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sucrosette · 5 months

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★— ⋆｡˚ [He Loves My Butter Lips]

For Day 25 of Carry on Countdown 23, Carnival/Faire. @carryon-countdown

Simon Snow hates his boyfriend and his boyfriend's ego and all the plushies he's won for him so, so bloody bad (but not really, not really at all).

Rated T for... honestly I think Simon is cursing every other sentence in this.

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The best part about the faire is the bloody food. The cheese sticks, the corndogs on sticks, pickles on sticks, the spun sugar on sticks, in certain parts of the world (this part of the world!!) the fried butter on sticks, everything fried and everything on sticks. It’s divine. I’m going to die of a heart attack at one of these godforsaken carnival-faire-decadence-things, but Merlin and Morgana both, it will have been bloody worth it. The best bloody thing is the fucking food. Don’t let anyone else tell you otherwise. If they think otherwise, they’re bloody daft.

Now some people might claim having a boyfriend who could hack all the carnival games would be the best bloody part, but their boyfriends are not Basilton fucking Grimm-Pitch, are they? No, the honour of calling that one a boyfriend is mine, and he’s too bloody smug about it.

Not to say that I don’t love and cherish each and every one of those ridiculously large plushies, and not to say that they don’t each get a name and a little home in our littler apartment, but does Baz have to bloody fucking smirk about it every time he predicts right? Does he have to be right so bloody often?

He’s such a sodding twat about it, I hate him. (I love him. He’s perfect. Never bloody tell him that though, his ego is killing me already.)

Presently, I have four fucking plushies squished in between the space between my arms and my chest and each of them is the size of my torso. “Basil!” I can see him heading to win me a fifth, “Basil, I swear, I literally cannot hold another sodding plush bear, please do not.”

I just want that fried butter, but how will I eat the fried butter without hands to hold the stick required to eat the fried butter? Baz probably wouldn’t even let me eat the fried butter anyway. He should let me eat the fried butter, it’s not like I won’t go at a stick occasionally anyway. He’s trying to train me out of it, the ninny. As if I want to learn better than eating sticks of butter.

He’s already out of bloody earshot.

I huff down at my growing collection of plushies. Mr. Bun, Mrs. Bear, Sir Froggington the Fourth, and the Little Duck that Could will surely have another companion soon. The Little Duck that Could is in fact the largest of the plushes, but he has small animal energy. I think he might also technically be a swan, but it’s too late, he’s already been named. It’s sticking.

There’s nothing to be done about it, I suppose. I faithfully trudge after Basil and pray he’s wrong about his skills in this carnival game, just this once, and then I see what it sodding is.

Bloody fucking football.

No wonder he’s practically whooping about it. Well, as much as Baz might whoop. It’s basically just an overly enthused grin, the smile showing the in the curve of his cheek, a not-quite-there, but not-quite-not-there dimple, his eyes sparkling. I can’t very well tell him not to kick footballs about, it’s Baz Pitch, king of the pitch, it’s in his sodding name.

I find a nearby bench to sit my hindquarters on and plop myself down. At least from here I can partake in a particular favourite activity of my own: staring at Baz’s ass while he kicks bloody footballs about.

It’s been three whole years since Watford and 4 years since he played on any kind of regular team, and he has not lost his form. I rest my chin atop Mrs. Bear’s head and sigh. He’s so bloody handsome it hurts to look at sometimes. I think I feel myself losing braincells I turn so braindead just from the man bloody existing.

I hate him so bloody bad. (He’s so perfect I forget how to speak. He’s so handsome I forget how to breathe. I love him so badly it aches whenever he’s not around. Sometimes I think I’m going to be sick from how insane he makes me.)

He’s beaten the game in a solid minute, he’s such a fucking wanker, I love him so fucking much it’s ridiculous. He’s already walking his way back to me with a giant fucking pink kitten plush in his arms, with ridiculous white patches over it’s eyes, and then he does something that makes me love him some impossible amount more.

A small girl, no more than six or seven, I think, had apparently had shit luck with the game, because she’s looking up at Baz with the biggest pleading eyes I have ever seen on a child. He’s kneeling down to talk to her now and the girl’s adult, I think maybe an older sister or very young aunt, is waving her head, like Basil doesn’t have to do whatever he’s thinking about doing, but Basil only shrugs and hands over the plush like it was nothing.

Oh, he’s so smug and soft and kind and perfect, how bloody dare he.

I am going to snog him so sodding hard when we get home.

When he saunters over to me, he shrugs again, as if to say ‘what more can you do?’ but I still have every intention to rib him about it.

“Did you really just give away Sofia the Third of her Name without asking me?”

Baz perks a brow at me, relieving me of Mr. Bun’s company (how dare he?? We have been bonding??) and my arms thank him for it. “I can win you another if you like.”

“No, no,” I sniff dramatically and I can tell Basil knows I’m just taking the piss, “She seemed nice and not at all like an evil child. You can make it up to me in other ways.”

“And how might I appease his royal plush collector?” Basil doesn’t hesitate to rib me right back and I make a show of thinking about it, looping my arm around his and dragging him away from the games and towards the intoxicating smells of fried food.

“Well, you can start by telling me the little miss’s sob story,” I answer and lean myself a little more against my prick of an overconfident boyfriend as we walk, “And then maybe I’ll decide.”

It’s a lie, by the way, I’ve already decided.

Baz, of course, knows this, but he tells me anyway. “Well, she lost all her tickets trying to win a goldfish, but then fell in love with your Sofia the Third–”

“Sofia the Third of her Name,” I correct.

“Right. She fell in love with your Sofia, but with no tickets she couldn’t even attempt. Besides, it’s already past her bedtime and her aunt needs to get her back home before it gets too late. It wasn’t really much of anything. Sofia cost me basically nothing.”

“Because you game the system,” I’m nodding along even as I hear Baz start to huff over it. It makes me laugh a little.

“I’m just good at the bloody games–” He protests and I’m still laughing.

“Good at breaking them, yes,” I agree, already moving on, “Anyway, you can get me a ride on the ferris wheel with all your obscenely large plushies and a stick of fried butter.”

“Simon,” Baz looks down at me, utterly appalled, “I absolutely refuse to get you a stick of fried butter. I refuse to be party to your early, untimely, cholesterol-related death.”

“But Basil,” I give him my best impression of those puppy dog eyes, “I thought you loved me.”

“We are getting you your ferris wheel ride, but there is absolutely no way I’m kissing you post fried butter. I refuse.”

I’m still pouting ferociously at him.

He’s avoiding looking at me.

We’re stopped in front of the dreaded butter stall.

He’s still not looking at me.

I keep pouting.

He caves.

I’ve got my butter stick, my ferris wheel ride, and kisses at the very top of it, despite his complaints and protests.

I love him so much I might die. I might also die of too much butter intake. I don’t care. It’s stupidly delicious. I’m stupidly happy. He could ask me to marry him right now, I’d definitely say yes. He’s too busy bitching about my butter lips to ask me to marry him though. He’s lying through his teeth.He bloody well adores my butter lips and I know it.

#Carry On Countdown #COC 2023 #baz pitch #simon snow #snowbaz #carry on fanfiction #my writing #fluff fluff fluff #featuring simon's weird love of butter #featuring baz being a cocky prick #this was such a silly day

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yellow-faerie · 10 months

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I really wish I had the patience and time to write a really long au fic/fic series that centres on Ygraine - and later, as we get into the main series, the main cast - as she grows up surrounded by magic and as a dear friend to Nimueh and pretty much anyone she spends any time around, to meeting Uther and becoming queen and maybe having some of his more anti-magic rhetoric start to stick just a little bit

And then Uther is killed soon after Arthur is born by an assassination attempt done by a rogue group of mages

And then we see Ygraine's slow descent into revenge for the man that she loved (a man who's faults she continues to deny and warp after he died) as she goes after those mages and then some more rogue mages until it's almost an all out war against magic

The dragons and the dragonlords fight Camelot in an all out war which ends in Camelot winning, after which Ygraine gives Kilgarrah the "mercy" of being imprisoned rather than killed for being the only dragon not to fight (as Balinor asked him not to, for he still held friendship for Ygraine so couldn't fight her) and Balinor is exiled

Anyway, I kinda want to write this like that so that you can see her slow descent into villainy. She's still kind and she's still just (for the most part), but magic blinds her so that those who practise magic tend to get killed or imprisoned for the most minor of offenses, made out to be something terrible

Still, Nimueh stays at her side and is allowed to train her nieces, Morgana and Morgause. Nimueh is Ygraine's one weakness, for she is wilfully blind to the almost genocide the queen is creating because she loves her so dearly.

Arthur is maybe a tad kinder, a tad more patient, but he is still brash and loud and incredibly proud of his skill with a blade and for being a prince. He doesn't necessarily hate magic but he has an inherent wariness of it in strangers that his mother has instilled in him.

Morgana is far more naïve here, learning magic from her mother's sister and doesn't fully realise the prejudice that magic users suffer because it's not in the law that they can't practise magic - she doesn't realise that the air of fear and distrust makes it incredibly difficult for any magic user to openly practise and still survive because she's lived her whole life as one of the few the Queen trusts

(Ygraine knows that Morgana is Uther's daughter but that is something she is keeping to herself for later use)

Merlin arrives from Ealdor where his mother and father still live because he was growing restless and they trusted Gaius and Alice to take care of him.

The first season is a few minor antagonists (and a few extras who take the place of Nimueh) and it is Merlin keeping his magic secret due to a very natural fear that the Queen might decide he's too dangerous

The second and third seasons have Cornelius Sigan being a much more major threat, taking the place of Morgana and Morgause when minor villains can't, and being the one who eventually takes over Camelot in the S3 finale (and who throws the sleeping curse on Camelot in the S2 finale)

Nimueh is killed in the S3 finale which is the thing that finally breaks Ygraine and leads to Arthur being a stand in king and knight the knights, and all that - Ygraine's death is committed by that same group who killed Uther which fuels some of the anger and hatred in Arthur

S4 focuses on Arthur grappling with magic and what it is, with Agravaine on one shoulder telling him it's evil, and Tristan (Ygraine's brother Tristan) on the other saying that it's good which comes to a head in the S4 finale where Merlin uses magic to save the group and it's revealed

S5 would be more focused on finding ways to allow magic back into the country, while still fighting the odd fringe group of magic users who are still unhappy and a lot of not magic groups who are unhappy the crown is doing this

It ends happily though because it's a sort-of fix-it where most people live and aren't evil

But yeah, I think this would work better in a longer form fic just for the slow descent that you can't quite do in shorter form

#like I said it's a sort of fix-it so I also call this AU #Forcibly Found Family's Your Camelot #since people who arrive in Camelot have about a 50/50 chance of being inducted in #but also yeah I love AUs where Ygraine lives (instead of or with Uther) and makes things better #but I kinda want to do one where she goes a little bit insane from grief #because why not?#Nimueh #Ygraine #Arthur Pendragon #Merlin #Balinor #Morgana #BBC Merlin #Fanfic #kinda #Fae's Stuff #Fae's Fic

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bitsandbobsofwriting · 2 years

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OHMYGOD!!!! Okay, hi, accent!Merlin anon here. That was absolutely BEAUTIFUL! And even better than I could've imagined! I mentioned the accent thing to my best friend (who got me hooked on Merlin) the other day and she was like "yo wtf?? Why wouldn't they do that??" So to know that other ppl think about it too is sooooo validating! I hope this gets enough traction bc I love your fics and would LOVE to see more of this!

