#and your username? Excellent

[smaeemo]

me to all my favorite mutuals ❤️

@violent138 @exampleofaromantic @stella517 @idledreams4 @dead-angel-witch-fae @zer0-adjacent @zer0expektation

[divorce-enjoyer]

I need to compliment you on having my favorite username I've seen on this website.

divorced ships >>>

yes yes exactly its about the DRAMA its about the HISTORY its about the PETTINESS. its about how you cant stop knowing someone even after youve separated yourself from them. youre just walking around knowing the most intimate things about someone youre on bad terms with but love anyway. like what do you do with that. also watching my blorbos fight is funny

[shuicheese]

Have you heard? The Amazing Digital Circus Season 1 is in production and is gonna drop episodes later this year and into next year!

WAIT. WAIT I HAVEN;T HEARD BUT HOLY SH ITTTT I;M EXCITED ABOUT THAT!! I CAN;T WAIT TO SEE MORE OF JAX AND ZOOBLE HEHEHUHU-

may we get kaufmo crumbs i'm still in denial <3

[doctor-bus]

Tagged by @goonssquadd to spell my URL with songs. I'm still at work so I'm only going to use songs I have on my phone 📞

D - Daughter of God by @phemiec

O - One by La Dispute

C - Cemetery Drive by My Chemical Romance

T - The New National Anthem by Pierce the Veil

O - ONE MORE TIME/AERODYNAMIC by Daft Punk (Alive 2007)

R - Remember Me by The Birthday Massacre (Imagica)

B - Breaking the Habit by Linkin Park

U - Undead Ahead 2: Tale of the Midnight Ride by Motionless in White

S - Something About Us by Daft Punk

I am tagging @omaaoc @pollypeaches @randomhatthief @d4zed-dre4mer @dontdropthe27 and anyone else who wants to do it

[singsweetmelodies]

Omg I enjoyed your dragon rider fic so so much!!! Definitely a fav.

One question. Did Pierre end up joining Lewis House?

AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!! thank you so much for this ask 😍😍😍 that fic is my favourite child, just a little bit (🤭🥰) so it means the world that you enjoyed it <333

and as for your question! well 😏 i'm actually not going to answer it, but that's only because i do have a sequel in the back of my mind. i deliberately left the "will pierre join lewis' house?" question very open-ended in the main fic, to give me some nice space to explore it later... 👀 i don't know WHEN later is, unfortunately, because goodness knows there's a lot going on at the moment, lmao. but someday? i hope to give you the answer to that question in full fic form 😍😘 thanks again for asking!! ❤️🐲

[samderella]

Howdy, you are no longer the only person to have written SKutgug smut on Ao3.

Goodday, and goodbye!

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[ironicxblue]

❛  did you hear that?  ❜

Izumi looked up from his magazine at the voice.

It was late in the dorms, and he and Oogami appeared to be the only people left in the common area. And he hadn't heard anything.

He silently wondered if the guy did have the hearing of a dog for a moment before he shook his head.

"No. What did you think you heard?"

It was pretty late. He hoped it wasn't anything too creepy or weird.

[ms-demeanor]

did u ever watch the cartoon C.O.P.s? theres a character in the show that has the same name as ur username, I just saw one of ur posts and got curious.

I did not and I just looked it up and this is so funny

"Stephanie Demeanor is a middle-aged, super-strong woman with the appearance of a normal businesswoman who works for Big Boss. Ms. Demeanor has the muscular physique of a champion bodybuilder and often gets upset when people accuse her of not being feminine."

Oh, Steph. I am so sorry that in 1988 the people of Empire City were not ready for "normal businesswoman who can throw a fridge" as a concept without having to police your femininity.

I can tell you that now they are very into "normal businessperson who can throw a fridge" and are of the firm (correct) belief that I give excellent hugs.

[flemingsfreckles]

Stitched Together

Synopsis: based off this request for a paramedic reader fic

Warnings: none, nothing gore-y/super medical in this

WC: 2.8k

A/N: this could be a series of people are interested but I also wrote it that it could be a stand alone fic, up to yall if you want to see more 🤷‍♀️

You noticed the way her eyebrows had raised when you walked in the room. You immediately assumed she was looking at Nathan as he followed in behind you with more equipment. However you realized it maybe was you that had caught her attention when her eyes remain fixated on you. They wandered over your body, head to toe and then back up as you set down supplies, you also noticed the way she smiled back quickly when you gave her a polite smile.

It wasn’t uncommon that you and your partner got reactions when you came to teach a class or when you were on a call. Nathan was an attractive man by societal standards, the girls tended to drool over him. Which meant usually the men drooled over you, which you had no interest in. You’d get handed guys phone numbers, their social media usernames, invited for dates, and you were grateful that work gave you an excellent excuse to turn down their advances.

On the few occasions girls had shown interest, you’d taken them up on the offer. Flings and hookups were fun when you were in your early twenties, but in the past few years, you wanted something more serious. Unfortunately, most people didn’t understand your work schedule, they didn’t understand the long hours away, and something serious never seemed to work out for you.

There had been a few girls that you had attempted relationships with, never amounting to anything, a few months before things would fall apart. They hadn’t understood the burden your job had on you, physically, mentally or emotionally. You loved your job, you loved the fulfillment of helping others, but it still took a toll. There were days you came home and couldn’t sleep from the things you had seen, the sounds you had heard, it was jarring, and most girls your age didn’t know how to handle an adult with nightmares. After two failed relationships, you swore off the idea of girls, no hookups, no dates, no relationships. You’d remained single, alone, for nearly two years, looking after yourself, taking care of yourself.

Trying to pretend you didn’t notice the girl's reaction or staring, you turned away to begin setting up, oblivious to the conversations going on behind you between the two teammates.

Oh my god you’re practically drooling.” Sam shoved her elbow into Jessie’s side.

“Ow!” Jessie shifted away, swatting at her hand. “I am not!”

”I mean she’s cute I guess.” She pauses for a moment. “Wait a minute, is it the uniform? Does that do it for you? Or is it the tattoos?”

“I’m moving seats.” Jessie says standing up, only to be followed by her teammate down the row to a different seat where the teasing continued.

“I think for once, more of them are interested in you than me.” Nathan whispered to you as the two of you set up pamphlets on the table. “Especially the one on the end, second row, she’s cute.” You glared at him before moving to grab more papers, hoping he’d stop talking but he didn’t. “Oh come on, it’s been so long since you got laid, I know you said you’re done with flings, but come on, professional athlete might top astronaut trainee in the the list of professions we’ve fucked.”

What Nathan was referring to was something stupid you did early on in your career, you and Nathan decided to see who could sleep with someone with the coolest job. A couple months of sleeping around for both of you came to an end when Nathan had slept with someone training to be an astronaut and you both decided that would be impossible to beat.

You just give him more aggression scowl and he throws his hands up in surrender. “Okay, maybe I’m secretly hoping getting laid will make you nicer.” He shrugs as he turns away.

When you stood back up, turning to face the room you found your eyes wandering to the end seat of the second row, there sat the same girl who had checked you out earlier, now sitting in a different seat, the girl next to her talking her ear off. She briefly smiles at you when you make eye contact for the second time that day and you watch as the girl next to her begins laughing.

