#merlin sleep sack

[lizbethart-blog]

Just Being There...

Wind whipped. Noise twisted around the delicate yellow house. Rising temperatures have bookended yet another unusual winter. Spring is in the offing but possibly had already arrived. A new season… The house was unusually quiet when I entered my daughter and son-in-law’s home. A busy couple of days for a young family and I was there to help. I arrived midmorning knowing they were already deep into…

[larluce]

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

Tagging @aceauthorcatqueen , @fallenxjas , @smileytrinity ,@lucifertookmyshoe , @an-entity-i-think , @thecornerofbelu , @griffonskies , @odinjm , @cinnabon-sweetroll-tiramisu , @thelady-mary , @bennedict , @nightninjaboy , @st8-of-grace , @star-rie , @error-username-not-availablea , @dogberryrowan , @jamieweasley13 Since you asked for Arthur and Merlin to still be oblivious for series 2 ;)

LINKS TO THE OTHER PARTS OF THIS AU HERE: PART 1 , PART 2 , PART 3 , PART 4 , PART 5 , PART 6 , PART 7 , PART 8 , PART 9 , PART 10 , PART 11 (You're here) , PART 12

In "The Curse of Cornelius Sigan"

Arthur: (falls of his horse)

Merlin: Arthur! (Goes to him worried)

Arthur: I’m fine (stands up)

Merlin: (checks Arthur for injuries, anxiously)

Arthur: (smiles and stops Merlin by the shoulders, gently) Merlin, I’m fine, really.

Merlin: I’m sorry. I did that girth up myself. I don’t know how-

Cedric: (appears bringing back the horse) Would you like me to fit the girth properly for you, sire.

Merlin: (Kills him with his eyes)

Arthur: (realises it was him who sabotaged Merlin the first time but decides to play along for now) Thank you.

Cedric: (makes a bow) It is an honor to be of service to the Prince.

Arthur: And not an honor everyone can have. Right, Merlin?

Merlin: (dryly) Right.

Cedric: Allow me the honor of brushing your clothes down- (is about to touch Arthur’s clothes but Merlin grabs his arm midair)

Merlin: (smiles politely, but his grip is strong) I can do that myself, you don’t have to worry.

Cedric: (pulls his arm free, taken aback, but turns to Arthur) Anything else I can do for you, sire?

Arthur: (between bewildered and pleased with Merlin’s reaction) Thank you, but my servant has everything under control.

Merlin: (brushes Arthur’s clothes and gives Cedric a very smug smile)

Cedric: (thinking) The little shit. (forces a smile). In fact, I’ve come to Camelot in search of work. It would mean everything to me to have the pleasure to work at the castle near your highness.

Merlin: (coldly, after he finishes brushing Arthur’s clothes) There is a procedure for that.

Arthur: Merlin, it’s okay. (to Cedric) What’s your name?

Cedric: (makes another bow) Cedric, your highness.

Arthur: Cedric. We’re short of a man or two in the stables. You can start there. (gets on his horse) Merlin?

Merlin: (gets on his horse too and they leave together)

Cedric: …

Cedric: The servant has his own horse?! 😨

Time skip. Later in the stables.

Arthur: (furious) You fell asleep? That’s your excuse?

Cedric: (scared) I didn’t mean to-

Arthur: To what? To lose ALL the horses?

Merlin: (enters) Sire. Don’t be too hard on him. He's just tired.

Arthur: On his first day?

Cedric: Sire, please-

Arthur: Enough! You’re fired. (leaves but shouts from outside) Merlin!

Merlin: (cheerfully) I’ll go in a moment, sire! (looks at Cedric, his face turning serious)

Cedric: I did not fall asleep.

Merlin: No, you did not (throws the cloth that had Cedric’s sleeping draught at him). Thank you for the trick though, it’s quite effective.

Cedric: (angered) You stole it from me!

Merlin: Says the thief. (shakes his head and gives him a sack with treasure of Sigan’s tomb) Here, I hope that’s enough for you.

Cedric: (confused)… what?

Merlin: You wanted jewels, gold? There they are. Now leave Camelot and don’t come back.

Cedric: You think I’m stupid? I know there’s more in that tomb!

Merlin: Don’t be greedy. I'm doing you a favor. Or you leave with your hands full or be arrested for theft. You choose.

Cedric: I can tell the Prince you stole that. You’ll lose your job.

Merlin: Go ahead. Tell him and let’s see who he believes.

Cedric: …

Merlin: That’s what I thought. (threatens) I expect you to be gone by noon. (leaves)

Time skip. Cedric in the woods alone counting his treasure, happily.

Arthur: (appears out of nowhere) Where did you get that?

Cedric: (nervous) ¡Ah! Sire, what a nice surprise… seeing you here. 😅

Arthur: (approaches threateningly, raising his sword) You stole from me.

Cedric: (steps back, hands up, frightened) No! Merlin, your servant, he-

Arthur: And now you want to blame my personal manservant.

Cedric: No! I would never! I-

Arthur: (barely contained fury) You tried to sabotage my servant and almost liberated the ghost of a dangerous sorcerer putting all Camelot at risk… (pointing the sack with treasure). Just for this?

Cedric: (on his knees, begging) I’m so sorry, your highness! Please forgive me!

Arthur: I would. But you see… (runs him through with his sword) I still need 283.

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Do you find confusing that I'm writing kind of in disorder? If you do, please let me know. Also, I'm open to ideas as always :D. Love you.

[cinnabon-sweetroll-tiramisu]

I need Merlin sleeping in random places and Arthur just knowing where his warlock is and either he picks up Merlin princess-hold style or sack-over-the-shoulder style. Bonus points if Merlin wakes up and Arthur decides to hold him teddy bear style whilst walking to his chambers so they cuddle in bed.

I need the fanart, the fanfics, the whatever I can get bish. I'm hungry for it bestie.

[pasukiyo]

Hello hello 😊 How are you doing? I love so much Your writing! ��️0❤️

Can you please do a Sebastian sallow x reader?

Sebastian and the reader would be on a mission baby sitting, there would be two children one who would be in love with the reader and who would annoy Sebastien to have only the reader for him and another who would ask Sebastien and the reader to play the princess, the reader would be asleep like the sleeping beauty and Sebastian the magnificent knight save her 😂

I'm really sorry for the spelling mistakes I'm French haha 😅

𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐲 | sebastian sallow

sebastian sallow x f!reader 2,466 words warnings: nothing but fluff summary: much to sebastian's dismay, you agree to watch the krindle children while their mother is away. while telling the old muggle fairytale of sleeping beauty, you get an idea to hopefully lift sebastian’s spirits…

 “Why would you—“ Sebastian pursed his lips together and crossed his arms over his chest, brows furrowed. “—I thought we were going to have the day all to ourselves. You came here to see me, you know.”

 She jutted out her bottom lip in a mocking way as she grasped his folded arms and rocked her body into his. “Don’t be mad?” She whimpered, making her eyes bigger, resembling more of a sad puppy. “I’ll make it up to you, I promise! But I already told Mrs Krindle we’d come.” Sebastian tore his gaze away, knowing full well he wouldn’t be able to resist when she looked at him like that. She sighed and tossed her head back in a groan, giving his arms a shake. “You know Mrs Krindle will pay us, right?”

