#even if Merlin didn't reciprocate

[therealdingdork]

I'm convinced Lancelot was in love with Merlin. If not romantically than a brotherly love that rivals and even surpasses Merlin and Arthur. Even if not reciprocated, it is whole and absolute. Lancelot loved Merlin exactly the way he was never expected more or less of him.

But the most painful part is the darkest hour part two dialogue.

Lancelot: I look at you and I wonder about myself. Would I knowingly give up my life for something?

Merlin: You have to have a reason. Something you care about. Something that's more important than anything.

And Lancelot does. It isn't a vow to Gwen why would he offer to bring Merlin back to Camelot and abandon Arthur if that was it? Hell, it isn't even that protecting Merlin protects Arthur because why would he try to bring a healthy Merlin home. So it's not even for the good of Camelot either.

But you can argue all the points so my strongest point is simply where lance turns away from the veil. He nods and smiles as if to say "oh, that's who is more important than anything"

He turns and reminds himself before walking into death with open arms and a smile on his face.

There is not a thing that Lancelot put above Merlin. Not his dreams of being a knight, Gwen, Arthur, or even Camelot itself and especially not himself.

[cosmonauter]

smth about james potter after quidditch practice..

you're in a peaceful slumber because it's 8 a.m. on a weekend, which means that every other normal person is asleep too, as you suddenly feel something very cold and wet against your back.

of course you wake up from the sudden shock and turn around, just to find your boyfriend grinning and making grabby-hands at you.

you lean towards him and let him embrace you, "jamie, why on earth are you so cold?! you could get sick! and besides that, you scared me so much, what are you doing here?"

"is that how it is?", he sniffs dramatically. "i can't even visit my love anymore?"

he buries his head in your chest and mumbles, "i won't get sick, don't worry. i'm cold because padfoot decided, that it would be healthier for his hair to shower cold, and now he's forcing me to shower cold aswell because he doesn't want to suffer alone."

"that idiot will be the death of you someday, i'm telling you." you start scratching his head, "how was quidditch-practice, jamie?"

he blinks up at you sleepily, "it was really good, i did a lot better than last time. i'm so tired now though, can we go to sleep? please, darling?"

"of course jamie, just let me get comfortable." you turn around and start pressing yourself closer to him, to give him some of your bodyheat.

"love, i adore you, but you have to stop squirming against me. it feels really good, believe me, but i wouldn't have the enery to reciprocate.", he murmurs, and you feel him getting stiffer against your butt.

you smile, your boyfriend is so incredibly cute, and amazing, and respectful, you could go on for ages. "it's okay, jamie! i didn't mean it like that. just trying to warm you up, don't want you getting a cold or something."

you hear the smile in his voice as he answers, "oh sorry, sweetheart, didn't mean to assume. you're so cute, you're doing an amazing job keeping me warm."

feeling him bury his nose in your hair and inhale, you let your body go and drift off to sleep.

"merlin, i love you so much you have no idea, my darling."

[dolcid]

Hugging Them ▪︎ Hogwarts Legacy

A/N: wanted to write for the HL boys as well cause I love them too ❤ (tried to keep it gn but 'my lady' is said in Garreth's)

Sebastian Sallow

Seb would definitely freeze on the spot, cause he's only ever been hugged by his sister before, no one else (not even Omi, due to personal space). But he'd gratefully hug back after the initial shock, loving the feeling of your hands on him, and how safe and warm you make him feel.

Sebastian would be patiently waiting for mc, ready to head into hogsmeade together. It was a usual thing for the two, going into hogsmeade to either shop together or just relax, merlin knows they need it. Suddenly he'd hear an excited call of his name followed by fast paced footsteps, and before he has time to react, you're hugging him.

"Sebastian!" You shout excitedly, unable to contain your affection for him. He had that trick on you. Sebastian would just start turning around when you jumped into his arms, engulfing him in an embrace. Almost tumbling over, Sebastian manages to catch you and stay on his feet.

"MC?" He'd question, recognizing your scent and immediately smiling.

"Hey! Sorry about the random hug, I just...get so excited when I see you." Sebastian would smirk at the confession, chuckling lightly before pulling you in for another hug.

"It's alright darling, I don't mind."

Ominis Gaunt

Ominis would be tense, not having hugged anyone before due to his familial issues. But once he realizes it's you, he'd slowly reciprocate the embrace, happy to finally feel what love is like, in a physical sense.

While waiting in the undercroft, Ominis would be standing waiting for you. You had asked him about how he read books, and he had wanted to meet up so he could show you. Once you enter the undercroft, he can sense it's you, but before he can get a word out, he's engulfed in a hug. Ominis would blush immensely, keeping his hands in the air as you hugged him, not knowing what to do. You'd mistake his unknowing for uncomfortableness and Immediately back off.

"Gosh, I'm so sorry Ominis, I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable." You'd say sheepishly, not daring to look up at him. Despite his blindness, he had a stern gaze. Ominis would gather himself before speaking.

"It's alright MC, I just....I've never been hugged before....can we try it again?"

You'd smile brightly and immediately pull him into an embrace, this time feeling his arms wrap around you too.

Garreth Weasley

Garreth wouldn't be shocked at all. He was born into a HUGE family, so he expects random things like hugs. Well, either hugs or getting pranked, he was always prepared for one of the two.

Garreth would be walking to you in the courtyard. You had asked him to brew you some wiggenweld potions (despite knowing how to do it yourself, his were just better) and meet you in the courtyard. He'd smile once he meets your eye, watching as you smiled brightly, jogging over to him and pulling him into your arms. He'd hug back happily, even if a little blushy.

"Here's your wiggenweld, my lady." You'd laugh at the term and take them happily, stuffing them into your bag before pulling him into another hug.

"Thank you Garreth! You're a life saver."

Reblogs appreciated! These are so short I'm sorry 😓

[mastermindmiko]

Poor Mrs Norris

Pairing: Fred Weasley + reader

Word count: 834

Summary: You plan out a prank with Fred and George

Warnings: pranks, hexing, kissing that's all, but lmk if there's anything else

Requests are open

Hey! If you think this didn't completely suck, feel free to check out my masterlist.

At first I thought it was endearing, and sweet. The way he would make sure that I'm feeling well, ate enough and that I am enjoying myself. Now, it's been bringing a bubbly sensation in my stomach that I can't get rid off.

"If we go to Flich's office, we can kidnap Mrs Norris and then-"

"Bold of you to assume that Mrs Norris can be kidnapped she's one feisty cat." I shake my head disapprovingly at Fred's plan, knowing that the cat would scratch his hand enough before she's a meters distance away from him. Fred flirts, "Just like you."

He sends me a wink, and if there were a month ago, merlin, even a few days ago I would have rolled my eyes and continued on with my day, but now, the stupid fluttery, bubbly feeling is back. George says, "We'll just hex her from where she's at."

"How will we get filch away from her long enough to do the hex?" Fred continues, eager to make this prank amazing, hilarious and fool proof. I suggest, "One of you can set up a dungbomb to make Filch notice, and while he's too bust running to catch you, I can hex Mrs Norris."

Poor Mrs Norris, I didn't actually want to hex her, she's a pretty nice cat if you ignore the whole scratching and violent thing she has going on. Luckily, the hex won't hurt her or anything, it'll only last a few hours at most.

"I can do it, since I'm the fastest runner." George says, and Fred looks at his brother like he's grown two heads. Fred counters, "I am the fastest runner."

"No, I am-"

"It really doesn't matter who is faster as long as Filch doesn't catch you." I say, looking between the two bickering boys disapprovingly, but finding Fred's pout adorable.

I think I spend too much time gazing at Fred's beauty because next thing I know he's looking at me with a smug grin then he teases, "You're staring."

"I am not."

"I understand that I'm completely irresistible, but love, you can hide it a bit better than that." Fred continues to tease me, and I roll my eyes, standing up, hoping that he doesn't notice the blush on my face.

"George, you've got the bombs?" I ask, and George stands up waving them. Fred stands up too and I say, "Let's do this then."