The first part of your training goes off without a hitch. The players and staff all listened, most of them willing to participate in answering questions and engaging with you, making it significantly less painful then when you did these classes for college like who always made sure you knew they’d rather be anywhere else.

You let the players divide up in small groups, each practicing the CPR you had just taught them, you and Nathan both walking around to assist the players and answer any questions they might have. You make a few laps before you're flagged down by one of the girls. “Hi Sam, what do you need?”

“Jessie might want some help, she had a question.” The girl who had waved you over points across from her to the brown hair girl who had smiled at you earlier during the presentation. The startled, yet cute, expression across her face told you that she most likely didn’t have a question.

“Maybe I can answer it?” Doing your best to stay focused on your job, you offer your help.

The girl looks up at you with surprise. “Oh, no, I didn’t have a question.” You watch the way she sends an aggressive pointed look across to the girl before looking back up to you with a smile. “I’m good, I paid attention.”

“Okay, just let me know if anything comes to mind Jessie, you two are doing a good job.”

You walked away, going to assist other players who needed some further instruction, overhearing the hushed conversation between the two girls you had just left.

“I was trying to get you to talk to her, you dork!”

“I didn’t have a question! I listened, I know what I’m doing. I didn’t want her to think I was stupid!” Jessie argues back, clearly annoyed by her teammate.

“That wasn’t the point!” Sam spoke through her teeth. “I was hoping she’d do that whole, come behind you and put her big, strong, tattooed paramedic arms around you and show you how to do it, just so I could watch you panic.”

“I hate you.” You hear Jessie mumble, and you find yourself having to bite your lip to hold back the smirk that is dying to come onto your face. You shake the small smile from your face when you notice Nathan looking at you from across the room with a squint.

You continue to walk around the room, observing the team, until it’s time for you to move on to the first aid section of your training. The team is back in their chairs, you stand at the front with Nathan again.

“I just need a volunteer.” You both hated and loved the audience participation aspect. Sometimes your volunteers were great, easy to work with, asked questions, made the whole process easier, and other times they made it harder, messing around and making it a chance to try out their comedy career instead of helping with the training.

“Jessie!” You hear someone say, before a couple other voices chime in also saying her name. You look over at her, she’s violently shaking her head. A slight wave of sympathy arises for her as the poor girl is pulled and pushed from her seat by the hands of her teammates and shoved in your direction.

“Hi Jessie.” You do your best to ease you nerves as she drags her feet up to meet you.

“Hi.” She mumbles, you can tell she has no desire to be your volunteer or the center of attention.

“Are you fine with me touching you?” You ask her, before she can answer for herself, her teammate joins in.

“I’m sure she’s more than fine with some touching.” You watch as Jessie squeezes her eyes shut for a moment, her lips pinching tight and a small blush coming across her face.

You try to ignore the comments, as you’re easily able to tell they’re embarrassing Jessie. “It would be just your arm.” You clarify still waiting on Jessie to give you an answer.

“Yeah that’s fine.” She holds out her arm to you. You try your best to remain professional about everything, a bit harder to say than do.

You proceed to go though basic first aid, explaining that while at work and training they were surrounded by staff and trained professionals in first aid, it wouldn’t hurt for everyone to have a little bit of knowledge. You show how to bandage in a few different ways for more severe cuts, how to treat burns, and before you know it you’re sending a less embarrassed Jessie back to her seat as you let Nathan take over and finish up the rest of the class for the day.

The training ends and a few players and staff make their way up to you and Nathan, thanking you both for your time. When the line ends and the room begins to clear, Jessie finally finds her way up to Nathan, thanking him quickly before moving over to you.

“I’m going to start packing stuff into the truck.” Nathan says, winking over his shoulder as he grabs a box and starts putting away equipment. You nod at him before turning your attention to the girl in front of you.

“Hey, just wanted to thank you, I appreciate your time.” Her smile is soft, kind, like a hug from a friend you’d known for ages, and yet you didn’t even know the girl’s last name.

“Oh, of course, and thank you for being my ‘volunteer’ today.” You make air quotes around the word volunteer. After all, it was more of a forced participation, than a volunteer on her end.

“Yeah, no problem.” She says in a gentle voice.

“You don’t have to lie, I could tell you hated every minute of being up there.”

“Yeah, I did. I hate being put in the center of attention, but I actually came up here to apologize for my teammates, they were a bit immature.”

“Oh please, it’s fine Jessie.” You bring your hand to her forearm. The teasing her teammates gave her had been nothing to the immaturity you’d experienced from high school and college boys, it hadn’t even phased you. In the moment you had been more focused on Jessie’s reaction to the teasing than the actual comments themselves.

“Yeah but still I’m sorry, teammates were teasing me, I’m pretty introverted and they think it’s funny to see me in uncomfortable situations.” Her hand comes up to tuck a curl that had fallen forward back behind her ear.

“Hopefully I didn’t make it any more uncomfortable.”

She shakes her head, causing the same curl to fall forward again and she once again reaches to fix it. “Oh no, you didn’t, if anything I think you made it a bit more relaxing, I mean, like, you’re good at your job.”

“Thanks.”

“Speaking of jobs, this is obviously mine, you ever been to a game?” Jessie asks, you already know where this is headed, and while you could make it easy on the girl and tell her now that you’d happily come see the game, you can’t help but find the way she stumbles while talking to be charming, so you let her carry on.

“A while ago, when I was younger.” You’d gone on a date to a game, a date that had ended terribly, but you weren’t about to tell her that.

“Oh cool.”

“Yeah it was.” You’d always had interest in going back, but had never gotten around to doing so. Work keeps you busy, you didn’t do much else with your time.

“Would you want to go to another?” She questions, raising her eyebrows in hope.

“Yeah I mean I definitely would.”

“We play this Friday, I have tickets, I mean, I’m obviously playing, but I get family and friend tickets, but I just moved here, I haven’t met too many people in the area and my family isn’t close so the tickets usually just get handed off to a teammate or go unused. If you want to come to the game, I have tickets.”

“I work Friday.” As much as you had used work as an excuse before, this was the opposite. You actually had to work, and for once you’d rather be attending the game, watching the girl in front of you play.

“Oh, right of course, gotta go save lives.”

“Yeah, something like that.” You shrug, you weren’t going to tell her that while yes you’d saved lives, more often than not your shifts included helping people stand up after they’d fallen and nothing more than the basic first aid you’d demonstrated that afternoon.

“Right. Well, I guess I’ll get going, it was really nice to meet you, thank you again.” When she begins to turn you notice your hand is still resting on her forearm. Taking the opportunity to stop her you tighten your grip slightly.

“Jessie?”

“Yeah?” She looks surprised.

“I’m assuming you have other home games?” To be fair you had no idea when the season started or ended, for all you knew it would be over this week.

“Yeah, we do.” She nods.

Pausing, you wait to see if she’ll get what you were trying to ask, when she stays looking at you, you ask. “Any chance a ticket is free for any of those games? Or do you plan to have made some friends by then?”

You watch as Jessie processes the teasing joke, confused at first before she nods her head. “Yeah, yeah those are free, I can get you one for another game.”

“Cool, I’d like that, I’d like to watch you play.” Feeling as if you’ve given the girl enough grief, you try to make it clear you’re specifically interested in watching her play, not just her team.

“I mean the whole team is talented and good to watch.” Just the response you would expect from someone who hates being at the center of attention.

“I know Jessie.”

