#i adore Merlin's puppy love

[imm0rtal-idi0t]

In the official Merlin BBC books, it's canon that Merlin wanted to MARRY Morgana! After saving Arthur's life in episode one, he is hoping that the King will reward him with Morgana's hand in marriage.

[empress-simps]

For poly!marauders request (I saw you asked for some) could you do one where the reader faints out of nowhere and the boys get all panicked and worried and fret over her? 🌙

Hii! Thank you for the great request🫶🏻 It’ll be the first time I do a Poly!Marauder fic so pls do bear with me, I tweaked it a bit, hope you enjoy!

Worried Sick

Pairings: Poly!Marauders x Reader

CW: Mentions of toxic habits, Sirius being an arse, reader fainting, and language.

To say that you were tired would be an understatement. You were exhausted- mentally, and physically as you were buried in a mountain of books, flipping through almost a hundred pages an hour as you tried to juggle three essays and review for NEWTS all at once.

You were so immersed in your studying, the sound of pages flipping and scratching of the quill against parchment made you slip into a hyper-focused mode that you don’t notice the passage of time making you effectively miss lunch and dinner.

“There’s my smart darling!”

Sirius grins, sneaking up to you and kissing your cheek. You jolted, looking up as you saw him, and your other boyfriends sit next to you in the library.

“Hey guys.” You try your best to muster up a cheery smile for them. Remus, who was seated beside you frowns as he notices your pale and tired face. “We haven’t seen you today, love.” You smiled sheepishly, “I was finishing up the essays we’re assigned this week.” Sirius shakes his head in a disapproving manner. “Darling, you know we could just copy off of Remus’s essay when he does it, right?” A protest from Remus was heard, making you chuckle.

“I don’t think our moony would appreciate that.” You cracked a small smile, “But he lets us copy off of his essays ever since we can remember!” James defended Sirius who nodded agreeingly.

“What we would appreciate though, is you not missing out on dinner.” Remus told you, pulling out an apple and two dishes that the house elves prepared, (bribed by James) placing it in front of you.

“Erm... I don’t really have an appetite right now, love.” You grimaced, seeing the stern expression of the werewolf. “You need to eat, darling.” James pleads, puppy eyes activating. You looked at the other two, they seemed to mirror James. “Please love, you’re making us worried sick.” Remus gently pushed the food in your direction.

“Alright then…” How could you possibly deny your adorable boyfriends?

This continued for a few days or so, each day got the boys increasingly worried than yesterday. Sleeping for four hours (five if you’re lucky) and studying all day became your new routine, you hardly even spend time with the boys anymore, only during breakfast at the great hall since you mostly skip lunch and dinner to study. If it weren’t for your friends and your boyfriends, you would’ve already starved.

You groaned, plopping down in between Remus and James, taking a bite of the toast in front of you, and ignoring the light headedness you were feeling since you woke up. Marlene looked up from her plate and winced as she took in the sight of you.

“Merlin, y/n. You look worse than a dementor.”

“Thanks Marls, appreciate it.” You grumbled, taking a swig of the pumpkin juice, grimacing as you felt that a huge gulp of the beverage and a small bite of toast was too much for your stomach to handle.

“I’m serious, when was the last time you had a good night’s rest?” She frowns, shaking her head as she gave a pointed look at your boyfriends. “There’s already three of you and you can’t even manage to take care of your girl?”

“Not my fault she chooses to stick her nose into books rather than spending time with us.” Sirius huffed, crossing his arms over his chest, his dramatic and petty side surfacing. “Pads.” Remus warns, the light headedness that you’ve felt suddenly worsens as you feel the urge to throw up. Lily seemed to notice, shooting a worried glance on your way as you waved it off.

“What Moony? It’s true! It’s like she forgot she even is in a committed relationship with us.” Sirius spat, getting riled up as James tried to diffuse the situation.  “Sirius, I already said I’m sorry…” She rasped out, trying to reach for his hand but he jerked it away. “Don’t be a knobhead, Pads.” Remus glares at him, irritated by how he’s acting.

Sirius rolled his eyes, it was obvious that he was hurt; You rarely spend time with them anymore, accidentally pushing them away and shutting them out just because of those stupid academics. “Whatever.” He grunts, and stands up, walking away from the table.

You felt yourself get weak; as the great hall spins around you, cold sweat started to form on your temple as spots slowly made it’s wany into your vision. Despite your body practically screaming for you to just sit and stay still, you push yourself from the benches and follow him. “Sirius, love- “He turns to you, frowning. “What now?”

 You opened your mouth, about to say a word when suddenly your legs gave out, the spots grew larger as you tried to look at Sirius before your world suddenly faded to black. You heard screams from the students, the loudest ones you recognized were from your friends, especially Marlene and Lily.

“Shit!” Sirius was thankful for his awfully fast reflexes that he managed to catch you before you hit your head on the cold floor. James and Remus rushed to the both of you. “Bloody hell, Pads!” James kneels in front of you, gently tapping your cheek as a sense of urgency surrounds them. “Darling, please open your eyes, can you hear me?” James asked you, every second that ticks makes the feeling of dread in his stomach grow larger.

“P-prongs, Moony… I promise I didn’t know she was going to faint…” Sirius whimpered as he cradles you, eyes looking frazzled and darting back and forth between his lovers. James felt his breath become faster, as you didn’t respond to any of his attempts. Other students started to gather around to take a peek on what’s happening in the middle of the great hall while Marlene and the other Gryffindor students kept them from nearing. Remus knelt next to James, trying not to freak out like what the other two are already doing. He slowly placed his trembling hand on your forehead. “No fever, but we need to take her to Madame Pomfrey.” He announces, biting his lip as Sirius lifts you up bridal style, the three of them rushing you to the hospital wing.

The bright and harsh light of the hospital wing made you wince, you slowly blink, trying to adjust to the brightness of your surroundings. “Darling! You’re awake!” James tackles you into a hug, almost squeezing out the air from your lungs.

“Prongs! Be careful!” Remus’s tone was harsh, as if scolding James. The boy slowly pulled away, pouting, which Remus had ignored. “How are you, love?” Remus’s gaze softened as he looked in your direction, taking your hand in his as he rubbed circles in the back of your hand.

 “For the most part, I’m fine.” You croaked out, James immediately gave you water. After taking a few sips, you let your eyes wander around, someone was missing- Where’s Sirius?

James seemed to catch on this, “He’s outside, beating himself up for being an arsehole.” You frowned, “Can you please tell him to come in? I want to see him…” You mumbled, James nodded and fetched Sirius outside of the hospital wing.

After a short while, Sirius emerged, darting his eyes anywhere but onto you. “Love…” You gently called out to him; Sirius bit his lip as he finally took in the sight of you. “Darling, I’m sorry. I was such an arse to you.” He sincerely apologized while you shake your head, “I’m sorry too, I was stressing out too much. I barely even managed to take care of myself and spend time with you guys.”

“Just don’t do it again, darling. We almost lost our minds when you fainted.” James told you as he tucks stray hair behind your ear.

“I won’t do that again; I’ll just copy off of Moony’s work.” She chuckled, glancing at the said boy, she saw the twinkle in his eyes as he smiled and rolled his eyes playfully.

The sun’s rays filtered out in the curtains of the hospital wing, encasing the four in a warm glow as they conversed amongst themselves, putting the events behind them; silently promising to love and care for each other, through thick and thin.

[slytherinboysappreciation]

hello!

I’m too afraid to ask with my profile so I’m asking anonymously.

I love your writing and I would like to request a oneshot or hc about a mattheo riddle au where he comes back from a flight and he runs up to the reader and hugs reader . Wholesome fluff. I love you!

Superstar - M. R. x gn!Reader

A/N: Thank you so much for the ask and for the love! It makes me so happy to know people like my stories! Dw about asking on anon; I have my anons on for the exact reason you mentioned. I hope this fic is along the lines of what you were thinking. It’s unedited with no use of Y/N

CW: Fluff, pet names, hugging, sweet compliments, hand-holding, tiny bit of bragging, kissing, ‘I love you’s, mentions of marriage

650 words

“Babe!” You hear Mattheo moments before you feel him. It gives you just enough time to put down your books before his arms are wrapping around you from behind.

“We won!” He twirls you around your dorm, laughing with glee. You laugh as well, his happiness infectious.

Once he sets you down, you turn to face him. “You won the quidditch game?”

He grins at you, still all sweaty and flushed from the heat of the game. “Not just the quidditch game. We won the House Cup!”

Your eyes widen. You don’t know much about quidditch, as you’re more of a scholar not a jock; but the House Cup seems important.

“That’s incredible, Matty!” You give him a warm smile, putting as much pride into it as you can. “You’re practically a superstar now!”

He blushes and chuckles, rubbing the back of his neck. “Aww, babe. I wouldn’t say I’m that good yet…”

“Come on, the quidditch House Cup?” You give him a light nudge, taking his hand in yours and entwining your fingers with his. “Were you the champion of it all?”

His grin widens, a look of pride crossing his face. “I guess you could say that. I did score the final goal.”

“The final goal? So you won the game for everyone.”

“Yeah,” he shrugs a little, as if trying not to get too boastful about it. “I kinda did.”

You lean in and press a kiss to his cheek. “My superstar. I knew you’d win it. Even if I couldn’t be there to cheer you on.”

His cheeks redden at your kiss. You’ve been dating a few months by now, but he never stops getting flustered at your kisses.

“I did miss seeing you in the stands,” he admits, rubbing the back of his neck with his free hand. “How was your studying?”

“Productive.” You reach out and brush a stray curl from his forehead. “Boring without you. I think next time I’ll skip the extra preparation and just come watch you play instead.”

Excitement blossoms in his gaze. “Really?”

You laugh a little and nod. “Yeah. You’re my superstar boyfriend after all. I can’t have people thinking I don’t support you.”

He beams; a look so adorable you lean in and kiss him again. He melts into it, giving your entwined fingers a light squeeze.

“I love you,” he murmurs, pulling back just enough to breathe his words against your lips.

Your chest thrills. It’s the first time he’s said it out loud.

You rest your forehead against his, your noses just barely brushing. “I love you too, Matty.”

He grins; a slow, happy thing. Then he leans in and kisses you. He lingers for a few moments before pulling back.

“Merlin, am I so lucky to be your boyfriend.”

You laugh softly and give him an equally warm smile back. “I was just thinking a similar thing. Now, go take a shower so we can cuddle.”

“What?” He chuckles, his grin turning cheeky. “You don’t wanna cuddle with me all sweaty?”

“Ew, no.” You make a face, laughing.

“Aww, babe.” He pouts, giving you puppy eyes. “What happened to me being your boyfriend? In rain and shine, in sickness and in health…”

“That’s marriage, Matty.”

“Oh, yeah.” His gaze softens, turning into something so sweet and warm it gives you butterflies.

You look away, flustered. “Go— Go take your shower.”

“Alright, alright. Sure thing, babe.” Mattheo heads off to go shower, leaving you alone in your dorm again.

You sit on the edge of your bed, smiling to yourself. Your boyfriend, a Hogwarts quidditch champion. You think about the look he’d given you before he’d left.

It makes the butterflies in your stomach start fluttering again, and you smile.

Whatever he’d meant by that look, you’re excited to find out. In sickness and in health doesn’t sound too bad when it’s coming from him.

[original-art-stories]

Merlin Fanfic list>>>

For Want of a Nail by OhThereBigBadWolf. I feel like this is a BAMF! Merlin, though it isn't tagged as such. Either way, it's still a good fic. "Fleeing from Essetir in the bloody beginnings of the Purge, Hunith finds herself on the doorstep of old friends. That's all it takes to untangle the skeins of destiny and weave a new tapestry."

I suppose that I look different (Without the robes and crown) by WingedWolf21. "When Arthur blows the horn of Cathbdhah for the second time, the horn doesn’t just send Uther to the other world. It sends Arthur away as well – to a world where Ygraine never died, the Great Purge never happened, and magic lives freely at court. As do those who practice it."

Stars Above, Stones Below By Destina. "After the disastrous end of his betrothal to Gwen and the regret of his offer to Princess Mithian, Arthur swears off finding a wife until he's ready to wed. When Merlin offers himself to Arthur as bedmate, Arthur suggests they hand-fast in secret for a single year of mutual pleasure without obligation. As their year together unfolds, and secrets and betrayals unravel around them, Arthur and Merlin learn there is no such thing as uncomplicated pleasure. Everything they thought they knew could change in a single year."