(Referencing This Post)

WAHEY!! I'm glad you liked it anon! I've actually had that EXACT rough fic idea in my head for AGES!! It actually goes on a little further as well (Sis/friend shows up at training, asks if she can borrow Merlin, Arthur reluctantly says yes, the two of them do hand to hand, then dagger, sparring in front of everyone and though the sis/friend wins, Merlin is... scarily good. Also there would be bits about sis/friend using magic to remove all the bad joojoo from Morgana's head, because she's been brainwashed obviously, and the others coming to the conclusion that... huh... perhaps magic isn't so bad, if Merlin is completely ok with it (little do they know...).)

ANYWAY

Yeah. I love you anon, you read my mind.

#bbc merlin #merlin #colin morgana #irish merlin #arthur pendragon #merlin with an accent #merlin with an irish accent #colin morgans accent #irish accent #irish hunith #irish gaius #gaels #gael #gaelic #send requests #send asks #asks #requests

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mosses-gate-3 · 4 months

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What is Andis, Salix, and Ren's speech like? Do they have distinct accents? Or any other notable ways of speaking, like using particular phrases, slang, or terms of endearment? Bonus question: What do their voices sound like?

Thank you so much for the ask!!!

Andis has a pretty casual way of speaking I think. He's not particularly formal but he can be very verbose, I think he stumbles over words and has to backtrack ("Wri-- wrote-- WRITTEN, yes, that." or "And the... What's the word. The thingy.") relatively often. I don't think he has much of a notable accent. He snaps his fingers a lot when he's figuring out what in particular to say but generally it's brain -> speech with not a lot of filtration. Dunno what I'd call his voice but I know he's been on Magic T for several years. He's affectionate with his nicknames, he calls people love or friend very often. Honey is usually reserved for passive aggressiveness or concern, in equal measure.

Salix's speech is very posh and dignified, she was raised a lady of the court and it shows. Most of what she says is something she's previously thought about, I think she tends to rehearse conversations a lot. Every interaction is a game of chess and baby she's gonna win. She has a very sharp tone, the best way I'd describe her is acerbic. As she loosens up over the course of the adventure she uses more casual speech but a lot of her courtly mannerisms stay. I imagine her having a similar voice and accent to Morgana in BBC Merlin (played by Katie McGrath but I know she does a different accent for that specific role). Or perhaps Idina Menzel. She doesn't use pet names unless she means it.

Ren doesn't talk much, and when they do it's often formal and as concise as possible. One-word answers or short questions, always. Multiple full sentences, almost never. They're not excessively verbose and certainly didn't swallow the same thesaurus Gale did. They are a very good listener, though - they basically talk like the player character dialogue options. Before speaking they tend to pause and think about the best way to phrase things rather than spewing their consciousness into dialogue. They don't really use pet names often. I don't have a voice claim for them yet but I imagine they're an alto.

You didn't ask about Monty (because he didn't exist at the time of sending the ask lmao) but I'm putting him here anyway-- he talks like a cowboy. He has a recognizably American Southern accent, though it's not super strong. Sugar is his go-to pet name for most people, but when he really means it it's angel or love. His speech kind of feels like he's always in motion, if that makes sense? Like a bit out of breath, a bit flippant, a bit like he's holding his words in the back of his throat. He's kind of a whore also. (e.g. "Well sure, sugar, if you're interested", "Ah, well, ain't that a shame.") If I HAD to voice claim him it would be Eoin Macken probably, something smooth and drawling. Fittingly draconic.

#bg3 tav #my ocs #moss says things #my tav #bg3 #andis #reneeginald #salix #monty

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generalherasyndulla · 7 months

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the bingo meme but exclusively villains from visual novels

SO to keep this simple I'm sticking to one villain per VN and I'm being strict in what I even define as a VN (so no danganronpa, zero escape, aini or ace attorney. although if anyone WANTS my opinion on character from those series my askbox is open)

That said except for a few exception most VN villains (at least from VNs I've played are kinda uhhhhh boring) so don't expect much interesting ANYWAY let's begin under the cut

Takano from Higurashi

You know you'd think I'd have more to see about Takano but like I don't. She's a good character and she works WELL within Higurashi but like I don't particularly love her, that said I also don't hate her. I even get why other people love her she doesn't really click for me in a way that other villains or even in a way that other higurashi characters do. She's a great character just not a blorbo at least for me.

Bernkastel from Umineko

Starting to realize this is gonna become repetitive because once again I like Bern, but most of this doesn't really apply to how I feel about her. She's good I like her character, but that's as deep as that goes.

Mitake Toujirou from Ciconia

So Ciconia is not complete yet so thoughts COULD change but for now GOD this man sucks but in an interesting way so far. I think the contrast between him seemingly being a doting and embarrassing father (in a society where parenthood isn't even a thing anymore) and being the kind of person who would just control his child's body to murder one of his friends makes for a very hateable dude. We don't know much about his motives yet but what we do see so far fucking uhhhhh sucks

Rikako Uematsu from Raging Loop

So I have mixed feelings on this one. Because on the one hand, Rikako is one of the only interesting characters in Raging Loop that has some form of depth. On the other hand that depth is underwritten within its narrative and is very grossly and unnecessarily sexualized. And even then she's made sympathetic and redeemed in a way that doesn't really work at least for me. Then again a lot of Raging's Loop's ending doesn't work for me AT ALL. I do think it's funny that there's like only one route she wins because she's just really bad at making her plan succeed. The concept of a failgirl villain is conceptually funny so she has that going for her!

Aimee Joubert The House in Fata Morgana

So Fatamoru is one of those series I'd argue doesn't really have a main villain. Like sure Morgana takes an antagonistic role in the game but like the whole point of its final door is to save her, and is about how even the men she cursed who did horrible things to her are still people and not complete monsters. Aimee however is only in Michel's chapter and is just an unlikeable person who tortures Michel because she can and has zero redeeming qualities. The backstage extra of fatamoru even call her the most evil woman in the game and yeah I agree she sucks SO much but that's the point.

Kimijima Kou from Robotic;sNote

Shout out to Kimijima for being them most memorable and interesting villain in the entire sciadv series. There's really one other sciadv villain I'm gonna talk about her but like purely going off of canon Kimijima is the best written villain. It's hard to really talk about him since what works about him is the plot twist that he actually is a villain but it works really well! He sucks but he's fun to hate. A solid villain for a deeply underrated VN

Wakui from Chaos;Child

So there's not a really a lot of Wakui in canon and he's not even well developed or anything. BUT as you the bitch asking this question know we have talked a LOT about chaos;child and various headcanons and I'm just attached to our version of Wakui that we expanded canon off of so I appreciate him because of that (and the dog that we decided he definitely has)

Maya from Slow Damage

There are technically other characters I could have chosen for Slow Damage but I think Maya is the most interesting of the Slow Damage villains. Sure she's dead before the start of the VN but she really just haunts the game, especially in Fujieda's route, as the awful manipulative person who tried to groom her son into being just like her. She's vile and will gladly hurt others to achieve what she wants, including Towa but she's not just a one-dimensional hate-sink. Towa finding her diary does help give more depth to her in a way that doesn't remotely excuse her actions or tries to redeem her. In fact it's just an effective to show how she has failed because Towa is not like her. He's not alone like she was and he never will be. (and god slow damage is SO fucking good y'all.)

Alphard from 428 Shibuya Scramble

Alphard is such a FUN villain I don't have much to say about her if only because she's more of a plot twist villain BUT the reveal is done SO well and she has SUCH a presence when the reveal happens too. She also kinda wins at the end which is fascinating and really sells the whole brilliant criminal mastermind thing. Even when she loses she wins!!! Also I haven't watched the anime spinoff yet but whatever the fuck is happening with Canaan is probably gay so good for her. She sucks but also we love a girlboss!

Shuu from Hatoful Boyfriend

Yeah I can't justify anything here I just really love Shuu he sucks SO much but also he genuinely doesn't know any other way of being. Sometimes you fuck up EVERYTHING because you're gay and thought genocide was the best way to help a child???? Literally there is SO much wrong with him and I love that for him <33 Also his human design is kinda hot so there's that going for him too.

Ryouta from Lucid9

He sure is a murder man and that's about it really. He sucks but he serves his purpose in the game well so. meh

Toue from drammatical murder

It's been years since I played dmmd and all I remember about him is his line about being able to "stylishly and drammatically murder someone" that's never fucking elaborated on. the fuck was he talking about????

Monika from doki doki literature club

My opinion on ddlc is mainly that it's fine for what it is but Monika's a pretty good character within it not gonna lie. Idk I have a soft spot for her and she makes me :)

Inubushi Keiko from Remember11

Wow a serial killer with DID how groundbreaking :/ Tbh the only interesting thing about her is that she's involved in the whole body swap through time thing so sometimes she is possessed by a fucking baby and a real woman who is freezing to death and ultimately dies. Idk she doesn't do much for me and as a character herself shes one of the weaker aspects of remember11

and that's all I could think of VN villains (besides some sciadv ones I left out because eh sciadv villain are mostly boring). Enioy whatever this is :)

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charmixpower · 2 years

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I've been thinking about the Wizards of the Black Circle and what would motive them to be so dedicated and came up with this little idea

You know how back in ancient times everyone was constantly warring, empires would rise and collapse on a dime, and generally everything was chaotic and some war lord could takeover half of their content in their lifetime?

So the Wizards all come from around that time, and were gone well before the 1600s

Anyways we've seen from the Trix that one well placed spell and you can have a full army at the command of 3 people

I would now like for you to imagine what these times and constant wars would be like if a percentage of the population had magic

The Wizards of the Black circle aren't specifically against fairies, but all magic users

Mostly because if they only hunted fairies where are all the witches and wizards? Killed by a nonmagical sword? Burned when they can fly away? The fairy hunter thing combined with no magic on earth implies that, as far as magic users go, there were ONLY faries on earth. Which I find to be incredibly odd

Nah, their beef is with ALL magical creatures on earth. To explain why there were no magic users left

They're whole thing is that they noticed that powerful magic was escalating and escalating and escalating and suddenly these things called Major Faries who could short cut to a lesser form of a Guardian Fairy and they realized one bad actor could go crazy with this system and create a small squad into a full army....so they decided to preemptively start indiscriminately murdering people

They're all magic users themselves but Orgon in perticualr has the ability to control magic cores/magic in general, he's probably the only true wizard, thats insanely difficult to go up against

They eventually clashed against a group of Major faries protecting a bunch of young magic users, aka the white circle. Their leader "Mother" Morgana, and their second in command Nebula

They realized they couldn't win, so Orgon decided to try and seal them away...unfortunately for them, the White Circle had the same exact idea and sealed the Wizards away at the same time

Due to all magical users on earth being sealed away in two locations, all casual magic died on earth. Especially because they were also hunting magical animals...yeah. There's very little magic in the air, in plants, or anywhere. The earths magical core is almost dead and has been slowly dying for a while now

(The way I imagine it, to explain why all habitable planets had magic thriving on it at some point when no magic Planets are obviously possible, was to make not having magic a terrible thing. Planets with low/no magic are incredibly at risk for sooo many things, because there is no magic correcting any changes to the environment. Magic also can keep things like suns and black holes stable. So they don't explode. Aka this is Bad News™)

Both the Earth fairies and the Wizards are pulling a Daphne rn and are separately channeling all the magic attracted to them from natural sources into themselves to prolong their life (which is how they haven't died in all these years, and why they can stay transformed much much much longer than magic users form anywhere else) and are both waiting for the other group to rot

The Wizards of the black circle do not know Magix's exists and still think the sun revolves around the earth until they catch up on current science, same for the earth fairies. Neither group knows about the Omega Dimension yet bc it had even been made when they were active

The Winx/Roxy free the earth fairies, the earth faries free the black circle bc they want to kill the wizards, this was a terrible idea because now the black circle is free

They're very good tempered compared to their canon counterparts because their whole thing is "Fallen Paragons". If they ever learned about Valtor or the ancestral witches (and what they did to Domino) they'd probably even try to convince the Winx to go back home to their own planets and leave earth to them. The rest of the magical universe is doomed to these planet destroying high scale wars, but they'll save earth from this fate!