 Sebastian stole a glance towards his lover from the sides of his eyes, lips still pressed together until they formed thin, white lines. His chest heaved when he sighed and he shook his head, throwing his hands in the air. “Merlin, why do I even bother?” He sighed. “Fine. I’ll watch the little brats with you,” he eventually agreed in a grumble, and she smiled, reaching for his hand to envelope it in hers. “Brilliant! I told her we’d be there as soon as possible!”

 Sebastian groaned as she tugged him forward, and she pursed her lips— it was just like lugging around a sack of bricks, dragging him by the hand toward the Krindle house on the far west side of Feldcroft. It was no easy task, but she eventually managed to haul the irritable boy to Mrs Krindle’s front door, and she released his hand to tap her knuckles against the rugged wood. 

 “Perseus! Do not pull on your sister’s hair!” They could hear Mrs Krindle exclaim from behind the door, and Sebastian, with his arms once again crossed, couldn’t help but roll his eyes in their sockets. 

 “He sounds delightful,” Sebastian mumbled just as Mrs Krindle swung the door open, soothing the wrinkles of her skirt down with her palms as her lips curved into a weary but friendly smile. She exclaimed the girl’s name before glancing behind her where Sebastian stood, a skeptical gleam in her eye at the infamous boy. 

 “Sebastian Sallow,” she nodded her head in greeting as she welcomed either of them into her home. “Always a pleasure to see you.”

 Sebastian snickered at the greeting— it was no secret that Mrs Krindle was not his biggest fan. “Mrs Krindle,” he bowed his head. “Tell me, how are your peonies?”

 His lover turned to narrow her eyes at him, nudging his foot with her own. “Sebastian!” She hissed in warning, turning back to Mrs Krindle to grin in hopes that she wouldn’t pay any mind to Sebastian. 

 “Hm,” Mrs Krindle glared in Sebastian’s direction before turning back to the girl, reaching for her knapsack on the dinner table. “Right, well, if all goes well, I should be home by midnight,” she sighed, glancing over at the oval-shaped mirror on the wall and running her fingers through her shoulder length brunette hair. “And I’d like for them both to be in bed by ten.”

 “Eleven!” The little girl behind Mrs Krindle’s legs exclaimed, a boy emerging from one of the rooms on the far wall to shout, “twelve!”

 “Ten!” Mrs Krindle spoke sternly this time, narrowing her eyes at either of her children before turning back to the girl standing before her. “I really do appreciate you,” she sighed, reaching for her hands and giving the back of them soft pats. “But I must get going, I’m already running terribly late!”

 They watched as the older woman turned and kneeled down to give either of her young children kisses on the crowns of their head, patting their cheeks. “Now, Cornelia, do not play in the mud please, I’ve grown very tired of scrubbing it out of your dresses. And Perseus…,” she turned to her son. “…just… don’t mess with your sister. You tease her too much.”

 The children scrunched up their faces as their mother rose from the ground, dusting off her skirt. “Thank you again,” she said to the girl. “I’ll be heading off now. I trust that they’re in good hands.” Mrs Krindle gave Sebastian a skeptical look as she passed, and they watched as she pushed the door open and when the door closed, she turned to Sebastian.

 “What did you do to her peonies?” She leaned in to whisper, and Sebastian tittered, the corner of his lips quirked in a smirk. “Wouldn’t you like to know?”

 She scowled, a remark on the tip of her tongue, just itching to be spoken until it was interrupted by a tug on her skirt and she blinked. She peered over her shoulder at the little girl, Cornelia, blood biting at her small cheeks as she ground her teeth against the nails of her middle and forefinger. 

 “Hello,” she said, kneeling down so that they could be eye level. She could hear the shuffling of Sebastian’s feet behind her. “Cornelia, is it?”

 The little girl nodded, using her hand not between her lips to swipe loose strands of her dirty blonde hair behind her ear. Her brother peeked at her from behind his sister’s shoulder, big and round green eyes boring into hers. She leaned to the side to wave at the little boy, and he turned, disappearing behind the doorway off on the far wall, most likely his room, she guessed. 

 “Um, miss?” Cornelia’s small voice was hardly audible, but nevertheless, she gave the little girl her full attention, ready to listen to whatever it was she’d say next. Sebastian shuffled his feet behind her again, undoubtedly growing more impatient as each moment skipped past. “Mother always plays hide and seek with us. Will you play?”

 A grin painted her face and she rose from her spot on the floor, nodding towards Sebastian. “Of course! Sebastian and I love playing hide and seek, especially with our friends at Hogwarts,” she chirped, giving him a sharp jab in the arm when he raised an eyebrow to his hairline. 

 “No we don—“

 “Shall we go fetch Perseus, then?” She suggested as she reached for Cornelia’s hand, narrowing her eyes over her shoulder at Sebastian as the little girl led her towards the room the boy had run off to. 

 Sebastian puffed his lips in a pout as he watched them walk away— this wasn’t how he planned for the day to go! Her time in Feldcroft was limited before she had to go home, Sebastian could practically hear the clock ticking in the back of his mind. He had her stay all planned out, plans for just the two of them, together. What more was there to want?

 The last thing he wanted was to look after the pesky Krindle children— was it so much to ask for just a little alone time with his girlfriend?

 “Perseus, that’s mine!” Cornelia shrieked once they’d entered the bedroom where Perseus sat on the small mattress tucked away in the corner, a small, leather doll with stringy blonde hair clutched in the boy’s fist. Cornelia wiggled her hand out of her grasp and lunged for her brother who held the doll high above his head, sticking his tongue out at his sister’s failed attempts to snatch the toy. 

 “Oh, this is wonderful,” Sebastian grumbled as she gestured for him to help her pry the siblings away from one another. She scowled over her shoulder as she grabbed Cornelia by the waist, tugging her back whilst Sebastian seized Perseus by the shoulders. “This is exactly how I imagined my evening going.”

 “Let go!” Perseus screamed, digging his heels into the mattress as Sebastian wrapped an arm around his chest and pressed him down while his opposite ripped the doll from the little boy’s clutches. “Hey!” 

 “Will you give it a rest, Sebastian?” Her tone clipped as she snatched the doll from Sebastian’s hand, pressing it into Cornelia’s. “Just think, come midnight, you’ll be a few sickles richer than you were before.”

 Sebastian scoffed as he shoved Perseus off of him, “sickles. You couldn’t even pay me a hundred galleons for this.”

 Once Perseus’ feet had hit the floor, he turned to scowl and stick his tongue out at Sebastian. He narrowed his eyes at the child, “yeah, not too fond of you either.”

 “How about we play a game?” She interrupted before Perseus could remark, and the children’s attention snapped to her. Sebastian gnawed at the flesh inside of his cheek, his eyes rounded and pleading, wanting nothing to do with games or children. “Cornelia suggested we play hide and seek.”

 Both of the children shared a look, suddenly seeming bored at the idea of the game their mother ‘always’ played with them. “I don’t feel like playing anymore,” Cornelia said simply, sinking down onto the small mattress on the other corner of the room, adjacent to Perseus’. She glanced down to the doll in her hands and began to work her fingers through the toy’s dirty, stringy hair. 

