I call upon the fan fic writing gods to bless you with the perseverance to finish one of your unfinished drafts.
May your fingers dance along the letters upon your device with ease, may the devil of distraction stay far from you, and may your work not need much editing.
I pass this blessing upon every fan fic writer out there.
This is wonderful! Kai just laughing in the background, like this is gonna take forever to explain.
Vale: We’re not gonna burn it
Irene: C'mon dude, you never let me burn anything
Not a bad realisation to have, Vale is pretty epic.
Vale: My idea of flirting is being as sarcastic as possible and seeing if they can handle me
Graine is utterly feral.
Merlin: Why do you always put your ice cream in a bowl?
Gaius: Unlike the rest of you, I have too much dignity to eat it straight out of the container with only a spoon.
Gwaine: What do you mean, ‘a spoon’? Use your fucking hands, you cowards!
You have a genuine problem! 😂 can’t wait to see who’s in the box this time.
I am not sorry in the slightest
Enjoy Irene crying over the death of...
Read it and find out
Kai being a mood once more!
Kai: Ew, who would want that as their last meal?
Kai: Personally, my last meal [pulls out a handful of pancakes from her pocket] would be pancakes!
Irene: You just.... keep that in your pocket?
Kai: We face death every day. This time I’m gonna go out on my own terms.
You are having a great week for sweet stuff, first the cake, now this. You go girl! What flavour is it?
Oh she a beauty
Yeah, I reckon the dragons are pretty chill about stuff like that. But li Ming and Ao shun are forever.
Li Ming x Ao Shun with 66? Because like you I also cant stop thinking about them.
“Do not tickle me.” Ao Shun sleepily muttered into his pillow (black silk, obviously). Li Ming stretched and groaned and curled up against his side, reaching for him again and sliding his fingers over Ao Shun’s back to wrap an arm loosely around his hips, pressing his face to the dark hair spilling across the covers.
“That wasn’t the intention.” Li Ming replied, nestling against him, eyes barely half open, intending on allowing himself to slip back to sleep for half an hour more if he could. Maybe an hour, there was nothing too pressing to deal with, and he’d showered before going to bed.
He’d returned late, had a long and very hot shower to work out the aches of travelling, and crawled into the bed that Ao Shun was already occupying, reading underneath the light of a solitary lamp.
He’d been too tired for much more than crawling under the covers on the other side of the bed, his side of the bed if they were in the same world (he always slept closest to the door, a constant protector, even at night), and had been asleep before Ao Shun had even wished him goodnight, or hello for that matter.
“Good morning.” Ao Shun said, now that he was a little more awake, he rubbed sleep out of his eyes and shifted to hold Li Ming and he kissed the top of his hair. “Did you sleep well?”
“Better than I have in weeks.” It was always the same response. He always slept better when he knew that his partner was less than an arms reach away.
The finest beds, thick and plush mattresses of feathers, large enough to fit a half dozen people in it and probably a few pets as well, and they always ended up pressed against each other. Curled around one another, bodies touching, even when it was a hot night, they still would sleep close, fingers brushing when the heat became too much to tolerate. Li Ming may run cold, but Ao Shun ran hot and it quickly became uncomfortable for Li Ming to be wrapped up in what felt like a furnace to him.
Ao Shun smiled. “Good, you were exhausted last night, you work too hard mon etoile.” Li Ming tilted his face up to smile at him with sleep hazed eyes. “Oh… you forgot to wash your eyeliner off. Hold still, I need a picture of this.” Li Ming huffed and rolled away from him, pulling the covers up over his head.
“I am going back to sleep.”
“Lí…” Ao Shun softly said. “My raccoon.” Li Ming sat up and glared at him.
“We are not making this a thing.” He swung his legs over the edge of the bed and grabbed his dressing gown as he got up and padded toward the bathroom on warmed tile floors. “I am not a raccoon, I was just tired.”
“I know you were, love. Come back to bed and there will be no more mention of your resemblance to adorable little creatures.”
“I am taller than you.”
“Barely-there-resemblance. Come back to bed, please.” Li Ming sighed.
“Just because you asked me nicely.”
Lí means raccoon, which is exactly what I needed to find out today and made me do the happy hand flappies
I don’t understand how the hell you write so well, this is phenomenal!!! Will and Daegal’s relationship is so wonderful, especially Will helping Daegal through things he has been through- the empathy and sharing- my goddddd. All the little details like Gwaine’s dice gift really knit this together and make it feel so real. Merlin being the complete and utter mum friend was hilarious and very in character. This just made me laugh so much and really made me feel joyful after a stressful day. Thank you for sharing this with us, I adored reading this. I can’t wait for more, (I would love to have more Mordred and Daegal interactions, that tension is interesting) and you’re one of my absolute favourite fic writers.
summary: Daegal forgets his own birthday. Merlin has a conniption. Daegal has a crisis.
context for newcomers: This is the next installment in an ongoing AU that @once-and-future-gay and I have been playing around with, wherein both Will and Daegal survived into Season 5. The background for that AU can be found here, and the associated fics (plus one art post) are at the following links: be good / persistence / tournaments / daegal post-carpentry (art).
a/n: @once-and-future-gay, this was actually written for your birthday XD I started it that Tuesday intending for it to be a very short snippet that I could post the same day, but I quickly realized that it was turning into a bigger piece, and now, a week and a half later, it’s a 10k story. I apologize for how belated it is, but I hope you’ll accept it as a birthday gift anyhow - I figured that if it were up to me, I’d rather have ‘more fic’ than ‘on-time fic,’ so - happy (belated) birthday to you, and here’s some more of this AU for you, featuring Daegal and a wide supporting cast! ✨
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Immediately begins frantic excitement!
*Enters a bookstore*
me to myself: be calm