George nods his head then leaves the room already making his way to the far side of the corridor a few feet away from where Filch's office is located.

I hide behind one of the pillars and wait until I hear the sound of the bombs exploding then see Filch leaving the room. I wait patiently, but then I feel a hand wrapping around my waist.

I look up to see Fred waiting behind me, eyes trained to the door. I gasp and remove his hand, taking a step back. I say, "What are you doing here?"

"Pranking Filch with you, genius." Fred says, smiling at me, and my face heats again. This crush was getting out of hand, of course he was pranking Filch with me. He looks back at the door and I look at him.

I wonder how anyone could not be able to differentiate between Fred and George. They were identical twins, but there were so many differences. Fred's face was rounder, and he has that adorable freckle on his neck, and that cute-

"You're staring again." Fred says, catching me in the middle of looking at the tiny freckle about his top lip. I turn redder, but don't break the eye contact. I blink a few times, and maybe I've Imagined it, but I see Fred looking at my lips.

It was a spur of the moment thing, I don't even think about it because I know that if I do I'll find a million reasons not to do this. I step up on my tiptoes and kiss him. He reciprocates the kiss before I even realize what I was doing.

He wraps his arms around me and I toy with the hairs on the nape of his neck. He presses me against the pillar and we kiss for what feels like the perfect equivalent of both a second and an eternity.

We hear footsteps approaching and we part. George comes jogging towards us and he has a bit of sweat on his forehead. He's grinning wildly in anticipation. He asks, "Did you do it?"

I didn't even hear the bomb exploding or Filch running after George, so we definitely didn't hex Mrs Norris. I bite my lip sheepishly and Fred answers, "No, we didn't."

"Why not?" George pouts and then he looks confused. He looks at Fred and I, and I feel myself blush. I notice Fred's ears turning pink too. George rambles, "Why are you blushing? And why is your lipstick smudged? And-"

George gasps, and that's the day Fred Weasley became my boyfriend.

[futurepastme]

Prince!Merlin Au

I saw a TikTok of a guy saying how Kings in movies didn't seem to do anything when they should actually be surrounded by people all the time because they are THE RULERS and decided that Uther is just a bad King (shoking, I know) so I added this scene to my Au ≈ 1800 words English not my first language

The Pendragons and the Ambrosius sat together at the dining hall of Essetir's castle for breakfast.

After the Pendragons found out that Merlin was not only a prince but also a skilled sorcerer, Balinor wanted nothing more than to bring them back to the reluctant peace they once were before the whole thing happened. Enough to at least sign the treaty and have them leave without any more trouble.

Uther was still not completely satisfied with Merlin's punishment, even though he almost lost his life. Almost wasn't enough for spying on them for three years, but he knew better than to go against Balinor in his own kingdom.

Morgana, on the other hand, was having a very pleasant time. King Balinor was very charming and his stories entertaining and funny, you could really see where Merlin got his personality from.

Arthur was just miserable, he was mad but seeing Merlin almost fall to his death gave him some perspective. He would still scream at him when he gets a chance, though.

“And after that Mordred never listened to Merlin's fashion advices again” Balinor finished the story with a smile.

“I didn't know Merlin could be this mean,” Morgana said with a small laugh.

“That's because you never had him as a brother, trust me, that one was almost kind,” Mordred laughed as he drank his wine.

Just then they were interrupted by the sound of the doors opening, where a disheveled looking Merlin barged in.

“You're late!” Mordred said with a smirk. “and… sweaty?”

“Thank you, Mordred, I hadn't noticed��� was Merlin's reply as he walked towards his place between Mordred and their father.

“I take it you're back from the western border?” Balinor asked, “Was it handled?”

“Hm,” Merlin agreed as he sat down, immediately making food fly to his plate as his goblet filled with water from a floating jug. 

“Western border… Mermaid problems?” Mordred asked

“Sirens” was Merlin's answer before digging into his food like a starved man.

“Wait, if sirens were the problem, why the hell are you sweaty?” 

Before Merlin could answer, the doors opened once again to reveal Balinor’s personal manservant.

“My Lords, my ladies, forgive me for the interruption.”

“Am I out of time, Frederick?” Balinor asked

“I'm afraid so, sire”

Balinor smiled as he stood up. 

“Well, this has been pleasant, but I'm afraid duty calls.”

“Uther, Prince Arthur.” He gave a small nod that was reciprocated.

“My love” he gave a kiss to Hunith's cheek before heading around the table where he reached Morgana. “My lady” and kissed her hand.

“This was delightful King Balinor, we should do it again” she smiled at him

“We shall, you're always welcome to join us if you please.”

Balinor started walking towards the door, Frederick right behind him, and he didn't even turn around as he spoke “Boys, I'm assuming I'll be seeing you at the meeting so…” and raised a hand in a small wave.

“See you, dad.”

“Meeting? What meeting?”

The Ambrosius brothers spoke at the same time.

“Don't worry, Your Grace, your servant was informed and should have adjusted your schedule accordingly.” Frederick answered Merlin's question before turning to his king “Are you ready, Your Majesty?”

The Pendragons watched curiously as King Balinor stopped a few steps from the main doors, his servant by his side.

“What are they doing?” Morgana asked no one in particular. 

Merlin smiled behind his wine glass as Mordred answered “He's getting the few details before going back on duty. Don't you do that in Camelot?”

“Before going back on duty?” Arthur asked

Just then, Frederick gave a nod to the guards at the door. The doors were opened and a group of well dressed men walked in immediately surrounding the King, all talking at the same time.

“Things work differently in Camelot.” Merlin answered Mordred's question while they watched the group leave with the King.

The doors barely closed before they were opened again, this time by Merlin's own servant, Will.

“No.” Merlin said before stuffing his mouth with more food

“Yes. C'mon, get your lazy ass off that chair.” Will waltzed towards Merlin with a piece of parchment.

“Buy me time” 

“Already did.” Will stopped behind Merlin's chair and prepared to read from his parchment.

“Who are you?” Came from Morgana 

“Forgive me, My lady. My name's Will, I'm His Grace's manservant” He smiled with a shallow bow. “I'm here to informe Prince Merlin that his time for breakfast is over and his duties await”

“I just sat down!”

“Well, it's not my fault, is it? You're the one that decided to run away and disappear for three years, and now has a ridiculous amount of work to make up for your stupid absence. Can I read this or not?”

Merlin nodded, still eating desperately.

“Alright, the knight training will be done by Sir Llywelyn, the King has decided he won't have you do any training before the duel tomorrow, instead you will have a council meeting in about half an hour.”

Merlin began rising from his seat, a goblet in his hand as he still chewed a piece of sweetmeat. 

“After that, you have clothes fitting, dragon scale inspection, you'll have to do a round through the citadel at some point to show yourself for the people, I recommend after that,”

Will followed Merlin around as he pat Mordred's head, kissed his mother goodbye and bowed for the Pendragons,

“And that is all for the morning, I'm still arranging your schedule for the afternoon so I'm assuming you'll have lunch at this time, but don't hold yourself to that, and you'll need a ‘I’m back home’ kind of speech ready before the end of the evening, but I'm not sure yet if you'll be giving it today, I'm waiting on Frederick to confirm that as well,”

They started walking to the same spot the King was before.

“At the door, you have Lord Wesley with a complaint about his dragon, Lord Rathmore has reports from the east village's that he would like to share with you before the meeting, Lord Bowers wants permission for a restoration of his manor at the Shallow Falcon Cliff, it will have to break parts of the mountain,”

Will continued his brief summary of what each Lord at the door wanted with Merlin while he finished his drink, once he was done he made his goblet fly back to the table where the remaining nobles were talking about the Prince.

“And that is normal? When do they get time to think or, I don't know, breathe?” Morgana was asking Prince Mordred.

“Well, Lady Morgana, you should recall that he already had time to breathe, he had a whole five minutes of breakfast before Will entered to take him, I'm not sure what you mean.”

