#and I think it's safe to say that Arthur learned nothing

[eggyeggyves]

Classes Start !

“World Academy is like… suuuuper prestigious! Everyone who goes there is either at the top of their class, or they had the money to get in! Either way, you’re surrounded by brilliance no matter which hallway you turn down!”

Hiiiiiieeeee everyone!! Welcome to my newest AU! If you couldn’t tell, it’s a College AU! I’ve been struggling recently with making art, but yesterday something clicked and I started doodling tons and tons and this was the result! Safe to say, my art block is at bay for now!! I started doodling for this AU because I wanted to tweak my art style a bit and because I just wanted a universe where lighthearted, funny things might happen! And as I drew and drew, I started thinking up more lore, more character backstories, and just having a ball thinking of all the characters’ dynamics! So, welcome to World University!

(Character bios and info below!)

Feliciano is quite brilliant in his own unique way, as Lovino knows and as Ludwig will find out. Feliciano has the amazing ability to draw what he sees photorealistically, and his brain seems to be able to break down architecture to its finest detail. His paintings are breathtaking, his skills are unmatched, no wonder he earned a scholarship! Ludwig, who was so sure of who he was, starts to question everything after returning a blueprint the elusive Feliciano had dropped. Ludwig comes from a very prestigious family, a family of winners, a family of business. So of course, he is to follow in his father’s footsteps, just like his older brother is. But… What if he… doesn’t want to do that? What if he wanted to explore other ideas, other concepts, where nothing is concrete and everything is colorful? It’s scary… not being sure… But he is sure of one thing! Feliciano is quite beautiful.

It’s a hassle to deal with his brother though! Calloused and on guard, Lovino is always there to speak up on his younger sibling’s behalf, maybe a bit too much. Lovino just gets worried, as their family does not come from money. He doesn’t need some rich assholes picking on his brother like kids did in middle and high school! Working as a model, Lovino is starting to gain attention, which means more money to support him and his brother. And he is just fine with this. He never thought this would be his profession, but he can’t deny, it is a big confidence boost!

Arthur was never a fan of his parents. They pressured the hell out of his older brothers, and then they turned their sights on him. Their pressure was harder on him though, as it wasn’t just to do well, but to do well and be “ladylike.” Safe to say, as soon as Arthur escaped to college he completely abandoned what they had taught him, finally cutting his hair, finally dressing how he wanted, finally living how he wanted to live. And when they came to visit one year, and saw the changes he had made, they were furious. One thing led to another, and Arthur lashed out, declaring that he was dropping out of college to pursue what he wanted to pursue. And he soon learned that his parents had cut him off from their funds completely, leaving him stranded in the town.

Francis is idolized around the school, mostly by other fashion students. Many have confessed their crushes to him, only to be met with a chuckle and gentle rejection. No one understands him! In the years before, he hadn’t been so reserved, flirting freely with peers and what not. But something has changed, and sometimes, people have seen him at some grungy joint where the scene is way too sketchy and the music is way too loud. After Arthur got off stage, it was Francis’ cue to follow him. He heard something curious the other day, something he wanted to ask Arthur. So, meeting him out back, Arthur scolded him for sneaking up on him. And through a game of mental chess, Francis had learned that what he heard was true; Arthur had no safe place to sleep. He decided then and there, Arthur would be going back to his dorm, even if he had to sneak him and that obnoxious guitar case in.

Kiku could relate to being pressured. It was a hassle just for his family to let him choose illustration as his major. But once he was set, he was achieving what was expected of him, he excelled. That was, until two years in he got sick. See, Kiku has a very weak immune system, it had given him issues in his childhood, and now it seemed such conditions were back to haunt him. After taking a year off, he’s been struggling to get back to the top. His anxiety has risen, his focus seems to be dwindling. Arthur helps him study, and what a kind and noble thing to do. But some days, he just needs to let off steam and go to the arcade to set a new high score on one of the many rhythm games. What he was never expecting… was to be challenged by the human embodiment of the sun.

Ivan had lived a quite solitary life until now. Even when he started college, many did not seem interested in being his friend, maybe because of his intimidating stature, or his accidentally off color comments. But when he dances, he frees his mind from any troubles, completely absorbed in the music. One would never guess from his height and build how easily he can float through the air, and it’s quite exhilarating to watch! Well, according to Yao! The ever energetic Yao met Ivan in a class they shared, and for the first time in his life, Ivan had been approached with a beaming smile and sparkling eyes. Yao was innocently curious of Ivan’s diet and workout regiment, exclaiming how cool he looked unabashedly. This made Ivan’s face red! He had never been fussed over, his sisters didn’t count!

Alfred heard all about Ivan from Yao, becoming excited at the prospects of more friends! Alfred seemed like he was the polar opposite of Ivan in the friendship regards. Almost anyone at the university could easily find themselves talking to Alfred, he was just that personable! But Alfred didn’t have many close friends. He had his twin Matthew of course, and he had Yao and Ludwig, but that was it! No one really stuck around beyond small talk. Maybe that’s why he went out of the way to climb through a forming crowd in the arcade one day to see just who had all eyes on them? He wanted attention too, you know? To say he was surprised would be an understatement. The guy his eyes landed on playing the game was like expert level good! Being the cocky guy he is, he couldn’t help but offer a challenge, even if he was sure he’d lose. That guy was just too cool! He wanted to be closer!

Matthew has struggled in school in the past. It’s not that he doesn’t understand, it’s just that he could never get the words out to explain his understanding. Oral presentations were living hell, as was socializing and trying to fit in. But with his twin brother’s help, Matthew got through high school and made his way into college. The change of pace was rough at first, often resulting in meltdowns from not comprehending what he felt he should be comprehending. His grades were excellent, and his love for nature and the arctic were always very apparent… maybe even too apparent. See, that’s what he couldn’t comprehend still; he couldn’t socialize. Alfred talked to people so easily, but Matthew struggled greatly. He knew from a child he had selective mutism, but it seemed that even when he wanted to speak, he’d choke! His palms would get clammy, he’d start collapsing in on himself. And then the dreaded day came where he had to give an oral presentation… in college. If it weren’t for his white haired peer, he surely would have gotten a bad grade. But miraculously, with Gilbert, he started finding his voice.

Gilbert does not care what his parents expect from him. He doesn’t care what anyone expects from him, well, except for maybe one person… But either way, Gilbert is a completely free spirit, doing what he wants and making his own way! He’s a class clown, often cracking jokes at the expense of the professors, but when he heard that soft little giggle cut through the crowd, his interest was definitely piqued. He attempted to speak to Matthew after that, being met with a stumbling, awkward response, which was somehow even more endearing. Gilbert learned quickly through Ludwig, who was told by Alfred, of Matthew’s past, his struggles in socialization, and his lonely habits. How could anyone not love talking to him? He had a bear fact for every conversation! What is there not to like? Gilbert was quickly becoming attached.

[tansyuduri]

Chapter 2 of Let OUr Souls Resist On Together is up!

Merlin looked down at the soapy water, running a hand through it. Avoiding Arthur's eyes, he spoke softly. “With the knights, I planned to go Dragoon the moment you were safe… It still could have made me too late for them. Condemning magic… It was the worst mistake I made in my life. I should have just told you. I was not in a good place then. Destiny was crushing me. And practically every other day, someone was trying to kill you. So I focused on you so hard I saw nothing else.”

Arthur moved across the tub to wrap his arms around his best friend, love, and fiancé as he often did when he just did not know what to say, because he knew that this hugging and kissing could steady Merlin and help him deal with the trauma of the past

Arthur could feel Merlin taking a deep breath. His warlock then changed the topic abruptly, “Arthur… I need to tell you. Do you realize being immortal is going to hurt you? I’ve been thinking about that. Life… Life can change you. And that’s when you have a normal lifespan. When you can’t die and have to watch everyone do it over and over… It's so painful. You have to work so hard not to change… not to become completely distant because you want to avoid the pain. There were centuries I just…" Merlin trailed off.  “Arthur, it’s going to be painful.” 

Arthur hesitated, but not because he was afraid of what was to come. Alright, perhaps he was a little apprehensive about what was to come. He hesitated because this required more than just holding or kissing, and he had to say it right. He just was not sure he even knew how or what to say exactly. 

“Merlin… I know. I can see what you’ve gone through, though. I knew, when I asked for it, what I would have to face. But I had to do it. I don’t want you to be alone again.”

 The expression on Merlin's face turned more painful, and Arthur’s heart sank. He had chosen the wrong words.

“I’m so selfish,” Merlin whispered, seeming to curl in on himself.  “I made you feel like you had to do this?”

It was the self-blame Merlin had made such large strides towards getting over. He had had centuries to learn it; however, of course, he would fall back on it at times. 

Arthur could help. Arthur would help and keep helping. For all the times Merlin had helped him.

He grabbed the man he loved by the shoulders, shaking him slightly. “No! Merlin! Listen to me! I chose to do it because you do not deserve to face eternity alone. You never did. We face it together. It was my choice to make. And it was the right one. So get it through your head, Merlin. I know it's you, so thinking might take a while. But I chose it knowing the pain, because it’s worth it to me. You are worth it to me. Do you understand?” He shook the wide-eyed sorcerer again lightly for emphasis. “You are my idiot of a warlock, and I choose to face this together with you because it is you I’m facing it with!”

Merlin looked at him just a moment, and the slightest hint of a smile formed on his face. Then, he pushed Arthur’s hand from his shoulder hurriedly and leaned in, pressing his soft lips against the other man’s. 

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[violetvenom]

Okay, here comes a post I wanted to do for a long long while and I summon all the fellow Walter enjoyers for this.

In the last 2 years I've rewatched and reread Hellsing several times and I have to admit I love to analyse stuff. So naturally a lot of questions popped into my mind regarding my fav character.

But one question stood out in particular: What the fuck is Walter? Yes, you've read this right..what..not who!

Yes, there is a theory in the fandom I think not many people know of or even care for, which actually makes a lot of sense. It's clear he his human (except at the end of the main story) but I think I speak for us all that his abilities are way over the top for a mere human. Some peple will probably know where this is going..but before I start explaining, I just want to clarify I will cite and take references and informations from several fan translations, fansubs and the official German translation of the manga. I just started to collect the new edition of the English one, so I can't properly refer to them but please feel free to fill me in with the old English version if there are drastic differences in context.

