Flowers can say so much @sorceryr

They were barely friends, which was just fine, honestly, and so it was his twin that suggested he brought something to break the ice a bit. Flowers were perfect for conveying messages, or so she had mentioned and since it was spring, getting lilacs were absolutely perfect. At least to him, especially since their meaning was of spring and renewal. Now whether Merlin would view the flowers as an innocent gesture was up for debate, but nevertheless these came from Mellie's personal garden. Not the one in which she sold from in The English Garden. "You're welcome and tea sounds wonderful. Sorry 'bout just suddenly showin' up, by the way."

SORCERYR & STORITALE.

MAGIKBORN SAID;  @sorceryr / @storitale is such an amazing mun. She really breathes life to my verses and allows me to really explore wishlist items. I feel so lucky to have her as a writing partner.

@sorceryr​​ sent a sealed parchment: i don’t remember who i was before you.

“How can I not love you?” Kahlan melted. To say she was not completely smitten with the manservant was a pure understatement. The prophecy said she would need to choose him or Arthur. It was clear she choose Merlin and he her. She would find another way to save the prince. 

Her heart was full of love for him. Tonight she planned on just soaking up the attention. The two were near the fireplace with a bottle of wine and some assorted cheeses. Nights were saved for them. Pendragon didn’t need to know of their love affair, but she expected him knowing. “My life has never felt right, not before you.” 

i don't think i like your attitude.

What do you say to someone who is fifteen hundred years old compared to his twenty one years? Nothing much. Henry was in a mood again and wasn't expecting company when the warlock burst into his room wanting to give him tea and what not. Covered in a weighted blanket, he muttered sorry. "I know Lowell called, but I wanted to be alone."

it sort of... slipped out. | to arthur

@sorceryr from { xx }

"Slipped out? That's your excuse? You can't just slip that out and walk away from me like you were delivering my armor. What do you want me to do with this?" Now he's just rambling at this point, pacing back and forth at their camp while they were on the run from escaping Morgana. Was it just the stress of what happened that caused Merlin's reaction? No, that's not smart of him to think and even less smart to say out loud. Stopping in his movements, he walked closer to Merlin, a first question that came to his mind, which this one, he couldn't help but to ask.

"How long? ...how long have you loved me?"

🌸  ┊ letter received from @sorceryr          𝙈𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙣 𝘼𝙢𝙗𝙧𝙤𝙨𝙞𝙪𝙨:  i slept here all night. i couldn't leave you.

          it was a cold fever that had took her, chills running down her spine as she COUGHED after waking. she could not remember much of what had happened, nor how long she had been UNCONSCIOUS for. but she knew that she could 𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐋 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐍 near her lower abdomen and upon her right shoulder. despite this she slowly began to rise, eyes adjusting to the candle light as she realized she had 𝐍𝐎 𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐀 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐒 she was.

          her body felt weak to her, as her body slipped a little causing her to wince. out of sheer stubbornness she tried again forcing herself to sit up. ❝  i apologies for being 𝐀 𝐁𝐔𝐑𝐃𝐄𝐍 𝐓𝐎 𝐘𝐎𝐔,  ❞    mulan whispered softly, her features far more pale then normal, as the color seemed to drain from her features. ❝  but i am grateful for your care.  ❞ turning her attention to him, she frowned a little in worry for him.

        ❝  are you well ? you were not hurt were you ?  ❞   

dramatic & protective RELATIONSHIP PROMPTS

@sorceryr​ : ❛ i just wanted to make sure you’re okay. ❜

HE WAS ALWAYS SO KIND TO HER. always checking on her to make sure she was okay. something not a lot of others would do. but also something she did costantly because she cared too much. book closed and she sat it on the table as he appeared at the doorway. "yeah, i'm ok. better than i was yesterday." icy blues remained on him. "i appreciate it. you know, giving me a place to stay for the night and the food." a small chuckle came from her as she tucked her hands into her front pockets. "my manners are . . . terrible. i'm caroline by the way. not sure if i introduced myself yesterday during that whole situation." 

@sorceryr​ asked:           ‘ blanket burrito ‘ | the professor 3rd gen?

