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mills-73 · 9 months

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Eyes on Fire

Sebastian Sallow x Ominis Gaunt

tags: blowjobs

18+ All Characters are aged up

first fanfic, little nervous. hopefully there will be more from me :) enjoy

The undercroft has always been a special place. Filled with fun memories, silly duels, and loud laughs bouncing against stone walls, Sebastian and Ominis hold it dear to their hearts.

It’s always been clear between the two that this place was their escape from the world around. A place where they can coexist within the realm of magic while also feeling an essence of normalcy that’s shared between two best friends.

For as long as Sebastian can remember, Ominis has been one of the more consistent things in his life. He’s never left Sebastian alone or betrayed him for another, taught him spells and curses that wouldn’t get the both of them in trouble, and offered a shoulder to cry on whenever things got hard with his sister Anne.

So it’s only likely Sebastian could get wholefully infatuated with the others' caring persona.

Tonight, Sebastian’s spending his night doing homework for Professor Sharp's class, and he’s having a particularly hard time brewing drought of the living dead.

He honestly doesn’t know where he’s going wrong. “Sixths times a charm,” he lies to himself, adding in the last ingredient.

As expected, it blows up in his face.

An exasperated groan slips out from the back of his throat, tossing his wand to the side as he slumps down to the floor. He burrows his face into his hands, feeling absolutely helpless and frustrated with his inability to brew a potion. Given it is an advanced potion, but one vial is due in the morning.

“Sebastian?” An all too familiar voice rivets through the room, making him jump.

“Ominis!” Sebastian exclaims, perhaps a bit too excitedly. “Where did you come from?” He smiles softly from the way the other feels his way around with his wand, walking straight to him.

“The door, you nimwit.”

Oh. Yeah, of course he did.

“What are you doing?” Ominis asks, a curious expression dawning over pale features.

Sebastian sighs. “Trying and failing to do potions homework. Starting to think I’ll need to buy liquid luck to be able to brew the damn thing.”

Ominis laughs. Sebastian watches as he sits down next to him, admiring the strand of hair—that never seems to stay in place—fall into his eyes. He reaches out to tuck it behind his ears, though knowing it wouldn’t stay; it was just a poor excuse to touch Ominis without it being suspicious.

“You know I can help you, right? I could probably get it right for you.”

“I know,” Sebastian sighs. “But I wouldn’t be actually learning anything if you did. That’s why it’s called homework.”

“Since when do you care about homework?” Ominis asks.

“Since I’m failing half of my classes.”

Ominis gasps. “You’re what?! Sebastian, please tell me you’re only joking.”

Sebastian stays quiet, a sheepish expression falling over his face as his hand scratches the back of his head. Ominis stands up quickly, reaching out to Sebastian to pull him up on his feet.

“Come on,” Ominis says, “I’ll tell you what to do and you’ll listen, okay? That way you’re learning but I’m also helping.”

The entire time, Sebastian can barely pay attention, too concentrated on the silky proneness of his best friend's voice, guiding him through the steps of the potion. Merlin, Ominis is too attractive, and he doesn’t even know it.

Needless to say, Sebastian could barely get his homework done, but eventually, with a light slap on his head, he started making progress.

Later that night, Sebastian decides to make his way down to the showers, needing to clean his face from the explosions that came from his attempts to brew potions. As he gathers his clothes, his eyes wander to Ominis’ bed, the view absolutely angelic.

Ominis lays there, eyes bore shut, his breath slow and quiet, sleeping ever-so-peacefully. Merlin. He’s so fucking beautiful.

Sebastian gazes down to where his pajamas are slightly unbuttoned at the bottom, revealing a soft, flat stomach with blond hairs easing below his trousers. And he doesn’t mean to, but he imagines slipping his hand underneath, wanting to feel supple skin beneath the pads of his fingers, wanting to feel every inch of Ominis’ body.

His cock twitches at the thought, and he stifles a groan sliding up his throat. He curses himself for thinking such things and rushes off to the bathrooms.

It’s embarrassing to think about how easy it is for him to get so worked up with such mindless thoughts.

As his shower warms up, Sebastian begins to wonder how it would feel to have Ominis touch him so inappropriately. He visions the other feeling his way down Sebastian’s body, fingers hesitant but excited to explore something he can’t see for himself, and honestly, Sebastian loves the idea of Ominis mapping out his body with delicate hands.

He shivers eagerly, feeling a ghost of Ominis’ hand caress his chest, feeling down his toned torso until it hovers just above his aching cock. Fuck.

If only.

Sebastian strips himself of his clothes, tossing them on a stone bench placed strangely against the wall. He always wondered why it was there, but it proves useful sometimes.

He hums quietly once he steps in, water dripping down his face and to the drain. His cock twitches with need, reminding him of the situation at hand—situation being his need for Ominis taking over bit by bit. And yes, he knows Ominis will never see him the same way, even if he does, his ability to act calm and collected will forever remain the one thing that shoots Sebastian down a peg.

Sebastian wraps his hand around the base of his cock, slightly embarrassed by the thoughts that churn in his mind, a vermillion tint lacing over tan, freckled skin. He almost feels sick, flicking his wrist over the length of himself, his other hand pressing against the wall to hold himself up, a soft moan eliciting from the tip of his tongue.

He’s gentle, imagining his hand as Ominis’, knowing the blond boy would go soft on him at first, just to test the waters of what he could take, to tease and tease and tease until Sebastian lost his composure. It wouldn’t take much, if Sebastian is honest. Hell, he could barely keep himself in check around the boy anyway.

Fucking christ—it feels too good. His thoughts are nothing but sinful, Ominis’ name slipping through the cracks of the shower walls as he quickens his pace.

Sebastian rests his forehead against the stone, steaming water falling over his backside, moaning vicariously at the thought of Ominis wrapping pretty pink lips around the tip of his cock, gray eyes looking up. Though he wouldn’t be able to see how good he could make Sebastian feel, Sebastian would have no problem telling him. Whispering praises like a mantra, telling him how good his mouth feels, anything to let him know how well he’s doing.

He’s close, so fucking close, to the edge of his release, when suddenly a bang echos through the bathroom. Sebastian slaps his hand over his mouth to muffle any moans that slip out, his other hand resting at the base of his cock. He hopes his moans weren’t overheard.

“Sebastian? Are you in here?”

It’s Ominis.

Fuck fuck fuck. What is he supposed to do? If he answers now his voice will surely give him away, but he has no choice does he?

“Uh…” Fuck, get it together. “Y-Yeah, it’s me.” He can hear the tremble in his voice, the desperation to cum leeching to the echoes that crumble against his ears.

“Why are you showering so late? And why were you saying my name?”

Sebastian’s eyes widen with fear. Merlin, help me! “What are you talking about? I haven’t said your name at all.” He gains a bit of composure back, confidence trying to cover the neediness he feels at this moment.

“Oh, Sebastian,” Ominis tuts, “you know better than anyone I have amazing hearing. You know, from the lack of sight.”

The way his name slips off of Ominis’ tongue is like honey that cracks Sebastian’s skin, igniting another flame deep in his stomach. His eyes flutter shut as he dares to continue the abuse against his cock agonizingly slow, just to receive that ounce of pleasure he craves. This proves to be a mistake, a moan slipping out that he knows Ominis hears.

“Sebastian!” Ominis gasps. “Are—Are you…?”

Practically caught in the act, something washes over Sebastian, darkness flooding over amber eyes as he whips the curtain open and pulls Ominis within the confines of the shower. Ominis squeaks at the suddenness, his back slamming against the wall under the strength of Sebastian’s hold.

Sebastian holds him hostages by his hips, fingers digging sharply into bone. “Ominis,” he whispers suggestively. “Fuck…Ominis. You’re so goddamn pretty.”

He admires the pink tint that scours over Ominis’ features, lips slightly parted in surprise. His cock is pressing against the front of the others stomach, twitching at the sight.

“You make me like this, tempting me day in and day out…this is the only way I manage to keep my hands off of you.”

“I-I tempt you?”

Sebastian leans in. He can tell Ominis senses this, watching his tongue leap out and slick his bottom lip, teeth then nervously biting at plush skin. He wants to tell Ominis every secret desire that’s been locked away in the back of his mind about fucking his dick past those pretty little lips, desperate to release himself down the back of his throat. But he doesn’t. Instead, he sighs hungerly, humming with approval.

“I don’t know what I—What I do to tempt you, Sebastian.”

“You don’t do anything, Ominis. You just,” he growls lowly, “You’re you, the way you walk, the way you talk—the way you play around and tease me all the time.”