“I never had Merlin following me around giving council meetings debriefs before they took place.” Arthur mentioned.

“Council meeting debriefs? That's not what Will is doing, Prince Arthur.” 

“Well, if those aren't debriefs then, what is he doing?”

Mordred pointed at his brother, now standing at the same place his father was before. The young servant that once walked a step behind him, reading names and tasks from his list, now walked to stand near the guards by the door, hands empty with no parchment to be seen.

Once again the Pendragons watched the door be opened by the guards and a large group of men walk in, except this time, differently from what happened with the King, the group of men was stopped by the servant before they had a chance to engulf the Prince in requests and demands.

“Hold on, Your Lordships, you know how it goes with His Grace. Papers to me, keep quiet and no running or pushing.”

One by one, the lords left their papers with Will before calmly entering the rest of the room and finally surrounding Merlin. After the last one was inside by the Prince, Will, with his hands full, walked back and was given a way to stand at his place by his prince.  

Only after Will gave Merlin a random paper from the pile they began to walk, at the same time the Lord which the paper belonged to started talking with Prince Merlin, and the group smoothly and almost quietly walked through the doors, leaving the dining room.

“Merlin doesn't like the overlapping shouting, neither does father but he tried Merlin's method once and it didn't go well. Frederick is too formal to tell a Lord to shut up, even if given permission by the King himself. Will handles them well.”

“Sorry, Prince Mordred but I still don't get it. What are they asking of the King and Crown Prince if not preparing them for the meeting?” Arthur asked again

“I'm afraid I'm the one who doesn't get it, Prince Arthur. The King and Crown Prince are currently ruling the Kingdom, they are simply doing their duties. Those are decisions that have to be made before the meeting, and after the meeting is done there will be more to make. The kingdom never stops, and neither does their rulers.”

“So… what you're saying is that they have to make decisions about the whole of the kingdom by themselves at every moment of every day? Don't they have paperwork, training or open court?”

“Well, of course they do, but like I said the kingdom never stops, some decisions just can't wait for a group of old men to debate for hours on just one subject.”

Arthur looked at the closed doors and pictured himself in Merlin's place, walking down the hallways of his castle surrounded by old lords demanding immediate decisions out of him while he went from breakfast to a meeting, only to be met with more lords and decisions. Every day all throughout the day. He would lose his mind 

Despite his lingering anger with Merlin for his lies and treachery, he could feel certain admiration growing somewhere within himself.

The door opened once more, with a new servant.

“It's time, your highness” was all he said.

Once again Arthur watched as the last of the Ambrosius men followed the steps of the last two. The only difference was that at his door only three men were waiting for him.

Once again the door closed, and Arthur turned to find the wise eyes of queen Hunith staring at him, a small smile gracing her face.

King Uther, Prince Arthur and the lady Morgana finished their breakfast with the pleasured company of queen Hunith, and even though the Queen could keep a conversation as well as the King, with the same amusing stories and anecdotes, the minds of the three Camelot residents still lingered on the image of three tall heads of dark hair surrounded by loud voices following them as they walk.

[beegomess]

Dark Paradise || Theodore Nott

Don't forget to watch the previous chapters

20. Polaroids

Toast had already gotten used to Y/N's dormitory as a new house, her friends Pansy and Daphne received him as if he were theirs, they simply loved him. The cat used to sleep all day on the beds of one of the girls, and occasionally, he walked around the castle during the school period, always avoiding crossing the path with Madame Nora's, the cat was older and was scary in Toast because she was still a puppy, not so small, but still a puppy.

At that moment, even, the cat sneaked through the trees in the garden while everything was still quiet because classes were taking place normally. Y/N sat next to his brother during the Transfiguration class with Gryffondor students, and although Y/N did not notice Ronie's looks, Draco noticed and reciprocated in the most rude way possible.

Y/N was more immersed in the explanation because of her extra need to learn such subject while Weasley watched her from her desk.

When Potter, his tablemate, noticed Malfoy's gaze on the redhead, he gave him a light elbow trying to get his attention, since Ron hadn't noticed by paying more attention to the girl than to the blonde next to him.

- What do you want? - The boy asked a little annoyed with Harry poking him all the time.

- I ask, you've been staring at Y/N for a while. - Harry answered low, Ronie instantly blesed. - I just don't want problems with Malfoy today...

Ronie looks again towards Y/N's table, but ends up crossing his gaze with Draco's, who showed very well his disdain and anger with his blue eyes, making the redhead shrink a little in the chair, but get angry in frustration. The whole discussion was heard by Granger, who sat behind the two friends. She just rolled her eyes in response.

Hermione thought the redhead was pathetic for having a crush on a member of the Slytherin Elite, a term she hated, in addition to being a member of the Malfoy family, that is, completely impossible and incompatible with any Weasley present on the face of the earth.

However, none of his friends' advice seemed to get into Ron's hard head, who continued to be content with the kind way Y/N always treated him and how different she was from her brother. Well, maybe he really lived in a fairy tale created by him, but who cares? Being in love is really a good thing, isn't it?

During the rest of the class, the girl really didn't notice it, but it didn't matter much to him, who still justified it as something normal, since she really needed help in that subject, which made an idea arise in her mind. The boy decided not to tell his friends about his idea, he knew that they would both tell the truth about not being one of the best ideas.

Y/N was even prettier that day in Weasley's vision, who noticed the fact that she was not wearing her usual black tights, in addition to having some buttons on her shirt open because of the heat, he loved her legs, and well, he was still a boy with hormones on the skin.

At this point, Draco didn't seem like the only one to notice Rony's look on Y/N, Theodore definitely didn't feel threatened, but he certainly bothered to have another boy considering the possibility of having her too.

At a certain point, the class ended and quickly the students got up in a hurry to leave the room, however, Rony rolled up to put away his books. However, Draco seemed to have had the same idea, waiting for his sister as patiently as possible. Idea also copied by Nott.

- I'll catch up with you. - The red-head boy warned his friends, who nodded, even though they were surprised by his behavior.

Y/N laughed with Parkinson's while putting away his things. Merlin, the boy could melt there with the smile she gave. For a moment, Y/N looks at him and when he perceives him, he nods gently, and then walked next to his friend to the small wallet corridor. And this would be the moment for Ron to call her and offer his help in Transfiguration, however, he was barred when Draco walked after his sister, realizing the boy's intention.

Rony snorted in frustration, gathering courage to call her anyway. When then, Nott was walking next to his friend and, in a quick movement of changing the hand books, a small piece of paper fell, drawing Weasley's attention as his friends went out of the environment.

Now alone in the room, Ron approached the small paper and tried to read what was written in pen. The boy tilted his head slightly to the side to read in the same direction as the paper. There was a date and something that seemed to be a message or something like that.

The redhead gathered the paper from the floor, when the room was invaded by Harry in search of him, strange the look of his friend pointed to an object in his hands.

- Ron, is everything okay? - Potter positioned himself next to his friend and tried to read what was written.

"So that you don't forget me during the time you're away."

- Whose is this? - The brunette asks and Ronie turns the paper, revealing to be a polaroid. - Merlin! - Both boys widen their eyes and swallow dryly in surprise when they see Y/N in a bikini lying on the beach towel with a huge sea behind. - Y/N gave you that? - Potter asks even without taking his eyes off the photo.

- No. - The boy, still gaping, doesn't look away from the photo either. - He fell from Nott's things.

- Why are you taking so long? - Hermione entered impatiently, making the boys look away from her immediately and hide the photo quickly. - What's wrong with you there? - The girl crosses her arms and refers to Ronald, who had slightly flushed cheeks.

- Nothing that interests you. - The boy tries to be as harsh as possible, leaving the room quickly, followed by Harry, both avoiding more questions from his friend, who just followed them determined to know what that photo was about.

[...]

The day passed quickly for Y/N, who had decided to focus as much as possible on classes during the week, again and again looking for Toast through the castle. The animal had simply disappeared, but decided to continue with classes. Maybe he had just left the castle since it was hot.

