#someone get merlin a therapist

[priniya]

˗ˏ` EMOTIONS! 🍵 ´ˎ˗

pairing. theodore nott x reader

summary. theo never handled his emotions right, and when his girlfriend shows up in a wrong moment, things escalate and theodore doesn’t know how to fix it.

THEO HAS BEEN A TICKING BOMB LATELY and you knew that. it’s been bothering you, but every time you tried talking some senses into him, he brushed it all off, saying something too stupid and reckless for you to hear, so the topic was dropped sooner than it was brought up.

it was one of those times again, when a recurring thought was planted into your brain that you didn’t know your boyfriend like you thought you would. theodore hasn’t been himself lately, which made you worry tons. he’s been smoking much more and getting into fights more often as well as getting into trouble with the teachers, losing the points for your house, which… well, you didn’t care that much about it. what you cared for was theo’s wellbeing.

since it’s been a christmas break, you had gone home to spend time with your family, which meant your contant with theo was limited to a few letters that he was doing somewhat fine, yet you’ve been smart enough to know that spending christmas with his father and grandfather could never make him feel fine, not even a little bit. it was the breaking point in you that you’ve decided it’s the end of brushing you off.

“riddle, berkshire – out.” you barged into the dorm, glaring at your boyfriend’s dormmates, causing the first one to groan in annoyance.

“jesus, can’t be in your own room anymore.” mattheo rolled his eyes at you, yet he knew it was coming, so he dragged his ass up, patting theo’s back. “good luck with that one, nott.” he muttered before leaving the room with lorenzo, who just sent you a sympathetic smile.

theo, on the other hand, just glanced at you for a second, knitting his eyebrows together. “what do you want, l/n?” he asked, his nose still burried in between pages of a book you gave him for christmas.

“oh, last name basis, al–fucking–right.” you grumbled, grabbing the book away from his hands, your body trembling with fury. you hadn’t had a proper conversation in over two weeks, yet he couldn’t bring himself to be a decent man towards you. “what’s going on with you, nott?”

“get off my dick, y/n, really.” he rolled his eyes, expression matching the one his roommate had a few moments earlier. “i don’t have fucking time for this shit.” theo added, clearly agitated.

“well, you want it — you have it, i’m not getting on your dick anytime soon.” your voice was thick with emotion as the mention of celibacy earning you a look. “i know something’s going on. i know that, because i’m your girlfriend and i care about you. just trust–” you started, but the sentence wasn’t meant to be finished, because nott cut you off.

“then don’t. merlin, i don’t need a fucking babysitter, hoovering over my ass all the time. you’re not my bloody therapist, l/n. i don’t fucking need you to stick your nose into my business 24/7.” theodore stood up, his nose almost brushing yours before you took a step back, startled at the sudden outburst. “and sex? don’t amuse me, for merlin’s sake. i could leave the dorm right now and find someone to bone if i wanted to.” his tone was harsh, while his words were like knives thrown at you as a reward for being a caring girlfriend.

your boyfriend looked at his knuckles, his gaze focusing on the ring as he begun to take it off, making your pupils widen. “go. give it to someone who’s gonna be crazy enough to put up with your obsession about emotions. i’m not doing that anymore.” he muttered, pushing the ring into your palm.

“fine.” was the only thing that came to your mind after his words. your body continued to tremble and at this point, you couldn’t have been sure if it was your annoyance or broken heart that he just broke up with you. “just keep your promise and stay away from me. maybe join the death eaters too, for all i care, you’ll fit in perfectly.” with that, you left his dorm, slamming the door behind you as you fought with tears flowing down your cheeks.

“troubles in paradise?” mattheo grinned at you playfully, not noticing your tears-stained face as you were storming through the common room to the exit of the room.

“go fuck yourself, riddle.”

it wasn’t even five minutes later, when mattheo entered his shared dorm, his expression utterly confused as his mind was doing its best to connect the dots. “what’s with that gal of yours?” he asked theo, plopping down onto his bed, lightning up a cigarette right after.

“she’s not my gal anymore.” nott mumbled in response, almost untouched by the entire thing that just happened and that took his best friend by surprise.

“what do you mean she’s not your gal anymore?” he asked, his frown deepening. “lad, don’t tell me she broke up with you, you love this girl to death.” riddle added, scanning his friend’s face for any sign of uneasiness or a clue to understand all of it.

“i broke up with her.” theo replied with a shrug.

“merlin, man, why?” mattheo asked another question, this time being left without an answer as nott shut the curtains of his bed, putting on a silence spell.

IGNORING THEODORE ALL WEEK HAS BEEN EASY as you weren’t in the same year as him. you’ve been grovelling inside about the break-up, but from what your mother had always told you, when you were younger, you remembered that all the teenage boys were shitty and you couldn’t — by any means — let him know how much hurt you were. ignoring him was easy, all because, in your eyes, he didn’t even take any effort to show you remorse for what happened, from what you’ve known, he didn’t even look at you once.

the worst part of loving theodore nott was not being able to brush off all the concerns and worries that lived rent free in your mind, whenever you’ve noticed him walking through the hallways. nevertheless, he didn’t want you to care about him at all, so that was what you were planning on doing. kept your head high and your feet steady on the ground.

what you didn’t know, was that it wasn’t pride that made him keep his eyes away from you, but guilt. from the moment he woke up the day following your argument, his organism was flooded with guilt and shame to the point, where he couldn’t look at himself in the mirror.

he fucked everything up just like his father always told him that he would. he broke the promise he’d made to himself that he wouldn’t drive you away, wouldn’t hurt you like his father hurt his mom, yet he did. you were the only person in his world that made him feel like a normal human being, one, who could love and be loved, but he had to ruin it all, because his pride wouldn’t let him to open up to you.

it’s been already a week since the biggest mistake of his life, as he called it, and theo’s entire body hurt. he was popping pills with blaise like candies, because sobriety and consciousness made everything worse. he couldn’t stop thinking about you — about your expression, when he broke things off with you, the hurt in your eyes and the way you were holding yourself after that.

people, not close enough to you, might’ve been fooled by the facade you’ve built around you, though not theo. he’d known you for years prior to your relationship, he’d seen you both happy and miserable and now? now, you were beyond miserable. you might’ve kept your head high with the biggest smile on your face, but he’s known. he always would — whether you wanted him to or not.

quidditch practices were the worst, all because you were always there, yet never watching him. it wasn’t even up to you to be there and theo was certain of it. you were there, so your best friend wouldn’t have to sit through an entire practice alone, while she watched lorenzo with starstruck expression all the fucking time.

“lad, you have to apologise to her, sort it out.” enzo sighed, putting a hand on his shoulder, squeezing it reassuringly. “aoife’s worried about her. ‘m not really surprised, though, she started smoking weed on daily-basis again. aoif’s saying she can’t remember, when she saw her sober for the last time, but it’s better than bawling her eyes out over some asshole, aoif’s words, not mine.” having a friend, who was also somehow close to you and your best friend was a blessing in disguise. lorenzo kept him updated, not leaving out all the insults aoife lynch threw at him for breaking her best friend’s heart.

a loud sigh left theo’s lips as he leaned over the table, his forehead falling onto the wooden surface as he let out a groan. “i don’t even know what to do, enzo.”

“my suggestion? get your shit together.” mattheo chimed in, a playful grin on his face. “i mean it, theo. the gal of yours keeps showing up to my spot and i can’t deal with her tears anymore. get your shit together and fix it.”

“the problem is, matt, i don’t know how.”

the opportunity, although being totally… stupid, occurred at the end of another week during a game with hufflepuffs. theo’s entered another stage of grief and has been going around the school angry at everything. so, when the game came, he was playing rougher than usually, because he needed an outlet to the built-up anger.

of course, you’ve noticed. how couldn’t you? you’ve been keeping an eye on him for the entire two weeks. despite your promise to aoife, you couldn’t let it go. no matter who he was, your boyfriend, a friend, a stranger or an enemy, you couldn’t stop worrying about him and doing your best to look out for him. so… when he was forcefully pushed off his broom by diggory, you were running down the stairs before he even hit the ground. you needed to be beside him or it would kill you.

he was unconcious for almost two more days, making it a sixteen days without hearing his voice and you were going crazy, spending every single second, occupying the tabletop placed next to his bed. his hands in between yours as you kept it close to you. did he deeply pained you with his words? yes. would you let him be alone in the hospital wing? of course not.

“y/n/n.” he whispered suddenly, his voice breaking. “i’m so sorry.” nott let out and you weren’t sure if it was some kind of sleep talking or your delusions leading you on. “i’m so sorry, baby.” he repeated his words with a term of endearment, squeezing your hand weakly.

“theodore…” your words hitched in your throat as you moved the hair aside from his forehead. “don’t think about it now.” you whispered in a coy manner. “it doesn’t matter.”

“i can’t.” he coughed out. “i can’t stop thinking about it. about you. i’ve acted like a dick, but i didn’t mean it. you’re my world, baby, i’m so, so sorry. you were right all this time, i build up my emotions inside of me and let it get the best of me in the worst moment. i’m so sorry i hurt you, i swear i hate myself for—” he continued his rambling, slowly opening his eyes to have a look at you.