“But that’s not—”

“Hush it. I’m not finished.”

Ominis whimpers, and it’s music to Sebastian’s ears. The water begins to soak Ominis’ clothes, pajamas sticking to the curves of his body, and Sebastian can’t help but to admire.

“It’s your body. You’re so small, much smaller than me, and it turns me on so much to know just how bigger I am than you.”

He swiftly turns the other around, making him face the wall. He allows himself to indulge in a little teasing, raking his hands up and down Ominis’ sides, smirking from the shiver he feels underneath his palms. Slowly, he makes his way to the front, exploring Ominis’ body selfishly.

“Your ass is amazing, too,” he whispers into the boy's ear. Sebastian laughs darkly when he feels Ominis push backwards, his cock nustling into the plumpness. “You knew that already, didn’t you?”

“No,” Ominis says sheepishly.

The shower is unbearably hot now, and it’s not due to the water anymore. There’s a tension begging to be broken and explored diligently, and Sebastian can tell Ominis can feel it too.

Sebastian ruts himself against Ominis’ ass, moaning softly at the friction. “I want you badly, Ominis. Tell me I can have you, please.”

He prepares for a no, for a slap to the face, and for Ominis to run out and head straight back to bed. But instead, Ominis agrees, a quant ‘yes’ echoing through his ear drums, and with that, he yanks Ominis around and smashes their lips together in a heated kiss.

Ominis’ lips are softer than Sebastian anticipated, a gnawing feeling in his gut that tells him he’s about to become addicted to this from here on out. He revels in it, passionately kissing and prodding open the others mouth, slipping his tongue behind pearly white teeth to deepen this kiss indefinitely.

His skin tingles, fire igniting through his veins with need when Ominis rests his hands on Sebastian’s hips, his own need pushing through as the kiss begins to gain a sense of roughness to it. Ominis is breathlessly moaning into Sebastian's mouth, and it’s making him go insane.

He gasps suddenly when Ominis rolls his hips, creating friction against his cock, and he can feel just how hard Ominis is. God is he going to enjoy this.

“On your knees, love,” Sebastian mumbles. “I want to put that mouth to more use than this.”

Ominis obliges, sinking down to his knees. Sebastian is slightly taken aback as delicate, shaky hands take hold of his cock, the water adding to the slickness of it.

He’s never had someone else do this to him, and it feels absolutely euphoric, the newly found pleasure almost addictive as Ominis begins to jerk him off with leisure. Sebastian holds himself up with both hands on the wall, looking down at the other who looks right up at him.

“Can you feel how big I am, Ominis?” He smirks, eyes burning with desire to dig out every ounce of cowardness from Ominis. “Do you feel how badly I need you, baby?”

“Y-Yes…” Ominis whispers. “You feel so good and big.”

Ominis guides his mouth to the tip, closing his eyes, and placing kitten-licks to the tip. Sebastian can tell he’s savoring it, using his sense of touch to make up for his lack of vision, and Sebastian thinks it’s the cutest thing in the world.

His mouth feels heavily around his cock, and Sebastian decides he needs to learn self control, trying his best to fight the urges to fuck Ominis’ mouth until he’s a drooling mess of spit and cum, and his lips blood red from the abuse. This is so fucking good.

“Your mouth is holy,” Sebastian moans as Ominis sinks lower onto his cock.

Temptation isn’t his strong suit, but when Ominis is here, looking ever-so-sinful, serpentine features reaching out and offering him a gift he can’t do anything but accept without question, going against his morals and everything he believes in. Ominis is nothing but a temptress, and it’s taking everything in Sebastian not to get his way.

“Ominis, stop teasing me.”

Ominis pulls off with a slick pop, a smile growing on his face. “But I like it.”

Sebastian brings a hand down to grab a fistful of blond hair, tangling his fingers deep within and guiding Ominis’ head back down to his cock. He glides himself between pretty lips, slowly moving in and out. The drag of the others tongue feels god-like on the underside of dick, infiltrating thoughts brimming at the front of his brain. It’s painfully slow for the moment, relishing in the sensations before his hips begin to move a little faster.

Ominis hums around the thickness, sending another wave of pleasure jolting down Sebastian's spine. Given he was on the edge of his orgasms earlier, he’s unbearably close now, so with that, he begins forcing his cock further down Ominis’ throat, making him take more and more until his nose is flush with his groin.

“You like how I make you take it, Ominis?” He hums. “Do you like having me down your throat like this?”

Ominis’ jaw goes slack as an answer, hands wrapping behind his thighs insisting him to pull out and slam back in. So Sebastian does.

He fucks Ominis’ mouth relentlessly, moaning darkly, head tilted at the ceiling from the pleasure. “Touch yourself for me, love. I want to drown out your pretty sounds with my cock.”

Sebastian goes faster, curses drawing from the back of his throat as he feels the vibrations of Ominis’ moans swallowed up by his cock. Ominis is vigorously jacking himself off, needy whines nothing but pathetic, reminding Sebastian of his want to hear them fall delicately into the air.

Another time.

“Fuck, Ominis. You’re so good for me,” he praises. “Can’t—mm fuck!—I can’t wait to fuck you like this one day. God the things I’d do to you.”

He smiles sadisticly, wishing Ominis could see his face right now, because fuck is he doing so well right now. That smile only grows wider when he feels warmth splatter over his legs, a rugged moan echoing against the stalls before it’s swallowed up.

“I’m gonna cum, Ominis, fuck!”

At his words, Ominis tightens his lips, edging Sebastian closer and closer until he’s spilling into the back of the Ominis’ throat with a loud moan that causes him to slap his hand over his mouth. For a second he forgot they were still near the common room, somebody could still be up and hear them. He makes a mental note to do this in the Undercroft next time.

He rides out the rest of his high before pulling out with a groan. By now the shower has turned cold, only realizing at this moment. He soothes the top of the others head from the bruising pull he had earlier.

“You okay, Ominis? I know that was a bit—”

Ominis interrupts, pulling him down quickly to kiss him.

“It was amazing.”

#fanfic #sebastian sallow #ominis gaunt #hogwarts legacy #smut #sebinis #sebastian x ominis

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lesbolordo · 10 months

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Ominis G. X Sebastian S. | Hogwart's Legacy.

"Chocolates and happy little accidents."

Tags : Sebinis, a bit of crack (?), Smut (Beginning of a BJ), Ominis messing up, Sebastian having good ideas.

xxxxx

Ominis and Sebastian had a brilliant idea. Well, it was Sebastian's idea, but Ominis had indulged in yet another request of his best friend. The blind boy had to admit that for once; it wasn't that stupid.

With Valentine's Day approaching, a lot of students would want to offer Chocolates to their lovers or crushes... Some, would even want Amortentia in these.

Sebastian's genius idea -he said so himself- was to make Amortentia, make chocolates, mix the two, and sell them. Of course, with his pocket money cut off recently by his parents because of a not so surprising bankruptcy coming toward them, Ominis did not say no.

They both needed to buy various things for various reasons, may it be school related for Ominis, or... whatever-related for Sebastian. Ominis hoped that he didn't plan on buying anything weird or on an impulse, as he often did.

Anyway, now was not the question. The two boys were in the toilets of the second floor, having plastered a "Do not enter" sign on the door to keep students from entering. Valentine's Day was in 3 days and they had a lot of orders for their special Chocolates.

They had asked Everett to pass words to students about their Amortentia- chocolates, and much to Sebastian and Ominis' delight, it worked marvelously well : they were on their way to get rich, Sebastian said.

So after asking -stealing really- a potion book from Garreth, they had settled into the toilets to make their Amortentia, days ago. Now they were almost done, they just needed to stirr the pinkish brew, and they would be done with it.

Sebastian was in charge of stirring, whisteling as he did, ignoring Ominis' many demands for him to stop making his ears scream in horror, he said.

"-Come on, I don't whistle that badly !

-Yes you do. I feel like I'm listening to an Augurey singing, and I fear I will soon drop dead.

-Hey ! That's rude !

-You are not in my will by the way."

Sebastian rolled his eyes, the words drama queen leaving his lips before Ominis closed his book, done with his reading.

"-Alright, Sebastian. Stop the fire and put a lid on the cauldron. We'll do the chocolates now... You have all of the chocolate frogs, right ?

-Yep, let me get them."