During dinner, the girl talked quietly with her friends, this time sitting next to Theodore. With their backs to the other tables, the two did not realize that they were being observed by two pairs of eyes of certain curious Gryffindors.

- Do you think they have something? - Rony whispers to Harry, taking advantage of the fact that Granger was distracted by one of his books. Potter quickly understood and looked at the possible Slytherin couple.

- Hard to say. - The boys observed in search of more clues in the interactions, but it was really difficult to confirm for sure.

- Don't tell me that you are also enchanted by Draco's sister, Harry. - Hermione comments without taking her eyes off the pages, delivering that she was listening perfectly to the conversation.

- Huh? No, not at all... - The boy explained himself quickly with a certain tone of nervousness, which made the redhead look at him with some strangeness.

The rest of the dinner was uncomfortable for the two boys, who luckily dodged all of Hermione's questions. After leaving the great hall, while Y/N accompanied Theodore in the astronomy tower for the only cigarette of the day, Rony was in his bed, looking at the ceiling and with the photo resting on his chest with his hand on it.

The room was dark and quiet, Harry was already sleeping heavily while the red-head boy martyred himself in imagining Y/N with Theodore or any other boy. Not that he thought she had never been with someone, but he didn't think it was something so serious.

On the first night Rony was still trying to understand why that polaroid was in Nott's things, as obvious as it seemed, he refused to think it was true. The next morning, he speculated a little more with Harry at breakfast.

- But don't you agree that it wouldn't make sense for them to hide a relationship? - Rony asks after taking a hot cup of coffee to his mouth.

- I don't know, what do you think?

- Both are Slytherins, pure bloods and, as far as I know, they grew up together.

- I really don't see any reason to hide any relationship. - Potter and Rony go back to watching Slytherin's table, when Hermione realizes and worries about helping.

- All right. What is the current doubt? - Granger had heard the end of the conversation and noticed the sudden interest of his friends in Y/N, which was certainly bothering her because she was being left aside.

- Nothing! - Ron said harshly, trying to push the girl away even more.

- Well, actually, Hermione could help. - Harry suggested and an expression of slight fear appeared on the girl's face. - Girls usually tell these things to other girls, don't they? - Now, a light lit up the redhead's face in front of her, maybe it was a good idea.

- What do you want to know? - The girl asks in income, she knew that now that the idea was planted in her friends' idea, it would be impossible to escape.

- Do you know if Y/N has something with Theodore Nott? - Ron asks curiously and the girl frowns in confusion.

- And what makes you think I know something about someone's life from Slytherin?

- All right. But you must know if someone who knows, right? - Harry asks still curiously.

- Well, maybe so... - Hermione thinks, remembering a slight buzz contact by Gina of a Lufana who lived boasting about being with a Slytherin boy, she just didn't remember who it was. - But let it be clear that I'm only helping to end this matter for good, did you hear? - Both boys nod quickly and go back to having their breakfast normally, anxious for the discovery of their friend during the day.

Luckily for Ron, Theodore hadn't missed the photo yet. By the night of that day, the boys had not yet met Granger, which made Weasley even more anxious. Suddenly, something very unusual happened. Y/N and Pansy entered the Gryffindor community accompanied by a first-year boy as a hostage.

Ron's heart went to her mouth thinking she was after the photo he kept, the girl had a frown on her face, apparently angry. She passed her eyes quickly through the communal, stopping at the little black kitten in a corner near the stairs. Toast was cornered by Hermione's fat and orange cat.

- Merlin, you're so scared, aren't you, Toast? - Y/N approached, scaring the adult cat that surrounded him, rescuing the puppy. - What a big coward, cornering a defenseless puppy. - The girl stroked the cat while talking to him, heading for the exit, when Hermione finally arrives.

- What do you think you're doing here? - Granger definitely didn't feel good with any Slytherin around.

- Rescuing my cat from that cowardly cat of yours. - Y/N answered in the same tone, continuing his way to the exit next to Pansy. The atmosphere in the communal became a little heavy after the two Slytherins left, Hermione just rolled her eyes and ignored the two friends who looked at her expectatly.

[...]

Rony went through another night of questioning, still with the photo in hand, trying not to look at the girl who was in it in respect. The boy was in a terrible dilemma, the photo shouldn't be with him, so he shouldn't look. However, when he had this opportunity again, I mean, it was just a photo, wasn't it? The room was empty and dark again, but lit up enough for him to look at the girl longer.

An idea, considerably inappropriate, crossed his mind, he knew that if Draco wanted to dream of what the redhead intended to do, it was possible that he would kill him, without any irony. But what if he didn't find out?

- Keep that, Ron. - Harry said from his bed with a sleepy voice, taking the boy completely out of his foolish ideas.

The boy frozzed violently, but did what his friend said. Thinking clearly now, it would be horrible if he did that. And if I did, maybe I wouldn't be able to deal with the guilt, as long as the girl at the first opportunity she had.

At breakfast, Ron couldn't look at Potter without being embarrassed, the boy didn't say anything and didn't even look at him differently, but it was really something to be ashamed of.

And then, Granger sat in the middle of the two boys, attracting the attention of both to her.

- So what? - The redhead asks expectantly.

- Look, I didn't get much, their group is usually very closed, besides I don't want to draw attention by being asked about her life. - Hermione starts. - But Gina told me about a Hufa-Lufa girl who kept spreading that she was the girlfriend of some Slytherin, it's not something to be proud of in my opinion, but it's okay.

- Okay, Okay, Hermione, and who is she? - Ron asks anxious for the conclusion, which makes her look with disdain.

- If you continue like this, I won't tell you anything, Ronald. - he looked at her with frustration, causing satisfaction in the girl. - Don't forget that I'm doing you a favor, so you owe me for it.

- All right, Rony, calm down. - Harry tries to intervene. - Continue, Mione.

- Well, so I went after knowing who this girl was. She's the one sitting next to Cedric, her name is Laila. - Everyone points their eyes at the Lufa-Lufa table looking for the person, finding a smiling girl. - Luckily, Gina wanted to help me, so she got closer to her yesterday during the break and took some interesting information. Apparently the Slytherin with whom she lived hanging was really Theodore Nott, but she confessed to Gina that he has been walking away since the end of last year after he had done something to her.

- What do you mean? What did he do to her? - Rony had his eyebrows furrowed in curiosity this time.

- By Merlin, you have to swear not to tell this to anyone, and Ron, prepare your heart in love, you won't be pleased to hear that. - Hermione warns.

- For God's sake, Hermione, tell me soon. - Harry hurries his friend and the two get closer to her to hear something a little louder than a whisper.

- She said that, in an intimate moment, Nott called the name Y/N instead of Laila. - The two boys automatically widened their eyes, pointing directly to Slytherin's table again. A disappointed face appeared in Weasley when Granger continues. - But she said she got it right with him, and that he and Y/N never had anything.

- Well, it doesn't mean he doesn't want to apparently. - Harry thought out loud, fueling Rony's frustration even more.

Definitely now Rony had even less courage to return the polaroid, Theodore could think that the boy took it because he wanted to or something like that. He would keep it in a safe place, until he had the opportunity to put it in one of the boy's books again.

Now that he discovered this, he began to perceive and pay more attention to Theodore and S/N's interactions. Slytherin really looked at her differently, sent notes during class, in addition to making the girl laugh frequently.