“Sorry I’m not sure why I didn’t think about offering a different game. If I can just get your number, I’ll text you the info closer to the date for getting the ticket.” She reaches into her pocket, fumbling with her phone before handing it to you.

“There ya go, that’s a bit more smooth.” She gives you a tight lipped smile as you take her phone before grabbing your own out. You enter your number and send a quick smiley face text to yourself from her phone. “Alright, now I’ve got your number.” You hold up your own phone.

“I’ll text you.” Jessie says smiling and putting her phone back into her pocket.

“I’ll be waiting.” You wink at her and almost laugh as you can see the internal panic for a moment as Jessie’s eyes widen and she immediately looks down as her cheeks turn a darker shade of red. She smiles and nods before turning and walking toward the exit.

“So, getting back into the dating pool are we?” Nathan snaps you out of your stare at the door Jessie had walked out. You blink a few times before turning around putting your best stoic face on.

“No, I was just thanking her for being a volunteer.”

“Mhmm maybe you were but you were also flirting with her while you did it.” He nods mockingly.

“I wasn’t flirting dude.” Trying your best to deny the behavior you knew was true, you had flirted with her, you hadn’t flirted with a girl in months, you hadn’t wanted to, but something about Jessie made you want to.

“You were, Miss ‘thank you for being my volunteer, hope I didn’t make you uncomfortable, of course I want to come watch you run around all sweaty in your uniform, maybe I’ll get to see your bedroom after, here’s my number.’” Nathan puts his arm on your forearm like you had to Jessie and he teasingly bats his eyelashes at you, mocking your conversation with the Canadian.

Quickly snatching your forearm away from him you roll your eyes. “Stop. There wasn’t any mention of a bedroom or anything, just going to a game.” You bend down and grab a box in a rush, heading for the door to your truck. You wanted to get out of the room that suddenly felt too stuffy as your cheeks began to burn, knowing he was right.

“Maybe you didn’t say it but you were probably thinking it.”

“Stop.”

“It was flirting!” Nathan calls after you. “You'll soon be adding professional athlete to the list.”

[ynbabe]

Come Through ୨୧ George Russell x Rockstar! Reader

Is rockstar the right word? idk I just know bro is crazy bts, the white boy with Excel persona is fooling NO ONE Georgie boy. Also, Reader has vibes of the Weekend song, hence the fic name.

Lando thinks it's all a joke. He hadn't been crying, screaming and manifesting for the past three years only for his celebrity crush to be dating someone else, another driver that too.

"WHO-" He yells as he storms into Max's room, where most of the drivers had collected, they hadn't decided but they all just gravitated towards the blonde with sweet blue eyes who listened to the vent and gave the best hugs, "AFTER ALL WE WENT THROUGH- WHO IS DATING Y/N L/N?"

All eyes were on him, Max lying on his bed, Charles, Carlos and Daniel with him. Lance, Esteban and Pierre were on the sofa, playing FIFA on Max's PS5, George and Alex were sharing the smaller two-seater, Zhou and Yuki were passing a tennis ball to each other and Logan and Oscar were sleeping, cuddling close on the floor surrounded by pillows, but were now woken up by Landos yelling.

"Lando stop screaming," Charles yelled back.

"No," he simply replied and made his way to the bed where he jumped on top of Carlos and Daniel, the older of whom groaned and grumbled something about his back, but Lando didn't care, he pushed his phone in Max's face, blurring his face in Carlos's neck.

xoxof1

xoxof1 Y/n l/n an infamous British rockstar most famous for her multiple dating scandals and most recently an arrest is rumoured to date a F1 driver.

username MOTHER WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE 😭😭😭

username girl... knowing her it's like Lewis or someone

username fr like hasn't she 'dated' a dozen older guys not to mention her record with women username girl why are you hating like a man, she's iconic and we all know it

username just lost my wife to a vroom-vroom man no one talk to me

Max began laughing, looking up from the post to the distraught Lando currently getting his hair played with by Carlos.

"Mate, I don't think you're her type," he threw the phone back to the whining boy.

"Yeah? And how would you know? I look exactly like Edward!" He pointed to the bassist of the band you were a part of.

"Kelly loves her music..." he muttered, looking away much to the younger man's amusement.

"HAH!" He shrieked, "SHE'S NOT YOUR GIRLFRIEND ANYMORE!!" He laughed to which Carlos pushed his head down, eliciting an 'oomph'.

"I've been told many times," Max muttered to himself and turned to Lando to hear the rest of his rant, though loud and fast, the boy was the best source of entertainment they had.

"Max, look at her band, she's so coooool," he groaned, passing the phone to him again.

Cupidd

Cupidd THANK YOU LA!! We'll be back with 'young, numb and brunette' after this short break!!

y/nl/n My old man said I had to be in Shangai this weekend 🫡 but trust- I will be back to piss y'all off with Eddie asap

edwrdnotcllen MY WIFE HAS LEFT ME FOR A TWINK HELP y/nl/n shut up Eddie your the twinkiest twink I know username I love that they have had multiple partners in the past yet still always call each other husband and wife username I pity her boyfriend 😭 imagine having to compete with a man who looks like Edward

username SHES GOING TO A RACE????

username nooooo pls my parents

username girl they have never dated, both y/n and Edward have had multiple partners and relationships with men and women in the past. Leave them alone, they're adults username FOUND Y/N'S BFS ALT GUYS!!!

"She's coming to China?" Max asked no one in particular but Lando took it as an invitation to freak out.

"Bro please, please, please let me win this one, I'll owe you forever, bro please," Lando tried his puppy eyes on Max but Max jumped out of bed calling his girlfriend, walking out the room trying his best to convince the older woman to not attend the race.

"I have so much work to do," Lando gasped and followed Max out the room.

The race was one to remember, with Max winning but George a close second and Lando barely a tenth away on the third.

He hadn't been able to find the girl anywhere but at least he got points for the team. He went to the McLaren team party and forgot about the other celebration taking place.

xoxof1

xoxof1 The unexpected couple have been revealed in a series of leaked pictures of the private f1 party after the driver George Russell had a podium finish for his Shangai race.

username Mr.Russell I was unaware of your rizz, forgive me sir.

username WHITE MAN DOES IT IN ONE DAY 😭😭😭

landonorris When i catch you george when I catch you

username LANDO??? username he's one of ussssss username bbg you get me 😮‍💨 in ways no man ever has

George woke up with the worst headache he ever had in his life, he was sure he'd never get over this hangover but then he saw y/n next to him, hair tussled wearing the white shirt he was wearing last night.

"Y/n, darling, wake up," he pressed a kiss on her shoulder.

"mmhm," the woman groaned, turning to the blonde next to her and kissing him, the taste of vodka still fresh in her mouth.

She melted into his touch as he deepened the kiss, " Mornin' G," she whispered to him, voice hoarse from the night before.

He smiled in return, placing one last kiss on the corner of her lips. She searched around for her phone, finding it fallen amongst their haphazardly discarded clothes and opened Instagram to thousands of notifications.

She was used to it by now, it was quite fun.

y/nl/n

y/nl/n If I speak... @/georgerussell

edwrdnotcllen @/yn/ln you are so welcome for not squealing as soon as I knew

y/nl/n girl you asked me if you could kiss him after??? edwrdnotcllen And I still am?? username WHAT-

username I just know Lando is fuming rn

username y'all need a third? a dog? a maid?

username it should be me instead of him!!!

username god I see what you've done for others 😭

"Darling, did you post-" George had just begun but his room was rudely broken into, running in he saw a hyper papaya-coloured blur followed by a very hungover Max Verstappen.