Putting the lid on top of the cauldron as his friend as instructed him to do, Sebastian then quickly went through his rather big bag. The hundreds of chocolate frogs in it were probably the reason for it's size. Ominis was skeptical at first, because this many Chocolate frogs would cost them a little fortune... Investment and buisness, Sebastian had replied. The only reason Ominis had accepted wasn't because of his explanation but because Sebastian paid for it all.

"-Just put them in the bowl I summoned and use a soft flame to make them melt.

-Alright chief !"

The blind boy listened attentively to his friends opening the Chocolate Frogs one by one, listening to him tearing off their heads one by one before snickering and putting them in the bowl. He wondered why he was even friends with that menace of a boy.

He felt the soft warmth of a controlled flame near him, and he decided to let Sebastian do the rest until the chocolate was all melted. It took a while, and to Ominis' dismay the boy began to whistle again. Who, for Merlin's sake, had taught him that ?? Oh, he was sure that it was their new friend... always coming back with new cool stuffs. Last time they came back with a wholearse unicorn. Show-off.

After some time, Sebastian stopped whisteling and spoke instead.

"-Minis, stirr this wile I pour the Amortentia !"

The blond Gaunt didn't reply to his freckled friend, instead moving his hand toward where he supposed his hand was to take the long wooden spoon. They didn't say anything when their fingers touched.

The brown haired boy carefully poured into the chocolate, while Ominis mixed carefully and quite badly. He had never cooked in his life after all, the Gaunts had houseleves after all.

"-Wow, you're so bad at this Mini.

-Shut your mouth Sebastian or I will make you swallow all of that chocolate until you're so sick you die."

Sebastian did shut his mouth, Ominis frustratedly attempted to stirr better, to no avail. He just was a natural, bad cook.

Done with pouring the Amortentia into the chocolate, Sebastian took the wooden spoon from Ominis' hands to stirr the mixture. They once again stayed silent as their hands touched.

Ominis was almost counting the seconds as his friend stirred, bored. He took the molds out of his bag, many little heart shapes on them. It was Sebastian who had picked them, because Ominis couldn't care less about the chocolate's appearances, for some reasons...

"-Alright I think it's mixed enough now ! Hold the molds, I'll pour the chocolate in them !"

Ominis simply nodded, holding tight onto the molds as his friend did what he had to. It smelled nice, in these usually foul smelling toilets -They had cleaned everything thoroughly before baking, of course. The young Gaunt thought it smelled of Old books, earth and dust. If dust even had a smell... Sebastian appreciated the burnt wood, clean scent, it was relaxing.

The first mold filled, Sebastian stopped pouring and let Ominis move it to the side, which he did, not without licking some of the chocolate that had accidentally leaked on his finger in the process.

Wait what ?

The two boys opened their eyes wide at the shared realization, and Ominis immediately spit it out somewhere while Sebastian laughed like a madman.

"-I'm usually the one who messes up !! I can't believe lt !

-Shut up Sebastian ! I'll make you drown in that damned chocolate !

-Did you swallow it ??

-...I don't know, I don't think so-

-That's hilarious !"

Sebastian really was enjoying this, while Ominis was freaking out silently. He summoned a glass and stood up to use the sink, and cleaned his mouth with it before spitting it out. His friend didn't take long to stand up and join him toward the sinks, still giggling at Ominis' mess up.

"-You think you're good ? How're you feeling ?

-I am, yes... it's fine.

-Hey, tell me how you're feeling, it's important ! You just took some love potion mate !

-I told you, I'm-"

Ominis turned toward Sebastian's voice, a frown on his face, but the words died in his mouth as he spoke when he smelled the other boy's scent. Sebastian had grown taller than him in a year, and now his nose was practically at the perfect height to be burried in his freckled friend's neck. Old books an earth.

Sebastian watched the whole scene with attention, staring at Ominis curiously as he waited for the rest of his sentence. When he felt the smaller boy's hand on his torso and saw his pinkish eyes, he realized that it'd never come.

"-Ominis-

-You smell good. I'm sure you taste just as exquisite."

And just like that Ominis stole his best friend's breath away, kissing him until his knees were weak and he had to hold onto the sinks. Sebastian knew that it was the love potion talking and acting, but oh Godrick it felt so fucking good.

The sound of their lips and tongues making out and dancing filled the room, and soon were joined by Sebastian's delicious little mewls of pleasure from having his friend caressing his waist and hips so eagerly.

No words were spoken, the freckled boy didn't dare to stop Ominis although he knew that this was wrong, that the love potion controled him- technically it was him who controled Ominis.

And he took advantage of that, their lips parting, a string of saliva connecting them and their hot breath hitting the other's face. Sebastian could taste the chocolate on his own tongue now, and that almost made him indifferent to the pain when he dropped to his knees in front of Ominis, ready to please.

Chuckles and noises of a belt being unbuckled and abandoned on the ground replaced the sounds of their making out, before the young Gaunt let out a guttural, loud moan. Sebastian knew just what to do and how to do it.

He worked his tongue perfectly all around the blond's hardening shaft, licking a pulsing vein painfully slowly before reaching the tip and sucking greedily.

It wasn't chocolate he could taste on his tongue now, it was the salty yet delicious taste of his best and oldest friend's precum. And that thought didn't even disturb him, he was too engrossed in the fact that he loved it.

Like a starved man, Sebastian began to lick and suck, first tasting the hard member of his partner before trying to take it in his mouth fully. And as expected, Ominis was big. Too big for him to take everything at once. It wasn't even that his cock was large, it just was similar to the owner : long and pale.

The freckled boy noticed a beauty mark on the hard member in front of him, and he couldn't help but kiss it with a chuckle. A soft hand soon found it's way into his messy locks, caressing them in a manner only his caring best friend knew.

Sebastian immediately stopped, looking up at his best friend, who seemed to look back with his misty blue eyes despite his lack of sight.

"-Having fun ?"

Oh. Sebastian was in troubles.

xxxxx

Just a little Sebinis something because... oh you know... I'm starving for them boys.

Also, I don't know in details how Amortentia works it never made sense to me.

They are both in 7th year and 18 yo btw, thank you.

And yes, Ominis is covered in beauty marks. Sebastian has freckles and Ominis moles.

#hogwarts legacy #sebastian sallow #ominis gaunt #sebinis #ominis x sebastian #amortentia #valentine's day but I'm extremely late #boys in love #aged up characters #geniuses ideas from sebastian #rare mess ups from ominis

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nutcasewithaknife · 6 months

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Twenty Questions for Fic Writers

@bbcphile and @difeisheng thanks for the tag! :)

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

2. What's your total AO3 word count?

309,516. Which is actually insane, I'm not sure how or when I did all that

What fandoms do you write for?

Used to write for The Witcher, Supernatural and BBC Merlin, but not anymore. Currently writing for The Untamed and Mysterious Lotus Casebook (mostly the latter). There's one Love Between Fairy and Devil ficlet in there somewhere. I can't see myself making the space for anything else soon :')

What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

One Ignorant Bard and His Witcher - The Witcher, geraskier (3.1k)

The Sins of the Father - BBC Merlin, canon divergent fix-it (11.5k)

You Can't Escape The Thoughts on a Rainy Day - The Untamed post-canon sangcheng (57.5k)

Foolish - modern au sangcheng (29.1k)

Are You Listening? - post-canon yunmeng shuangjie reconciliation (5.8k). It's part of the series that #3 on this list spawned!

Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

I used to respond to every single one, but nowadays it's just once in a while when I can. I read every single one multiple times like a lovesick fool tho <3

What is a fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

I have a terribly hard time writing fics that end angsty, the best I can do most times is bittersweet. That being said...

It will never be the same (1.5k) - Jiang Cheng returning to the Jiang Ancestral Hall after Guanyin Temple and speaking to his dead family. The night after Guanyin Temple, Jiang Cheng finds himself standing in the Jiang Ancestral Hall. Some things, long realised but unspoken, finally get said.

Found (34.5k) - Lan Wangji's angsty boy winter, set mid-canon during the 16 years wwx is dead and brimming with OCs. I really wanted to wallow in what made him the man he is during those years. Naturally I sent him off to a village beyond the Jianghu and gave him a boyfriend. It's incredibly angst filled and the ending is hopeful, but still sad by my standards.

What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

I'm a hopeless sap! Too many of them are happy endings!! Given my current MLC brainrot, I'll have to say it's the three post-canon liansanjiao fics I've written with them being soft together and at peace <3

I have a special soft spot for Foolish though, because Jiang Cheng deserves a happy ending story ;-;

Do you get hate on fics?

I'm not popular enough for hate hehe

Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

YES!! It took a lot of work but now I do! Sometimes very explicit, sometimes not. It's mostly chaotic and soft and at times emotional. Laughter and banter during sex is cocaine to me and it shows.

Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written?

Sadly, no

Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not as far as I know

Have you ever had a fic translated?

Have gotten a couple of requests to translations into Russian and French, but none of them ever went through as far as I know

What's your all-time favorite ship?

You can't do this to me I refuse to pick ;-;

What's a wip you want to finish, but doubt you ever will?

Oh, there are too many, but the one I'm most invested in rn is a postcanon MLC fic where difang manage to save Li Lianhua's life and very many Feelings are had.

What are your writing strengths?

Dialogue is what I've been told. Specifically, I think I do a good job of finding each character's voice. This is something I've been consciously working on and I think it's been paying off, especially the last year or so!

What are your writing weaknesses?

Plot!! I cry every time I need to plot anything. That's why most of my fics are mostly just Vibes

Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

Ohhh I'd love to do that though I haven't yet. I think it would mean fewer people would read it, but that has never stopped me from writing a thing >:)

First fandom you wrote for?

The first I posted was a Witcher fic, but the one I started writing first was BBC Merlin. It still has a chokehold on my psyche

Favorite fic you've written?

AAAA once again i refuse to choose ;-;

Tagging @istgidek1234 @redemption-revenge @angryteapott @wuxia-vanlifer @omgpurplefattie (no pressure)

If you're a fic writer, feel free to give it a go even if you're not tagged!!

#writing #tag game #mutuals

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tansyuduri · 15 days

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15 lines of dialuge from an OC

So for me this has to be the new knights and Sorcerers of modern Camalot! thanks for the tag @viiisenyas Meet Elaine Gulai, Lesbian, Anglo-indian, Official mom freind. Potion lady, and Water and Healing Magic Speciality. Lover of pickles.

“I’m Elaine Gulai. This is my partner, Lyenette Teague, who is currently afraid I am going crazy and have gained superpowers. This is Bedi, whom we adopted as a sibling to both of us. They no longer go by their last name. They also think I might be going insane.” “Nettie… not tonight, love! We just arrived and need time to sleep. You can fight him tomorrow.”

“It took me about a week before I told Lyenette and Bedi. Then the dreams came… mostly at night, sometimes to a lesser amount during the day. Memories of people using magic in the past. Of people training their gifts. I learned enough to control myself… to stop thinking I was insane.”

“I need you to see me as me. I need you to help teach me, and that can’t happen if you think of me as _____ So I’m me. I’m Elaine. Tiny, even-tempered, horrible at cooking, pickle-loving Elaine.”

“Even before the magic came I wanted to help people. I wanted to invent new medicines and use chemistry to make people’s lives better. I’m taking another path here it seems.. but I still want to do the same thing. I want to help people. And I’ve seen how the two of you behave. I will be a sorcerer of Camelot and help people with my magic. Assuming I live… and I am really hoping I do, perhaps I can teach people to use magic in the future. Either way I am in… Besides, I think some of you need looking after.”

“I was helpless… Without you two Lyenette would have… What's the point of being a sorcerer if you cannot save the person you love? I’m sorry. I just…Gods you went so so long with him actually dead… and I’m crying over someone who is still alive.”

“We need to deal with this. Likely quickly; people must have heard the sound of that explosion.”

“Do you really try to give random children candy?”

“Enough! You both can argue after we know what happened!”

”I swear if you are late enough that Kei or Danad loses control and tries to eat the cake Lyenette made, I will do something drastic!”

"“He just appeared standing on our bed! Gods I didn’t know cocks were ugly and veiny like that.”

“I’m sorry your majesty but I agree with Merlin, It was a good idea, quick thinking, but we don’t know what they want. We need to keep everyone safe, including you.

“We’ll know more soon enough. Sebiles ability to research and find any information however obscure is almost magic itself. Now you both kiss or hug like you want to and then come to breakfast."

"You have three knights and three sorcerers who want to celebrate. You’re getting a party.”

“Merlin. What. The. Fuck. Are. You. DOING.”

Sooo er... I dunno who all had OCS! so if you follow me an see this consiter it a tag! that way I can know next time!

#elaine gulai #Merlin oc

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sweet-beezus · 9 months

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Edit: Somehow, my queue glitched and posted this earlier this week, so hopefully~ this works out-

Golly, another @khoc-week has come and gone, time sure flies when you're having fun-

Thank you for another AWESOME week full of such fun OCs!!! I love seeing everyone's creativity shine through their characters, it's like a small look into everyone's brains where we can admire the little worms living in there... in a good way!

Whether they're freshly hatched or well aged, these silly guys always bring me so much joy! :)

Genuinely, I wish I had the energy to interact with every single one of them, so instead I will blow them all a kiss from afar!!! ♥ ♥ ♥ They are what makes this week of the year truly special!

Beware, I will be lurking in tags ready to pounce on every OC I see after this is over I'm OBSESSED- (jk jk... unless?)

Onwards, then, to the final prompt of the year!!

Day 7 - Happily Ever After

Now, alas I've been following the canon timeline and filling in gaps with my own fun worldbuilding, characters and lore, so by all rights their stories are not gonna reach a happy ending for a WHILE (writing? who is she?), however the hypotheticals are always a good way to cope with that!

What their endings have reached so far while we're in lore hiatus (waiting endlessly for Missing Link and KH4... jk jk I hope they take their time tbh-) is that ideally after KH3, while everyone is looking for Sora, they're world jumping and clearing out remaining hoards of darkness together as a crew, alongside Reixen for more bonding time, in a variety of new places! They solve some mysteries surrounding their own personal character arcs and learn things about themselves they never considered, it's a real eye opener. Day 2 kinda hints at that with my picks of places I want them to go to fulfill that! At this rate, they may just be a series of oneshots...

Of course, it all eventually HAS to end, so here's some loose ends and how they may tie them up!

Iris:

Considering Iris ended up in the future, of course she has to cope with the reality that the worlds she knew are gone, or at least have yet to be restored (aside from Daybreak Town there's no repairing that-). Plus the existential crisis of having technically been dead AND given a new, puppet-esque body to inhabit. Lucky, she is, to even be here to begin with.

At the same time, she's helping Alto regain his memories from the same era they both managed to escape in some way. Being repeatedly reincarnated kinda screws some things up along the way, so it's a long haul process for the both of them to come to terms with.

Depending on what happens with the Scala ad Caelum plotline, they may both travel there, or to what's left of it, for closure, as well as to learn about the culture there to see what became of it after they were both long gone. Pay their respects to Alto's pal Ephemer and all that.

Her ending ideally is moving on and learning to live in a time she didn't anticipate seeing, which should be simple in theory since she's so young. She stays with Irene and Alto in Radiant Garden, and together with Alto they both take up lessons with Merlin and Yen Sid to learn more modern Keyblade skills, eventually (despite being Keyblade Master precursors) they are granted the titles of Master and help protect the universe.

♡♡♡

Irene:

She returns to her job, forever changed by her experiences, and helps her fellow castle staff move on and forgive themselves for the horrors they had to go through. It's a long haul process, but it will be worth it!

She finds herself a comfy living place in Radiant Garden to offer as a safe space for those she grew close to when they need it, where she essentially adopts Alto and Iris, since they don't really have a place to go that isn't rooming with a wizard or an on-the-road teenager. From time to time she also travels to Twilight Town to visit Reixen and her found family (maybe attending her polycule wedding at some point), but otherwise seems perfectly content staying put. Maybe the occasional visit from Iliana, as a treat. That doesn't require much aside from constant pestering, really.

While readapting to life a decade later than she's used to is a hassle in of itself, she seems to do it with grace, which is impressive considering she was presumed dead for said decade-

She also has that wonderful romance with Russell, as they deserve, and they both get to retire at some point knowing they have their chance to heal from all the suffering they experienced... and with more adopted kids than they know what to do with-

♡♡♡

Iliana:

What I envision for her is kind of complicated and long, so I'll try to keep it short-

Ideally, she gets to save her world once and for all while also getting rid of Igni, which almost costs her her life (nothing is allowed to be easy with Igni, as we've learned from Day 4-). So afterwards she's in recovery surrounded by the loved ones she gained along the way. For how long? Who's to say, miss ma'am will either be MIA or in a comatose sleep (jk jk... unless?) so it depends entirely on her and the awful side effects of Igni's possession tbh-

Chronically ill? With Igni goo disease? More likely than you think!

