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mynameis-noe-body · 8 months

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Masterlist

For those wondering: I closed the previous mynameis-noe-body blog and opened a new one, to make it a main blog and have free access to dm.

First of all, rules. This is a list of my works, and I will rate them accordingly to Ao3 guidelines. This means they may be explicit and so, strictly +18.

I will write for the following fandoms and more (find more in others).

I will not write underage. I am comfortable with a certain amount of angst and/or violence but it's still up to me to decide what I am okay with.

I will not write for The Marauders fandom, since I do not appreciate those characters.

Requests are closed for the moment. And thank you for reading.

▪️Wizarding World

Shot through the heart

Professor Severus Snape × Original Female Character

Rating: Mature

Status: Complete (multiple chapters)

Summary: Licorice Hatch has traveled the world, fulfilling her dream of becoming one of the most famous writers and reporters in the Wizarding World. Now, she is coming back. Merlin only knows the turmoil she has caused in the heart of her dark, splendid professor. And at the very thought — eager to hold her in his arms again — Severus can't help but relive their whole story, from the very beginning, when it all started with a Wilbur Smith's book and... a two-month detention!

The Old Mill at the Hogsmeade's Eastern Forest

Post-Second Wizarding War Severus Snape × you (F)

Rating: Mature

Status: in progress (multiple chapters)

Summary: A year and a half after the end of the war, Severus still hasn't managed to leave Britain. No one knows of his survival, and for months he enjoys a life of silence, solitude and well-deserved peace. Everything would be absolutely perfect, were it not for you, sitting on his empty tombstone everyday to bring condolences and read some poetry. When it's said that curiosity killed the cat...

▪️Adam Driver Fandom

How to (not) kill a stranger

Kylo Ren × you (F)

Rating: Explicit

Status: Complete (multiple chapters)

Summary: He glances at you. "A young lady like you shouldn't travel alone, on a night like this." You want to roll your eyes and send him to hell, but he was kind to help you and you don't want any more trouble. "I couldn't really stay in Aberdeen. I knew my old Corolla wouldn't hold up for long, not in this weather, but I wanted to at least get to the Motel for the night." He nods, raises the temperature of the car and you thank him again. He doesn't acknowledge your words. But he smirks. "Aren't you afraid you just crossed your path with a murderer?" You grin. "What are the odds that we are both murderers?"

▪️Stranger Things

Catch me if you can, Chief!

Chief Jim Hopper × you (F)

Rating: Explicit

Status: Complete (one shot)

Summary: It's the 4th of July in Hawkins, and while everybody's having fun at the amusement park, the only one who's catching your attention is Jim Hopper, Chief of Police — and he's looking at you, equally interested.

This Friday night

Chief Jim Hopper × you (F)

Rating: Mature

Status: Complete (one shot)

Summary: All alone on a Friday night, after a long week of college classes, you just want to eat some ice cream and watch a movie. You didn't expect Jim to pay you visit — but god, if it isn't a nice surprise. OR — you and Jim (your father's best friend) get intimate on your parents' couch.

“Nothing to say, hm?”

Chief Jim Hopper × you (F)

Rating: Mature

Status: Complete (one shot)

Summary: You let Billy flirt with you a little... that might not be a good idea. Jim will find a very passionate way of showing his jealousy.

Sunday morning: pancakes and...

Chief Jim Hopper x you (F)

Rating: Mature

Status: Complete (one shot)

Summary: You make Jim breakfast and decide to wake him up with your hands and mouth.

▪️John Wick Fandom

🖤 Marquis Vincent Bisset De Gramont 🖤

I am your slave

Marquis Vincent Bisset De Gramont × you (F/GN)

Rating: Teen & Up Audience

Status: Complete (one shot)

Summary: You and Vincent play the jealousy game at a public evening gala of the High Table. You end up revelieng almost all of your feelings to each other.

Safe in his arms

Marquis Vincent Bisset De Gramont × you (F/GN)

Rating: Teen & Up Audience

Status: Complete (one shot)

Summary: Vincent, who has fallen in love with you and made you his beautiful wife, has never really told you about his true life of crime and murder. What will you do the first time you catch him red handed?

Little dove

Marquis Vincent Bisset De Gramont × you (F)

Rating: Explicit

Status: Complete (one shot)

Summary: You're the Marquis' favorite tailor — and you always act so innocent and pure it would just too much fun to ruin you (corruption kink).

🖤 John Wick 🖤

Origami

John Wick × reader (F/GN)

Rating: All

Status: Complete (one shot - drabble)

Summary: A casual encounter lead you and John to looking for each other, wishing to meet again.

▪️Others (open to write for: Alice in Wonderland, Joker(s), Johnny Depp fandom)

Wonderland Chronicles

Tarrant Higtop (Mad Hatter) × Alice Kingsley

Fandom: Alice in Wonderland

Rating: Explicit

Status: Complete (one shot)

Summary: Alice and Tarrant get inspired by fruit juices and enjoy smutty time, all alone during a tea party.

🔹A list of k*nks without explanation

Severus Snape

Lucius Malfoy

Eddie Munson

Billy Hargrove

Chief Jim Hopper

#harry potter #adam driver #alice in wonderland #starnger things #jim hopper #severus snape #pro snape #snape x you #snape x oc #adam driver x reader #mad hatter #masterlist #request #eddie munson #billy hargrove

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kiaranaria · 4 months

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On the lookout for some new ships/fandoms for fanfics

I do not intend to read/watch the source material.

I'm only on the search for good fanfics.

Like, I haven't watched a single episode of Teen Wolf, but read around 500 fics, after Coley mentioned in one of her vids that they have good fanfics. They do.

The thing is I'm not really interested in spending time with whatever canon since I don't have time to watch hours of stuff with only a bit of the-good-stuff™ in it. But I love reading fanfics and found it quite fun to get to know new characters through basically only AUs.

If someone can recommend some really good fics for me that'd be awesome!

Here a list of some ships I read:

Johnlock

Clintasha (Marvel)

Stony

WinterIron

IronStrange

Sterek

Spuffy (BtVS)

Kaz/Inej (Six of Crows)

Hiccstrid

Joey/Pacey (Dawson's Creek)

Ren/Kyouko (Skip Beat)

Haruhi/Kyouya (OHHC)

Obi/Shirayuki

MariChat and the rest of the square

Draco/Hermione

Elizabeth/Mr.Darcy

I read a few Arthur/Merlin but I don't think those were really good ones or they just aren't a good pair for me (but I think they could be)

might read some Scully/Mulder soon

I love me a clever, sarcastic one (Tony, Sherlock, Stiles, Hiccup, Elizabeth) paired with a brave not-quite-himbo (Bucky, John, Derek, Astrid, Mr.Darcy)

Angst, Slow Burn, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Friends to Lovers... stuff like that

So... Tell me about some good ships! Please!

#fanfic recs #fan fiction #fanfic #fandom #fanfiction #fanfics #sterek #johnlock #obiyuki #winteriron #stony #spuffy

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katnissgirlsmakedo · 11 months

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movie may RANKED worst to best i think is more fun so let’s go <3 ok there’s only 30 because i didn’t feel like including the comedy special in the ranking. anyway.

30. starting off DEAD LAST NO CONTEST. not another teen movie (day 16 pt 1). it was bad. movie that claims to critique misogynistic tropes in teen movies while upholding a worse more disgusting misogyny. wow. also i didn’t laugh once. however i do think chris evans should have been contained to this genre instead of superhero movies this is literally where he belongs. anyway. movie was bad

29. friday night lights (day 5). listen the show isn’t the best thing ever but truly this movie made it look genuinely groundbreakingly progressive. i don’t really even remember this movie but i remember that it sucked

28. after ever happy (day 15). easily the second worst after movie.

27. all the wilderness (day 27). frankly. i don’t know why i watched this it wasn’t on my list it just has a guy in it. anyway it wasn’t that good but it wasn’t the worst thing i’ve ever seen

26. naked singularity (day 24). movie based on a book i didn’t read and i feel like the book is probably much better and makes way more sense. but john boyega is kinda fine soo…. also my buddy bill skarsgard was there. and olivia cooke. and she was hot. there are worse ways to spend 90 minutes. see number 30.