Lando gasped looking at the woman next to George, screeching at an inhuman pitch, "HOW'D THIS PIECE OF VANILLA FRAPPUCCINO WOO HER??!?!?" He pointed at Y/n, making the woman laugh.

George offended, scoffed at the boy, "Well if you must know, I met her at Nando's party-" he was cut off once again, this time by the Dutch man.

"That makes sense actually," he said and immediately grabbed Lando by the collar and dragged him out, "Sorry guys!" he yelled after himself.

"I like your friends," Y/n said smirking making the taller man blush and push the woman slightly, before collapsing back into bed, making a silent promise of never trying to out-drink the woman again.

[prettiedup]

bf!itadori ୨ৎ

bf itadori ୨ৎ who is very upfront about his feelings for you."i like you and i really want to be your boyfriend. can i please be your boyfriend?"he's practically begging and with the way his eyes glimmer with desperation like a whining puppy - it's impossible to reject him even if you wanted to.

bf itadori ୨ৎ who posts pictures like this on his instagram. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5.

bf itadori ୨ৎ who makes sure all of his captions mention you. "my girlfriend took this pic of me 😃!" "my girlfriend told me to post these" "my girlfriend looks so pretty! 😍🥰"

bf itadori ୨ৎ who gets upset whenever you stand on another person's head on roblox."you don't get it babe, you're basically cheating on me!"

bf itadori ୨ৎ who makes sure to you show you funny cat videos while saying, "that's so us."

bf itadori ୨ৎ who cries whenever you have to leave him whether it's to work, school, or back to your own house.

bf itadori ୨ৎ who finds a way to bring you up in every conversation he has with someone. "yeah my girlfriend said.." "i'll have to ask my girlfriend if.." "well me and my girlfriend were..."

bf itadori ୨ৎ who makes sure to take the biggest bites of your food whenever you offer it to him.

bf itadori ୨ৎ who has a period tracker app on his phone, he'll text you whenever your period is estimated to begin. "babe, try not to wear light colored jeans for the next few days." or "are u cramping rn???"

bf itadori ୨ৎ who isolates himself whenever you guys have an argument. megumi has to drag him out of his room just for him to eat properly.

bf itadori ୨ৎ who spams your phone with apologizes and begs for forgiveness.

bf itadori ୨ৎ who absolutely loses his shit whenever you give him the silent treatment. megumi blankly stares at itadori when he comes up to him with tearful eyes and a severely cracked screen.

bf itadori ୨ৎ who caves in first and comes to your dorm. "i miss my girlfriend." he'll say with a pout.

bf itadori ୨ৎ who grins brightly when you finally forgive him. his mood is instantly back up and suddenly he's an absolute ray of sunshine again.

bf itadori ୨ৎ who gets you to read to him whenever the two of you are lounging in bed together.

bf itadori ୨ৎ who demands you fall asleep on facetime with him if you guys can't go to sleep together physically.

bf itadori ୨ৎ who has a "oooh this is cute" gf meanwhile he's a "want me to get it for you?" bf. (he'll buy it for you even if you say no).

bf itadori ୨ৎ who has a "i can do it myself" gf meanwhile he's a "i know, but, please let me do it for you" bf.

bf itadori ୨ৎ who giggles as he pokes at you, " "uhmm.." he'll trail off, "i have a crush on you." he'll say. (you guys have been dating for eight months now).

bf itadori ୨ৎ who lets you test your makeup and skincare products on him. "make me look pretty." he'll tell you. (his face heats up when you tell him he's already pretty).

bf itadori ୨ৎ who compliments you multiple times throughout the day."ohh, babe, you look so pretty." "your handwriting is so beautiful." "your cooking is amazing, thank you, babe." "my pretty girl, let me see your smile."

bf itadori ୨ৎ who genuinely starts tweaking whenever you say "love you" instead of "i love you".

bf itadori ୨ৎ who always accepts doing tiktok dances with you. (he always somehow manages to do better than you even though you taught him the dance??)

bf itadori ୨ৎ who dedicates all of his social media accounts about you. "i love my beautiful, amazing, excellent, charming, funny gf" would be in all of his bios.

bf itadori ୨ৎ who would make sure your name is included in his usernames."inlovewithyn" "ynbiggestfanboy" "iliveforyn" "iworshipyn"

bf itadori ୨ৎ who fills your face with kisses whenever he makes a joke that offends you instead of making you laugh.

bf itadori ୨ৎ who will whine, "i miss my girlfriend." "dude, she just went to the bathroom." he'll get in response.

bf itadori ୨ৎ who drives everywhere no matter where the location is. #passengerprincess

bf itadori ୨ৎ who savors every hug, kiss, argument, and laugh with you because he never knows which one will be the last one.

[larluce]

Arthur and Merlin travel back in time without knowing the other is from the future too AU

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LINKS TO THE OTHER PARTS OF THIS AU HERE: PART 1 , PART 2 , PART 3 , PART 4 , PART 5 , PART 6 , PART 7 , PART 8 , PART 9 , PART 10 , PART 11 , PART 12 , PART 13 , PART 14 , PART 15 , PART 16 , PART 17 , PART 18 , PART 19 , PART 20 , PART 21 , PART 22 , PART 23 (You're here) , PART 24

This time when Arthur gives his speech to the villagers Will doesn't interrupt him since he has no reason to doubt his motives now that he thinks Arthur is just a hired mercenary. He does share his concern that 5 mercenaries are still not enough to fight Kanen and all his men and that the villagers don't know how to fight. Arthur soon calms him telling Will that him and his men will train the men and women who are willing to fight. Merlin finds strange that Arthur it's okay with women fighting so soon, but he concludes that Arthur being closer to Morgana in this timeline maybe made him more open minded.

Hunith: (to the knights and Arthur) It's getting late. You all can sleep in my house. Is the least I can do.

Widow woman 1: Hunith! You can't have 5 men sleeping in your house. It would be improper.

Widow woman 2: And your house is not that big, hon.

Widow woman 1: (holding knight 2 by the arm) My house is bigger. You can sleep there.

Widow woman 2: Or at mine! (Moves her eyelashes to Knight 3)

Knight 2 and 3: (turn to Arthur for help) Si-boss? 😰

Arthur: (holding back a laugh) Well, we can't deny help when is so generously given. (to the widow women) If it isn't so much of a bother, ladys, can you have two of my men in each of your houses?

Widow woman 1: (to widow woman 2, whispering) He called us ladys! 😍

Widow woman 2: (whispers back)I know! 🥰 (to Arthur) We are more than happy to help.

Arthur: Excelent! (to the knights) Now you have where to stay while we are here.

Leon: And where will you stay, Si-I mean, boss?

Arthur: I'll stay at my manse-I mean, at my employer's house. (to Hunith) Only if your offer is still up, of course, lovely Hunith.

Hunith: (giggles) You are more than welcome.

Widow women: (each one take two knights and start leaving)

Knights: (as they leave) Wait! Si-boss! Boss!😭 (and they are gone)

Merlin: (hits Arthur's arm and gives him a look)

Arthur: Ow! What?

