded, unsure if you’d brought up a sensitive topic, and made a self reminder to not ask of her past again. As you finished the last bits of your soup, you began to fall tired, and you stood. “Thank you for treating me so kindly,” you nodded your head, and waved to her son, which he returned before you began making your way back to Arthur.

“Arthur, right? Do you know where I put my dishes?” You ask quietly, and he pulls his head up from eating his own bowl. “Pearson will do it for ya.” He replied. You nodded, and made your way back to the cook. “You done? Just hand me your bowl and I’ll take care of it for you.” He held his hand out, and you handed him the bowl. “Thank you, Pearson.” He only lifted his hand in reply to your thanks, which you didn’t mind.

One of the girls from earlier came up beside you, and touched your arm lightly. “Hi, honey, do you need me to take you back to your tent? You look awfully worn out and overstimulated!” It was Tilly, and based on her composure, she was gentle and sweet. “I would appreciate it, Miss. Tilly.” You calmly breathed in the fresh air. “Tilly is fine, no need to get professional with me,” Tilly laughed gently, took your arm, and guided you back to your tent.

You were full, tired, and ready to go to sleep, even after you’d been for practically ages from what the gang said. Hosea had met you at the entrance of the tent, and your eyebrows stitched together in worry. Was he there to send you off?

Hosea said your name and you were relieved to notice no aggression or scold in his voice. “Hey-ya,” your left eyebrow raises higher than the other, but you keep a serene smile on your face. Tilly, when eyes landed on her kindfully to gesture it was a private matter, she whispered her goodnights to you and wandered off behind you.

“Dutch asked that you talk to him in the mornin’, his message from me, he ain’t upset at’cha, so that ain’t somethin’ to worry about.” Hosea’s voice was low yet reassuring.

“Thank you, Hosea.” You take your dress between your fingers and spare the man a curtsy. “Have a lovely night.”

“You also, dear.” His voice stayed monotone, and he walked back to the campfire that the rest of the gang sat around.

You stepped into your tent that Tilly had led you to. Inside lay a cot, and a footchest at the end. Two blankets were folded on top of the cot. You took one of the blankets, then the other, and laid your body on the bedding. There wasn’t a pillow, but you had the second blanket that was provided as a replacement.

The blankets were rather thin, but it reminded you of your home back in Strawberry. Your home was something to be compared to rubbish, as you were struggling financially with not many jobs being open to women. All because men had their different beliefs that overpowered feminine belief. “Women were the rescued, not the rescuer,” some would commonly say whenever you made a statement to a missing persons poster that frequently popped into Strawberry.

You slipped into bed and under the thin blanket, and laid your head down on the other. Slowly, your eyes shut, and your hands balled the blanket in your knuckles in a coddling manner to comfort yourself to sleep.

To you, sleep was a bit of a difficult thing to fall into the arms of. You felt that holding something close—something memorable, comforted you into a lulled state.

Due to exhaustion, it didn’t take long for you to fall asleep, this time, and you allowed yourself to feel safe and well-protected around the gang.

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Your hands rubbed a pair of slacks against a washboard. Mary-Beth was also hand washing, and Karen too, while the rest of the girls put the washed clothing on a line to dry. “You’re fitting in well, doll.” Karen nudged your arm and giggled hysterically.”You really think so?” Your cheeks flushed slightly. “We all do!” Tilly chimes in over your shoulder. “There’s too many damn men here.” Karen huffs, earning a loud crowd of laughter and agreeing noises from the other girls.

Dutch calls your name in the distance, and you blink. “Go right ahead, honey, I’ll take over.” Abigail’s hand pats your shoulder reassuringly.

You stood, and walked yourself up the hill back into the heart of camp. Dutch waves you over to his tent, the largest of all the tents within the camp due to him sharing it with Molly.

“Dutch—Hosea told me you wanted to talk, I totally forgot.” You frowned, but he didn’t seem frustrated or disappointed.

“Yer a’right, I know yer settlin’ in, which is what I wanted to talk to you about.” Dutch still kept a smile, which had your worries rush away. “Did you want to join us?”

His words left you surprised. “Yer welcome to be a part of the Van Der Linde gang. We’d hold out our arms to you entirely. Another gunwoman would be a fine addition.”