The Professor looked over at the other. “I’m telling you. I’m fine. I’m feeling much better.”

( sms ) : please don’t shut me out. i can tell when something’s bothering you. | to Arthur uni au

texting prompts | merlin emrys

[sent] ( sms | merlin ) it's just some exam stress after dinner with my father. you know how he is about my grades

[message deleted] ( sms | merlin ) he kept asking me about a girlfriend and insisted on setting me up with a colleague’s daughter

[sent] ( sms | merlin ) nothing to worry your pretty head over

❧ MISCELLANEOUS SENTENCE PROMPTS ☙ ⤷ Collection #3

➤ @sorceryr asked: you’re just telling me something i already know.

  ❝Oh really? I'm so sorry, how about you actually tell me before I decide to share my findings?❞ Hermione snapped and huffed, rolling her eyes at the Slytherin. And she thought SHE was the smart arse. Merlin, he sounded even more pompous than Malfoy, and that was saying something. She tried to give other snakes the benefit of the doubt, but good Godric—it was getting harder and harder to tolerate them.

  She was TRYING. She promised McGonagall she'd try.

  ❝Look,❞ Sigh, ❝Can we just get through this without the sarcasm? I'd like to be out of this as much as you do,❞ She concluded, gathering the sheets of parchment that she'd scribbled her findings on. Back to the drawing board, she guessed. This assignment was going to be a LOT harder than she thought. Yes, pairing two intelligent brains in a project that can clash—what a great idea.

Loosely inspired from Fall in Love With The Devil. After years of pining, Kahlan succumbs to Merlin's advances. The desires of the two are deadly and threaten to pull them into a darker state. Being sick of Uther Pendragon and how he runs Camelot, Kahlan and Merlin plot a way to kill him off and plan to take the throne for themselves.

@sorceryr 🙄

merlin ambrosius // quiet night confessions

“I wish I could’ve been there for you. I would’ve gotten you out a lot sooner,” Merlin murmured back, knowing that she’d shared some of her sad history with him. He wouldn’t push, but he always listened whenever she needed an ear. He hummed a little, leaning into her touch. Kahlan couldn’t touch just anyone. In fact, it seemed miracle enough that she could touch Merlin and Arthur alone. He felt privileged and enjoyed it even more when her fingers combed through his lengthened hair. Arthur hadn’t liked it at first, had even complained about it until he told him to shut up. It seemed to have grown on him now though, maybe Arthur had just been jealous he would get more attention from others. Well, that was his loss really for not doing anything about it himself. He was more than willing to be a threesome with Kahlan and Arthur, they were just waiting for the King to agree to the idea too.

“One day we won’t, my dear. One day everyone will see us for who we are. Have faith in our King.” He nudged his nose gently against her cheek before he pressed a tender kiss there. Some would think he’d lost faith in Arthur by now, but he hadn’t given up hope. Not yet. He would come around to them and their gifts too. “For once, I can be happy that fate had a hand in that day. Most of the time I don’t agree with her, as you very well know.” He grinned teasingly at her, knowing it was true all the same. He would rather put his own fate in his own hands these days, he was tired of following orders from outsiders. “I expect Cook would be none too pleased if she knew, but what she doesn’t know doesn’t hurt her. Besides, Arthur gets enough as it is.” He sighed thoughtfully and took a bite for himself next before he spoke again. “I do hope he won’t be a prat about all of this forever. He’d be happier with us if he’d just give it a chance.” Merlin knew Arthur felt strongly for Kahlan, but maybe he didn’t feel strongly enough for him to be with the both of them. He tried not to think about it and instead would listen to his own advice, Arthur would come around. He had to.

woah, can i start off by saying thank you! when i first rebooted magnus with my portrayal of writing him as a transgender man, i was very scared and nervous about how people would react. honestly, everyone here has been so kind, accepting me and my portrayal with open arms. it means so much! so thank you!

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"Oh, relax! I'm immortal!"

Cue Henry tilting his head and then scratching it curiously. He meet Lowell who claimed to be Arthur Pendragon reincarnate and his family to boot, but now this one was immortal? He did show him a picture of his boyfriend. The prince assumed this was the famous Merlin. His cheeks reddened a bit at the misunderstanding. He did throw his sandwich at him due to be startled. Poor chap. "Sorry about that, Merlin right?"

