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⟡ "good boy" ⟡
Rated E | sterek | 11k
finally finished my extremely late bday gift fic to the sweet, sweet @renmackree, (& a late bday gift to myself)! 🥰 thank you for always being such an amazing friend & kind soul, & I hope you enjoy this fic bb! 🥺
✨ canon div, meet cute, first meetings ✨ humor, banter, fluff & smut 🤍
Tags: Canon Divergence | Scott McCall Gets Bitten Senior Year | Evolved Derek Hale | Alpha Derek Hale | Humor | Banter | Meet-Cute | First Meetings | First Dates | First Kiss | First Time | Dating | Getting Together | Falling In Love | Wolf Derek Hale | Derek Hale Deserves Nice Things | Stiles Stilinski is a Nice Thing | POV Stiles Stilinski | Top Derek Hale/Bottom Stiles Stilinski | Sexual Tension | Flirting | Fluff and Smut | Shameless Smut | Knotting | Cuddling & Snuggling
Summary:
Stiles doesn’t think his senior year can get any worse with his best friend turning rabid every full moon, until he finds himself stuck with a massive black wolf overnight that doesn’t even like jerky. But on the bright side, the hot guy with the half-dying sister he met at the gas station seems to be in town for a bit, so there’s still a chance that his senior year, his supposed best year of high school, isn’t a complete lost cause…right? That is, if he can manage to juggle the sassy wolf that he takes care of at night and the hot guy that asked him out on a date for some reason.~ 🐺🍕
Read here on AO3!!
#sterek#sterek fic#sterek fanfic#teen wolf#derek x stiles#derek/stiles#eternal sterek#sterek is eternal#sterek fanfiction#derek hale#stiles stilinski#omf writes#cey writes#fic: “good boy”
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I CANT STOP THINKING ABOUT WHEN I WAS WRITING A SAD SCENE IN MY NOVEL AND ACCIDENTALLY PUT A 😂 INSTEAD OF A PERIOD...

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Peak dialogue guys
#im ceying#never posting this online but showing this cuz out of context it looks so silly#their awkwardness#i love awkward Light#death note#lawlight#my writing#ig#salem.txt
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Another little excerpt from my Ayaluc fic, writing from Diluc's perspective is hard but im tryinggggg
"...but you did not leave home forever. It gives me hope. But why return? You saw the world, and still felt the call, like a bird returning to nest.” Like a bird… Once upon a time a Harbinger with a broad smile and dead eyes had called him a phoenix for the way he seemed to vanish into ash, only to reappear at the next Fatui camp in a swell of purging flames. He’d liked that name. When he was younger still, Adelinde had said he was as sharp as the hawks he raised, because he missed nothing. He’d told her his bird was a falcon and she’d smiled and ruffled his hair. “My wise little owlet,” Crepus had laughed once, hoisting Diluc into his arms and kissing his cheek, scratching Diluc’s soft face with stubble. He could grow a beard of his own now, Diluc knew. But his body was already a reminder of the past. He did not need to look into the mirror and see a man seven years dead...
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The turnaround on my genetics exam is insane
#do you understand how much writing was involved#and the next class?#literally 2 days later??#he’s graded them???????#chatterye#he must’ve dedicated his day to this because how the fuck#IM CEYING THE GRADING MAKES NO SENSE TO ME#I did. fine btw but this grading is so funny#I cannot stop laughing because it makes 0 sense at all
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Hello! Could you write about Task Force 141 with a reader who is blind but navigates through echolocation? Clicking her tongue, producing sound.
Imagine a blind read who uses echolocation Task Force 141 due to traumatic injury.
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Y’know how Elsa said ‘The cold never bothered me anyways.’
Well, the same could be said for Reader! but for the dark.
Imagine a Reader! who uses echolocation to navigate.
Reader! Has saved many a mission with her talent. Her unique skill has earned her the nickname of Death Angel (those alien creatures from A Quiet Place)
Reader! gets called Angel by Soap and Kyle quite often. When off duty she wears a white blindfold, signifying impartial justice. (just like the ones angels are depicted to wear). However on missions? Reader! holds one over Ghost for intimidating.
The first time they met Reader! dressed for combat even Ghost was unnerved. Reader! had arrived decked out in black, wearing a dirty grey mask (it's clean) over her eyes. There was a red substance that looked to be seeping through what would be her eye sockets.