An eyebrow raised much against your favor, and it took you a moment to figure out what the gang leader had meant. When you did come to realize, your hands searched your hips.

“It’s a’right, we got’em in the footchest at the end of y’r cot.” Dutch’s reassurance calmed you down quickly. Those revolvers were important to you, and you’d never forgive yourself if you’d lost them.You took a small breath, then exhaled. “Dutch, I ain’t never shot a gun in my life.” Your voice stayed low with slight embarrassment. His eyes widened slightly, and his head tilted a tad to the side in confusion. “Ya own those two beautiful pairs of guns and ya don’t know how to use them?” Dutch scoffed humorously.

“They belonged to someone,” you bit your lip slightly—bit back the memories, cowering them down low. “That’s fine, doll, ya don’t need to explain.” He sighed calmly. You earned yourself a bit of a relief. “My men could mentor you, if that would peak your interest.”

You still weren’t sure if gang life was fit for you. Perhaps it was even finally going against your own beliefs. “Dutch, I’m not all that sure that shootin’ and robbin’ is fit for me.” You bit down on your tongue anxiously. “If it gives you any idea for your stay, I’d say I can see you as one helluva sharpshooter, Miracle.” His voice was low and fatherly, the nickname leaving you feeling warm. “It takes a believer to truly believe, and you are more than just a believer.”

More than just a believer, you repeated in your head once more. Miracle.

Dutch made his way toward Hosea, and the older man’s gaze locked upon you a moment before it aimed back at his gang leader. Suddenly, pressure was heavy on your shoulders. You had a home; however, the camp around people who somewhat enjoyed your presence made you feel more at home than anywhere.

“Shoot,” you muttered to yourself and rushed back to your tent. Dutch had told you the twin revolvers were stashed in a lockbox at the end of your cot. You needed to hurry back to Valentine for your prescription—the whole reason you’d gone there in the first place. If you could hail a stagecoach somewhere on the road, you needed to hope you had a few coins to spare.

You searched the pockets of your now dirtied litten dress, and you ground your teeth together. It was an expensive one, the most expensive thing you had in your wardrobe back at Strawberry. Nothing, not even a single coin was in your pockets. You assumed the O’Driscoll boys who’d attempted to kidnap you had stolen your change, so you scolded yourself lightly. Instead, you just opened the lockbox, and pulled out your belt that held your holsters, wrapping it around your waist. Your guns came out next, and you secured them in their holsters.

You stepped out of your tent again, and your eyes searched for Hosea, or Dutch. You bit your bottom lip. Dutch would most likely be busy, and you couldn’t see Hosea around the camp.

Arthur was leaning against a tree with his arms against his chest. With hesitation, you walked over towards the man, and bit your tongue. To you, it felt somewhat awkward to be breathing in the same air as the gang member.

You inhaled, and exhaled. “Arthur?” Your voice was calm, and in a manner, small. Reluctantly, his head turned toward you, and his eyes pierced into yours.

“I’m listenin’,” he stated.

“I hate to be a burden to you already, but I had originally been in Valentine to pick up a medication from the doctor’s office. I don’t have any change to hitch a ride on a coach.”

He releases a husky sigh, both of his boots meeting with the dirt on the floor as he toed himself off the tree.

“C’mon then, make it quick.” His voice rasps.

Before the brunette could walk off towards his horse with you behind him, Dutch, with a raised hand waved him over.

“Arthur, Arthur!” The man calls.

Your eyes shoot down to his other hand that holds paper.

Money.

“Here, this oughta the expenses for sum clothes for the girl.” He smiles kindly, sparing you a generous wink as he holds out the cash to the taller gentleman.

Arthur’s tongue rolls out to wet his lips as he silently counts the money to himself. You watch his eyebrows furrow.

“Eighty dollars? Have’ya about lost y’damn mind?” He grunts. “Mind I remind you we saved her life? She should’b givin’ us eighty dollars.”

“Yea, might that b’so, but she was shot in the process with ‘er clothes torn to shreds.” Dutch argues, his tone growing stern.

“Now, do the lady a favor, ‘n take her shoppin’. I ain’t askin’ f’r very much, am I?”