With this said..let's go trough what we know about Walter step by step:

We will start chronological with his youngest persona we saw: Young Walter or how the Japanese like to call him; Sholter.

So in The Dawn we get a throwback to a 14-year old Walter, who get's send on the mission to fight the Nazis in Warsaw in 1944. At the round table he gets praised by Arthur as the "strongest human of their existing militants".

So this clears Walter is in fact human and not something else, and also Hellsing's top figther. Alucard doesn't count here since he is a vampire and the secret special weapon.

We learn from Alucard that he officially must have met Walter when he was just mere 9 years old. Citing Girlycard here:

Hellsing's main story plays in 1999 and Walter is 69 at this point...that's simple math.

And this actually makes sense. When Girlycard and Walter get sent to Warsaw you can tell they already know each other. I won't dive deep into their dynamic here because I plan to do a seperate post for this, but I think the most notable moment to make that point clear is when Walter insults and questions "Bastard. Where's your shape?".

Or how it got translated in one fansub:

While Walter asks this, Alucard is already manifesting as Girlycard, stating "the form I take means nothing to me". So it's pretty safe to say Walter knows about the usual red coat man form and the vampire's ability to transform. Overall The Dawn gives vibes that they both already have fought alongside for a while.

I think this is enough to estabilish they met when Walter was 9 years old. Meaning they probably worked together for 5 years to this point...or at least Walter dealing with Alucard's shenanigans.🤭

This rises the question...how the hell does a 9-year-old end up in such an organization?

We don't know where Walter comes from..where he is born..who his parents are..Nothing!

It's a big mysterium, which I find rather odd since he is one of the most important characters in the main story and even the main character next to Girlycard in The Dawn.

But this actually fuels the fire of curiosity in me.

So let's take a turn here and talk about his abilities: We don't know how his wires work or what they actually are, but I will mention my idea with the final conclusion later on. So for now we ignore this part and just look at some examples of his bodily capabilities.

He is stronger than the average human:

Walter drags Alucard's coffin with one hand like it's an empty cardboard box.

Since Alucard canonically can weight basically nothing and rests in no particular shape in there (that's why he later emerged as black wobbling mass which first has to manifest into Girlycard), I just can point to the weight of a coffin for an adult.

This is the first data which shows up if you google it:

Also Alucard is canonically 6'6" (198cm) tall. Abraham staked him while he was more or less laying in the coffin...

...so it's not impossible the coffin even is oversized and weights more. I mean:

It's quite big, but not the most relatable source since Hirano fucks up with details a lot of times. lol

Walter then even kicks the coffin out of the plane with a simple kick.

Speaking of kicking; we also saw Walter kicking a knife.

You not only need a good control over your body to kick a knife from the table up and forwards, but look at the force he does this with. Animated it looked even more easy peasy for him to do so and the full force gets more clear if you see how fast the knife maneuvered to the Major. There is also quite the distance between them and the Captain catches the knife when it got pretty close to it's intended target.

Then he breaks the table in two parts with just one mere kick.

And even with 69 he still got a force in his legs which is astounding.

We saw how he kicked Jan against the wall for a brief second. And again animated it's even more impressive, when you can see and hear how Jan smashes against the wall.

And not to forget he could lift out the Harkonnen I for Seras like no biggie.

Just to paint the picture more clearly: The Jackal for Alucard alone weigthed 16kg and he handled it with it's case like it was nothing.

He is very swift, flexible and quick in reacting:

When Jan jumped over him and tried to run, he didn't take long to react to that despite being baffled by the enemies actions.

Or before that scene when he and Seras crawled trough the vents to get to the round table, where it seems that there is difference between OVA and manga.

In the manga it seems Walter crawls out with the legs first and landing gracefully on his feet (and luckily not on Seras):

Seras on the other hand....we still love you, silly police girl. In the OVA Walter emerges face first from the vent and catches his weight with his hands...

...just to push himself in the air again to regain his stance.

I can't stress enough that he is 69 here! So when he is capable to quickly move and react in such an age, it's no wonder young Walter did stunts like jumping out of a plane without a parachute and crashing through a window.

He is incredibly sturdy:

The most unflattering panel of Walter ever shows us with what force the Captain was punching the teen.

Like holy shit...that must have hurt. I can imagine this blow is the reason for his monocle later on.

Then he took a blow to the guts....

...and one in the back.

Ignoring that every anime/manga character has at least 100 litres of blood...those hits from a werewolf are sure something. No way a normal person would have survived this.

And yet Walter manages to quickly react and headbutt the doggo.

Also with an incredible force.

It's surprising as the Captain starts to strangle him, his neck isn't snapping like a twig.

We just saw how the werewolf just crushed a knife with a bare hand.

Looking at all those facts, you can't tell me he isn't the true one hell of a butler he is a mere human.

I'm convinced Walter is like Anderson an enhanced human. Which is also the theory circling around in the fandom and answers the question what he is.

But I never saw an explanation why this theory exists in the first place. So the gears in my head started spinning and tried to solve the puzzle.

We know the Vatican experimented on Anderson and thus creating his regeneration powers.

I can't remember if it ever got explained how, but it doesn't even truly matter in the end. Which matters is the fact that Walter was able to create a weapon for figthing Anderson. So my best guess is they experimented with biotechnology, which also plays a huge part in creating freak vampires.

BUT

Hellsing got their own ways and the prime example is Alucard.

It often seems to get forgotten who Abraham Van Helsing was, and what he was knowledgeable about.

And since Bram Stoker's Dracula is kinda canon to Hellsing, it's a fair use to cite Wikipedia here. ✌️

Integra even said that Alucard is the culmination of "generations of Hellsing's occult knowledge". This means nothing other than Alucard got experimented on, which makes sense since all the usual vampire weaknesses don't apply to him anymore.

But how do you experiment on a vampire? Well, if the word occult has not made it clear enough; let's have a look at a part in the manga where Richard chases smol Integra and provides some insights what Hellsing manor contains on rooms:

I think one is clearly sticking out a bit: Wizardry Analysis Room.

Combined with the fact Alucard's seals on the back of his gloves are pentragams with runes speaks a lot about what kind of experiments Abraham did.

This makes alchemy and sorcery to something which is canon and existing in Hellsing!

Since we know literally nothing about Walter, I think it's no wild guess to assume he is like Alucard an experiment of the Hellsing organisation.

I wouldn't go so far and say he is an homunculus since Arthur clearly said he is human as he fills in the round table about freak vampires, ghouls and Walter's existence. I see no reason why he should hide the fact they themselves created a homunculus at this point.

But what stood out to me was this sentence tho:

The majority of translations seem to go with born, but there are also some who are more like this:

Since I'm not able to find raw scans of The Dawn to maybe translate that part myself and to confirm, and I don't understand Japanese well enough to maybe listen and understand what Arthur exactly uses for words in the animation; take the following with a grain of salt.

If we go ahead with the born sentence...what actually would that mean?

Walter would have been indeed be born into the role of a vampire hunter. Which could also overlap with his role as being Hellsing's butler.

I'm no historian and very far off so but as far as I could research, this was something which was a thing:

Which makes the whole thing even more interesting. We don't know if Walter even has parents in the traditional sense. Is he some sort of lab-grown baby? If he got parents, were they also employed at Hellsing? What happened to them?

Questions which can't get answered here but can inspire to create nice headcanons.

To bring this long post finally to an end; My conclusion is that Walter is indeed an enhanced human, created by Hellsing themselves probably through alchemy. Which could wonderfully connect to his wires, because they could also be a product of alchemy or wizardry of some sort, since there is no logically explanation for this. 👀

Let me know if I've had missed something.

[anxiousnerdwritings]

(Based off of something I mentioned in this ask)

Oh Deary,

I’m so sorry. So so so very sorry. I hadn’t ever meant any harm when I signed that god forsaken petition but when Arthur had come home one day from work and mentioned that there was word of an obscurus going around I panicked. Not only that but that the obscurus was going to be brought in to take a position at Hogwarts, among our children. A flurry of fear, worry and outrage was going around regarding the whole situation but Arthur wasn’t worried about it. He had trust in Albus and if Albus was invested in it then it couldn’t be nearly as awful as everyone was making it seem. And I should have shared that same trust but I couldn’t. Not when my children were involved. I had let fear and anxiety regarding the topic consume me and I took action against Arthur’s reassurance. And I took action against you without even knowing.

My main concern had been for my children and their safety. That was all I could think of. And honestly, I had felt so much relief after I signed that petition that I hadn’t thought twice about it again. I had taken action and with knowing that I did something for the sake of my children, I felt content.

When the new school year started, one of he first things Percy did was notify us that there was indeed an obscurus at Hogwarts and made part of the staff, assisting the groundskeeper with bits and bobs. And also about how Fred and George had taken to befriending the said obscurus. I had immediately been plagued with that same feeling of worry and anxiety all over again. Of course, Fred and George would do something like that! But as I continued to read Percy’s letter he spoke so positively about the obscurus, about you.

You were nothing like anyone had presumed you to be or made you seem, you were someone just surviving and living with what they had been dealt with. Given what all Percy was saying, I felt all the overwhelming and intense emotions fleeting away. I was glad he could shine some light on this situation and give us some ease to know that all our children were going to be safe and sound.

It wasn’t too long after we received Percy’s letter that we had gotten Fred and George’s letters as well. And their letters certainly made a whole lot of difference to me. They spoke so adoringly of you. It was obvious just how much the two had taken to you and that they were clinging on to you as much as they could. I could feel my own joy bubbling up inside me as I continued to read through their words. But it wasn’t until I saw the pictures that the twins had sent along with their letters that I felt my heart clench. There were a few different pictures of the twins, Ron, Harry, Lee Jordan, and a few others, but it was the ones that had my boys and a new face that garnered my attention.

Reading the back of the photographs I learned that this new face was you. That’s when I learned that you weren’t even all that much older than my own children, you looked to be around Bill and Charlie’s age. I couldn’t help the overwhelming feeling that washed over me in that moment. You were still a child yourself, it didn’t matter how self sufficient you were or that you were taking on an adult role as a staff member at Hogwarts. You were a child.