Merlin: (pulls Arthur by the arm and takes him away away so his mother doesn't listen) You are a mercenary, remember? You are not supposed to be this nice and well behaved!

Arthur: Will you prefer me to be rude?

Merlin: No, but you don't have to act all princely!

Arthur: I don't know how to act any other way! I've been a prince all my life if you haven't notice.

Merlin: You'll have to make an effort then. You can start... (picks up an ax nearby and gives it to Arthur smiling) By getting us some wood.

Arthur: (takes the ax, confused) What?

Merlin: Yep. Lots of it. Nights here are cold.

Arthur: That's not my job.

Merlin: (smile widening) Well, since I'm your employer now it is. (taps Arthur's back) Don't be late. (leaves and once he is far away enough he laughs)

Time skip. In Merlin's house. Merlin and Hunith preparing the food.

Arthur: (enters with lumps of wood, exhausted) Here's the wood.

Hunith: (goes to Arthur) Oh, thank you so much, dear. (takes the lumps) You didn't have to.

Arthur: (smiles) Don't worry. (gives Merlin a look) It was my pleasure.

Merlin: Yes, mom. Arthur is used to hard work. He is a mercenary after all.

Arthur: (Kills Merlin with his eyes)

Hunith: I'll start the fire. (about to do so)

Merlin: No, Mom. Let Arthur do it.

Hunith: But he already spent all afternoon getting the wood!

Merlin: And you preparing the food. Besides, I'm paying him VERY generously. This is just part of the service. Right, Arthur?

Arthur: (thinking) You are gonna have so many chores when we are back in Camelot , I swear. (says to Hunith, smiling) Of course, is no problem.

Since Merlin is actually a nice person he only lets Arthur struggle for a bit before he uses magic to make a spark. Merlin knows Arthur wouldn't be able to do it himself otherwise. Arthur obviously knows he didn't make the fire, but he stills acts like he's very proud of his work.

Merlin has to give Arthur some credit though. He eats all the food this time and he even compliments it. He also thanks his mother for every nice gesture she has. It's almost like he wants her approval or something. But Merlin just thinks, since he is supposed to be a mercenary, Arthur just doesn't want to show he is used to better luxuries.

At night. Arthur and Merlin sleeping on the floor side by side.

Arthur: It must be hard to sleep on the floor again after having such a nice bed in Camelot.

Merlin: (laughs a little) Not really. Camping outside is not so different from this and we do that a lot.

Arthur: Was it hard? Living like this. (thinking) Living with this people hiding your magic constantly?

Merlin: No actually. I didn't know any different. Life is simple out here. You eat what you grow and everyone pitches in together. As long as you've food on the table and a roof over your head, you're happy.

Arthur: It sounds nice.

Merlin: You'd hate it.

Arthur: No, I wouldn't.

Merlin: (turns to Arthur, confused) Uhm?

Arthur: I love Camelot more than I can say, but when I'm there, sometimes I feel I can't hardly breath, everyone expects so much of me... But here with you I can be myself.

Merlin: But you're pretending to be a mercenary.

Arthur: You know what I mean. Here nobody knows who I am. Even if I failed to protect then, they wouldn't hold it against me. Princes and Kings can't afford to fail. As a mercenary however, my human mistakes would be just that, human mistakes.

Merlin: You won't fail.

Arthur: Of course I won't. My employer is paying me very generously.

Merlin: You are going to make me pay once we are back, aren't you?

Arthur: (yawns) You have no idea. (yawns again and puts his arms around Merlin,closing his eyes)

Merlin: Wha-What are you doing? 😳 (tries to free himself)

Arthur: It's cold and you're warm (pulls Merlin closer)

Merlin: What are your talking about? The fire is there. Arthur!

Arthur: Shut up and sleep. (falls asleep)

Merlin: (stays still for a moment, but soon snuggles and falls asleep too)

The next day Hunith finds them snuggled together and she is not surprised at all.

Hunith: Rise and shine you lazy dasies! Breakfast is ready.

Arthur: (still half asleep) Ugh, can't you think of anything new to say, Merlin?

Merlin: (waking up abruptly) MOM! 😳(pushes Arthur away from him inmediatly and stands up, very red)

Arthur: (ends to wake up suddenly and stands up, also blushing) Good morning, Hunith.😅 (smiles nervously)

Hunith: So... my son has woke you up before using my phrases it seems. And very frequently.

Merlin: It's not what you think!

Hunith: Really? Because what I think is that this (points Arthur) is prince Arthur of Camelot and that's why you always wake him up in the mornings.

Merlin: Oh... then yes, it's exactly what you think.

Arthur: How did you figure it out?

Hunith: You have too much manners for a mercenary, dear. Your men too. And handsome with blue eyes and blond hair? You are the spitting image of a Prince.

Merlin: Don't call him handsome. It'll go up his head.

Hunith: (hits Merlin's arm)

Merlin: Ow! What was that for?

Hunith: (scolding) You've been ordering the Prince around after he came all this way to help you! How could you?

Merlin: I didn't ask him to come, he invited himself! And this whole mercenary thing was his idea!

Hunith: That speaks volumes of how close you are. (To Arthur) Thank you so much for looking after my son and for what your are doing for Ealdor. You must forgive my boy, he was always very mischievous. When he was 8 there were some kids older than him that wouldn't stop bothering him so one day he hided their clothes when they were taking a bath in the river to force them to walk around the village naked.

Merlin: Mom!

Arthur: (A smile of disbelief on his face) Really?

Hunith: And not content with that, he made sure the girls they liked didn't miss the show. Poor boys, I wasn't overfond of them, but all the girls made fun of them so much they didn't go out of their homes for a month.

Arthur: (laughs having the time of his life) Oh, gods. I didn't know this side of you Merlin.

Merlin: (very red) I didn't... It was Will's idea.

Hunith: Oh, but you were very happy to help, weren't you?

Arthur: Do you have any other story, Hunith? I would love to hear them.

Merlin: No!

Hunith: Of course. I can tell you over breakfast.

Arthur and Hunith: (sit to have breakfast)

Merlin: (to the sky) Gods, have mercy on me!

Later, Arthur orders Leon and Sir Innprudence to organize sentry duty while he and the other two Knights train the women and men of the village. Merlin is surprised even Will trains, proving again that all his problem with Arthur was the fact he was a prince. Merlin can't help but notice that Arthur is harder on Will that anybody else though, but he doesn't think much of it. As expected, Will also questions him why he decided to bring these mercenaries instead of using his magic. Merlin just tells him he didn't want to expose himself infront of people that may see him as a mosnter even after he helps them. Merlin also assures Will he will use his magic to help if necessary, so he doesn't worry.

Will: (goes to Merlin after a hard day training) Merlin?

Merlin: Yeah?

Will: You are paying this mercenary leader... with money, right?

Merlin: (confused) How else would I pay him?

Will: (sighs in relief) Oh, thank the gods!

Merlin: Are you alright?

Will: Pal, mate, I hate to be the one to say this to you, but that mercenary has a thing for you.

Merlin: That's not funny, Will.

Will: I'm not joking. He is always looking at you funny and kills me with his eyes if I very much as touch you.

Merlin: He's quite protective of me is true, but that's all.

Will: (not convinced) If you say so... (changes the subject) Skivvying for a prince must pay really well if you can afford this kind of service.