25. romeo and juliet 2013 (day 17). julian fellowes tries to ruin romeo and juliet. fortunately there was enough slay in the flop that it didn’t suck that bad. my friend benvolio :)

24. the lost girls (day 30). like if the sisterhood of the traveling pants was about wendy darling. and bad. but bad with a Vision. feminism win also. love it when women can’t act

23. three months (day 8). not good but made me cry so. and troye sivan was there

22. 80 for brady (day 11 pt 1). LOVE comedies about old women!! who are WEIRD about that man!! (tom brady). yeah it was as bad as you expect it to be but it was fun <3

21. footloose (day 19). there was so much flop in this movie. and yet there was enough slay to even it out in the end. i loved ren and willard’s gay little dance lesson montage so much…

20. shakespeare in love (day 29 pt 1) if a good movie was bad. if a bad movie was good. yeah

19. the count of monte cristo 2002 (day 22) some would call this movie bad. they’re right of course but also WRONG AS HELL. you had to be there. teenage henry cavill is there and that’s not even the weirdest part

18. merlin’s apprentice (day 13). HATERS will hate this two part three hour miniseries. they did not understand it though. first of all the two romantic leads of this got real life married after they met here and now have three kids. and one of them is meghan ory of abc’s once upon a time fame. so love is real jot that down

17. game night (day 4) FUN movie. and rachel mcadams was there

16. the beguiled (day 18). i liked the part where they killed him :) also i think sofia coppola slayed the aesthetics of this so i will never be watching the original peace and love xoxo

15. murder mystery 2 (day 23). i had SO much fun at the adam sandler jennifer anniston murder mystery sequel….

14. moxie (day 16 pt 2). very good movie for what it is, i think it should be required viewing for all teenage girls. however if you expect it to be really deep and a Perfect representation of feminism… you’re asking too much lmao.

13. the craft (day 3). loved it however i think those girls should have lezzed out wayyyy more also i hated the boyfriend stuff

12. dating amber (day 9). movie made me cry like a little baby so fuck this movie but also yes it was very very good and i WOULD recommend

11. the guernsey literary and potato peel pie society (day 11 pt 2). too many downton abbey actors but it’s pretty good anyway! sad though. however the primary reason i’m ranking it so high is because of how they did the end credits. some movies have a post credits scene, THIS movie has the characters talking and laughing over the credits instead of music it’s so slay seriously watch it it’s so good

10. promising young woman (day 28). well you all were there when i watched this. it was. an experience. some thing i didn’t mention however that i liked was how we never see nina at all but her presence hangs over the entire narrative and informs everything. her seymour slaughterhouse rulez swag. her laura palmer realness

9. palm springs (day 14). it was just cute! and it made me cry. and my buddy was there. can’t divulge more info than that i don’t like to talk about that but. well. always fun to hang with the old pals!

8. cyrano (day 29 pt 2). MASSIVE SLAY. what if there was a movie like 2017 beauty and the beast but it was really actually good and didn’t have an over abundance of cgi. sorry i keep making that comparison it’s just real yk. except that the beast kind of sucks and cyrano would literally never. he’s a feminist

7. not okay (day 12). caroline calloway was in this. the movie about an influencer scammer with depression… also it’s insane

6. crazy rich asians (day 25). yeah i’ve seen this movie before so maybe i shouldn’t have put it in my ranking but i just like it <3 THE movie to watch with your mom this summer! for the 5th year in a row!! god my mom loves this movie, you would not believe…

5. the map of tiny perfect things (day 31). goes so crazy…. like. what if we broke the time loop with love…… holy shit….

4. practical magic (day 2). LOVED the witch movie about men dying!! ty and livvy could do this also. that’s not relevant to the movie being good though. i LOVE you sandra bullock and nicole kidman!!!!

3. freaky (day 1). literally an insane slay. whoever thought of this concept needs their shit sucked so serious. sorry for saying that in that way i just really believe in it… and kathryn slayed… and also, and i didn’t even expect him to, vince vaughn slayed really hard as well…. also i loved the love interest boy soooo much he literally wanted to kiss her so bad he did it WHILE SHE WAS IN THE KILLER’S BODY. ok freak.

2. moonrise kingdom (day 21). i loveddddd this one…. this is the only movie may movie i’ve already started rewatching i just want to hang out with it…. i want to eat this movie like a buttery flaky perfect croissant. i also want to swim in it. it’s complicated. i loved it though <3 also it was soooo emma and jules core

1. the secret of moonacre (day 6). GIRLFANTASY WIN!!!!! this was a perfect film for me… it has EVERYTHING. AND the protagonist has a gay boyfriend. AND it was directed by my close friend gábor csupó. of jess fame…. it’s so good it’s so everything to me. i need to acquire it on dvd immediately but i haven’t yet… i can’t recommend it because if any of you watched it and didn’t feel this passionate about it i would kill myself. but i loved it for me <3

#hm. long ass post. yeah i’ll post it #beth.txt #🤍

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madamebaggio · 2 years

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Requests are open!

Attention, friends!

I am opening requests for original BrOTPs!

Is there a pair you’d like to see being besties? Well, today is your lucky day!

Please, read the rules carefully before submitting a request.

Requests have to be submitted as an “Ask”, just so it’s easier for me to keep track of them.

The relationships HAVE to be friendship/platonic. This isn’t a “friends to lovers” deal, it’s legitimately only friendship.

This is for ‘new’ friends, let us say. For example, in case you want to see Wanda being friends with Darcy, or Sansa Stark shopping with Thranduil. Please, don’t send requests for characters that are friends in canon and we’ve already seen interacting (like Tony and Rhodey).

Information you must provide for your submission:

The characters (Name and movie/TV show (in case of crossover))

What are they doing? Studying together, having tea, working together…

Prompts are optional. If you have a dialogue or scene prompt you want to add, it’s up to you. If there’s a song, a picture, or a gif you relate to this and you want to share, please do.

I won’t write:

snippets with real people (Tom Hiddleston, Margot Robbie and so on)

about movies/shows that I’ve never watched (Vikings, Avatar, BBC Merlin and so on)

Characters I strongly dislike. (Joker, Kylo Ren, Diego Hargreeves… )

Anything but pure fluff.

I reserve myself the right to decline prompts based on these. If you have any doubt about any of the rules, you can always DM me ^^

Let me know if you have any questions.

#madame baggio #requests are open #brotp

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pulaasul · 2 years

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Pirate Badger’s Grief.

Harry returned from the cemetery holding onto the body of Cedric Diggory, sobbing. Ryuji just knew what the state of his surrogate brother was.

A/N: The spells Ryuji used in the story are as follows

Recarm - revives ally with small hp - Translation: person is resurrected from supposed death but is still weak and would need time to recuperate

Samerecarm - revives ally with full hp - Translation: person is resurrected in full health.

Recarmdra - revives ally at the cost of the caster's hp - Translation: person is resurrected but at the cost of the caster's life.

FFN I Ao3

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As soon as Harry appeared, holding an unconscious Cedric, that was when Ryuji knew that something bad happened to his surrogate older brother.

Something bad happened to Cedric Diggory.

Ryuji ignored the applause as he rushed towards the arena where Potter refused to let go of Cedric's body.

"Ryuji?" Ren questioned as he chase after his Hufflepuff friend.

The rest of the former Phantom Thieves immediately noticed Ryuji's running form with Ren chasing after.

"What do you think that's about?" Morgana questioned.

Makoto narrowed his eyes at the center, she can still see that Potter has yet to let go of Diggory's body. She turned her attention to the unconscious boy, and it was then that she noticed that Diggory was lifeless.

"I think Diggory's dead." Makoto gasped.

"What?!" Anne exclaimed.

"Crap." Futaba cussed.

Ryuji continued to run down the stairs, dodging the cheering audience along the way, as he hurried towards his surrogate older brother.

"Cedric! Come on Cedric this is a bad joke." Ryuji knelt beside the unconscious Diggory, completely ignoring the crying Potter who still wouldn't let go.

Ren did the most sensible thing he could in the situation, he pressed two of his fingers on the side of Cedric's neck, trying to find if Cedric still had a pulse.

Ryuji looked at his best friend expectantly but all Ren could convey to him was shaking his head.

"No." Ryuji gulped.

Ryuji retrieved his wand from his pants and pointed it at the unconscious Diggory.