You stand there fiddling with your hands, watching the two standoff in an odd staring contest before Arthur turns and waves the gang leader off.

“You tell me if that man causes’ya any problems, darlin’.” Dutch pats your shoulder softly.” “Off you go.”

You nod and smile softly, following after Arthur once Dutch himself flees the scene.

“Pick up th’ pace!” You wince at his sudden yell.

You figured the ride would be awkward now.

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zahri-melitor · 9 months

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Lost the original post, but someone was talking about Tim mostly just having the same gallery of Rogues as the rest of the Bats, and that’s not actually true. Our lad had over 200 issues of solo comic during post-Crisis, he definitely has some Rogues that are his more than anyone else’s!

King Snake (Edmund Dorrance). Dorrance is 100% specifically one of Tim’s villains. If in modern comics any writers decided to resurrect him and start using him again I would be delighted, because he’s such a painful white guy who thinks he’s all that and better than the Hong Kong-based gang he runs. He’s also ‘died’ multiple times and just because he appeared in Blackest Night doesn’t mean he’s still dead now, we’ve had two universe reboots since then!

Lynx (and the rest of the Ghost Dragons). Both Lynx I and Lynx II are also Tim’s foes, though he’s happy to share them with Cass if she also wants to get some kicks in. Lynx I also has died twice (both times due to Cass) because a writer couldn’t be bothered to check the canon bible while writing.

Ulysses Armstrong. The General mostly exists to be an absolute pain and cause Tim angst. Also I’ll never forgive them for killing off Matthew and Hillary Armstrong, who helped Tim out from their very first appearances.

Anarky/Lonnie Machin. Tim’s shadow half. They’ve been feuding since 1990 and there’s no sign they plan to stop (even when they’re working together).

Ratcatcher is arguably more Tim’s villain than Bruce’s, and nobody else really deals with him.

The Sk8er Bois. Bring them (and Tim’s extremely dangerous skateboard) back!

Johnny Warlock. Wow do I ever hate Johnny, and he’s super annoying, but he’s definitely in Tim’s gallery.

The obvious one: Lady Shiva. She’s not Tim’s exclusively but only Cass has a closer connection in the Batfam and Tim’s connection is arguably closer than Bruce’s.

Plus of the more standard Bat Rogue collection:

Arthur Brown particularly dislikes Tim (alongside the obvious pick that he’s part of Steph’s gallery)

Maxie Zeus has mostly only tangled with Tim out of people who aren’t Bruce.

Arguably Tim’s the main Robin to deal with Mad Hatter too.

Ventriloquist is again a Tim-as-Robin era villain (mostly 1, I don’t think 2 spent much time near any Robin)

There’s probably some correlation between Bane’s position among the Rogues and Tim to make, because of how their timelines cross, but equally I highly dislike Bane so I’m not going to bother sketching it out.

Riddler has a soft spot for Tim.

So does Selina, whose first reluctant team up with that kid was during the original Clench.

Can’t forget Jean-Paul Valley (while hallucinating St Dumas)

And that’s just off the top of my head, there’s definitely others with more than a single storyline.

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sneakyboymerlin · 1 month

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if gwaine found out about merlin's magic, destiny, and the reason for his behavior towards mordred, what do you think he would do, regarding merlin and merlin's relationship with him? would he meddle at all? would he try to get merlin to realize that he (merlin) has more to life than what his 'destiny' is. and therefore mordred probably does too?

i read a fic recently where it was like. "merlin realizes he has failed at his destiny and so reconciles w/mordred because he figured mordred too can fail at his destiny" but i dont know if the whole "merlin failed at his destiny" thing sits right with me. so much of it was on him, by the dragon and the fandom, but its supposed to be "two halves of the same coin" for a reason--they are supposed to be equals yet everyone is content to keep merlin delegated to the role of serving arthur and only arthur, rather than valuing himself as well, and arthur is just as much as fault for magic not coming to camelot because arthur is king and is very much still prejudiced against magic for the most part. thats not on merlin. at a certain point you have to realize that arthur is a grown man he cannot be coddled forever, especially as a king?

Easy answer: he’d fuck Merlin against a wall.