 “I want mum to come back home,” Perseus huffed as he plopped down on his own bed, and she made her way over to where he sat, the mattress dipping beneath her weight. “Your mum will be home come the moment you open your eyes in the morning,” she tried to reassure, but the boy turned away, playing with his fingers in his lap. 

 She rolled her bottom lip between her teeth, her mind swirling with ideas of what she could say. She turned to peer at Sebastian where he stood, leaning against the door frame with his arms crossed over his chest. She scowled— he couldn’t have been even the slightest bit interested. 

 “Well, if you don’t want to play a game…” she began, slow to speak to make leeway to think. “…then how about a story? Do you like stories?”

 Cornelia perked and blinked over at her at this idea, her fingers halting their movements, woven in her doll’s hair. “A story?” 

 Relieved she seemed to have piqued their attention, her face split into a smile, nodding. “Oh yes,” she wracked her brain for a story she could tell, “in fact, there’s a muggle fairytale I read called Sleeping Beauty. I wouldn’t guess your mother has told you about it, no?”

 Perseus and Cornelia each shared a glance, “mum hasn’t told us any stories. She’s not home a lot, and when she is, she’s tired all the time… she plays hide and seek sometimes but…” Perseus replied solemnly, and her expression softened. “Well, perhaps when she gets home, you two can tell her all about the story of Sleeping Beauty. It all starts with the newborn daughter of a king and a queen… and an evil, wicked fairy.”

 Sebastian’s eyes seemed to be just as glued to her as the children’s. Her hands were animated, flying about as she told the tale of Sleeping Beauty, and the kids hung onto every single word. Cornelia gasped at the part where the evil, wicked fairy cursed the newborn baby while Perseus’ face split into an amused grin. 

 “The princess has to sleep for how long?” Cornelia jumped, her little feet hardly making dents in the mattress. “A hundred years, weren’t you listening?” Perseus snipped, narrowing his eyes up at his sister. She giggled behind her hand as the little girl plopped back down onto the mattress, eyebrows knit. “But that’s gonna take like… forever!” 

 When she turned to glance over her shoulder, her eyes illuminated with mischief as they locked with Sebastian’s. 

 “But, one of the good fairies tried to reverse the curse the evil one had set upon the princess,” she said, rising from her seat on the mattress, and the children stared as she sauntered towards Sebastian, presenting her hand for him to take. He eyed her warily and when she hardened her gaze, he had no choice but to slip his hand in hers, her fingers encasing his in their warmth. “After a hundred years of the princess’ long, deep slumber, a king’s son may be the one to break her from her curse.”

 Cornelia’s lips fell agape in another gasp while Perseus pressed his lips together into a firm, thin line, anxious to hear more. “A prince!” Cornelia shrieked, her face aglow with zeal. “But how will he wake her up?” Perseus questioned and she beamed, turning to peer at Sebastian. 

 “When the princess pricked her finger on the spindle of a spinning wheel,” she began, outstretching her forefinger and pricking it on one of the wooden bed posts, her other hand still grasping onto Sebastian’s as she dramatically fell onto the unoccupied mattress, peeling a single eyelid open as the children giggled. Sebastian's face hardened in a glare, blood biting at his cheeks when she looked up at him. “The princess may only be awoken by a true love’s kiss.”

 Perseus scrunched his face in a grimace as Cornelia jumped back to her feet, springing up to Sebastian and slapping his arm repeatedly. She tried to suppress her laugh watching this as she closed her eyes, pretending to be in a deep slumber. 

 “You have to wake her up! You have to kiss her!” Cornelia squealed, pointing at the girl on the bed with one hand, gripping onto the sleeve of Sebastian’s shirt with the other. “Or else the princess will die!”

 Sebastian pressed his lips together, closing his eyelids to sigh. This could not be happening. What a tease. 

 His cheeks burned with scarlet as he shuffled his feet closer to the bed where she laid, and he settled himself down into the mattress beside her. His face hovered over hers, and when she felt his breath linger on her skin, she peeled an eyelid open again. Her lips curled into an amused smile. He glared down at her, his lips buzzing with how close they were to hers. 

 All of a sudden, he didn’t seem to care that there were children present. He wanted nothing more than to kiss her right now. 

 “Are you going to glare at me all day or are you going to kiss me?” She finally asked in a whisper, cocking a brow to her hairline. Sebastian rolled his eyes, “shut up,” he muttered back before his mouth was surging into hers and somewhere in the back of his mind, he could hear Cornelia’s shrieks and Perseus exclaiming, “gross!”

 When he pulled away, she finally peeled open both eyelids, her teeth unveiling from behind her lips. “My knight in shining armor,” she murmured teasingly and though still flustered, the corner of Sebastian’s lips quirked into a smirk. “How about another story?”

a/n; i don’t really like my writing here so i’m sorry if this seems super rushed 😭 i really liked this idea though, it was so cute! thank you for the request anon, i hope you enjoy it! (ps, i’m doing alright, thank you for asking!)

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[witchthewriter]

Hello! My social anxiety and anxiety in general has been really rampant recently and I hope it’s not too stressful/uncomfy to ask but I was wondering if I could get some comfort headcanons with Merlin?

I'm so sorry you're feeling that way, I'm sending you all the love and hugs and sunshine. Don't forget to move - anxiety doesn't do well when you're in the same position, so put some music on and dance it out, maybe go for a walk or even lay in the sunshine xx

𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐌𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐧

⤷ gender neutral, ambiguous race, and any size reader. Requests are open, thank you for reading!

ᴹᵃˢᵗᵉʳˡᶤˢᵗ | ᴹᵃˢᵗᵉʳˡᶤˢᵗ ᴵᴵ

𝑺𝑭𝑾🌿

・Merlin is the first to know if you're feeling down or anxious. He knows exactly how to cheer you up, what cheers you up and what doesn't.

・The very first thing he does is sneak into the kitchens and gets you a sack full of the freshly baked pastries and breads. Throws in a few fruits, and then promptly gets kicked out by chef

・After that, he quickly goes outside and gathers as many flowers as he can, and then runs inside to set everything up for you

・You both sleep and reside in Gaius' quarters, and share the same room (not the same bed however)

・While you're asleep, Merlin clears a place on the table, lights a candle in the middle and scatters the flowers around it

・Then he sets up a few plates that has the different foods, and god does he try his best to keep everything lookin' pretty. He even puts a few of the flowers on the plates.

・And then he hears you stir from your bed (even though you were sleeping in late because of all the anxious thoughts you were having throughout the night)

・And Merlin hit himself in the head as he forgot something to drink.

・So, he snuck back down to the kitchen to get the freshly squeezed orange juice, some mulled wine and of course water

・When everything was ready, he gently knocked on your door, hating that he was waking you

"Hi love, how are you feeling?"

・You rub your eyes fiercely, almost harshly and slump against the headboard. "Bloody wonderful," you said humorously but then the tears filled your eyes and you held your head in his hands.

"Oh love," Merlin cooes, swiftly walking over and gathering you in his arms. He gently rocks you back and forth, his arms gently but firmly holding you to him.

"Everything will be okay. No matter how big your mind is making things seem. You always get through the tough times. And guess what, you're never alone. You are loved, cherished and meant for more than you know."

・Then he wipes your face, brings you over to the wash basin to clean you up a bit and then opens the door to the feast he's created.