(...They'd have a fucking conniption fit if they ever learned about nuclear bombs. Local Wizards unaware of what people are like)

Which would well contrast with the earth fairies, who are pissed at nonmagical people from turning on them, destroying the planet, and then carrying out the witch trials that wiped out any "two recessive genes matched up perfectly" magic users many generations later

And I thought that contrast would be interesting

Uhhh that's all, thank u 4 reading

#winx club #wizards of the black circle #winx earth faries #winx orgon #winx morgana #winx nebula #reblog #rus chatters #i drew their motivation from fear. rather than anger or a lust for power bc it would set them apart from previous villans

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toririvas · 2 years

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I keep doing the thing where I forget I have this blog so I just think my thoughts in my head rather than put them out into the world. Whoops. AnYWAY here's some orientation headcanons for because I love both lists and gay people <3 maybe I'll do more if this interests someone out there. Also catch me procrastinating this so hard that I forget to do it in pride month.

Tori Rivas:

You look at this woman and tell me she isn't bisexual. Bisexual and I would say probably greyace/greyro, because she really doesn't have a lot of interest in folks in canon text. I think she's just not focused on it so it doesn't exist, but I believe at some point she just sort of "oh. oh." I think she's ambivalent on gender too btw. No real strong attachments either way. Boymode as Hephaestus l, girlmode as Tori, literally whatever's more comfortable or useful. She's efficient like that.

Beverly (a last name I beg of you drew PLEASE):

Also bisexual (leaning more towards men) but Absolutely knows it as opposed to Tori who's like "I'm not sure if I even like boys let alone girls". Beverly knows she's hot shit, and absolutely is into her weird reclusive roommate and that buff dork down the hall. I unironically think her and Austin would be cute but wouldn't work long-term.

Chloe Henson:

This ain't headcanon, it's canon: Chloe is pansexual and has a preference "for people more her size" but other than that doesn't have one. Queen. Love you girlie. Stay winning short king

Lance (last name pls....):

Gay. Homosexual. Fruity. MLM (lovingly). Supportive dumbass. He's just a bro who loves other bros! And grumpy wizards. Especially grumpy wizards.

Warren:

Aforementioned grumpy wizard. MLM. Transed Gender. You're telling me the reclusive bitchy wizard with a techpunk outfit who has a whole background arc about unlearning taught bias with an oppressive mentor figure isn't trans? Bro c'mon work with me here! Gay (derogatory).

Assorted stuff, I think Ivan and Wade had some Experiences in the past but now of course Ivan is Lodestar-sexual and Wade is... Wade. He's an eccentric rich guy he's done everything and he's into whatever I the most interesting. Xelas is yes gender, yes sexuality. She's everything to me. Johnny and Thuggernaut have been married for ten years and are really casual about it but everyone knows. Morgana is a lesbian. Stasis is also a lesbian (but she's bisexual because immortality is boring sometimes). I think there should be more lesbians. Arachnobro is fruity but is really shy about dating because of the whole Bug Thing tm. It's hard to kiss with mandibles.

#villains code #tori rivas #melodys mumblings #chloe henson #beverly bahamut #warren glyph #lance pest control #apprentice squad #the council

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catboyfurina · 2 years

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ok ive been trying to make a noelle team for abyss cus like in overworld theres just the one roight but in spiral abyss they want u to split them up ANYWAY

some thoughts since i dont have enough geo for mono geo or (more importantly) gorou noelle+albedo+chongyun+beidou+xingqiu

im not sure which one to delete. but not noelle. its not a noelle team if shes not on it x3

if i delete albedo, noelle struggles for energy even harder. but also im not sure hes doing much if i delete chongyun, that would objectively be the best at damage because noelles geo infusion can coexist with beidou and xingqius bursts BUT i like chongyun . and he uses e instead of q so thats nice. i dont think i want to remove xingqiu hes really good at slopping water around and hes c6 (due to the kokomi banner) but beidou is also at c6 (kokomi banner) and i like her better. xingqiu wins the meta due to the heals and interruption resistance and the semi shield BUT like. noelle. i do not need those things. so beidou would work just as well. also i think beidous electro has a speed limit on how many it can do WHICH again is not an issue for Me because noelle is slow.

if i delete albedo then thats 3/4 im just waiting on for bursts and theres an energy disadvantage, same with chongyun but without energy disadvantage...,,

i also like how chongyun and xingqiu do freezes but maybe electrocharged would be better since my other team is offbrand (but cooler) morgana so these guys probably shouldnt be freeze based,,...i need an element to deal with cryo fatui :P

this decision would be much easier if i had gorou

maybe i should do noelle+albedo+xingqiu+beidou, thus beidou and albedo would be built for when i can transition to a noelle+gorou+albedo+beidou team and since xingqiu is overall good he could switch out with beidou if its particularly electro-y

BUT if i go for double freezes,....then i get more freeze

also its good for my artifacts cus then they can wear ganyus rejects

hrmhrmrhrmmmm

#this is mostly me typing things where i can find them later #beeep #im forgetful so if i dont put it here ill lose it in my one billion untitled google docs #but if anyone has ideas i am open 2 suggestions #not if the suggestion is get gorou tho. that is up to paimon to decide #altho if i did have gorou then it would be a good idea to still have a bonus not geo...#but i think id probably pick beidou because i think electro has really good er ?#and shes a pirate so.#and i only have 2 5 star weapons and shes holding the second SO #a smart person would say hey. i have hu tao ascended fully.#but hu tao likes to be on the field. and thats where noelle lives!!!#hu tao is really just for running cus of how she makes butterflies happen #bep #hmmm checking the wiki beidous e will increase charged and normal damage #WHICH if i get that and then switch to noelle will be very good #because sweeping times damage is based on normals and the burst damage is just the initial swing #i think i have convinced myself into picking beidou #but then the question is the other three #and would electrocharged be better than superconduct #and is albedo REALLY that important #i also feel a little bad splitting up the boys . because they r besties #im normal about video games because it took me this long to start doing a materials schedule #which is like super necessary because why does every character except kokomi have talent books on tues/fri . girl.

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P5R: Rebel Girl (A FeMC Story/P5R Rework) Chapter 182: Raising the Stakes

Makoto was on the phone with her sister’s new assistant. She had just found out her sister was her own crusader, and was panicking about it. Still, she needed to remain calm. “Riko?” she said.

“Yes,” Riko replied. “Look, I’m sorry for calling you so late at night.”

“...It’s alright,” Makoto replied. “What is this about?”

“Right,” Riko said. “Oh, wait, before that, is your sister home?”

“No?” Makoto replied.

“Oh,” Riko said. “Well, she’s not here.”

“I’m sure she’ll be home soon,” Makoto assured her.

“Right,” Riko said. “Look, something…weird and troubling happened, and I don’t know who else to turn to. You’re Sae’s sister, so I thought you could help.”

Makoto was intrigued by Riko’s words. “I mean, sure. Um, what happened exactly?”

“Well..I was hoping that maybe we can discuss this tomorrow,” Riko said. “Sorry, it’s a lot, and I don’t want to keep you up all night.”

“Well, likewise I guess,” Makoto said. “Alright, I guess we can meet tomorrow.”

“Great!” Riko said. “Alright, where do you work?”

Makoto was taken aback by the question. …'Work’?”

“Yeah, I was thinking I could swing by once you get out of work tomorrow to meet up,” Riko clarified.

“Um…I’m a third year student at Shujin Academy,” Makoto explained.

There was a long pause before Riko said “Oh, I am so embarrassed. Based on the way Sae talked about you, I assumed you were her older sister.”

“Oh!” Makoto reacted, now also embarrassed.

“Yeah…” Riko said. “Well, um, maybe we can meet after school.”

“That would work,” Makoto said.

“Great!” Riko said. “See you then!’

“Ditto!” Makoto said. They both hung up, embarrassed.

The next day, as Sojiro, Futaba, Ren, and Morgana were having breakfast, Ren turned to Sojiro and asked “Say, can we borrow Leblanc this afternoon?”

“Well…” Futaba said. “We could meet here as well.”

“I know,” Ren said. “But Leblanc has a cooler atmosphere. Besides, it’s more hideout-y.”

“True,” Futaba said. “I don’t think most thief hideouts include my mom’s old ‘Live, Laugh, Love’ poster hanging up.”

“...I like keeping it around,” Sojiro said. “And it’s fine. I’ve got business to attend to anyways.”

Ren and Futaba were intrigued. “What kind of business?” Futaba asked.

“Or perhaps do you mean ‘pleasure’?” Ren joked.

Sojiro glared at Ren. “It’s personal business.”

“Pleasure,” Ren whispered Futaba.

Sojiro’s brow furrowed. “Do you want me to revoke your hideout privileges?”

“I have a key,” Ren pointed out.

“Want me to take away your key?”

“I’ll just steal it back,” Ren retorted. “I am a thief after all.”

Sohiro sighed. “Just…be quiet.” Ren and Futaba giggled.

The finished breakfast. “Thanks Sojiro,” Futaba said.

“Yeah, thanks,” Ren said.

“Don’t mention it,” Sojiro said.

Ren chuckled slightly. She then lowered her bag. “C’mon Morgana, let’s go!” Morgana hopped into the bag, and they headed out.

As they were going to school, the Phantom Thieves group chat started up.

Makoto: I have some bad news, and some…interesting news.

Yusuke: What is it?

Makoto: Sis has a crusader now.

Yusuke: What?!

Makoto: Even worse, it’s herself.

Ryuji: FOR REAL?!

Futaba: Yeah, that’s bad.

Sumire: Maybe we should have made a mad dash in.

Jose: Actually, I think this might be better.

Ryuji: HOW?!

Jose: At least this way, once we win, it’ll be easier to get Makoto’s sister on side.

Ren: Hmmm

Ren: That may be true.

Ryuji: Great. Now all we have to do is win.

Ann: You say that like it’s impossible.

Jose: Yeah Ryuji. You taught me nothing is impossible.

Ryuji: …I guess you’re right.

Ryuji: LET’S DO THIS!

Ann: YEAH!

Lena: What’s the interesting news?

Makoto: Oh, right.

Makoto: My sister’s assistant gave me a call.

Makoto: She said something weird and troubling happened.

Lena: Huh.

Haru: Do you think your sister’s assistant knows something?

Futaba: Her becoming her own crusader certainly fits the bill.

Makoto: Well, I’m meeting her after school today to confirm.

Haru: Do you want me to come with you?

Haru: If it is what we suspect it might be, then it might be easier with two people.

Haru: I know I was worried when I talked to you about Hiroki. I thought you thought I was a lunatic.

Makoto: I think I’ll be fine on my own.