“hey, teddy, please, don’t think about it now.” you pleaded, still holding his hand. your thumb caressing his palm. “just rest, okay? please. we’ll talk about once you’re well-rested and out of here.” your voice was gentle.

he shifted in his hospital bed, hissing as his ribcage hurt immensely. “no, cara, please.” he muttered, bringing his lips to your palm. “listen, i can’t get over what i told you. i’m so fucking sorry, baby.” he whispered.

“teddy…” you started, but he cut you off.

“no. i’m sorry i said all those things to you, you didn’t deserve all the shit i gave you.” he let out a sigh, rubbing his forehead. “you need to hit me. for all the pain and suffering. oh god, and the tears. you should just kill me at this point.” theo muttered, and honestly? he did deserve the beating for what he’s done, but the three days of unconsciousness due being knocked off the broom, you could let it go. it could be his fate share of beating.

“just shut up, will you?” you sighed, planting a tender kiss on his lips. “we’re fine.”

#theodore nott x reader #theo nott x reader #niki’s works 🫂 #theo nott smut #theo nott rec #theo nott fic #theodore nott x oc #theo nott headcanons #theodore nott headcanons #theodore nott smut #theodore nott fic #theodore nott #mattheo riddle #mattheo riddle x reader

[avirxy]

Five headcanons for the Arcane Blight au

1. Once Jim fully becomes a troll, due to the amulet, it’s permanent, he won’t be able to change back, there’s nothing on earth that could undo the curse. That’s exactly why he’s been warned so many times against using it to its fullest abilities.

2. Mary hasn’t told anyone, because they’d probably take it from her, but the longer she keeps the Shadowstaff close the clearer the whispers become, leading her, encouraging. She also has barely any experience dealing with grief, especially of this magnitude, so if this can make her feel a smidge better what’s the harm?

3. Aja’s lost pretty much every scrap of motivation she ever had, with her aunts and Krel though she’s eventually coaxed to meet with a therapist, Mandy is very familiar with everything going on in Arcadia and magic so none of what Aja could tell her would seem outlandish. It takes a few sessions to get words from Aja, and she slowly begins to open up and inch toward a better state of mind, but she’ll never be the same again, the grief won’t ever leave her entirely.

4. Darci and Toby often find comfort in the quiet together, they’ll sit in the graveyard or if Morgana isn’t home they’ll go to Claire’s room, someone has to keep it tidy after all. It’s gotten so terribly dusty from not being lived in, that’s alright though, they’ll keep it clean for her.

5. After Eli is released from the hospital, in much better condition than when he arrived the other four steer clear, not out malice or uncaring but because he’s quite literally unnerving to be around. He’s got this twitchy glint in his fully exposed eye, always watching, always listening. Still under the spell.

6. The infamous pit, like Lazarus, Arthur was talking about is under his manor in a crypt like structure, after Merlin was killed he raided the wizards workshop and combined a bunch of the elixirs into the natural pool, it bubbles and froths black liquid, anyone, dead or alive, thrown in there comes out extremely wrong.

7. In chapter 40 the ‘I don’t—‘ that Claire never finished wasn’t I don’t want to die, it was ‘I don’t, want to be brought back’ more than anything she didn’t want to be a puppet and if that meant staying gone she was okay with the possibility, after all she thought she was going to see Enrique and her parents again.

#not sure why I decided on inexplicable violence and whump today but here we are #also the came back wrong trope would so be utilized if you know who came back #like the little preferences at first then bigger things that just completely make her a different person but what’s really left #after two revivals #also love the idea that she just forever haunts the narrative never to be forgotten #trollhunters #tales of arcadia #toa #jim lake jr #toby domzalski #mary wang #darci scott #asks #arcane blight #au

[slidersimp]

Top Gun headcanons

Top Gun headcanons because my brain go brrrrr

-Maverick loves when Jake calls him Pops. At first he didn’t really care because he knew Jake was just being an ass but Jake kept calling him it during training and/or after the mission and Maverick realized he really liked it.  Bonus points if you pair it with the Jake has an abusive father headcanon and never had a good father figure to look up to so by calling Mav Pops he is allowing Mav into that role for him.

-Maverick loves to snack. In his carrier days, anytime he had a moment of free time you’d find him in the mess hall munching on something. A bowl of blueberries, celery sticks, an apple he cut up with his pocket knife. Once he started working at Top Gun he kept the break room fridge stocked. Everything was labeled with sticky notes and do not touch on threat of death. Jester stole from him constantly, but he was sneaky about it so Mav never found out it was him, but Viper and Ice always knew. When Mav goes back to work there post TGM, he keeps a mini fridge in his office and the Daggers figure out if you ask Mav for a snack he will never let you go hungry. 

-Slider loves stealing Ice’s books. It started out because he was bored on deployment and he wanted to know what the fuck Ice was taking about and then it just grew from there. He never asks for the books, Ice just learns to leave them out after he finishes them and a few days later he’ll find them near Slider’s bunk with a ratty old bookmark tucked between the pages. 

-Ice reads classic literature. The first time Slider picks up Fahrenheit 451 after  Ice is done with it he nearly calls a therapist. Instead he calls Merlin, who has also read the book and he despairs when he sets Ice and Merlin off on an hour long discussion of the book. 

-Maverick loves kids. I think we all knew this one, but after Slider and Merlin have kids Maverick wants nothing more than to be the favorite uncle and has managed to beat out every single blood related sibling Slider, Merlin or their spouses have. He spoils the kids rotten taking them to the beach or out for ice cream. When one of Merlin’s kids starts questioning their gender he brings them to his hangar and teaches them mechanical shit like fixing cars and working with power tools. The experience is affirming but it also gives the kid someone to talk to about what they’re struggling with, and Mav is a great listener.

-When Slider and Merlin aren’t posted in the same place they call each other at least once a week. After smartphones become a thing, they text constantly. Half the time it’s complaining about Ice or Mav but the other half is just them shooting the shit and being bros. Their kids joke that they’re dating and they picked up the joke from Ice and Mav. Their spouses just find it amusing.

-Slider will throw an absolute fit if he has to fly in Maverick’s backseat but Maverick actually likes it. Not only can he tease Slider and pull a bunch of maneuvers that piss him off, but if he can’t fly with Merlin he likes being able to fly with someone familiar and as much as Slider complains, Maverick knows he respects him and thinks he’s a good pilot. If Slider does end up in Mav’s backseat, the minute something serious happens he’s fully on board with Mav, helping him out exactly how he knows Mav works best with and even complimenting him when they get back safe.

#I want to do more but I have to go to class #top gun #top gun headcanons #top gun slider #top gun maverick #top gun iceman #top gun merlin #slider #iceman #maverick #mavdad #hangman #jake hangman seresin #ron kerner #ron slider kerner #tom iceman kazansky #sam merlin wells #I just love them being a family omg

[stressed-and-queer]

Idea: Its post S5, canonically, Merlin couldn't handle losing Arthur so he erased his memory, one day he wakes up from a nightmare, Arthur's death, and then it shows the isle of the blessed, something inside of him telling him that he needs to go there. So, in the middle of the night, he gets up and drives to the isle. There's nothing.

He tells his therapist this in the morning, (therapist is Gwen or Morgana maybe)

"I had a dream about that guy again"

"And you swear you've never seen him?"

"Positive"

"Merlin, the human brain does not have the capacity to create new faces. You've had to see him somewhere, whether it be passing him by in the streets or whatnot. However, considering the severity of the dream i have to inquire that this was someone dear to you,"

"Then why don't I remember him,"

"I don't know. But, that's not the reason you came is it,"

"No,"

"Something else happened,"

"I saw the island that the old Ragland Castles sits in, and for some reason i felt....drawn to it. So, after i woke up i went there,"

"And what did you find"

"Nothing, absolutely nothing. I felt like an absolute fool,"

"How far did you go,"

"I didn't go to the island if that's what you're asking,"

"Maybe you should,"

"But nothing happened the first time,"

"Merlin, you didn't dream about looking at the island from afar, you dreamed about the island, which means you have to go to the island,"

"And you think this will stop the nightmares"

"Well i can't say for sure, but it's a good possibility "

"Alright then, I'll go tomorrow,"

"Good,"

He goes the next day and boom, there's Arthur. But he doesn't remember, so when Arthur semi recognizes him, he's so confused.

"How do you know my name,"

"How do you not know mine, we were friends most of my life Merlin!"

"I don't remember you, I'm pretty sure i would remember some random blond in a suot of armor!"

Arthur mentions magic, Merlin doesn't remember, tells him magic doesn't exist. Blah blah blah something happens and Merlin remembers. Maybe Merlins magic resurged because his destiny came back. Or maybe he designed the spell to wear off if Arthur comes back. Idk I'm still figuring that part out. (if you have ideas I'd love to hear them)

He brings Arthur to the therapist and idk what happens next. Haven't thought of that yet. Maybe, since the therapist is one of their old friends, they go searching for the others? Idk lol

#merlin #arthur pendragon #bbc merlin #bbc arthur #fanfic #fanfic idea #post s5 #canonically

[johannestevans]

Happy new year!

Good evening, and happy Gregorian new year!