Complex answer: I think for Merlin, he already knew that it was possible for Mordred to fail in his destiny… if Mordred died, at least. As far as he was concerned, only one of them could fail/succeed, because just as Merlin was destined to protect Arthur even though he hated him at first, Mordred was destined to kill Arthur even if he did seem to like him. Merlin’s goal is essentially to make sure Mordred fails in his destiny so that he can succeed in his own. Kilgharrah warns Merlin from the start that the only way to ensure this is to kill him, or so Kilgharrah thinks.

I believe that both of their destinies were going to inevitably be fulfilled at some point. If Mordred died, he could still be Arthur’s Bane because we’ve seen a Druid ghost come back to seek revenge against Arthur. And even at his most accepting, Arthur was still pretty lukewarm towards magic, seeing “good magic” as an exception to its default “evil” state (as expressed in 5x05 and 5x09). Therefore, everything with Kara could still happen even if Arthur welcomed the Old Religion back to Camelot, since he doesn’t understand the true extent of his bias.

If Gwaine found out about Merlin’s magic, I think he would have some divided reactions. For one thing, he is pretty much unquestioningly loyal to Merlin and would most certainly accept Merlin as “one of the good ones” among sorcerers. The problem with this: he may believe that sorcerers are bad by default, much like Arthur does. He would probably not question Merlin’s judgment of Mordred much, though we never see Gwaine’s stance on prophecy/destiny, but he would notice the toll that this prophecy is taking on Merlin, as he’s shown to worry over Merlin when he’s aware of his distress (see: seasons 3-5). His prioritization of Merlin could lead to him minimizing the importance or overall possibility of the prophecy. However, he doesn’t take threats to Arthur’s life lightly, either, so it’s kind of hit or miss there.

Ultimately, for all that Merlin can try to advise him, it’s up to Arthur to fix his own biases. Merlin can’t do it for him. If Merlin stood by and did nothing, the end results would be more or less the same as when he tries everything—though maybe Arthur dies a decade or so earlier. Whereas if Arthur accepts magic, then maybe something changes. But the prophecy implies that the perfect balance comes from some equivalent effort between both Merlin and Arthur… which doesn’t happen, because Merlin is putting in all of the effort, and Arthur isn’t pulling his own weight.

On the bright side, if Gwaine knows about Merlin’s magic, maybe he gets to stick by Merlin’s side through the whole finale?

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The Merlin Library’s Merlin Finale 10 Year Anniversary Prompt Challenge

October 6 - December 25, 2022 The Merlin Library Discord

The Merlin Library is celebrating the decade anniversary after the Merlin Season 5 finale left behind one of the most memorable television endings and emotionally devastated all of its viewers as it aired on the night before Christmas…ahem. The Merlin Finale 10 Year Anniversary Prompt Challenge is a ‘prompt’ challenge designed to capture elements of each episode as the 5th season celebrates its 10th anniversary since airing. Each week is dedicated to a specific episode until the week of the finale, where the two episodes aired within days of each other.

This fest runs for 12 weeks, starting on October 6th with the original airing date of Arthur’s Bane: Part 1, and ending with Diamond of the Day: Part 2 on December 24th.

All creators are welcome to participate. Content is open to fic, art, edits, gifs, manips, meta, poetry, podfic, and whatever else you can creatively come up with during these 12 weeks.

You do not need to do something for each week, but there will be a special prize for those who do. Participate as much or as little as you want.

You may tag #TML10ANNIVERSARY and your content will be reblogged to our main Tumblr, themerlinlibrary.tumblr.com. If you are submitting to AO3, feel free to add your creations to the TML_10yrfest collection.

Please read the FAQ before sending an Ask if you have questions. Additionally, you may join our Discord server, and ask the event hosts in the server directly.

HOW DO PROMPTS WORK?

The themes of each week are dedicated to the episode that aired. You can write fix-it fics for each episode, or fanart related to that episode, or use the word prompts or color prompts for whatever you make. The content you make doesn’t have to be specific to that episode or an ‘episode tag’ art/fic necessarily.

The prompts are meant to inspire you, not box your creative muse in. You can interpret the prompts as literally or loosely as you want.

The only prompt requirement is that whatever you create is set in or around the canon era Merlin universe. The fest aims to celebrate the show Merlin and it’s original setting. As great as fusions, fandom crossovers, and modern setting AU content are, this is not the fest for that.