Merlin: No, I wouldn't say I'm his skivvy. (looks Arthur and his Knights are aproaching in the distance and raises his voice so they hear him) It's actually worse than that.

Will: Really?

Merlin: That Prince has such stinky feet, I swear, and I had to clean his socks every day. But no matter how much I wash them, some of the smell always stays there.

Knights: (look at Arthur)

Arthur: (turns red with embarrasment and fury)

Merlin: And since I'm the one who dresses him, because of course he doesn't even know how to dress himself, who do you think has to put those socks on those stinky feet every single day.

Will: What a nightmare. At least you have your own room.

Merlin: And at what cost! My room is next to his which means everynight I have to wake up at the sound of the loudest farts I ever heard.

Sir Innpertinence: (lets out a laugh without being able to help it)

Knight 2: (hits him) Don't laugh! It's our Prince he's talking about.

Leon: (patting Arthur's back) Don't worry, Sire. Everyone has digestion problems.

Arthur: (goes to Merlin, furious)

Merlin: And don't even get me started with-

Arthur: (puts an arm around Merlin tightly and forces a smile to Will) Excuse me, I have to discuss something with my dear employer privately. (leaves pulling Merlin forcely with him)

Merlin: (manages to free himself once they are far from the knights and Will) Ow! What's your problem? 😡

Arthur: I should be the one asking you! What the hell was that? Ordering me around is one thing. But this? You're slandering me! 😡

Merlin: (crosses his arms, defiant) Oh, just like you slandered me infront of your knights?

Arthur: When did I ever do that?

Merlin: Just before coming here! You made me look like an interested lover! 😡

Arthur: That's hardly as offensive as what you said about me!

Merlin: (shouts) Well, for me it's just as bad!

Arthur: ...

Merlin: What?

Arthur: (kind of hurt) Do you... really consider the idea of being with me so disgusting?

Merlin: (confused) What?

Arthur: (embarrased, avoiding Merlin's eyes) I'm sorry, I didn't know you felt that way (thinking) Gods! How did I get everything wrong? (says) I won't do those kind of comments again.

Merlin: (notices he hurt Arthur's feelings without meaning to, feeling bad) Arthur-

Arthur: I have to go with my knig-I mean my mercenary men, yeah. (thinking) And find somewhere to cry. (about to leave)

Merlin: Arthur, wait! (grabs him by the arm)

Arthur: (still not looking at him) Merlin, it's fine. If I made you uncomfortable-

Merlin: You clotpole! I'm not saying I don't like being your lover!

Arthur: (finally turns to look at him)... What? 😧

Merlin: (lets go of him abruptly, very red) I mean... if I were, which I'm not, or if anyone was, it wouldn't be unpleasant to be with you. Occupying the role of your lover, I mean. Well, I won't deny that I've always considered that role degrading for the maidens and an abuse of authority on the part of the nobles, but that is only because they are idiots. I mean, you're an idiot too, but not that kind of idiot. You are honorable and you would respect and care for your lover if you had one, which you don't, precisely because you are too honorable to do something like that to a woman and you always care about the well-being of everyone, so much you're even helping a peasant to protect his mother and his village when you don't have to. What I really mean is that it wouldn't be bad to be your lover hypothetically speaking.

Arthur: ...

Merlin: It's not the "lover" part I hate, but the "interested" part! You made it seem like I'm only interested in your money, your influence, and your title of prince when that's never been the case! Have I ever asked you for anything? The new clothes, the new chambers, the horse? No! You decided to give me those things on your own! For which I'm thankful, yes, but that's not the reason I'm with you! (Realises his choice of words and adds) As your friend and servant that is.

Arthur: Hold on, let me get this straight. Is not the idea of ​​being my lover that bothers you, but that they think you are my lover out of interest rather than out of love?

Merlin: (stuttering, nervous) Wh-Who talked about love?

Arthur: Well, if you're telling me you wouldn't be my lover out of interest, that means you would be my lover out of love. 😏

Merlin: No! I said if anyone was your lover-

Arthur: Which includes you.

Merlin: I never included myself! 😠

Arthur: You did actually. Twice.

Merlin: No, I didn't.

Arthur: Yes, you did.

Merlin: No, I didn't! 😡 You arrogant pompous prat! You would be lucky if anyone likes you! (Leaves)

Arthur: (just follows Merlin with his eyes until he's out of sight, smiling his heart out)

Time skip. Another day. Hunith talking with Merlin at their home.

Hunith: He cares for you great deal.

Merlin: Arthur would do the same for any village. That's just the way he is.

Hunith: It's more than that. He's here for you.

Merlin: I'm just his servant.

Hunith: Is that really all you are?

Merlin: What?

Hunith: He disguised himself as a mercenary and brought his knights to defend this village at the risk of starting a war between kingdoms, which means risking his own people. Not only that, but he lets you order him and the knights around when you are 'just his servant'.

Merlin: To keep the facade!

Hunith: Give him more credit than that. He likes you, Merlin. And not as just his servant.

Merlin: That's because he doesn't know me. And if he did I'd probably be dead by now.

Hunith: You don't really believe that, do you?

Merlin: (turns very serious)... No, no I don't really believe it. He would be mad at me for a while at best or banish me at worst, but he wouldn't kill me. Arthur is not his father, he doesn't kill just for the sake of killing. He's fair and kind. And yes, I'm aware he sees me as more than a servant. I'm his confident, his friend, he relays on me... And that's the problem.

Hunith: What do you mean?

Merlin: He may not be like Uther, but that doesn't change the fact that Uther is his father and his King. By revealing him who I really am I'll be putting him in an horrible position. Is not the right time now.

Hunith: What do you mean 'now'? You're planning on telling him someday?

Merlin: ...

Hunith: Merlin! You can't do that! It's-

Merlin: Dangerouse, I know. But I'm tired of not being able to be myself, not even with my friends. And when I finally got a friend that accepted me as I was you sent me away!

Hunith: Merlin...

Merlin: I know why you did it. My "gift" was getting too out of control and thanks to Gaius now I can wield it as I please. But that doesn't change the fact that you never gave me the choice. Nobody ever gave me the choice over my life and always decided what was best for me theirselfs. You, Gaius, the damn dragon-

Hunith: A dragon?! 😨

Merlin: What I trying to say is... Arthur means a lot to me, mom. More than you can imagine. And I want at least that decision, of me telling him, to be mine.

Hunith: (holds his hands in a motherly way) I think I have an idea. I've seen how much he needs you, how much you need him. You are like-

Merlin: Two sides of the same coin? Yes, someone told me that before.

Hunith: So I'll trust your jugdment and whoever you decide to tell from now on (smiles and puts a hand on his chest) When you left you were just a boy, now look at you. I'm so proud of you. (kisses his forehead).

Merlin: (thinking) You also have your other side of a coin. Gods, I want to tell you where he is so bad. But how will I explain how I know? It was difficult enough to explain how I knew about Kanen's attack before you went to Camelot. And what if this changes what's ahead to worst? What if I end up risking your life? So I can't tell you. I'm so sorry. But I'll bring dad home as soon as I can, I promise.

Arthur: (who secretly heard the whole conversation, finally enters with wood and some dead bunnies he hunted) I brought food! 😊

Hunith: (goes to him, smiling brightly) Oh, son, you didn't have to.