Firstly, the results of my giveaway - the winner has been picked, I'm just waiting for them to get back into contact with me, and everyone who didn't win did get some vouchers for eBooks, which I'm opening up into a little new year's gift!

Want an eBook copy of my slowburn historical fantasy romance between an ADHD vampire and his very autistic secretary? Get Heart of Stone on Smashwords and enter the redemption code XE97D!

Want an eBook copy of my more fast-paced and silly threesome novella between a deceptively experienced young gentleman, a harried naval sub-lieutenant, and the sexy pirate captain that kidnaps them both? Get Gerald Poole and the Pirates on Smashwords and enter the redemption code SF83E!

Enjoy, enjoy!

As I settle into my new place, I'm just starting on decorating and furnishing the place, so I've been picking up some old furniture and beginning to paint, which is great. I'm super excited to have a fully furnished space to work from, but in the meantime it's exciting to work on the process.

I'm still not back into my regular movie-watching vibe as I'm yet to have proper wi-fi in my new place, but I've recently been going between my rewatch of BBC Merlin (always a classic) and also playing Dragon Quest XI, and as for the latter, I recommend it so much. It's such a fun game that, as many of the DQ titles do, plays a lot with and pastiches a lot of classic RPG elements, but it's also so funny and also heartfelt and really loving about its characters, so big recommend.

A new month means a new set of prompts on Trans Erotica!

Prompts for January 2024

Modelling nude

Orgasm denial

In someone else’s clothes

Double-ended dildo

Against a wall

Inspired by a prompt to write a piece?

If you’re trans or nonbinary, submit to us!

There's no round-up of my most popular pieces of last month this email, as instead I did a 2023 round-up of all my most popular works already - my top fiction and non-fiction works of the last year are all laid out here.

New Works Published

Erotic Short: The Duelling Ground

Two old veterans use a duelling student as their shared toy. Rated E, 3k. Trans M between a trans M and cis M, with a duelling master fucking one of his students with a friend of his. Double penetration, anal and vaginal play, biting and nibbling, rough sex, squirting, a bit of breeding dirty talk, size kink, gaping, nipple and chest play.

Read on Medium / / Read on Patreon

Guide: Where do I find the queer people?

Making friends and finding social & community spaces as an LGBTQ+ adult.

Read on Medium / / Read on Patreon / / Read on Tumblr

Erotic Short: Good and Bred

Erotic short. A servant attends a warrior and gives him his first taste of sex with another man.

3k, rated E, cis M/ cis M. A warrior has never slept with another man before, and intends to top — his pretty little servant has different ideas, and cleaves him open. Featuring anal sex, massage kink, size kink, gender play, feminisation, some gaping, rough sex, D/s and power dynamics, role reversal, dirty talk, creampies, lots of breeding kink.

Adapted from a TweetFic.

Read on Medium / / Read on Patreon / / Read on Ao3 / / Read on Tumblr

Serial Update: Rescue Dogs

Chapter Fifteen. In the aftermath of therapy, Valorous has a bit of a meltdown, and Cecil is right there with him.

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Cecil Hobbes finally gets Valorous King to try a new adventure: therapy. Cecil Hobbes, an ex-PE teacher disgraced and looked down on in his hometown, has a new partner: Sir Valorous King, a knight of the realm, once a child of prophecy, and Cecil’s stalker. A few months into their relationship, Cecil finally convinces Valorous to see a therapist, on the condition that Cecil attend one himself.

Read on WorldAnvil / / Read on Medium / / Read on Ao3

#musings #original fiction #fiction #writers on tumblr #free books

[an-obsessed-cactus]

Ello ello ello!

honestly not sure yet what this page will be about(i do know i just don't want to admit to myself it'll be a random stream of consciousness à la James Joyce) but i thought I'd make a kind of introductory post about myself at least so here goes.(fandoms are listed at the bottom cuz at the heart of it tumblr is a place for obsessed freaks like myself). also I'm new to tumblr so its ways and etiquette are still unknown to me. but i will learn promise. anyway.

Name's Dorian/Bree(still deciding so take your pick and I'll see what sticks). I'm omnisexual and go by she/her tho atm whole gender identity is kind of a mystery to me so that could change.

I'm finishing high school this year so my life'll be a bit hectic for a while(was for the last 4 years tbh). Cause I'm interested in one thing too many and can't make decisions to save my life and also cause I'm an anxious mess who can't relax, I'm taking a gap year. I'm planning on getting some rest to get back what remains of my mental health (which sadly ain't much but such is life). I'm gonna go travelling around a bit(rn pretty sure about Norway, UK, France & myb Japan) and honestly if I make any friends on here it'd be sick if someone joined me so that's always open.

Then next year, when I finish my soulsearching, I'll prolly go study sth cuz that's how the world works. I'd love to be either a writer or film director (or myb a therapist). My dream is to study film in UK(as a career writing and filmmaking is pretty much a tie, but filmmaking sounds just a tiny smidge more stable. Not giving up on writing in the least, but I feel like studying is more necessary for film than writing?) I love watching series and films not only because of the story, but because of the way it's told. I love to overanalyze the storytelling, the characters and different dynamics between them(and honestly just everything about the film) or read others' post overanalyzing it, so a film/series(does that exist?) critic sounds like an awesome job as well. But I'd like to be in the middle of the making and tell my own stories. Cinema's a bit sad in my country (non-existent more like) so studying abroad sounds like the only real option if I wanna make it in the industry. It's also an opportunity to meet more people interested in the stuff that I am so hopefully it works out. Fingers crossed 🤞🤞

Obviously, if one's obsessed with cinema, you can hardly avoid falling down the rabbit hole that are the fandoms. I'm currently fixated on Good Omens and would love to find some humans I can discuss it with cuz my irl friends(tho I love them with all my heart) just don't go temporary insane over fandoms the way I do.

I get random moments of revelation about other fandoms as well, so here's a list:

Good Omens

MCU(pls no spoilers post Wakanda Forever. I'm kinda runnin a bit late but I'll catch up I promise)

Sherlock

ATLA

MLB

Star Trek

TOH

Lucifer

Megamind

Umbrella Academy

BBC Merlin

Hannibal

Stranger things

Witcher

TVD(was my first real fandom so it still persists even tho I'm not really into it much anymore)

myb some more that I forgot

I'll prolly be adding stuff here as I figure out what I wanna talk about, but one of the things I'm working on is getting rid of perfectionism so this is it for now. I tried to keep it brief but that obviously hadn't worked out lmao. Could be worse(much, much worse)

#introductory post #intro post #introduction #about me

[yellobb]

Re: show recs.

Invincible is really really good, and there's also a gay best friend with a gay romantic arc that takes up one full episode 🤣

If you need totally straight TV shows for your mom you should watch those early 2000s cop shows. The Mentalist, Castle, Bones. Those are some of my favorites, and they're long too so you'll have content for weeks.

That's all I watch with my mom and it's worked wonders for us.

Also just... watch movies? They're less of a commitment, and they're easier to get recs for.

Let me know what kinda movies and shows you're into and I can help you choose from what I know.

My sister lied to me smh 😔

Cop shows is a good idea!!! She used to watch them all the time, which was always funny to me since she’s a forensic scientist and usually people can’t stand to watch shows about their profession lmao. I’ve actually been meaning to watch House and medical dramas are in the same vein, so I might go with that!

And I appreciate the offer!!! I think we’re gonna stick to shows for now, since part of the reason my therapist wants me to do this is to get me out of bed every day, and an episode of a TV show with someone I love is an easy thing that, if I get invested enough in the show, will do the hard part for me since I’ll be too excited to see where it’s going :)

And I’m not too picky with shows, if you have more recommendations! I like a pretty wide variety. Off the top of my head, I’ve really loved The Sandman, Good Omens, OFMD, Merlin, The Owl House, Grey’s Anatomy, Mindhunter, and Criminal Minds. I was also a Superwholock girlie back in the day lmao

The only restriction would probably be to avoid stuff that doesn’t have English voice over in some way, shape, or form, since we both tend to multitask while we watch

Thank you so much!!!!!

#m answers

[baby-girl-e]

Their Legacy part 2

Characters - Iceman x Maverick, Original Female character x Phoenix, Rooster, Dagger squad, Original Male character

Summary - Legacy wins Top Gun and gets to tell her extremely proud family and flirt with a pretty girl

Word Count - 3.5k

Warnings - None :)

A/N - It’s me hi, I’m the problem it’s me! I know it’s been ages since I posted the first part of this fic and I have no other excuse but that I more than likely have something wrong with my brain that prevents me from sticking to something for long! (my poor therapist and publishing agent) And that I am working on my debut book so this kinda took a back seat! BUT! I am back with a chapter I hope you like (: 

The last week before graduation flew by almost as fast as the F-18’s they were using, and before she knew it, Legacy was prepping for the graduation ceremony the next day. Her and Thunder had stayed in their front lining spot and were winning the trophy at the ceremony. She still hadn’t told her dad’s which she knew was cruel but hey, she wanted to surprise them. Now she knew she couldn’t keep something like that hidden from her Admiral father because he knew and saw all, so she decided to tell him herself after she heard the news, practically begging Merlin to keep quiet until she could tell him. 