"Recarm!"

A glowing green butterfly appeared right at Ryuji's wand and flew towards Cedric's head but it just dissipated as soon as it landed on Diggory.

"Recarm!"

Ryuji repeated the spell but the result remained the same.

"Samerecarm!"

Ryuji cast a new spell, this time a kaleidoscope of glowing blue butterflies appeared around the Hufflepuff's wand and flew towards Cedric but they also dissipated as soon as they landed on Diggory.

"Samerecarm! Samerecarm!"

Ryuji tried the spell a few more times but it garnered the same results, with the glowing blue butterflies dissipating as soon as they landed on Cedric's unmoving body.

Everyone else was silent as they watched Ryuji try to cast a spell, curious why the Hufflepuff was casting a spell they didn't know about. Even Professor Dumbledore was confused as to what kind of spell the Hufflepuff was casting.

Everyone knew that the spell was successfully cast, from the differently colored butterflies that appeared, but nothing happened to Diggory.

"Merlin's Beard! Diggory," Minister Fudge gasped. "Dumbledore! He's dead!"

That was when everyone else realized the gravity of the situation, why a Hufflepuff was casting a virtually unknown spell in panic.

"Recarmd-"

"Ryuji! Stop! Ren grabbed hold of his best friend's hand.

"Ren, let go of me!" Ryuji tried to pry Ren's hands off of his own.

"Ryuji, think this through," Ren tightened his hold on his best friend. "You could end up dead if you use that spell."

"I'll do anything, just to get him back," Ryuji begged. "Please, Ren."

"Listen to Ren, Ryuji," Morgana offered as he placed his hand on the Hufflepuff's shoulders.

"I don't care what happens to me!" Ryuji growled.

"Ryuji!" Anne exclaimed. "What about your mother? If you use that spell and fail to revive him, what then?"

"Apparently, Cedric was hit by the killing curse for some time now." Makoto relayed the information she got.

"Don't the recarm spells revive even those hit by the killing curse?" Haru questioned.

"That was never proven," Morgana shook his head. "It does work on things hit by the hama and mudo spells but no one has ever experimented the recarm spells against the killing curse itself."

"But… but…" Ryuji tried to form his response.

"Using the spell that uses one's own life force to fuel the spell could theoretically revive anyone hit by the killing curse," Makoto offered. "But we're using unproven theories as our basis, and if it fails, we'll lose not only the one we want to be revived but the caster as well."

Ren looked at his downcast best friend. He knew that in this life, Ryuji viewed the fallen Triwizard champion as a surrogate older brother. In fact, he was thankful for Cedric because the Diggory was the only one who had curbed Ryuji's impulsiveness, and even Morgana was surprised by the amount of control Ryuji had over his emotions.

If Ryuji in the previous life was quick to punch, or at least glare, at the offender. In this life, Ryuji only had to take calming breaths and then outright ignore the other party.

Of course, the difference in how he was raised and the notable lack of Kamoshida taunting him were also great factors, but Ryuji's self-sacrificial nature was mellowed out in this life than in the previous one.

Ren let go of Ryuji's hand, after taking away his wand and watched as his best friend mourned his loss alongside Cedric's parents.

(linebreak)

"Who cast the killing curse on Cedric?"

Ryuji asked Futaba as soon as he spotted her.

"Wha-?!"

"Who cas-"

"I heard you the first time, geez." Futaba rolled her eyes.

"Well, why'd you ask then?" Ryuji growled out.

"Can you blame me if I was surprised?" Futaba huffed. "You don't usually face me with such a scary face."

"Sorry," Ryuji sighed, rubbing the back of his head. "It's just that, I need to know who cast the killing curse on Cedric."

"You're not going to pull an Akechi, are you?" Futaba inquired.

"Sakamoto, the Diggorys are waiting for you at the headmaster's office so that you can apparate alongside Professor Sprout," Akechi approached the duo. "I don't exactly appreciate using my name as a verb."

"Busted." Futaba stuck out her tongue.

"I won't hunt him down and kill him to seek revenge, I just want to know who did it and maybe I'll accidentally send a thunder reign their way."

"Brutal." Futaba bluntly commented.

"Why not a hama or a mudo?" Akechi inquired. "Or even the killing curse itself?"

"Dude, unlike you, I don't kill."

"I see your naiveté came with you in this life," Akechi scoffed. "With Voldemort risen from the dead, you're going to have to kill Sakamoto, all of us will."

"Yeah well, I'm not going to cross that line just yet."

"Your funeral." Akechi clicked his tongue. "Now come on, the Diggorys are waiting." He grabbed Ryuji's hand and dragged him to the headmaster's office.

"Wait." Futaba stopped the two from walking away further.

"If you'll answer his query, hurry it up." Goro growled.

"Geez fine," Futaba rolled her eyes before turning her attention to Ryuji. "I know what cast the killing curse, I will have either Anne or Morgana talk to Potter about it, it'd be a nice change of pace for him considering a lot of people are still skeptical about his tale."

"Fudge may not be as bad as Shido, he's still an incorrigible person." Akechi nodded. "Now that you have answered his query, Sakamoto let's go, we have places to be."

"Alright, alright," Ryuji rolled his eyes. "I'm coming, I'm coming."

Ryuji faced Futaba and mouthed a "thank you" at her before jogging towards Akechi's walking form.

#persona 5 #harry potter #cedric diggory #ryuji sakamoto #ren amamiya #anne takamaki #ann takamaki #yusuke kitagawa #makoto niijima #futaba sakura #haru okumura #morgana #goro akechi #story #pbg

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sergeantsporks · 3 years

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Can You Die of a Broken Heart?

Teen

Gen

When Nari said "the order will rip your soul to pieces," Douxie thought she meant literally. Turns out, they can do it figuratively AND literally.

Ao3

Series: I Can Make RotT So Much Worse

Based on this post by @spellcasterdouxie

“Why don’t we try to get a little information out of him, first?”

Douxie’s head jerked up. He couldn’t betray his friends—but if they were interrogating him, it meant they wouldn’t have Nari for just that much longer.

Bellroc rolled their eyes. “What information could he possibly have?”

Skrael shrugged. “A secret weapon? An idea left behind by Merlin? I think we should take a look around inside of that stupid, stupid head of his. Since he’s around, anyway.” His hands glowed with magic. “You made a mistake, wizard. You put your soul in the body of another. That makes it… vulnerable. Exposed.”

Magic pulsed out of Skrael’s hand, striking Douxie’s head. At first, it seemed like nothing had happened. Then hundreds and hundreds of glowing strands erupted from his head, stretching out.

Bellroc’s eyes seemed to light with a cruel glow. “Memories…” they hissed, reaching out.

When their hand touched a glowing strand, it erupted into a scene Douxie knew well—a lecture from Merlin. Over something he’d broken, of course.

“Useless,” Bellroc growled. They seized the glowing thread, and with a flick of their wrist, it snapped off.

Douxie felt a tug in his gut, and an overwhelming feeling of something being… missing. He’d just seen the memory—and he knew there was something that he’d remembered before, but it was gone, and no matter how he tried, he couldn’t find it.

The order tore through memories like a wildfire, pulling up and discarding them. Planning the subway trap with the other guardians of arcadia—gone. Krel’s designs for the amulet—Bellroc and Skrael watched for a bit, then ripped those away, too. The empty pit in Douxie’s stomach grew wider and wider, and the missing memories left him with a spinning head. It didn’t hurt, per se, it was just… disorienting. He knew he should feel upset—but it was hard to feel upset over losing something you didn’t remember having.

“Remember when I told you magic is mastery over life?”

Douxie lifted his head. “N-no,” he gasped, trying to pull back, “That’s—that’s—don’t—please—”

“My, Hisirdoux, what a life you’ve lived.”

Bellroc grabbed one of his horns and yanked him up. “What a pathetic life you’ve lived.”

“What a wizard you’ve become.”

“P-please—”

Skrael seemed to take special delight in ripping that one away.

“N—” Douxie’s heart hurt, but he didn’t know why, he just knew that he’d lost something, something important to him.

“A wizard does not make mistakes. He makes unexpected—”

Douxie screamed as the Order ripped through memories, until he wasn’t sure why they were important anymore.

A gentle purr—nothing but stone.