Makoto: Besides, it might be overwhelming for her.

Haru: I see.

Makoto: Good looking out though.

Ren: So, you meet with your sister’s assistant, and then come over to Leblanc to meet with us.

Makoto: I think that’s the plan.

Ren: Alright. Let’s go!

They put their phones away, and headed to school.

Meanwhile, Riko arrived and knocked on Sae’s door. “It’s me,” she said.

“Come in!” Sae said.

Riko opened the door. “Hey, um, so, not that I don’t believe in you, but how are you feeling?”

Sae smiled. “I’m feeling better than ever.”

Riko was surprised.”Oh! Oh, well that’s great!”

Sae nodded. "I just needed some time to think.”

“Right,” Riko said. “Well, you know I’m here in case you need anything.”

“Of course,” Sae said. “Thank you.” Riko smiled, nodded, and closed the door behind her. She sighed, unsure of how to feel. She sat at her desk, and began work for the day.

A little while later, Riko came into Sae’s office again. “Um, I’m thinking about taking my break now,” she said.

“Actually,” Sae responded, “I think you’re free to take the rest of the day off.”

Riko was stunned. “R-Really?”

Sae nodded. “I was just here today to make some preparations.” She got up and walked to Riko. “The rest of the day, I have something else to do.”

“Oh?” Riko wondered. “Um, maybe I could be of assistance?”

Sae shook her head. “It’s alright Riko. What I’m doing now, well, to be honest, I need to do on my own, OK?” Riko nodded. Sae put her hand on Riko’s shoulder. “Good. Thank you for being there for me. I was a little skeptical at first, but you really are amazing. Don’t let anyone else tell you otherwise.”

Riko got slightly embarrassed. “Th-Thanks.” Sae smiled and nodded. She then started to gather her things. Meanwhile, Riko kept watching her for a bit, before slowly backing away and doing the same.

Riko was on her way to Shujin. School had let out not too long ago, so she decided to give Makoto a call. Makoto answered. “Hello?”

“Uh, hi,” Riko said “I’m almost there.”

“Great,” Makoto said. “I’m just wrapping up a few things, and then I’ll meet you outside.”

“Sounds good,” Riko said. “Wait, um, I don’t think we know what we look like.”

“Oh, right,” Makoto said. “They gave a brief description of each other. “Well, see you soon then?”

“See you soon,” Riko said. They hung up. Riko kept going.

She soon arrived and began looking for Makoto. “Hey!” a voice called out. She saw Makoto rush up to her and ask “You’re…Riko, correct?” Riko nodded. “I’m Makoto.”

Riko smiled. “Nice to meet you,” she said, reaching her hand out. Makoto reciprocated the handshake. “So, where do you want to meet?”

“Well…” Makoto said, treading carefully. “Let’s head over to the diner on Central Street.”

Riko shrugged. “OK.” The two women headed over.

Once they were situated, Makoto asked “So, what did you want to talk about?”

Riko showed some trepidation. “Well…” She sighed. “This is going to sound insane, but Sae needs help.”

Makoto put her hand on Riko’s. “Don’t worry. I’m here for you, and for my sister.”

Riko felt a little more relaxed. “So, last night…things got really intense. We were called over to the SIU director’s house…”

“Wait, his house?” Makoto said.

Riko nodded. “He posted bail.”

“Figures…” Makoto said. “Anyways, please continue.”

Riko nodded. “He had given us a calling card. He said it was from The Phantom Thieves, and it said that they were going to kill him in a month.”

“I’m sorry, what?” Makoto said, aghast.

“When we met with him previously, he said that he was coerced into this mental shutdown business by The Phantom Thieves in the first place,” Riko continued.

“WHAT?!” Makoto said, simply baffled by the audacity of this man.

“I mean, I don’t believe it,” Riko explained, “but Sae seems dead set on this idea. Anyways, after our first meeting, I decided to get some help. So one of my friends hooked me up with a simple listening device. I had a feeling the director was hiding something, but I needed proof.

When we were called back there, I hid the bug and checked in a little late. He said that his plan was to lure The Phantom Thieves in and either have Sae take them out, or have them weaken her enough so that they can take Sae out.” Makoto gasped, her face turning pale. “He then discovered the bug, and destroyed it.”

“Well…at least we got that information,” Makoto assured her.

“Well…” Riko said. “He knew of the bug’s existence and just told me as an insult, saying that nobody would believe me.”

“Oh…” Makoto said, dejected.

“Yeah,” Riko agreed. “Now, as crazy as that is, it’s nothing compared to what happened next.” Makoto listened closer. “I…went to tell Sae this, but she wasn’t in her office. Instead, there was this mysterious figure, calling herself Sae’s ‘new assistant’.”

“Huh,” Makoto said.

“She explained that she gave Sae the power to take on The Phantom Thieves,” Riko went on. “I tried to explain the situation, but the figure was intent on Sae pursuing them. The figure then also offered me this power to join Sae, but I refused.”

“Wait, huh?” Makoto wondered.

“The figure then laughed,” Riko explained. “They said that things were going their way anyway, so she said she’d give me a key, but all she told me was ‘Fashion Show’.”

“Match Found,” Makoto’s phone said, confirming everything for her.

Riko was confused. “What was that?”

“Oh, um, well….” Makoto said. She couldn’t afford to keep Riko in the dark anymore. “Listen, I have a solution, but I’m going to need you to swear to absolute secrecy, do you hear me?”

Riko was taken aback. Still, she answered “Um, sure.”

“Great,” Makoto nodded. “Now, let’s go. I have some friends I’d like you to meet.” Riko was still confused, but decided to go along. She was already this far in; might as well go the whole nine yards.

A little later, Makoto and Riko arrived at Leblanc. Makoto went to open the door. “Um, the sign says it’s closed,” Riko said.

Makoto smiled. “Don’t worry.” She opened it.

Inside, the other thieves had already assembled. They turned towards her. “Hey Makoto,” Ryuji said.

“How’d it go?” Ann asked.

They noticed Riko. “Who might this be?” Yusuke asked.

“Everyone, this is Riko,” Makoto introduced. “She’s my sister’s assistant.” Everyone was stunned silent. Her presence enough confirmed that she knew something vital, and they were both eager and terrified of what she knew.

“Uh, hi?” Riko said, still a little confused.

“Riko, these are my friends,” Makoto said. “And we are The Phantom Thieves.”

Riko was surprised by this “Oh! Oh. Uh, hi.” The thieves greeted her.

“Now,” Makoto asked, “would you tell everyone else what you told me?”

Riko nodded. “Sure.” She turned back to everyone. “Well, um, before we get to it, I do want to say that I am personally a huge fan.” The thieves were a little surprised. “Now then…” Riko explained what had happened.

Once she finished, Yusuke said “I see…”

“Holy shit!” Ryuji exclaimed.

“That was certainly a lot,” Haru said.

Riko was still a little confused. “You…seem to know what’s going on.”

“Well, we are The Phantom Thieves,” Futaba said.

“And this concerns us deeply,” Ann added.

“Care to explain then?” Riko said.

“Certainly,” Jose said. “Um, where do we begin.”

“Well, I will say, your hunch about the calling card and the director’s explanation of things is false,” Sumire said.

“We didn’t even form until April,” Ann added.

“And that figure you saw,” Lena said. “Her name is Eris.”

“Eris?” Riko wondered.

Ren nodded. “She goes around causing trouble for us.”

“I see,” Riko said.

“Now, before we continue, I will say,” Ren said, “the things we’re going to tell you are going to sound unbelievable, but it is the honest truth. Do you understand?” Riko nodded. “Good. So, we as The Phantom Thieves don’t entirely operate on this plane of existence.” Riko was confused.

Futaba took the wheel. “You see, there’s an alternate dimension called ‘The Metaverse’, and we have access to it. Using this access, we go in and steal people’s desires, changing their hearts.”

“Oh!” Riko said. “That…That explains a lot and nothing at all.”

“It’s hard to believe,” Makoto said. “I don’t think I’d believe it if I didn’t go myself. Oh, speaking of,” she took her phone out, “Do you have this app?”

Riko looked at the strange app. She checked her phone. “Nnnnnnno? I don’t think so.”

Yusuke sighed. “I was looking forward to having a new teammate.”

“I think it’s better this way,” Lena said. “I mean, it’d be nice to have someone keeping an eye on Makoto's sister for us knowing what we know.”

“That is true,” Yusuke said.

“Assuming she’d join us,” Ryuji said.

“I will!” Riko insisted. “If it’s for Sae’s sake...I will.”

Ren smirked. “Sounds like we got us a new ally. Futaba, you wanna finish explaining?”

Futaba nodded. “OK, so, for most of the people, we go to this place called Mementos. However, some people have desires so warped, they have these things called Palaces, which are essentially big structures that symbolize their power and desire. We go in, steal the treasure, and their heart changes.”

Riko nodded. “So, where does Eris come into play?”

“Well, that’s where things get tricky,” Ren said.

“Eris is a being who corrupts a person to also take on the palace ruler,” Futaba said. “However, their aim is usually…more violent to say the least.”

“Oh,” Riko said. “So those are the other people you mention on the calling cards.”

“Precisely!” Jose jumped in.

“So, who’s Sae crusading against?” Riko asked. Everyone was a little surprised. “I mean, if this Eris person gave her power, she’s crusading against someone else, right?”

“Well…” Ryuji said.

“No,” Makoto said, firmly. “My sister is crusading against herself.” Riko gasped. “It’s a really dangerous combination, so we need to get this right.”

“Plus with everything you said about the director,” Lena pointed out. “This is going to be even more dangerous.”

“Especially with how connected he is with this mental shutdown business,” Haru pointed out.

“We certainly have our work cut out for us,” Sumire said “But it’s nothing we can’t handle!”

“So,” Ren said, “are you still in?”

Riko was shaking. Still, she knew her answer. “Of course! What’s our plan of attack?”

Ren smiled. “Well, our first goal is to do a little reconnaissance. We’ll take a look at her palace from the inside, while you quietly gather information for us. Once we have a good idea of what we’re up against, we can formulate a plan.”

“Alright,” Riko said. “So, are you going to do that now?”

“Well…” Ren said.

“It’s getting late,” Ann said.

“I think we should wait until we’re at 100%,” Sumire said.

“Tomorrow works fine for me,” Yusuke said.

Makoto nodded. “The sooner the better.”

“Alright, that makes sense,” Riko said. “Plus, I can gather some info.”

“That’s the spirit!” Haru said.

“In the meantime, you want something to eat?” Ren offered.

“Oh, uh, sure,” Riko answered.

“Anyone else?” Ren offered. They all agreed. Ren then got to work making dinner for the group. Once they ate, the group broke off, and headed home for the night.

In her room, Ren was lying on her bed. Morgana slinked in. “Oh, hey Morgana,” Ren said. “What do you make of all of this?”

“Well…it is unusual, even for us,” Morgana replied.

“Do you think we can succeed?” Ren asked.

“Well, I guess it depends on what our goal is,” Morgana said. “We have a lot on our plate, and if Eris is convinced that something will go haywire, as much as I hate to admit it, I don’t doubt that happening.”

“Well a little chaos is fine,” Ren said. “We just need to manage it.”

“That’s true,” Morgana said. “But I think before we make any definitive move, we have to know as much as we can.”

Ren smiled. “My thoughts exactly.”

Morgana smiled back. “Well, I’ll leave you alone for now. Then tomorrow, we strike!”