Give the Dragon a Chilli by Supercalvin. Modern with Magic. "Aithusa might have been no bigger than a house cat but she was still a dragon. That meant wings, claws, and her hoard, which in Aithusa’s case included soft pillows, fluffy socks, and much to Merlin’s chagrin, stolen pants. When Merlin found out that his winged ward had stolen a rather considerable pile of clothing for her hoard, he thought that it would be the end of any kind of friendship with his neighbor. But when Merlin met the victim of Aithusa’s burglary, he was pleasantly surprised to find Arthur, a man who had never in his life seen a dragon let alone a burglarizing one, and Cavall, a curious German Shepherd puppy who was quick to befriend the little white dragon. From there, it was only the beginning."

The Student Prince by FayJay. Very famous this one, you probably know it already. Modern with Magic, BAMF!Merlin and Reincarnation. "A Modern-day Merlin AU set at the University of St Andrews, featuring teetotal kickboxers, secret wizards, magnificent bodyguards of various genders, irate fairies, imprisoned dragons, crumbling gothic architecture, arrogant princes, adorable engineering students, stolen gold, magical doorways, attempted assassination, drunken students, shaving foam fights, embarrassing mornings after, The Hammer Dance, duty, responsibility, friendship and true love..."

Dew Point by kinase. Modern with magic, BAMF! Merlin "Arthur Pendragon is as popular and successful as a sixth former can be. He hasn’t quite figured out his future yet, but it’s going to be brilliant, he’s certain. At least until some daring stranger on a cool motorcycle topples his world upside down on the first day of school. Modern magical AU".

The Wall of Arthur by supercalvin. ModernAU has no magic, but this is just adorable, I love it. "In a surprisingly good David Attenborough impression, Gwaine said, “Here you see the remarkable mating ritual of the Merlin and the Arthur. Which involves mostly insults and swearing.”

Or: How Merlin and Arthur Met and Why There is a Restroom Wall Dedicated to Arthur’s Ass"

In Love With My Radio by lunchee. ModernAU is funny and sweet. Good fic. "Merlin listens to the radio, Arthur stalks Merlin, Morgana lives to create chaos in Arthur's life, and then everyone goes to McDonalds! Also, love happens.

From the km prompt: Arthur has an anonymous blog/LJ/twitter where he posts about his life, and Merlin follows it RELIGIOUSLY. Arthur starts posting about how he's stalking this amazingly hot guy.

My Significant Bother

Merlin's job as PR junior on the royal account isn't as glamorous as people believe: Most nights, he's saving Arthur, Duke of York and black sheep of the family, from possibly committing monarchy-shattering shenanigans. When tragedy hits and Arthur is now second in line to the throne, the public doesn't react too favorably to the new Prince of Wales.

A solution has to be found and Merlin's contribution is key to the problem: Roped into posing as Arthur's fake boyfriend, he's supposed to make Arthur's popularity levels rise with his steadfast and relatable presence and elevate him from scandalous rake to romantic figure...

For Without You I Am Lost

What if… Throughout the centuries, the magic in Merlin grew? Like, every sorcerer/witch and so on has a limit for growth, yeah? Some level that they reach and that’s it. No more power for you. But Merlin /doesn’t/ since he’s not /with/ magic but instead /is/ magic. So. Like. It grew with him and he learned more and more but he’s all alone, right? Has no Anchor. So he’s doing all he can, spreading the knowledge, educating people on and about magic and for a while it works. Magic is accepted, taught, even revered all over the world. The world prospers. Peace and harmony grows. Yeah, sure, there’s baddies from time to time but in general all is well yeah?

But… All this power that keeps on growing inside. What if it… Starts corrupting him? Like. Unintentionally, bit by bit. He doesn’t even notice that some of his decisions sHOuLd seem… Wrong, maybe..? But.. Power grows and grows and morality blurs for him. After all, he’s all alone. He has no one there for him. He’s always there for the EntiRe PoPulaTion of the WoRLd, but HE’S alone.

So what if… Arthur returns because Albion’s greatest need is to be saved… From Merlin..?

We Begin Again (Series)

*** Absolute fave. I’ve lost count of how many times I’ve read this series, especially the first two books ***

For many long years Merlin waited.

For the other part of his soul, for the other half of his life. He was born to serve Arthur. So that meant he was also born to wait. Even if it took a thousand years. Even if the wait seemed never to end.

Until one day, suddenly, it did.

When Arthur stumbles from the Lake of Avalon 1,500 years after his death, he finds a world unlike the one he knew. Faced with the loss of everyone he loved, and the threat of impending prophecy, Arthur must learn what it means to be not just a king, but the Once and Future King. Merlin does all he can to guide him, even as he struggles to hide his love for his king, and his fear of losing him again.

Story includes sass, banter, horseplay, & True Love.

In For Keeps

Merlin and Prince Arthur have been in a relationship for a while, unbeknownst to others. Arthur is ready to take the next step and make them official, but Merlin isn’t yet. The restrictions on his life and the mere idea of the lack of privacy seem too much for him to bear.

Separated over Christmas, overworked and overwrought, an accident befalls Arthur.

Cue a worried Merlin racing overnight on a trouble-ridden trip to Scotland on Christmas Eve.

Well, the course of true love never runs smooth...

*** I swear I’ve read these a million times ***

The Pact

The ancient Albion Pact demands that the Prince of Wales must take someone magic born as his soul-bonded consort by the time he is 30 or face death. Before he was a Detective Inspector Warlock, Merlin Emrys was young and in love and made a promise to Prince Arthur -- and now Arthur is calling it in.

The Lonely King

The Prince of Wales at his school. Merlin was sure it was all just a very bad joke. A modern royalty AU.

There Are No Gays In Football

When a deeply-closeted Arthur Pendragon finally earns a spot in Camelot's first XI, he's dead set on breaking records, not one of sport's last taboos. But life, like football, is a funny old game, and sometimes the only way up is out. Especially once he realizes he's arse over tit for the new physio.

A queer Arthurian tale of courage, love, and football.

The Difference of You

It’s not that Arthur Pendragon can’t get girls to fall for him; it’s just that he can’t seem to keep them around. Relationships and Arthur aren't on the same page at all, really, but one day there's Merlin on a bus and then it's different.

But it’s a Good Refrain

Arthur doesn't care much about the popular radio program Dragon's Lonely Hearts until his ex-girlfriend calls in to slag him off and get advice. When he calls in and has an on-air argument with the host, it starts off more than he expected, including meddling friends, over involved fans, and maybe love.

No Matter How Far Away You Roam

“I was wondering if you might come home with me.” Merlin stops mid-rant and stares at him, and then down at his panini again, and back at Arthur. This is a panini of lies and pain. He can tell already.

“For Christmas? I’ve got an uncle and a mother and a sister waiting for me at home, in case you hadn’t remembered, I’m not going home with you just because you’re a workaholic.”

“No, it’s. My mum might be under the impression that we’re a little bit married.”

In which Merlin gets conned into spending Christmas with Arthur's family and pretending to be his husband, because somehow this is his life

Magic Reveal

What I’d have done

https://archiveofourown.org/works/5013721/chapters/11522743

It’s set around season 3. It’s mostly Arthur centric and it’s really good. It’s not out of character at all and is a realistic depiction of what could have happened in cannon

These are my bookmarked favorites! I love these magic reveals!

In relief:

The Map of Honor:

By the Sword:

Dying to Return

Turn of the Tide:

 I tried to keep it plot heavy. Most are Arthur/Merlin, but a couple isn't.

Family Tree - Fic starts after defeating Cenred's forces and an army of the dead in the siege during the Tears of Uther Pendragon

Without Song - In which Arthur is envoy to a grieving family, and Merlin rides with him.

So Are They All, All Honourable Men - Merlin gets into a fight with a knight

I've come Too Far To See The End - Morgana finds out Merlin is Emrys.

Onfindan - The aftermath of Athur finding out

The Perfect Scry - Arthur finds out Merlin has magic and Merlin doesn't know he has magic. So Arthur does what any BFF would do: everything he can to keep Merlin from finding out he has magic so he don't freak out.

After Ealdor - There’s a fine line between good and evil, and Merlin wonders if he’s crossed it

Pendragon Red - Camelot is overrun by sorcerers, Uther is dead, and Arthur wonders what the sorcerer want him and Merlin so much for.

They Call Him Emrys - Bring Emrys to the Dark Tower, Morgana demands. Or Gwen will die. Canon AU that diverges in mid S5.

The Best-Laid Plans - A group of mercenaries pose as Knights of Camelot after the disaster of Agravaine and the dragon. They run into Arthur and his Knights.

The Immortal’s Encore series

Believing that he has long since failed in his destiny, an immortal Merlin decides the only way to make things right is to break the barriers of time, rewrite history, and correct his mistakes. Unfortunately, such a task is not so simple in practice. The threads of time are a slippery opponent, and people are not easily made pawns in destiny's game. And perhaps the greatest threat of them all? Merlin himself. A millenium has left him greatly changed. Is he still the man that destiny chose, or will Merlin's return only bring a new doom to Camelot with it?

Not very well known. This is one of the best fanfics I ever read. I’ve checked so many of the classics and most of the most commented, most bookmarked ones, with the most kudos. I’ve accidentally stumbled on this one and since that day I am completely obsessed with it. The best BAMF Merlin I ever read, the writing style is impeccable, the plot is smart and well planned and thought through, characterisations are on point, the consequences are realistic and so complex. I cannot recommend this enough. There are 4 works in the story so far and it’s WIP, but the writer is very productive and disciplined, the updates are happening once or twice a week.

Lay Your Head on The Shoulder of a Good Friend

With Camelot readying for the upcoming gathering of rulers of the Southern Kingdoms to discuss peace, Uther has tasked Arthur with an additional duty: befriend the Prince of Essetir and learn anything he can of King Balinor, and of magic, and of dragons, that might be of interest should the treaty not succeed.

That's easier said than done, as he and Prince Merlin don't exactly hit it off immediately. But, befriending Merlin and learning of magic and life in Essetir leads Arthur down the paths of discovering long held secrets surrounding his own birth, and his mother's ill health, and his father's hatred of all things magic.

Adding even more complications to the mix are rowdy knights, frustrating princesses, a possible traitor in their midst, and an overly-verbose dragon; not to mention the burgeoning and peculiar feelings for his fellow prince that Arthur struggles to put a name to.

I love this fanfic. It’s written by Skitz_phenom, not very well known, but this author is amazing. Incredible BAMF Merlin, Arthur & Merlin are so very well written, she/he written one of the best sexiest and steamiest scenes in Merthur fanfic world. The story is great and touches your heart. Completed.

If you will enjoy this, I highly recommend checking their other works.

N16 writes great magic reveal fanfics (not just)

There are 24 works written by this author. I haven’t read them all, but the ones I’ve checked are great. The theme of so many of N16 fanfic stories is the reveal.

To Kill a Nightmare is one of those. It include BAMF Merlin tag as well. Once again, if you enjoy it, check the other works of this talented author.

These are various lists from different individuals that I saved in a document some time ago.I need to free up space on my computer… However, I'm hesitant to delete them. I'm not familiar with all the blogs mentioned; if you recognize any, please inform me!

[fortheloveof-sebastian]

Sebby

Pairings: Sebastian Sallow x GN!Reader

Summary: Anne accidentally lets slip one of Sebastian’s childhood nicknames.

Warnings: fluff, some teasing, talk about bullying, suggestive dialogue near the end

Word Count: 1.8k

A/N: This idea first popped in my head because I may or may not have named a stray cat who hangs around my house Sebastian. I called him “Sebby” one day and then this idea grew legs and decided to run away from me much like the feline namesake of this oneshot. (I love stray cats more than they love me, apparently)

Typically, only very young wizards play Gobstones. This, you understood after overhearing several of your classmates mock Zenobia for her obsession; you'd only played the game once, but never thought about it as childish. You weren't proud of it, but the opinions of your classmates had swayed you into dismissing the game altogether.

That is, until you discovered that Anne loved gobstones and since you visited her in Feldcroft with Ominis and Sebastian, you were roped into playing as well. You didn't mind, actually. It allowed you a small peek into Sebastian's life before you entered it, and you secretly adored the mock squabbles between Ominis and Sebastian as they argued over who won or not. Anne seemed happiest while playing, too, so you indulged in a weekly, hour round with friends.

A putrid smell infiltrated the space, caused by one of the Gobstones bouncing out of the circle. Ominis coughs and sputters, waving away the smoke. You, Sebastian, and Anne all laugh.