The obscurus everyone had been so fearful and worried about, the same obscurus I had been so terrified to have my children around, was only a child themself. I took part to get rid of you at Hogwarts. I took action in trying to rip apart the only piece of acceptance or belonging you would ever experience. I had a hand in taking everything away from you; a home, a livelihood, friends, mentors, a family. I couldn’t believe I took part in something that would have such a drastic impact on you when you were only trying to exist.

I had sobbed all night after coming to realize what exactly my taking part in that petition would come to mean. I know Albus had put a stop to it pretty early on but who knew what the repercussions of it would mean if you or anyone else came across it. Every part of me wanted to apologize to you right then and there after coming to realize everything but I didn’t know how. So, all I could muster myself to do was tell Fred and George to invite you to join us for the next upcoming year’s holiday break. I would welcome you into our home, into our family with warm open arms.

When the holiday break came rolling around and the fated day you would be arriving was growing nearer and nearer, I was running around trying to make everything perfect. It wasn’t though, nothing ever really was perfect in our home but I tried and when you got here you were an absolute delight. You didn’t mind anything and were more than happily content with our home and what it had to offer. You had just been so excited to be invited over at all and that made me want to envelope you in all the love I had to give.

I had decided from that moment that you were completely and utterly, irrevocably a part of our lives. And I wouldn’t have it any other way. Fred, George, Ron, Harry, Ginny, Arthur and even Percy all adored you to no end. And I couldn’t help but to do the same. In such a short amount of time you became something truly special to us all.

…Only for it to all come crashing down…

I’m not even sure if you will bother reading this but I just want you to know how truly sorry I am, (Name). I don’t know how that petition got to you or where it came from given that Albus had gone to great lengths to erase any trace of it, but I am so sorry you had to see it. I can’t ever forgive myself for my actions and the fact that they have caused you so much hurt. I don’t expect you to forgive me either but please don’t hold anything against the kids. They are all so worried about you since you left Hogwarts. The other teachers at the school have also shared their overwhelming concern for you given that you haven’t answered anyone’s letters. Even, Albus hasn’t heard from you for awhile, it’s even been rumored that you up and left the place he had made a home just for you and that has him noticeably anxious. Not to mention, Hagrid isn’t holding up all too well either.

Please, I know I’m not one to ask anything of you especially not now, but would you please let someone, anyone know that you are okay. And if you’re not then please tell us. We just want to know what’s going on and that you’re safe. Please.

With love,

Molly

[generational-atrophy]

What do you HC England as height wise? I’m pretty happy with 5’9 since that’s the perfect height for me at 5’0 😈 otherwise can I request England with a gn short reader?

hetalia england with a short s/o

0.7k words ~ gender neutral scenarios

tw: none!

a/n: arthur is starting to grow on me so much :sob:

I personally see him as something between 5' 9“ and 5' 10”, so just around what you think!

He's actually quite average, but compared to a lot of other nations, it's easy for him to be teased for being short. So, being with a short S/O would be a big confidence boost for him.

He pretends that he doesn't care about his S/O's height, but it'll be obvious to you that he does. Just through the little things.

Nearly every morning, he greets you with a tight hug from behind as he rests his chin on the top of your head. If he's wearing one of his robes, he'll also wrap that around you.

He's also ALWAYS the big spoon. Regardless of what he wants, he just finds it awkward to be held like that when you're so... small compared to him.

Whenever you're out, he offers you his jacket. He just adores how big it looks on you!

Depending on where you live, he can get a little protective. When you're in a crowd, he always makes sure to hold you close. He doesn't trust others to respect your personal space as much as they should.

“Right, you shut up right now or you're gonna learn to regret-”

“Arthur, it's fine!” You plead, grabbing his shoulder and holding him back, “Let's just leave, okay?”

“I- You want to just let this prick get away with-”

“Yes!”

He turns around to meet your eyes for a moment, his gaze softening as he sees your worried expression. Arthur could only sigh, brushing your hand off his shoulder and taking it in his own.

“You're right, this isn't worth our time. Let's go, darling.”

The two of you began to walk towards the exit of the bar. But before you could get out of earshot, you heard your harasser whistle at you. In an instant, Arthur broke away from you, grabbing the nearest glass off a table and hurling it at the man.

He isn't above teasing you for being short, but he won't push it. It's always little snide remarks that probably you didn't even notice in the moment.

A couple of times he's tried to see if you could wear his clothes from a teenager (AKA THE 12TH DAMN CENTURY!)  It didn't work, obviously, but he did laugh a lot at you... so there's that.

But, he'd still never infantilize you. No matter how you look, he loves and respects you all the same. And he expects everyone to do the exact same. You're his darling, after all <3

It wasn't supposed to rain today. At least, that was what the weather app said today. But here you stood, underneath the archway to leave,  watching the rain pound the sidewalk.

“Perhaps... I should not have parked so far away.” Arthur breaks the tension.

“Yeah, perhaps.”

“Did you bring an umbrella?”

“Nope. Did you?“

”Not today, no.“

You sighed, but Arthur just chuckled. When you turned to the side to see his face, he looked just absolutely pleased with himself.

”What's so funny?“

”I have a plan.“ He says resolutely, scrambling out of his trench coat. He poured a few things out of the pockets, then turned to you.

He manoeuvred the jacket so it held out like a tarp over himself, “Get under here with me, it'll be dry.”

You guffawed, “It will not be dry.”

“Trust me, it's better than nothing.”

What other choice did you have? You shuffled underneath his arms, pressing up close to him. It was an uncomfortable arrangement, but safe. Like always, with him.

“Alright, are we running, or what?”

He shook his head, ”In a moment, but first...“

”First what?“

”You have to give me a good luck kiss.“

Heat rose to your cheeks, and you turned away, ”That's stupid, and like- people will see!“

”Come on, I won't keep you dry unless you give me a good luck kiss.“

”Ugh, you can't be serious-“ You stuttered out for a moment,  ”F-Fine!“

Hurriedly, you pressed a chaste kiss to his cheek as you stood on the tips of your toes.

”See, now we'll be all good!“

”That was so dumb-“

”Doesn't matter, we're going!“ He laughed, before breaking out into a full sprint, dragging you along with him.

”SLOW DOW- I WASN'T READY!“

[softrozene]

Arthur Turns into a Parent

Anon asked: Howdy:)! I'm loving your blog so far, as new as it is. I was wondering if you could write HC's on a new addition to camp who's a kid--maybe around 11 or 12 and she always follows around Arthur cos he saved her or something, and all the gang members tease him about it, but she evntially grows on him and sticks with him to the very end :'( Idk, hopefully something fluffy and father daughter sort of thing:) Only if you're okay with it!! 

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This is my type of thing. We love a wholesome father figure Arthur in this house! Thanks for the request Lovely!

Originally published on January 28, 2020

(Father-Daughter relationship) Arthur Morgan x Kid!reader

Warnings: Fluff, spoilers?

Words: ~700

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Arthur would be so angry that you chose him, out of the damn people here at camp, to follow around

He would be very annoyed, all huffy puffy, but wouldn’t say a dang word about it

The annoyance is obvious especially if Hosea or Dutch tease him about it, but he keeps his lips tight with them

If it’s another member making fun of him he will tell them to “Shut up”

Despite his behavior, he never ever tells you to go away

Give it a few days and he’ll cave in

He’ll turn into the mama bear he’s meant to be eventually

Since you are technically glued to him, he has to promise to come back a few times in order for you to stay with Abigail or someone else, while he goes on a mission

Eventually, he’ll embrace the father role that you had forced upon him (thanks to Hosea and Dutch probably)

He’ll teach you everything he knows

If you’re his daughter now he wants you to be able to protect yourself

He doesn’t want you to end up like his baby mama Eliza and his son Isaac

Eventually, you’ll be like Jack and call everyone Uncle or Auntie

The second you call Arthur Daddy or Papa his heart will literally melt

He’ll finally see this as the second chance he doesn’t deserve but will embrace it

Arthur probably has a sixth sense so if Micah comes near you, you bet Arthur will be there making sure that Micah will not interact with you

He ain’t afraid to shoot him if he tries to talk to you

If you ever see Mary and become mean or jealous of her, Arthur will think it’s the cutest thing in the world

Mary will be slightly upset wishing that she was your mother after seeing how loving Arthur is towards you

Get out of here mary

When he realizes he has TB you are the only one he will tell because he doesn’t want you to be devastated when it’s too late

He might try to distance himself but if it hurts you more he would stop immediately

You would be entrusted to John and Abigail and when the time comes you don’t put up a fight- You don’t want to break his heart more and he definitely doesn’t want to see you witness his death

You’ll stay as long as you can but he’ll make you leave with Abigail when she leaves with Sadie

Jack calls you his big sister

John may have Arthur’s stuff but when the time comes you’ll get the notebook

You’ll probably join John, Charles, and Sadie to get revenge for Arthur (since 8 years pass reader would be 19/20) so Abigail can’t control you lmao

Small Bonus Scenario:

“Hey Kid, wake up,” Arthur’s voice is surprisingly gentle as he shakes you gently.

Your eyes open real wide and you are breathing with panic. Upon seeing Arthur’s face you feel better immediately. You hug him.

“I know, Kid. It was just a dream. You’re safe now. See? You’re home with us,” Arthur says murmuring these lines of comfort for you.

He holds you gently for a bit before he pulls away. “You good now?”

You shake your head and he smiles, “See. Nothing is ever gonna hurt you again. Not that you have me and all of us to protect you. Uncle Charles and Javier wish to train you tomorrow if you’d like.”

Seeing your eyes light up like that makes him chuckle. Despite not being his real flesh and blood, you sure are his daughter with that behavior and enthusiasm for wanting to learn this type of thing.

“Sadie wants to take ya shopping too. Said you’d been bothering her for pants,” Arthur says softly.

You nod your head eagerly and he laughs. “Fine. Fine. Probably suit you better than those dresses. She’s gonna be proud that you’re taking her new style. Anyway- Go back to sleep. I’m here to protect ya now.”