Well, it seems that Rony had an opponent, after all. _______________________________

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[justaz]

post magic reveal, post magic ban lifted, arthur gets to see merlin in all his glory and somehow falls deeper in love with him than he ever thought possible. merlin who is free and accepted and loved and ecstatic by it all, but there's that thought lingering in the back of his mind that only half of their destiny has been fulfilled. magic has returned to camelot but albion is still fractured in many different kingdoms, many of which are still holding onto the hate that uther spread which is seeping into the very fabric of the earth itself. druids and magic users and even magic creatures are still persecuted all across the realm and yeah camelot opened her arms to them but not everyone trusts it (justifiably).

arthur who is choking on the sheer amount of love he has for merlin and promising himself that he'll tell merlin, he'll confess, even if he feelings aren't reciprocated. merlin will know. merlin who has been chewing on an idea for some time now and is planning on bringing it up to arthur. its night as merlin is dressing arthur for bed and they're both quiet and tense. they break at the same time and end up speaking over one another. arthur allows merlin to go first since his nerves are eating away at him. then merlin speaks of leaving.

arthur feels his nerves rot and decay and fall into a bottomless pit. merlin is rambling about how every magical being in albion is still being targeting by various kingdoms and as the prophesied emrys, magic incarnate, druid king, should he not be doing more to help? he doesn't want to leave arthur's side, but he does want to help his people. he's seen only a fraction of the atrocities committed against them and he wishes to protect them, give them somewhere completely safe, a kingdom of magic so to speak. he promises that he'll only be gone for as long as it takes to establish a kingdom (a year? two? three?) but he promises to write and visit often...as long as arthur gives him permission and allows him to leave his service for the time being.

arthur of course agrees, half unhappy about it but completely understanding. surely, out of everyone, he is the one who can understand the weight of responsibility weighing on merlin's shoulders. he mentions that merlin will need someone with experience wearing the crown to guide him. plus, balance. merlin was always there for arthur, guiding him on how to be a better man, a great king, someone worthy of the praise he constantly spewed. it's only right that arthur gets to return that by helping merlin establish a safe haven and home for his people. and politically, camelot being the first kingdom to recognize merlin's and establish some trade agreement or treaty with them will strengthen merlin's kingdom's status and send a message that camelot stands with magic.

merlin smiles wide and asks what arthur was going to say. the king hesitates before biting his tongue and requesting that merlin bring up the honey cakes that had been prepared earlier that night. two of them. since merlin was no longer in his service, he didn't have to stand by and watch arthur eat - not that he ever did, the idiot loved to steal his food. shamelessly!! he never even tried to hide it. they both sat at the table in his chambers until late in the night, nibbling away at the sweets, chasing it down with wine, and chatting away.

arthur wasn't able to confess, but it did not change his feelings. if anything, merlin's heart and the decision he made only added fuel to the raging inferno of love and devotion within arthur. he knows that merlin will keep in contact and will return to his side one day. he gets through the tough days/nights by rereading merlin's letters and imagining seeing him again in royal garb and donning a crown.

[sunkissedscribbles]

Prejudiced - Chapter Fifteen

this is only a part of the series, the previous and next chapters can be found here 

A/N: (half) a day in the life of the chaos quintet WORD COUNT: 1k TW: swearing, maybe? sex implied

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The silence before the storm after Enzo and I make up lasts shorter than I anticipated. I knew something would challenge our relationship again, if not with Enzo then with either Mattheo, Theo or Ki. But I thought we'd get more time before everything goes downhill. Well, I couldn't have been more wrong.

After a long discussion with Enzo about the past weeks, what we missed in each other's lives, his current lifestyle with the black book, and concerns about Mattheo's nightmares I had no idea he knew about (even Theo doesn't. All he knows is that he doesn't sleep well,) I step out of his room wearing his Slytherin sweater as the hoodie I was wearing is still crimson from the dried blood of the boy, only to walk right into Theodore.

This is where chaos starts; Theo's coming from the girls' dormitories' direction when we collide, and he steadies me, still standing at Enzo's door, wearing his sweater, and the Italian steadies me before raising his eyebrows at me. "Enzo's?" he takes in the green sweater, and I nod. "Did you two-"

"Merlin's bollocks! No!"

He snickers, still a bit skeptic, but then continues, "Alright, alright, it's just quite the sight. The sweater, the sneaking-around."

I roll my eyes, "I'm not sneaking around, I'm-"

I stop mid-sentence as I look to the side when hearing footsteps and the obvious sounds of kissing, and my mind goes blank as I forget what I wanted to say.

And then, this only increases confusion in me, my usually collected expression faltering for a moment as a pang of... something courses through my veins, seeing Mattheo's hands tangled in Marietta's strawberry blonde locks, their lips crashing against each other as Mattheo pushes the girl into his dorm. Something... jealousy?

I look down at my feet before meeting Theo's knowing, yet empathetic gaze, and I compose myself before those blue eyes could bore into my soul. "Don't look at me like that," I point a finger at him, my expression hardening, becoming unreadable.

"Like what?" he raises his brows before retorting, "How should I look at you then? Like I didn't know you fell for him?"

I stop breathing for a moment, and there's a second where my heart stops beating as well before skyrocketing. "I- no. I did not."

He scoffs, amused at my reaction. But it's true; I didn't fall for Mattheo. Not the slightest. "Oh, right. My bad," he lifts two hands into the air, but as my mind drifts back to what I saw seconds ago, I see Theo's eyes soften again, and he pulls me into a hug. I don't think I have hugged him in, like, months. But it feels nice. So nice.

The last time someone hugged me...

Was a week ago. I was sleeping with Mattheo's head on my chest after one of his nightmares. I felt so alive. Wanted, almost. I felt so...

I brush the thought away as I realize I should reciprocate the gesture and then wrap my arms around him.

"I-I'll go to Ki's," I mutter, pulling back from Theo.

"She's not in her room."

"How do you-?" I frown but the realization hits me like a ton of bricks. But my frown only deepens. "I thought you were with someone."

He looks at me sheepishly, as if he'd been caught. He wasn't messing around with someone else.

"Wait. Where have you been all day?" I raise my eyebrows.

"Just... catching up on some homework," he shrugs, trying to seem nonchalant, and I snort a laugh.

"Theodore Nott? Studying on Valentine's? You've been spreading love last year, as you worded. What's happened since?"

He doesn't answer, probably knowing I'd realize sooner or later.

Oh, and I do. He spent Valentine's Day alone. Alone, longing for someone who only wants friends with benefits. My eyes widen at the revelation and my mouth hangs slightly open. He fell for Kiara. He genuinely did fall for the only girl he can't have the way he wants.

At that, I pull him into another tight hug, feeling his muscles tense and then relax as he melts against me, his head falling in the crook of my neck.

But this makes me wonder; where the hell has Kiara spent her entire day if not with Theo, in bed?

After leaving Theo in the hallway, I make my way back to the common room, to leave the Dungeons through it, but the Universe, again, has other plans, as for the third time this day, I walk into someone. But now, this is actually Kiara, and I'm waiting for a cocky remark about what I might be doing turning from the boys' dormitories, but all I get is her broken gaze through the tears bubbling in her eyes.

"Ki? What happened-" I start, concerned, but she cuts me off.

"Nothing," she passes me by and her door is shut by the time I turn around to stop her.

Dumbfounded, I stare at the wooden surface before trying to open it to get into my best friend's room, but it's locked. Not wanting to break the door on her, knowing I'd only do more damage to her mental state right now than actual help, I lean my forehead against it, speaking softly.

"Ki... you don't have to talk about it. About anything, at all. Just... let me in, please."

After some snickering from the inside, I hear the door lock click and I creak the door open, and gently close it behind myself as I look over at her tear-streaked face before walking over to her and pull her into a hug after scooting close to her on the bed.

She starts sobbing into Enzo's sweater I'm wearing, and my heart breaks while rubbing her back soothingly, whispering sweet nothings into her about everything being okay and how it's gonna be all fine.

"Men are pigs," she rubs her eyes after raising her head from my chest.

I sigh, brushing a strand behind her ear, smiling sadly, empathetically. "I know."

Oh and how right she is...