Which brought her where she was now, nervously standing outside of an office she knew well. She wasn’t nervous he wouldn’t be proud of her, that much was obvious, she was just anxious because this was so big. Nepotism ran rampant in the Navy, it’s all about who you know and what they can do for you, but her father actively fought against it. Not once did her dad ever make a call on her behalf (something she held over her other dad’s head) or put in a good word. Sure she was asked constantly if her last name ‘Kazansky’ was because of the Kazansky, and she never lied, but she never brought it up herself. A simple “yes” was enough and she moved on. She got to the TOP GUN trophy on her own and damn it if she’s not proud of herself. 

After a moment to take a breath she knocked on the door and heard her father say to come in. It’s now or never. 

“Hey dad.” She stepped in and could see him hunched over some paperwork, glasses perched on his nose. 

“‘Hey sweetheart! To what do I owe the pleasure?”

Sitting down across from him she fiddled with her fingers, a nervous habit. 

“Well, I have some good news and I wanted to tell you in person.”

He lit up at her words and gestured for her to continue. 

“I, uh, won the trophy. I’m Top Gun.”

There were tears in his eyes. Scratch that, the COMPACFLT was actively crying. 

“Oh honey.” And with that he was out of his chair embracing her. Clutching her tight and swaying slightly. 

“Are you proud dad?”

“Proud? oh I’m a step above proud. I’m in awe. I knew you could do it.”

Legacy smiled and held onto her dad, just happy to be here. But she knew there was something else missing. Or more accurately someone.

“Let’s call your father in shall we? He’s out here somewhere. I really ought to put a tracker on him.”

It’s like he read her mind.There was a rumor that went around that he could do that, she believed it on occasion. 

He made a turn for his phone and clicked on the contact labeled ‘Husband’. She remembers the argument that the word ‘husband’ wasn’t cutesy enough for Mav and to settle it her father had added a red heart. “Look there’s a heart, happy?” Paps had just smiled cheekily and admired his husband's contact labeled ‘Baby’ with about every color heart there was. 

“Hey babe, where are you right now?”

She was only hearing half of the conversation, but she could see her dad pretty much shaking with excitement. 

“Well tell Admiral Simpson that you’re wanted by the COMPACFLT.”

…

“Mav can’t you take this seriously? Please tell him but without the innuendo?”

…

“Oh my god you twelve year old boy, our daughter is sitting in my office right now. That light a fire under your ass?”

…

“There you go, I’ll see you in ten.”

He put his phone down and told Elizabeth that Pete would join them in about ten minutes. 

“You know he’s gonna think something bad happened right?”

“Yes, that’s what I’m hoping for. Your dad is kinda dense and needs some encouragement sometimes.”

“Why is he my dad when he’s being dumb, but he’s your husband when he’s being sweet?”

Tom just smiles at his daughter and puts his hand on her shoulder. 

“Because when he’s being dumb I can’t think about what it must say about me that I married him.”

Ten minutes later they hear a rumbling of feet and the door swinging open to find a very frazzled Pete Mitchell. 

“What is it? Are you okay?”

He was breathing deep, and for most men his age that wasn’t a good thing, but her dad was made out of metal so… he was fine. 

“Relax Paps, it's good news.”

He lights up a bit and leans onto the arm of his husband's chair. 

“Oh, well, great!” He turns to his husband, “You could’ve said that before I ran like a madman over here!” 

“What’s the fun in that?” Tom said rather cheekily. 

“Guys! Good news here? Remember?”

Tom turned to his husband and nudged him a little. 

“Listen, it’s pretty good.”

“You know already? You son of a bit-“

“PAPS!” 

He quickly shut his mouth and nodded at her to continue. 

“What I’ve been trying to say is, I won Top Gun. I’m taking home the trophy!” 

Pete jumps up from his perch and picks up his daughter. She’s about an inch taller than him but he never cared. She was his baby. 

“Are you kidding me? Oh my god little princess I’m so proud!!” 

Being called a little princess after sharing the news that she just won a trophy for being one of the best pilots in the entire navy wasn’t exactly what she expected, but hey, it’s her paps. 

“Indeed. That’s three people in this family with the trophy, sorry Pete.”

“Hey I would've won that and you know it.”

Note the skating over the ‘why’ he didn’t win. That was rarely, if ever, brought up.

“Say whatever you want Pete, doesn’t make it true.”

Good god did these two ever stop bickering? She knew the answer to that all too well. It was never. She didn’t miss however the fact that he had said three  people had won the trophy in the family. He was obviously referencing Bradley.  No matter how long it had been since he’d left home and basically took himself out of the equation, they’d always consider him family.

“Well, as much fun as it is listening to you guys bicker, I really should be going. I’ve got a big day ahead of me.”

That seems to kick her parents into high gear. Tom is immediately turning from his husband to his daughter. 

“Yes you do indeed. I’ll talk to Merlin and see if I can be the one to present you with the award.”

“That’d be great. But maybe let him announce it? Let you soak in the moment, yeah?”

“You want me to give you the award but you want Sam to do the talking?”

She nods affirmatively at her father and he gives his husband a look. 

“Cryptic, you’re more and more like your Paps everyday.”

“That’s a compliment, little miss. Take it as one.” Pete wasn’t about to be slandered in front of his daughter. 

The truth was, she still wanted to keep the whole “I changed my last name and I’m proud of it” thing a secret, wanting to make tomorrow even more special. 

With a kiss to each of her fathers’ cheeks she headed out to celebrate with Jake. This was just as much of a celebration for him as it was for her. She had told him to meet her at the Hard Deck and lost track of time so she had to go in uniform. Grand.

“There she is, the woman of the hour!” 

Jake shouted to her as though he had started to celebrate already. Smelling his breath it seemed highly likely. 

“Oh please, I’d be nowhere without you Jake.”

“I know, I was just giving you the opportunity to brag for once, good to know it didn’t last.”

He was right, she rarely bragged. It was all due to the fact that if she did brag it would sound more like bragging on the Kazansky name which she was taught never to do. Maybe she could brag on the Mitchell name, but probably not in the Navy. 

Looking over at the bar she spots Phoenix standing with what she assumed was her WSO. It wasn’t a secret that there weren’t many female aviators, so the ones there were teamed up. It sounded cliche, but the reality of the situation was, women had to stick together. In Legacy’s case, she tried to make friends with as many people as possible, and did her best to look out extra for the women she was around. Even with the Kazansky name, she still had a moment or two where she was looked over or harassed for her gender. That came to a screeching halt when the second person harassing her got a shiny dishonorable discharge from the COMPACFLT himself. After that it was quiet, and she knew her privilege so she tried to get as many people under her umbrella of protection as she could. Was it sad that you had to know people to be protected from harassment? Yes. But was that just the way things were? Unfortunately. 

She decided to approach Phoenix, if she was being honest she was a little shy, an unusual emotion for Legacy. She was usually very confident, a trait all aviators inherited, but when it came to beautiful women she looked up to as a role model? That goes out the window. If she was being completely honest, she was crushing hard on her. 

“Hey, it’s Natasha right?” She decided to go simple, hoping for the best. 

“Yeah, you’re Elizabeth right?”

“Yeah that’s me. My dad is training you guys for your mission.”

Phoenix smiles and turns more towards her. Now they’re an arms length away and Legacy has to remember how to breathe. 

“Captain Mitchell is your dad? I’ve been meaning to ask you how you’re Bradshaw’s sister.” 

Legacy liked her already. Her family’s story was one that was told over and over again in the Navy. She never really got to introduce herself to anyone since everyone already ‘knew’ her. Whether Phoenix really didn’t know her story or she was just being nice and letting her tell it, she appreciated it either way. 

“Well it’s a long story but, Mav adopted Bradley when his mom died. And my mom died when I was a baby and her brother, Admiral Kazansky, adopted me since nobody knew who my biological father was. So as far as I’m concerned Admiral Kazansky is my dad. Mav and my dad have been together since 1986, and raised Bradley and I together so I always considered Mav to be my other dad and Bradley to be my brother, and then they made it legal when they got married in 2015 and Mav adopted me.” 

Phoenix looks like she comprehended that enough, even if it was a lot of information. 

“Wow, that's complicated. That would explain the last name Kazansky then.” She pointed to her shiny name badge.

“Oh yeah, my legal given last name is actually Kazansky-Mitchell, but because of all of the military’s homophobic shit I had to pretend Mav wasn’t my Paps.” 

“That’s rough. Was it hard keeping that secret for so long?”

Oh boy was it. You try telling a kid that they can’t call their dad, “Dad” in public. She had even resorted to not calling him by name in public, feeling weird about calling her dad “uncle”. 

“I had a lot of practice, but every time I had to refer to Paps as ‘Uncle’ it physically hurt me. Him too I’m sure. Did he really not tell you guys this stuff?”

Legacy loved her Paps, but the man had a big mouth. It’s a wonder that he never outed himself. 

“He mentioned that he had a daughter at TOP GUN here and there, but nothing specific. Hey, isn’t graduation tomorrow?”

“Indeed it is.”

“Well, who took the trophy??” She leaned in close, all excited. 