Ren got up and walked Morgana to the door. “Goodnight Morgana.”

“Goodnight,” Morgana said, leaving. Ren shut the door, and turned off the light.

As she turned to head back to bed, she noticed that Eris was sitting there. “Well well, what a lovely new room.”

“Eris…” Ren said with contempt

“The one and only,” Eris replied.

“What do you want now?” Ren wondered.

“I just came in to see how things are going,” Eris said, standing up. SHe walked up to Ren and began circling her. “It seems that the keeper of the key managed to get it to you faster than I had anticipated.”

“Sorry to ruin your fun,” Ren said.

Eris stopped in front of Ren. “Oh dear, the fun is only just beginning. Like I told Riko, something’s going to give.”

“We’re aware,” Ren said.

“You don’t seem so hostile about that,” Eris said.

“Personally, I think something needs to give,” Ren said. “That way, we can grasp onto something and finally get a leg up on the situation.”

“Hm hm,” Eris chuckled. “You know I’ll always be one jump ahead.”

“We’ll see,” Ren said.

“He he,” Eris giggled some more. “You don’t even know what’s beyond this palace, and you think you’ll still hold out.”

“I've held out so far,” Ren countered

“True, but this is going to be different,” Eris said. “Although, you still need to manage this series of events first. What will you sacrifice to get to the bottom of this?”

“Well, we’re working on figuring that out,” Ren said.

Eris laughed. “You say that, yet it’s not going to be as simple as you think.”

“Well, with everyone working together, it’ll be simpler than you think,” Ren said.

“I suppose,” Eris said. “But at this stage in the game, no one is willing to give up something for free. You have to be prepared to ante up, and for everyone else to do the same.”

Ren smirked. “I think that’s where you’ve underestimated us. We’ve been all in since the beginning.”

Eris laughed some more. “That MOXY! Well, just so you know, when your chips are down, I’d be happy to give you some more…for a fee.”

“We’ll be fine,” Ren said. “We’re good at loading the deck.”

“If you say so,” Eris siad. “But don’t say I didn’t warn you. Remember: you’re in too deep now. The consequences will be DIRE if you can’t manage a miracle.”

“Well then, a miracle is what we’ll aim for,” Ren countered.

Eris shrugged. “I guess it’s no use trying to convince you.”

“About time you learned that lesson,” Ren reported.

“Oh don’t worry,” Eris siad. “I’m also all in, and I will break you, one way or another. This conversation is just a courtesy before things become too overwhelming. You think you’ve seen everything I can do? You’ve seen nothing yet! I pray you come to your senses and you won’t need to see what I am capable of.”

Hunger-Eris: Rank 7

Eris disappeared after her ominous threat. Ren decided to shrug it off and got to bed for the night. She had a big day tomorrow.

Meanwhile, director Ono was at his house making tea. He then took a needle, drew some blood from his finger, and dripped it into one of the cups. He mixed it in with the tea, and headed out. Sae was waiting for him. “Here you are,” Ono said, giving Sae the tainted tea.

“Thank you,” Sae said. She sipped her tea. “Now, as for my conditions.”

“Fire away,” Ono said.

“First, I want you to actually serve time,” Sae said. “I’m not letting you get off with just a fine, even if you can afford it.”

“Of course,’ Ono said.

“But more importantly,” Sae said, “once this is said and done, I want your job.”

“Pardon?” Ono said.

“You heard me,” Sae insisted.

Ono was a little reluctant. “Fine. I suppose you’ve earned it.”

Sae smirked. “Excellent.” Ono smiled back, though his was a deceptive smile. Each of them thought they had the other where they wanted. Yet neither of them knew that The Phantom Thieves were preparing to disrupt both their plans.

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Guys I know it's The Year of Our Lord 2023 and I am still thinking about BBC Merlin that ended in *checks watch* jesus christ 2012 but I was rewatching the series with my partner and we were really enjoying it and I felt very validated that this show I had watched as a teen WAS good actually, but then...

Like why is Season 4 like that? Like why are the last two seasons so garbage? I'm sorry?? Why did we do Morgana like that? Katie McGrath CAN ACT I've SEEN IT why is she DOING IT LIKE THAT??

We still haven't been able to finish season 5 because it is a bit of a slog and they really just flattened several characters, most notably Gwen and Morgana, but others as well. Why is Gwen, who was absolutely a main character in the first three seasons who had a lot of agency suddenly like, a background character who occasionally intervenes but is otherwise there for Arthur's character development?

ALSO WHY is Morgana NOT a good villain?? There are NO STAKES when she's the antagonist of an episode or even a slew of episodes. I think the longest time she's been able to "win" is like...two episodes? Maybe? Morgana should have been like Cersei in terms of threat levels, but she's just not and that's so a) uncharacteristic in terms of her S1-3 characterization and b) NOT GOOD STORY TELLING because your BIGGEST VILLAIN isn't even the most threatening thing they've been up against. Ghost Uther was more dangerous than Living Morgana!

She's a goth paper bag in seasons 4 and 5 and they do a horrible job trying to make us sympathize with her but also fear her (something done much better for villains in GOT or other shows - GOT is just on my mind because of the shared aesthetic - and NOT COUNTING the last few seasons).

Also Merlin?? Hello?? Why has he become the cop? S4-5 Merlin is essentially that cop in all cop shows who has a "gut instinct" that THAT GUY is the bad guy and he'll go against the law to beat his ass up and get him to confess and when Gaius or Arthur or anyone else calls him out he's like "Yeah but I had a /bad feeling/ about them" like BITCH WHY??

I love Mordred's arc, but it's predicated on Merlin being the literal worst and obviously our main characters need to have flaws but Merlin hates Mordred in a very un-Merlin-like way. He used to reject his visions or at least try to change them, but as soon as he sees Mordred killing Arthur or whatever he immediately hates Mordred no matter what Mordred does to show Merlin that he is changed. Old Merlin would have accepted that! Maybe that was a deliberate writing choice in the "I've learned I can't change fate" kind of way, but it plays very poorly on screen.

Anyway this was supposed to be a one paragraph rant about how BBC Merlin did my girl Morgana dirty in later seasons and I just kept remembering things to say so thank you for listening to my TED talk feel free to interact I'd love to talk about it.

#merlin #bbc merlin #morgana #gwen #arthur #merlin s4 #merlin s5 #rant #my post

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WIP Wednesday (@2am Thursday again! WOO)

I think I'll be done with this scene next week. I hope I'm done with it next week anyways. But honestly I wouldn't be shock if it's got 2 if I add more like I did this section. I've also got a portion in this scene not posted and toward the end of the following scene that are giving me trouble for approximately the same reason.

From last week's:

“Ryuji, you may have to think on whether you can too. Niijima-senpai and Okumura-senpai are college students and Kitagawa lives alone in a dorm,” Yuuki sweeped his hand across the table at the three members in question. “Niijima-san might voice a want to know where Niijima-senpai is, but I don’t think those two would stop each other if everyone is doing alright. Since she knows you all can take good care of yourselves and the world.” Yuuki added with a shrug.

Continuing on:

“Yeah, Sae just told me a few weeks ago that she doesn’t expect to see me a lot this summer and to keep everyone out of trouble,” Makoto nodded as she explained. “But Yuuki-kun, I thought both Haru and I have expressed a want to at least drop the senpai?”

“Him and Sumire-chan are always so polite. But aren’t we at least friends by now, Yuuki-kun?” Haru reached over Akira to hold Yuuki’s hand.

“Yes?” Yuuki received one of the brightest beaming smiles from the heiress and a few laughs from the gathered friends.

“And it’s ‘we’ can! You’ve been a part of us for a while now,” Morgana called as he jumped onto Futaba, causing her to squeak in surprise.

Makoto directed her attention back squarely on their curly haired header. “Speaking of Sumire-chan, she has a gymnastics camp for this first week of summer that ends in a competition.” She got a nod in response from him.

“So that’s why she wasn’t here!”

Futaba threw a ball of napkins at the blond boy as she asked, “Did you not read that group text, Ryuji?”

“What? Akira didn’t know either, right?” The blond looked to his friend for reassurance and confirmation and got a confused nod. Once he turned back to Futaba, Ryuji waved his hand towards Akira and opened his mouth.

Only for his hands to near immediately be put down onto the table by Ann, which closed his mouth. The model explained “He wasn’t in that group chat since she told us in the party planning group.”

“On what I was talking about, Tak…Ann-san’s parents are rarely around and freely allow her to take modeling jobs at her own leisure and study abroad. She has the ability to have a believable story or the money to be able to travel Japan under her own power.” Yuuki had gotten a little flustered as Akira put his arm around his waist but quickly adjusted back into a comfortable position and pace.

“Why are you going backwards on names, Yuuki?” Futaba asked as she got off the ledge to lean against it, Morgana moving to lean on her shoulders.

Ann looked between the two techies before ignoring the name flub. She went on to say, “Yeah, my parents left for their own summer vacation yesterday and won’t be back for at least 2 weeks.”

Makoto asked the blonde, “And technically you are only here due to summer break in the US being around the same time, right?”

“Yeah! I’ll be a year behind in graduating here in Japan, but maybe that will work out in my favor.” Ann shrugged as she smiled. “But it's the middle of the summer break before my year there so I wouldn’t have many friends or things to do there right now if I even went now.”

“Your parents will be in a show in Copenhagen, correct?” Yusuke asked fairly suddenly. The artist idly continued, “I wonder what beauty could be found there…”

Ann blinked at Yusuke. “Uh, yeah. When did I mention that?”

“You did not. A potential patron mentioned his agency prepping some work for there and your parents were listed in some of the noteworthy guests lists.”

“Yusuke, I-”

Futaba tapped the cat on her shoulder’s nose as she said, “Nope, let Inari have this win, Kitty.”

“I am not-” Morgana started to say something again before being booped again before Futaba began to play-fight him.

Yuuki smiled at the orange haired girl as he continued his ramble to Ryuji, “And Futaba-chan, well let’s just say between Sak… Boss not being too different from Niijima-san in opinion, she’ll also be with Akira.”

“Older brother, right,” Ryuji nodded along with that reasoning.

“Ryuji! Niishima! Stop being so embarrassing!” Futaba looked back at them while pausing her onslaught on Morgana.

“You weren’t saying that a few weeks ago when they took you to the arcade in Akihabara for a break from studying, Taba-chan,” Haru teased the younger girl.

“Haru, not you too!”

Apparently Futaba stopped paying attention to Morgana long enough for her to get a paw flat to her nose with the cat squawking a delighted “Gotcha!” Futaba fell backwards causing both to go crashing to the floor and everyone else to give some laughter. The geek gathered Morgana to pet him more in apologies.