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I know a lot of people are hyped for this moment but I kind of feel bad for gwaian I know a part of her character and Tristan's

characters that they're supposed to be more than their parents but it just feels like at this point she doesn't get to be an original character she's either doing magic like Merlin or doing sunshine mode like escanor or somewhere in between with her powers it doesn't feel like she gets to be original like the other characters doing even

Tristan doesn't fully feel like a copy of meliodis or Elizabeth but with her she feels like she's just a mixture of both escanor and Merlin rolled into one is their magic love child she even has a hand-me-down outfit everyone else got a new outfit but her during part two and she just feels like she's a carbon copy of both of her parents

And yeah I know it hasn't been stated in the manga yet that she's related to Merlin or escanor but it's pretty clear through everything that she's heavily linked to them

I just don't know why she can't have original moments for herself that aren't really seen as moments that parallel Merlin and escanor or so heavily I wish she had more original moments like even though Lance has traits of both his parents you can still feel like he is his own character he doesn't feel like a complete copy of either Ban or Elaine

He takes advantage of the skills he's had and that he's learned and uses them in different ways than his parents did I wish we could see that gwaian maybe if I'm lucky in the future we'll get to see that but for now I just feel kind of disappointed and wish she could have her own moment that didn't reflect escanor and Merlin in any way and she was just her own character

Even nasiasin doesn't feel like a complete copy of king or Diane he feels like his own character with his own goals and dreams but with her I know her main goal is to figure out who she is where she comes from and what she likes women and some other things but in the long run after all that's discovered what does she hope to do after that it'd be nice if we got to explore that

Like what most characters in this situation you would at least think oh after they discovered who they are they can go be with their loan interest or discover something new but it doesn't feel like there's any setup for what she plans to do after she discovers who she is because I know once Merlin comes back or we get introduced to the Lady of the lake who likes to tell everybody's business will get her full backstory and then what after that

I know this kind of sounds like pointless rambling but I just wish there was more for her character other than feeling like just a straight-o copy of two other characters we have from the original series who weren't even together although escanor was in love with Merlin she did not fully reciprocate his feelings maybe at some point down the line she realized maybe she could have loved him and we did see that she kept the burns on her face from the kiss she got from him before he died but other than that Merlin made it clear she had closed her heart off to love and wish that if he had love truly loved her she wished she had found her 3,000 years early but it was to late

I'm hoping that nakuba maybe does something more with her character in the future he's never actually been the best at writing female characters a lot of mangas that don't exactly have great female characters unless you look at certain mangas that have a certain types of female leads

A good example of a female lead I can think from a story is maka from soul eater, and rukia from bleach even though she's not the main character she still has a very heavy strong presence that's recognized as a strong good female character that a lot of people

Maybe if I'm lucky down the line gwaian will get something like that I know it just sounds like I'm rambling and complaining about nothing but I just have so much hope for this character and I feel like I'm not getting that with how things are going with how her characters being written

[fortisfilia]

Promised Part 6 - Tom Riddle x reader

Info: This is a rewrite of a story I've posted on my old account years ago. If it sounds familiar, that might be why :)

Summary: In this story, Tom didn't grow up as an orphan, but with his grandfather and uncle. Reader's sister got very sick and the Gaunts offer their help. But not without asking for something in return.

Warnings: Arranged marriage

Word count: 2k

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Part 6 - Of Vows and Wrangles

Winter came suddenly this year, and so did Christmas. With all the schoolwork you had been doing for the upcoming N.E.W.T.s in June, the weeks had passed by as quickly as a snitch on the Quidditch field. The holidays were a much-needed break and to see your family again was an even bigger delight.

Elsie did great. She looked like nothing had ever happened to her. No curse, no apparent illness that had almost taken her life, apart from some occasional coughs here and there. She ran around the house like the years before, excited for Christmas to finally come. The house elves seemed glad to have her and all her shenanigans back as well, much to your parent’s dismay, but they let most of it slide. They were thankful their daughter was healthy enough to fool around again.

Christmas day was as cosy and joyful as ever. You spent the whole day with Elsie and your parents, exchanging gifts and playing together. Elsie got her first broom and started her first attempt at flying, which resulted in a knocked-over vase, that split into a million pieces, and a crash landing into the fireplace. Some tears were shed and dried again, and a “no flying inside” rule was established, which resulted in another crying fit. Oh, how you had missed it all.

Mother had waited until the late evening to tell you that the Gaunts would come to visit for lunch the next day. She must have known that you would pepper her with questions again. It was necessary and polite, she said, to invite the future family and show them your interest.

There was certainly no interest to be given to Tom’s grandfather and uncle, but now that you thought of Tom, you had to admit that you missed him. How he had held your hand, how surprisingly cautious and gentle he had been. This memory was embedded in your brain. You would have expected anything but this from him. Anything but that soft and coy demeanour. And still, it made you nervous thinking about meeting him along with his family again. They were the ones that must have made him so cold. So you fell asleep, anticipation and tension crawling through your every vein.

The Gaunts arrived in a rush and brought in a whiff of cold air that couldn’t even be drowned out by the fire in the chimney. Tom acknowledged you this time though. Not like months before when they had come to your house. You could have sworn that there was even a hint of a smile on his lips when he laid his eyes upon you. A smile that you reciprocated, rather faintly as well.

Lunch was alright. A lot of forced formalities and small talk, some tired attempts to get to know the future family. Tom was quiet, as usual, only talked when someone asked him something directly, while Morfin and Marvolo ate so voraciously, the house elves had trouble filling up their plates in time.

The Christmas spirit was spoiled when presents were brought up. Marvolo asked about Elsie’s new broom and why on Merlin’s green earth your parents would gift such a thing to a girl. He held back his laughter and shook his head when Elsie explained so excitedly that she couldn’t wait to learn how to fly in Hogwarts. Bastard.

Marvolo noticed the look you gave him and seemed to take it as a challenge, so he stared back at you, his filthy grin still in place. His head leant sideways as he waited for you to say something, his eyes squinted as if to tell you to go on and tell him what bothered you. 

How you would have loved to smash his face against the table or curse him into oblivion. Your teeth hurt from how hard you clenched your jaw. You couldn’t. You wanted to tell him so badly what an awful, disgusting, obsolete excuse for a man he was. But you mustn’t. He still had Elsie’s life in his hands. So you stayed silent when he whispered, “That’s what I thought.”

“Anyway,” Father said in an attempt to ease the tension. “What are your plans for the remaining holidays?”

“There’s not a lot to do these days, is there?” Marvolo answered. “But now that you bring it up, we had something special planned for today.”

Morfin grinned as he shoved the last spoonful of mashed potatoes into his mouth.

“And what is that?” Father asked.

“Well now that your little one is doing much better, which I assume you’re very thankful for,” he paused to wait for your parents to agree. “We decided to accept your invitation for today to bring our mutual pact to the next stage.”

Mother quickly told the elves to take Elsie upstairs, while you looked over at Tom in question. He only shook his head, letting you know he didn’t know what was going on either.

“The next stage?” Father asked. “What do you mean by that?”

“Since we’ve done our part of the agreement already, exceedingly fast and precise might I add, and the wedding is still months away, we want to make sure we will get what we asked for. You see, I respect you and your family of course, but one can never be sure enough. We don’t want to be tricked or exploited. So we’re asking for an unbreakable vow. Between Tom and your daughter.” 

“A vow?” Mother was appalled. “What for?”

“For the marriage of course,” Marvolo said. “A promise that the marriage will be solemnised, that cannot be withdrawn from either side.”

A breath got stuck in your throat. First the marriage and now this? If you agreed, the Gaunts would have both Elsie and you under their control. Infringing an unbreakable vow resulted in death and they would never stop asking for things if you agreed to this. 

“Marvolo,” Father sighed. “Don’t you think it’s enough? That we agreed to do this for the sake of my youngest child? You haven’t broken her curse entirely so you can use her as leverage. And now you expect me to bring my eldest daughter in mortal danger as well?”

“There’s no danger if the plan proceeds as we agreed,” Marvolo answered. “The vow can’t harm her if she plays by the rules.”

“She played by the rules,” Mother said. “She still does. Everyone’s been playing by your rules, so why do you want to add the vow?”

“As I said, I don’t want to be tricked. It’s merely a way to protect my family. And with all due respect, your reaction makes it seem like you’re up to no good already. Who knows? Perhaps you’ve changed your minds.”