"Warn me next time," Ominis chokes out.

Sebastian grins, tilting his head like a puppy who chewed your favorite slipper and knows exactly what they did. "Where's the fun in that?"

“Go on, it’s your turn,” Anne prompts.

At times, you find it hard to believe that her and Sebastian are twins. But then one will do something that will remind you so violently of the other (in this case, Anne’s impatience) that sometimes it makes your chest ache — how terrible it must be to have someone so deeply entwined in your soul plagued with an irreversible illness.

The game ends, rather unceremoniously, as Sebastian triumphs over the other players, and the Gobstones are tucked neatly away into a velvet pouch that Anne uses to store them in. Sebastian grabs them from her, to which she casually supplies, “Thanks Sebby.”

You and Ominis both freeze.

Sebastian freezes too, but for an entirely different reason. A dark blush colors his cheeks.

“S-Sebby?” Ominis repeats.

His voice quivers as he struggles to suppress his laughter. It’s only this that alerts Anne that anything is wrong, as she didn’t notice her slip of tongue, and had been absently counting the Gobstones. Her head snaps up, and she locks eyes with Sebastian.

His gaze turns from that of a startled puffleskein to undeniably murderous.

“Oops,” Anne says.

“Oh, Merlin’s —” Sebastian starts, but the rest of his words are drowned out in the waves of uproarious laughter from you and Ominis.

“Sebby!” You cry, your face splitting into a grin.

“Thank you, Sebby!” Ominis joins in.

“Oh, you’re so welcome, Sebby.”

“Sebby, you’re too kind.”

You and Ominis relentlessly volley back and forth, completely ignoring the look of utter devastation from the Slytherin. His protests quickly die out. Anne tries to talk over you, inventing excuse after lame excuse — “It was a mistake! I don’t call him that!” — but neither of the Sallow siblings are a match for you and Ominis, who are quite like a dog with a bone.

“I have no qualms disowning you both,” Sebastian declares once your laughter begins to subside. It’s almost certain that you would’ve continued but your cheeks hurt from smiling, and your stomach was starting to hurt.

Ominis swipes at an imaginary tear. “Oh, Sebby, we know you wouldn’t dare.”

This earns a snicker from you. “Yeah, Sebby.”

“I detest you,” Sebastian says, this time to Anne.

His sister regards him sheepishly. The hint of a smile flickers on her mouth. “Sorry.” Anne pauses. With an insertion of tremendous comedic timing, she adds, “Sebby.”

This time, the three of you elapse into another fit of laughter. Ominis lays on the ground, clutching his stomach, while Anne giggles behind her hand. Sebastian’s features screw up in anger. It’s only when he storms out the door, throwing it shut behind him, that you feel an inkling of guilt.

“Should we go after him?” You ask.

Ominis, still chuckling, waves a hand. Anne has pulled his head into her lap, where they sit reclined against the sofa. “Oh, he’ll mope about and lick his wounds but he’ll be back.”

You stand up and brush off your knees. Ominis tries to tell you that Sebastian will be fine, but you find yourself propelled out the door and into the night. The moon washes over Feldcroft. It takes a moment for your vision to adjust but you spot Sebastian just in time, before he rounds a row of hedges and disappears.

You trot after him. It wasn’t a secret that Sebastian had a nasty temper, and you wanted to give him enough time to simmer. You follow the path to the row of hedges — at first, you think that he’s just outright vanished. The familair crown of artfully messy hair, the slope of his broad shoulders, are nowhere to be found. But then your notice a movement beneath the willow tree, it’s branches blowing lazily in the breeze, and realize that he’s sought shelter beneath it.

Making no effort to disguise your footsteps in the case that he needed to collect himself — you were always horrendously concerned about others — you approach the willow tree and use one arm to sweep back the long branches.

Sebastian leans against the trunk, one foot propped up. His arms are crossed.

You step forward hesitantly.

“What? Done having a jolly good laugh at my expense?” Sebastian asks, tone bitter. “Don’t let me stop you.”

You cringe slightly. “I’m sorry.”

“No, no, go ahead. You were going off brilliantly before,” he all but snarls.

The sharpness in his tone could peel flesh from the bone. Your hands form into fists at your side. “It was all in good fun,” you tell him. You had come out here to apologize, not to be berated.

“Really? I didn’t find it all that funny.”

“What’s wrong with you? It’s not like you haven’t poked fun at us before,” you remind him.

Even in the darkness, you can see his eyes narrow. Sebastian was an excellent duelist, and he tended to treat each verbal altercation with the same degree of savagery, no matter his perceived opponent. It’s perhaps why he ended up in detention more times than not.

“You wouldn’t get it,” he fires back. “You just don’t know when to stop.”

Your molars grit together. “It was a joke.”

“Hmph,” he says. He actually says it: hmph. You thought it was a word only made up by authors, but apparently it could very well be said.

You try for a different approach, intentionally softening your voice. “Please come back. I’ll make them promise they won’t bring it up again.”

“No.”

“Sebastian —”

“You don’t know what it’s like.” His voice, barely lifting above a whisper, nearly gets lost in the rustle of the willow branches. In fact, you’re not even certain that he said anything at all, but you stay quiet nonetheless. You’re grateful for this decision, as it evidently prompts him to continue. “You’re so great at everything you do. And everyone adores you.” His icy composure cracks slightly. “I mean obviously but…it’s never been like that for me.”

You frown. “I don’t believe you. You’re infuriatingly charming and quick to learn.”

“Thank you,” he smugly replies. His shoulders heave as he sighs, and then he wilts before you like a flower deprived of the sun. “Anne used to call me Sebby a lot, back in primary school. She was too young to understand that it only gave the schoolyard bullies more fuel.”

“Oh.” It sounds silly leaving your lips, but you find that it’s the only thing you can think to say. “I didn’t know.”

Sebastian avoids your gaze but shrugs. “You couldn’t have. Anyway, it just reminds me of what they would say. How they would mock Anne and I, and our family — how we were poor, our clothes, the likes.”

A frisson takes shape in your chest, threatening to crack open. “That’s awful.”

“I shouldn’t have let it consume me so.”

Sebastian gestures for you, and your feet carry you closer. It’s frightening, sometimes, how unquestionably you listen to him.

But you don’t care.

He draws his arm around you and pulls you into his side, your head fitting into the curve of his shoulder like a puzzle piece snapping into place. His lips are warm on your skin in contrast to the night air, pressing a kiss to your temple.

“I’m sorry,” he mumbles.

Sebastian liked to apologize just as much as he liked to lose a duel.

“No, I’m sorry,” you say. “We should’ve stopped when we noticed you were uncomfortable.”

“Eh, I was being a proper twat.” Sebastian’s mouth curves into a grin. “I suppose I deserve a ruthless teasing after a reaction like that.”

You smack him. His stomach is taunt, muscled beneath your hand, reminding you traitorously of how he looked beneath his school attire. Mercifully, it was dark, and Sebastian was unable to see your blush from this angle.

“No you don’t.” You hook your hand in his, your fingers lacing together. “Sebby.”

He exhales sharply, but you can sense that he’s smiling. “Blimey that’s going to take some getting used to.” Sebastian gazes at you, at your entwined hands. “Although I suppose there’s no way I can convince you and Ominis to forget it.”

“Oh, absolutely not.” You laugh. “Ominis has an aggravatingly permanent memory. Especially when it comes to bugging you.”

Sebastian laughs too. “Fair enough.”

You lapse into silence. As your conversation subsides, the sounds of the night sharpen: the rustle of the leaves in the wind, crickets, somewhere in the distance a mother calling out for her child. Sebastian is warm besides you. Familiar and reliable and lovely. You’re overly aware of his breathing, the way his chest rises.

In fact, you’re annoyingly aware of everything about Sebastian.

“Should we go back, Sebby?” You ask. If you had a choice, you would’ve stayed beneath the willow tree all night. But fatigue had begun to settle in your bones, and you would much rather prefer to be nestled up next to Sebastian in bed.

Sebastian surprises you, and you cry out — like a dance, he spins you, using the momentum to pin your entwined hand over your head and your body under his. Heat rushes between your legs.

“Depends,” he mumbles in your ear. His lips graze over your earlobe, the sensitive skin of your neck beneath.

All clarity deserts you in moments such as these, when you would appreciate it most.

“On what?” You stammer back.

His answer causes your stomach to dip, the way it does when you drop too quickly from your broom.

“On whether or not you’re going to say my name…my real name…when you scream out for me tonight.”

[cynthia39100]

Merlin rewatch -- S2E10: Sweet Dreams

I like that Merlin teased Arthur about Gwen just to poke fun. He wasn’t trying to force him into doing anything. He didn't have that weird obsession for Arwen yet... Before he knew the love spell, he seemed rather acceptance of the fact that Arthur liked another woman. Odd, yes, but not outrageous. He was mostly worried about Olaf and the fact that he gave Gwen false hope. If Olaf wasn’t in the picture he would probably support Arthur on it, like with Sophia.

Also Arthur’s flustered face was so adorable <3 And his hair was adorably tussled from changing clothes~ Always love their scenes in Arthur's chamber~ They did that a lot more in s2! More of their everyday life~

Merlin opened that collar for no reason was the best thing lol. That shirt was perfectly fine. Again, Arthur could dress himself. I do like how casually this sequence went. Arthur went on and on about Vivian, Merlin didn't need an order to approach, and Arthur didn't blink an eye at Merlin playing with his collar for no reason.

The brainstorming session was so cute. Merlin looked annoyed for 1 second when he knew he needed to do all the work but immediately was swayed by Arthur’s enthusiasm and became very excited himself. Wingman!Merlin was so dear to me. He just wanted Arthur to be happy.

Merlin called Arthur out of an important peace treaty meeting in the way kids found their friends from the next class made me so happy. Why are they so cute?

I want to see how Merlin tugged this enchanted-sad-puppy Arthur to bed~~ Arthur's voice was super hoarse here he must have been crying. I want to see how Merlin comforts a teary Arthur~~

[S2E10] [other episodes]

[ecliptiz]

𝗪𝗛𝗬 𝗖𝗔𝗡𝗧 𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗟𝗢𝗩𝗘 𝗠𝗘?╰► JAMES POTTER

Summary: James always loved you, from the moment he saw you trip on your way to the train first year when leaving your parents.

Warnings: Cursing, slightly Rude Reader, Fem!Reader

“MERLIN MATE, YOUR WHIPPED.” Sirius Black's voice echoed through the dorm room one night, his tone a mix of exasperation and amusement.

Sirius sat on his bed, the map near him but the pages long forgotten. He ran a frustrated hand through his disheveled black hair, contemplating the magnitude of James Potter's infatuation with our dear Y/N L/N. It seemed as though James couldn't stop talking about her, his words a constant stream of adoration and fascination.

James emerged from the shower, his wet hair clinging to his forehead and a white towel haphazardly wrapped around his waist. He had a dreamy look on his face, lost in his thoughts of Y/N.

Without missing a beat, he continued his monologue about her, listing every perfect detail he could think of, from her hair to her nose and the way her eyes sparkled when she smiled.

Sirius rolled his eyes dramatically, feigning exasperation. "Mate, do you ever shut up about her?" he teased, a playful smirk tugging at the corners of his lips. "I swear, you're worse than a lovesick puppy."

James chuckled, undeterred by Sirius' teasing. "But Padfoot, you don't understand," he said, his voice filled with genuine affection. "Y/N is like no one else. The way she scowls at me, it's like she's challenging me to win her over. And that time she let me sit next to her for two minutes and thirty-six seconds before she disappeared... It was the best two minutes and thirty-six seconds of my life!"

Sirius raised an eyebrow, unable to hide his amusement. "Two minutes and thirty-six seconds? Wow, Prongs, you really counted?" he quipped, a mischievous glint in his eyes.

James shrugged sheepishly. "Hey, when you're spending time with the love of your life, every second counts," he replied, a dreamy smile playing on his lips.

“Are you gonna ever give up asking Y/N out, you’ve been chasing her since first year.” Peter innocently asked from his bed, eating a chocolate bar Remus had given him.

Remus chuckled from his own bed, shaking his head. “He’s never gonna give up on that poor girl.” Remus tutted with a smirk.

James let out a fake offended gasp, furrowing his brows as he put on his glasses.

James turned towards Peter, a mock look of astonishment on his face. "Give up on asking Y/N out? Padfoot, did you hear that? Peter here thinks I should give up!" He feigned indignation, shaking his head in disbelief.