Smiles and laughs—a circular room

Moments with his student—train tracks and darkness.

A being made of ice tilted his head up, sharp claws tracing his face but not breaking skin. “Have you ever heard the Egyptian’s theory on the soul? They believed it was made of several parts. One was the ren—the name. But it was more than the name—it was memories.”

His head was spinning, and spinning, and he couldn’t remember anything but this room of stone and darkness. He managed a guttural moan—he wanted someone, needed someone so badly it hurt, but he couldn’t remember who—

The ice being jerked on one of his horns. “Your memories are an important part of you, wizard.”

Wizard? What…?

“Experience makes you who you are—without your memories, you’re just a sad, sad husk.”

A fire being spat. “Enough. We have spent long enough on this creature. Return it to its body. Without its memories, it would not even know to attack us.”

“I’d rather not take the risk.” The ice being leaned back. “When you see its soul…”

“We’ll get Nari back. But he… he will not go home.”

What… he was too tired, too sick, too lonely to figure out what they were talking about.

And then the two beings started chanting, and the world dissolved into pain, soul-crushing pain.

At least, he’d thought it was soul-crushing. Until he felt himself tearing out of his body, and the ice and fire being grabbed hold of his soul and pulled.

Turned out, there was a feeling worse than soul-crushing.

Soul ripping.

They tore at his being, and even though he was out of a body, he somehow still felt it, in every fiber of his being, that horrible, horrible tearing sensation, like taffy that had been pulled just a little too far.

Some instinct, some nagging voice in the back of his head screamed at him to end it! End the spell now, before they destroy you!

And he didn’t know what that meant, he didn’t know what spell, but maybe the little voice in the back of his head took over because he was waking up in a completely new place, in a body that was different, but felt… more familiar.

“Wha—huh—I—”

“Douxie!” A cat barreled into him, and he instinctively hugged it. It just felt… right, but he didn’t know why.

Some kid with scars on his face stared him meaningfully in the eye. “Douxie, do you know where they are?! Where’s the order, where do they have Nari?”

That sure was a lot of words that probably meant something. He shook his head. “I—I’m sorry—I really am—but—who’s Douxie?”

Xxx

“I can lock onto Nari. We’ll get her.”

Jim glanced back at the vacant Douxie, who was patting Archie, apparently with no clue of who he was. “We might need his magic.”

“We can’t take him along like this! It would be murder!” Claire twisted around to look at him, shaking his head. “Besides, I… I don’t know if he remembers how to do magic. Jim, what if we lost him?!”

Jim brushed her cheek with one hand. “Hey… look at me. Look at me. If there’s one thing I’ve learned about Douxie, it’s that he always finds a way to come back. He died, remember? And he still came back to us. He’ll get better.”

“He doesn’t remember who he is, who we are! What if he can’t come back?!”

“Then we’ll find a way to bring him back. We’ll find a spell, or Krel will be able to invent something—we won’t leave him like this. I promise.”

Xxx

Douxie—apparently that was his name. That’s what they kept telling him. He didn’t know. All he knew was the last hour of his life—the last horrible, painful hour of his life.

He hadn’t known it was so bad—not until he came here, where there was light, and everything was soft and kind, instead of harsh and painful.

And there was Archie, the cat.

Jim and Claire approached. “We’re heading out,” Jim said quietly to Archie.

Archie jumped up with a hiss. “Douxie’s not going. He needs to recover.”

“We weren’t planning on it,” Claire soothed, “No taking Douxie into dangerous situations right now. Promise.”

Archie leapt into Douxie’s lap. “I’m staying with him.”

“But what if we need—”

“Douxie needs me more. Go.”

Claire and Jim exchanged a glance, then left without a word. Archie snuggled down further in Douxie’s lap. Douxie absentmindedly stroked the cat. “Who’s your owner?”

“I don’t have one.”

“Then… who takes care of you?”

Archie gave him a look that was just so deeply sad it made Douxie want to cry, although he wasn’t sure why. “I… have a friend. My familiar.”

Douxie settled back, petting him. “What happened to him? Why isn’t he here?”

Archie started to shake a little bit. “He… didn’t come back from a fight.”

Douxie gave the cat a little squeeze. “I’m sorry.” They sat in silence, then, “Tell me about him?”

And Archie did.

He told Douxie about a wizard. About all of the adventures they’d shared. All of the hardships they’d endured—but all of the good times they’d had, too. He told him about a strict master who’d eventually given his own life for his apprentice. About how his familiar had taught Claire magic. How he’d saved the world, at the cost of his own life—then had come back from the dead.

He told him about how strong the wizard was. How brave. How kind. How clever, even if sometimes his “cleverness” backfired in his face.

Douxie’s heart ached for the cat and his familiar. It was obvious how much Archie had loved his wizard—and he’d lost him. Would have to live without him. “I’m sorry,” he said again, “He sounded…”

Archie buried himself in Douxie’s jacket. “Yes. I have to believe…”

“Believe what?”

“I have to believe that he’ll come back.” Archie twisted out, his eyes desperately searching Douxie’s. “That you’ll come back.”

An eerie sense of familiarity swept over him, the worst déjà vu.

Those stories.

They were… his stories?

He was the wizard?

What had the order done to him?!

Tears for his lost life sprang up in his eyes, and he hugged Archie, mind whirling in a thousand directions at once. It was like the Order was shredding his soul all over again—he’d had a whole life, 900 years of it, and it had been taken away. He didn’t know who he was—the only thing he had was stories of who he’d used to be, echoes of friendships he used to have. And now? What was he supposed to do?

“Douxie?” Archie asked quietly.

“I want to be him. I want to be him again, I want to be your familiar, I want to be Douxie again.” He scrubbed at his eyes. “There has to be some way to get back the memories they took, please—I… I don’t want to lose you.”

Archie purred. “Memories or not, you will always be my familiar. Nothing will change that. You won’t lose me.” He tilted his head at Douxie. “I know the world might be ending soon and all, but… how would you feel about going on a different adventure?”

“What?”

“I don’t know if we can get your memories back, Douxie. But we can certainly make new ones.”

#honestly this is a concept i want to explore more in-depth-- plus y'know fun torture and whump #but right now my brain is spitballing angsty ideas at lightning speed and i'm just spitting them out on paper #so maybe later #when i finish shattered timelines (ignore my loud laughter)#rott #rott spoilers #toa #tales of arcadia #toa fanfic #my writing #douxie

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official-weasley · 3 years

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Meant to Be (Charlie Weasley x OC)

What happens when Bill brings home a girl and Charlie is completely awestruck by her?

WARNINGS: Mentions of sex and alcohol and getting drunk.

CHAPTER 4

Charlie

No matter how much I tried I wasn’t even halfway when I heard mum calling us for dinner. I stood up and moaned from the pain. This chair was killing me but it was better that I just stay in my room than talk to Rhylee.

I made my way downstairs. I was surprised at how quiet the afternoon was. The twins came out of their room as I got to their floor, giggling. I was waiting for an explosion or a fire or something but nothing happened so I followed them down into the kitchen.

We all sat down and since my dad spent the entire morning working on something in the garage I decided to talk to him. I wasn’t at all surprised that he was playing with the plugs he was collecting. I always found his obsession with Muggle artifacts rather amusing.

After dinner, I went back into my room and buried myself in my work. I wish the formal part of my job was as fun as the practical part. I loved working with dragons but writing reports on what I do every month was a pain in my arse.

I lifted my head when I heard a knock on the door.

“We’re leaving now, Charlie.” Mum poked her head through the door. “Are you sure you can’t come with us?”

“I tried, mum. But I still have so much to do.” I sighed.

It pained me how sad she sounded.

“Alright, dear. I understand.” She smiled. “Rhylee’s staying behind too. She’s in Ginny’s room, working on something.” She added and gently closed the door behind her as she left.

Rhylee’s in Ginny’s room. That was great news! It means I can go work downstairs and make myself some coffee. I grabbed all my papers and rushed down the stairs the second I heard them leaving. The kitchen table was much bigger than the one in my room so I was excited I would be able to spread all my papers across it and make it easier for myself when I search for different pieces of parchment.

I made myself a big cup of coffee because since I have been working on this for 5 hours and felt as if I got barely anything done, I knew it was going to be a long night for me.