“You’re looking at her.”

Her jaw dropped and swung Liz into a big hug. She’d be lying if she said she wasn’t enjoying every millisecond of being pressed up against her. 

“No way! Congratulations!” 

She pulled back slightly but didn’t really seem to want to let Liz go. Not that she was complaining, not even a little bit.

“Thanks Nat, it was rough but I did it!”

“Wow, you must be so excited. Guess we’ll get Mav in a good mood tomorrow then?”

“Well you’ve been seeing him in his good mood so far, it doesn’t get any better than when his husband is in town.” 

Nat remembers that she’s still holding Legacy by her arms and releases her. Much to Legacy’s disappointment. 

“Then this plus his husband in town might be a sight to see huh?”

“If you’re not tied up during graduation, you could come see for yourself if you want?” 

This was Legacy’s shameless way of trying to invite her to the graduation. Hopefully it didn’t come off as desperate as it sounded in her head.

“I would love to, I’ll tag along with Bradshaw. Hopefully he won’t mind, I’m powerless to resist an invite from a pretty girl.”

Liz was in such shock from her words that she nearly forgot that she had yet to tell Bradley she won TOP GUN. Did Phoenix really just call her pretty? 

“Well I’m powerless to resist inviting a pretty girl to come to my graduation.” Her aviator confidence just now coming in. Better late than never. 

“So it seems we’ve established we both think the other is pretty. What do you want to do with that information?” Nat takes a step closer, impossibly closer. Her hand comes down on Legacy’s that’s resting on the bar. 

“Hmm, we could take a walk on the beach? Somewhere more private? Talk about it some more?” 

“Lead the way Legacy.” Phoenix gestures towards the doors that lead to the beach. It was quiet in the bar already, even quieter out there. 

Once they made their way outside legacy decided that she’d make the next move and grabbed her hand. It felt right, like that’s where her hand ought to be. 

“So... you think I’m pretty?” Phoenix was known for her confidence, this sudden questioning was... abnormal. 

“Well yeah, have you ever looked in a mirror?” They were walking hand in hand down the beach, seemingly both nervous. They have one of the most dangerous jobs in the world and do it without a second thought, but flirting? Forget it. 

“Look Nat, I like you. Like a lot. But I don’t know if this is such a good Idea right now. With Bradley and your mission…” Natasha nodded along like she understood, but stopped walking. 

“I know your brother, he’s going to be impossible, but he will want you to be happy.” She knew she was right, obviously, but she still had her reservations. 

“I don’t know what you’re going up against out there but I do know that you can’t afford to be distracted.” 

Natasha considered this, obviously rolling it around in her head. “Okay, but I expect a kiss when this is all over.” 

Legacy smiled and nodded. “You’ll get one I promise. I’ve got to go tell Brad that I won, but I’ll see you tomorrow?” 

“Of course. See you tomorrow.” She winked at Legacy before taking her leave. 

Legacy had to giggle to herself for a moment to shake off the flirtatious energy before she went back inside to tell Jake she was leaving. He groaned at her early departure (again) but relented. 

////

Telling Bradley went about the same as it did for everyone else. He was ecstatic for her and gave her a hug not unlike the one her Paps gave her. 

“Liz, I’ll be there I promise.” 

“Even though both our parents will be there?” She made sure to call them our parents.

“Of course. My love for you goes beyond my distaste for them.” She sighed. That was probably as good as it was going to get. But maybe she really was like her paps because she couldn’t help a little push. 

“Are you ever going to forgive them? Come home?” Bradley stepped back and rolled his eyes. 

“Come on Liz. I thought you understood why I can’t.” She put her hand back on his shoulder and made her way into his space again. 

“I do Brad. You know I do. What Paps did was shitty okay? But what you don’t see is their regret. Dad especially. They had me for more of my life, but you were their first kid. Neither of them ever thought they’d be parents, let alone together, but there you were. They love you so much it hurts them, I know it. Just…” She wasn’t sure what to say next. “Just think about it okay? Maybe just talk to Dad if that’s easier.” 

“Lizzy, Iceman is just as at fault in this as Maverick. You know he’s an accomplice.” The callsigns coming from him were weird. At least he wasn’t calling them Captain or Admiral.

“They’re married Roo. Of course they’re going to be together on things. But you know Dad was more reluctant to pull your papers.” He had said so many times, when he didn’t think she was listening. 

He just lowered his head and sighed. “I know. I know. Just… I haven’t ever been able to figure out my mind about this. I know it’s confusing but I just can’t do it yet.” 

She sympathized with him, she really did. Did he have years and years to figure this out? Yes. But was that ever enough time? Nobody really knew. Things tend to happen when they happen regardless of what your timeline is like. 

“It’s okay brad. I just want you to know that they’re ready when you are. And I selfishly want my family back together.” She gave him a hug and took her leave, she didn’t really know what else to say. 

/////

Her Top Gun graduation was exactly what she imagined it would be. She should know she’s been to a few. It was hot and sunny and she was in heaven. She sat in the front row next to her best friend and had a straight shot of her dads on stage smiling just as widely as her. 

“I know you’re all anxious to be done with this and celebrating with your families, but we have one last thing to do and dare I say it’s the most important part of this ceremony.” Merlin had a look in his eye that Legacy knew all too well, and winked at her knowingly. 

“I’d like to ask Admiral Kazansky and Captain Mitchell to please join me if you would,” They got up quickly and joined their friend at the podium. “This is a special ceremony for both me and these men beside me, and those rowdy old flyboys out in the audience.” 

Slider, Wolfman, Hollywood, Chipper, and Sundown had all made their way to the ceremony the minute they heard the news. They had apparently all received calls from both of her parents the minute she had left her dad’s office. The group cheered at Merlin's words. 

“We are all so excited to present this award for ‘Top Gun’ to Elizabeth “Legacy” Kazansky-Mitchell and her RIO Jake “Thunder” Thompson. Come on up here kids.” He then handed her dad the plaque and he looked like he barely realized what had just happened. Paps looked like he couldn’t believe his eyes as they tracked down to the name on the plaque. 

Liz and Jake shook the hands of the airboss and other brass that had joined them and then she was hugged swiftly by her uncle merlin. She stood before the COMPACFLT/ her father and jokingly held out her hand to shake. He had tears in his eyes as he handed her the plaque and hugged her tightly. 

“Oh I’m so proud of you sweetie. So proud.” He whispered only to her. 

As he let go she was brought into another hug by her Paps almost immediately. 

“You know you didn’t need to change your name right?” His voice was shaky and uncertain. Unusual for the great Maverick. 

“I know, but I wanted to. It’s high time your name is on that plaque. You’ve certainly earned it.” She pulled away to see his tears too and couldn’t help but smile wider. Her Paps had been through so much, he deserved this. 

She turned to the audience and sure enough there sat both Phoenix and Bradley, clapping wildly and smiling at her. She didn’t know what she did to get so lucky, but damn was she grateful. 

#icemav #original female character #Legacy Kazansky-Mitchell #top gun maverick #iceman x maverick #maverick #top gun #iceman kazansky #bradley bradshaw #top gun 1986 #maverick x iceman #rooster top gun #Phoenix #natasha phoenix trace #Phoenix x Original female Character #wlw #sapphic #lgbtq characters

[was-theoretically-theo]

I’m definitely NOT jealous. Especially of Leo. With his stupid British accent and bubbly personality. I mean seriously who is honestly that happy? Constantly!? I think he should get that checked out. Or see a therapist at least.

Yes you are. Shh. British accent is sort of cute just difficult to understand sometimes. Oh God same with the boys in my class and they are not even the cute sort of bubbly they are the irritating annoying sort of bubbly. Contant he he ho ho ha ha what the fuck are you so happy about? Keep it down for Merlin's sake. I am so done with them Theodore. So damn done. You know I don't really like when people get jealous. Because I think there is no point of that. You are mad about something you can't control? I mean if someone wants to leave they WILL leave you can't do anything about it. If someone wants to divert their attention they will do it?? But your jealousy is so cute, I feel like teasing you about it. 🤭🤭

I’m confused.

#𝙼𝚘𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚁𝚎𝚙𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚜

[realtacuardach]

Thanks to @jhalya for the tag!

Part the First

Are you named after someone: I was named after my great grandmother was a mid-wife. For the longest time, I thought when they said she "delivered babies," I thought she had one of those bikes with a basket, and rode around with bundled-up babies in the basket. 🤣

The last time you cried: I teared up yesterday while watching The Incredibles, during the part where the plane with Helen and the kids are about to get hit with missiles (that tone in her voice *sniff*) (I tear up very easily, I teared up the day before in church.)

Do you have kids: No, not yet.

Do you use sarcasm: Fluently 😁

The first thing you notice about a person: Probably the expression on their face

What is the color of your eyes: Brown, sometimes it matches my hair perfectly (other times my hair lightens in the sun)

Scary movies or happy endings: Happy endings! (I typically watch scary movies through my fingers, or just listen intently while attempting to look nonchalantly at my phone. I am a 🐔)

Any special talents: I'm a decent singer, but as far as quirky talents go, I'm pretty good at balancing random things on my head.