Sirius, who had been lounging on his bed, perked up at the mention of Y/N's name. He grinned mischievously, joining in on the teasing. "Oh, Prongs, you can't give up now! It's been years of chasing, and where's the fun in surrendering?"

Remus chimed in, his voice laced with amusement. "I think Y/N secretly enjoys the chase. It keeps her on her toes, doesn't it?"

James smirked, his eyes twinkling with determination. "Exactly, Moony! Y/N can't resist my charm forever. One of these days, she'll say yes and agree to be my girlfriend."

Peter chuckled, taking another bite of his chocolate bar. "Well, mate, I hope you have a backup plan in case she keeps turning you down."

James shrugged confidently. "Oh, I've got plenty of tricks up my sleeve. It's only a matter of time before she realizes that I'm the one she's been waiting for."

Sirius let out a playful chuckle, mischief dancing in his eyes as he glanced up at his friends. His mischievous smile widened as he dangled the Marauder's Map in the air, a tantalizing secret held within its magical folds. "Seems like James's darling is currently occupying the library," he announced, his voice laced with playful teasing.

In an instant, James, who was in the midst of hurriedly putting on his pants, lost his balance and crashed to the floor with a resounding thud. But his stumble was quickly forgotten as he sprang up with an exhilarated expression, his face beaming with anticipation.

"Really?" James exclaimed, his excitement palpable as he moved closer to Sirius, his eagerness almost tangible. The prospect of catching a glimpse of Y/N, his beloved, through the Marauder's Map sent an electric thrill through his veins.

Sirius nodded, his eyes glinting mischievously as he pointed to the name of Y/N, glowing faintly on the enchanted parchment. "Shall we pay a little visit to see what James's love interest is up to?" he suggested,

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗

Y/N SAT SLUMPED at the Gryffindor table in the bustling Great Hall, succumbing to her friend Lily Evans' persistent request to join their table. Her head was nestled in her arms, a mixture of frustration and exasperation etched across her face as she vented about James Potter's latest grand gesture in his quest to win her heart.

"He sent me a howler," Y/N groaned, her voice muffled by the crook of her elbow. "It declared his undying love for me and then exploded into a cascade of flowers. And now, look at me!" She gestured towards the array of flowers surrounding her, their vibrant colors and fragrant aromas adding to her exasperation. Lilly nodded, she had been there to see- but allowed her friend to tell her all about it.

Lily, always the empathetic friend, reached out to rub Y/N's back soothingly. "Oh, sweetheart, I can understand why that would be overwhelming. James has quite a way of making his feelings known, doesn't he?"

Y/N nodded, her frustration evident as she met her friend Lily's empathetic green eyes. "And to top it all off, last night during our rounds, he gave me this ring to try on," she explained with an exasperated tone.

"He said, 'I want to know your ring size for when I propose.' I was so tired that I put it on without even thinking. And now, it's enchanted and won't come off!" Y/N growled in frustration, displaying the ring on her finger and futilely attempting to pull it off, to no avail.

Her eyes darted around the vast Great Hall, a sudden sense of panic washing over her. "Lily, please, you have to hide me," she pleaded, desperation lacing her voice as she swiftly slipped under the table for cover.

Lily furrowed her brow, scanning the surroundings with a puzzled expression, until her gaze settled on the approaching figures of the Marauders as they entered the Great Hall. Recognizing the potential source of Y/N's distress, she nodded understandingly.

"Of course, Y/N," Lily whispered, her voice filled with determination. "Stay hidden, and I'll handle this. Just remember, you're safe with me."

With that reassurance, Y/N huddled beneath the table, her heart racing as she waited for the impending encounter with James and his mischievous friends. Lily, ever the loyal and quick-thinking friend, stepped forward, intercepting the Marauders before they could reach Y/N's hiding spot.

"Hey, boys!" Lily greeted them, her tone friendly yet subtly protective. "Just the people I was hoping to see. Mind if I have a word with you?"

The Marauders exchanged curious glances but obliged, knowing better than to challenge Lily's determination. She led them away from the table, engaging them in a seemingly casual conversation, all the while keeping a watchful eye on Y/N's concealed position.

Y/N, hidden beneath the tablecloth, listened intently, her anxiety slowly easing as Lily skillfully diverted the attention away from her. She couldn't help but feel a surge of gratitude for her loyal friend, who always had her back.

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗

Y/N AND LILLY strolled down the bustling corridor, engaged in light conversation as they made their way towards the library. The sound of their laughter echoed through the halls, attracting curious glances from passing students.

Lily's eyebrows furrowed playfully as she turned her attention to her friend. "Seriously, Y/N, he hasn't made any grand gestures or showered you with flowers lately?" she asked, a hint of mischief in her voice.

They were discussing James's recent peculiar behavior, or rather, the lack thereof when it came to his usual persistent pursuit of Y/N.

Y/N chuckled, shaking her head in amusement. "I know, right? It's definitely suspicious. The last time he pulled a stunt like that was on Valentine's Day, when he enchanted half the chocolate in the castle to turn pink, and 'Be my Valentine, Y/N' was written on every surface," she reminisced, a fond smile playing at her lips. The memory was both exasperating and endearing.

With a gentle push, Y/N and Lily pushed open the heavy doors to the library, stepping inside and allowing the serenity of the place to envelop them. Side by side, they walked in sync, their bond evident in their synchronized footsteps.

As they approached their usual spot tucked away in a cozy corner, their eyes widened in surprise to find Remus already seated there, engrossed in a book. Y/N's soft smile graced her lips as she greeted him. "Oh, hello Remus," she said warmly, her voice carrying a genuine fondness. Out of all the marauders, Remus and Peter were the ones she found most amiable.

Lily mirrored Y/N's smile, taking her seat beside Remus and opposite Y/N. Remus returned their smiles with his own, his gentle voice floating towards them. "Hello, girls," he greeted them, his tone carrying a soothing quality that matched his calm demeanor.

Curiosity sparked in Y/N's eyes as she leaned forward slightly, a playful glimmer dancing in her gaze. "So, where's your little group hiding today?" she asked, her tone lighthearted. Remus's reaction was subtle yet noticeable, a momentary stillness washing over him as his eyes widened ever so slightly.

He couldn't possibly reveal that his group was concealed just behind him, shielded by the invisibility cloak. Remus quickly recovered, offering the girls a disarming smile.

"Ah, they have detention at the moment," he replied casually, choosing to omit the finer details.

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗

AS THE NIGHT SETTLED in, the Marauders found themselves back in their dormitory, sprawled across their respective beds. James, in his usual exuberance, couldn't resist gushing about his "darling Y/N" once again, relishing every opportunity to extol her virtues.

"Guys, you won't believe how stunning Y/N looked today," James exclaimed, his voice filled with awe and admiration.

Remus let out a mock groan, rolling over to face the wall. "James, please spare us from your endless praises tonight. I'm in dire need of some beauty sleep," he quipped, hoping to silence James's lovestruck monologues.

Sirius, with his characteristic dry humor, chimed in from his bed with a sardonic tone. "Yeah, James, we need to protect our good looks here. Can't have your sappy tales disturbing our beauty rest," he teased, a mischievous glint in his eyes.

As a moment of silence settled in the dormitory, James couldn't resist injecting a note of mischief into the atmosphere. With a tired but mischievous smirk, he broke the silence.

"Well, gentlemen, if you must know, I've managed to secure a highly coveted date with my beloved future wife and the mother of my future children—none other than Y/N herself," James declared, his tone carrying a hint of playful pride.

The words hung in the air, catching Sirius off guard. He abruptly sat up in his bed, his tousled black hair and wide grey eyes reflecting a mixture of surprise and intrigue.

Remus, joining in on the scene, raised an eyebrow in curiosity, his interest piqued by James's bold statement.

With a smirk, James swiftly dodged the incoming pillow, his reflexes finely honed. "Oh, but I assure you, Padfoot, I speak nothing but the truth," James replied, his eyes glinting mischievously. "My beloved has finally accepted my date, Our date is set for this weekend in Hogsmeade."

Sirius stared at James for a moment, his expression a mixture of disbelief and astonishment. "You've actually done it," he exclaimed, a hint of awe creeping into his voice.

The room filled with a mix of cheers and laughter as the realization sunk in. Remus couldn't help but chuckle at James's exuberance, shaking his head with a fond smile.

"Congratulations, mate," Sirius said, a genuine grin spreading across his face. "Looks like you've won her over after all these years. About time, I'd say."

James hopped down from his bed, still beaming with excitement. "Thanks, guys," he replied, his voice filled with genuine happiness. "I can't believe it myself. Y/N is something special, and I can't wait to show her how much she means to me."

Remus clapped a hand on James's shoulder, offering his congratulations. "Well, James, you've finally caught the Snitch. Just remember to be yourself and make it a memorable date."

James nodded, his confidence growing by the minute. "Oh, I've got something special planned, Moony. It's going to be a date she'll never forget."

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗

In the cozy ambiance of the Three Broomsticks, James and Y/N sat at a corner table, their warm butterbeer mugs cradled in their hands. As they sipped on the sweet beverage, their conversation flowed effortlessly, delving into the depths of their shared interests and experiences.

Y/N discovered a side of James that went far beyond his persistent pursuit and grand gestures.

She found him to be an engaging and captivating conversationalist, his genuine interest shining through his eyes as he listened intently to her stories and anecdotes. His soft smile never wavered, his messy hair adding a touch of endearing charm to his already handsome features.

In that moment, as he soaked in every word she spoke, James couldn't help but be amazed by the transformation that had taken place between them. The girl who once seemed indifferent and even hostile towards him now shared her thoughts and experiences so freely.

"James?" Y/N's voice gently interrupted his train of thought, her playful smile curving her lips as she fixed her gaze on him.

James tilted his head slightly, his heart skipping a beat as her eyes flickered down to his lips. A tinge of warmth spread across his cheeks when she continued, her tone light with a hint of mischief. "You've got a bit of foam on your lip," she chuckled.

His eyes widened in surprise, and he quickly wiped at his mouth, feeling a mixture of embarrassment and amusement. As he removed the stray foam, he couldn't help but join in her laughter, appreciating the lighthearted moment they shared.

The atmosphere crackled with anticipation as James and Y/N stood by the carriage, ready to return to Hogwarts. The air was filled with a mix of nervousness and excitement, their hearts beating in sync.

"It was... rather nice," Y/N spoke hesitantly, her gaze intently studying James's face, searching for an unspoken connection.

James nodded, his eyes mirroring her sentiments. A subtle smile curved his lips as he let his gaze briefly wander to her lips before locking onto her eyes again.

"Mhm," he hummed, savoring the electric tension between them. His voice was soft, filled with vulnerability and longing. "So, uh... Can I, uh... Can I kiss you?"

His question hung in the air, laced with hope and a hint of nervousness. Y/N's eyes widened, caught off guard by the intensity of the moment. James's hands gently found their place on her waist, his fingers tracing delicate patterns along her sides, adding to the swirling emotions inside her.

Her mind raced, thoughts colliding as she grappled with the transformation of her feelings for him. What once was disdain had blossomed into a whirlwind of curiosity and affection, and now the possibility of a kiss hung tantalizingly in the air.

With a soft nod, she gave her consent, her cheeks flushing slightly. Anticipation filled her as she closed her eyes, eagerly awaiting the touch of his lips against hers. However, when she opened her eyes with a hint of confusion, James's voice cut through the moment.

"Words, please, darling," he uttered, his gaze fixed on her with an intensity that sent shivers down her spine.

"Yes," she whispered, her voice barely audible but filled with affirmation. "You can... kiss me."

A surge of warmth and tenderness flooded through James as he heard her words. With a gentle yet purposeful motion, he closed the distance between them, his lips softly meeting hers. The world around them seemed to fade into the background as their connection deepened, his grip on her waist tightening ever so slightly.

Time stood still as they melted into the sweet embrace, their lips moving in sync, dancing with the rhythm of their shared affection. In that moment, it felt as though the universe had conspired to bring them together, erasing all doubts and barriers that once stood between them.

And as they finally pulled apart, a soft smile graced James's lips, mirrored by the blush on Y/N's cheeks. The weight of their unspoken emotions now given voice through their kiss, they embarked on a new chapter, ready to explore the depths of their growing love

𝗠𝗔𝗦𝗧𝗘𝗥𝗟𝗜𝗦𝗧

[ourloveisforthelovely]

True Love (one shot)

Regulus Black AU 

Request:  i don’t have a full idea, but could you write something post war where reader and regulus fall in love with each other throughout the years they’ve known each other? i’ve always wanted to read something like this, but with a sprinkle of enemies to lovers — simply because i’m a sucker for this trope.