‘Uh, you must be Sargent L/N.’ Captain Price said in a slightly unnerved tone that only Ghost picked up on.
‘Yes sir that's me. I’ve been lent to the 141 for this specific mission. I hear you need someone to navigate the catacombs.’ Reader! nodded, pointing a thumb at herself. ‘I’ll get you guys through to the other side to your extraction point. Just stay quiet and don’t shoot anything unless I say so and we’ll be fine.’
‘Sorry te ask this lass but, can ye see through yer blindfold?’ A thick Scottish accent filtered into her ears.
‘Ah, I can’t see actually, I’m blind.’ She grinned, lifting up her blindfold a little so they could see just a hint of the of the wound area.
A collective slight gasp rang through the group, while the largest man stayed quiet.
‘It’s not a big deal, one of the missions we went on, my task force was captured and long story short, it’s easier for me to concentrate when I can't see.’ She shrugged, giving them a sly smile.
‘What do you mean?’ The lowest voice grumbled, a welcomed sound to Reader!’s ears.
‘Ah, you’ll see.’ She smirked, tapping under her left eye.
‘Come on, let’s get going. It’s going to be sundown soon and I don’t wanna catch the crazies.’ She turned, turning towards the steps that led down to a city of bones.
The tunnels were close, the smell was of old pages, dusty and damp. The 141 swept their lights across the piles of bones with tensed bodies. They were nearing the shut off point.
Reader! raised a hand, causing the group to come to a halt.
‘My time to shine boys.’ She whispered, ‘Lights out.’
The men reluctantly flicked off their headlights and switched to night vision. Reader! hummed, and let out a breath.
‘Don’t speak unless it’s important.’ Reader! mumbled, before she turned back towards the now bleak, dark tunnel.
The sound of boots quietly scuffing the ground, echoed the tunnels, rang in the men's ears,
Click clickclick click click
The men froze, swinging around with their guns raised.
‘That’s just me guys.’ The comforting voice of Reader! called out from the front.
Price and the rest turned around, slightly embarrassed.
‘Right. Carry on.’ Price muttered, gesturing for the men to follow her.
Reader! continued clicking, navigating the tunnels and avoiding people whenever possible until Reader! suddenly holds up a closed fist.
In front of them to the left side was a room, dimly lit.
Whispering could be heard, muttering and a very soft chanting of at least 5 people.
Reader! clicks one more time before showing 5 fingers, then gestured for them to stay low and sneak past.
The group silently slipped by the open entryway, ignoring the people inside dressed in red robes. Their orders were to get to the other side and if they could help it, not shoot anyone.
After successfully slipping past the unknown group, Reader! continued her clicking, sweeping her gun, across the stones. The group squeezed through holes, ducked below low ceilings and trudged forward. They didn’t encounter any more people. Reader had successfully led them out of the catacombs and back to the surface undetected.
The entire group breathed out a sigh of relief when they emerged from a sewer grate, the moon was high.
‘Not bad guys! Just in time too! Lets get the hell out of here. I need a shower.’ Reader! allows Captian Price to take the lead to the extraction point, following behind the rest of the group.
‘Mate, she’s like a bat, that was so cool. A velvety voice complimented her quietly.
‘Ye blasted fool, she can hear ye. That’s her whole thing.’ The Scottish voice groaned, a loud smack resounded.
‘I like your blindfold.’ The lowest voice said, seemingly amused.
‘Thanks LT I like yours too.’ Reader! smiles, giving the voice a thumbs up.
‘Hm, very good.’ The man rumbled in mirth.
#cod 141#task force 141 x reader#tf 141 x reader#poly 141 x reader#cod x reader#john soap mactavish x reader#soap mactavish x reader#soap x reader#john soap mactavish#captian john price x reader#captian price x reader#john mctavish x reader#john price x reader#simon riley x reader#simon ghost riley x reader#ghost x reader#kyle gaz garrick x reader#kyle gaz garrick#kyle garrick x reader#gaz garrick#gaz garrick x reader#Simon riley x reader#Poly cod x reader
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earlier this year I started writing a comic about the siege perilous-grail quest situation after finally finishing the didot perceval, and it started circling around kay and perceval. kay as gatekeeper, taboo anxiety vs chivalry, and perceval not doing things "correctly," arthur's enduring affection for kay. that general area. also the horror of the grail quest itself.
this is comic is part of that narrative arc, so with THAT in mind: this is an abridged scene of a longer arc revolving around kay associating camelot with a cage, perceval's associations with jewelry and knighthood and the color red, and arthur's relationship with kay.