"Just for you, because you deserve everything...but this was all I could muster..."

"I love it Merlin," you whisper, looking up at the sheepish warlock.

"And I love you," he mutters, leaning down to give you a kiss.

[quasip]

Harbinger of the Apocalypse- Silas Laeratin from "One Knight Stand" by @oneknightstand-if

"Darkness cannot drive out darkness, only light can do that."

Decided to put my insane ramblings in the readmore because, man, I have some thoughts and I don't want my tags to look like a bloated monstrosity.

First of course I have to praise this wonderful work. The customization is astounding but what I really enjoyed was the flavor dialogue. Sometimes it's subtle but it flows so naturally that it really makes you feel that you have a person as an MC. The world and characters feel real and alive and like they've got their own thing going on. Also the EXTREME PARANOIA I get reading dialogue or looking at answers to asks is fun in a masochistic way. What are the lies? The truths? Who knows! All I know is I'm going to have a mental freak out by the end of it and I'll be thankful for the ride.

Anyway, back to my precious fae(ry) boy, too good for this world (maybe. Backstory still pending). Surely being a trusting bleeding heart will not backfire at all in the apocalyptic game of Amoung Us. Honestly the characters are all so good so I can only imagine that I'm going to scream no matter who ends up being the traitor (side eyes Merlin). At least he'll always have his trusty iron lamp and Audrey III! No, he isn't a masochist why do you ask?

Anyway, Silas Laeratin. Changeling. Taken from an abusive home and placed in the care of a loving if aging couple. I headcanon this is where he decided to be a paramedic, taking care of these people who loved him despite his weirdness and scars until their end. He wants to help people like he was helped. He wants to be human and if he stops helping, stops being near them maybe he'll forget what that means. Smoking and sleeping help dampen that worry. Reminds him of "home".

Also lucid dreaming because that sounds like a massively fae skill. Buzzing around dreams. Wish we could drag the others in front of Arthur in the dream for a Royal Vibe Check but alas. Hard way it is. Also poor Arthur man. Silas just wants to go into the dream so he can talk and hangout with the poor guy. Seems like he can use some company that isn't an unknowable horror.

Adrian is his gardening and fencing friend! Partners in nerdism and carnivorous plant propaganda. It's so fun teasing him. No crush but man is it enjoyable to see this man flustered. I think Silas would like to say outlandish things to get this man to smile. Also tease him with tongue twisters and riddles. I apologize for all the times he's going to have to potato sack Silas away from suicidally trying to help someone. Or sleeping with Merlin which is probably what he's going to do if offered in Chapter 3. The side eye Silas is going to get will be legendary. Sorry Adrian. Not my fault Merlin is stupid hot and also funny.

[ang3l0fde4th4ndd0gs]

Remus Lupin X Reader Microfic:

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NSFW Under The Cut

“Remus~”I moan, one hand wrapped tightly around my cock, as I buck and roll my hips. “Shit~”I gasp, slowing my pace just slightly.

I'm sure I look and sound like a teenage boy as I fuck myself stupid over just the thought of my best friend. He's called the Casanova of Gryffindor Tower for a reason, I suppose. But admittedly, I never thought the nickname would ring true for me. I never thought I would give anything just to sink my fingers into his sandy brown curls as his head bobs between my legs or that I would long for his gentle voice moaning in my ear as he strokes me through orgasm after orgasm, or that the mental image of him bending me over one of the desks in the library to pound into me as a little break from studying would be so intoxicating, or that just the idea of his hands gripping my waist as we grind on a dance floor during one of James and Sirius’ obnoxious parties would drive me so unbelievably mad. The thought is enough to make me-

The handle of the dorm room door jiggles, stopping the thought -and me- from finishing. Blushing furiously, I yank my blankets over myself, the cloth rubbing against my dick in the most teasing way possible.

“Come on, Y/N. Open the bloody door. It's past curfew, you'll get me detention.”Remus' voice calls from the common room.

“Merlin’s sake, Moons, what were you doing out this late?”

“Reading. You know that.”

I get out of bed and adjust my usual sleep shorts, praying to the Great wizards that maybe Remus won't notice the ever-so-prominent, throbbing boner that’s sitting just beneath the thin cloth. I walk over and open the door. Remus looks exhausted and Merlin's Beard, it is not helping. Though I could get lucky and his drowsy state might keep me out of an awkward conversation.

“You're blushing again.”Remus points out.

Fuck. Not lucky enough. “Just from being tired, I'm sure.”

“Yeah, right.”

He waves off any further conversation and slowly pads over to his bed, falling on it like a sack of bricks. I just stare at him for a moment, taking in the sight of him. He stares back, looking more awake now than he did a moment ago.

“Yes?”he asks, tilting his head slightly.

“Nothing. Just get some rest, yeah?”I reply, feeling a blush creep up my neck.

“What is it? I'll sleep when I'm dead. You're being secretive, it's weird.”

“You really, really don't want to know.”

“Yes, I do. You're usually an open book. But you look like you've seen a ghost. So what is it?”

I sigh in defeat, too tired and horny to keep deflecting his questions. Remus continues to watch me as I close our door and crawl into my bed. Remus gets out of bed and lays beside me. Startled, I instinctively cover my crotch with a pillow.

“I heard it all, you know.”Remus says, a wide grin spreading over his lips. “You forgot the silencing charm so I heard you moaning my name.”

My eyes go wide and I shoot up straight in bed. Remus laughs.

“Fucking hell, Remus. You couldn't have started with that?”I scold him, more embarrassed than ever.

“If I wasn't planning on giving you shit about it, I would have used an unlocking charm on the door.”

I smack him with the pillow I'd grabbed a moment ago. He bursts out in a fit of giggles.

“Damn, and I was gonna help you finish off.”he teases me.

I stop in my tracks. He sits up, a pleased smirk on his lips.

“I think about you too, you know. I'm less obvious about it but I do wonder sometimes what it'd be like to fuck you. Sometimes when I'm lying awake, it's because I can't shake the thought of what you would sound like when I was inside you.”he explains, simply and smoothly like it's casual conversation.

“Remus John Lupin, you dirty bastard.”I mutter in disbelief.

“Do you want me to finish off your little… session or not?”

“I do. More than you know.*

“Then lay down.”

I lay back against my pillows. He pushes my shorts down, my erection popping out and lightly thumping against my chest.

“Bigger than I expected.”Remus teases.

“Shut up.”

“Awe, be nice, Y/N. I'm only playing.”

He wraps his hand around my cock. The sensation is new and springs heat through my whole body. I can't stop myself from throwing my head back in pleasure and anticipation.

“Oh, good boy.”he praises as he leans down and presses the softest kiss to the tip.

“Fuck~ Please don't tease~”I half-whimper.

“Awe~ Already gonna come then~?” He continues taunting me, slowly moving his hand.

“Yes~ Godric, yes~ Moony~ Fuck~”I moan.

I swear, I must be dreaming. I must have fallen asleep or something. I try everything to wake myself up.

Remus only picks up his pace. I cry out his name once more as I climax and release thin white ropes of cum all over his hand, my chest and my stomach. The smirk he gives me is more than enough to make me hope this is real. Skillfully and seductively, my best friend licks my cum off his hands and everywhere else. I can't help but watch, my mouth wide open in shock. I'm barely breathing, I can tell, but I can't help that this man makes me so easily breathless.