RULES

You may combine this fest with other ongoing challenges (ie: Merlin Bingo, Kinkalot, etc).

Each prompt week opens from the point at which the episode would have aired. However, there won’t be a deadline for when you post a prompt if it’s from an earlier week, and you have until the 25th of December to post. There will also be an amnesty week after the 25th for anyone who couldn’t post their fills in time. We understand it’s a hectic season for most of us. The event will officially end (and the AO3 collection will close) on January 1st, 2023.

In the interest of fairness, all pairings (or none, if you prefer to create gen/platonic works) are welcome.

The last rule is to have fun. Please do not stress if you aren’t inspired for every prompt, and have fun creating!

FAQ

PROMPTS

Oct 6 WEEK 1 - Arthur’s Bane: Part 1 / Winter, Lost, Wilderness #1F0322, #F8F4E3, #615C56, #486682, #C7E9F2

Oct 13 WEEK 2 - Arthur’s Bane: Part 2 / Trapped, Caves, Rescue #FAA61F, #6C727F, #06191F, #AEC3B0, #EFF6E0

Oct 20 WEEK 3 - The Death Song of Uther Pendragon / Haunt, Shiver, Ghost #7E8D85, #B3BFB8, #F0F7F4, #A72608, #090C02

Oct 27 WEEK 4 - Another’s Sorrow / Trust, Friendship, Disguise #D2AB99, #BDBEA9, #8DB38B, #56876D, #04724D

Nov 3 WEEK 5 - The Disir / Prophecy, Choices, Magic #FAA61F, #6C727F, #06191F, #AEC3B0, #AEC3B0

Nov 10 WEEK 6 - The Dark Tower / Manipulation, Grief, Desert #E5E8E6, #FCCB3F, #E12735, #4D6EB5, #090808

Nov 17 WEEK 7 - A Lesson in Vengeance / Lies, Suspicion, Fear #F3E9DC, #C08552, #090C02, #7C0B2B, #5D737E

Nov 24 WEEK 8 - The Hollow Queen / Deception, Cruelty, Loneliness #5D737E, #CA895F, #A15E49, #4E3822, #2F1B25

Dec 1 WEEK 9 - With All My Heart / Healing, Love, Water #090B11, #E4DADB, #042641, #E59625, #831435

Dec 8 WEEK 10 - The Kindness of Strangers / Blood, Faith, Forest #BFB48F, #8F4E55, #252627, #157A6E, #297045

Dec 15 WEEK 11 - The Drawing of the Dark / Loyalty, Betrayal, Execution #1E152A, #4E6766, #5AB1BB, #A5C882, #F7DD72

Dec 22 WEEK 12 - Diamond of the Day: Part 1 / Powerless, War, Fire #FBBA72, #CA5310, #BB4D00, #8F250C, #691E06

Dec 24 WEEK 12 - Diamond of the Day: Part 2 / Death, Eternity, Deus ex Machina #E8EEF2, #D6C9C9, #C7D3DD, #77B6EA, #37393A

#the merlin library #TML #merlin #merlin discord #merlin fests #prompt fest #anniversary fest #10 year anniversary #merlin finale

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khaleesiofalicante · 2 months

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hi dont mind me , i am writing this just after reading the chapter and with swollen eyes with how much i cried for other max, fuck this is worse than the last two chapters, i havent cried this much ever. you have such a brilliant mind i love it.

also i loved magnus in this chapter as well. as well as rafe it seems so much easier to understand them once you see the consequence of lucifer. also

also wtf was wrong with alec, like pointing an arrow is one thing but shooting a version of your kid, wow wasnt max supposed to be his fav technically like a bit biased not saying fav fav. i mean i get it, rafe is his kid of that timeline who is being threatened but shooting max was a bit too much for me from alec. i get it they dont completely understand max but atleast try to see from his side. i knew since arthur died and other max didnt tell it was all part of the plan and lance was aiming to be dead as per him. but it was a bit weird that magnus was more worried about the general health of his kids than alec (which idk just makes him colder to his kids, like almost superficial in a sense, u know what i am not making sense, its 1:36 am ist rn and i have just cried since 12 am bc of this chapter) but i know i am feeling a general sense of disappointment for alec generally in this chapter and like the whole fic in gen and not bc of other things just his take on well being(which used to be my fav thing abt him) which rafe often seems to be more in tune with than alec and yes i know he isnt the main character but idk why this got stuck i have just finished reading it literally so i will come back and write more about other max)