On the bright side, she finally gets to reunite with her brother in this timeline, though later than intended, and the two eventually take off on a journey of self discovery! Or they probably camp out with their uncle for a while before they do that, either way. They make up for lost time and get to grow together as people while also tying up a whole heap of loose ends their pasts left behind. A whole heap is nothing to sneeze at in this case-

In between, she makes time to check in on various allies as well as hang out with (her nerdy now bf) Ienzo. They have a funky long distance relationship because of her travels, so she surprises him with her presence when she can.

Maybe she gets an engineering degree, who knows? Certainly not me, at least not yet.

I like to think she eventually takes on apprentices or something and is probably the most annoying mentor known to the universe, especially if one of her apprentices is conveniently a secret younger sibling (I joke but... maybe-).

Nothing will be easy, of course some stupid new plot will pop up and she'll have even more nonsense to deal with, but that's a later issue to think about.

♡♡♡

And finally, they all get therapy ♥

They're doomed by the narrative to be absolutely demolished but can never truly die, so it's only fair they can live out somewhat happy and fulfilling lives despite every up and down I throw at them!

That's all I've got for this prompt, thank y'all for another wonderful KHOC Week and I will see y'all next year!!

Or in the tags, I'm always in the tags. :3c

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motheatenscarf · 3 months

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Tagged by @fishdogfoodshacke

Last song: "Kiss of the Creature" - Dance with the Dead

Favourite colour: Plurble

Last movie/show: Hazbin Hotel. It was fine. I think I liked it? More charming than it was tedious but definitely teetered on it at times. Songs were either total bangers or forgettable but inoffensive. Art is simultaneously unique and interesting and some of the worst character designs I've ever seen, holy shit do I hate their take on the fucking Morningstar as a pint sized Chalamet Wonka. Fascinating characterization choice of "devastated dreamer who gave humanity free will but only sees the WORST of what they do with that gift," but the look is SO bad, I almost quit. Truly unforgivable. The story's nothing special but like I said, some genuinely compelling characterization and dynamics at play, the obvious villain in disguise is very fun and inarguably the best thing about the show. Biggest issue is the rushed pacing, nobody gives shows the room they need to breathe and earn their growth anymore, it's very frustrating. For better or worse, tho, it's very earnest. Solid B-/C+, 3/5 stars, we'll see if it lives up its potential going forward. I don't think it's a universal recommend, especially for people sensitive to SA discussion, but it handles it more maturely than a lot of other adult oriented media which is astonishing. And... depressing...

Next on my watch list: While looking at what else is on Prime for my free trial month, I saw that they have that fucking Sam Niel Merlin miniseries from like 20 years ago that I remember being obsessed with as a kid, I'm gonna rewatch it and see if it holds up.

Last game: FFXIV all the time, every time, fish fish fish fish fish fish fish fish fish fish

Last Book: "Through the Woods" by Emily Carroll

Sweet/savoury/spicy: Savoury. Like FISH.

Last thing i searched online: "ffxiv macro fishing timer", FISH

Current obsession: F I S H

Greatest flaw: my addictive personality and niche hyperfixations

Tagging: @jakey-beefed-it, @relentless-endurance, @aurrieattorney, @teaandinanity

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michellemisfit · 1 year

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Thank you @rereadanon & @energievie for thinking of me, and @celestialmickey for creating the game!

🌈 Macy's Tag Game Tuesday! 🌈

Name: Michelle (Mys)

Age: 38

Where in the world are you: London, UK

The meaning behind your URL: When I got into early 2000 British Indie music everyone in a - not yet famous but oh so close to making it!! - band had a real first name and a last name consisting of part of their band name (Zac Needs of Special Needs for example) and everyone who was band adjacent went by a first name and a (often, but not always, alliterative) made up last name (Dave Danger, Zosha Bangles, Sophie Thunder, Laura Love, and so on…) hence Michelle Misfit. Which also fit into all the art I was doing at the time (for pay and not) and the dreams of opening a little shop in Camden on day, all of which came under Misfit Design. So the name is 20+ years old, but also Bradley James knows that that’s my username and has said it live on air (with no prompting what so ever!!) so I can never ever change it now! Hahaha

Your second favourite colour: Maroon

Any pets: Two cats, Wiggins & Howard - you can read all about them here. And also a farm full of livestock.

Favourite Season: Autumn. I work outdoors 70% of the time, so really really hot and really really cold are EVIL.

Last Thing you Read: I’ve just started the latest chapter of Dead Meet by @look-i-love-u & @energievie. Love love love.

Last Song you Listened to:

What are you wearing right now: erm… some strategically placed bubbles… 🛁

A hobby of yours: Fandom. Archery. Drawing.

Your comfort show and movie: I rotate, mostly because streaming services suck and randomly remove stuff I need to keep me happy, and appliances with DVD players are harder and harder to come by! But the list includes Buffy, Black Books, The Good Place, Parks & Rec, BBC Merlin (S1-S3), Queer Eye, Community, Taylor Tomlinson’s Netflix Specials, Middleditch & Schwartz,Great British Bake Off, and basically every other competitive baking show that exists… I don’t have a comfort movie, really, but Ruth’s comfort movie is Still Crazy, so it’s kind of become mine, too

And finally, what are you up to today? Recovering from seeing Death Cab for Cutie @ The Roundhouse last night, and getting ready to dress up and see Death Cab for Cutie @ The Royal Albert Hall tonight. Life is good right now!!!

🌈 I’m tagging @look-i-love-u, @deedala, @sufferwell1013, @thefairytail, @auds-and-evens, @heymrspatel, @gallawitchxx, @creepkinginc, @sleepyfacetoughguy, @sweetbee78, @lingy910y, @spaceofentropy, @callivich, @orca122, @francesrose3, @sickness-health-all-that-shit, and @gallavichgeek

#tag game #Tuesday tag game #on a Wednesday 🤷🏽‍♂️#Mys stuff #death cab for cutie #🙌🥰🙌🥰🙌🥰#tag you’re it

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hopeamarsu · 2 years

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Whumptober 2022

Okay, so, here we go.

I have my list, I have the boys all divided up (so so sorry!) and I should have time to do this.

You know the thing, I will be tagging these with the official tags and my own, #Mwhumptober so you can filter out accordingly.

I will not be using my regular taglists for, purely because it would be a nightmare and there will be dark subjects as we go forward with the challenge. Maybe closer to the event, I might create a special whumptober taglist for people who want it. Posts will go up at 4pm my time (that's early morning in the States) every day if I can make it to the end.

Happy whumptober everyone!

See the masterlist below the cut:

1 | A little out of the ordinary - Steve Murphy

Adverse Effects | Unconventional restraints | “This wasn’t supposed to happen”

2| Nowhere to Run - Pero Tovar

Cornered | Caged | Confrontation

3| Hairs breadth from Death - Jack Daniels

Gun to Temple | “Say goodbye.” | Impaled

4 | Dead on your Feet - Merlin (Kingsman)

Hidden Injury | Waking up disoriented | Can’t pass out

5 | Every Whumpee’s Needs - Javier Pena

Blood Loss | Running out of air | Hyperthermia

6 | Proof of Life - Benny Miller

Ransom video | “I’ve got a pulse.” | Screams from Across the Hall

7 | The way you Shake and Shiver - Frankie Morales

Shaking hands | Seizers | Silent Panic Attack

8 | Everything hurts and I’m dying - Ronnie Peterson

Stomach Pain | Head Trauma | Back from the Dead

9 | The very Noisy Night - King Arthur

Sleeping in Shifts | tossing and turning | caught in a storm

10 | Poor unfortunate Souls - TF boys

Alternate: Carried to Safety

11 | “911 What’s your emergency?” - Marcus Pike

Sloppy Bandages | Self-done first Aid | makeshift Splint

12 | What could go wrong? - Frankie Morales

“Mayday, Mayday!” | Cave In | Rusty Nail

13 | Can’t make an omelette without breaking a few legs - Santiago Garcia

Fracture | Dislocation | “Are you here to break me out?”

14 | Die a hero or live long enough to become a villain - Benny Miller

Desperate measures | Failed escape | “I’ll be right behind you.”

15 | Emotional Damage - Clyde Logan

Lies | New scars | Breathing through the pain

16 | No Way Out - Merlin (Kingsman)

Mind control | Paralytic Drugs | “No one’s coming.”

17 | Hanging by a thread - King Arthur

Breaking Point | Stress Positions | reluctant caretaker

18 | Let’s break the Ice - FishBen

“Just get it over with.” | Treading Water | “Take my coat.”