“Next time you decide to wank off, at least give me a heads up. I'd gladly taste that again.”he says, winking as he fixes my shorts and lays beside me.

I just lay there, trying my damnedest to process what the hell just happened. Remus falls peacefully to sleep beside me.

[krethes]

(Continuing my efforts to break out of my writer's block...sad Remus & Lily content)

It's hard, seeing someone you love—the first person you ever loved—in pain. He wasn't used to it, not like Lily was. She saw him in misery every month, visited him in the Hospital Wing with a sack of sweets and a thermos of heavily honeyed tea for his scream-raw throat. But Lily never let her hurt show, not when Snape betrayed her confidence, not when people called her names, not when Death Eaters fired off lethal curses around her. 

But she's in his arms now, broken, sobbing. It's not quiet. It's loud and gasping and a deep, unending pain, and Remus knows it. Knows it so keenly, he can barely stand to be here with her. But he must. He will. No one can bear this alone. Remus had Sirius. Lily normally has James. But they're on a Mission, and even the news of his wife's mother dying was not reason enough for Dumbledore to bring James home early. 

What a load of shit. 

Remus has long since started to see the heartlessness behind their general. Perhaps it's necessary. Perhaps it's what they need to do to win against a ruthless, genocidal maniac. Or perhaps he's just too focused on the mechanics and not the cogs making it run. 

His shirt is soaked with salty tears, and Remus would do anything to lessen her pain. He gathers Lily closer, kisses the top of her head, her forehead, her cheeks, and briefly, chastely, her lips. She tastes like salty tears, too. It's not sexual. It's just…comfort. She sighs against his mouth and buries her face into his neck after a few seconds, crying silently now save for a hiccup or two. 

Remus rubs her back in soothing circles, though it seems pointless. He can't do anything to help. A cheering charm would only force laughter and a smile, but her heart would still be breaking behind it, a hollow, jagged mockery of the true emotion. 

"What am I supposed to do?" she whispers when the sun has gone down and the moon rises, fat and heavy in the sky. It's not full, but close, and Remus hopes Sirius will make it back before then. Make it back at all. Lily's voice is frail and torn, hoarse from her crying. Her scent is sour, misery and anguish and fear, but Remus doesn't shy away from it, overwhelming as it is. 

"I don't really have an answer for you, love," Remus admits. His mother died a few months ago and he still wakes up with wet, tear-streaked cheeks. He still thinks about visiting her in Dover, but remembers she's buried in the neighboring town as he's pulling on his coat. And his dad, well…he's fucked off to Merlin knows where. Left behind an absolute mess in the house, vanished into thin air. Maybe he's dead, like Lily's dad. Maybe he's just trying to disappear. Remus wants to, sometimes. Just get up and run and run, outrun the horrors that plague him.

They've lost so much this year. Friends, family, sleep, innocence. Remus has committed sins he can't even tell Sirius about, and the knowledge of that haunts him like a ghost. 

Lily is quiet for a long time, but Remus senses she has something she wants to say. "Your dad…" She clears her throat and looks up at Remus, her fair eyelashes clumped together, cheeks wet. "His library, he-"

"Lily." Remus cuts her off with a sharp shake of his head. "No, it's not-"

"It's not fair! I don't- I won't��I wouldn't do anything, I just… I just want to know if it's possible."

Remus sighs and rests his chin on her head. "It's possible." He'd read through everything. The loose leaves of parchment scattered around his dad's library that spoke of reanimation, resurrection. Necromancy. The theory was sound. Remus immediately checked that his mother's remains were still undisturbed after, and was relieved that his dad hadn't gone through with it. Or hadn't yet. 

"Can I just-" Lily bites her lower lip and pulls back to look up at him again. "Please? I just… to pretend. Just for a little while. That I could…that she could be here."

Remus closes his eyes, fighting the drowning pull of her grief. He's never been good at saying no to her, and has been even more rubbish at denying the allure of the darker magics. They both share that, the appreciation for the mysterious, the forbidden. Maybe it's how they were raised. Maybe it's the dark creature in Remus. Who's to say. 

"... Alright. Get your coat. I'll show you everything."

[crisalidaseason]

BBC Merlin: Drunk Arthur/sober Merlin and drunk Merlin/sober Arthur headcanons 🍻

PLS this is one of the best things someone asked me!

Drunk Arthur/ Sober Merlin

Before the drinking starts Merlin is already warning Arthur: "Don't drink too much, you're insufferable when drunk". Arthur, of course, denies being an embarrassing drunk and drinks too much anyways.

If Merlin is already overworked with sober Arthur can you imagine dealing with drunk Arthur? He is a whiny drunk for certain.

Merlin has to carry him to his chambers, but Arthur will make it difficult every step of the way! The stairs are Merlin's enemy, Arthur has quite a tendency of just throwing himself down the stairs.

Mutters something incomprehensible like "Le' go 'me, can wal' pffly fine". When Merlin actually lets him go, Arthur just falls on his butt and looks around confused.

Arthur doesn't sleep at all while drunk, which basically means Merlin will have to babysit him until morning. You can't trust Arthur Pendragon when he's drunk, he will wander around the castle and probably fall down the stairs again.

Will start babbling about how Merlin is a decent servant as if Merlin wasn't in the room. Will also talk about how much of a burden being a prince is.

Hungover Arthur is the worst. Merlin considers suffocating the future king of Camelot with a pillow on those moments.

Drunk Merlin/ Sober Arthur

Now that's uncommon. As much as Arthur likes to think Merlin is an alcoholic who constantly goes to the tavern, our magic boy only drinks casually. But one particular night he is too engaged in a celebration with the knights of the round table and ends up drinking too much.

First, he gets even more sassier when drunk. Don't try him, you'll get burned. He's throwing shade at everyone, specially Arthur.

Also, he will match energies with other annoying drunks and cause fights. That's when Lancelot and Gwaine are like "nop, time to sleep, friend"

Arthur will offer to take Merlin to his room because he is a protective himbo.

Merlin will demand to be carried like a princess (although Arthur just throws him over his shoulders like a sack of potatoes).

Merlin will also throw insults at everyone that crossed their path, poor Arthur has to smack his ass to shut him up.

Sleeps as soon as he hits the bed and will not wake up for a loooong time (Arthur will have to dress himself the next morning because that servant is not waking up).

Hungover Merlin is a bad mood Merlin. Arthur will make fun of his drunk shenanigans for weeks.

[thisisjustmefangirling]

BBC Merlin 1x02 : 

When did that show go from being called “The adventures of Merlin” to just Merlin ? I didn’t remember it was like that ! Is it a foreign thing ? Maybe the title was changed in some countries and for the BBC it’s always been just “Merlin” ?

Merlin shows he has no awareness of how to behave at court, but he is good and honest, and goes to Arthur with proof that Valiant is killing people with the magical snakes on his shield.

And I can’t believe how Arthur trusts him immediately, as soon as Merlin swears that it’s true. He trusts a servant who’s been in his employ only for a few days, maybe a couple weeks at most.

Not only he shows trust towards Merlin, but at the end he acknowledges he was wrong and unjust for sacking him.