“Will you stay until I fall asleep?” You ask softly immediately clutching his hand.

He huffs just slightly before saying, “Sure, Kid.”

[toasterhasabucket]

Topic: MALEVOLENT PODCAST (PART 20)

TW : this whole thing is about !death and suicide! and very very much just me complaining and crying about the POEM TO HIS PARENTS

Starting off strong, Arthur's parents killed themselves when he was young. He wrote a poem about it, about his parents, about his grief and wanting it back, wanting comfort and boy, oh boy! I am SOBBING. I couldn't find a written copy of his poem so I just kept replaying it and writing it down in my notes app

This is the poem ( if I misspelled anything, don't tell me, just ignore it please)

"I don't recall how we met

as I was far too young

I knew you not as you are now

because to me you were the sun

and always present warmth and glow

a light that's always there

to wipe the teas from out my eyes

to brush my matted hair

and I would lie if not to say our relationship was pure.

I am young

a cause of grief of this I am quite sure

despite all this id be remiss to say there was no love

a calmness and a careful word

a nudge not a shove

there were nights I recall

I needed you the most

I'd crawl from bed and walk to you

and you would hold me close

between the love of both of you

to ail my sleeping strife

I never felt so safe

yet so cold

in all my life.

I too recall a time I was trying to impress

a goofy boy named Arthur dressed in his mother's best

was only dad who laughed with me

as mother you withdrew but

when he joined in dressing up

you cried in laughter too

and there was the time we all did find ourselves stuck in the rain

mother had her gown near soaked

and dad was much the same

and though we were miserable

mother found us a spot of dry

which we all ate a pretend meal

jelly and sea pie.

and now you're gone

and I can't explain the loss that lingers here

the size of a young boys parents

he wishes could be near

and there are nights

where he needs you

and he still crawls out of bed

and walks toward your bedroom door

before recalling you're dead.

and I want someone to tell that boy

to swallow all the hate

that nothing he could have said

would have changed his parents fate

and I want that someone to be you

as I write this

but alas

this pain will linger with me still

I pray this too shall pass."

Oh my God. That's emotional and so important to him I wonder if the people in the YouTube comments had anything to say about it?

NO THEY DIDN'T

One person said "glad we got to learn more about johns backstory" WHAT ABOUT HIS SOUL CRUSHING POEM

Sorry forgot some of your parents didn't kill themselves, my mistake, so so so sorry that you're crooked and evil and didn't sob your eyes out when he recited his poem. (I am completely normal and chill)

Another person said something like "Arthur, the boy who lived" and yk this could mean many things, maybe because he's survived many life threatening situations and actually escaped death, maybe it's because of the ending of the episode. OR it's because his parents are dead and if that's why

I am going to roll myself into a hole and throw UP.

There's nothing terribly wrong with the joke I'm just dramatic and a crybaby

I need to stop complaining so NOW I'm going to take in this poem like it should have been.

Let's point out my "highlights"

"because to me you were the sun" when you're young and have good parents you like them most the time, he was young when they died, he looked up to them still and saw them in such a bright and amazing way

"and now you're gone and I can't explain the loss that lingers here the size of a young boys parents he wishes could be near and there are nights where he needs you and he still crawls out of bed and walks toward your bedroom door before recalling you're dead"

This whole part has me in FUCKING SHAMBLES, IM SHAKING AND SOBBING, IM GOING TO BE THINKING ABOUT THIS ON MY DEATH BED.

"and I want someone to tell that boy to swallow all the hate. that nothing he could have said would have changed his parents fate"

God Arthur you just like to kick me right in the stomach don't you, this almost brought me to my knees I'm not even going, I almost went onto the floor. Put this into perspective, you're a kid who is around your parents ALL the time then one day they kill themselves, even as a kid survivors guilt is a thing, most the time survivors guilt is seen in like horror movies and shit but dude, when I found out my mom committed I thought smth like I wish I could have done something, it should have been me, even though I was ten I felt accountable for what happened because it feels like all the love you gave was never enough because in the end they left by choice. That will LINGER that will STAIN and it is forever, not matter how faint it seems at times it'll never really go away. So I know like first hand, a child who's parents killed themselves or even just have dead parents, all have thought at one time "why not me."

"nothing he could have said would have changed his parents fate"

I'll never get over this line, EVER.

Not only do I relate I FEEL this, this whole poem was like a slap in the face, hit after hit, I felt seen but in a way I didn't want to be. I felt like I was exposed and I don't think I've ever read anything that's made me feel so read to.

See this is the part where I explain that I am not complaining about people not caring about his poem and this very important part to him, it's more of me really complaining that I care and relate to much so it's overwhelming

I am not here to be like "you don't care about this like I do? Die" and if I sound like that I was joking or having a moment because I'm going off the rails with a crazy train (I love that song)

And obviously of course it's sad and everything but not everyone can relate and think about it from the way I do and I get that

Not everyone has experienced something like this and I'm glad!

But I guess since I related I was just so shocked and a little confused on why I didn't see anyone talk about it

Sure the poem isn't metaphorically fancy and is more blunt then most but it's gets the point across and I like that. I like that a lot

Anyways I'm going to draw Arthur angst, love you guys bye!

[ccghastly]

I think your sleep headchanons are spot in amazing for the characters. But can i request a charles sleeping version pls :)

Charles and Sleep

Yet another series of Headcanons

(How did this become a series?)

Hi Anon!

Glad you liked my writing, Thank you for asking!! 💝

Little bit of an insomniac.

Started while he was alone on the trail, because sleeping with no one to stand guard is very risky and he didn't like leaving himself that vulnerable. So he got into the habit of sleeping as little as possible and in short bursts.

This man's sleep schedule is non-existent.

In camp he's no better as he takes odd houred patrol shifts and picks them up if he feels that someone (coughseancough) is slacking. 

Needless to say he's a very light sleeper. Just about anything and everything wakes him up, he's more likely dozing than ever truly sleeping.

When he first joined the gang this turned into a bit of a problem, as they aren't the quietest bunch. He resorted to riding out every few days to have a good nap with Taima, so that they wouldn't snap at anyone.

He does sleep better with Taima nearby. She doesn't like strangers, kicking up a fuss everytime one approaches, and Charles has learned to trust in this. Able to sleep a bit deeper with Taima standing guard. 

That's right. Both man and horse get grumpy when they're sleepy. The rabble rousing habits of Sean and Swanson have made them frequent victims of Charles' blunt appraisals and Taima's sharp teeth.

Arthur seems to be the only one safe from earning their ire, inviting Charles on relaxing trips away from the hubbub of camp and spoiling Taima with sweet peppermints.

Charles isn't a fan of cuddling while trying to sleep, doesnt like the restriction of it, but he does like having small points contact. An ankle crossed over his, the backs of his fingers brushing an arm, an elbow loosely splaying out to graze ribs, or even just his boot pressed firmly against anothers. He finds the contact very reassuring. Having the tactile proof of a friend or ally nearby calms him.

Charles actually runs pretty cold, hence why he usually keeps bundled up in long sleeves or his hooded jacket. In camp he always tries to make sure his bedroll is under a tent that's nearest to a fire.

Would love nothing more than to bundle down under a mountain of blankets, with a hot fire nearby and maybe a friend with whom he could share the warmth and keep eachother safe. But also feels this is a bit ridiculous for a grown man to want. 

Very jealous of Arthur for how warm he is and slightly more jealous of Javier for being confident enough to shamelessly mooch that warmth.

He usually sleeps on his back with his bow close to hand, and his knife closer. In camp he still keeps his knife close, but he usually feels safe enough to leave his bow with his saddle. 

Is his knife a kind of security blanket? Probably. But it makes him happy, so we won't judge.

(did a little bit of charthur slip in there? yes. but I am a simp and these are my headcanons so who's really surprised)

Link to the First: Arthur and Sleep

Link to the Second: John and Sleep

This being the Third

Link to the Fourth: Javier and Sleep

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BBC Merlin Reverse Bang Masterlist

Thank you to all the fantastic artists and writers who participated in this round of the fest! Without further ado, here is the masterlist for the 2023-2024 BBC Merlin Reverse Bang!

So Familiar A Gleam

Artist: MerlinLikeThe Bird

Writer: Excited_Insomniac

Summary: They say the druid in the forest who guards the sword in the stone has never woken. Unchanging, no matter the season, no matter how many years go by; lost in a dream that will only be broken by the Once and Future King.

Fic & Art: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/bbcmerlinreversebang/works/54501022

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Agate

Artist: Papysanzo89

Writer: ironfamjam

Summary: “I’ll give you whatever you want,” the king says, shoulders drawn back, “just help me save my people.”

The sun strikes his face and for a moment, Arthur looks made of gold. Pretty, Emrys can’t help but think. But still just a man. 

“Whatever I want?” Emrys’ smirk widens, “I want your pride. Now bow down to me and beg.”

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When long-time immortal and full-time hater of humanity, the great Emrys himself, finds the newly crowned King Arthur at his doorstep asking for his help, he gets way more than he bargained for on their journey to revive Camelot’s old wards and save the kingdom from war. Unfortunately for him, he's going to make friends, fall in love, and become a hero whether he wants to or not.

Or, Merlin's been waiting centuries for something to believe in.

Fic & Art: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/bbcmerlinreversebang/works/54417334

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Dragon of the Dawn

Artist: LikeAPaperPlane

Writer: SlantedKnitting

Summary: To avoid war with the Druids, Arthur lifts the ban on magic in Camelot. As a sign of peace, the Druids gift him a dragon egg. Now Arthur must decide if it would be wise to bring a dragon into the world, or if his interest in the egg is only due to the handsome Dragonlord who wields the power to hatch it.

Fic & Art: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/bbcmerlinreversebang/works/54702940

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World Within a World

Artist: MerlinLikeTheBird

Writer: Sage_Owl

Summary: "Stories never really end. They can go on and on and on. It's just that sometimes, at a certain point, one stops telling them." ― Mary Norton, The Borrowers

Fic & Art: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/bbcmerlinreversebang/works/54609637

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Touched by Magic / in time of daffodils

Artist: willoswmarika

Writer: archaeologist_d

Summary: “When you’re touched by magic, nothing’s ever quite the same again.” Charles de Lint.