19 | Enough is Enough - Rick Smolan

Alternate: Sensory Overload

20 | It’s been a long day - TF boys

Going Into Shock | Fetal Position | Prisoner trade

21 | Famous Last Words - Javier Pena

Coughing Up Blood | “You’re safe now.” | “Take me instead.”

22 | Pick your poison - Ronnie Peterson

Toxic | Withdrawal | Allergic reaction

23 | At the end of their rope - Will Miller

Forced to Kneel | Tied to a table | “Hold them down.”

24 | Fight, Flight or Freeze - Jack Daniels

Blood covered Hands | “I don’t want to do this anymore.” | Catatonic

25 | Silence is Golden - Clyde Logan

Lost Voice | Duct tape | “You better start talking.”

26 | No One left Behind - FishBen

Separated | Rope burns | “Why did you save me?”

27 | Pushed to the Limit - Pero Tovar

Muffled screams | Stumbling | Magical Exhaustion

28 | It’s just the tip of the iceberg - Steve Murphy

Anger born of worry | Punching the wall | Headache

19 | What doesn’t kill me… - Santiago Garcia

Sleep deprivation | Defiance | “Better me than you.”

30 | Note to Self: don’t get kidnapped - Marcus Pike

Manhandled | hair grabbing | “Please don’t touch me.”

31 | A light at the end of the tunnel - Will Miller

Comfort | Beside Vigil | “ You can rest now.”

#whumptober #Mwhumptober #whumptober 2022 #masterlist #hopeamarsu

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flannel-and-rainbows · 10 months

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15 questions, 15 mutuals :)

Tagged by @lepetitfruit , sorry I'm a couple days late on responding to thiss

There's no way I'm gonna tag 15 people, but I suppose I'll tag a few of you

Anyways;

Were you named after anyone?

My first name was chosen by my parents after some biblical person, it was related to trouble having me etc etc, I've heard the story plenty. My middle name is the same as both my great-grandmother's and my aunt's I believe.

When was the last time you cried?

Actually cried? Not sure, I'm the suppress-emotions-when-possible type. Getting a bit teary and doing my best to avoid crying? When a character died on a show I was watching a few days ago

Do you have kids?

Dear god no, nor do I plan to. I mean, maybe if my future partner really wants a kid I'll consider it, but there is no way in hell I will be the one giving birth. Not a chance

Do you use sarcasm a lot?

If you haven't heard me use sarcasm, either I am dead or you've never spoken to me for more than 30 seconds.

What's the first thing you notice about people?

For some reason I seem to have accidentally trained my brain to look for queer signals right off the bat, so ngl it'll probably be that. Sounds bad, I know, but it's the truth

What's your eye color?

Hazel

Scary movies or happy endings?

"Happy endings" is so non-specific, it could be practically any genre! Including scary stuff! But anyways, I haven't watched a ton of horror but if whatever I'm watching doesn't have a satisfying ending I will revolt (aka read fanfics) so I choose happy endings

Any special talents?

I do competitive archery on a national level, I think that one counts. I also can and will improvise practically anything small-ish into earrings

Where were you born?

Same general area I live now, Illinois, good ole American midwest. Yes, I am dying inside.

What are your hobbies?

Can I just repeat the "special skills" stuff? Archery, making earrings, and anything else I may hyperfixate on at any given time. Those things include half a million fandoms, way too many craft projects, and the occasional writing sprees.

Have any pets?

The only one who's tecnically mine is my cat, Pippin (named after the hobbit). The other animals in my house include Daisy, our beagle, and my sibling's two ferrets, Merlin and Myrtle.

What sports do/ have you played?

Feeling a bit repetitive here, but once again my answer is archery

How tall are you?

At least 5'7 last I checked, could be a little bit more

Favorite subject in school?

Well, back when I went to public school I'd always say science, but given the fact that I was 8 and only went through 3rd grade there's some room to change there. However, in my homeschooling ventures my work was much less rigidly defined by subject so I'm honestly not sure which to say here, I just teach myself anything I'm interested in

Dream job?

If I could get this writing demon in my brain under control that'd be fantastic, I need it to start spitting words onto pages please. Other than that, is it too much to ask to find a hands-off job that generates it's own income so I can travel and socialize and just live?

I'll tag... @superwho-ace @lonely-little-astronaut @renee561 @mon-sher-liam @siriuslythatbitch @seventiessunglasses @homoromoacecase

No pressure obviously, and if anyone else sees this you can say you were tagged by me, go for it!

#tag game #I put to much thought and too many words into this #I'm gonna wake up in the morning and realize none of this was legible won't I?#oh well

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gramnel · 8 months

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#merlin #bbc merlin #merthur #arthur pendragon #king arthur #merlin x arthur #merlin fanart #digital art #art #artists on tumblr #my art #merlin bbc #i need a special tag for dead merlin #is anyone reading tags? please help. they locked me in a basement and force me to draw merthur 24/7

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shelivesinhermind · 1 year

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TAG GAME: EIGHT SHOWS TO GET TO KNOW ME

Thank you for tagging me, @emma-ofnormandy!

1. BBC Merlin - This show will always and forever have a special place in my heart. I fangirled over this show so hard, when it was over, I went into a little depression. The characters and story just mean so much to me, I feel nostalgic every time I hear the opening credits. And I always have a pleasant time when I interact with the fandom.

2. Vikings: Valhalla - I originally had no intention of watching this show when it dropped. I had watched the original Vikings series and really enjoyed it, but was in no hurry to watch a spin-off. That is until I saw a gif set of Emma and Canute (yes, you read that right) and the rest is history (quite literally). This show has come to mean so much to me in a short time, not only for my favorite couple, but the other characters grabbed me and didn’t let go as well. Plus, I have gotten to interact with some amazing folks in the fandom, which I am so grateful for :)

3. Doctor Who - Nothing will ever compare to the 10th doctor, my favorite, but this show was a place of escape for me for a long while. My brother and I looked forward to every Saturday when a new episode aired, kept up with it, who was cast next, and cried when David Tennant left. While my interaction with the show has fallen off in recent years (mostly because I don’t like the writing), I will always have fond memories.

4. Downton Abbey - This was just such a comfort show for me and still is! I could say Downton Abbey is probably the reason I got into period dramas, though I loved historical things before this show. Downton Abbey was also about community for me, I loved chatting with friends and older people alike who watched.

5. Marvelous Mrs. Maisel - This show is just so much fun, with a wonderful female character at the center. What more could you ask for? This show is just so bright, entertaining, and the themes and main character are just *chefs kiss* I love Miriam, her quirkiness, tenacity, and drive are just wonderful. I need to catch up on this show now that the new season has dropped!

6. Schitt’s Creek - Back in 2020 when the world was on hold and life felt meaningless, I was really struggling mentally and really needed something to pick me up. I had been wanting to watch Schitt’s Creek for a while, but the time never really felt right, until then. This show became a lifeline for me and a source of so much laughter. I love it. It is one of the greatest things made in my opinion.

7. Daredevil (Netflix) - As a Marvel fan from an early age, I have pretty much consumed all the Marvel media (with the exception of recent releases, I kinda fell off keeping up with everything after Endgame), but this show will always stand out to me as one of the best. I love everything about it.

8. The Walking Dead - I came for the zombies and stayed for the cast of characters. But seriously, I don’t fancy myself a fan of zombie media, and I am pretty sure The Walking Dead was my first interaction with a zombie story. To me this show becomes so much more than that and the actual zombies are like the background. I love the survival aspect the most about this show and all the characters that just grabbed me and stuck with me.

#sorry for the late response #tag game

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lindwurmkai · 2 years

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Hello. Due to my penchant for increasingly cryptic bios, here's some additional information to help you decide whether to follow this blog:

I mostly reblog and occasionally make a personal or funny (?) post

Reblogs are usually about 70% random crap and 30% fandom

I'm learning Mandarin and lately also Cantonese (again)! Not a langblr or whatever but it's a topic that comes up :)

Doing my best to stay out of discourse and succeeding most of the time

I'm here, I'm queer, I'm really fucking weird

Oh yes there will be neurodivergence and chronic illness blogging

Who else has been mostly trapped in their homes since before the pandemic? High five! 🫠

Since German is my native language, I like to occasionally ramble about differences between German and English. Accents and languages are a special interest

I've given up on using warning tags except for the most egregious stuff and so far no one's complained, but do let me know if there's something you need tagged

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rogue-durin-16 · 3 years

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AN UNUSUAL YEAR (Part I/V)

Summary: After having little to no interest on girls for five years, Fred suddenly feels the need to nag the shit out of a certain witch, completely oblivious to the reason behind it.