#persona 5 #p5 #mishima yuuki #kurusu akira #sakamoto ryuji #niijima makoto #morgana #sakura futaba #okumura haru #takamaki ann #phantom thieves #I don't know where Futaba and Morgana being silly in this way came from #probably them spending a lot of time together in the new year before being separated by Akira moving?#its a joy to write someone doing more than sitting at a table...#.... I'm dreading another scene's detailing/editing process. Sojiro in the background is the only thing that's gonna save me I'm guessing #And might make it seem less like I just randomly add him when I want #Everyone present gets at least a couple lines today's and we are only missing 5 for how many I'm gonna need to add to the balance long term #Most scenes I've tried to get all people to talk regularly have several conversations happing simultaneously but read each one at a time #royal strikers #2.2/?#shuyuu #and its getting more blatant as they hopefully get back into their groove #(and me mine)#And it definitely isn't that I don't do further editing but these are at least at comfortable points for me when I post here #its often is a few sentences here and there taken out edited and most importantly added #which is a big reason I'm not ready to post to AO3 yet #I wouldn't want to drive people nuts with editing updates

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anileahvictoria · 2 years

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I think turning Jim into a troll defeats the purose of choosing a human Trollhunter to begin with. It was a gamble to turn him troll because there was a chance Jim's heart, one of the main things that sets Jim apart, would turn troll. And it did. Jim totally changed, and instead of mostly Jim and a little troll to give him a boost, it was troll with almost non of the Jim we know and love. Now I do agree Jim would not have won againt Gunmar as he was, just him and his sword, but that was why we got the triabrick stones (which did absalutly nothing), remember! Also, if it was a big group effort taking on Gunmar instead of everyone else doing crowd control while Jim took on the boss one on one, they couldve won without trolljim!

So what if Jim desided not to risck losing himself becoming a troll? What if the triambrick stones Actually. Did. Their. Job? And what if everyone, Jim, Claire, Toby, the Creep Slayers, Strickler, Barbra, Blinky, Aaarrrgghh!!!, Aja, Krel, Namoura, Merlin, all came in and just beat the crap out of gunmar?

So, I give you an alternate scene where Jim refuses Merlins offer, the first part of a series I'm hoping to write, so I hope you enjoy!

"You were supposed to be my Champion."

Jim's eyes fluttered open to find he was tied to a chair in his own kitchen, Merlin casually working at the counter.

Jim pulled at his bindings, "You tied me up?"

"I'm opening your eyes," Merlin replied, not turning around.

"You're worse than Gunmar. At least he doesn't pretend to care about the world."

"I care. I do. I just see the bigger picture. Four instances," Merlin finally turned to face Jim, the jar of lightning in one hand, "That wasn't a wild goose chase I sent you on yesterday. These ingredients hold a greater purpose.

"What purpose?"

"To turn you into a troll."

"You want to turn me into a troll?"

"Actually, half troll." Merlin clarified, "Consider this recipe my way of evening the odds."

Merlin put the ingredients into the Food Magic 3000 and blended the concoction. He poured the green elixir into a jar, and Jim watched as the liquid slowly turned black.

"I'm not drinking that," Jim said in disgust.

"Oh, you won't be consuming it. If this old man could overpower you, what do you think Gunmar or Angor Rot will do?" Merlin held the now pitch black potion up, examining it. "You must pour the elixir into water. Submerge yourself in said water and, presto! You will be born anew."

Jim's mind churned, and he found himself asking the same question that he'd asked so many times before. "But why me?"

"Your heart." Merlin said, turning away, "I once had a heart as pure as yours, I believe. In my rest, I saw a way to finally end this stalemate. To win this war, I must have a champion with a foot in both worlds."

Jim frowned, thinking.

"Then... why not a changeling?" He finally said. "They live both lives. What's the point of choosing a human to be your champion if you were going to turn me into a troll anyway?" Jim asked. This turning troll solution was making less and less sense to him.

Merlin's face hardened at the mention of changelings, "Firstly, Changelings can not be trusted. I'd sooner be bested by Morgana than let my amulet choose such a vile creature of darkness as my champion. And secondly, I did not, in fact, choose you. The amulet I created, chose you. It knew as well as I did that we needed a Trollhunter with a heart truer and stronger than any troll's, and certainly purer than any Impure's."

"Couldn't changing me into a troll change... me?"

"Part of you will remain Jim, but the other part will never be the same. There's no way of knowing what will change and what will stay." Merlin admitted. "It is a risk you must be willing to take."

Jim's head was whirling with a million things that didn't make sense about this plan. His heart twisted as he realized he could kind of relate to Angor Rots in a way. Just like Angor Rot risked losing his soul to save his people, Jim risked losing himself to save his friends. And so he made his decision.

"My heart is human." Jim said finally, "It breaks, it makes mistakes, but it does what it takes. If your amulet chose me to be your champion only so you could change me into something I'm not, then it should've chosen a troll to begin with." Suddenly whatever held Jim bound to his chair fell away. "Huh? You untied me?"

Merlin frowned in confusion, "What? No, I-" He sighed, dragging a hand across his worn face, a scowl replacing his frown. "I never tied you. I was trying to open your eyes, but it seems they are shut so tight not even I can make you see."

"Or maybe they were never closed in the first place." Jim said, standing.

"If you remain human, then your fight with Gunmar will be your last. You will not walk away from this battle, that is certain. Your strength alone can not defeat Gunmar or Angor Rot."

Just then, Jim's phone rang, and he smiled when he saw it was Toby.

"Good thing I don't work alone."

#trollhunters au #trollhunters fan fic #trollhunters #jim lake jr #fan fic

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daydream-believin · 3 years

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MERLIN’S APPRENTICE & MERLIN’S CHAMPION || trollhunters

warnings: swearing

a/n: if rott gave me anything it gave me this idea

I KNOW I SAID “JUICY” BUT REALLY THAT WAS JUST THE ANGST POTENTIAL,, THAT IM NOT INDULGING IN THIS POST IM SORRY LMAO

OKAY WHAT IM REALLY TALKING BOUT HERE IS A GOOD MERLIN/ARTHUR BUT IT ACTUALLY WORKS

no sorry i haven’t seen bbc merlin don’t come for me i’m ignorant

OKAY SO

we know douxie kept an eye on the human trollhunter and co

but douxie’s really having a hard time convincing himself he’s just doing his job

he’s actually enjoying this a little too much despite how boring staying in the shadows is

and he’s kinda worried?

so he’s got this bright idea: you know what would better help him keeps tabs? if he befriends this person

and so he does

fuck merlin’s shadows

sod the rules

ofc he’s very up front about knowing they’re the trollhunter and that he’s merlin’s apprentice

we wouldn’t want that to become a huge festering secret that eats douxie from the inside out until the inevitable reveal when merlin calls them both to help with the arcane order and they realize they’ve both been lying to each other’s faces for months/years and neither of them know if they could ever trust the other again, right? — phew *catches breath*

but before you know it, mr. casperan and mx. trollhunter are best friends

he’s basically the toby to your jim

and you’re very happy to have a best friend like douxie

he understands that monster hunting hustle

he’s the only person you can vent to and actually talk about what’s going on without sounding like a loon

and douxie likes being able to tell someone all his frustrations with merlin, since you’re also in that boat with him

you spar sometimes. it’s fun, but you’re very careful not to accidentally hurt your friend (he’s extremely careful not to hurt you or wound your ego by effortlessly wiping you out)

ofc, there’s the occasional, brushing of hands, faces a little too close together, accidentally winding up on top of one another, purposefully winding up on top of one another 👀 you know how sparring be

you and douxie are a duo. a duo who have become trollmarket’s resident troublemakers, to vendel’s exasperation

you guys tease each other a lot

you do a lot of stupid shit, cause hey, now you have magic armor and a magic sword and a magic best friend, did you think you wouldn’t get up to some shenanigans?

douxie is your impulse control and he’s not a very good one, as he’s just as bad

truthfully archie has the brain cell

and pranks? gods the pranks. you two are always either pranking each other or you’re teaming up to prank some other troll who said smth mean to you in the pub. vendel had to personally put a stop to it (read: chew you out)

doux thinks the world of you tho, you’re such a noble knight, and likes to tell people about how you’re a cinnamon roll, so innocent, so pure

and then they meet you and you directly contradict those statements

trollhunter: i’ve never done anything wrong in my life, ever

douxie: i know this and i love you

(spoiler: you’ve done lots and lots of wrong)

doux spends an awful lot of time slinking around trollmarket now, and he’s in the know for everything that’s happening

(no more being kept in the dark for this wizard apprentice)

and doux knows merlin won’t completely approve of this, but hey, it’s not like he’s helping and thus directly disobeying

really, he’s not helping you at all, it’s really fucking annoying

okay so mayyybe the occasional healing spell. you’ve got those puppy dog eyes he can’t say no to

but you understand his sense of duty, or whatever it is that drives a follower, technically being a follower of merlin yourself

you respect the old geezer (as you have not been turned into a half-troll yet) as a wise mythical figure, and as your best friend’s father

and what a perfect match you are for each other, champion and apprentice, mutually being screwed over by a guy you both think has all the answers

you and douxie help each other grow in your self-worths, that you two are more than the chances merlin has given to you

unfortunately, mortifyingly, you have caught feelings.

douxie has also caught feelings, and is saying nothing yep you have enough on your plate without him putting this on you so he’ll just quietly pine and suffer don’t mind him choking to death in the corner when you take off your helmet and throw back your hair

y’all’s problem really starts manifesting itself as protectiveness. you are really protective of your wizard and he is really protective of his knight

lots of things said that are Not What Friends Say but neither of you really want to be the one to point that out

lots and lots of i love yous that slowly get more and more serious until it’s not exactly platonic anymore

and it’s just really nice to have someone to get coffee (or your favored hot drink) with at four in the morning after a tussle with a troll

and that’s basically how you and douxie spend the bulk of trollhunters, just vibing

as much as you can vibe, with all the changelings and shit trying to murder you all the time

then merlin wakes up and shakes up your world

you are aware of your impending doom

you’re aware of it

merlin keeps looking you up and down like he’s mentally making up the measurements of your coffin

and tbh the idea of fighting gunmar freaks you tf out

and you’re supposed to win that fight?

gods

you’re preparing for your nightmares coming true soon

truthfully you knew your fucking job had a 100% mortality rate

you don’t want to die with regrets

you spill

you spill all the things you’d wanted to tell him and how much he means to you and that you couldn’t bear it if you were a goner before he knew

miraculously, douxie feels the same and tells you all the things he’d been holding back and and what you mean to him and how much he wants to protect you, that you’re gonna make it, if he had anything to say about it

and everything is perfect for one night

now you have a real reason to win

not that saving humanity isn’t a big responsibility on your shoulders and definitely A Reason

but knowing douxie’s waiting for you, for the life you’ll build together after this, the peace you’ll both have, it’s absolutely a big motivation to give your all and come out victorious and survive

hahaha loser you don’t know about the arcane order

and then merlin uses your microwave to cook a weird potion

you and merlin are alone in the house, but there’s no real mind games necessary. you may have grown past thinking he was a god, but in the end, you’re still a follower of merlin, and if merlin thinks this could give you an edge, well, who are you to question his methods

doesn’t mean you aren’t nervous as your master hands you the bottle

yet you don’t even hesitate to drown yourself in the black abyss of the tub

whatever it takes amirite?

and now you’re a half-troll

a sexy half-troll, if you do say so yourself

yeah, no ‘i’m a monster’ angst here, you’re loving the power-up

you’ve got to treat it like a cool new power-up or you will cry actually tbh i lied about the no-angst thing a new body is disorienting

your only real concern is douxie

not concerned for long tho, he sees you and the first thing out of his mouth is “nuclear!”

and he senses your concern, so he does go out of his way to assure you that boy, girl, enby, or half-troll, he loves you for your soul, darling

also again half-troll! you is hot as hell so he’s not really losing anything here 👀

he makes sure you know that too, not to let any insecurities fester

him raking his eyes up and down you gives the opposite effect of the dread merlin sent down your spine doing it

anyways,,,

doux helps out a lot more in the eternal night

like helps merlin re-defeat and re-seal morgana

he’ll do it again in few weeks but with a bigger role you know, this is practice

thank merlin for that edge YOU ARE THE LAST TROLLHUNTER YOU ARE VICTORIOUS YOUVE GOT GUNMARS HEAD IN YOUR HANDS HAHAHA

but now you’ve got to go to new jersey

douxie’s been instructed to stay in arcadia tho 🥺

it’s okay, you’ll see each other again soon

sooner than you realize

and until then you talk each other to sleep every night over the phone <3

merlins glad, actually. he’s glad hisirdoux found some solace. even if it is with the lamb he was raising for the slaughter. maybe things will go okay for them. the time map suggests it might be so

hisirdoux may have done things in a way he didn’t quite approve of, but that’s because he’s becoming his own wizard, and merlin is proud

#okay okay i’m done #see you in wizards #douxie x reader #hisirdoux casperan x reader #tales of arcadia x reader #tales of arcadia imagine #douxie imagine #hisirdoux casperan imagine #hisirdoux casperan #douxie #douxie casperan x reader #tales of arcadia #my writing

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bitsandbobsofwriting · 2 years

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Merlin, Morgana, and Mordred have fun,

Arthur is confused (but not questioning it), and Leon is... tired.