Five people discover Merlin’s magic. Their reactions might vary, but sometimes, acknowledging it is the hardest thing of all.

Fic: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/bbcmerlinreversebang/works/54803929

Art: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/bbcmerlinreversebang/works/54802045

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All That Lies Between Us

Artist: MerlinLikeTheBird

Writer: thetreeofwillow

Summary: With a gasp, Arthur wakes.

He wakes to the warmth of the blankets around him, the sight of the stars above and Merlin’s hand grasping his. He wakes surrounded; by softness, by love, by light. Gasping in breaths, he wakes holding tightly onto Merlin’s hand, tethering himself to the word through that strong, sure grip.

He wakes and he’s not alone and everything's better.

He settles back down, his breath not quite steady yet, but getting there. He holds on tight to Merlin’s hand, looks up at the stars and lets himself drift back off to sleep, safe in the knowledge that he’s free.

- 

Merlin and Arthur are held captive together for a month in the dark.

Back in Camelot now, the two face all they went through with the help of one another, their friends, and the night sky.

Fic & Art: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/bbcmerlinreversebang/works/54826897

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Till Death Do Us Part

Artist: Sunfall_of_Ennien

Writer: Pearl09

Summary: The battle of Camlann is now, and Arthur just manages to survive the battle thanks to the sacrifice of a sorcerer who had strangely taken Camelot's side. When he later learns out that sorcerer was a disguised Merlin, however, he's left to try and patch his broken world back together. Meanwhile, Merlin thought he was dead but instead wakes up in Cenred's prison, the man in question having rescued Merlin to try and force him to join his army.

Fic & Art: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/bbcmerlinreversebang/works/54895198

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Malediction Amplexus

Artist: griffonskies

Writer: Camelittle

Summary: Arthur is only trying to protect his idiot flat mate from a deranged person who claims to be a witch. But then she goes and blasts him with a "hug or die" curse. Not only does this force Arthur to swallow his pride and seek hugs from those who care from him, but also it turns his rationalist world view on its head. Despite all his best efforts to deny the fact, he's forced to confront the idea that maybe, just maybe, Merlin wasn't kidding about having magic after all.

Fic & Art: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/bbcmerlinreversebang/works/54400465

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Overhead Of The Aqua Blue

Artist: Dollopbrain

Writer: lavenderspice

Summary: Merlin is not in love with Arthur. Arthur is not in love with Merlin. It's as simple as that.

But then, an impulsive decision made in the heat of the moment changes everything between them. The casual, friendly touches turn into fleeting kisses and meetings in hidden alcoves.

It's not anything serious though. Merlin and Arthur are still definitely not in love.

Or are they?

Fic & Art: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/bbcmerlinreversebang/works/54988165

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Light and Shadow

Artist: griffonskies

Writer: sacredraisincakes

Summary: "If love is light, then fear is its shadow." - LJ Vanier

Basking in the dawn of the golden age of Camelot, Arthur doesn't question anything when he is given the small token from Gwen and Lancelot's daughter. Why would he? He doesn't see anything wrong with the way his life is heading... Merlin, of course, questions everything, but the arrival of his mother with life changing news puts his questions aside for now.

Fic: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/bbcmerlinreversebang/works/55041709

Art: https://www.tumblr.com/griffcreations/747145662845616128/merlin-bbc-reverse-bang-202324-light-and-shadow

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Guardian Angel

Artist: Mirayla

Writer: ClotpolePoet

Summary: Set in a world where magical abilities manifest wings proportions to their power, Merlin, Arthur and the knights are sent on a months-long mission by the king.

Merlin struggles to find time to preen and care for his large wings during the journey, but when Arthur finds himself in danger, Merlin is forced to reveal them in order to save the prince and in doing so gets himself kidnapped and tortured.

Arthur and the knights are faced with saving Merlin from a deadly man whilst dealing with Merlin’s magic reveal revelation.

Fic & Art: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/bbcmerlinreversebang/works/55075855

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The Totality of Partial Impressions

Artist: OnePepperCorn

Writer: s0mmerspr0ssen

Summary: Arthur starts his first year at Camelot University hoping to elude his father’s influence. But Uther’s control persists and Arthur soon faces the same pressures he had hoped to escape. To make matters worse, his roommate proves to be a complete pain in the arse, though Merlin thinks the same about Arthur. Unfortunately, Arthur is not only infuriating but infuriatingly attractive, and Merlin cannot help but wonder if Arthur’s guarded looks convey a deeper meaning – one he’s too afraid to admit to.

Fic & Art: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/bbcmerlinreversebang/works/54425791

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The Other Side Of The Door

Artist: monoisbored

Writer: SaltedKiss

Summary: Arthur Pendragon chose to take on a fake name and major in History of Magic at Camelot University after finding out about the atrocities his father did to the magical community. He looked forward to learning more about magic users, but never expected to be attacked by an actual dragon the first time he met a sorcerer in person.

Starring: Cannonball Aithusa, Arthur "American Football Cosplayer " Pendragon & Merlin "Any excuse to take Arthur's shirt off" Emrys.

Fic & Art: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/bbcmerlinreversebang/works/55103026

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a single thread of fate (tied me to you)

Artist: azimuthal

Writer: remaymber

Summary: Merlin paused, took a deep breath, and a delicate, red band appeared in front of him, softly flowing in the breeze. It was wrapped around his wrist and then disappeared into the distance.

Merlin took it between his fingers, held it as he focused on the gentle pull he felt. With his eyes, he followed the faint thread into the distance and couldn’t help but wonder who might be awaiting him on the other side.

Fic: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/bbcmerlinreversebang/works/55104175

Art: https://www.tumblr.com/azi-muthal/747649862663864320/my-contribution-to-the-bbcmerlin-reversebang-this

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Devouring Glory

Artist: Mirayla

Writer: gil-galadhwen

Summary: When a person with magic dies, where does their magic go?

Merlin has been feeling peculiar lately. The sun seems too bright and his skin feels unusually sensitive beneath his clothing. His magic seems to be growing too, in a way he’s unsure he can control. Like an unruly garden. Like he’s overflowing with it.

Fic & Art: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/bbcmerlinreversebang/works/54716203

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Live for the hope of it all

Artist: Papysanzo89

Writer: MyKingdomComeUndone

Summary: At sixteen, during a hunt gone wrong, Arthur meets a strange boy in the woods—a boy who uses magic to save him, and goes by the name of Merlin. This is the story of an unlikely friendship, a friendship that ends up changing not only Arthur's life, but the future of all of Camelot.

Fic & Art: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/bbcmerlinreversebang/works/53840449

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Up Pendragon Creek Without an Oar

Artist: eachpeachpearplum

Writer: Laurieonalark

Summary: When Agravaine betrays the Pendragons, they lose everything- their money, their property, their status, it's all gone. With nothing to their name, they are forced to relocate to the sleepy town of Ealdor, living in the rundown Camelot Bed and Breakfast. It's nothing like any of them were prepared for, but it may just be exactly what Arthur and Morgana need.

Fic & Art: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/bbcmerlinreversebang/works/55276900

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Towards the Stars

Artist: treasureguardingdragon

​​Writer: just_snakess

Summary: The year is 2372. When King Arthur finally returns, Merlin is on the other side of the solar system, and is helpless to prevent him being swept up by the government. Thus begins a journey across the solar system, crossing paths with crimelords, rebel leaders, and very, very old friends. Will it be enough to free Arthur? Or will the Once and Future King fall victim to a mysterious plot that threatens the very border between life and death?

Fic & Art: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/bbcmerlinreversebang/works/55300255

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Learning to defy expectations

Artist: treasureguardingdragon

Writer: Ace_Teagirl

Summary: When Arthur gets sent away by Uther to secure a treaty between Camelot and Tir-Mor, what should have been a normal diplomatic trip turns into more than Arthur could have expected. Along the way, he learns valuable lessons about trust, friendship and the weight of duty.

Fic & Art: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/bbcmerlinreversebang/works/55365187

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Hide Yourself

Artist: ClotpolePoet

Writer: bang-the-smoke

Summary: When Merlin finds out about an assassination plot against Arthur that is set to happen sometime during the annual three-day masquerade ball that Camelot hosts, he is forced to enter the ball, disguised. How will he be able to save Arthur's life when the prince attempts to court him during the ball?

Fic & Art: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/bbcmerlinreversebang/works/55301731

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All My Scars Are For Him

Artist: Dollopbrain

Writer: ApproachRoach

Summary: “I was here a week ago,” Arthur blurted out. “Before, it was a desert—it almost killed me. Now it’s a rainforest.” Arthur stated. “I’ve only ever heard about rainforests in tales about magic, and in those stories, the magic was dormant. Its only purpose was to keep the forest alive. Here, I can even feel the magic in the air. And if I’m honest, it feels a little like coming home. It feels safe.” He stated it so simply Merlin almost didn’t realise the magnitude of what he was admitting.

His admission, if he was anyone else, would have him hanged.

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Arthur Pendreagon is a lot of things; he is his fathers son. Camelot’s Prince. The Captain of the Knights. Himself, is rarely one of them.

What if, for once, he was not the things he was supposed to be and was simply, himself? He confesses something he had never really thought much of and somehow everything else does not matter anymore. He is himself and that is all that is important, he is finally, who he is meant to be; the Golden Prince

Fic & Art: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/bbcmerlinreversebang/works/55073416

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Four reasons to kill

Artist: wortvermis

Writer: Brechtjeeatscheese

Summary: George Brass has been killed.

Merlin is an undercover agent, it seems an afwull lot like the attack was meant for Uther Pendragon, CEO of Pendragon Inc. After some inspecting, Merlin can only come to one conclussion, his son, Athur Pendragon, has motive and oppurtunity, unfortunatly he has an alibi.

Merlin needs to go undercover in order to prove Arthur did it. What he didn't account for was that he would fall head over heels in love with Arthur. There is only one problem that rests, if Arthur didn't do it, then who did?

A tale about falling in love, hiding who you are, sacrificing everything for your job, and trying to catch a murderer while doing it all. No wonder Merlin is stressed and depressed.