Protect his family… He would sell both Tom and Morfin for a galleon and a half if he could. He was paranoid. Tom watched you in silence, his face void of emotion as your eyes met. What could you possibly reply to such an insane proposal? Every word that could leave your mouth right now would be filthy and full of anger, and Marlovo was already waiting for you to burst. 

He turned to you. “What do you say, child? Don’t you want to prove your loyalty?”

You sucked in a breath and were about to answer when Tom suddenly stood up. 

“Enough! I want a word.”

“You want a word?” Marvolo laughed disparagingly.

“Now,” Tom turned to your parents. “Is there a room we can go to?”

“The reading room, right across the corridor,” Mother said and showed them the way.

You followed the three men and watched them enter the reading room before Mother turned towards you. “Don’t eavesdrop, darling,” she said. “Give them some privacy.”

“Do you really think Marvolo deserves privacy?”

“No. He’s an awful man.”

“He is,” Father said as he joined you.

“We’re not going to let him do this to you,” Mother promised. “You’ve already done enough. Marvolo is out of his mind.”

“He’s greedy,” Father added. “Unreasonable.”

You leant your head against the door to the reading room and pressed your ear onto it, trying to hear what they were talking about. Mother motioned for you to stop, but didn’t prevent you from listening.

First, you heard nothing. Silence, then footsteps tipping across the room. Mumbled words that were so washed out you could barely understand what they meant.

Tom’s voice echoed from the walls. “You can’t be serious. Why would you ask for more? And why didn’t you tell me?”

Marvolo answered quietly. You could only guess what he was saying. Something like “Why would I?”

Mother appeared next to you, visibly displeased with herself as she flicked her wand and cast a spell that diminished the sound barrier, so you could hear every word that was spoken inside the room. Privacy has to be earned in this house.

“I’m not going to let you go through with this,” Tom said.

Marvolo snickered. “And you think I care what you’re allowing me to do?”

“I know you don’t,” Tom answered. “But I won’t comply. You can’t force anyone to make an unbreakable vow. Not even with the Imperius curse. And you know that.”

“What are you doing this for?” Morfin suddenly participated. “For the girl? You know things will only get worse if you refuse.”

A moment of silence occurred.

“Oh would you look at that,” Morfin chuckled. “You do like her, don’t you? Well, at least Father’s letter wasn’t in vain then.”

Tom didn’t answer.

“And her? How will you make her fall for you?” Morfin asked. “If you need a little love potion, I can provide that.”

“How dare you bring that up?” Tom spat. “You're very brave today, uncle. Comparing me to her.”

“Well, Father,” Morfin went on. “Looks like Tom thinks he can do it all on his own.”

“Now listen to me, son,” Marvolo said. “If you think you can disobey me like that, without any consequences, you must take me for a fool. To say that I’m disappointed is an understatement. Just know that there will be more to it.”

They scurried around. Marvolo and Morfin seemed to leave through the Floo Network. You assumed Tom would follow them but could hear him roaming around the room for another minute until his steps wandered towards the door. 

Both you and your mother stepped away quickly. Mother fixed her hair and you had suddenly found a deep interest in your nail beds, studying them as if your life depended on it.

Tom stood in the door frame, chest heaving slightly, with the doorknob in his hand.

“Grandfather and uncle left through the fireplace,” he said. “I’ll go too, I just need a minute, if you’ll allow.”

Mother looked at him like she looked at Elsie when she grazed her knee or hit her head. Her eyes weren’t as stern as you expected them to be, but soft and full of pity. 

“Why don’t you stay for a bit, Tom?” she asked. “We still have so much food left from lunch, we could need a bit of help before it goes to waste.”

Tom looked at her and nodded slowly. He must have known that she didn’t invite him to prevent wasting food. But apparently, he didn’t care what her reasons were. He just accepted it and that was fair.

“Would you show him around, darling?” Mother asked you. “While I tell the elves to prepare the guest room.”

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[billpottsismygf]

Hooooly shit. So much happened in this episode (Dead Boy Detectives episode 6, The Creeping Forest) I don't even know where to start, so apologies that this will probably be all over the place.

I loved the premise of Crystal losing her powers and it reminded me of that Merlin episode where he loses his powers. I initially assumed it meant she wouldn't be able to see ghosts anymore so it didn't go where I expected, and I really liked how it was used for interpersonal and emotional beats more so than plot.

Monty! I love him so much! Again, much heartbreak and stress. Is he okay? I thought Esther had just killed him, but then he seemed to just be a crow again. I thought he might swoop in and save them from teeth face, but no sign yet. I will continue to keep my fingers crossed!

The Cat King appearing to denounce Monty was incredibly stressful to watch, but it was also incredibly satisfying to see Edwin stand up to him.

Speaking of incredibly satisfying, Crystal finding the power of all her ancestors and beating up Esther was great. Again, I'm adamant that Charles beating up the Night Nurse was just as important and cathartic.

Edwin being in love with Charles is fully stressing me out at this point, especially with him very nearly confessing before the plot kicked back in. I love Edwin so much, but these are clearly not reciprocated feelings and it seems best that he not saying anything. I loved Charles a) being completely chill about Monty and b) threatening to beat up the cat king, but this would be a whole other deal. Part of me wonders whether Edwin's notes will have anything incriminating in that regard.

And finally, onto the cliffhanger. Terrifying! I was fully expecting the boys to go to the Lost and Found department together and do some sleuthing there while the girls try to find out what's happened, so that terrifying demon thing bursting from the wall was such a shock. Edwin's realisation and terror made it all the more impactful. Visceral and terrifying and now I'm just very stressed about the next episode.

Basically, great episode. I am stressed and frightened.

Small things I knew the Night Nurse would be back. She's even beginning to change her mind! I love Kashi vibing trauma-free in his fish. I loved Mick's animation about his walrus woes. I was not expecting Esther to get taken away with teeth face. Hoping she'll be back because she's one of my favourite elements of the whole show!

[sullina]

What does the TC think about Diane when Meliodas first meet her? Especially Drole?

In Escanor's case, his power reminds them of Mael. I mean when Meliodas first sense his magic he thought it was Mael's despite knowing he is long dead.

Gloxinia didn't like this Ban when he heard he was the one who burned the fairy king's forest.

In Gowther's case, they were confused as Meliodas was. They didn't know this doll and demon Gowther so Zeldris fill them up. Although it was still confusing for the TC. Even if the demon Gowther was controlling him, the doll Gowther knows what has been going on when demon Gowther controls him.

Maybe he got cursed by his commandment?

Either way the TC could tell Mel was hurt when Gowther didn't remember him. The real Gowther and doll Gowther were really close to Mel. Gowther was the only person Mel ever trust and was comfortable with during his days, they were practically best friends.

They have mixed feelings toward the sins. But they do like them (they're all dumbasses. The real reason why they are so entertaining). They were nice to Mel which they were grateful for (probably because they don't know he is a demon).

The commandments knew the Sins were strong for their time, but they still had the potential to grow. Diane was no different in that regard. Other than that, they liked her, because she treated Meliodas with genuine kindness, due to her crush on him, even though Meliodas has made it clear several times that he doesn't reciprocate her feelings, but still cherishes her as a precious teammate.

Meliodas tried not to let it show how hurt he was when doll Gowther didn't recognize him and it fooled even Merlin, just barely, but the commandments could tell. Zeldris filled them in on most of the stuff regarding Gowther and doll Gowther, with some input from Melascula for how demon Gowther disappeared (she was there after all when he escaped from demon jail), but even he didn't know everything, so they added this to the list of things to ask Meliodas if or when they ever got out.

The commandments and the rest of the demon clan all think that the Sins are an absolute hoot and probably the best show they could've hoped for in the seal (especially after so many years of just boredom). Meliodas has earned their honest respect and it's nice to see them all together, but even if the Sins love and respect their captain, among the demon clan there's still this big weight hanging over them, which is the understanding that they probably wouldn't be so nice if they knew that their beloved captain was a demon. And not just any demon at that, but the eldest demon prince, strongest demon alive (not counting the demon king tho to be fair he isn't a demon) and heir to the throne.