Merlin: (incredulous) Son? 🤨

Hunith: Well, he sleeps under my roof, I feed him, he helps in the house and he's so close to you he may as well be. (to Arthur, taking the bunnies) I'll prepare these while Merlin makes the fire.

Arthur: Nonsense, I'll make the fire.

Hunith: Are you sure?

Arthur: Yeah, I think I'm getting the handle of it.

Hunith: Well, if you insist (gives Merlin a significant look) I'm sure you'll light it quicker this time.

Merlin: (thinking, very confused) What the fuck is happening?

Finally Kanen and his men arrive and they are ready. There's the fire trap Merlin remembers, but also others than Merlin doesn't recall like hided wood spears in the ground. Also Arthur makes a risky move by making the women wait for Kanen and his men outside and act like they were abandoned and stolen by the "mercenaries" that were supposed to help them. They even cry when they tell Kanen their husbands and sons were killed and they were left with nothing, to please have mercy on them and their little girls.

Kanen: Will you look at that. (From his horse, smiles evilly) It's our lucky day guys! We won't have harvest, but we sure gonna have some fun.

Raiders: (from their horses, celebrate)

Women: (in group cower in place)

Kanen: (spots Hunith) I remember you sweetheart. We'll have such a great time together. (To his men) Get whoever you like. This one is mine.

Raiders and Kanen: (get of their horses and aproach the women)

Arthur: (from a hidden place) Fire.

Some raiders: (are set on fire)

Merlin: (subtly makes the fire get to more raiders with his magic)

Kanen: (Gets away just in time) What the- 😨

Horses: (run in fear from the fire)

Some raiders: (try to get the horses)

Arthur: Spears

Some raiders: (get injured on the spears that suddenly appear while trying to get their horses)

Women: (fight the burned or injured man without mercy with the weapons they have hided in their clothes or nearby them)

Kanen: (to his men, especially the ones who didn’t get in either fire or spear trap, furious) What are you waiting for? ATTACK!

All raiders: (run furious to attack the women)

Men of the village: (come out of his hidden place led by Arthur and the knights and attack too)

Arthur: (fights a raider and runs him through, thinking) 294.

Merlin: (heates a raider's sword so he drops it and slies him)

Arthur: (smirks him) Not bad. (Opens his eye wide) Look out! (Slies a man that was about to attack Merlin from behind) Pay more attention.

Merlin: Sorry. (crosses swords with another raider and makes him trip with his magic, making the raider stab himself with his own sword)

Arthur: (cuts some raider's throat and shouts at Merlin) Don't lower your guard and stay close to me! (Fights another raider)

Sir Innprudence: (disarms a raider and pushes him to the ground, about to kill him, but doubts cause it's dishonorable to kill and unarmed man)

Raider: (takes advantage he's distracted, kicks him and stands up, taking Innprudence's sword)

Leon: (appears from behind the raider and kills him with his sword before he can do that) What are you doing? These men have anything but honor. Knight code don't apply to them.

Sir Innprudence: Sorry.

Arthur: (yells) Innprudence! (Punches a raider) Make sure the women are put to safety. They already did their part, we can manage.

Sir Innprudence: Yes, boss! (Goes to do that)

Kanen: (recognises the "mercenaries" and points at them) Kill them! Once they're gone these farmers won't have any hope. (Spots Arthur) And I think I know who the leader is. (Goes to Arthur)

Merlin: (watches Kanen, alert and ready to use his magic if Arthur needs it)

Kanen and Arthur: (insert brief sword fight)

Kanen: (notices with panic most of his men flee so he is outnumbered)

Atthur: (makes him trip, about to run him through)

Kanen: (quickly blinds Arthur with dirt and runs)

Arthur: (brings a hand to his eyes) This mother-

Merlin: Arthur!

Arthur: I'm fine.

Merlin: I know, you dollophead. But look! They left they all left.

Indeed all the raiders have gone and the villagers were celebrating their victory.

Merlin: (celebrates like everyone in the village) We win! (turns to Arthur) Arthur, we win! (his smile fades when he notices Arthur stares blankly where Kanen is leaving, still not completely out of sight) Arthur?

Arthur: 290.

Merlin: (confused) What?

Arthur: Is not enough. (runs to his horse)

Merlin: Wait! Where are you going? Arthur? Arthur!

Knights: (just as concerned) Sire? Sire!

Arthur: (gets on his horse and leaves)

Merlin: (shouts) Arthur! (runs to his mare) Come on, Princess. (gets on his mare and leaves to)

Knights: (do the same)

Will: (To Hunith) Did they just call him "Sire"?

Soon Arthur catches Kanen and inmovilises him on the ground, poiting him with his blade.

Arthur: (furious, yelling) Where's the rest? Where do you hide? Tell me!

Kanen: (very terrified) They abondoned me! You did a hell of a job, I won't go to that village again, I swear!

Arthur: I don't believe you! (breaks his arm and Kanen screams in agony) WHERE ARE THEY?!

Merlin: (arrives) Arthur! (gets off his mare quickly and runs to him) What do you think you are doing?! It's over! My mom is safe. Ealdor is safe. There's no need for this!

Arthur: (doesn't turn and keeps looking at Kanen, still a deadly expression on his face)

Merlin: (getting even more worried) Arthur? (thinking) What's going on?

Arthur: (coldly) Is not enough.

Merlin: What are you talking about? You did more than enough!

Kanen: (desparate) Listen to the boy-AGH!

Arthur: (twists his injured arm)

Merlin: ... Arthur?😰

Arthur: Tell me or I'll cut it off!

Kanen: (Cries in more agony)

Merlin: Arthur, you are scaring me.

Arthur: (still doesn't turn, but for the first time his expression is conflicted, he doesn't want to scare Merlin, but he needs to do this for Merlin)

Merlin: Arthur!

Arthur: I... I have to save you. I need...

Merlin: (desparate) And you did! I'm here and I'm fine.

Arthur: Not enough.

Merlin: It is enough! (holds him from behind) Arthur, is enough. Let him go. Please! Please...

Arthur: (softens his expression and considers sparing Kanen)

Kanen: (goes for his dagger with his left hand)

Arthur: (notices and cuts his throat with his sword) Too slow.

Merlin: ...

Arthur: (turns to him) He was going for his dagger.

Merlin: I know.

Arthur: And he was the leader, with him dead there's no more threat.

Merlin: I know. I'm just not... used to this. (thinking) Of you acting like this. I don't care Kanen is dead. I would've killed him myself after all the things he said to my mother. And I know you've killed people before. I shouldn't be this disturbed. But something... something is not right. I can't tell what, but something is very off and it scares me.

Arthur: (thinking) How weird. He's not used to seeing people die yet? But he killed Sophia without a problem. Is this because Kanen was human? (says) Gods, you are shaking. Come here. (hugs him) I'm sorry you had to see that.

Merlin: (hugs back and tries to light the mood more for his sake than Arthur's) Not a girl then?

Arthur: (laughs a little and pats his back with comfort) Not today. You were very brave. (pulls him closer)

Sir Innprudence: (standing a few meters away) They still don't notice we are here, right?

Knight 2: Nop.

Knight 3: Shall we...?

Leon: (shakes his head) In a minute. Let them have their moment.

Sir Innprundence: But... there's a corpse there...😰

Leon: In a minute I said 😡.