—

“Oh, dear Merlin, you scared me, Charlie!” I jumped up in my seat and turned around. I saw Rhylee standing in the living room, her hands on her chest. “I thought I was alone in the house.” She continued, trying to calm herself down.

“I thought Bill told you I’ll be here.” I couldn’t help but laugh.

The look on her face was priceless.

“He forgot to mention it, I guess.” She tried to laugh too but was still a bit shaken.

She slowly made her way to the kitchen.

“Can I just make myself some tea?” She stopped next to me.

“Why don’t you sit down and I’ll make it for you.” I offered.

She smiled appreciatively and sat down. She couldn’t help herself from peeking at my papers.

“How come you didn’t go with your family?” She asked.

“Because I am an idiot that leaves his reports until the last minute before they have to be handed in.” I replied, putting a kettle on and getting her a cup.

“Don’t like to do paperwork, huh?” She chuckled.

“I dread it.” I opened the cupboard where mum usually has tea leaves. “It’s the only thing I don’t like about my job.”

“I feel you. It’s a real party breaker.” I turned to her.

She was leaning on the table, watching me.

“Why did you stay behind?” I asked even though I was there this morning when she got the letter.

I was just making small talk and I didn’t like the way she was looking at me.

“I had to fill out the paperwork for the new dragon we are getting. We thought he was coming on the 30th but he’s arriving in two days.” She sounded so excited. It made me want to be there when they receive him even more. “I feel bad for miscalculating, though.” She exhaled.

“What do you mean?” I gave her the cup with tea.

“Thank you.” She smiled and put the cup to her lips. “I already finished and I know they left two hours ago but now I wish I just went with them and would stay up late and fill out the forms then.”

“I have plenty of reports to finish. You can help me.”

Why did I say that?

I just wanted to make her feel less guilty for staying behind but the idea sounded way better in my head. I didn’t want her to be here. It would be better if she went upstairs!

“Sure!” She put her cup down and clapped her hands.

Why did she have to sound so excited about this? I was torturing myself at this point. I hate Bill for bringing her here and I couldn’t wait to go back to Romania to be as far away from her as possible. She was making my brain fuzzy.

“How can I help you?” Her question made me stop staring at her.

“Well, you can help me set this pile by date.” I pointed at the pieces of parchment on the left side of the table. “Meanwhile, I’ll write the report for Ren.”

“Ren?” She lifted her head from the papers and looked at me.

“Our Romanian Longhorn.” I explained the name.

“Oh.” She chuckled. “I thought you were talking about your girlfriend.”

Why did she sound relieved?

“Ehm, no.” I said quickly and scratched my head.

The last thing I wanted to do was talk about relationships with her.

“Are you single?” She asked out of the blue.

“Mhm.” I mumbled, trying hard to keep my eyes on the report in front of me.

I hope she’s not expecting me to ask her the same question. I couldn’t see the expression on her face but I could see that she nodded.

Why did she even care?

Please stop talking to me and let me bury myself in work so I can stop thinking about you, Rhylee!

—

I pressed my fingers into my eyes, lifting my head and putting down my quill when I heard a tap on the window. It was an owl, a letter in her beak.

“What do you have for me, little friend?” I gently took the envelope from her and rushed to the pantry to get her some treats. “Wait here.”

I was so into work that I don’t even know when it started snowing. I looked at my watch. 4 hours! We have been working for four hours without speaking. Thank Merlin for that!

However, my family should be back by now.

I grabbed some treats and quickly returned to the kitchen. I gave them to the owl and got a cute hoot in return and then I went to open the letter. I recognized mum’s handwriting at once. I rushed through the letter, making sure nothing bad happened to them.

Charlie,

you have probably noticed how much snow has fallen. Ron and Ginny had an idea of us staying in the village for the night.

We don’t want to apparate with them being so young and with all the snow I don’t know how it is around the house.

Be a dear and check the window in Fred and George’s room and make sure it’s closed.

We’ll see you in the morning.

Love, mum

They are staying in the village? They’re coming back in the morning? Was I cursed? Why was this happening to me!

“Is everything okay?” Rhylee asked gently.

“It’s from my mum. They are going to stay in the village. Too much snow has fallen for them to walk back and they don’t want to apparate with my siblings.” I explained.

“Oh.” Was all she said.

This was the first time I didn’t know what to make of her face.

“Well, we still have work for another two hours.” She smiled at me, pointing at the papers.

I just nodded and sat back down. I was overreacting. This was fine. We were just working. She was helping me with my reports and we made small talk. It was rather nice. I enjoyed her company even though we weren’t talking at all. There was no awkward silence or tension. It felt as if we were doing this for years. Maybe that’s why I felt so weird about it.

It shouldn’t feel like this. Should it? I shouldn’t feel like this. It was obvious she grew on me and I only knew her for like two days. But Bill didn’t mind that I was staying behind so it really was harmless. It was just my mind messing with me.

—

“I can’t believe we actually did it!” I closed my ink bottle, looking at the now neatly folded piles of reports. “It only took us…” I looked down at my watch. “…6 hours.” It was five minutes past eleven.

Great, we can just go to sleep now!

“I think we deserve to celebrate!” Rhylee obviously had other plans, her eyes beaming.

She had that playfulness in her eyes again.

“What are you proposing?” I smiled weakly.

I can’t just tell her to go back into Ginny’s room. It would be rude. Bill said to make her feel comfortable in our home.

“You have some alcohol in this house?” She bit her lip.

Alcohol? She was joking, right?

“I’m not sure. I can go check.” I said slowly.

That was a lie. I knew that dad always had at least two bottles of Fire Whiskey in the garage just in case we would get unannounced guests.

I dragged myself in there. This was wrong. I was not good with alcohol. I became too honest. What if I tell her that Bill fancies her! He would kill me!

I took my time looking for the whiskey. I was hoping she would change her mind if I took too long and would just go to bed.

Of course, it was just my luck that I came back and she was sitting on the sofa, two empty glasses in front of her on the coffee table.

“I took the liberty to find some glasses. I hope you don’t mind.” She grinned.

I like that she felt at home here and that she was so relaxed but at the same time, I couldn’t help to think that she wasn’t acting like this around Bill and it made me feel guilty that she did so around me.

I poured us both some whiskey and sat down next to her, keeping some distance between us. She bent her leg, sat on it, and turned to me.

“So now what?” I asked awkwardly.

Hopefully, we won’t just sit here in silence and drink alcohol.

“Well, we have a whole bottle of Fire Whiskey, obviously we have to get drunk.” She laughed.

“Obviously.” I chuckled nervously.

“How about…” She brushed her lips against her glass. “We play Never have I ever?”

“Never have I what?” I blinked at her.

“You never heard of it?” Why were her eyes sparkling? I just shook my head. “I see you had no Muggle-born friends at Hogwarts.” She laughed.

“Never have I ever is a drinking game where one person says something they have never done before and if the other person has done it they drink.” She started to explain. “So for example you could say never have I ever played this game and I would have to drink because I played it before.”

“Okay.” I said slowly, taking a sip of my whiskey.

“I’ll go first.” She sat closer to me.

“Never have I ever peed in the shower.” She said.

“What?” I laughed.

“Oh, relax. This is just a warm-up for the real questions.”

What did she mean by that? I slowly took a sip from my glass and she did the same.

“Your turn.” She grinned.

“Never have I ever got a tattoo.” I really didn’t know what to ask.

I didn’t even know if I was playing the game correctly. She drank.

“You have a tattoo?” I raised my eyebrows.

She rolled up her sleeve and revealed a small tattoo of a dragon egg.

“It’s beautiful.” I said.

I wanted to run my fingers over it but I knew I would be crossing the line.

“I got it when I got my job at Gringotts.” She explained, looking proudly at it. “You don’t have any?”

“I have enough scars as it is.” I chuckled.

—

We played a few rounds. Throwing never have I evers at each other about our school days and dragons. This was fun. I really was overreacting. We were just playing a friendly game and getting tipsy. The Fire Whiskey bottle was almost empty and I felt more relaxed which was nice since I didn’t have the power to overthink her every word.

“Okay.” She pursed her lips. Thinking of the next one. “Never have I ever had a one-night stand.”

This just went from an innocent drinking game to questions I wasn’t comfortable with.