The entire time, he didn’t doubt that Merlin was telling the truth, and that he was indeed in danger of being attacked by those snakes. He was just upset at having been made for a fool by his own father in front of the entire court.

I’m rewatching this at 29 years old now, and I’ve always known that Uther was terrible (even though when I first started the show I was like “Oh, Giles !” haha) but now I’m older I can just see how much of a shitty father he is and I know how it can fuck up a perfectly good kid. Uther’s behaviour with his son leaves its marks.

Not only did Uther side with a complete stranger against his own son but he also humiliated him and made him look like a coward, which Arthur is very much not. I cannot remember one single thing Arthur did out of cowardice. Arthur can be a prat and a bully but he’s also brave and noble.

Already in this episode, we can see he is very aware of his duty, and if dying is what is expected of him then he’ll do it. He says it himself.

I love early seasons Morgana, I don’t like how she turned evil later. I didn’t remember she already had visions in her sleep back then. She looks amazing in that blue dress, and I love that she mentions that she used to help her father with his armor. She kept a cool head during the tournament and was swift in providing Arthur with a new sword so he could defend himself. I love her.

I think they changed the set for Arthur’s room, we don’t see his bed, the door and the position of the table seems different than in later seasons...

[lesbicosmos]

bbc merlin liveblog: s1 ep7 - the gates of avalon

i forgot morganas nightmares were so significant even this early on damn

no matter who he's fighting arthurs gotta get the sword twirls in there somewhere

sophias actually so pretty tho ngl, can't say i blame arthur

"it's not that, it's just...your bench is on fire." "my bench is on fire? what- MY BENCH IS ON FIRE!" peak comedy

i wanna give morgana a hug SO badly

is it logical for morganas hair to be that perfectly splayed out around her head as she sleeps? no, not really. do i care? no because she looks fucking beautiful

the conversation is about arthur liking sophia and yet the way he and merlin look at each other says something ENTIRELY different

every merlin and uther scene is fucking gold, uthers so done with him but knows arthur cares about him too much to just sack him

sophias hair bead things r rly pretty i want them

"'SORRY'?? YOU NEARLY SHOT A CROSSBOW IN MY FACE" background arthur is hilarious

"i will find you. however long it takes." that line should NOT have been so attractive i think there's something wrong with me

rip merlin he spends half his life in the stocks

merlin spending a good minute just admiring the magic :')

the sidhe look so funky

THE FORESHADOWING OF MERLIN BEING IMMORTAL OMFG

uther laughing at arthur asking to marry sophia 😭😭

idk what the plot of the scene with uther and morgana walking down that corridor is, all im looking at is morgana

arthur genuinely seeming to break out of the enchantment with just merlin arguing...true love right there

*dramatic running montage intercut with even more dramatic elopement montage*

the shots of merlin desperately trying to find arthur in the lake have no right to be so...romantic?? like the music!!

"you managed to knock me out?" >:(

"yup! with a lump of wood!" :)

she, in fact, does have the gift.

[marune2]

Original Au idea /cry of shadow chapter 23

Min the house go’s Heinrich Mephisto and rin together in fight position

Rin: so Heinrich can you tell wo he is?

Heinrich:No my head ach from all the people I can see many people here but I can’t tell wo is wo really besides of you tow……..“Heinrich thinking abaut it Mephisto araura block the auras from all the other in reality but he don’t know why he lied right now

Mephisto: are you sure?“ looks at him on like really?

Heinrich:yes…..all I can say I don’t can tell wo he is

Mephisto:good Should I go Rin?

Rin: Sure but take car of trap‘s like in front of us“shows too a Garn trap wo lies a puppte in the way

Mephisto: good

Heinrich: Ok

Then go all in front and look’s araund Heinrich see then some symbols what he see in the military on some pictures and some drawings of a original devil and a Mann but then Fokus on the mission again

Mephisto: he is behind the door „say he silently

Then give rin Heinrich a Signal

Heinrich Open fast the door as they do it jumps a really bad looking Mann on Heinrich

Heinrich scream out of shock and the man try too bite him and hiss at him

Heinrich:Fu€k!!!!!

Mephisto growling and kick the dude of Heinrich in a wall : how dare you piss of my mate!!!!“scream he mad Heinrich is really red now and in shock

Then run rin fast too the Mann and put fast a necklace araund the vampire wo fell too sleep?

Rin: this whas really bad so Heinrich what whas the first mistake you did?

Heinrich standing up: um I don’t know this I standing in front of a opening door wo is a jumpy vampire?

Rin: this too but this you can’t tell wo he is whas you first mistake then this you can’t don’t focus really and then this whit the door and then too kick him „stare Heinrich in the eyes

Heinrich looks away like a little child wo did what wrong

Mephisto: It’s whas you first time Heinrich but hey the guy is alive in my first mission I did kill somebody inadvertently „smile at Heinrich

Heinrich stare at Mephisto for some sec :okay at least not this……

Rin: good if you down let’s go „say he and take the vampire like a sack potato‘s and go right out of the house Mephisto and Heinrich follow him

As they were out open Liva the Eberesche Zirkel

Merlin: this whas fast and lucky nobody death „smile stare at Heinrich

Rin: year luckily „give the vampire too some people whit animal/Monster mask people

Merlin:good you have end of work we see you report‘s in some day’s „smile and go away whit Liva

Then came adilya flying from heaven too Rin

Adilya: this whas intensive come Heinrich let’s check you up

Heinrich: um ok

Mephisto: this whas not cool „looks at Heinrich if he is Harmed and go whit Heinrich

Rin: Mephisto if you down can you came too rose and my ?

Mephisto raise a eyes brow now:Sure?

———————

Rosé seufs: at least you are ok…..

Mephisto: but why I’m just here? I tush Heinrich need a talk like you did whit my?

Rin: Mephisto…It’s abaut the made think….

Mephisto: what Heinrich is my mate fuc€ of if you don’t like it“hissing he

Rose: I never toush this this going so fare in so young age but you have the rare luck too find you made in so young age we support you it’s nothing bad“seufs he

Mephisto?: and what’s the problem now?

Rose: I know I’m not Grimm but we need talk abaut if you and Heinrich will mate right now is Heinrich not full use too he’s body this is why we will talk how you mate whit a human/lort properly

Mephisto red now: what’s the big deal why need you tell my not my Father?

Rose: Mephisto you fathers did never mate and he is worse in trying to curt somebody and you know it do you want really this he tell you this?

Mephisto : hold up my father try too what ?! Wo is the person?!

Rose: you- you don’t really what too know….