Fic & Art: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/bbcmerlinreversebang/works/55362367

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Le Démoniste et Le Dragon

Artist: Pearl09

Writer: Salamandair

Summary: Merlin moves to Camelot after the death of his mother to help his Uncle Gaius in his Apothecary and to get a fresh start away from his small village where no one liked his magic.

In Camelot, however, most people hate magic too. But why? What happened here that made everyone hate magic so quickly? What is Gaius keeping from him?

When Merlin is forced to seek refuge in an abandoned mansion a month after his arrival due to being chased by magic hating men, he is thrust into a world that will turn his request for a ‘new start’ on its head.

Fic & Art: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/bbcmerlinreversebang/works/55453966

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Echoes of Magic and Nature

Writer: HadrianPeverellBlack

Summary: After the lands of Camelot lose their life, it seems that hope for the kingdom is lost for good.

That is until Prince Arthur decides that he would save his people.

But he will not make this journey alone. He will have allies, even in the most unthinkable places.

After all, to heal the wounds made by an impure heart, it is needed the purest of them all.

Fic: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/bbcmerlinreversebang/works/55790572

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The Blue Butterflies Follow You (so do the moths)

Artist: zazrichor

Writer: Crimson_Fanfic_Writer_7

Summary: Arthur is fed up. He trusts Merlin with his life but he doesn’t think the same goes for Merlin. Merlin is hiding something, has been hiding something the entire time he has known him. It’s eating at him, it’s tainting their relationship in a subtle way he can’t even name.

Fortunately for him, there is a young druid who – even if not for the same reason – is fed up with Merlin’s lies as well. The young druid has grown up on stories of how the great Emrys will help the Once and Future King to unite the- blablabla yeah well WHEN is that going to happen though?! It’s been ten years, the oh so great master of magic could finally get a move on! Maybe he needs some incentive. Maybe he’s grown too accustomed to lying. Well, no more.

Fic & Art: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/bbcmerlinreversebang/works/55807864

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You are Someone Else (I am still right here)

Artist: Stelle_Loves_Reading

Summary: “After Lancelot is gravely injured by a group of druid hunters, he’s found by the most unlikely of rescuers: the fearsome Monster of the Darkling Woods and her companion, Merlin, who really wishes she’d stop bringing him broken creatures to fix.”

Art: https://artstelle.tumblr.com/post/750041304120033280/you-are-someone-else-i-am-still-right-here-art

[funkyllama]

Can I just say...between Arthur, Phil, and my Louis....Eloise has terrible luck in the relationship department

(Louis isn't looking that bad now is he lol)

omg- I forgot to answer this!

So, In My Humble Opinion: Arthur was her best "boyfriend," not only because I find him to be a very hot man, but also because he respected her without wanting to change her. Their break up, while kind of forced onto Elle, was entirely just. I think Eloise recognizes that now, seeing that he's been allowed at her events. Arthur jumped way too fast into wanting to be married and Eloise only realized after the breakup that she even liked that idea. He is still trying to get over her in his own story, which you can read on @prydainroyals. Louis, well. I don't know how I'd rank him in comparison. I think it's safe to say that if they weren't in the same circle, they would not of been with each other. Louis was very vocal in being there for a fun, not anything meaningful. Though, they did have the most chemistry of all her relationships and I feel as though, if they had not been forced apart, they could of had a good thing. Though, I think a happily ever after for them, like Eloise must have been hoping, plays into her naivety. Her reaction to learning that she was pregnant wasn't good, but she followed that up with hoping without doing or saying anything to anyone until it was too damn late. I don't mean to blame Eloise for everything wrong with that situationship, but Eloise was just making stupid decision after stupid decision. After looking back, I'm like why do ya'll like her?!?! If I was reading this story, I'd be rooting for Adrienne. lmaooo. That being said, Philippe is by far her worst partner. I'm genuinely shocked that so many people were rooting for them up until he went mask off with Freddy. Sure, he entered the story as Prince Fucking Charming, but c'mon now. He came upon her in an incredibly vunerable (ripped from S&S) moment and decided "I want her," no. That doesn't happen. His own father was vocally against their relationship, and not because of Eloise's stupidity in the last act. No, it was because Henri found his own son's actions so reprehensible that he lectured him loud enough for Viola to hear. Let us not forget that Viola, her best friend, did a 180 from actively encouraging her to being all, "ma'am please take a pause." OH AND---- they literally got engaged after the lowest point in their relationship, which left Eloise questioning if he even liked her?!?! Goodbye. Literally, cast that man into the fires of hell. He deserves worse, and his own daddy knows it. He's manipulating a grieving, first time mom, no thank you. No wonder he gave Freddy such an Ick. Philippe may be falling (in love) for her in his own way, and being a good stand in for the deadbeat mentioned above him, but that does not undermine his horribly manipulative and abusive actions.

@empiredesimparte has nothing to do with the evilness of Philippe's character, this is of my own making, please don't come for herrrrrrr. Also, go read mr Napoleon's coronation from the beginning, it is AMAZING. mentioning @armoricaroyalty bcs I did mention Freddy multiple times.

[sebscore]

I see your Leclerc brothers holding an anxious little Leclerc's hand and I raise you this: the way they do it is different. Like the 3 of them hold her hand like usual bit their grip(?)/what the energy is like is different so like:

Lorenzo: he holds her hand the way a father would. A strong grip, not strong to hurt her but to help grind her to reality and away from the anxious thoughts. He does not let go till she says to and keeps a watchful eye on her throughout day. He's seen her grow up from day one. Nothing is gonna stop Enzo from protecting his little sister.

Charles: he holds her hand like and overprotective brother (I mean her is one) would. He would hold her hand whilst standing in front of her coaching her through breathing exercises that he would have learned especially for her. Any member of the paparazzi seen trying to take a picture gets a hard Leclerc™ glare and gets the Ferrari media and legal team after them. He is her brother and he'd never let anything hurt her.

Arthur: he holds her hand like a cross between the way Charles does it and a bit of playfulness. When she's calm down and in that state of trying to collect yourself (is that universal or just me?) he would chat about random things that happened in the garage, keeping her distracted and laughing. He would also swing their hands like an excited kid whilst grinning making little Leclerc giggle and forget about her worries. After one particular bad one, Arthur buys her ice cream to help calm her. She was extremely grateful and he never brought that up. However he would constantly bring up incidents where she would borrow money and not repay her ("you're a millionaire Art. You can spare 20 euros for fucks sake" * le gasp* "she swore!!! Charles SHE'S SWEARING THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT YOU- *insert French yelling*" ).

All three of them make her feel safe and protected. She doesn't like going to them constantly but she knows that if she stops they would start crying about her growing up like they did when they saw the edits. She loves all her brothers dearly (enzo more but she won't admit it out loud) and she knows that they love her too.

Bonus:

Olli: further on into their relationship, he would pull her towards him by her waist, kiss her head and cheeks while whispering words of encouragement. That's also the first time she said she loved him (He said so too and when she told her three brothers she had to run and get tissues because they started absolutely sobbing).

Anyways, toodles. Love you babe as always. Stay safe and healthy. Also drink water because hydration and shit :). Till my next brain riot

💤

first of all- this is so illegal of you 😭😭😭 why would you make me cry in the middle of the day 😭😭😭😭😭😭

lorenzo is def the father figure and def keeps an eye on her way more than he does with his other siblings 🥺 that’s practically his daughter right there! 💗 he was a teenager/young adult when she was born so he’s never been the typical brother figure like arthur or charles!

to me, charles’ energy around her is very older brother x father figure mixed! he has a lot of patience with everyone, except when it comes to his sister! he knows that she doesn’t like it when people film her or take pictures of her without her consent so he’ll do everything he can to make her feel better!

the state of trying to collect yourself is def something universal, cause I have those moments too, darling! 💜

arthur is the true brother 😭😭 he opts for distractions as he often isn’t very sure what to do and showing physical affection in public to his sister can be kinda embarrassing in his opinion (they’re still bickering siblings lol)

thur is def the type to ask his sister for his money back, but then when she actually does it, he’s like “no, keep it.”

thinking about having those three as your older brothers makes me feel so emotional (rip only child) and these kinds of messages make me all delulu but oh well 🤷‍♀️ they love her so much and won’t hesitate to break someone’s neck if it came down to it lol

love you too, thank you so much for this! my heart is bursting with joy 🥹🥹🥹🥹 have a nice day and stay safe as well, my love! 🫶🏻🫶🏻

can’t wait till the next brainrot 💞

[valerileygreen]

Arthur used to believe his destiny was written in the stars. More specifically, he believed the stars were his destiny, ever since he first learned about them and fell in love.

He was just a little boy when his father first took him stargazing, showing him the constellations and telling him the stories behind them. That night Arthur learned about a brilliant star named Arcturus, and maybe it was just how similar their names were but he felt a connection. He thought it was a sign.

The memory comes back to Arthur now, as he’s tucked safely against Eames’ side (finally, finally) in the aftermath of inception, with Eames’ fingers gently tracing the outline of his tattoo.

“I wouldn’t have pegged you for the tattoo type, darling.” Eames breaks the blissful silence between them.

“I'm not really.” Arthur shrugs non-committally. “There's just the one.” 

“Oh yes, I’m well aware of that, pet, rest assured. What does it mean?”

And Arthur feels suddenly uncharacteristically shy, which seems incongruous at this point, with Eames. Eames, who is inarguably the person who knows him best now, but maybe that’s the point. For all he knows about him, Eames doesn’t know this part of Arthur, the bright-eyed little boy who fell in love with the stars. It’s a part of him that feels so distant and yet so intimate, and Arthur feels weirdly protective of that boy that was him, that still is him in some way. So he deflects. He shifts his head a little and raises an eyebrow, trying for nonchalance. “It’s just a constellation.”

But of course, he knows that Eames would never be fooled, his reluctance in full display for the forger’s sharp eyes to catch. If anything, it’s only going to fuel his interest, turning a passing curiosity into an intriguing mystery. 

“Yeah, I can see that, thank you very much.” Eames states somewhat sarcastically. “But why? Knowing you, you didn’t just get it for the heck of it. Unless you were just young and stupid.” A shit-eating smirk spreads on Eames’ face. “Oh, it's that, innit? Darling, you sho- Ow!” 