Pairing: Fred Weasley x Slytherin!Reader

Genre: fluff (+ enemies to lovers)

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Permanent taglist: @elia-the-bibliophile @randomparanoid @karlthecat15722 @thebutchersdaughtersblog

Warnings: none

A/N: I'm currently going through a Harry Potter fever ('tis the damn season), so I thought I'll write something. I might write more of this story, (maybe turn it into a multipart) we'll see. If you'd like to be tagged in this, let me know.

Part II

Part III

Part IV

Part V

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I had always supposed that reaching the sixth year at Hogwarts meant subjects would get way more demanding and complex, and I to be proven right, only two weeks in were needed.

Added to the usual difficulties, we would be hosting The Triwizard Tournament. Having the castle be almost twice as crowded as the other years, when all you crave is a quiet spot to study, wasn't ideal.

As I said, the first two weeks were already hard enough.

During the third week though, believe it or not, things got even worse —and our guests hadn't even arrived yet.

The Slytherin common room was quieter than the library these days, that's the sole reason why, at 3:35 pm, my best friend and I were already making our way there.

To our luck, we arrived just in time to see the two redheaded troublemakers par excellence high-fiving each other besides my common room's entrance.

"What on Merlin's beard are you two doing here?!" Both of them jumped at the sight of two Slytherins.

"The question is what are YOU doing here?" One of them questioned back, probably attempting to distract us. "You two should be in the library."

"What did you do?" I squinted my eyes at them and, while one raised his hands in surrender, the other just shrugged.

"Nothing." He motioned at our door nonchalantly. "If you don't believe me, check it yourself."

My friend and I shared a reluctant look, and before I could say anything, she was heading to the door.

"Mathilda wait—" I gasped when she sunk into what appeared to be the stone floor.

"Okay now, I wasn't expecting her to actually do it." When I attempted to step forward, a hand on my forearm prevented me from it.

"Don't step further." He warned. "Just in case."

"I'm not stupid." I hissed before grabbing my wand, which made the tall redhead back off. "Revelio." Slowly, a swamp was revealed to be where the entrance hall to the Slytherin common room was supposed to.

Now that it was visible, both twins hurried to get my friend out of their giant prank.

"Get rid of this." I ordered as they pulled her up, her bottom half covered in mud.

"Pffft... no?" One of them scoffed, walking away from Mathilda and stepping closer to me. "It's a masterpiece. It stays."

"If it stays, I will throw you into your masterpiece." I threatened, putting my wand back in my pocket.

"Oh, I'd love to see you try."

I glared at him, partially because I hated that cocky attitude these two —specially him— always exhibited, but also because I had to look up in order to make eye contact.

"Listen Weasley,"

"It's Fred." Oh what would I give to wipe that stupid grin off his face.

"I don't care." Refusing to step back as he clearly wanted to achieve by towering me, I stepped forward, lightly pushing him back with one hand. "You will remove this from here or I will walk right now to the Potions Classroom and split on you."

The twins seemed to have a silent conversation with their eyes only. After a moment of silence, the one with my friend spoke. "We'll get rid of it right now and you won't say anything." I nodded, my eyes still fixed on Fred's. "Just so we're clear, this was not set up for you."

"The next one will be, though." Fred assured me with an almost wicked smile. "I'll make sure you can't use the revelio on it."

"Is that a promise, Weasley?" I asked in an unconsciously defying tone.

"You can be sure of it, Y/l/n."

"It's Y/n." I retorted, mocking him.

"I don't care." I rolled my eyes when he did the same, finally breaking eye contact with him.

"C'mon Thilda," I held out my hand to her "let's see if someone can sneak us into the Ravenclaw common room."

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"You think Fred meant it?" Mathilda inquired, the worry slipping through her words as she played with her breakfast.

"I doubt so." Angelina, who was sitting in front of us, replied without even looking up from her quidditch history book. "They seem more trouble than they are, really." I scoffed; it was easier for her to say that; she was a Griffindor after all. "Deep down they're nice sort, Y/n. They won't pick up on you for ruining a prank."

"I don't trust them."

"I'm not saying you have to—" Angelina jumped slightly when a wad of paper hit my face.

"You were saying?" I grunted, making eye contact with the red haired boy waving at me from the Griffindor table.

When I opened the wad, it read:

'miss me? —Fred ;)'.

"Look at his smug face." I hissed. "I'm gonna-"

"Ignore him. You're gonna ignore him." Angelina finished, fairly unconcerned. "I assure you he'll get bored in less then two days if he can't get a reaction out of you."

For the sake of having breakfast in peace, I only dedicated him a fake smile and did as my friend said. It seemed to work, until it was time to leave for class.

"We should get moving." Mathilda spoke, putting her plate aside and picking up her things as I did the same.

"I have a free period now." Angelina informed us. "Or as free as it can be. You?"

"Divination. Y/n?"

"Charms— Fuck." I whined as something dawned on me. "Those gits are in my class." I spared them a glare. "If they ruin my favorite subject I'm gonna—" a sudden splash of water on my face left my shirt soaked for at least the next hour. "You got the nerve—!" I yelled at the guy who was already making eye contact with me.

"I do, indeed!" He cut me off, winking at me from across the table, his chin resting on the palm of his hand with a teasing grin dancing on his lips as he asked, "what are you gonna do now, Y/l/n?" His twin brother, though I could only see his back, was clearly not enjoying this behavior.

Mathilda checked my gaze, dreading the worst. "Y/n, don't. You're gonna make Slytherin lose points." She knew the warning wouldn't do much, but at least she had tried.

Angelina, instead of backing our friend and try to calm me down, got up and walked to the table where the Weasleys sat.

FRED'S P.O.V.

"I hope you know you're dead." Angie stood in front of me, before using her book to tap my brother's arm. "George, move."

"What?"

The three of us spared a look at Y/n, who had, ignoring McGonagall yells, stepped over her table to get to us.

"Move. Now."

"Ssshit." My brother moved just in time for Y/n to repeat the same forward move on our table.

It's not as if I didn't have the time to move and run away, she hadn't rushed; on the contrary, she walked calmed and composed, and still I did not move an inch.

I guess a part of me wanted to know what she'd do to me.

"Look at you." I began to wind her up again when she climbed off the table on my side, sitting down on its surface with her shoes over the bench. "Doing the impossible to be near me, how romant—"

My sentence died off abruptly as a handful of scrambled eggs was mashed against my face.

I heard a burst of laughs around me. "Blimey! I'm sorry, Fred," she feigned worry, smearing what I assumed were the remaining rests of my breakfast all over my chest. "I hope you're not late to Charms because of this." She whispered near my ear, making a shiver go down my spine when her breath hit my neck. "See you there, yeah?"

Her hand squeezed my shoulder and her fingers ran over my shoulder blades as she walked away.

I felt a napkin placed in my hand and I was quick to remove as much scrambled eggs as possible from my face, just in time to see Y/n exiting the Great Hall with McGonagall jogging after her.

"You know?" Lee asked, drawing my attention. "Picking up on the girl you fancy is kind of a toddler strategy."

"Yeah, Fred," my brother agreed. "you're not an eighth year-old anymore."

"And you chose the wrong girl to nag" Angie added," if you keep it up, she will surely kill you." She held back a teasing smile. "And you should be careful" she nudged George. "I don't think she can tell you both apart, you can end up as collateral damage."

"But you wouldn't let that happen, would you?" I rolled my eyes when George scooted closer to our quidditch chaser.

"Depends on how annoying you are." She faked indifference as my brother searched for her eyes.

"I don't fancy her." I not-so-randomly stated. "But I can't stop pranking her now that she ruined my breakfast."

"You can and you will, Weasley." I jolted at McGonagall's voice behind me. "Twenty points from Gryffindor." At least I'm not grounded, I thought. "And you're grounded for the rest of the week."

"But Y/n— Ouch!" my brother kicked me under the table so I would shut it.

"Y/l/n has received her fair share of punishment, too, Weasley." The professor gave me a poorly masked, disgusted look. "Go and..." She waved her hand "Clean yourself up, Y/l/n will inform professor Flitwick about this incident. And Weasley," She stared at my brother. "Aren't you supposed to be heading to Charms too?"

"Yes ma'am." He replied, throwing everything into his bag, getting up and rushing out of there, not before grabbing his robe.

"The day's promising." I groaned, handing my things over to Angelina so I could go to the bathroom.

"You made the day promising by messing with a Slytherin, you twit." She pointed out, putting my things over hers. "Now go clean those eggs from your shirt."