Pairings: Regulus Black x Reader 

Rating: Teen

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“So, today is the big day!”

Regulus looked up from the tie that he was working on tying to meet Sirius’ face. He couldn't help rolling his eyes at his older brother’s over-enthusiastic personality.

“Yes, today is the day.”

Regulus replied, in his calm cool voice. Sirius automatically tilted his head.

“I thought that you would be happy.”

Regulus sighed and turned to face his brother with a small smirk on his face.

“Of course, I’m happy. This is the day that I have been waiting for since the beginning of third year. I’m just not one to be obnoxious, like you.”

Sirius chuckled and went to the small sofa and plopped himself down.

“That’s fair. There can only be one of me. Lily, tells me that Y/n looks beautiful.”

Another small graced Regulus’ face as he went back to his tie.

“Of course, she does. Y/n would be beautiful no matter what she did.”

Sirius smiled, not replying for a moment. He simply spent a few moments watching Regulus’ expression as he finished with his tie.

“Yeah, she would be. You did good, Reg. You not only picked a woman that I adore but you also picked one who doesn’t mind your subtly moody demeanor with grace and dignity.”

Regulus flipped Sirius off over his shoulder before chuckling at the expression on his older brother’s face. Regulus had to agree with Sirius, there would be no universe that you wouldn’t be beautiful in. From the moment that Regulus laid eyes on you, he thought that you were beautiful. You looked like a total angel sent from heaven sent to remind him what kind of hell that he came from.

The only problem was, you didn’t like him. Not that Regulus was surprised either. He had expected your older brother James to warn you about boys like Regulus.

“Boys that look dangerous probably are. Ignore his puppy eyes and find someone else. He will just make you cry.”

Regulus could hear James’ mother-hen comments now. Unlike James, however, you weren’t completely obnoxious in your dislike for Regulus. You simply avoided Regulus until the day that he and James got into it. As Regulus expected, you came right to your brother’s defense and told Regulus that he had “bird legs.”

“Didn’t she tell you that you had bird legs?”

Regulus looked up at Sirius’ question before raising an eyebrow.

“I was actually just thinking of that. Yes, she told me that I had bird legs when I told James off for being a twat. Man, that little girl hated me.”

“Until third year, when you both got whacked by the puberty fairy and Slughorn played cupid.”

Regulus chuckled. Sirius, again, wasn’t wrong. This was probably one of Regulus’ favorite memories…

Third year had just started. Regulus was moodier than normal over the prospect of starting yet another year of hell. While he looked forward to being away from his parents, he dreaded being back in school and having to be someone that he really didn’t want to be.

Walking into potions, Regulus sat down with a groan. He hid near the back of the room not wanting anyone to really see him. Over the summer, Regulus had grown a bit over the summer and his voice had deepened. It was driving him nuts. Since being back at school the night before Regulus couldn’t count how many girls were looking at him now.

The moment that you walked into the room, Regulus felt his mouth drop. You too had changed and you were…breathtaking. Regulus’ eyes moved from your now longer hair to your breasts….

“Oh Merlin, I am turning into my brother!”

Regulus thought before putting his head down on the desk. The last thing that he wanted was for you to catch him drooling.

“Ms. Potter, your partner for the year will be Mr. Black.”

Regulus’ head snapped up at that comment. He knew that he was looking at you with wide eyes as you walked over and sat down. Regulus didn’t know whether he should thank Slughorn or fake a heart attack and die.

“Hello, Regulus.”

Your voice was soft and kind. There was no longer any trace of dislike.

“Hello, Y/n.”

Regulus replied. He watched as your eyes flickered over to him, just like the other girls that “just” recognized his existence. You pressed your lips together before lightly clearing your throat.

“I know that we typically insult each other nonstop but how about we get along? It will make the year easier on both of us.”

You commented. Regulus took a breath before speaking.

“That would be nice.”

Regulus pulled himself from the memory. That was the beginning of the perfect friendship. After that first day, the two of you were inseparable. You turned out to be the best friend that Regulus had EVER had! In all of his life, he had never had someone like you to grace his miserable existence. You cared about him, asked questions about how things made him feel, and most importantly you made him feel wanted. Feeling wanted was exactly what Regulus needed and he had no idea about it.

Things changed even further in the fourth year. The two of you kissed for the first time not long after school started. You were the first to say “I love you” and it had come right before the Christmas holiday. Regulus had been totally stunned by those three little words that he nearly didn’t say it back.

“You mean that you love me? Like you actually love me?”

Regulus mumbled, with red cheeks. You stared at him as if he had grown three heads. Saying “I love you” to people wasn’t anything new to you. You had been told that you were loved all of your life. Regulus, on the other hand, had never been told that.

“Yes, Regulus. I love you. I really love you.”

Regulus stared at you again for a few moments. You stood with your arms around his waist, clearly wondering if you had said the right thing or if you were scaring him away.

“Wow…I mean…I love you too, Y/n. I have been in love with you for so long. I just had no idea how to say it.”

“You said it perfectly.”

You replied, before standing on your tiptoes to kiss him once again.

After the first “I love you,” things between the two of you were perfect. Regulus was happy with everything in his life. Going to school was no longer hated. He had you. Regulus had everything that he could possibly need with you. This was the “heaven” period of his life.

Unfortunately, as all things seemed to do this time ended. In sixth year, the war started. Things at Hogwarts become tense. It wasn’t just Hogwarts, it was everywhere. Everything was in complete chaos and uproar.

This was the time that Regulus really began to see your devotion to him. He didn’t hide the fact that Voldemort was trying to recruit him. Regulus told you everything. He expected you to leave him with this news. Regulus expected you to wash your hands of ever knowing him and he would lose the most important person in his life…but you never did.

Instead of walking away, you pushed forward. You begged him to not consider it, even if this was what his parents wanted.

“You’re better than this, Regulus. Voldemort wants you because you’re smart. He also wants you because of your family name. Don’t let him turn you into something that you’re not. You’re not a killer. Leave your family and come to mine. My parents will let you stay with us. You’ll be safe and we can be together all of the time. Please don’t go dark. I need you. I love you and want to be with you forever.”

Regulus had read your letter multiple times before pulling on his black suit jacket. You wanted him with you and that was enough. With you, Regulus didn’t have to be a killer. With you, he could have the love that he wanted..

“My princess will always get what she wants.”

Regulus mumbled before leaving his parents a goodbye letter and walking out of Grimmauld Place.

That led to now. The war was now over. Voldemort had been dealt with and the madness was over.

Just as Regulus had promised, you would always get what you wanted. Once the war was over and things were safe, Regulus bought the diamond. Never in a million years, did Regulus think that he would ever get married but with you, it was a no-brainer.

Regulus closed his eyes as he thought about the proposal. You immediately answered with a yes before practically knocking him down with a hug.

“Yes! I’ll marry you and love you forever.”

Regulus smiled from his place on the floor as you curled around him like a giant cat.

“I was afraid that you would say no.”

You poked your head up before pulling Regulus into a long kiss.

“Are you kidding? I would never say no.”

Sirius talking pulled Regulus from his thoughts.

“It's time.”

(meanwhile)

You stood as your mother put the finishing touches on your veil. Euphemia smiled her warm loving smile as she looked you over. You were the vision of the perfect bride.

“You look beautiful, sweetheart. I only wish that your father could have been here for this. He would think you are the most beautiful bride in the world.”

You couldn’t agree more.

“Me too, Mum.”

You exchanged a small smile with your mother before James lightly knocked on the door and stepped inside. He gave you a smile before speaking.

“You look stunning…even though you are marrying Regulus.”

James gave you a playful smirk to let you know that this was just his humor. You turned giving your brother a frown.

“I didn’t make a fuss when you married Lily…even though she is amazing.’

James grinned, proudly.

“Yeah, she is. Not everyone can marry someone so amazing. Luckily, Regulus can say that too. He struck gold when he landed you.”

You sprayed a little perfume on your neck before speaking. Both Regulus and yourself were lucky. Not one of you was more “lucky” than the other. The two of you loved each other more than words could express. You knew that Regulus had your back just as you would always have his. That was the best makings for a wonderful marriage.

Euphemia looked between her children with a pleased motherly expression.

“I can only hope that the two of you will have long happy marriages as I did.”

You gave James a smile as he looked down at his watch.

“Well, time to get you married. I’m sure Regulus has been waiting for a while The man shows up everywhere freakishly early.”

You gave your brother an eye roll before taking the arm that he held out to you. Neither of you said a word when reaching the start of the aisle.

“Here’s your chance to take me up on my offer of running the hell away. I have a vault full of money that will get you anywhere that you could possibly want to be.”

You gave James a glare. Your older brother sighed before shrugging.

“Okay, okay I get it. You are going to marry the man and play house with him.”

You quietly giggled.

“Yeah, we are going to play house and make a baby.”

You couldn’t help but giggle at the grossed-out expression on James’ face.

“I did not want to think about that!”

“I mean Regulus and I have a lot of sex.”

“Y/n, you have got to stop.”

James mumbled.

“You started it.”

You replied. There was an uncomfortable silence before James spoke again.

“In all seriousness, you really do look beautiful and he’s lucky to have you.”

You squeezed James’ arm with a pleased smile.

“Thank you.”

You took another deep breath as the double doors opened. James gave you a nod before walking forward. Unlike James, you didn’t like a lot of eyes on you. Your wedding day or not, you felt the nerves begin to rise as everyone turned to look right at you.

You gave a small gracious smile before looking straight at Regulus. His mouth dropped momentarily before turning into an instant smile the moment that he saw you. You didn’t want to forget that particular facial expression from Regulus for as long as you lived.

James squeezed your hand.

“That look tells me all that I need to know.”

James whispered. He was pleased that Regulus looked like the happiest man on the planet. James was afraid that Regulus would look at you with that bored expression that he wore 95% of the time. The last thing that James wanted was for you to be sad on your wedding day. Thankfully, James clearly didn’t have to worry.

At the end of the aisle, Regulus stepped forward to eagerly take you from your brother. James gave him a look that said “You fuck this up, I’ll fuck you up.” Regulus really couldn’t blame James for being a protective brother. He would most likely feel the same if the roles were reversed.

Holding out his hand, Regulus smiled when you didn’t hesitate to grab onto him. You gave him a sweet smile before stepping closer.

“You look beautiful!”

Regulus said in a soft whisper. You squeezed his hand wanting nothing more than to wrap your arms around his neck and know that he was yours forever.

“Have you seen how great you look?”

You replied, earning a smirk from Regulus. As the minister started talking, you found yourself glancing back to Regulus. You couldn’t help but be proud of him. Not only did you have the best-looking groom on the planet but he was everything that you could have wanted.

This has been a long time coming…

You thought with a smile. Of all of the negativity that the two of you had been through over the years…it was all worth it. The two of you were soon-to-be man and wife. Nothing would disturb that. There was no longer a war to worry about, the worries of death, nothing…just happiness.

“Kiss you bride.”

The three words that you wanted to hear the most were finally uttered. Regulus turned to look at you once more with a smug little smile before leaning forward. You waited all of two seconds before eagerly stepping forward as Regulus’ mouth met yours. The kiss was soft, everything that the first kiss of a husband and wife should be.

Regulus was the first to pull away. He leaned his forehead against yours to savor the moment.

“Forever.”

He murmured before going back in for another kiss. You placed a hand on his cheek before nuzzling your nose against his.

“Forever and ever.”

_______

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[impishtubist]

happy birthday, aqua-myosotis <3

For @aqua-myosotis on your birthday. I hope you have the best day!

---

In the days leading up to the full moon, Remus can generously be called cranky. Privately, James thinks that Moony the wolf is less volatile than Remus in human form right before the moon.

In the days after, though, Remus is a delight. He spends at least twenty-four hours moon drunk. The comedown from the moon is like a high for him, and taking care of him is always an adventure.

Today, though, Sirius gets called into work the afternoon after the full, so Remus duty falls to James alone. Remus convinces him that they must grab dinner in Muggle London, and then they’ll do some shopping while they wait for Sirius to get home. James is only too happy to agree. He loves spending money on Remus. It’s one of his favorite things. 