A well-aimed swat to the stomach cuts him off. “Shut up Eames!”

“I'm just saying, it's nothing to be embarrassed about. I have a couple of those myself.”

Arthur snorts. “Why am I not surprised? But no, I was just young. Impulsive maybe. But I don't regret it. It’s a good token.”

“Ah, so there is a reason behind it.” Eames smiles, still with a teasing lilt in his tone, satisfied. But then he must read something on Arthur’s face, because he turns serious, tightening his arm around his shoulders a bit, as if to ease the tension seeping in, his voice softer. “You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to, you know?”

Arthur knows it. He knows that if he says he doesn’t want to talk about it Eames would respect it and back down, for now at least. And part of him wants to go along with it, they’ve just gotten together, it’s too soon to reveal so much about themselves, no matter how harmless it is, and he’s not sure if he’s ready for that kind of vulnerability yet. On the other hand, this here is just the culmination of years of getting to know each other, flirting and dancing around each other, and after everything they went through together there’s no one he trusts more, in or out of dreamshare. And, he thinks, if he wants something more to come out of this, maybe he should take a little leap of faith.

He takes a deep breath and smiles slightly. “No, it’s okay. It’s a bit silly really. This is a constellation named Bootes.” At Eames’ low inquiring sound he huffs a short laugh. “I suppose it may not be one of the best known in itself, but it has a star…” Arthur shifts to point at a spot in his tattoo. “See this big star here? Its name is Arcturus and it's the fourth brightest star in the sky.”

“Arcturus? Oh. Oh, darling, are you telling me you have your own star in the sky?”

Arthur can’t help the light blush spreading on his face, that was actually kind of the point. “No. No, it's not like that. It just- it speaks to me. I got the tattoo just before the Army. I wanted something to remind myself that it was just temporary, that there was more to the world and I shouldn't stop dreaming. And, name or not, Arcturus is my favourite star.” He shakes his head wistfully. “It’s ironic in retrospect.”

“Maybe a little bit. But I think it worked splendidly, don't you? Look at you now, dreaming for work. Your younger self would be proud.” Eames muses while running his hand through Arthur’s wild hair. 

“Mm, perhaps.” Arthur concedes, slowly but surely melting to Eames’ touch. “I just like astronomy, really. Enough to entertain the idea of making a career out of it at a point. But then life happened. The war happened, and Project Somnacin happened. And here we are.”

“Here we are. And what a bloody good place is here.” Eames grins.

Arthur gives a contented sigh. “It really is.” 

“So, while we’re in the mood, care to tell me more about your star?”

Arthur hesitates just a fraction of a moment, but Eames just keeps looking at him as if really interested and petting his hair, and so he relaxes fully. While still a little self-conscious at first, he grows more excited as he loses himself in the story. He tells Eames everything he knows about it and its myths; that Arcturus means ‘Guardian of the Bear’, the Ursa Major; that Bootes is the Herdsman driving that same constellation around the North Pole. 

Eames is utterly fascinated by this adorably nerdy side of Arthur, always so practical and in control but finally letting himself loose with him. It feels precious, and Eames feels a surge of fondness as Arthur tries and mostly fails to explain his bond with those stars. He knows though.

“You may deny it, but I believe it really is your star, you know. It fits who and what you are perfectly. You’re naturally protective, and as a pointman it's practically in your job prescription to plan and guide and direct and take care of your team, like Bootes and Arcturus do for the Bear.”

Arthur freezes in surprise, but then a slow smile lights up his face as all the dots connect, and he kisses Eames. 

“Does this mean you’ll take me see the real Arcturus soon?” Eames asks with a laugh after breaking the kiss.

Arthur beams as he answers. “It’s a date.”

Bootes, the Herdsman. Arcturus the Guardian. Arthur the Pointman. Arthur’s destiny was always written in the stars.

[klutzyroses]

Can i request a headcanon about ike/vam reacting to mc who can fight like is master at it,I guess in those centurys there were just a few women that actually could fight, so i like to see a mc who can whip men's ass😂

Sorry or any bad grammar. english is not my firs language🤷‍♀️anyway i really enjoy your writings. good luck👌🏻😌

Your english is better than you think, and one fighting master mc coming up!

IkeVamp HCs: Fighter!S/O

How do they react to an so who can fight like a master?

Suitors: Vincent, Theo, Jean, Sebastian

Vincent

Being the ball of sunshine he is, one does not expect him to be a fighter, not in the least. It's the same with Y/N.

She appears so sweet to him and he does only want her to be safe and sound, which is why he finds it surprising when she is capable of bringing down men almost twice her size.

He thinks its amazing, she is amazing. He doesn't know a woman like her.

He finds it as amazing as he finds it worrisome. What if she hurts herself? What if someone else hurts her?

The poor cinnamon bun is a bit concerned at times. After all, the more she fights back, the less an assailant would hold back as well, right?

Well then, he would just have to make sure she has support should she ever be in that situation.

It happens sooner than he would have hoped when they both confronted by an assailant in an alley. Two in fact, and she doesn't even hesitate to defend the both of them from harm. And as much as he would love to stand by and admire her swift and expert strikes, he certainly can't leave her to fight alone.

So of course he is going to have her back. Quite literally, defending her from the back while she does the very same to him. While he doesn't enjoy fighting in the least, he does feel more at ease knowing she can fight by his side and he by her side.

Theo

Brutal as he looks, he doesn't quite expect this hondje to be able to fend for herself, let alone this well.

He experienced her fighting spirit pretty early one after meeting, considering the well aimed kick to his chest after he called her a mutt for the first time.

Arthur to this day has never let him hear the end of it.

He may not say it, but he finds it impressive that she can not only stand up for herself theoretically, but practically as well. Not that he would want her to be in a position to have to fight and possibly get hurt in the first place but it's somewhat reassuring that if she were in any kind of danger, she can bail herself out.

That doesn't mean that she could be reckless though!

Such a thought comes to mind when during an outing, they encounter a handful of members of L' Academie, who, as per usual, have a bone to pick with a certain dealer. And it seems they feel more malicious and aggressive than normal.

But their hubris earns them nothing but the wrath of Y/N's swift kicks and roundhousing.

Theo can only stand back in awe as the woman takes down grown men larger than her with ease and with the mastery of a trained soldier.

He will definitely scold her later, she easily could've been hurt by one of them and she didn't need to do it to begin with, as he is more than capable of handling them...even as cool as she looked in that moment. So the pup actually has bite, huh?

Jean

A woman who can fight? It's not something he has heard of, and of course the irony of that is entirely lost on him.

He can't help but wonder if the future she lives in is so dangerous that even women have to learn to fight. It's a concerning thought.

Nevertheless, those skills will be useful to her here in this world, which he knows for a fact is unsafe for women, especially...fair ones like her, she is going to need all the self protection she can get.

He may act indifferent but he wonders what weapons she excels at. He could ask but he doesn't want to make her uncomfortable.

Though, he doesn't have to wait long to find out when she is the one who approaches him first and asks to spar with him. Though initially hesitant and reluctant, he agrees after a bit of convincing and he is not disappointed.

Her graceful, certain movements are almost like those of a dancer, yet accurate and deadly like an assassin. She is even more lethal with a weapon in hand, come to find out.

She even bests him once or twice, through her own quick wits and agile strikes, getting his foil out of his hand or even knocking him off balance.

She is not to be underestimated, he now knows, and while he still hopes for her safety, he now has more confidence in her ability to ensure her own safety than he would any other woman of this time.

Sebastian

Being quite the fighter himself, he will be fairly impressed with the young lady's prowess.

In the future they come from, it may not be all that uncommon for women to be able to defend themselves. Maybe not to the extent she can, but the point still stands.

In this time, where women typically can not protect themselves and where most low lives would definitely take advantage, she absolutely is going to need those skills.

He may be interested in seeing what she can do...though maybe not in practice. He wouldn't want her in a dangerous situation where she would have to use her skills.

Though as fate would have it, when he goes shopping with her and they find themselves cornered by a robber. He could dispatch him if he so pleased, but firstly, he is armed with a knife, secondly, he has to keep Y/N safe and thirdly, he has his hands full of bags.

He barely has time to finish that thought before the young woman springs forward, barreling right into the assailant and knocking the wind out of him, managing to effortlessly swipe his knife from him.

He can only blink as she brings the man down in mere seconds, outwardly sighing at her recklessness, but also wildly impressed by her.

He is almost a little bit envious, he may need to step up his own game.

🌸

[yovrnewromantic]

FIVE SURVIVE SPOILERS!

ARTHUR AS YOUR BF HCS

arthur grant moore/gotti x reader

From the moment he first met you, he couldn’t help it.

He was supposed to be getting intel on Red, find out who really killed Joseph or whatever his name is, but, dammit, he couldn’t stop thinking about you.

your eyes.

your hair.

your body.

your smile.

your laugh.

YOU.

Why the hell couldn't he stop thinking about you?

Arthur was never a fidgeter, but ever since your arm brushed his, he’s had to struggle to restrain himself. He had to keep his hands to himself despite his longing to hold your hand, push back your hair, help tie your shoes, grab your elbow, hug you, kiss you on the check, kiss you on the mouth, kiss you on the neck, and…

you get the point.

Quite literally obsessed with you.

Literally drooled whenever you talked just because he could not stop staring at you!

He tries to be so smooth whenever talking to you, but it all becomes a bunch of jumbled nonsense because the poor boy turns to mush whenever you two make the contact for too long.

When he finally asks you out (and you say yes obviously), he’s restraining himself from jumping for joy, pursing his lips to hide his grin but the apples of his cheeks are full and his eyes are joyous.

I feel like he’d take you on a picnic. Make you a charcuterie board and shit

Helps you make flower crowns!!! Blushes when you place it on his head for him.