[motherfuckingmaneater]

What do you think Lord Voldemort would do regarding Bella’s death?

𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙑𝙤𝙡𝙙𝙚𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙩 𝙨𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙢𝙚𝙙.

This surmises it pretty nicely, though naturally we only understand from Harry's perspective of their relationship (of which he has no insight at all). He was furious. So furious his magic; 'exploded with the force of a bomb.' He lost his best soldier, the only person who loved him for who he was (even if he didn't reciprocate her love), his only student, his long term paramour, his right hand, his army commander, the mother of his infant heiress, his strategist, his most loyal devotee.

He would seek revenge first and foremost. He would have it too. He'd slaughter Molly Weasley and then he would destroy all of his enemies in a blind rage and rule amongst a pile of corpses. He would shatter his own armies and rule with absolute terror.

When the battle is done I think he'd become engrossed with some extremely dark magic, toying with the balances of nature to find a way to bring her back. After all his resources in dark and light magic were far beyond even some of the greatest to have lived wizards and witches in history like Albus Dumbledore, Gellert Grindelwald, Merlin, Salazar Slytherin. He's also terrified of death, it's his only fear, so if he did bring her back he'd once again believe he is her savour and the person responsible for releasing her from her shackles.

(question of the day: how many newborns do you think he'd have to slaughter to imbue Bellatrix Black with a new soul? LOL)

The main reason I believe he'd want her back and would stop at nothing to have her back - is because he's selfish. Death took his mother, death tried to claim him too. I think it would take him a while to realise that he won't get the kind of loyalty from anyone else that he got from Bellatrix, nor anyone who can stand to look him in the eye, nor anyone (after the battle) who is still truly devoted to him.

Then again he says himself 'only I can live forever'. I think it's definitely a conversation he and Bella have had though, probably bought up very nonchalantly by her where she asks him who he'd like to consider his next right hand and he's utterly furious at the question. She suggests Delphini but he immediately shuts that conversation, she will solidify his reign, not command his armies.

I think if he couldn't find a way of bringing her back, which is highly unlikely, he'd be ruling with fear even amongst his death eaters, and while he's fine with that, I believe even he knows that having Bellatrix really fuels his fight because of how passionately she believes in him. He'd have no charm left to offer, no false kindness, no diplomacy.

He'd be ruling as a vengeful dictator, furious and pure unfiltered rage all the time.

[insilentmagic]

Have you ever loved a character so much, studying it for days, analyzing every single scene, every word, every tone of voice? It happened to me with Arthur Pendragon in "BBC Merlin".

It becomes so yours, that you feel like you really know it and then you can recognize who has looked at it carefully and who hasn't.

That's why you can't accept OOC when you withdraw it, you immediately notice when there's something out of tune, that doesn't match.

And you don't care if 10, 100, 1000 people tell you : hey, this version of the character is awesome! You keep thinking it's not because it didn't show you that version.

Presumptuous speech? Perhaps.

But I can't help but do it.

The Arthur I know is Uther's son but thinks for himself; regrets not having saved his sister even knowing that she is a witch; he would have always - ALWAYS - forgiven Merlin's lie - even if he hadn't been on his deathbed - because the love Merlin feels for him "condemns" him to reciprocate, with no escape. It is a Love that goes beyond the fear of Magic.

[worldsmostcasualmpregfan]

i'm wayyyy too sympathetic to arthur in magic reveal fics where he doesn't react with immediate acceptance. mostly bc he must feel so alone, y'know? especially in magic reveal fics post-morgana's betrayal, like

he's always been different from everyone and it's hard enough for him to find a true friend – to even think he can have a friend, honestly – just because of his status. and then you have him constantly trying to live up to his father's expectations and wanting him to be proud, and then you have morgana growing more and more distant and finally turning on him. so you've got him feeling like he'll never be good enough, and that he's failed his father, and he's failed his sister, the one person he could probably feel safe to call his friend before merlin arrived (and even then he can't openly call merlin his friend bc right, prince and servant, right).

then here comes the one person who he's shared everything with, revealing that actually, i've been hiding this huge ass secret from you all along, and to an extent, how can arthur trust that anything else he's said is ever true, but more importantly – how could merlin not trust him like that? forget the magic, that's not the bad part. arthur clearly is sympathetic toward magic more often than not. but merlin didn't trust him. he shared everything with merlin – every fear, every joy, every ache – but clearly the feeling wasn't reciprocated. also, maybe he didn't fail merlin in a traditional sense, but i definitely think it could be taken that way? like, clearly he couldn't prove himself to merlin, couldn't earn the other's trust; that's definitely a type of failure.

so arthur's just lost his best friend. and then – and this is what gets me – his knights so clearly prefer merlin. maybe not the knights he inherited, but the ones he knighted because he believed in them and knew they could be – that they are – great, the ones who were supposed to be the closest thing he had to friends. to an extent, it's the best thing ever, knowing that merlin is so fiercely cared for by people other than him, but at the same time, who loves him like that? (merlin, once maybe, or so he thought.)

like, arthur has always been alone, even when surrounded by others, and he'll forgive merlin because of course he will, but in those days following, that ache must be awful. he may not be anyone's last choice, but he's definitely no one's first, not even merlin's, and that's what hurts the most.

this is all probably projection and arthur has made me something of a boymom where even when he's clearly in the wrong i want to take him into my arms, but like C'MON PEOPLE. who cares if he had a hand in genocide that's my babygirl

[scareqrow412]

MLB Potential Plot for Tales of Shadowstar fanfic series.

mulling over a potential twist but idk how i feel about it;

So after Lucien gets summoned from the Spirit World by Betterfly into that dimension, he spends half a year alongside Betterfly while assisting with the resistance against the Supreme. (mind that Lucien no longer has a Miraculous). He agrees to help Betterfly locate what i'm gonna call it as the Canonverse, or basically the dimension where the show itself took place. Lucien tries to cover Betterfly, but Shadybug used a grenade launcher that knocked Lucien through the portal before it closed which would land him into the Canon dimension alongside Betterfly.

Stuff happens, Lucien helps fix things in the Canon dimension, and Betterfly opens a portal for Lucien to return back to his home dimension as agreed (Betterfly had been researching how to even travel through dimensions during the time Lucien helped him).

Here's the kicker though, while Lucien was away he was regarded as one of the Miraculous Holders with the Crow Miraculous in particular. He's shared quite the adventure with LB/CN and even learned their identities thanks to Premonition that spilled the beans. It was due to his presence that convinced Hawk Moth to gradually redeem himself in the face of a new threat called Merlin and his group of Virtuous Seven, a former band of powerful heroes that turned rogue. (there might have been even some bits of a Mari x Lucien ship) but all of that gets blown out of the water as Lucien returns to find that everyone has forgotten about him. Like it was like he didn't exist and it was their first time meeting again kind of thing due to a powerful spell that Merlin had cast when Lucien got trapped inside the Spirit World to ensure that Lucien couldn't reunite with his friends and allies in the event he made it back out.

what this could mean is that Adrienette still happens, but Adrien knows that his father is Hawk Moth and what Hawk Moth is trying to do, so CN ends up betraying LB to revive his mother from her comatose state (which really brews that "lovers that are secretly each others' enemies" vibe)

I could write where since Lucien had been gone, things have gotten worse for everyone really. Marinette finally gets her feelings reciprocated by Adrien, but they're secretly enemies through their alter egos as neither had a clue as to what their identities are (Lucien was the only one who knew aside from Luka). New villains who were born with powers began to crop up more frequently world wide, United Heroes kept getting framed with things that aren't heroic like, and LB is just struggling to keep everything together. Hawk Moth would have revert back to his old ways with Mayura and Cat Noir's help this time because Lucien's presence was essentially the glue that kept everything together so to speak. So when his existence gets erased, the rest is history (or not history depending on who you ask)

about the only thing that symbolized his existence are the records, anything that's written, and the photos albeit Lucien rarely got his picture taken.