The owner of Remus’s favorite record store doesn’t bat an eye at Remus’s behavior, probably because Remus has actually been high in his shop on multiple occasions over the years. It doesn’t go over as well at Remus’s favorite bookshop, because he keeps dramatically reading passages from various erotica novels out loud until James, quaking with silent laughter, has to usher him out of the shop. 

James had been hoping that most of Remus’s moon drunk state would pass by dinnertime, but it shows no sign of abating. They’re on their way to the restaurant when Remus suddenly disappears from James’s side, and by the time James realizes what’s happening, Remus is already halfway across the street. 

“Rem!” James calls, running after him and casting a few discreet spells to make some cars stop in their tracks. “Hey, you can’t just do that.” 

“But James, look.” Remus has his nose pressed to the glass of a shop window. “It’s Padfoot.”

James chokes on a laugh when he spots the black puppy sleeping in a pile with its siblings. “Er, he’s a little small to be Padfoot, love.”

“Oh!” Remus says, ignoring him. “There’s another one. Hi, Paddy! Hi! Jamie, we have to go say hi to Padfoot.”

In all, there are four all-black puppies in the pet shop. Remus grabs James’s hand and drags him around the store to visit each one, and then he turns pleading eyes on James.

“Oh, no,” James mutters.

---

It probably would have been fine if it had stopped there, James reasons. What are four puppies, anyway? They already live with one Padfoot, who’s at least eight times bigger than one of the puppies. Four puppies is nothing! 

But then Remus drags James across town to visit another pet shop, and then to a third one, and then they stop by a shelter on their way back home. 

It’s at that point that James admits that maybe he should have put his foot down. 

But how is he supposed to resist those pleading eyes? Merlin, Remus is going to be the death of him.

“Hi, Padfoot, you’re so handsome,” Remus coos. He’s laying on their kitchen floor, and all of the puppies are climbing on him, all clamoring for attention. All fourteen of them. “Oh, yes, you are too. And you! Such pretty boys, yes you are. So many pretty Padfoots.” 

---

Sirius is too tired to dig for his key, so he unlocks their front door wandlessly and steps into the house with a sigh of relief. Merlin, what a day.

He’s only just shrugged out of his jacket when there’s a commotion from the kitchen, and the sound of many nails scampering across hardwood flooring. He turns around, and is instantly besieged by a dozen puppies.

Puppies?

Twelve--no, fourteen--black puppies are yipping at his feet, putting their little paws on his legs and wiggling their adorable little butts. 

“Hey, Pads.” James comes out of the kitchen looking sheepish. Remus is hanging on his arm, a dopey smile on his face. “Welcome home.”

“Padfoot!” Remus exclaims. “Look! I got you Padfoots!”

“You got me…me,” Sirius says.

Remus comes up to him and kisses his cheek. “‘Cause I love you a lot.”

“I love you, too, babe.” Sirius wraps him in a hug, glaring at James over Remus’s shoulder. “But we’re never leaving you alone with Prongs again.” 

James pouts. “It’s not my fault! He did the thing with his eyes.” 

Sirius kisses the side of Remus’s head. “You’ve got Jamie wrapped around your finger, don’t you?”

“Yep,” Remus says, popping the p. Sirius feels his forehead. The post-moon fever has finally broken, thank goodness. A good night’s sleep, and Remus will be back to normal in the morning. 

“Come on, you.” Sirius wraps an arm around his waist and steers him toward the stairs. “Let’s get you to bed.” 

The puppies pile into the bed, too. There’s no room leftover for James or Sirius. 

“Er,” James says, “there’s Harry’s bed? He’s not going to need it until the summer.” 

But Harry’s bed barely fits James, let alone the two of them, and Sirius ends up having to drape himself basically on top of his husband to stay on the bed. 

“From now on,” he whispers, “I’m on Remus duty.”

[brandileigh2003]

Jumping in your ask box!

New game: tell me your current favorite fic of yours, and why you love it so much.

Bonus fake internet points that aren't worth anything if you drop this in other people's inboxes too.

Oh Merlin. Asking the difficult questions.

Ok, I went to my list to reread and put the top few that I've read lately:

-an endless sky of honey by @colgatebluemintygel and art by pjxckson

check out the artwork for this, even if you can't currently read it. So stunning

Ok-- so I've never really gotten into mythology much but it's totally accessible to everyone. Great descriptions and such as well

-Puppy Magic by DemonBanisher, thefifthmarauder17 this is modern magical and recd by wifey (I think all of these were actually) but we adore a good raising teddy (and/or harry)

-I didn’t sign up for this by Moonystoastandmarsbars this is raising teddy and has deaf rep. If you know me? Not much more need to be said.

**edited to add-- I misread the question and want to be clear, these aren't my fics. I just read the question as current favorites overall**

[adhd-merlin]

Merlin S1 rewatch: episode 5

here we go! again!!

today we are watching the Lancelot episode. just a few random comments because. I am so very sleepy and I deleted the first draft by accident.

A nice little episode all in all. Nice set up for an incredibly sexy recurring character. Some nice foreshadowing. What's not to like?

• I like how this episode opens. Merlin picking mushrooms, looking so baby. Eyes full of awe and wonder. Looking like... like he's never seen a mushroom in his life, in fact. Anyway, something very cottagecore about this. Fairy vibes.

• Also he's scarfless? For much (most?) of the episode? It looks like early in the series they weren’t so obsessively attached to Merlin’s neckerchief as part of his character design

• I love how Merlin doesn’t even try to use magic against the Griffin. He just falls on his back, shuts his eyes and goes, “Welp, guess I'll die”

• HOW DID MERLIN CARRY LANCELOT BACK TO CAMELOT

• “Ever since I was a child I've dreamed of coming here. It's my life's ambition to join the knights of Camelot.” -> Guy who's spent his whole life dreaming about becoming a knight of Camelot doesn’t know the first thing about the job requirements

• (No but really, the funniest thing about this episode for me is Lancelot’s utter shock at finding out only noblemen can be knights. That's, like. The first thing about the knights of Camelot, it seems like. You’d think he would have done some basic research beforehand. But that's also how I apply to jobs so I won't make fun of him too much)

• Merlin is such a hype man, “LANCELOT THEY'RE GOING TO LOVE YOU!!” This is literally what he says! He’s adorable.

• Merlin's acting like a kid who's found a stray puppy on the side of the road and is trying to convince his dad to keep him. “He’s great, you’ll love him, I promise. He won’t be any trouble I’ll walk him every day”

• MERLIN: “He's saved my life” / ARTHUR: “That's blown it for starters” -> ARTHUR IS FUNNY. I just feel the need to point out that Arthur is funny, actually. Especially when he’s being a cunt.

• MERLIN: “You're not a nobleman by any chance, are you?” / LANCE: “haha, good lord, no” -> someone didn’t read the job description 👀

• The way Gaius pointedly glares at Merlin after telling Lancelot he’s sorry he can’t be a knight… Like, he knows his son might be tempted to do something stupid about it (commit crime)

• I did not remember Lancelot’s tragic Origin Story!

When I was a boy, my village was attacked by raiders from the northern plains. They were slaughtered where they stood, my father, my mother. Everyone. I alone escaped. I vowed that day that never again would I be helpless in the face of tyranny. I made sword craft my life. Every waking hour since that day, I devoted to the art of combat, and when I was ready, I set forth for Camelot.

"Every waking hour since that day, I devoted to the art of combat" -> Yeah that sounds like a sane and healthy way of dealing with the trauma of losing both your parents and your entire village in one go, well done my boy

• Merlin looks SO proud of his little fraud scheme! BE GAY DO CRIME

• Seriously he is such an instigator! He says, “DAMN THE RULES, THE RULES ARE WRONG”! But he can see Lancelot’s obvious reluctance so he’s like, “We're not breaking the rules, we're bending them” HE’S SO SNEAKY I LOVE HIM

• This is such a basic narrative trope (if it even is a trope) but I love first meetings of characters who are going to become famously important to one another. I'm talking, like, Holmes and Dr. Watson. Or yes, Merlin and future King Arthur. There’s just something about it that I find delightful. "They don’t even know!! They have no idea. But I do!" This is about Gwen and Lancelot.

• Such a cute Meet Cute™. I love the way it plays with what we know is going to happen. Even if we don’t exactly know how it's going to happen in the series, Guinevere and Lancelot’s romance is the stuff of legends. I love their obvious and immediate mutual attraction. The slight awkwardness. The foreshadowing! “I'm not a knight yet, my lady” / “And I’m not a lady.” NO YET, BUT YOU WILL BE!! AAAAAH

• I didn’t pay much attention to it the first time I watched this episode but Lancelot speaks in such a formal, lofty way compared to everyone else. He literally sounds like he walked out of a book of chivalric romance. "I faced it myself, Sire. Some days past. I struck it full square. I wondered how it endured"; "Arthur stands in mortal peril", like WHO TALKS LIKE THIS. BE NORMAL. But it never crosses the line into being obnoxious, and I love how his character is defined through his speech as well as by his behaviour. Well done, writers.

• LANCELOT: "Are you two...you know" -> Lancelot wastes no time in checking if Gwen is on the market. GOOD FOR HIM. (I like how Merlin finds the idea of dating Gwen literally laughable. Bit harsh, that).

• “She seems lovely. Guinevere.” / “Oh, yeah. Yeah, she is. And the best seamstress in Camelot, I promise” -> MERLIN THIS MAN DOES NOT CARES ABOUT GWEN'S SKILL AS A SEAMSTRESS OPEN YOUR EYES YOU SILLY CHILD

• (But no, to be fair to him, he did notice)

• Arthur just... just BITCH-SLAPPING Lancelot out of the blue is actually hilarious. He's a comedian and he doesn't even know it.

• Merlin still acts like a bit of a teenager with Gaius in this ep. When Gaius discovers his forgery of the seal of nobility, Merlin tells him, “if you wanna punish me for it, go ahead” and then walks off! I’m sorry, this is a teenager acting out against his dad.

• Merlin does seem to be still testing boundaries with Gaius, but in a way that's an obvious request for reassurance, too – later in the episode he asks him: “Do you even care what happens to me?” (!!) And back in episode 1x02, when Gaius said, "What do I do if you get caught?", Merlin asked: "what would you do?" Insecure teen behaviour. Please Gaius just tell him you love him!! (He does tell him here, thank God).

• The broomstick fight scene. Much has been said about it already. The rituals are, indeed, intricate. Something so homoerotic about Arthur’s attempts to poke Lancelot in the chest with his stick. What I want to know is – did they know? Did they know when they were filming it that it would look like this. Like, was it deliberate

• @sapphickittykatherine it’s not much but there are some hints of Morlance in this ep. During Lancelot’s knighting scene, Morgana looks at him with obvious interest and asks “Who is this man?” And also later at his celebration (I’ll get to it).

The celebration scene! I love it! I’m gonna break it down into parts:

• “You played God, Merlin" -> I like this line. I think Gaius put his finger on an important character trait of Merlin’s here. He always means well, but he can be manipulative and controlling. Not so much here, perhaps, but it does emerge more in later eps.

• Not Arthur looking at Morgana with incestuous intent 💀💀💀

• “Tell me, do you think her...beautiful?” / “Yes, Sire. I do.” -> Another favourite trope of mine – two characters talking to each other but having two entirely different conversations. A bit like that cursed scene in the Disir, and with Arthur just as much oblivious (actually, could someone tell the poor guy what's going on. just once)

• Meanwhile, Morgana’s making sexy eyes at Lancelot while biting into a… cherry? I can’t tell. Some kind of sexually-connoted fruit, that’s for sure. I love how she also looks murderous while doing it. Praying mantis energy.

• Merlin and Gwen’s conversation is so cute. I’ve said it before but it’s giving girlie-and-her-gay-best-friend vibes. Look at them! They are a woman and her gay friend sitting in a bar, exchanging notes about the men around them. Over drinks. The way Merlin encourages Gwen to commit mischief too! “OH YOU ARE NO FUN GWEN. COME ON, JUST PLAY ALONG. WHO WOULD YOU RATHER F—”

• Arthur or Lancelot? I think I know what Merlin’s answer would be. At least at this point in the series. (Hint: it's not Arthur).

• “I think our Sir Lancelot might have eyes for you, Gwen” -> Merlin playing matchmaker already. I love that he’s noticed, and that he’s trying to push these two together because LOVE MUST TRIUMPH. He’s such a romantic.