but anyways this was such a good hauntingly beautiful chapter. i loved it really so much. I think it was our max that went thro to the portal so when max came to he was in the changed timeline of whatever max did ? i think. my heart just went out for other max and what he had to deal with, like david suicide was something i saw coming but baby max doesnt deserve all the bad things happening to him in any universe, i knew there was a reason he has always been my fav even when he is annoying. like even in canon like cassie universe, since i started the books from 4th tmi book and then finished the whole series, max was literally the first character i knew of after the tmi novel like outside of his characters and i loved the little blueberry character since the start, always, (maybe also why alec's behaviour stuck odd to me, bc i love his and max relationship so much) bten has always been my fav story( again the alec-max relationship my fav). i literally bought my first tsc novel to be ttosa for him, just for his story ( and bane chronicles bc magnus being a fav is a canon event) i love him so much. bless just let him be alive and happy to some extent dani, that is all i ask

If it is any consolation, I cried a lot writing that chapter too. LIKE A LOT.

About Alec - I think it was a very Alec think to do. If you notice, he was the only one who was sceptical of Other Max - WHICH IS GOOD. This man could be Lucifer for all they know and one of them needed to be rational (i feel the shooting was very much reactional than intentional). But yes, among the LB fam, alec is the rational one and i think his reaction to Other Max, including the "how do we know you are saying the truth" is very practical of him. (i am a lbaf alec defender byeeee)

We don't actually know if Max changed the canon event. All we know is that Other Max didn't. If he did, he'd remmeber it.

Love all the love for Max. He is truly the bestest ;)

#lbaf

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unluckyhoneybee · 2 years

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Blurbs Masterlist

In this Masterlist, you can find all the blurbs I have written. I try to keep a short story format or HC but sometimes I get carried away. Everything you will find here is requested, also BFTL, the Mick Schumacher story I have been building based on prompts and requests you send me. I have so much fun writing and I hope you enjoy it.

Not important, but my fave parts are marked like this:🌻

Smut/smutish: 🍒

Fluff:🍭

Angst: 🍋

All the blurbs:

Motorsports.

Best friends to Lovers (Mick Schumacher) MASTERLIST

All drivers.

🍭Comforting Charles after Imola (fluff) [CL]

🍭First time in Monaco with Daniel (fluff) [DR]

🍭Reconciliation after a fight with Marcus (fluff) [MA]

🍒George making you pay for bad behaviour (smut) [GR]

🍭Smitten at first sight with Arthur (fluff) [AL] 🌻

🍭You are the bane of Arthur's existence (fluff) [AL]

🍭Stepdad Charles (fluff x3) [CL]

🍒Teasing Max by flirting with Pierre [MV]

🍭Comforting Liam after a crash. (fluff) [LL]

🍭Danny loves your hairstyle (fluff) [DR]

🍒You lend a hand to Pierre (smut) [PG]

🍭Danny dating an introvert. (fluff) [DR]

🍭Fake-dating Lando (fluff) [LN]

🍭Danny comforting you after losing a race (fluff) [DR]

🍭Lando is in love with Zak's daughter (fluff) [LN]

🍭Danny is really proud of you (fluff) [DR]🌻

🍭Pierre teaches you how to flirt with Arthur in French [AL + PG]

🍭You and Charles take a few laps together (fluff) [CL]🌻

🍒Arthur and you have some time alone on a balcony (smut) [AL]

🍒You have your first time with Danny (smut) [DR]

🍭Michael comforts your son (fluff) [MI]

🍋🍭Liam is terrified when you crash (angsty to fluff) [LL]

🍭Danny dating a normal girl (fluff) [DR]

🍭About Max V and Alex A friendship. (fluff) [MV & AA]

🍭You and Danny take your twins to the beach for the first time. (fluff x3) [DR] 🌻

🍭Max taking care of your daughter at a family event (fluff) [MV]

🍭You take care of Marcus after an accident (fluff) [MA]