I would’ve loved to play this game with my mates back in the Sanctuary. We would get drunk in 15 minutes knowing each other so well. Playing this game with my future sister-in-law and talk about sex was wrong on so many levels.

The fact that I was so attracted to her was even more wrong and her eyeing me like that didn’t help my cause.

How am I supposed to get out of this? It looks like I don’t know how to have any fun. She must think I’m pathetic and my eyes probably look like they are going to fall out of their sockets at any moment now.

Just relax, Charlie.

Just play along. I took a sip and so did she.

“Never have I ever pranked someone.” Perhaps if I change the topic to more innocent things she would get a hint.

I took a sip immediately. She didn’t.

“Really? You never pranked anyone?” I teased her.

“Hey, I don’t have two brothers that have a room full of fireworks!” She defended herself.

“You just don’t know how to have fun!” I teased some more.

“Never have I ever broken up with someone.” She ignored my remark.

We both drank now.

“Never have I ever forgot to file a report by the end of the month.” I continued.

Neither of us drank this time.

“We really are workaholics aren’t we?” She giggled.

“I think that’s obvious since we stayed behind on Christmas Eve, working.” I smiled.

“Never have I ever slept with a co-worker.” She really has to stop with the sex questions.

She’s killing me. I took a big sip. I was not drunk enough for this. She didn’t drink but raised her eyebrows at me instead.

“What?” I asked and poured us both more whiskey, emptying the bottle.

“Nothing, nothing.” She raised her hands in defense but I could see she was amused.

“Never have I ever lied to my boss.” I finally said, after a few seconds of us staring at each other.

“Oh, come on, Charlie.” She rolled her eyes playfully. “Stop it with the innocent never have I evers!” She poked me in my shoulder.

“Alright.” I took a deep breath and looked down at my glass.

What is she expecting me to say? I was screaming in my head. This was so unfair. I wanted to know her better. I wanted to play along and ask all these dirty questions but I couldn’t. I can’t and why was she not seeing this. What was she playing at!

I was way too relaxed for my liking and I knew that I have to come up with something that isn’t as boring.

“Never have I ever liked my brother’s friend as much as I like you.” I blurted out.

No! What have I done!

I knew drinking was going to be a bad idea. I’m too honest when I’m this drunk.

I looked up at her and I hated that I couldn’t read her expression. Her lips were slightly parted. She didn’t drink. She didn’t even move. She was just looking at me. It looked like she was debating something in her head and never have I ever wanted to know what a girl was thinking more.

“Well, I obviously can’t drink to that.” She put her glass down and sat closer to me.

I didn’t know what to do. I felt as if someone hit me with a stunning spell. She looked at me and leaned towards me.

Was she trying to kiss me? Please tell me that is not what she is trying to do! This seriously can’t be happening to me. I never had problems getting a girl and I never backed out from kissing one but this was wrong and it can’t be happening.

The whole night she has been sending me mixed signals and I pretended to ignore them and I tried to interpret them as friendly even though I knew what they meant.

Did she forget she came here with my brother? Did she not come here because she fancies him? What was going on?!

“Oh, I’m sorry.” She quickly pulled away. “Did I misinterpreted the signs?” She looked embarrassed.

If she only knew how well she read me. I wanted to kiss her so badly.

“No, it’s just…”

Why didn’t I just say yes? Why can’t I lie when I’m drunk?

“You’re not a virgin are you?” She leaned closer again. “You drank before when I asked about one-night stands.” She got even closer.

I was screwed. What am I supposed to do? She completely cornered me and I have never had a woman come on to me this strongly. She wasn’t shy at all and I was loving it.

No! Snap out of it, Charlie!

You can’t do this. You can’t do this to Bill.

How am I supposed to get out of this? I can't tell her the truth. I can’t tell her that I can’t kiss her because Bill fancies her. I can’t tell her that I am trying to resist this only because of my brother. Bill would kill me if I told her that.

I was panicking.

I am panicking.

Why did I have to be a workaholic and stay at the Burrow? I should’ve just went with my family to see the lights. Looking at the lights, that was innocent. The thoughts in my mind weren’t.

If she had any idea how much I wanted this. How drawn I was to her. How much I wanted to kiss her and how much I wanted to explore her body with my lips. I wanted to feel her naked body against mine and ran my fingers through her hair. I wanted to make her feel good and see that gorgeous smile on her lips.

Oh, dear Merlin, what have I gotten myself into!

I can’t see a way out of it and the worst part was that I didn’t want a way out. I wanted to do it and I was beginning to feel my body giving up on resisting her. I wanted this so badly. She was so beautiful and I couldn’t deny the connection between us any longer. I felt like I was going to explode. I felt like I was in a desert and her lips were my oasis.

I leaned closer to her. I am too drunk to resist her. I am too drunk to care if she can hear how fast my heart is beating. I am too weak to say no to her and I am drunk enough not to care what Bill will do to me when he finds out tomorrow.

I just have to kiss her. I have to see what this energy between us is. I have to explore it. And me not having sex for 7 months wasn’t helping.

I put my hand on her neck and gently pulled her closer. Our lips finally touched.

Dear Merlin, everything that is magical! Her lips were so soft and smooth. She tasted like Fire Whiskey mixed with mint tea. The kiss sent shivers down my spine and I felt as if I was on fire. I have never felt like this before.

This was insane.

Insanely good.

Nothing should feel this good. This should be illegal.

I couldn’t help my curiosity grow as our lips parted and our tongues met. If my eyes were open she could see how they rolled back into my skull. Just kissing her was pure ecstasy.

I grabbed her leg behind the knee and pulled her on my lap. I have to her now.

Bill can kill me later, right?

#harry potter fanfiction #charlie weasley #charlie weasley fanfiction #the weasleys #weasley family #hp imagine #charlie weasley x oc #charlie weasley imagine #the burrow #harry potter imagine #weasley fanfiction #charlie weasley x mc #bill weasley #harry potter #wizarding world

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fantasy2739 · 4 years

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Could you write some father-son fluff of Merlin and Douxie post final-battle, after the arcane order is temporarily defeated and they've left with Nari? (As a followup to your previous MerlinLives!AU.)

Yes of course!! This is part 4 of my Merlin Lives AU and I think, for now, the last part. You never know.

I hope you all enjoy it!!

Merlin picked New York to hide in. The metropolis providing easy cover as they were lost in the masses. After hiding the ship, they located some clothes for Nari so she could hide before stumbling to a hotel. Hisirdoux had rested on the way over but he was still exhausted. They all were. They only had two double beds, one of which Hisirdoux promptly collapsed onto. Archie padded next to him, yawning as fell asleep. Nari curled up on the other, leaving Merlin with a choice of who to share with. Without much thought, he slumped next to Hisirdoux, wrapping his arms around the boy for fear he would somehow slip away.

Douxie woke up between the soft body of Archie and the sturdy but warm body of his mentor. Nari was a across the room, resembling a cat as she curled up under her duvet. Douxie still felt as stiff as a board when he tried to move. His jerky wiggling woke Merlin up. Merlin blinked at him sleepily.

“Go back to sleep Hisirdoux.” He mumbled. “We’re all tired. We need rest.” Douxie managed to roll over, planting himself firmly against Merlin’s chest. The metal armour was cooling to the pounding in his head. He relaxed as Merlin adjust his hold, tucking Douxie’s head under his chin. They fell asleep again.

Merlin, Nari and Archie all woke up at similar times. They decided it would be best to let Douxie rest. Archie stretched himself out before leaping from the bed. He watched as Merlin tugged the covers over Douxie before brushing a few strands of hair out of the boys face. Archie gave himself a light shake before tempting Nari into the bathroom. It was a little fun watching her fascination with the shower.

“It is warm.” She said, reaching her hands out. “Like summer rain.”

“We use it to clean ourselves.” Archie explained. Well, humans did. He most certainly did not, he had a perfectly good tongue.

“Dirt is bad?” Nari asked. “But it is good to have.”

“Maybe for you. But humans get all sorts of nasty illnesses if they don’t wash regularly.” Archie explained. Nari would not be taking showers then. No doubt she’d still smell like the forest even if she didn’t. Nari seemed to like the shower though, if the giggles were anything to go by. She’d stick her hand under the streams of water and watch as at dripped from her fingers.