[some other scene context: perceval has injured his hand and can't participate in the tournaments, so he's craving some kind of fight. kay is disinterested in replying to this challenge, but he's not above reminding perceval of their first meeting. it's just mean enough in a weird-intimate kind of way that perceval's like, ok so we're doing the antagonistic version of court romance rituals. he picks up hunting because kay can't leave the castle.]
on the subtext of jewelry:
Clothes Make the Man: Parzival Dressed and Undressed, M.D. Amey
on the topic of kay, gatekeeping, and taboo anxiety:
Cei and the Arthurian Legend, Linda Gowans
the whole Red Knight/Perceval Shows Up In A Dead Man's Suit Of Armor transgression-situation (which kay references through red jewelry) mentioned is told in both de Troye's and Wolfram's Perceval narratives :)
anyway! to close out all this out: the transgressions. incredible! what is camelot but a bunch of transgressions stacked on top of each other tbh.
#i wanted to do some kind of siege perilous-grail quest horror comic after watching bresson's lancelot and i think#after several years. i figured out what kind of story i want it to be#like it no longer feels abstract i can see the story core and now i have to hack away at the clay to see if i can make a figure out of it#HEUGH. okay. i'm gonna wrap this up here. ive been Very Under The Weather lately in some kind of way#trying to get back in the swing of things. but augh. eugh. they need to invent a kind of body that doesnt fall to pieces#the minute it gets slightly less sun than usual like vitamin supplements only go so far. awful flesh prison experience#komiks tag#long post#knights knights knights!
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ABZVSHAVHDBFJSBEBBE i’m GONNA CRY LOOK AT THEMMMM I LOVE THEM SO MUCGHGGGGG this is my new wallpaper. This is my new everything i am I LOVE THIS SO MUCH I ABSVSVVA AAAAAAAAAAA
I LVOE HIM AND HIS POINTED EARS ILVE HOW YOU SREW THEM AND HIS GREEN FLUSH AND I LOVE THEM SO MUCH!!!!!
Hello @scarletsaphire, I was your Secret Santa for the @valentines-core-exchange!!
Hope you enjoy the art!!
#this took me FOREVER to write because i had to go to school#like a Zfucking LOSER#but i need you to knos when i say im about to cey#i fucking mena it it is taking my whole heart#i owe you everything#THANK YOU SO MUCH#i appreciste you struggling through them#ik its a difficult dynamic#and not many people thibk about it.#but they mean the WORLD to me#THIS means rhe world to me#im going to treasure this forever#i cannot overstate how much i adore this#THANK YOU SO FUCKING MUCH
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"You're my god" | Rated E, 24k
I'm super excited to post my Gods!Sterek fic for @syr-monthly’s may mythos event, illustrated by the amazing @jojorice 🥰🥺🙏
Feat. Derek relaxing to sound of Stiles' chatter, all-around badassery, & sterek so in love they go against the gods for each other~ 🤍💫
Tags:
Alternate Universe - Gods & Goddesses | Alternate Universe - Modern Setting | Alternate Universe - Mythology | God Stiles Stilinski | God Derek Hale | True Alpha Derek Hale | BAMF Stiles Stilinski | BAMF Derek Hale | Present-Day Mythology | Derek Hale Nearly Dies | Derek Hale is a Softie | Derek Hale Deserves Nice Things | Stiles Stilinski Deserves Nice Things | Action & Romance | Magic | Canon-Typical Violence | Hurt/Comfort | Domestic Fluff | Shameless Smut | Top Derek Hale/Bottom Stiles Stilinski | First Meetings | Getting Together | Mutual Pining | Stiles Stilinski Talks A Lot | Derek Hale Loves It ™
Summary:
After Stiles dies and wakes up as a god, he travels around causing mayhem and ends up crash-landing into a remote forest amidst a storm, only to realize that he's in fact slammed into another god's yard. As the two of them get closer, troubles from their past threaten to tear them apart and destroy them—will they be able to fight against the gods and cut down the obstacles in their way? The tale of two gods, seemingly opposites, who split the heavens and rended the earth to save each other.🌪️💫
Read on AO3 here!