Where were you born: United States

What are your hobbies: Reading, writing, singing, acting (once I get back to the theater!)

Have any pets: I have a calico cat named Little Missy! She is trouble, but cute enough to get away with it 😹

What sports do you play/have played: Tennis! I played through high school, and now only pick up the racket occasionally. I definitely need to get back properly into it! (Out of shaaaape)

How tall are you: Short! (5'1")

Favorite subjects in school: English and Social Studies

Dream job: I like my job as an occupational therapist, but sometimes I think it would be a nice to be an author!

Part the Second

First ship: Freylin (Merlin/Freya; they give the man a love interest and she dies in the very same episode...that is the kind of break Merlin got in the BBC show)

Three ships: Obiyuki (Akagami no Shirayukihime), Fredrobin (Fire Emblem Awakening), Frederick/Anne Eliot (Persuasion)

Last song: We Beseech Thee

Last movie: The Incredibles

Currently reading: The Hobbit

Currently watching: Criminal Minds/Poirot/Midsomer Murders/Friends (I vary, also 🎵 one of these things is not like the others🎵)

Currently consuming: Diet Dr Pepper with amaretto 😋

Currently craving: Steak (Dinner for tonight!)

Tagging @claudeng80 @ruleofexception @jj-carstairs @the-pompous-potato

#a little about me

[fandomwh-0-re]

Sunday Brunch- Chapter One

pairing: dramione

coming back from hiatus for a long term dramione fic. i wrote a small drabble on tumblr that me and a lot of people ended up really liking! i’m uploading it here, on twitter, and ao3. i’ve got the same username on all three! enjoy.

warnings/summary: draco is a little angsty and a simp

word count: about 850?

masterlist

Draco had earned his respect back. He had endured a year in Askaban and another four climbing his way out of the hole he put himself in. He even got a job at the Ministry. He was set.

He had this grand plan and so far, he had performed it well. He spent time learning to talk without…negative infliction in his voice. He donated money to charities that he had hand picked and even cared about. He figured out what muggle coffee machines were. He found a way to stop depending on his fathers approval. He found a therapist. He apologized to quite a few people. He made friends. He certainly lived up to his name as head of the Dragon Research an Restraints Bureau at the ministry. All he had to do was work his way up the department ladder. All he had to do was find someone willing to marry him so that his mother would get off his ass. And then he was set.

Except for the atrocious, nagging, infuriating disturbance that was Hermione Granger.

He couldn’t escape her. She was everywhere all the time. She was always around Draco’s friends, but he couldn’t complain about that because they were hers first. She was always sitting next to him when they went out for drinks after work. She was always in his office asking questins for work. He supposed he counldn’t blame her for any of these things much. But he could blame her for being beautiful and distracting and making him laugh and believe that maybe he has some redeeming qualities left. She was holding him back from finding any woman that could live up to her and if he was honest, she was keeping him from climbing the corporate ladder. If he changed offices, would she visit him still? Would she stop by to clarify the wording in his letter if she had to walk all the way to the department offices? Would she still ask him for coffee breaks? He didn’t want to take the chance of losing what he already had and Draco wanted to entertain the hope of more for as long as possible.

She was ruining his plan.

-/-

“I just don’t understand why goblins running the bank is a fine idea but Merlin forbid any other creature decides to be a productive member of society,” Hermione stabbed a peice of her salad, “They say I’m too radical every time I bring up expanding voting rights.”

“Well it is,” Hermione shot him a glare, “Let me finish, Granger. It is radical to them, it’s the only way things have been done for the past few centuries. It’s going to be a slow process of overturning opinions.”

“I know, I just…” She didn’t finish her sentence, shoving salad into her mouth.

Draco glanced up to the clock near the door, deflating when he realized it’s been half an hour. Hermione followed his gaze and he cursed at himself for drawing her attention.

His eyes flickered to her as she ate one last tomato and then covered the to-go bowl with a plastic cover.

“Well,” She gave a small smile as she stood, “Time for work.”

“So it is, Granger.”

-/-

Draco’s days went by excruciatingly slow. It seemed like a single day lasted 70 hours. He used to be very energetic as a child. He had loved climbing the trees surrounding the manor and would put his energy into reading and studying during hogwarts. He felt like there was never enough time to learn and write essays and make potions. In his 6th year, he was so very parched for time. He was running from it constantly trying to fix that cabinet in time for…

But when she leaves after lunch every day, he is left in the silence of his office. He is left doing paperwork and debating if he should invite her out for drinks again. They went last week. Is it too much to go two weeks in a row? Or does it make it a thing and will they continue to go out every week? Should he ask for coffee tomorrow? Brunch on Sunday? What qualifies as a date? He shook his head, she was taking over his thoughts. She wouldn’t go on a date with him. He knew that. He repeated that inside of his mind, enforcing it again. Maybe he’d stop longing for her if he could force it into his brain that he would never get her.

Draco didn’t end up inviting Hermione to anything. No drinks, no brunch, no coffee. The next day she returned for lunch. She enthusiastically informed him on how to use a muggle coffee machine through bites of a club sandwich. He was happy with this. He could live with this. He was okay being friends. Just friends.

#dramione #draco and hermione #draco/hermione #draco malfoy #hermione granger #harry potter fanfiction #dramione fanfic

[xviruserrorx]

Write fanfiction they said! It will be fun they said!

#i'm loosing my mind #i have relatively 134 WIPs right now... #i didn't even bother counting the docs with multiple in them too... #AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH #i need to scream #I'M OVERRUNNED BY WIPS!!!!!!!!!! #someone help #I feel like I should do that wip exchange for some of them because.... #some of them are ship dynamics I just don't know well or I'm just having a hard time writing the characters #i might start making little posts so that I can get rid of some of them and people who actually can write for the ships can claim them #the whole adopt a fic thing maybe? #idk but I need to get rid of some XD #it's piling up and making me stressed for some odd reason #oh my gosh I only counted bbc merlin wips as well!!!!!! #this isn't even counting all my wips!!!!????? #ranting feels good #who needs a therapist when you have the empty blackhole hellsite thats Tumblr #i say half joking... #fanfiction writer #virus rambling

[arthursknight]

if there was a merlin reboot of exactly 1 episode in the year of our lord 2022 and you were in charge. what are 5 things that would happen in it?

oh i've been WAITING for this one. TURN IT UP

look, i am going to frame this as What I Would Do If I Was Actually Writing For The BBC. which is to say: we all know that if i had my damn way it would be a three hour special of just. the most insane fluff you've ever seen in your life.

but. supposing i was actually going to pitch this to the bbc, who will not budget my three hour long queer epic, here is what i would do. (this episode is, however, at LEAST an hour and a half. it's the least they could do.)

we open on merlin in a shitty flat in London. his room is a mess. he's still sleeping on a twin bed. there's a white cat curled around his feet, and he's scruffy because he hasn't shaved in a few days. he's eating Chinese take out. he opens a fortune cookie, and the message says something along the lines of you will be visited by someone important very soon. he crumples it and throws it away. he reaches for another bottle of cider-- would you look at that, it's empty-- and rubs his bleary eyes. a text message comes in from someone named simon-- remember to drink water and you won't be as hungover-- and he stumbles to the bathroom. we see from his window it's raining outside. he goes to brush his teeth.

while scrubbing his face with a towel, lightning strikes outside and thunder claps. he jolts, startled. his eyes turn gold in the mirror. a vase shatters. he whips his head around, eyes wide, in disbelief. merlin, a voice comes. it's distorted and unrecognizable. he shakes his head-- he's hearing things. when he picks up the biggest piece of glass, it cuts his palm. he runs it under the tap, trembling. when he looks up, his eyes are blue again.

cut to: the next day, a cozy office. "you've been missing our sessions," a warm, middle aged lady says over a cup of tea. "and i am fairly certain you're not taking your medication. yet here we are."

merlin smiles bashfully. the first time we hear him speak, he says, "i was never good at listening to direction." the therapist laughs.

"what brings you here, merlin?"

merlin's hands are twitching against his tea cup. there's a bandage around his palm. "i... i don't know. i got drunk last night. thought i..." there's no way to explain this to her in mundane terms. he flounders. "thought i... felt something. that i haven't in a very long time."

she nods, and we get a feeling she might understand, though merlin obviously doesn't share that feeling. "you mean since your friend died."

his laugh is shaky. "sure. yeah."

we cut to: merlin back at his flat. it hasn't stopped raining. he shrugs off his coat and his wellies. the power flickers, once, twice, off. he sighs. tries to get a flashlight. battery's dead. in frustration, he tugs at his hair. "it's not going to work," he mutters out loud to no one except his cat, who meows loudly. with a curse, he outstretches his hand. he says a small incantation in a way that lets us know he hasn't tried this in a long time, and he believes it to be a stupid idea.

nothing happens.