~ END OF THE CELEBRATION SCENE ~

• Oooh no, Lancelot’s ruse has been discovered, SIR YOU’RE UNDER ARREST

• “You are not worthy of the knighthood bestowed upon you. You never were. And you never will be” -> possibly the worst thing anyone could’ve said to Lancelot, SIR PLEASE STOP YOU’RE BREAKING HIM. CAN’T YOU SEE HE’S ABOUT TO CRY.

• All I can think about when I see gifs of Merlin talking to imprisoned Lancelot is, “it’s okay hun”

• It’s interesting to see S1 Uther so unwilling to accept that the creature they’re trying to defeat might be magic when later in the series he will relish the chance of accusing anything and anyone of being magic. ...Growth?

(The bisexuality of this scene. Off the charts.)

• It seems to me like they were setting up Lancelot to be more of an important character that he ended up being? I mean, he was important, just by virtue of being Lancelot, but he was in a grand total of 6 episodes. But, I love that we can see Arthur’s obvious attachment (for lack of a better word) to him already. A bit like with Gwen and Lancelot, it hints at what’s to come – he is destined to become Arthur’s favourite knight (I know people like to say that it's Leon, but I think it was Lance. And after Lancelot's death it was Mordred, eventually. If you must know.) I love it, foreshadowing. You can feel the future hanging heavy in the air.

• I didn’t remember that Gwen and Lancelot met again and she begged him not to go and I think they should have kissed here

• It’s so funny that while Merlin’s trying to master the spell to defeat the Griffin, Gaius goes, “Don't worry Merlin, we have plenty of time” GAIUS NO YOU LITERALLY HAVE LESS THAN 2 HOURS

• Actually this is a thing Gaius does a lot, telling Merlin he can make it when the chances of success are pretty slim, which on one hand is very sweet, like I get it he's being a supportive dad, but on the other hand it's also... setting Merlin up to be HUGELY DISAPPOINTED if he fails? I don't know, just something I've noticed in other eps.

• The scene of Lancelot killing the Griffin is actually pretty cool? I like the glowing blue spear (how did Merlin think Lancelot wasn’t going to notice) and THE SOUNDTRACK!!

• Merlin's PURE JOY after Lancelot's killed the Griffin is SO adorable, you just feel so happy for him. YES BABY YOU DID IT!!

• I love the parallel “You did it!” scenes with Arthur & Lancelot, Gaius & Merlin, and Arthur & Uther. Very nice, big fan of symmetry

• Gaius’s pride when Merlin comes back victorious is so heartwarming. I’ve said it before but I'll repeat it, Merlin and Gaius’s relationship is possibly my favourite in the show. I think Gaius doesn’t get enough credit for being Merlin’s main source of love and hugs during his Camelot years.

• “The Code bends for no man” / “Then THE CODE IS WRONG!” (!!) -> SAY IT LOUDER MY MAN!! S1 Arthur is so vocal with his father about what he believes is right and wrong, we love to see it

• Lancelot saying he must prove himself worthy of being a knight – of course, he might have been holding the spear that killed the Griffin but he wasn’t the one who actually defeated it, and this will not do. He must now abandon his life-long dream of being a knight and go fight strangers in a cage for money. It’s the only logical next step.

• LANCE I LOVE YOU BUT WHY ARE YOU LIKE THIS

THE END!!

next episode is... one no one really cares about, but I really really liked it the first time I watched it so. hopefully it will live up to what I remember :3

[earth2pearl]

Can I have a jegulus fic where they pretend to date so James can make Lily jealous, but then he realizes he’s in love with Regulus but Regulus doesn’t believe him and yeah a lot of angst with a happy ending?

That was a lot and I’m sorry. But please and thank you bestie!! 🫶🏼

Fake Dating

Chapter 1 — Bad Ideas

Regulus enjoyed admiring James the same way a person marvels at the stars. He watches from a distance, knowing if he got too close he would only get burned. Today was no different. Regulus sat in the back corner of the library, intending to study but losing focus when he noticed the messy-haired boy sitting with his friends. Regulus stared longingly, a spark of jealousy for his brother balling inside him, leaving a sour taste in his mouth. It wasn’t fair. Sirius got to get as close as he wanted, immune from James’ burning aura. Regulus desperately wished he could approach him and open the floodgates of his feelings. But Regulus knew James could never like someone like him and decided it was pointless to stay in the library when he had schoolwork he desperately needed to get done. He settled on packing his bag and leaving, refusing to give the man he desperately wanted another glance.

—

James adored the red-headed girl he shared many classes with. She was lovely to be around, had a witty personality, and was selflessness down to her core. James enjoyed her company; plus, his parents would adore her as well. She was sweet when she wanted to be, but also had a bite. James supposed this was what love felt like.

There was only one slight issue: Lily didn’t seem to reciprocate James’ feelings. Not that James would ever force someone into a relationship, that would be awful, but he believed people occasionally need a little nudge.

James had tried many ways to nudge the girl and was quickly running out of ideas. He was brainstorming a new way to ask out Evans when Sirius spoke up interrupting his thoughts.

“Did you hear my darling baby brother is crushing on someone?”

James looked at him quizzically, not sure where this was coming from.

“Since when do you keep up with Regulus?” he asked curiously.

“Doesn’t matter. He’s apparently after his best friend Barty, but that man is so far up Evan’s ass I’m surprised they aren’t a thing yet,” Sirius replied with a grimace.

“Sirius, I’m sure others think the same about you when you’re with Remus,” Peter chimed in, causing the boy Sirius had his head leaned on to snort.

“But Petey dear, I am dating Remus. I get to follow him like a lost puppy,” Sirius declared, throwing in a wink “Anyways, I just thought it was quite funny. He would be the one to fall in love with someone he can’t have.”

—

James was running out of options and fast. He needed to get Evans to like him before the end of the term. It was already 6th year, and she wasn’t budging. James was so deep in thought he didn’t see the boy in front of him, knocking the books right out of his hands, the impact ripping him from the little world in his head.

“I am so sorry I wasn’t paying attention this is all my fault,” James rambled, not looking at the person he ran into, instead bending to gather the things he caused to clatter to the floor.

“You should walk with your eyes open Potter,” Regulus snapped, his usual venom faltering.

“I’m sorry baby Black,” James joked with a smile, handing the items to him.

He was going to walk away but realized Regulus' face had tinted a shade of pink. He blinked a few times, convinced he was imagining things.

“Great, well, I’ll be going.”

Regulus pushed passed James, and the taller man watched as he made his way down the hall and around the corner. James was trying to process what just happened when he got a brilliant idea.

—

Regulus had thrown himself onto his bed, staring straight up at the ceiling. His heart was beating out of his chest, and he thanked Merlin he had finished his classes for the day. Running into James was a terrible accident, and Regulus wonders if the universe thought it was funny. One second he’s daydreaming about the other man and the next he’s helplessly watching him gather the belongings he knocked out of his arms. And to ice the cake, he had called him baby. Well, ‘baby black,’ but the second word was irrelevant.

James had gotten too close for comfort, and Regulus did not appreciate the lasting burn it left on his body. Usually, he could control his emotions; he had a lot of practice. But when it came to the tall, messy-haired boy Regulus lost his grip. He couldn’t tell if he loved or loathed it.

Once Regulus’ heart began to beat at a normal pace again, the boy gathered his things and headed to the library. His potions essay would not wait for him to get over his crush on a boy he couldn’t have.

—

James paced up and down his dorm, waiting for his friends to return from their last lesson of the day. Soon the barking laugh of Sirius could be heard ascending the stairs and James took a deep breath. A vital part of this plan included the approval of the raven-haired boy.

“Prongs! What are you doing here instead of the pitch?”

“I have an idea, but I need your approval before I go ahead with the idea,” James explained, running a hand through his hair and fidgeting with the hem of his shirt.

Sirius narrowed his eyes at the other boy, instinctively moving towards Remus who had accompanied him to the dorms.

“And why do you need my approval?” he questioned with a suspicious frown.

“It involves your younger brother.”

A pause in the conversation turned into a long silence, the older Black brother’s face holding a look James rarely saw anymore. He began to fidget even more, scared Sirius would never speak to him again.

“And how exactly does it include him?”

“You won’t like that either.”

“Spill.”

“So, you know how I really, really want Evans to reciprocate my feelings for her? Well, I thought, y’know, since Regulus also seemed to be struggling with getting Barty to like him, we could maybe help each other out?”

“And how exactly could you two do that?” Sirius questioned, anger slipping from his words and replaced with curiosity.

“Wecouldfakedate”

“Prongs I’m going to need you to tell me in English.”

“Regulus and I could pretend to date each other. I’d make Lily jealous and Regulus would make Barty Jealous. It would be perfect.”

Sirius stared at James for a while, his face blank. Slowly a sardonic smile spread across his face, and a barking laugh tumbled out of his mouth.

“I approve, only because he’d never agree to it,” he smugly replied.

James deflated. “You really think so?”

“I know so.”

“Sirius-“ Remus interjected, flashing James an apologetic look.

“What? It’s Regulus. He’d never agree to this. Plus, what would my parents say?”

“Sirius…. Regulus doesn’t live with them anymore.”

Both James and Sirius’ heads snapped to look at the amber-eyed boy in disbelief.

“What do you mean Rem?” Sirius mumbled.

“He’s been living with the Rosiers Darling. He left at the end of last year.”

“How the fuck do you know this?”

“Sometimes we have prefect rounds together love. We don’t usually talk but one night he just spilled everything. I thought you knew.”

Sirius looked at the other man, an expression of hurt painting his face before quickly flashing away.

“Oh,” is all he said, leaning his face into the other man’s chest. Remus wrapped his arms around him, whispering an apology to James. James stood there awkwardly, not sure what to do with himself.

“James?” came a muffled voice.

“Yeah, Pads?”

“Just don’t hurt him, yeah?”

“I wouldn’t dream of it.”

—

Regulus was in his usual corner, mind lost in the text his eyes scanned. He was so focused he didn’t notice the man that plagued his every moment standing across the table from where he sat.

“Regulus?” he heard, snapping his head up at the familiar voice.

“James?” he responded, completely caught off guard.

“Can we talk? I think I know a way we can help each other out.”

What?

“Potter I highly doubt you could be of any help to me,” he seethed, hoping he would get the hint and go away.

Regulus scoffed when he instead plopped down in the seat he was standing by.

“I heard about your crush on Barty. And I think just about everyone knows I have my eyes on Lily. So-“

“Who told you that?”

“What?”

Regulus had to fight desperately to hold in a laugh.

“That I have a thing for Barty?”

“Oh um, I’m not sure. I'm guessing you don’t then?” James responded, a slight frown painting his face.

Before Regulus could stop himself he spilled the first thing he could think of that would make the other man‘s smile return.

“No, I do,” he blurted with a grimace. “I just need to know who to silence is all.”

James’ bright, sunny smile came back, Regulus feeling it burn into his memory. He loved that smile, and to have it directed at him made him feel lightheaded.

“Perfect. I have a proposition.”

“I’m surprised you know that word.”

“Oh, ha ha. Would you like to hear it or not?”

“Against my better judgment, yes.”

“We could pretend to date to make them jealous.”

It took everything in Regulus not to pull a face, keeping his calm, nonchalant demeanor intact.

Did I hear that right? I’ve lost it. I’ve finally lost my sanity. I’ve gone crazy. There is no way James just asked me to pretend to date him. Am I just a pawn to him? No, he thinks he’s also helping me. It wouldn’t hurt to say yes, would it? I mean… if it’s my only chance to ever experience his burn and not feel the pain, why shouldn’t I take it? This is going to hurt. Fuck it, I’ll deal with that later.

“Okay,” he replied, leaning back into his chair.

“Okay?”

“We can pretend to date.”

James beamed brightly, and Regulus realized just how screwed he was.

—

Chapter 2

I hope you like it so far! Thank you for reading!!