Almost faints on your doorstep when you kiss his cheek after he walks you home, claiming “to keep you safe” but you both know he just didnt wanna say goodbye

Then you have another date

And another

Until he finally asks you to be his gf and you say yesss to

Cannot stop complimenting you

“Your so pretty, honey” “How did I get so lucky” “Your the most gorgeous girl I’ve ever seen”

Half the time he doesn’t know that he’s saying his declarations out loud, thinks he’s just thinking about your ethereal beauty

Study dates!!!! Even though you go to separate schools, that doesn’t stop him from watching youtube videos on whatever you’re learning. he’s always ready to help

He knows he loves you but he just hasn’t said it yet

Gets scolded at by his brother for not focusing on the task at hand :((( he’s too obsessed with his pretty girlfriend

Feels sooo guilty for lying to you, but nobody’s going ti get hurt so it’s fine, right? that eases his mind

Begs you not to take the RV to spring break

“You’re gonna get road sick, pretty girl! The plane would be so much faster and I’ll just meet you there, okay >:)”

“Why are you acting weird?”

“Huh? What?? Me?? Weird? No!”

Always playing dumb

you let it slide though, cause what would your pretty boy boyfriend be lying to you about

When the uh… plot of the book happens, he won’t let you out his sight for a second

His hand is on yours constantly, tugging you into him

He can’t risk you

That’s why when bullets start to fly he’s pushing you onto the ground and forcing himself on top of you

His brother won’t hit him so he definitely won’t hit you

Cannot stand the sight of your tears, even if you look so adorable crying :((( your flushed cheeks, watery eyes, and pouty lips do something to him that he’s not proud of

You look so helpless, especially when it’s time to confess secrets. You have none, Authur knows that. He knows everything about you. You have nothing to hide. You’re perfect

Almost kills Oliver when the maniac strides over to you, accusations flying from his

Arthur didn’t mean to shove him that hard

so what Oliver’s nose is bleeding?

He got too close to his girl

Youre a little afraid of him after that, but much more afraid of Oliver, so you stay tucked on Arthur’s arm, and he can’t complain

He keeps sending messages to his brother about you, making sure you don’t get hurt

When he gets caught, he begs you to run away with him but he loves you too much and just lets you go

Then you get a letter

Meet me at the Pier 68? Just for goodbye?

yes ◼️ no ◼️

yes ☑️ no ◼️

[zestyaahbutler]

hi!! I enjoy your works so so much, and your art is absolutely beautiful. just wondering— what is the relationship between amulya and walter? Cause it seems like there’s a lot more than just simple friendship there 👁️👁️

My first ask aaaaa! <3 Thank you so much for your kind words. I was so absolutely delighted to wake up to this in my inbox. It really does make me sooo joyful that people love Amulya and are curious about her. I'll post some Amulya doodles soon hopefully

Regarding your question, Amulya and Walter have more than a simple friendship. He is the one who assisted her in day-to-day life and she relied on him both for daily tasks and emotionally. She chatted with other workers in the organization as she was rather lonely. She couldn’t go out on her own for her safety and most people she knew were through Arthur’s connections. She relied on employees to socialize with. Being so lonely made her naturally curious about all the people at the estate. 

TW: mentions of suicide, questionable dynamics, mental illness, average Hellsing lore

Once Walter was put in charge of her, she took it upon herself to get to know him. Amulya made it a point to break down the professional mask and learn about him as a person. Walter was hesitant to let her be able to know more about him but he eventually folded. She would bother him if he was working and as it could’ve hindered his productivity, he never reported it to Arthur.  

Walter is a sarcastic son of a bitch and she challenged that fairly often. Amulya pushed him to be more playful with her. 

I do want to say that the feelings were on Walter’s side. He didn’t realize them till she did acknowledge what happened to him in 1944. I don’t think he ever would be used to someone knowing he was put in a dangerous position and even comfort. He did keep those feelings away out of respect for her and Arthur. 

Walter was the person she opened up to about feeling alone, disliked, and damaged. In a selfish way, he would’ve felt like he was the only one able to comfort her. Yeah he acted as if he was keeping his distance but there was always the want of having her acknowledge him in the same way as he saw her. It was one of the reasons why he was so open about his thoughts events, people, and practices of the organization with her. There was always that deep respect and admiration that went beyond serving her. 

When she did have her first suicide attempt, Walter found her before she could go through it. I wouldn’t want to go too into it as I’d like to write a short story about it.

Along with the bad, he was there for good moments. They both gardened together which was her main hobby. It was the main way she was able to get out of the stuffy mansion and outside. Amulya would see it as a place she can relax and take her mind off of things. Walter may have seen it as ‘their’ place. She also got him to slack off every now and again to have tea with her or an emergency shopping trip. 

Amulya was also much more doting with him from being so close. It wasn’t odd for her to hug him. Mainly situations if she was emotional or if she comforting him. I would say once there would be an instance where she wanted to try the European greeting of kissing on the cheek but he informed her afterwards of the implications and it is not a British greeting. 

There was gossip among maids/butlers and other workers about the details of their relationship but it was just rumors. 

She was entirely vulnerable with him which made their relationship pretty intimate. When she did come onto him, it was selfish but also out of desperation. 

She would feel betrayed by Arthur for almost lying to her after tying the knot and having Integra. There would be the passing thought of perhaps he was just using her for an heir (he wasn’t and she knows but it still occurred to her). With Walter, she was looking for comfort, affection, and feeling safe. Her actions are horrible and puts him in a bad position. Nothing that scandalous happened. He stopped her for her sake and also his own. 

Walter greatly helped Amulya in taking care of Integra. Amulya would even make a joke about him being Intergra’s second dad or mom. She was always grateful for him holding her while she sits by because she felt too sick to do so. Or even just staying up with her at night if Integra was keeping her up. It would be a huge deal when Amulya was more comfortable spending time with Integra alone and even sleeping with her in bed. She also made Walter promise her that she wouldn’t be involved with anything dangerous in the organization. Buuut that promise was later broken as seen in the events of the series. 

Their relationship is more than just a simple friendship. But there were more implications and imagination on Walter’s side for the early parts. He’s a selfish character but Amulya is too. But she is tragic in her own way so I can see people sympathizing with her. As sad as she is, she isn’t without numerous flaws. 

Thank you for the question! I hope this entertains u, anon. I was thrilled to get to talk about her. I hope to get more so if anyone has anything they wanna know or see, let me know. Inbox is always open and no question is really too uncomfortable.  I do make tons of jokes about their dynamic. I am a little bit of a simp for the ship cause I like making Walter suffer. Maybe don’t be a hot old guy and betray a supernatural organization next time.

[betty-bourgeoisie]

The Last Shanty

Summary: Arthur tucks Alfred into bed one last time before sailing back to London. Loosely based on the song The Last Shanty.

Read on AO3.

1645 – Massachusetts

"Why can't I sail back to London with you?" Alfred whined, sitting up in bed and uprooting the blankets Arthur had only just tucked in around him.

"Alfie dear, you're just too little," Arthur soothed, as he tried to coax the boy back under the covers, "A royal navy ship is no place for a boy your age.”

"I could be a sailor too!" Alfred grumbled as he slammed his head down onto the pillow in angry compliance. "What do you even do on those boats anyway?"

Arthur tutted and smoothed down the hair on the top of his son's head. "Oh, it's a very hard life poppet, you wouldn't enjoy it at all."

"Why not?"

Arthur tried to morph his voice into a soothing tone and began to run his fingers rhythmically through the boy’s hair as he answered.

"Well to start, the food is terrible, it has to be kept on a ship for months on end and most of it's gone bad by the end of the trip. It's hard work, you have to haul ropes and scrub the deck every day. When the weather gets bad the boat rolls and rocks and people get seasick. And to top it all off you can't even sleep in a bed, you have to sleep in a hammock. It's no fun at all, it's better for you to stay safe at home."

Alfred huffed in response and shook his head to remove Arthur’s hand from his hair. Left more annoyed than calmed by his father's soothing he grumbled, "But I don't want you to leave again."

"I know, I don't want to leave either."

"Then why don't you stay!"

"I have to poppet. You know I wish I could be here with you."

This statement effectively cut off whatever Alfred had been going to say and they both sat in tense silence. Alfred glared up at the ceiling, while Arthur hoped desperately to resolve this conflict before he had to leave in the morning.

It was always like this when he had to leave. Arthur of course felt terrible that he couldn’t spend more time with the boy, but there was nothing he could do. He couldn't just abandon his people and he wished desperately that Alfred would learn to accept the fact that Arthur had his own country to care for.

Finally, after several minutes of silence, Alfred warbled out, "What if you fall off the boat and drown like that boy in the village did?"

Arthur paused in his thoughts and looked down at his son. The boy had the edge of his blankets locked in a vice grip, and his eyes were shiny with unshed tears. Arthur remembered when the Johnson’s boy had been found in the lake, but he hadn’t thought it had made quite such an impression on Alfred.

Seeing the anxiety on his child’s face quickly unraveled any irritation Arthur had been feeling and without thinking he leaned down onto the bed to hug his son. He could hear the boy’s anxious breath and heartbeat as his head leaned against his small chest and frowned at just how worked up he had gotten.

"Oh Alfie, is that what you've been worried about? I promise I won't drown leanabh, people like us can't die that way."

"But what if you fall off the boat and can't get home?"

Arthur wrapped his arms tighter around the boy and moved to rest his forehead against the colony’s cheek.

"If that happens, I'll swim back to land. There's nothing for you to worry about dear, I'll go back home to London for a few months and then I'll sail right back here to see you."

“You promise you’ll come back?”

“I promise.”

Alfred seemed unconvinced but nodded his acknowledgment anyways.

Arthur sat back up and gave the child a gentle pat on the shoulder, relieved that the conversation seemed to be over.

"Are you ready to sleep now?"

Alfred gave another hesitant nod and pulled the blankets up to his chin.

"Will I see you in the morning?" he asked, voice still raw with emotion.

"No, I'm leaving before the sun comes up. You know that."

Alfred's lower lip trembled slightly in response, but he didn't argue.

Eventually, after a long moment, he turned to face away from Arthur and in a soft whisper asked, "Will you sing me a song?".

1918 - London

Alfred had wished his father a polite but stiff farewell at the dock an hour ago. Now he sat by himself in the galley, picking at an overcooked slice of corned beef and waiting for the troop ship to leave port.

It had been a long, tiresome war, but as he looked out at the rest of the dining area Alfred could only think one thing.

Arthur had been right; he would have hated ships as a child. But he hated them more now.