"see? i told you," he tells the cat.

merlin, the voice comes. it's a bit less distorted, still unrecognizable. merlin, can you hear me?

he scrubs his face again, "shut up." we see him scrambling in a medicine cabinet for some pills. he takes one. stares at his reflection. incants again. nothing, merlin, soft. incants again, nothing, merlin, louder, clearer. hangs his head and shakes it. one more time, with feeling. incants again, and this time when the voice comes, it's booming and loud and

it's arthur.

the mirror breaks as the power turns back on.

here's where the details get a bit muddied for yours truly, but the pitch goes like so: merlin, in his haste, scrambles back to avalon (which is in wales). it maybe takes him an embarrassingly long time. trains are delayed and it's raining. we see him grow more and more frantic, wild eyed, and he's trying to reach arthur with his mind. i'm on my way, he keeps saying.

he turns up at avalon. sitting on the shore, staring blankly at the rippling waves, is arthur.

he looks up. they lock eyes.

merlin has thousands of things he wants to say, and they all play out on his face. instead, he says, "it's raining. you're going to catch your death."

arthur snorts, stands up, and sheaths excalibur. "wouldn't be the first time."

they hug. the rain stops.

okay again, details are muddied but: we figure out that Magic Itself is about to die. we learn that merlin has been unable to use magic for centuries, and thought it lost. nope! arthurs back and this time he's going to save it! how, you ask? shut up this is just a pitch.

epic quests are had. in the mean time, though:

your run of the mill "arthur pendragon hasn't been in the world since 5 AD" Jokes, including the moment he first eats Chinese takeout. he becomes obsessed.

we get merlin and arthur mourning their friends, but arthur says, "i saw them, you know. behind the veil. they wanted me here, too."

"who else wanted you here?" merlin sniffs.

"you," and then, quieter, "and me, too."

it all culminates in a scene where arthur and merlin go to a museum exhibition on arthuriana. arthur complains about how messed up the story got-- "why are you so old"-- and stops, suddenly, in front of a large oil painting that looks just like him.

merlin shrugs. "i... had it commissioned."

arthur stares in awe. merlin pulls out his phone and takes a photo-- a king staring back at a king.

somewhere somehow they save magic. again i don't know. don't question me. i do know that probably merlin saves arthur's life, for old time's sake, except this time there is an implication (a very strong one) that arthur is immortal, too, or at the very least unable to be removed from merlin by death.

THE FINAL SCENE.

arthur and merlin sitting next to avalon, having gone back to reminisce. there's a container of Chinese takeout besides them.

"this is called a fortune cookie," merlin says. "you crack it open and it gives you a fortune."

"are they real?"

"they're made up by people in factories, so. no. they're just for fun."

arthur nods. he's quiet for a moment. "so we're... connected. a bond that cannot be broken, not even by death."

merlin shrugs. "it's always been my destiny. our destiny."

arthur nods, looking him over. "so what happens now, then? that our destiny has run its course?"

merlin looks into the lake, back at arthur. "i don't know. i guess we find out."

they both crack open their fortune cookies. "what does yours say?" arthur asks after a quiet moment.

merlin holds his up. it will never end, it says. "weird," he murmurs.

arthur smiles and shows him his. it has just begun.

#bbc merlin #merlin #arthur pendragon #merthur #merlin bbc #two sides of the same coin #my writing #does the instrumental version of king and lionheart play over the closing credits? who's to say. #me. it's me. i am to say and yes it does. #i told yall this would be long and you didn't listen and this is what you get. #@ julian murphy you have my number baby girl. let's talk. #homeybee #ask

[inawickedlittletown]

Queerbaiting and Buddie

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I keep saying that I don’t want to spend any more time on 9-1-1 meta or fic, but the events of this weekend made me open up a document where I had some unfinished meta and in light of the S4 finale airing tonight, I thought I might at least write this: 

“Queerbaiting is a marketing technique for fiction and entertainment in which creators hint at, but then do not actually depict, same-sex romance or other LGBTQ representation. They do so to attract a queer or straight ally audience with the suggestion of relationships or characters that appeal to them, while at the same time attempting to avoid alienating other consumers.” 

That is how Wikipedia defines queerbaiting. And I really feel like everyone needs to read that and then read it again and realize that what is happening on 9-1-1 with Buddie is NOT queerbaiting. 

I don’t want to go into the long history of queerbaiting because we would be here all day and anyone that wants to do some research should go and do so. There are a lot of resources out there. Use them. 

But the short of it is this: queerbaiting has a lot more to do with the way a show is promoted, with the way that anyone involved in the show talks about a queer ship, and with the show deliberately scripting scenes that hint at a relationship without any intention of following through. Expectations and wanting a queer ship to go canon and those expectations not being met do not alone equate to it being queerbaiting. 

For any of us that have been around a long time there are a lot of perfect examples and if you compare Buddie to any of them, they are very different. I’ll name a few:

Merlin/Arthur

John Watson/Sherlock

Emma Swan/Regina

Derek/Stiles

Castiel/Dean Winchester (though they did go canon...barely)

Lena/Kara

Buck and Eddie do not fit into that list. Which isn’t to say that someday they could belong there, but I just do not believe that they will even if Buddie never becomes canon. And this all lies in how Buddie as a ship has been treated both on screen and off. I’ll break it down by season. 

S2: 

Eddie is very clearly introduced as a new character, a straight Army veteran with a disabled kid and family drama. He and Buck have immediate chemistry. We can’t deny that, or deny that from that first episode there are immediate sparks. Unintended sparks, but sparks nevertheless. And it is easy to tell that no one on the production team expected that and the story reflects that. 

Yes a foundation for their friendship is formed and yet the season long story focuses on Eddie’s relationship with his estranged wife and Buck is dealing with his own growth after being left by Abby. Their friendship shines and their scenes are great but none of them suggest romance and there are actually a lot of episodes where Buck and Eddie barely interact in S2 aside from in the background or for small work related moments (this mostly happens after Shannon returns). 

S2 does give us the first acknowledgement from the powers that be aka Tim Minear that they know what the fans have seen. This is why the elf scene exists, but it exists in a space where it’s a nod to the fans and not meant to do much more than that. The other moment is during the call with the livestreamer. But S2, places them completely and without question on a strong friendship. 

S3: 

We see a lot more conflict for Buck and Eddie in this season and we see how close and important they are to each other. Those are the two main things. That can be read as friendship easily and it’s a season where both Buck and Eddie deal with their pasts and in one way or another start to get closure while their friendship remains intact. 

Yes there are some scenes that make us squint and go huh, wtf? (I’m looking at you kitchen scene), but narratively we also know that neither of these boys is ready for a real relationship with anyone, let alone each other. But we can bask in how close they are as well as how Christopher fits in into all of it. 

But in S3 we are also introduced to Ana and we see the return of Abby. We also get to see that Buck and Eddie have become closer than ever and that the lawsuit only serves to highlight the importance that they both feel about having the other available to them. I’ll also quickly mention that Eddie Begins worked hard to highlight Buck’s devotion to Eddie. 

S4: 

Without considering the events of the finale (I am avoiding spoilers and know nothing about it or the speculation), we’ve seen Buck and Eddie both grow and get further closure on their past. This season has paralleled them well and their friendship has not faltered, they’re as close as ever. 

The beginning of the season was heavily focused on Buck and we saw him grow as a person and begin to work on himself in a healthy way and we’ve seen Eddie be supportive of that. 

We also have Ana to consider and her relationship with Eddie as well as the return of Taylor and yet the appearance of these women has not changed the Buck and Eddie dynamic. And I find it fascinating that Eddie beginning to date Ana, is the thing that prompted Buck to start dating. The parallels are all over the place but it is the strength of the friendship and the way they care so deeply about each other that remains whether that becomes romantic is still to be seen, but it could still go either way.  

Off-screen by the end of S2, Tim Minear had already addressed Buddie by throwing in that elf scene in a wink/nudge fashion that said “I see you” and in the scene with the girl with the livestream with the comments. During S3 he tweeted about being frustrated by the fans demanding and being hostile and thinking that that would make him more likely to do what they want (I’m paraphrasing what I remember seeing). Tim has never once said that Buddie will happen or shut the door on the ship entirely, but he did say he did not want to engage in conversation about it because he doesn’t want to get into arguments with fans. 

Oliver has always been enthusiastic about Buddie and has even said that he would be perfectly fine with it happening both a while ago and more recently in promo for S4. Conscious of queerbaiting and not wanting to give fans false hope, he has specifically said that he does not know if it will or won’t happen and that he wouldn’t speak on that as he’s not the one making that decision. His support for it happening does not mean he has any sway one way or the other. He’s said this a few times and even wrote a letter to the effect to make it clear to fans that the last thing he wants is to disappoint someone due to something he’s said. 

All in all, it just isn’t a constructive environment for anyone working on the show to interact with fans on this topic because any time that they do, they get attacked by overly enthusiastic buddie shippers that in many ways are making everything worse. 

In all of the interviews from Tim that I’ve seen, he has always been very quick to hint at what was coming up on the show in a way that at times has been misleading on purpose. The number one thing that comes to mind is early in S4 where Buck was said to get a new woman in his life. Tim absolutely made it out to seem like it was a girlfriend while knowing fully well that it was a therapist. This is an excellent example of what promoting and hinting is actually like. No one from this show has done that in regards to Buddie. 

No one has gone out of their way to hint that it may happen in a way that excites the fans. And this is one of my main reasons for knowing that Buddie is not a queerbait. At no point in the life of the show so far has anyone used Buddie in a promotional way to bring in viewers. Because THAT was the whole point of queerbaiting in the past. 