“Humans are so clever.” Nari commented. Archie snorted, leaving her to it. He went back to the bedroom. Douxie was coming into awareness, blinking at them slowly. Merlin was sat next to him hold a cup. The old wizard pulled Douxie up to lean against his chest and tried to coax him into to drinking some water. Douxie managed a few sips before slumping tiredly against Merlin. Merlin managed to manoeuvre himself against the bed head, rubbing soothing circles into Douxie’s back. Archie jumped onto the bed and rubbing himself against Douxie. His friend smiled weakly at him, running a delicate hand through his fur before turning back into Merlin’s chest and dozing.

“What’s wrong with him?” Archie asked. “Shouldn’t he have recovered by now?” Merlin pondered the questions.

“I think using so much magic in such quick progression, along with dying, has set his body into recovery mode.” Merlin considered. “He’ll be fine after some rest and food.” And a lot of TLC Archie thought, noticing how gentle Merlin was being with Douxie. It was like he was made of glass and might shatter if Merlin held on too tightly.

A few days later and Douxie was up and about and quite cheery. Merlin had barely left his side the entire time. Douxie was beginning to think he was hovering. Still it was nice, given the several near death experiences of the past week. They were changing hotels again, trying to keep the Arcane Order off their trail. Archie has curled himself around Douxie’s neck, while Douxie had donned a baseball cap. Nari was hiding her antlers with a hat that made it look like they were accessories. Merlin had finally changed out of the ridiculous suit of armour he’d been wearing for the last millennia. Instead opting for a button down shirt and jacket with jeans.

“Hisirdoux how do people wear these things?” Merlin complained.

“Easily.” Douxie quipped. “You can’t keep looking like you’re from a ren fair?”

“I resent that remark. My armour far predates the renaissance.” Merlin said as he tried to walk comfortably. “These pants chafe.”

“They don’t.” Douxie said with an eye roll. “Hmm I need to get some savings.”

“We can just hoodwink the mortals into giving us rooms.” Merlin said. Douxie tried not to face palm. He turned and jabbed his fingers at Merlin.

“That’ll be the easiest way for the Arcane Order to find us. You’ve been out of it for the past 900 years. Things have changed.” He explained. Merlin grumbled but followed his lead. Douxie managed to find a cheap hotel that didn’t mind pets.

“How many nights?” The receptionist asked.

“Two.” Douxie said, not willing to risk more.

“Cash or card?” They asked.

“Cash.” Douxie said, offering the amount required. He’d only gotten the one room, but two beds again. They flopped onto the beds.

“If this is how we’re going to live we’re going to need money.” Archie said.

“Well Hisirdoux. You’re the expert.” Merlin said, turning to him with a fond expression.

“I could get a job as a waiter or something.” Douxie offered. “Nothing permanent.”

“I’m guessing street scams aren’t allowed anymore.” Merlin said, pondering.

“Oh I don’t know. If you can pull them off then maybe.” Douxie said with a wicked grin. He’d pulled more than a couple in his time.

“We’ll work it out later.” Merlin said. He rested a hand on Douxie’s shoulder. “You know I’m very proud of you.” Douxie flushed at the out of the blue compliment.

“Uhhhh.” He stuttered. “Thanks?” Merlin snickered a little.

“I never say it enough.” He said, smiling fondly. “And recent events remind me of how precious our time is.” A hand brushed his hair. “I’m so very proud of you.”

#fanfiction #submissions #asks #toa #toa wizards #tales of arcadia #tales of arcadia wizards #merlin lives au #douxie #hisirdoux casperan #toa merlin #toa archie #nari #fluff #just happy #like we are reminded of past events #but only a lil

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pyjamacryptid · 4 months

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ngl we spent most of our time just yelling at the characters in despair lmao

BBC Merlin + live commentary by @macaritaville @1kitwonder and I from our Merlin watch party

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ikol-cosplay · 3 years

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What are your favorite shows/characters outside of the Marvel franchises?

Avatar The Last Airbender!!!! My love for Zuko is almost as strong as the one for Loki but he doesn't have nearly enough merch and cosplaying him is hard because I WILL sweat the scar off (this happened twice) 😂😂😂 I love every single Atla character, they are my precious babies. Before I became Loki obsessed I was just as Zuko obsessed. I still am I'm just less vocal about it but I grew up on this series and I love it so so SO MUCH. One day I'll cosplay Azula, Toph, Suki and the cabbage merchant 😌👌

Merlin! Gosh I was such a fan I once did a school project on this. I would watch this with my family when it came out and every episode we would be CONVINCED this was the moment where Merlin revealed his magic (spoiler: it wasnt) 😂 Again, there's not nearly enough merch but dang does this show hold a special place in my heart. When I got really depressed all I did was rewatch Merlin and Avatar. My faves are Merlin and Morgana 👌

Shows I like a lot but don't feel as strongly about as the ones mentioned above:

She-ra and the princesses of power. It was so nice to have such an inclusive show and also they're all gorgeous! I got my redemption arc as well 👌👌👌 And double trouble is a MOOD. I still need to finish my Catra cosplay, but I already have She-ra and she makes me feel gorgeous like her. I love every character here as well but special mentions to Catra, Adora, Scorpia, Entrapta, Sea Hawk and Double Trouble

Phineas and Ferb. I just love how they put it all together with the jokes and the songs 👌

The Mandalorian. This series is just A++++ just a dad and his tiny green son doing cool shit throughout the galaxy with a bunch of badass friends.

The Good Place. I'm so sad this one ended. I LOVED every second of it.

Lucifer, Good Omens, Tangled the series, The Dragon Prince, Voltron (they did my boi Lotor dirty tho), currently watching My Hero Academia (I vibe with Bakugo, I too want to go feral), The Umbrella Academy (10/10 I love this series, Klaus Five and Allison are faves), The Legend of Korra, The Witcher (Jaskier is my fave)

I used to be absolutely obsessed with Winx and Yu-Gi-Oh as well (and they had merch so child me was a happy little gremlin, my faves were all the Winx and Riven and Yami Marik 😂 I already had a type back then)

I know you said shows but I'm gonna mention movies as well.

Pirates of the Carribean. I watched the first 3 movies so many times my mom sent me upstairs to watch it because she couldn't take it anymore 😂 Elizabeth and Jack are my faves

Star Wars. I know the movies aren't great but they have cool costumes, fancy weapons and redemptions arcs so I'm sold ok? Faves are Kylo Ren, Obi Wan, Leia and Anakin.

Harry Potter. I like the magic and the concept of it all (not all the problematic shit obv). My fave is, as you may have guessed by now, Draco Malfoy (I don't have a type you have a type)

Lord of the Rings and The Hobbit movies. Gosh could rewatch these a thousand times and still not get bored. I love the story and the costumes so much. My fave is Thranduil but not in the same way the others are faves, here I just love all the characters and Thrandy happens to be extra shiny 😂

The Hunger Games. But mostly the books, even though I enjoyed the movies too. I should reread those books some time.

Disney movies, especially Princess and the Frog, Moana, Mulan and Tangled

Kung Fu Panda. What? Those movies are great!

Megamind. I don't need to explain this one.

And I'm a fan of the mobile game The Arcana, my fave being Julian. I'm also a fan of musicals like Beetlejuice, Mean Girls, Six, Hamilton (faves being Hamilton, Lafayette and Jefferson), Heathers and Wicked.

I probably still forgot some but eh 😂

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itsallyouhavegotinsideyourhead · 4 years

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Thank you for defending morgana! Theres literally a post going around about morgana being like k*lo ren🤮

I haven’t watched Star Wars (yes, I know, don’t kill me 😅), so I can’t comment on this, but I have a lot to say on Morgana. She is one of my favourite characters and yes she was the villain, and yes, she did a lot of bad stuff as a villain is supposed to do, but she also had her reasons, which I was constantly underlying in the gif sets I used to make. I mean, don’t get me wrong, some of the stuff she did, isn’t justifiable, like I totally understand her turning on Uther and Gaius and Merlin, but it never really made sense to me why she turned on Arthur and Gwen or why she randomly started killing innocents and killing even her own kind... I know the Arthur and Gwen thing was supposed to be because of the crown and bla, bla, writers bullshit, but the two of them never really did deserve what she did to them. I will always love Morgana and I will always complain about the downhill writing of her character after season 3... they changed her to a point where she was unrecognisable, like a completely different character. I would have liked to see her go dark in a more greacefull way, like seeing some of her old self in her darkness, some kind of regret or pain that she has to turn on her friends, some goodness in all the bad. The closest we got to this was her speech to Merlin in season 3 when she told him “there is no other way”... after that it was all smirks, and the throne and gotta kill Arthur and going 100% mad... anyway, this turned out longer than I intended it to be. I can ramble for ages when it comes to Morgana.