🍭Danny meets your son two weeks late (fluff) [DR] 🌻

🍭Danny gives your your well deserve trophy (fluff) [DR]

🍭Lando helps his baby daughter at 4 am (fluff) [LN]

🍋Marcus and you crash (angsty?) [MA]

🍋Michael is protective with you (angsty) [MI]

🍭You comfort Danny after Silverstone (fluff) [DR]

🍭Marcus helps with your social anxiety (fluff) [MA]

🍭Danny is the best dad and your son the best big brother (fluff x3) [DR]🌻

🍭🍒Poly relationship with Danny and Charles [DR x CL]

🍭Michael and Danny are the best dads (fluff) [DR x MI]

🍭Your son wants you and Danny close🌻 [DR]

🍭Michael helps when you faint (fluff) [MI]

🍒Danny congratulates you after your first win (smut) [DR]

🍭Your first Mother's Day with Danny (fluff) [DR]

🍭Danny is dating Toto's daughter [DR] 🌻

🍒Congratulating George for his pole (smut) [GR]

🍭First time on the paddock with Arthur (fluff) [AL]

🍭Danny talks to the baby in your belly (fluff) [DR]

🍭Comforting Danny during silly season '22 (fluff) [DR]

🍒Spending your birthday with Danny (smut) [DR]

🍭You and Danny go public (fluff) [DR]

🍭Dad Pierre on holiday (fluff) [PG]

🍭You cheer Danny before the drivers parade (fluff) [DR]

🍭Danny helps you with beer pong (fluff) [DR]

🍒You and Danny have some fun while baking (smut) [DR]

🍭You, Danny and your son get temporary tattoos. [DR]

🍭 Charles takes care of you when you get hurt [CL]

🍭 Grumpy reader and Sunshine Mick [MS]

🍭 Proud Pierre dating a UFC fighter. [PG]

🍭You, Danny and his thigh tattoos. [DR]

🍭You take care of drunk Marcus. [MA]

🍭Learning French with Pierre [PG]

🍭Felipe is a bit jealous [FD]

🍭Michael confesses to you [MI]

🍭You comfort an insecure Fabio [FQ]

🍋You comfort Danny on his future [DR]

🍭Museum date with Lando [LN]

🍭You take Daniel to a rage room [Dr]

🍭After care with Daniel [DR]

🍭Daniel falls in love with an interviewer [DR]

🍭Charles it's not very touchy but you are [CL]

🍭Charles and you ditch an after party. [CL]

🍒Pierre and you are fwb but your friends don't know [PG]

🍒You take care of Charles. [CL]

🍭Mick helps you when you get overwhelmed [MS]

🍒You always cry when you finish [CL] (not actually smut)

🍭You meet Danny's son [DR]

🍭Alex takes care of you when you have migraines [AA]

🍒Danny is a good friend and helps you [DR]

Various guys:

🍭How would they react when you say "I love you" for the first time. (fluff)

🍭How would they flirt (fluff)

🍭How would they react to your pregnancy (fluff)

🍭How would they be as stepdads (fluff)🌻

🍭How they show love (fluff)

🍭How they take care of you (fluff) [With special appearance of LH&SV]

Others.

NHL.

🍭Ryan helps you skating after a long time [RG]

🍭Jack comforts you when you are not feeling well. [JH]

🍭Fake dating Jamie. [JD]

🍭Quinn teaches your son about hockey [QH]

🍭You take care of Arber's wounds. [AX]

🍭Mitch deals with his son's jealousy [MM]

#Lando norris #Pierre gasly #daniel ricciardo #charles leclerc #George russell #Marcus Armstrong #mick schumacher #max verstappen #alex albon #arthur leclerc #liam lawson #michael italiano #Jack hughes #Trevor zegras #Ryan graves

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bbcmerlinbracket · 1 year

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Episode descriptions under the cut (contains spoilers).

4x04 Aithusa

A mysterious stranger arrives with the location of the last dragon egg and an intrigued Merlin promises to help him get it.

1x05 Lancelot

Lancelot saves Merlin and later all of Camelot from a griffon, but his lack of noble blood means he’s still denied a knighthood.