...

There's still a bit more of this episode, but the post was getting too long, so I'll leave it at this point for now.

[prokopetz]

I have an excellent eye for art styles and a shit memory for names and faces, which in practice means I probably won't recognise your username or your profile pic, but show me anything you've drawn in the last year and I'll instantly identify you as the person who used to put untagged robot dick on my dashboard circa 2014.

[directdogman]

Commenting on DT fan OCs!

Alright, I'mma take a look at some DT fan OCs! I've been sent quite a few, so I'll try to keep my comments for each one short 'n' sweet!

great name, snappy dresser. diggin' the bowtie! the pins are also a fun accessory!

Another snappy dresser! Tied well to an existing location in-game and the idea to explain the stickers is cute! attire is unique/memorable and the blues/browns compliment each other well. solid design. I do appreciate him!

Yo, this guy was in the last one! what is this, a crossover episode???

the bandage on side of face is a nice touch! digging the pinstripe pants too! graveyard shift at a convenience store is also quite an authentic job for a DT side character to have too! very nicely done.

Solid OC! well-drawn, unique job and her fit's stylish (it probably goes without saying that i'm a sucker for TV heads with dogs on them. that's gotta be a given, right?) The stickers on the back of the head are also a nice addition! well done!

Stanley's a real cad, huh? pizza delivery guy with a novelty pizza phone head is genius - making him flirt with milves on the job is just inspired though. i almost wish i'd come up with this guy, as i can totally imagine people around town talking about him. excellent job!!!

he's aptly named for an arcade dude! dig the fit too, especially the black + purple fingerless long sleeve gloves! the decals on the phone are neat too!

I approve of his activities but the lack of a visible mouth threw me off, since i've seen these old toy phones before, ofc.

i was about to ask "how does he drink ocean water without a mouth", before realizing that id been bamboozled into asking the fandom-favourite question of: 'how does he eat without a mouth?', only to then remember that practically no DT characters have visible mouths.

i hope you know that you've strained my weary brain today. cool OC, though.

banana phone's a fun concept! also, i must say your username's quite fitting. crept up on me from my peripheral as I gazed upon the banana phone, like a bizarre centipede of some sort. well, i'd assume so. in hindsight, most centipedes i've encountered have been pretty straightforward with me. i guess i should be grateful for that.

i like mary's fuzzy phone matching the trim of her dress but martin's really got my attention. cool name, neat quirk (he kills people, that takes moxie. hell, even pizzaz too, dare i say?) The dial being a lil clock is a neat touch since it ties his interest into the design. also quite like the cord tail matching the phone head's colour. solid design!

i like his head-type and the attire/pale skin gives a nice bit of contrast!

hard to say how randy'd feel about him, as someone who's only seen his design and 2 lines of dialogue (as someone's personality dictates randy's opinion on them far more than their appearance.) if you feel they'd get on though, you're probably correct! (randy isn't too picky, after all!)

Funnily enough, one of the earliest sketches for crown has a similar bolted plate stuck to a mostly intact phone head. it was even sticking from one of the sides. or corners. i'd have to dig up the notebook, as it's been like 4 years since I came up with the character. Sorry, just made me remember since the earliest sketches had one too.

Copper phone head's a neat idea. Contrasts well with his attire as well (nice and complimentary.) if only his attempts to deter jesse from the za worked out as well, eh?

Alright, that's it for me! thanks for the submissions, these were real creative! good job, everyone!

[loveinhawkins]

Ficlet prompt: Lighter

Truly will enjoy whatever that might inspire for you, but I do especially love all your steddie work that takes place between scenes of s4!

thank you for the perfect excuse to think about another before the battle scene. (also i hope i’m recognising your username correctly & if so i love your video analyses 💕) •one word ficlet prompts

Eddie throws the lighter with no warning. It soars in an arc across the field, a glint of silver in the sun, and Steve catches it with one hand, of course he does. Eddie remembers the running joke in the true basketball glory days, Steve Harrington, an excellent catch: in every sense.

Eddie would always act like the whole thing annoyed him, but now, as he watches Steve grin smugly, he can only be fond.

“Figured you’d need it when you’re, uh, flambéing.”

Steve’s smile fades, just a little; Eddie wonders if the terror he’s feeling is obvious, even from a distance.

“Like, it’s my uncle’s, so be careful,” he adds, rambling. “I’ll want it back, man.”

Steve considers him. Pats a patch of grass, come here.

Eddie does.

He sits down as Steve flicks the lighter a couple of times, the flame winking in and out of existence. It’s a soothing sight, almost makes him forget that they’ve spent most of the day fashioning weapons—like so long as Steve’s got a light in his hand, things are gonna be all right.

It’s a child’s logic. Eddie can’t help it; he never could.

There’s a soft click as Steve shuts the lighter. He puts it in his jacket pocket with unnecessary care. A gentleness.

Eddie knows he’ll keep it safe.

And then Steve’s twisting round to reach another pocket, brings out another glint of silver.

He flicks it up in the air, catches it before dropping it into Eddie’s palm.

“This is my lucky quarter,” Steve says with uncharacteristic solemnity, but his lips are quirking in amusement and—

“You’re so full of shit,” Eddie says through a laugh, “you literally just bought that jacket.”

His fingers curl over the coin anyway. He feels the warmth leftover from Steve’s touch. Wonders if Steve felt something similar with the lighter—if he can lend their improvised charms some power through sheer force of will.

He slips the coin into his pocket.

“I’ll kinda want it back,” Steve says pointedly.

Eddie smiles. “I’ll take care of it,” he says.

He doesn’t want to sound afraid, but he can’t promise anything. Can only think of Steve carrying the lighter and hope that it holds: an amulet, guiding him home.

[mossadspypigeon]

Since you have degrees related to Jewish studies PLEASEEEE RECOMMEND ME BOOKS im begging.

Ive read a lot but would love to know what you read <3

OOOO i’ve been working on a reading list but in the meantime, i have some favorites i wrote down that i read for jstudies courses or read on my own during that time:

there are a bunch of others, including ones about mizrahi history and i want to break them into categories and discuss which israeli new historians are biased and which are neutral etc. a bunch of these are pretty expensive, but there was an anon who is still in my inbox (i see you and appreciate you 💙 i’ve been working on a list!) who said they knew ways of getting some books that were unavailable. i’d recommend ebooks and used books.

i added a lot of the books i read for jstudies courses and archaeology courses to my goodreads so i could save them. i want to look at syllabi as well when i’m able to get on a computer again.

i am also working on preserving a book written by german professors after wwii about the alliance of arabs and nazis at that time and how some leaders of the “palestinian” (then just called arab) armies were ex nazis. it has some of the best sources i’ve seen on the subject. if you want more on that, dm me. your username will not be public. (the book is SO hard to get and $1,000 on amazon LMAO).

thank you so much for asking!! and sorry to the other anons who also asked. i’ve had health issues lately and havent been at my house on my computer. compiling a list on my phone is a lot 🤦😂 it will come though!!

if you buy any: jew in the modern world and jew in the medieval world are compendiums of primary sources. they are excellent. you wont get the context of secondary sources or analysis though so i’d rec pairing one of those with one of the general history books like sachar or zeitlin. you can then compare the two side by side. and then once you’ve read general histories, you can narrow the scope. i’ll reblog with a few more general histories