"Aye, mother!" I headed off before Angie could add anything else to the conversation, loosening my tie as I moved forward.

As I cleaned off everything I could in the nearest bathroom, a random thought slipped into my mind.

Had Y/n been punished too? And if so, would we fullfil the punishment together? It seemed logical that if one of us got grounded, the other one would get grounded too; consequently, it would only make sense for us to—

Shut it. I mumbled to my own mind.

I didn't care. I did not care if she was punished or not. It was none of my business.

I don't fancy her, I thought to myself once again.

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natvrefairy · 3 years

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Hi, I saw ur request rules and wondered if I could ask for a merlin X reader (romantic) and it's like really fluffy? Thx 😊

A/N: Of course! I'm so happy my first request is for Merlin, because both him and the entire show are just so iconic. I really hope you like this. :)

Something Meaningful (Merlin x Reader)

Requested: Yes!

Reader Pronouns: They/them

Word Count: 1,529

C/W: Uther is dead. A little bit of self-doubt on Merlin's side. Occasional rant. A little bit of stream of consciousness. (Cause I'm experimenting with that technique.) Fluff!

Context: Morgana's alive and good. Mordred and the rest of the knights are also still alive, but they're not really mentioned. Arthur and Gwen are King and Queen. Arthur's allowed magic in Camelot, and they know about and accept Merlin! And LGBTQ+ is accepted! (Cause reader is they/them, and there's no angst here. ^^)

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When Uther died, Camelot was a bit of a mess. Not that it wasn't before; Uther's reign wasn't a particularly cheerful one. But although he wasn't the kindest person, people still loved him, and his death simply came as a shock to everyone.

Arthur took it the hardest. But honestly, that was to be expected. When most people lose their parent, they get time to grieve, but Arthur didn't have the luxury of time. Uther died, and Arthur was thrown into power.

The first few months were the worst. Not just for Arthur, but the whole castle. But with Guinevere and Merlin by his side, he got through it. And with Arthur as King, it no longer mattered what anyone thought of his relationship with Gwen, because she was now the Queen.

But with Guinevere becoming Queen, a small issue arose. The Lady Morgana no longer had a servant.

Morgana, being as lovely as she was, truly didn't care about the loss of her maidservant. She still had her friend, and enjoyed her independence. But her brother thought it necessary, so the job was given to (Y/N).

Gaius didn't appreciate losing his other helper, but he couldn't say no to the King, so that was that.

But then, Gwen also needed a servant. And once again, the job was given to (Y/N). Merlin most definitely did not approve of his best friend's drastic increase in work load.

"I always knew you were an ass, but I didn't realise you were stupid as well." Merlin told Arthur the following morning.

Arthur's new title as King didn't change Merlin's attitude towards him in the slightest.

"Merlin, you can't address me like that."

"I did before, why is it any different now? Your highness."

"I am the King."

"Doesn't change the fact that you're an ass."

(Y/N) managed to talk Merlin down, but that didn't mean he liked the idea of them having to rush around everywhere all the time. Although, at least it was only Gwen and Morgana, who were both perfectly capable of taking care of themselves.

If it was two Arthur's, that would be an entirely different story.

That was about two years ago now. Camelot has had law changes since; such as the lifted ban on magic, allowing people to freely practise their gift, and the new acceptance of anyone identifying as other than cisgender/heterosexual.

And finally, at long last, the land of Albion was united.

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Having both grown up in Ealdor, Merlin and (Y/N) were always close. (Y/N) would constantly seek out Merlin and William, the three of them soon becoming best friends. When Merlin set off to Camelot, (Y/N) tagged along to look out for him, Will staying behind with his father.

Unlike Merlin, (Y/N) didn't possess any magic. But although being completely normal, they always went out of their way to try understand what their friend was going through. They never understood Uther's hatred towards magic. Even without having any themself, they absolutely adored Merlin's gift. Witnessing him in action never failed to put (Y/N) in a state of awe.

But of course, Merlin is much more than his magic. That, (Y/N) always knew, even when he didn't believe it himself. They were always there for him, and he was always there for them. That was how it always was, and how it always will be.

Which is why it was so hard for either of them to pinpoint exactly when their feelings grew. They always cared deeply for each other, but at some point, both completely unaware, those feelings blossomed until they were both completely and utterly in love.

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The two friends were granted the evening off, and unbeknownst to (Y/N), Gwen and Morgana had something up their sleeve. Having long figured out the pair's mutual yet oblivious feelings, the women decided to take matters into their own hands.

This involved giving them the evening off, and directly telling Merlin to confess.

"I'm sure they feel the same way," Gwen encouraged, "I know it's hard, but try something meaningful. If you can't say how you feel out loud, do something special instead."

So here Merlin was, a nervous wreck as he lead (Y/N) outside of Camelot, to a small forest clearing. What if they didn't like it? What if they turned him down? Then it could lead to disaster and they won't want to be his friend anymore and everything they had built will go to waste.

"Merlin," (Y/N) grasps his hand, immediately gaining his attention, "whatever has you stressing out, it's okay. I'm here, and I always will be. We'll face it together."

Taking a deep breath, he had them close their eyes, before gently leading them in the right direction. Glancing around to make sure everything was in place, he tried his best to calm his nerves.

'You can do this,' he thought to himself, 'you can tell dragons what to do, and they listen. This should be easy.'

"Merlin?"

"Oh, right, sorry. You can open your eyes now."

Opening their eyes, (Y/N) gaped at the scene before them. A rug laid out on the grass, all their favourite snacks and fruit laid out in front of them. Glancing between the dinner and Merlin in a combination of joy and surprise, they struggled for words.

"You did all of this?"

"Well, I may have stolen some things from the kitchen, but... I hope you like it?"

(Y/N) laughed - one of Merlin's favourite sounds - and pulled him over to sit down.

"Thank you."

Just their smile was enough to calm Merlin's nerves, and everything melted away as they began to eat, telling stories and laughing. Everything between them seemed perfect.

That is, everything except for the unsaid feelings.

As they finished and the moon began to rise, they cleared up a bit before laying down to stargaze.

"Star-gazing was a good idea," (Y/N) said softly after a while, turning their head to face Merlin, "but I have to ask, what was this all for?"

"What? Aren't I allowed to just spend time with my best friend?" Merlin replied, a little too quickly.

"Of course, but that's not what I mean. You seemed really nervous earlier. I can tell when you want to say something, Merlin."

He turned his head away in embarrassment, so (Y/N) shifted their body to properly face him.

"Hey, look at me," they said, placing their hand on his cheek and tilting his head back towards them, "you know you can always tell me anything. We've been through so much together. Nothing will scare me away."

Merlin gazed into their eyes in silence for a moment, before speaking up, voice barely a whisper, "It's hard to say it out loud. Can I just show you?"

"Of course. Whatever's best for you."

Slowly, he moved one hand to rest on (Y/N)'s cheek, hesitating slightly as his gaze shifted between their captivating (E/C) eyes and plump lips. Finally, deciding it's either now or never, he leaned forward, tilting his head as he captured their lips in a tentative kiss. He felt them stiffen slightly, his heart racing as his mind flooded with unwanted thoughts. This was the end. They were going to shove him away and never speak to him again.

But then, the thing he expected least of all happened; they actually reciprocated the kiss.

Their hand moved to his hair, butterflies going wild in their stomach. They never expected him to feel the same way about them, and now they couldn't even think straight. The only thing they could concentrate on was the feeling of his lips on their own.

Eventually, the sweet moment came to an end, leaving each of them completely breathless, faces only inches apart. They gazed into each other's eyes, catching their breath while they both tried to process what just occurred.

Then, all at once Merlin freaked out and started a rant, desperately trying to explain himself. Apology after apology flooded out of his mouth, raving on and on about how much he loves them and how he probably ruined everything and should have just kept his feelings all to himself.

(Y/N) cut him off with a small kiss on his lips, leaving him staring at them in shock when they pulled away.

"I love you too, Merlin. I thought I was so obvious about it," she laughed softly, gently running her fingers through his hair. "I'm so lucky to have you in my life, and I'm glad you feel the same."

His shock vanished, and he gave that heartwarming smile of his as he wrapped his arms around them, pulling them close. "You have no idea how happy that makes me."

And so they stayed there like that, laying and enjoying each other's company in the comfort of their mutual feelings. They stayed there until they decided it was time to head back and face Gaius' concerned wrath on them staying out so late. But for once, it didn't bother them listening to his lecture, because their lives had just changed for the better.

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