Mephisto : it is you?!?!“ look’s shocked at him

Rose: GOD NO!!! it’s a human this is all I can tell just ask him I’m out of this !„scream he

Mephisto: thanks god

Rin: I’m out good luck captain „go fast away bevor the talk begins

[saschaederer]

* “Tortellino” (coded references to ‘Cake’ and ‘(small) child’)

* Mental image pertaining to the Anime ‘The seven deadly sins‘

* Mental image pertaining to the Anime ‚Gantz‘

* Several pseudo hallucinations (flash of light) of eyes rolling upwards, sexually-sadistically

* Several pseudo hallucinations (flash of light) of aggressive eyes

* Several pseudo hallucinations (flash of light) of the ‘eye of Sauron’

* (All of those, in initial reference to me)

* Mental image of a black hole (pertaining to fantasies of mine, of what I‘m falling into, otherwise a metaphor for what’s created ‚around me‘) - mental image of, apparently a black Jupiter - „Black Saturn“ (pertaining to the Antichrist, initial reference to Jordan Peterson)

* „Goddess“ - Mental image of a naked Taylor Swift in a trance state being held up by her arms, with a vagina first looking like that of Denise Oppitz, then of Maren Sykora

* „It‘s been raped“ - „it’s being raped“ - Mental image of a cartoonish, smiling Octopus looking similar to what people have reported their books to look like, in the reviews here https://www.amazon.de/dp/1607109328?ref=ppx_pop_mob_ap_share, raising its tentacle and smashing people on the ground, swooping people off the table, into a sack - a golden number on, what looks like a black guitar pick pointing downwards, swinging up and down on a bar to the right, the number on which looked at first glance to be at about a million, but at a closer look, about 1600 (initial reference to people acting heroically, currently alive)

* The snares in ‘Telefon Tel Aviv - The Means Whereby Lovers Are Waylaid’ being, or having been produced way too loudly (initial reference to Julian Sens or an alter of his, (“having experienced”) experiencing torture of such nature (being blasted with way too loud sounds or music))

* “Merlin Wenzel”

* Reel with Taylor Swift, singing live ‘The worst thing that I ever did, was what I did to you’ (initial reference to her having commanded, delegated or negotiated suffering upon me)

* “Who blows?” (initial reference to someone performing fellatio on me while I sleep, partial reference to anyone performing fellatio to mitigate damage)

* Screams of a child, outside of my apartment - “(initial reference to Mikhaila Petersons) son / sun (initial reference to me)”

* A Windows Apple Music preview showing to be playing (though on pause) ‘Klein – Listen and see as they take’ (initial reference to me getting castrated)

* “Post Malone”

* “Play bow” (pertaining to (“nicht”, German: ‘not’) my location mentioned in the post today and this video https://youtu.be/vQTndM7RdGE?si=Y0Uf-GHW4rfCXDcx, mentioning the person ‘Chase Herro’)

* Image of a quantum computer showing a red light, pertaining to the episode ‘Red Light, Green Light’ in the TV show ‘Squid Games’

* “(Basically, this system) at its current iteration” (pertaining to the text I‘m currently writing) – “(it kinda destroys the) dramaturgic effect” – “pertain” (initial reference to a burn mark on my kitchen counter flickering, pertaining to an eye)

* The dissonant noise in ‘Daniel Avery & Alessandro Cortini - Illusion of Time’, emerging in the second minute, playing in my head (initial reference to me getting tortured)

* “Gronkh” (German Youtuber)

* “Verletzen” (German: ‘To hurt’, initial reference to me)

* “Verletzen (“dramaturgic”)” (German: ‘To hurt’, initial reference to Tomoko Kuriyama)

* Flashes of light in my peripheral vision

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How I handle threats I receive (Last Update: 25. 10. 2024):

Changed:

- „The order in which threats are written down, reflects the order in which I can remember that they’ve been communicated to me, from earliest (usually the night before) (…)“

to:

„(…) (anywhere between recently and the night before) (…)“

[worldwidewizardingweb]

The Post (draft 1, pt 1)

It was March 25th, two weeks after Cyrus Sinclair’s 11th birthday and he was waiting anxiously at the breakfast table as he did every morning since. The room was filled with the savory smells of breakfast, all thanks to Winnifred Sinclair, though only three of the six chairs were occupied.

“Has the post come?” He asked for the umpteenth time, fork tapping at the aging wood, not even bothering with his eggs.

“Not yet Cy, don’t worry it’ll come.” A woman with curly auburn hair reassured the boy, she affectionately ruffled his hair, which he took after his mother. The unruly mass of curly hair, large and unkempt after a night’s sleep, seemed to never sit quietly despite years of trying. 

“Sure it will, you’ve been showing signs since you were three.” His older brother Noah grinned, patting at the younger’s back. Noah, though years younger, looked nearly identical to the man who was sitting directly across from Cyrus, and was busy reading the newspaper. They both sported rimmed glasses that smartly finished their appearances, light brown straight hair neatly combed back. Noah was four years older than his brother but seemed much more mature, but he had always been like this since Cyrus could remember. 

“But what if it got lost?” His appetite seemed to have deserted him and he pushed the plate away from him with great distaste. His mother smiled softly and slid the plate back towards him. 

“Dumbledore’s a smart man, it wouldn't have gotten lost.” 

As if on cue, Felix, the family owl, flew through the kitchen window, a small white letter landing promptly in Cyrus’ open hands. 

“See, smart man, that Dumbledore.” Cyrus’ father smiled warmly at him, sounds of newspaper ruffling loudly as he set it down, “But I’d best be going, the Daily Prophet isn’t going to write itself, is it now?”

“Oh Eddie, don’t forget your lunch. Your mother has been pestering me about keeping you fed, honestly it’s as if that woman thinks I’m starving you.” She eyed his slightly rounding middle with contentment. “For Merlin’s sake, you could do with losing a few pounds.”

“Winnie, you’re a peach.” Her husband grinned, kissing her cheek quickly before grabbing the sack and hurrying out the back door, where he promptly disapparated. 

“Mum, have you seen my robes? I’ve been looking all over for them, I think I’ve lost another pair. I swear if Ev is– oh! Your letter’s come? Well, go on, open it.” A voice carried down the stairs, loud stomps echoing through the small room. A girl with long hair down to her waist stopped short as she stared at the youngest boy of the family.

Though a foot shorter, a carbon copy of her sister followed behind, green eyes peeking enviously at the paper held tight in Cy’s grip.

With shaky fingers Cyrus tore the envelope at the red seal and pulled the parchment out. 

“Oh wonderful, they’ve attached the list of supplies have they? Well, we’ve got plenty of time to get it all, I suppose we’ll have to make a trip to Diagon Alley.”

Tatum lifted her head at this, pausing for only a moment before sliding into the chair her father had just vacated, “Mum, can I go as well? I might be needing new robes, and I wanted to have a look at the Nimbus 2000. I heard it’s the fastest yet.”

A snort came from across Cyrus, Noah wasn’t trying too hard to hold back the smile on his face. “What do you want with a Nimbus 2000? You don’t even play Quidditch.”

“Well, I was thinking I might try for team–”

“For the team? Oh that’s right you’ve got a thing for the Hufflepuff seeker, don’t you?”

“Shush Noah.”

“Cedric Diggory isn’t it? Of course all the girls fawning over him, why wouldn’t you?”

“Stop it Noah.” But Tatum was blushing fiercely at the mention of Cedric, a dead giveaway. “I only thought I’d give it a try.”

Noah grinned at her as if he was going to say more, but then thought the better of it. “Actually mum, I think I’d better go as well, I heard Weatherby’s come out with a new edition of Professor Dippet’s memoir. I’d like to get a headstart on it, I just know that Professor Binns is going to require it. They were friends, did you know?”

“Certainly, why don’t we make a trip out of it? We’ll stop by Gringotts before we pick out Cy’s robes and we’ll make everyone’s stops.”

“Can I get my wand then?”