TW: Abuse of the servants :(

“Merls, it’s not even dawn yet, where are you going?”

Leon’s voice, gruff and tired, and his grabbing hands make it even harder for Merlin to extricate himself from the covers, but he pulls himself out of the bed, fumbling around until his lips find the knight’s forehead before he mutters:

“I’ve got to meet ‘Gana and Mor, Lord Gus arrives this morning and we need to make sure his room smells weird. Go back to sleep.”

Leon sighs, muttering something that sounds distinctly like “fucking magic users” before rolling over again, reaching behind him to briefly squeeze Merlin’s hand before allowing himself to close his eyes:

“Be careful, Arthur may be planning the repeal but he hasn’t done it yet, and if he finds out about your magic because you’re pranking people of all things, he’ll kick off. And I’m...-”

He fails to hold in a yawn as he snuggles further under the blankets:

“-I’m too tired to deal with that this morning. Or ever.”

Merlin makes an offended noise in the back of his throat, standing over the knight with his hands on his hips:

“Firstly, we are not pranking people, we’re simply... discouraging arseholes from staying here longer than absolutely necessary. Secondly, you've already threatened to kill Arthur on multiple occasions just because he was mean to me, so don’t act like you wouldn’t commit regicide if he was even mildly annoyed about the magic. And thirdly, I really don’t think that, at this point, Arthur would be angry anyway, I mean, we’ve been through so... Lee??”

The First Knight responds with a snore that Merlin is at least semi sure is fake, but he drops it anyway, rolling his eyes fondly and quietly making his way from the room. He meets Mordred and Morgana a corridor over, and they look mightily unimpressed with how late he is, if anything could be considered late this early in the morning:

“Where’ve you been?”

Merlin huffs out an annoyed breath and jogs to catch up with them as they start making their way through the castle, nodding unassumingly at the guards they pass:

“Slept in, then bickered with Leon—who was asleep at the time—about the semantics of what we’re doing.”

Morgana just snorts in amusement as Mordred raises an eyebrow, but neither of them choose to comment as they reach the guest chambers that had been prepared for the visiting Lord the previous evening. The guy is staunchly anti magic, anti anything-Arthur-does to be honest, which is what put him on their shit list. Today, that means making sure his room smells vaguely of fish, and tomorrow, that means enchanting him to stutter over a burp every time he tries to say anything mean to or near Arthur. Especially when in front of council members.

They finish up quickly, separating in the corridor not even half and hour later so they can head back to their rooms before the day actually starts. For Morgana, that luckily entails another few hours of sleep, though for Mordred and Merlin it means a few more minutes in bed at most. Given Leon’s penchant for rising early, Merlin doesn’t bother going back to the knight’s room for more sleep, just heads straight to Gaius’ so he can help with the morning rounds before having to wake Arthur.

Merlin can tell Arthur is nervous to host Lord Gus as a guest in the day’s council meeting, especially given his rude and unimpressed demeanour when he’d arrived in the morning, but Merlin and Mordred, who’d persuaded Leon to place him on guard duty for the duration of the Lord’s stay, cover their grins as the man struggles to make it through even one derisive comment before having to force a belch back down his throat.

By the end of the meeting, the Lord had also tipped a cup of wine down his front, thoroughly disgusted the rest of the council, and mildly amused Arthur, which the two Warlocks count as distinctive wins.

When Lord Gus leaves three days earlier than he was due to later in the week, Merlin, Mordred, and Morgana share almost evil grins as Arthur gleefully waves him off in the courtyard, all while Leon glares at Lancelot, as if to say “You knew about the magic first! You’re his best friend! Control him!” and Lance responds with a helpless shrug, as if to say “He’s your partner, and anyway, when has anyone managed to control him?”

It’s a little more serious the next time the three of them get together and decide that something must be done about Arthur’s most recent guest.

The man, a Lord Hefner from the Northern most part of the Kingdom, is despicable in every manner of the word. He was an old supporter of Uther’s, and his first visit to the Kingdom’s Capital since Arthur’s father had died, some years previously, has everyone on edge. All remember the cruel words he had a habit of letting fly at the squires, at the knights, at the young Prince, all remember even more vividly the bruises he would leave on the staff and the terror with which the young women would move around the castle.

Merlin and Morgana have no doubt that the man hasn’t changed, despite Camelot’s new ruler—and said ruler’s well known reputation for treating his servants far better than his predecessor had—and quickly fill Sir Mordred in on the horror stories. They have semi reluctant, semi eager help from Leon with that one. The First Knight knows full well what they intend to do, and though he refuses to even stand guard whilst they mess about in his room or put together their plans of action, he is willing to turn a blind eye and let them get on with it. There are few people in this world who can break down Sir Leon’s defences and make him truly angry, but Lord Hefner is definitely one of those people. Though his personal hatred of the man is probably just an excuse to cover the fact that he knows that, when the three of them put their minds to something, there’s nothing he can do to stop them short of locking them in the dungeons. And even that wouldn’t work for longer than an hour at most.

It doesn’t take long for things to kick off. The three of them know that they have to be careful when it comes to Lord Hefner; anything wrong with his room or service, and the servants and Arthur would take the brunt of it. It wouldn’t make a man like Hefner embarrassed and uncomfortable and make him want to leave, it would just make him act like even more of an arse. Merlin, much to the others’ annoyance, volunteers to be the Lord’s main servant. Even Arthur speaks out against that, but when Merlin puts his foot down, nothing can convince him to change his mind. If Gaius sneakily tops up the medical supplies in Leon’s room, and Leon has a few of his most trusted knights keep a much closer eye on Merlin than they normally would, and Gwen makes a habit of tracking him down to check on him at various points across the day... no one mentions it.

Though none of this prevents the servant from traipsing back into the First Knight’s quarters with a split lip and a hand print shaped bruise wrapped around his shoulder the very same evening that the Lord had arrived. He sits down heavily on the edge of the bed, running his tongue over the cut before Leon huffs and taps him on the arm, prompting him to stop so he can lift up the wet cloth in his hand:

“Merls, you should-”

Merlin huffs and rolls his eyes, pulling away slightly so he can cross his arms. He just about manages to hold in the wince as the movement jostles his shoulder:

“Be more responsible, yes, I know, there’s not much I can do when that prick decides it’s time to get punchy because the Kitchen gave me his dinner late.”

Leon clenches his jaw, but forces his empty hand in between Merlin’s arms, squeezing his wrist gently as he dabs at the cut:

“-I was actually going to say that you should stand up for yourself more often. If you’d left the room and gone straight to Arthur, he wouldn’t have minded. In fact he’d probably love an excuse to get rid of him.”

Merlin’s face softens a little, and he turns his head sideways so he can press an apologetic kiss to the back of the knight’s hand, but he quickly frowns and shakes his head:

“No, he has to want to leave, and he has to leave after losing any renown he has in the court. Otherwise he can still hurt Arthur. And... Arthur may be against abuse of the staff, and so may most of the court now he’s bought in people he trusts, but he hasn’t been able to depose all of the old guard, and they’re the ones with the most influence paired with the most outdated beliefs. People like Gus—harmless arseholes—are easy, Hefner... he’ll take work.”

Leon sighs, but nods all the same, kneeling down in front of Merlin and leaning his hands against his knees, a tense, worried frown on his face:

“Just... be careful? You still can’t use your magic openly, and I don’t want you getting hurt. More hurt.-”

His expression falls into something distinctly angrier as he lifts a hand to brush his fingertips over the bruises he knows are hidden under Merlin’s tunic:

“-If he ever lays a hand on you again, I want you to come find me. I will personally make sure he knows how Camelot knights treat abusers.”

Merlin huffs out a soft laugh and leans forward, tilting Leon’s face up with soft fingers on his chin so he can press a gentle kiss to his mouth. He leans back again, smirking at the pink dusting the knight’s cheeks and the sudden lack of anger in his brow:

“Make sure he knows how protective you are, you mean.-”

The Warlock’s face falls slightly and he frowns as he looks to his lap, his voice losing it’s teasing edge and going quiet:

“-I wouldn’t want him to know, anyway. Camelot’s First Knight, a Lord no less, courting a foreign-born servant... I can’t even imagine the amount of shit he’d give you for that.”

It’s a conversation they’ve had many times, a conversation that Leon is always waiting for, knowing it’ll come around again sooner or later. Despite all of Merlin’s talk about the whole Nobility vs Common-Born dichotomy being the stupidest thing he’s ever come across, he does get a little hypocritically self-conscious when it comes to his relationship with Leon. The knight sighs, and this time it’s his turn to tilt the other man’s chin up with a gentle, loving hand:

“I don’t care what some arsehole from the North thinks of me, Merlin, I care that you’re safe, and happy. It was a long time before you finally let me in, a long time in which you gained scars and injuries that I couldn’t prevent, nor could I avenge for you. But now that you’re here, with me, I refuse to let you gain anymore. I imagine Morgana and Mordred feel the same. So do what you have to, have him hiccup through every word and piss himself in front of the council and trip over in the courtyard, but don’t put yourself in any danger, ok?”

Merlin sighs as though feeling put upon, but smiles and nods easily:

“Ok.”

Leon hadn’t realised quite how seriously Merlin would take his words, not until the flash of gold in Lady Morgana’s eyes the next morning—almost perfectly concealed by a flick of her hair—was closely followed Lord Hefner’s embarrassingly loud hiccups for the remainder of the breakfast. Leon is fortunate enough (meaning he reassigned himself the role after Merlin’s bruises and blood the previous evening) to find himself as The King’s Guard during the ordeal, and though he’s desperate to chastise Morgana for being so obvious, he can’t help but be smug at Merlin’s hidden smile and satisfied expression every time his back is turned to the Lord.

The First Knight, fortunately or not so depending on your perspective, has other matters to attend to after breakfast concludes itself, so with a bow to The King, barely a glance in The Lord’s direction, and a subtle squeeze of Merlin’s hand as he walks past, he leaves the room without a backwards glance. That, is when Merlin shoots a message to Mordred through their mental link:

“Lee’s gone. Hefner and Arthur are about to go on that hunt, are you finished?”