#ask #Morgana #Merlin #Katie McGrath

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between-two-fandoms · 4 years

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Angst fic for Douxie and Morgana? I always wondered how they viewed each other and how Morgana met him

My ask box is OPEN again!

I’m sorry a million times over for how long it took me to get to answering your ask! I’m finally getting around to answering stuff. I love your account so much, and your writing on ao3 is awesome. I always see them more as siblings than romantic interests so I hope you like what I’ve came up with.

~Ren

The child Merlin seemed to have adopted has been on Morgana’s radar since his arrival. Certainly if young man took up so much of her master’s time then he would grow up to be an admirable ally one day. Alas, much to her dismay he was five years younger than her, and currently fifteen years of age. She only saw what the boy looked like once when Merlin first dragged Hisirdoux through the throne room for a brief introduction with Arthur. She glided down the corridors of the castle, her floor length dress trailed behind her. Morgana sighed as she passed her brother’s soldiers who stood purposefully at their post. Sometimes she took walks on the castle grounds, despite having lived there for her entire life she always ended up finding some sort of secret passage she didn’t know about before. Then, she turned the corner into a rather dark corridor and heard the sound of someone sniffling. “Hello?” Morgana called out, summoning a fist full of golden flames to light the path ahead of her. The shadow of a figure hiding in the corner reflected against the torches hung from the walls.

“Stay away,” the boy cried out as he curled his knees to his chest. Morgana approached him slowly, trying to show him she was a friend instead of a foe.

“Little one, how did you get down here?” She asked looking around them. Sure enough, they were in one of the older parts of the castle. The sight of the boy in pain caused Morgana to feel the need to protect him, and keep him safe. He was far too innocent to be wrapped up in the likes of one of Merlin’s projects. The walls were stone instead of gold and the steel bars in the distance told her the corridor was used as dungeons at one point in time. The boy shuddered and Morgana could see the shadows of pain roll off of him.

“Stay away,” he cried, obviously not going to fight her no matter what she did. With a sigh Morgana sunk against the stone wall close to the boy.

“Why are you afraid of me young one?” Morgana asked with a slight hum. She held up her fingertips and wisps of golden magic blended with the purple of shadow magic as they webbed around her fingered. He watched the lights in awe, eyes widening in wonder.

“I’m afraid of myself,” he said as Morgana snapped her fingers and the magic disappeared. Morgana frowned,

“But you are so young. What do you know of fear and suffering?” He pulled his hood tighter around his head.

“I killed my family,” he said, voice scarred by memories of his past. Morgana tsked,

“I highly doubt that wizard.” The boy nodded,

“I did, its my fault I’m like this. King Arthur sent platoons out to surrounding towns and one of the knights saw me practicing magic through a window. They raided my house and -” He choked back a wave of tears. Morgana inwardly cursed her brother’s incompetence towards mythical beings unexplained by science. Stretching an arm around Merlin’s apprentice Morgana said,

“When you are born of magic it isn’t a choice little one. It might not make sense to you now, but trust me, in time you will understand your role in Destiny’s plan.” Hisirdoux wiped snot off his nose and onto his jacket sleeve.

“Destiny can suck my cock,” Hisirdoux declared after a beat of silence. Morgana snorted then fell into a fit of giggles. The two magicians leaned against the stone wall with a sigh. Nodding she agreed,

“You said it Hisirdoux. Destiny can suck our magical dicks and suffer the consequences.” Hisirdoux laughed again and leaned against Morgana’s shoulder. There was another brief moment of silence when the shadows seemed to tighten around them. Hisirdoux tilted his head up,

“Will the hurt ever go away?” He asked. Morgana turned to face him. With a shake of her head she answered,

“No, it doesn’t… but you can use it.” Hisirdoux hummed as he relaxed into Morgana’s comforting grasp. “If you want any advice at all little brother…” She said hesitating, “take the pain you feel and wrap it around your heart. Protect it and do not let anyone in unless you are sure their love is real.” Hisirdoux nodded and the two children of Destiny, born to lead opposite sides of a war, basked in the safety the other offered… until the world called upon them to fulfill their fates.

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disasterbispn · 4 years

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Modern day Morgwen AU, where they’re mid-twenties young adult disasters trying to figure out what they’re doing with their lives and slowly realizing they’re in love with each other. Gwen and Morgana have been friends since high school when they met as reenactors at a Renaissance Fair, something Morgana is still kinda into and Gwen is deeply embarrassed about. They now live in a cramped London flat with their even more disastrous friend Merlin, who they also met at a Ren Fair and who’s been trying to get them to play D&D with him ever since. Rounding out the friend group are Arthur, Gwen’s on-again-off-again boyfriend, Morgana’s step-brother, and Merlin’s mega-crush; Gwaine, who joined them at a bar one night and hasn’t left since; Leon, the “dad” of the group; Elyan, Gwen’s twin brother and the one who always wants them to start a commune in the country together; Lancelot, Gwen’s lovelorn but respectful ex; and Percival, who just showed up one day—no one really knows where he came from or why, but he doesn’t say much and he has great arms, so they let him stay. They’re also sometimes joined by Morgause, Morgana’s older, long-lost half-sister, whom Morgana used to have crush on back before she knew they were related and who shows up to shake her head at the gang’s antics. It’s all very incestuous (but never literally!).

There’s no big event, no cosmic moment that changes everything; it happens gradually, and not at exactly the same time. It starts for Morgana first. How Gwen comes home from a shift at the overcrowded daycare where she works, exhausted but undefeated, eager to talk about the new milestones her kids have reached. How she talks about her dreams of going to law school and becoming a child advocate. How she takes care of everyone—tucking Merlin in when he falls asleep on the couch watching Star Trek, making Arthur chicken noodle soup and ginger tea when he’s sick, really listening when Morgana talks, making her feel important, like she matters. How she’s started taking care of herself too, reminding people she’s not their emotional dumping ground, that she has feelings too. Sometimes Morgana will catch herself staring at Gwen, studying the way the light from the window catches in her hair, ensconcing her in a halo-like glow. She’s always loved Gwen, but not like this, not in this prickly, dangerous way that has her staring at Gwen as she twirls spaghetti around her fork, imagining those fingers tracing the lines of her body, reaching inside her.

The first time Gwen catches Morgana staring at her, she writes it off. Morgana has always been prone to staring off into space; sometimes Gwen just happens to be in that space. The second time, she chastises herself. Gwen is familiar with the type of straight girl who assumes every lesbian fancies her, and she swore when Morgana came out never to be that girl. They’re just friends. Friends look at one another. The third time Gwen catches Morgana staring, she realizes she’s been staring as well. Staring at those blue green eyes—the strength behind them, as well as the vulnerability. There’s a certain lost quality to Morgana, a quiet searching that Gwen has never understood. When her eyes meet Morgana’s, she is fixed in place, made solid and real. How can the girl who makes her feel so at home be so unmoored herself? She begins reaching for Morgana’s hand in public, giving her an anchor amidst the crowd. Soon the handholding progresses to a holding of everything, an entwining of limbs as they watch bad horror movies on Sunday nights, a too-tight hold as they layer atop one another in Leon’s overstuffed car, filled to the brim with drunk, unseatbelted friends. And when they wake tangled up in each other on the couch, the good morning kiss they share just makes sense—even though it is eleven at night, even though they are friends and friends don’t do this. And when Gwen says, “I love you,” Morgana says it back, and they both know it means something different from what it did before.

#wooh nelly #i’m not so sure about the quality of my writing here #but a kinda dramatic morgwen modern au summary has been bouncing around in my head forever and i just wanted to get it out and it was fun #so... here it is #morgwen #modern morgwen au #morgwen au #morgwen moodboard #morgwen fanfic #merlin #morgana #guinevere #wlw writing #wlw #my writing #is this cringe?#😬

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