5x02 Arthur’s Bane Part 2

Mordred makes his reappearance and Merlin doesn’t trust him. Merlin and Arthur disguise themselves as Saxons to get close to Morgana’s tower in Ismere, but Arthur gets discovered and Mordred ends up saving him, which Arthur knights him for.

4x06 A Servant Of Two Masters

Morgana uses a magical creature to mind-control Merlin into trying to kill Arthur. After multiple failed assassination attempts, Gaius and Gwen get Merlin under control and he goes to confront Morgana as his elderly alter-ego Dragoon.

2x11 The Witch’s Quickening

A Druid rebel convinces Morgana to steal a magical crystal, when Uther condemns the rebel, Morgana disowns Uther and helps him escape. The crystal shows Merlin a terrifying vision of the future.

#bbc merlin #merlin #polls #tumblr bracket #merlin emrys #murther #arthur pendragon #uther pendragon #morgana #gaius merlin #gwen merlin

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Title: "Braiding Thoughts"

Here we go! This fic is for @merlinmicrofic for one of the prompts for this month.

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Fandom: BBC Merlin

Prompt(s): "Your Turn"

Relationship(s): Gwen & Sefa

Character(s): Gwen, Sefa

Important Tag(s): Episode 0501: Arthur's Bane Coda, Worried Gwen

Rating: Gen

Warning(s): None, No Archive Warnings Apply

Word Count: 500

“Actually…” She brushed her hand. “If I may speak freely, your majesty?” “Of course.” Or

A small little Coda to Arthur's Bane 5x01 of some words and thoughts before it's revealed about Sefa's betrayal.

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Gwen shook her head and dropped all the loops of thread. The array of colors tangled more than the aimless mess she had already made. She couldn't find her mind to stay in place knowing that Arthur and Elyan were out riding right towards Morgana's grasp.

“My Lady?”

She turned towards the voice and found Sefa stood at the threshold of the door, hands clasped and shoulders lowered in her normal manner.

“May I?” Sefa gestured to the mess of weaved thread.

The braid was already falling apart from lack of tension but Gwen nodded her head. “Please.”

Sefa kneeled, carding her fingers through the threads and detangling it all back to the start.

Gwen rested a hand on her shoulder when she pulled to get back up. “Join me? Meant for two people after all.”

She nodded and picked up the threads all while Guinevere slotted her own hands into position. She freed her fore finger and weaved it through before pulling the opposite thread across.

Sefa gave her a fleeting smile as she reached through the threads around her fingers and pulled the farthest to her side. The both of them reset.

“Did your old maidservant used to help you?”

“No.” Gwen pulled and tightened the threads. “I wasn't always the queen.”

“Surely you were just as fine a princess?”

She brushed Sefa's hand and pulled the thread through. “Neither a princess,” she said.

“Oh.” Sefa stopped before tightening her own threads.

“I was The Lady Morgana's maidservant.”

She pulled her part through and nodded. “Yes, of course.”

The slow start grew quicker as they let repetition take over. The braid formed a start before Sefa slowed and spoke.

“Actually…” She brushed her hand. “If I may speak freely, your majesty?”

“Of course.”

Sefa took a breath and kept her head down as she continued. “I just want to thank you. Most of all for taking me in.”

Gwen stopped and looked at the girl, finding nothing short of earnest on her face as she spoke.

“Not everyone would do such a thing, much less with a position in the royal house.” Sefa looked up with a content smile. “I am indebted to you.”

Gwen shared her smile but shook her head. “Not me,” she said. “I'm the least in the crown of judgment.” She transferred the thread over the others and pulled it through.

“Perhaps the kingdom is only as kind as its queen.”

She started off at the knot at the top of the formed braid, holding everything together. She tried to hold longer onto Sefa's words but found her head flooded quicker with her previous thoughts.

“My Lady?”

“Hm?” She hummed, another plastered smile of courtesy on her face.

Sefa moved her hands and gestured to the threads. “Your turn.”

“Yes.” She weaved her finger through the threads, pulling the nearest one to her other hand. She felt Sefa's hand brush hers again as she tried to let muscle memory take over for any thought.

#virusfanfic #bbc merlin #guinevere pendragon #bbcm sefa #fanfiction #merlin fanfic #merlin micro fic #been a minute since ive posted something

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