🌸  ┊ letter received from @sorceryr         𝙈𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙣 𝘼𝙢𝙗𝙧𝙤𝙨𝙞𝙪𝙨:  “Destinies are troublesome things.“

        ❝  how so ?  ❞    she asked CURIOUSLY, head tilting ever so slightly to the side. taking hold of the glass, she lifted the tea to her lips taking a small sip before placing it back on the table. lifting her gaze she looked at merlin, wondering if he was talking 𝐎𝐅 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐎𝐖𝐍 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐘 or was in general displeased with the notion.

          she had known a few people who had chosen not to believe in 𝐅𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐎𝐑 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐘, many of whom chose to put faith in their own SKILLS and follow a path of their making. she had overheard others argue that the path they followed was part of their DESTINED road, to which sparked a debate that she found herself excusing from for it never seemed to come to an end.

        ❝  to some it is a comfort, while to OTHERS it can be a burden... i am curious on your thoughts, since your tone made it seem like 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐈𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒 that you might not agree with.  ❞    motioning for the tea before him that she had poured, she gave a soft smile of ENCOURAGEMENT, ❝  drink while it is still warm, it is good for you after al long day.  ❞

ask brought over from my mutli-muse.

How does your muse show emotions?

bold = always - italics = sometimes{/some verses} - strike = never{/if you're being iRoNIC}

Happiness:

Being unable to stop smiling. Laughter. Bear hugs. Happy tears. Waving arms around. Dancing. Contentedly sighing. Eyes twinkling. Laugh lines. Childlike playfulness. Skipping. Talking more. Talking louder. Affection. Cracking more jokes than usual. Gesturing more when talking. Higher pitched voice. Squealing. Jumping around. Clapping. Singing / humming. 

Sadness:

Tearing up. Self-hugging. One-arm cross. An aching chest. Scratchy throat. A runny nose. Turning away. Deep breaths. Quivery smiles. Crying. Infantile sobbing. Hands gripping each other or an object. Speaking less. Taking up less space. Covering mouth. Puffy eyes. Eyes appear red. Voice breaking. A distant or empty stare. Monotone voice. Asking for comfort. Faking a smile. Crumbling. Shaking. Whimpering. Depression. Abusing an unhealthy habit. Withdrawing from others. Big teary eyes. Doing something even if it could hurt them. 

Anger:

Furrowed brows. Baring teeth. Passive-aggressive comments. Avoiding eye contact. Sarcasm. Headache. Sore muscles. Hiding clenched fists. Irritability. Jumping to conclusions. Raising voice. Going silent. Demanding immediate action. Keeping it all in until exploding. Body tensing. Making risky decisions. Middle finger. 

Fear:

Wanting to flee or hide. What-ifs. Images of what-could-be flashing in mind. Uncontrollable trembling. Rapid breathing. Screaming. A skewed sense of time. Irritability. Keeping silent. Denying fear. Turning away from the cause. Pretending to be brave. Nail-biting. Lip-biting. Scratching skin. A joking tone but a voice that cracks. Fainting. Insomnia. Panic attacks. Exhaustion. Substance abuse. Tics. Rushing adrenaline. Face draining of colour. Hair lifting on the back of the neck. Feeling rooted to the spot. Making body as small as possible. Staring but not seeing. Crying. A shrill voice. Whispering. Gripping something or someone. Stuttering. Flinching at noises. Pleading. Feeling sick. 

Exhaustion:

Constantly yawning. Blurring words together. Dark circles or lines under eyes. Mood swings. Hallucinations. Calling people by the wrong name. Dizziness. Denying they’re tired. Slow blinking. Trouble concentrating. Stumbling. Leaning on a doorframe for support. Sluggish movements. Falling asleep someplace that isn’t a bed. Becoming irritated by the smallest things. “I’m awake, I’m fine.” Shaking so bad they spill their drink. Fall asleep in their clothes. Lay their head on the table because they’re so tired. Passing out.

tagged by @desireandduty tagging @sorceryr, @adversitybloomed