[gaiussaidno]

merlin/gwaine comic is done nearly 17 hrs later. 🥲 rambling under the cut!

i promised to myself that this year, i would draw more! the yearly otp prompt list motivated me bc all i had to do was choose one thing per month, which is doable without too much pressure for me. i decided i would do "whenever i look at you" from january's list. i really love merlin and gwaine and i feel like these two have Palpable chemistry. i rewatched merlin bbc in december and i forgot how serious and stoic merlin could be. but gwaine always seems to bring lightheartedness to his scenes and makes everyone smile or laugh, even if he's the butt of the joke sometimes. these two balance each other out really well! merlin can also be really mischievous and silly sometimes too, so when he gets paired with gwaine, they're just CHAOS. xD anyway, i ship merlin with everyone in the show, but i think that he and gwaine have such a satisfying dynamic for me personally; they're very fun and sweet!

but yes! this took 16 hrs and 40 something minutes. i feel like it's probably one of the longest pieces i've spent time on. i certainly didnt think i would be taking this long for one comic page. xD sorry if it's a little "graphic design is my passion", i struggle with colors and composition. anyway, i did way more research on flowers than i expected for this lol. i chose lavender roses for ''love at first sight", white camellias for "i adore you", and pink honeysuckles for "playfulness and romance". i have been reading a lot of lovely gwaine/merlin fics before and during the time i drew this. xD things i'm really proud about this piece are merlin's eyes in the first panel, gwaine's hair, and mordred. xDDD (it's puppy ears on mordred's head bc i didnt remember how much he was like a stray puppy at first).

i listened to a LOT of songs while doing this (i think i would've gone mad if i didn't lol), but the two that i was like 'HELLL YEAHHHHH' for this ship were:

"Flying" by Last Dinosaurs. and "Me & You" by HONNE. ;3

**initial sketch of this comic page is posted: HERE

[roalinda]

A small something for #prongsfoot wednesday. My HCs in this are: 1. James is not fond of animals minus padfoot but that doesn't count. 2. He has one hell of a sweet tooth.

🌷 Home sweet Home 🌷

"No." 

James' voice was hard and serious or so he hoped. He'd never been good at saying no and it didn't make it any better that what he currently was refusing was a gift from his friends who were visiting his new flat for the first time. Well, their new flat and friends with Sirius into account.  

"I do remember knowing a frustrating toerag but I don't remember knowing a rude one who rejects housewarming gifts. What's wrong with you, Potter?" Lily frowned, blunt and cutting as always, like a mother scolding her toddler for not eating his vegetable porridge.

"Rude toerag…wait what…" James choked on his coffee and clumsily put his mug away before any real damage was done. He was in no mood to scrub the coffee off the parquet if the mug fell, Merlin forbid. There was enough disaster to face already. 

Remus bit the inside of his cheek to refrain himself from laughing out loud. Poor James was looking miserable, there was no need to fuel the fire by laughing at him. Sadly, it seemed that Lily didn't agree because she continued her heated glare which in all honesty could burn one alive if it was concrete.

"If it helps, the treacle tart we brought is specially for you." Remus smiled pleasantly, pushing a small package towards James.

James smiled back, just as pleasantly or so he tried. "Thank you. It is very much appreciated." He loved treacle tart.

"But the answer to that…" He glared at a small basket, adorned with a fancy pink ribbon on the table. "...is still no."

"Potter, don't be selfish. You get the treacle tart and Black gets this." 

"I'm not selfish! Why are you on Sirius' side anyway?! You always hated him, didn't you?" Pouted James petulantly and crossed his arms. "There are enough of these at my parents' manor. I'm not letting another in my private sacred space." 

"It's not only your private sacred space, James. It's Sirius' as well." Remus pointed out and James glared daggers at him. Lily pursed her lips and was about to add something sarcastic when the floo roared and Sirius stepped into the living room, surprised but genuinely happy to see the guests. 

"Hi flower. Hi moony." He greeted in good humour. "Visiting our humble new home?" He offered a lopsided grin before crossing the room with long strides.

"Hey love." He gave James a peck, then raised his eyebrows at him who had his arms crossed moodily. "Are you ok?"

James sighed before pulling Sirius close once again by his collar to kiss him, this time longer and sweeter. "That depends." 

"On?" Sirius cupped his cheek softly and James sighed contentedly. 

Remus coughed and Lily rolled her eyes. "Gods you two are nauseatingly in love and its sickeningly sweet." 

"Don't talk like we are your St. Mungo's patients, Healer Evans." James glared at her and Sirius laughed. "So, what has gotten you so riled up,Jamie?" 

"That." 

He pointed at the basket and before he could rant on about it, a soft mew was heard and a small head peeked out, big teal eyes looking around curiously, ears twitching at the foreign sounds.

"Is…is that a kitten?" Sirius' eyes lightened up, letting James go instantly and rushing to the adorable creature. At that moment James knew he had lost the game and worse, from now on he had to fight for Sirius' attention which was already stolen by that admittedly cute thing. 

"Do you like her? You like animals, don't you?" Lily smiled sweetly as the kitten struggled her way out of the basket and jumped on Sirius' lap. 

"Look at her. She knows her dad already." Lily's sweet smile turned devilish as she winked at James who just rolled his eyes. 

Sirius cooed the kitten, stroking her with gentle hands, nuzzling into her furr softly. 

"Can we keep her Jamie?" He turned to James, offering his best puppy eyes, ready to burst in crocodile tears if the situation called for it and James was instantly sold. 

"Of course, sweetheart. Whatever that makes you happy." He replied, making Sirius' face to light up with a cheshire cat grin of victory while Lily and Remus couldn't help but to be amused by the way that James was absolutely smitten.

James Potter was not good at saying no to people but when it came to Sirius Black, he couldn't say no at all.

[prongsfootandco]

Rating: T Pairing: James/Sirius Summary: James wakes up in the hospital after an accident and can't stop flirting with a very handsome stranger

Sirius knew he should be worried. They were in St. Mungos for Merlin’s sake. That was never a good sign, and yet there he was barely able to stop himself from laughing as his husband was laying on the bed just minutes after waking up from a healing coma. The healers had been spectacular after Sirius had carried a barely alive James into the hospital after a particularly nasty run in with Death Eaters. There had been more blood on Sirius’ shirt than should have been possible, and James had been ghostly pale. For one horrifying moment, Sirius had thought it was too late. 

But the healers had whisked James away, levitating him straight into a private room. The door had been locked, and Sirius had been left pacing the halls for hours until finally one healer announced that his husband was asleep but stable… for now. 

That had been two days ago. Sirius was now sporting one of James’ old jumpers, thanks to one Lily Evans who had physically dragged Sirius back to Potter Manor for a shower and a change of clothes. But most importantly, whatever potions James had been given for the pain had sent his husband a little loopy. 

James seemed to have forgotten who Sirius was and the fact they were married. Really it shouldn’t be funny, and if it had been anyone else then Sirius probably would have been utterly devastated, but James was just being so darn cute, it was impossible not to laugh. 

“Hey, gorgeous,” James slurred for not the first time. “Look I’m sure your husband is very pretty, but I’m prettier. Come on, what do you say Mr. Prettiest?”

“I’m afraid I’m stupidly in love with my husband, James. Nothing you can say will change my mind,” Sirius said as seriously as he could, but it was a struggle. 

“Aww, but you’re so hot! Ten out of ten, no! Fourteen out of ten… no.. wait. What’s a bigger number than fourteen?”

Merlin, he was so dumb. Why was Sirius attracted to him?

“Fifteen?”

James beamed and tried to throw his hands in the air, but the magical charms kept him pinned safely on the mattress after he’d tried to get up twice already. “You are fifteen out of ten! I would absolutely snog the pants off of you, I bet your husband can’t do that!”

Now, Sirius would like to say that James had been more suave when he’d first asked Sirius out on a date in their fifth year, but really it had been rather similar. James Potter had absolutely no game, and yet Sirius had still agreed to marry the man. It wasn’t the smartest decision he’d made, but it was definitely the best. 

“Actually, my husband can do that. He’s very talented with his mouth.” And just like that James froze, all thoughts gone from his head by the looks of it. His jaw dropped and his eyes glazed over. 

Some things really don’t change in the slightest, memory or no memory.

“But I’m very talented with my mouth too! Gimme like… ten minutes to prove it. Best cock sucker in England!”

Just like that, Sirius’ carefully constructed mask broke and he burst out laughing. Only James would try to best himself in a blow job contest in order to secure a date with Sirius. It was unfairly adorable, and Sirius was never going to let him live it down. 

“Do you want to know a secret, darling?”

“You called me darling!” James exclaimed, looking unreasonably happy by this new development so Sirius took it as a ‘yes he did want to know a secret’. 

“ You are my husband.”

“No!” James gasped, giggling uncontrollably. “No way! You’re way too hot.”

“Yes way, James. Keep up the flattery. It will get you everywhere.”

James smirked and cocked his head, attempting his signature smoulder if Sirius wasn’t mistaken, but in reality he just looked like an adorable puppy. “If we’re married, that means you’re stupidly in love me. You said so, no take backs!”

Taking James’ hand, Sirius nodded, giving his husband a reassuring smile. “I promised you forever, Potter. Take backs are off the menu.”

“Are blowjobs on the menu?”

“James!”

The wizard in question pouted. “What?”

“You nearly died, no sex until we get home and you can remember who we are,” Sirius said sternly. 

“But- hot!”

“No.” 

Bloody James Potter and his insatiable libido. Luckily, the amnesia was just a side effect of the painkillers, nothing permanent or concerning, still, Sirius didn’t feel like taking advantage of his horny husband when just days ago he’d been bleeding out in his arms.

“You’re mean, Sirius,” James grumbled. 

“I love you too, sweet heart.”

That was enough to have James beaming at him once more. “You love me,” he sighed dopily, looking like he’d found heaven itself. 

Merlin, Sirius really was married to a fool, but he wouldn’t have it any other way.

[adversitybloomed]

SHIPPING INFO // ANSWER THE FOLLOWING FOR YOUR MUSE(S) SO PEOPLE KNOW HOW SHIPPING WORKS ON YOUR BLOG.

WHAT IS YOUR OTP FOR YOUR CHARACTER(S) ?

so i have two exclusive ships and part of the reason is they are my top OPT which they also know ━━ @battleguqin 's Lan Sizhui is one of my top OTP right now, considering we the mun's legit talk every single day. we write together every single day ( discord is our friend when we can't do tumblr ) && our muses really enjoy each other.

another one of my OTP is is @caracarnn 's Rand Al'Thor whom i adore. We get to talk as often as we can OOC wise && when we get to write a lot of the time it is both here but mostly on discord as well, which helps us a great deal.

HOW LARGE DOES THE AGE GAP HAVE TO BE TO MAKE IT UNCOMFORTABLE ?

it really depends. if its underage stuff, i struggle with it only because i dont mind writing puppy love, but i do not want them to go full out just yet. but considering most ships i have are immortal / power based ━━ it makes it harder to say. for me its not about that, its more about how our muses feel about each other && what we the muns feel comfortable plotting && writing. does this make sense ?

HOW FAR DO STEAMY MOMENTS HAVE TO GO BEFORE THEY ARE CONSIDERED NSFW ?

Anything that means clothing is off is considered nsfw && will be tagged as such.

ARE YOU SELECTIVE WHEN SHIPPING ?

HIGHLY. i have had really bad experiences with Mulan. like bro the stories i can tell you... i have had put rules up in place in order to protect not just myself but also Mulan from that happening again. I am a chemistry based shipper. so if our muses have it ? fantastic, lets ship. if only one does, let's do the one sided thing. but if there is no chemistry it is hard to have a ship.

WHO ARE OTHER CHARACTERS YOU SHIP YOUR CHARACTER WITH ?

i answered the three big ships above. but i also have a ship going with Merlin Nuallian, which is with @fatheredlegend && @calcifydamage 's Caleb Malphas.

DOES ONE HAVE TO ASK TO SHIP WITH YOU ?

Yes. If you have a ship you want to explore with me, ask. but also be prepared for the answer of "Lets wait and see". not because I do nto want to ship, but because I have been burned badly before && Mulan is picky.

ARE YOU SHIP OBSESSED OR SHIP MORE-OR-LESS ?

I love shipping. legit love it. love all the aspects, the good && the bad. i won't lie, i will spam you with plots, i will spam with asks && images that remind you of our muses. but i also respect peoples time && will not hound for a reply && if my partner has other ships going ?? i want to read them && love on those too.

ARE YOU MULTISHIP ?

Yes. Let us spread the love !

WHAT IS YOUR FAVOURITE SHIP IN YOUR CURRENT FANDOM ?

erm. my mulan really does not fall into any fandom, so imma skip. just look at my above answer.

FINALLY, HOW DOES ONE SHIP WITH YOU ?

please just come talk to me ooc wise. let me vibe check with you. let me write with you && see how our muses get along. if we both feel something ? heck yeah let's ship. but please also understand, shipping is not my first priority. Mulan legit looks for friendships first && if she falls ? its legit news to her because she thinks she's getting sick >_<

but yeah, open communication is key to me. just come talk about it.