“Of course, we’ll swing by Ollivander’s.”

“Mum?”

“Yes Ev, you’re coming.”

Evangeline’s face lit up with excitement at the idea of going to Diagon Alley, it just meant that she was one step closer to Hogwarts.

©Copyright 2024. World Wide Wizarding Web. All rights reserved.

[jobrookekarev]

YES! If it helps remember the safe sleep ABC's

Alone: Co-sleeping, with parents or other caregivers in bed, on sofa, or couch is a No. I know a lot of people co-sleep, but with Carina being an OB/GYN she would be aware of SIDS and I can't see her co-sleeping with Liam.

Back: newborns and babies under one years old should always be put to sleep on their backs. Once they can roll over, they are free to sleep in whatever position they want, but we still lay them down on their backs.

Crib: Always sleep in a crib or bassinet with a firm mattress and fitted sheet. The only thing that can be in the crip is a pacifer. When baby falls asleep in a swing or bouncy chair, they need to be moved to the crib asap. Sleeping in a car seat is not recomened but it happens and so long as baby is moantor and moved to the crib asap.

What about contact naps?: Contact naps are safe, when the caregiver is awake, alert, and monitoring baby.

Now let's talk cloths,

Most people will swaddle their babies although in some northern European countries they don't, in Italy they do.

Swaddles are very comforting to babies. It can be very womb-like and make them feel comforted and secure like a warm hug. It can also stop the startle reflex from waking them up. 

There are three types of swaddles I use, 

Blanket swaddle: Your blanket is used to wrap around the baby. I only use this at home.

Zippered sack swaddle: Which is a one-piece that you just zip up. (my favorite.)

Velcro swaddle: Which has three parts and you velcro around the baby.

(Weighted sleep sacks are not safe as they can compress babies chest and stop them from breathing)

(Note when doing a swaddle it is important to only swaddle the chest and arms and leave the hips free so the baby develops good hip movements.) 

Usually by the time a baby is 4 to 6 months they will start to roll over, at this time swaddling is no longer safe and parents transition out of swaddling.

Sleep sacks: this is the most popular one and we use them at my daycare and they’re one of my favorites. 

Merlin baby suit which is similar to a swaddle and not at can I hug the baby, or they'll just dress the baby in an extra warm onesie.

 So when is it appropriate to use a blanket?

By the time a child is 1 years old, they can safely sleep with one blanket in the crib stuffed animals can also safely be in the crib. Pillows are not recommended until a toddler Is 2 years old and in their own bed. 

All of this being said, most parents will co-sleep with their baby. Some people will say that if you use the safe sleep seven, you can be safe but there is no safe co-sleeping with a baby in your bed because adult mattresses are not safe for babies. 

(I am a certified in sleep safe by Washington State, and I work closely with babies from newborns to 2 year olds and have seven years of experience.)

Okay, I know it's fiction, but since the Station 19/Maya/Carina fandom has a baby now, I need people to learn some safe sleep, because fiction has a way of becoming reality. Babies CANNOT have anything in their cribs with them. No blankets. No pillows. NO TOYS. No crib bumpers. Nothing in the crib but the baby. Also, they need to be put on their backs to sleep.

[merlinssassybeard]

Hellooo helloooooo Merlin ♥️♥️

I have a request!!!!

Today is my birthday and I'm super horny👉👈😏 i need gojo railing me while filming!!🛐.

Please do write if you're free or its okay♥️✌️

ciao

⚠️ warning ⚠️ mdni

Dom reader x gojo satoru

Not beta read

Happiest bdayyyy anon. I wish you a safe and healthy life ahead✌. Ireally tried, i hope you like it♡

I'm putting in several asks at once since I'll be going on a mini hiatus soon(sigh again) due to my semester exams from Feb.

Series Masterlist // Main Masterlist

Ex husband Gojo

Regrets

Ex husband Gojo is not a toxic man. Infact he wants whatever is good for you. And that is why he doesn't minds you dating whoever you like unlike other ex husbands who sometimes loose it over their EX WIVES DATING OTHER MEN. Or atleast that is what he wants on the outside but on the inside, he is broken.

But if Ex Husband Gojo has to be honest, he is extremely jealous. Yes. EXTREMELY JEALOUS. He doesn't likes the fact that HIS WIFE, no, ex wife but nevermind you were still once his wife, going out with other men.

Gojo feels sick and broken on the inside when he hears about your just friends with whom you have shared your bed with.

Gojo feels so empty when he thinks that you, his last bestfriend, the only person who has ever truly understood him, the only person Satoru truly has ever loved and chose to marry, the only person he had a child with, sleep with your just friends.

Gojo wondered whether you treat your just friends the same way you did him. He wonders whether you touch them the same way you did with Satoru, he wonders do you kiss them the same way you kissed your Toru. Do you?

Your just friends although have never had the luxury to taste the same love, the same touch, the same kisses as Gojo had.

You have always been a dominant person under the sheets. And when you went in the sack with you just friends, Choking, slapping, spitting was common. Whenever you fucked them, you always tried to not think of your ex husband, Satoru.

But if all your just friends have to come together and have to say one thing they like about you, they would all agree to one same point. You are a fucking crazy woman. To which your Ex husband Gojo Satoru would simply laugh like a maniac before saying, "oh you haven't seen the half of it"

And it is true. You have never been intimate with your friends, it has always just been fuck and leave, like the whore you have become once Gojo threw you out.

You have always been open to trying new things with your husband. Which is why you gracefully danced on your husband's cock while he recorded it.

When you were married~~

It had been two months since you last saw your husband Gojo Satoru.

But today! Today was the day when your man will be back from his important business trip.

And that's how you end up in that black lacy Victoria's secret lingerie that Gojo likes. On your knees with Gojo's long thick cock throbbing in your mouth as your head kept bobbing on his pretty cock. Your one hand rested on his thighs while the other pumped his length.

Your husband, lying naked on the bed, held onto the sheets with his other hand filming you with the flash on as your hands continued to pump his shaft up and down vigorously with your tongue now licking down his balls and moving up on the tip.

You heard gojo gave out a loud erotic moan when you swirled your tongue on his cock's pink tip. His moan made your already wet from cunnilingus by your husband, twitch.

"Mmmmm baby you-" you pulled away from his length and wiped your mouth, still drooling from the first blowjob's cum, and continued while leaning close to him, "baby did you miss me?"

"You bet i did" Gojo replied with a hot pant as he grabbed you by cupping your cheeks and pulled in closer to kiss your filthy lips still covered in his cum all while filming the dirty act.

"You still going to keep filming my master~ Do you miss me that much", you teased Gojo as you whispered those words while your finger swirled around his length's tip. You know he gets even more turned on when you call him master even though you are the one who always takes control~

"What. You don't like it sugar?" He said and kissed on your cheek.

"You bet i do" you mumbled as you leaned down to place a trail of hot wet kisses on his chest. "Hello mister camera!" You said jokingly while raising your head and looked towards the phone and waved at it.

You stood on your knees while your entrance hovering above the throbbing wet cock. Your lips parted, you grabbed hold his length and rubbed your slick with his tip all while your husband shivered and twitched.

"Mr camera.." you moaned, "...today I'll show you..." you continued while slowly lowering your hips, "today I'll show you, how i please my master~"

The end

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