He quickly gets an affirmative back, and when Morgana raises her eyebrow just a fraction, she quickly has to stamp down her pleased smirk at the servant’s miniscule nod. What Mordred is finished with, dear readers, is convincing Hefner’s horse, with a little help from his magic (and some sugar cubes), that his master is a very horrid man who absolutely deserves to be bucked off at least once during the day’s outing.

Merlin and Morgana wait at the citadel gates for the two men, and their gaggle of knightly protection, to ride off, satisfied smirks on their faces when Sir Mordred, accompanying the group much to Sir Leon’s despair, glances back, winking. Lord Hefner’s horse already looks comfortably grumpy, and Merlin can feel it in the air, in every vibration of the horse’s poor hooves against the cobbled ground, that Hefner would not be astride him for much longer.

What none of them had considered is that Lord Hefner being bucked from his horse, with minor injuries to his arse but major injuries to his pride, would just make him even more aggressive towards the servants in the evening. Thankfully, at least Merlin would say thankfully, Merlin manages to direct all of the Lord’s attention to himself, finally exiting the Lord’s room an hour after he was meant to with new bruises and a limp that he’s not quite sure he can hide.

He doesn’t have to try hiding it for long, because Morgana is loitering in the hall, evidently waiting for him, and the scowl she sports when she sees him leaning against the wall, taking a deep breath before bracing himself to walk, is vicious. Merlin manages to calm her down, just about stopping her from storming into the Lord’s room to give him a piece of her mind by making himself as pathetic looking as possible, and quietly asking:

“Could you give me a hand getting back to Leon’s? It’s just... my leg is really kind of hurting...”

He feels slightly guilty at manipulating Morgana so, but he knows her being all riled up won’t help, would end up with both her and Arthur in difficult positions. Sometimes she needs a towering, powerful Warlock giving her an order, and sometimes she needs someone to look after, and Merlin really hopes he’s guessed right. The look Morgana gives him, wounded and desperate to help, tells him he did guess right, and he allows her to take most of his weight as she pulls him down the corridor:

“We’re going to Gaius so he can look at you. I’ll send a guard for Leon, and he can help you back to your rooms afterwards—if Gaius doesn’t want to keep you overnight, that is.”

Merlin huffs out a tired laugh and rolls his eyes, but doesn’t resist:

“I’ll call for Leon, and it’s really not that bad. Nothing’s broken, I just twisted an ankle and bruised a couple of ribs.”

Morgana growls slightly at his words, adjusting the grip she has around his waist as they come to a stop outside Gaius’ room, fortunately having managed to avoid all the castle guards:

“You did not twist anything, you did not bruise anything, that pig did those things to you, and I’ll be damned if I have him in our Kingdom any longer.”

She knocks harshly, and it doesn’t take Gaius long to open the door and bustle the two of them over to a pallet, sitting Merlin down and not bothering to wave Morgana away, knowing that nothing could pull her from the servant’s side until she was less... angry:

“Yeah, well, there’s not much else we can do except keep humiliating him until he leaves. Worst comes to worse he’s only meant to be here for another few days anyway. I can deal with a few days.”

Morgana huffs, but she’s interrupted by Gaius’ tut and muttered instructions before she can argue:

“You will not be dealing with anything, young man. I want you off this ankle entirely for at least five days, if not a week.”

Merlin’s eyes go wide, and he jabs an elbow into Morgana’s ribs at her satisfied smirk before continuing to gape at his uncle:

“Gaius, a week?! That’s ridiculous!-”

Gaius raises an eyebrow tilting his head slightly until Merlin huffs and continues:

“-Three days of light activity, and not a second longer, and I’m still serving Hefner, like hell am I letting anyone else do it.”

Morgana’s smirk grows, and Merlin gets the distinct impression that she’s gone and done that thing where she comes up with something incredibly cunning and intelligent and sometimes just a little cruel and vindictive. He simultaneously loves and hates when she does that:

“Well, the servant he was assigned has succumbed to injuries he gained whilst on the job, the good Lord will simply have to make do without a servant until he leaves.”

Merlin lets out a low laugh and shakes his head in disbelief, muttering a quiet “Fine” just as Leon knocks, entering without waiting for a reply. He seems panicked, knowing that Merlin has a tendency to under-exaggerate his own injures, though when he sees the smiling Warlock sat on the patient pallet as Gaius and Morgana smirk, he relaxes slightly:

“Ready to go, Merls?”

Normally he’d stay and chat and make sure Merlin was one hundred percent ok, but that was before the two of them could communicate mentally. Now that he can see him, Leon knows from the vague cloud of satisfaction and calm happiness in his partner’s mind, that he’s just fine. The servant nods, and with Leon’s arm around his waist, steadying him on his bad ankle, they make their way back to the knight’s room. Morgana waits barely a second after the door shuts before turning to Gaius with a raised eyebrow:

“A whole week of rest? I know you’re the physician, but doesn’t that seem just a little excessive?”

Gaius hums and nods:

“Hmm. It actually only needs a day or so, probably less with his magic helping along the healing process, but you know what he’s like. I say one day, he’ll ignore me entirely, I say three days, I might get a few hours out of him, I say a week, hopefully he rests it for a day or two.”

Morgana gets up with a quiet laugh, walking towards the door with the intention of sleeping (only after walking by Lord Hefner’s room and muttering some rather horrible nightmare curses under his door). She pauses in the doorway and looks back with an amused smile:

“You’ll have to teach me tricks like that one day, Gaius.”

He sighs good-naturedly:

“It took years of practice, My Lady. Years.”

She snorts in a very unlady-like manner, before muttering a quiet “Goodnight, Gaius” and shutting the door behind her.

Lord Hefner seems shaken the next morning, though other than a raised eyebrow from Sir Lancelot, nothing goes mentioned when he says both please and thank you to the serving staff in a matter of minutes.

When Mordred pulls Morgana aside in the corridor however, she drops all pretences and smirks viciously as the knight demands:

“What did you do, and where’s Merlin?”

Morgana quirks her eyebrows before checking the corridor once more, pulling the two of them further into the alcove and answering quietly, though confidently:

“Our guest gave Merlin some bruised ribs and a twisted ankle last night, I simply walked by his room and gave him some rather horrifying nightmares about servants rising up and Kings punishing him for his cruelty. I was rather... imaginative, with my spell work.”

Mordred huffs, annoyed, before he shakes his head and laughs instead:

“I want to be angry at you for being too reckless, but I probably would’ve just killed him. Or at least orchestrated his accidental death. Nicely done, My Lady.”

Morgana’s smirk drops and she scowls slightly, muttering in a dark voice:

“Believe me, death is not out of the cards quite yet. If he’s not gone from the city by the end of Merlin’s bedrest, I want him gone from this world.”

Before Mordred can respond, the two of them are interrupted by a pointed cough beside them. They turn to see Leon stood there, arms crossed as he towers over the two of them with an unreadable expression marring his face.

Morgana raises a challenging eyebrow even as Mordred shrinks slightly under The First Knight’s unwavering gaze, but he simply rolls his eyes in response, checking the corridor before crowding himself into their alcove and deadpan-ly muttering:

“What’s the plan, then?”

Morgana furrows her brows assessingly, but Mordred shrugs his lips and shakes his head:

“Plan for what, Sir Leon?”

Leon’s jaw clenches tightly, and his sharp eyes land on the younger knight with clearly restrained anger:

“Merlin is hurt, both because of his station, and because people like Hefner have spent almost three decades making it so he, and people like him, like you, can’t defend themselves. I’m not in the mood for games nor silly pranks, I want him gone.”

Mordred gulps and looks to Morgana, who just nods, matching Leon’s mood in a second:

“He’s already scared shitless, you should’ve seen him at breakfast. I gave him some rather graphic nightmares last night. I think only a little more pushing and we could get him to leave by tomorrow.”

Leon tilts his head slightly and raises an eyebrow as he responds, lowly and slowly:

“Not quite the extreme version of gone I meant, but it’ll do.”

Mordred pales even further, but at Leon’s slight smirk, he relaxes. Though not fully, of course. He knows that one wrong move on Lord Hefner’s part could turn Morgana and Leon’s jests into reality, and he’d rather not have to explain that one to Arthur.

By lunchtime, the Lord is thoroughly off his high horse. After being made aware of Merlin’s injuries, not only Arthur, but half the council as well, seem determined to undermine Hefner at every turn, both in polite conversation, and in more serious matters. He’s also had every servant turn their noses up at him, and the guards step in rather forcefully when he sees fit to start doling out punishment for said disrespect.

And that’s all before magic’s intervention.

By dinner, he’s begun seeing rather nasty hallucinations around every corner, has tripped down the courtyard steps, and has had a hand stray just a touch too close to a lit torch. The manic eyes, bruised torso, and bandaged fingers all give Morgana, Mordred, and Leon a certain level of satisfaction that can’t be ignored, though everyone is far too focused on Lord Hefner’s absence during the evening meal, and his sudden departure the next morning, to say anything about it.

Arthur is once again gleeful to be waving a visitor off, though keeps it well hidden until he turns his back on the retreating carriage. Lancelot shoots Leon a confused expression, and Leon responds with shrugged shoulders, quickly followed by quirked eyebrows and a wide grin.

Merlin is furious when they tell him:

“I can’t believe you left me out! I can’t believe you replaced me with Leon of all people!!”

Leon’s affronted expression, amusing as it is, drags a snort from Mordred, but the young knight goes ignored as the blonde exclaims:

“Hang on a minute! I’m perfectly capable, you know.”

Merlin waves him away, not even looking in his direction as he tries to get himself out of the patient pallet Gaius had been confining him to during the day. Said Physician clears his throat pointedly from the corner of the room, wiping the amused smirk from his face in favour of raising an eyebrow at The Warlock; Merlin huffs and settles back down again, crossing his arms with a frown and muttering lowly to himself:

“Can’t believe you left me out of this.”

Morgana rolls her eyes and settles on the edge of the bed, a hand on his knee:

“He hurt you, Merlin, far too extremely to be ignored.”

She holds a hand up and looks at him sternly when he obviously goes to interrupt, no doubt about to deny how bad his injuries are, though it’s Gaius that chimes in before either of them can say anything further:

“What were they supposed to do? Let him continue to undermine Arthur and Morgana and the rest of your friends until you were well enough to join in on the fun again?”

Merlin narrows his eyes before sagging slightly and nodding, murmuring a quiet “Yeah, alright, I guess”; Morgana turns to look at the Physician with an impressed expression, mouthing the words “teach me”, much to the Physician’s hidden amusement.

Arthur spends the rest of the day severely lacking in the company department, with his manservant, sister, and two of his knights mysteriously absent. Though not so mysteriously, really, he knows exactly where they are: holed up in the Physician’s chambers gossiping (about him, no doubt) and celebrating Lord Hefner’s equally mysterious defeat. He lets them get away with it for one day, but barges in early the next morning, just after they’ve gathered, to demand they all get back to work lest rumours start to fly. What kind of rumours, he’s no clue, but the excuse is enough to garner exactly what he wants, in and amongst the eye rolls, so he doesn’t bother expanding on it.

When magic is finally, fully legalised a few months down the line, and Arthur rolls his eyes at the very thought he hadn’t already known about his sister’s, manservant’s, and youngest knight’s magic, the three of them dig up that old fish smell spell again.

When, a few days later, Arthur pulls them aside to explain that it’s all for them, and he’s sorry it took him so long, and he holds them all incredibly dear to his heart, the smell mysteriously disappears, to be replaced by lavender and honeysuckle and all manner of other lovely things.

THE END!!

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