It was a way that some showrunners found to bring in a lot of viewers when they needed to up their numbers in order to show networks they were worth keeping around. Someone figured out that LGBTQ people wanted to see themselves represented so much so that they would tune in to anything that promised an LGBTQ character in some fashion. It was a tactic that worked well in the landscape of tv where there was so little LGBTQ content on mainstream media that anyone wanting it would latch onto anything. And then they just wouldn’t deliver on those relationships or characters. In 2021, that is not the world we live in any longer. 

In today’s tv landscape there is so much to watch and so much to pick from and diversity has grown, it is celebrated. Queer characters are well represented as are queer relationships and queer stories. The times are different. A while back I was listening to a podcast (Bait: a queerbaiting podcast) and something I found interesting was how the hosts both agreed that in today’s tv landscape there is no more real queerbait and that we won’t easily find anything like the ships I mentioned above. I think I agree more with this than I expected to, because I do think that it exists in some spaces, but it definitely isn’t what it used to be. This is a good thing. 

Specific to 9-1-1, this is a show that has that diversity and that isn’t afraid of tackling that diversity and giving us interesting and nuanced perspectives and stories embracing that. We have characters of color, women in positions of power, a F/F relationship, two multi-racial relationships, a disabled character, other queer characters including a M/M relationship. There is so much in this show that embraces diversity and that embraces the reality of what the world looks like. To call it queerbait is to disrespect everything else that this show is and has done and the hard storylines that have been tackled that we would not have seen on tv ten years ago. 

And I get that Buddie would be another breakthrough. It would be a novel way to tell a queer story, and it would be amazing if it were to happen. The set up is there, but it isn’t fully realized, and Buck and Eddie can still be read as just friends if we take off the shipping goggles. But it also isn’t queerbait or likely to become queerbait and people have to stop calling it that. 

What Buddie resembles is one of the many unintended slow burn ships that have frustrated viewers in many forms across fandoms and we just have to go along for the ride and maybe it will happen. Or maybe it won’t. But if we know anything about relationships on tv, it is that a lot of the fun comes from the journey, even if the destination is good too. 

#911 fox #buddie #911 meta #911 on fox #buddie meta #buddie is not queerbaiting #long post #this is almost 2k long

[merlinspussy]

What your BBC Merlin comfort character says about you (based on my opinion and experience - aka these aren’t to be taken too seriously 😗✌🏼)

Merlin- You are a beautiful, wonderful, amazing, talented, funny, witty and an empathetic person but for the love of god please locate therapy I’m worried about you-

Arthur- You have Mummy and/or Daddy issues. You doubt yourself even when you really shouldn’t. You might also have Imposters Syndrome lurking in you somewhere and how is it being emotionally stunted and unable to express/receive affection easily?

Gwen - You are either somehow really mentally stable or this >< close to going off the deep end yet you’re the therapist of your group and you probably give great hugs and advice. Also if you are close to losing it you probably don’t listen to the advice you give your friends or you don’t open up because none of your friends know what to do because none of them are mentally stable and you are their lifeline??? If you get that somehow then yeah.

Morgana - Parental issues part two. Also anger issues?? Or your temper blinds you . You’re also very strong minded, you strive for what’s right and are very passionate. Did you have an emo phase as well because that seems to radiate as well-

Gaius - You’re mature for your age, maybe it’s trauma or maybe you’re just built different.

Leon - You’re the mum friend. You’re quite stable and have you’re life together yet you’re lumbered with what feels like children for friends but you wouldn’t change them for the world and you know it.

Elyan- You’re severely under appreciated, you also most definitely have the best sense of humour. Also I bet you are great at cooking I just get the feeling. You’re also genuinely a really lovely person to be around because you care so i love you-

Gwaine- You use humour as your coping mechanism. Sorry. But you’re loyal and fun to talk to as well. If not then you have commitment issues and maybe even abandonment issues.

Lancelot - You are the "chill" friend of your group but in reality you’re likely the most chaotic and reckless.

Percival- You are the best hugger in your group and probably are a himbo/bimbo. You are really nice but you could kill someone if you wanted to...

Morguase- You’re the gay cousin or the middle child that’s always forgotten about in favour of the oldest and youngest.

Mordred - Mummy issues 😜, you seek validation constantly. Also very determined?? How’s life being a burnt out gifted kid? Or a child who had their innocence shattered very quickly? Who knows.

#bbc merlin #some of these come from the heart- #some of these most definitely missed the mark but oh well #arthur #arthur pendragon #gwen #merlin #merlin emrys #morgana #morgana pendragon #merthur #morgwen #lancelot #gwencelot #percival #elyan #gwaine #mergana #merlance #mergwen #arwen #perwaine #perlyan #gwen pendragon #gwen bbc #guinevere #morgause #mordred #i could go in on how Mordred saw Arthur as a father figure but that’s for another time-

[donttouchtheneednoggle]

Why I don’t think Gwen and Morgana’s friendship was actually that great

Ok so

I think my issues with Morgwen post s2 are pretty understandable right?  Morgana kidnapping Gwen, hunting her through the woods, trying to get her burned alive, TORTURING AND ENSLAVING HER (although some people still manage to read that as cute and shippy???). It's all bad shit yes? But even before that, they did not really have the greatest friendship.

And the reason for that? Balance.

(Please don't take this as a 'why you should not ship Morgwen'. Ship what you like, this is just why I don’t. Also don’t get me wrong they’re really sweet at times and i definitely see it, it’s just not for me.)

Ok so Gwen is the best friend you could ever hope for. None of why their relationship kinda sucks is because of her. She is kind, generous, supportive, and does far more than what she is paid to do. And that’s where the problems start. 

She stays up with Morgana night after night with her nightmares, she is constantly doing emotional labour for her, and always keeps her own feelings to herself. Now of course friendships aren’t some sort of transactional agreement, but there needs to be some reciprocity. And Gwen never once goes to Morgana when she needs help, she always chooses to go to Merlin or Gaius and later Arthur. Morgana is never her choice to willingly confide in. She does not feel like she can talk to Morgana in the way Morgana can talk to her. 

And I think this is due not in small part to their difference in station, and the fact that at the end of the day Gwen is her servant. And I think Morgana likes to forget that as much as possible and call them friends (and it’s understandable! Because who has she got other than Gwen? Arthur, who she can barely exchange a civil word with? He’s a sibling, not a friend. But sis… your friend is hired), but Gwen never forgets.

Also! They never had fun! Merlin and Gwen were always fucking around and going on adventures and being silly with each other, but you barely even see Gwen and Morgana laughing with each other! In all their more chill scenes Gwen is either cleaning or being Morgana’s therapist. Not so fun for her.

It's not that Morgana doesn’t care about Gwen; she is kind, asks after her welfare, fights for her when she is in danger. But that’s kind of the bare minimum?? For someone in your employment let alone friends. I honestly think that because of M*rthur the bar is so low that Morgana just kind of... walking over it has everyone going they're so in love!!!

And that’s another thing that contributed to the imbalance of friendship between them: Morgana is incredibly selfish. And this is never shown more clearly than in the case of 1x12. 

Now I’ve seen people before use this as a she was so angry that Uther would do this to Gwen and Tom! Isn’t she wonderful! But Morgana A. sort of unintentionally had a hand in Tom’s murder and never told Gwen, and B. immediately made it about herself. She was furious of course for Gwen but she never stopped to think or ask what Gwen wanted like Merlin did. 

She immediately made plans to murder Uther (which I wholeheartedly support don’t get me wrong) but without ever thinking how much more of a strain it would put on Gwen if Morgana’s 'sort of' father died and she had to comfort her and squash down her own grief even more, and that’s even before she knows that she is the reason Morgana did it. She never once stops to think of the impact on the person she purports to do it all for, she just immediately takes a horrible terrible thing and makes it all about her and her feud with Uther.

And that’s not even getting into the classism. I know this is a feature of s3 onwards Morgana, but I just can’t see why she would suddenly start thinking like this if she didn’t before somewhat. She literally calls Gwen a simple minded peasant. And even before, as soon as she's struggling with something she has no qualms in snapping at Gwen, and even after she’s revealed herself as blatantly evil she takes Gwen’s allegiance for granted like she’s got nothing better to do or no one else to love and be loyal to. In season 5 she takes Gwen because she is traumatised and lonely and feels entitled to the same unwavering unreciprocated love and support she used to receive from her, and she doesn’t care that she had to force it (and literally tells Gwen that she should be grateful bc she has OBVIOUSLY never had it as bad as her!)

Clearly s1-2 Morgana is better than Arthur, but at the end of the day they both grew up with the same privilege.

In conclusion Gwen gave Morgana a hundred times more than she ever got back, and I think Gwen knew it. Her friendship with Merlin was far more healthy and fun for her and it was that that she always fell back in in times of need, never Morgana’s. 

@zoingfandom voila​

#bbc merlin #merlin rambles #mine #under the cut bc tagging anti ships doesn't work anymore #i will never not be mad that gwen never got a female friend who wasn't her employer #and if you want to write femslash they're really your only canon option