#sterek#sterek fic#sterek fanfic#derek x stiles#teen wolf#derek/stiles#eternal sterek#sterek is eternal#sterek fanfiction#derek hale#stiles stilinski#omf writes#cey writes#fic: “You're my god”
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Tomorrow: Mikey Berzatto x Reader
Tagging: @kmc1989 @cleacc @cutebookdragon1 @bungurus @nogoodbee
Companion piece to:
Mess - Mikey tries to prove to you both he made the right decision by leaving.
A Fucking Saint - Mikey thinks you're a fucking saint for putting up with him all these years.
Prequel to:
The Diagnosis - Mikey recieves an explaination regarding his behaviour and addiction issues.
Save It (NSFW) - Mikey tries to apologise for all the terrible shit he's done over the years.

On the nights it gets bad, almost too bad for him to exist Mikey sits down and makes a list of the reasons that he’s still breathing.
You are always number one.
He recounts the nights he’s spent with you, tangled up in your bare skin, your hands threading through his dark hair as you tell him that you love him, that you’ll always love him.
It’s the only thing that stops him from ending it all on the days the noise is too loud, when he feels like he’s failing every single other person in his life.
The way she looks at me, he writes, it makes me feel like I can be the man she sees, the one she believes I can be.
He wants that so badly, to be more, to do more, but things just keep spiralling and he doesn’t see a way out of it. The bills are piling up, the suppliers are refusing to deliver because he can’t pay them and the pills he’s taking, the ones that numb him, they don’t seem to be doing the job anymore.
It’s why he’s started dry firing his father’s gun recently. He sits on his mother’s bed and he takes out the bullets one by one, counting them before he puts the thing against his temple and pulls the trigger.
What would it feel like to fall into oblivion? He wonders as he recounts the bullets. To not have to think or worry or fight anymore.
Bliss, he thinks as he places them back in the cartridge.
It becomes a daily ritual, something he starts to look forward to because any day could be the day he ends it all, the day he finally gets the silence he craves.
It’s when he runs into you at the market that things start to change. He’s hung over to fuck and buying a pack of smokes when he literally collides with you on the way out. He reaches out to steady you, his palms coming to rest on your shoulders and he’s right back there in his life with you, in that little house on the corner, talking shit as he cooks you dinner.
The memory it’s so fucking visceral, he almost chokes on it. His thumb traces along the line of your jaw as you tilt your head up to look at him and he knows that you’re still his, that the break up didn’t change anything, that you’re just as in love with him as he is with you.
This is the reason he doesn’t put bullets in that gun, the reason he hasn’t blown his own head off. He’s not ready to say goodbye just yet, he still holds this fragile hope that things will work out, that somehow the two of you will end up back together again.
It’s a dream, he tells himself but then your fingertips brush over his grizzled cheek and he’s falling all over again.
He doesn’t intend to kiss you, he just gets caught up in sensation of being in your proximity again. His mouth brushes over yours with a tenderness he has only ever reserved for you and it feels like heaven when you kiss him back, because even after all this shit you still want him and that in itself is fucked up.
“I hate myself for doing this to you.” He whispers against your lips as he cradles your face between his hands. “For not being able to let you go.”
“Mikey…” You say but he’s already pulling away, tucking his hands into his pockets as he heads towards his truck and you watch him go because you can’t stop the tide, not when it’s on its way out.
It’s when he gets into his truck that he takes the near empty pill bottle and deposits the rest of them into his hand. He throws them down his throat, swallowing them dry before he lights up a cigarette with trembling hands and inhales the smoke, waiting for the Oxy to kick in.
It’s later that night as he lies in bed, staring at the ceiling that he realises he hasn’t touched the gun tonight. His head’s been too full of you, of all those memories of the time you spent together, the good and the bad.
He thinks of that kiss, of how grounded he felt in that moment and he knows he isn’t ready to leave this earth just yet, not when there’s still a chance for the two of you.
Tomorrow, he promises himself as he turns onto his side and imagines you lying there in the space beside him. I’ll find a way to fix it all tomorrow.
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#mikey berzatto#the bear#the bear fic#fx the bear#michael berzatto#michael berzatto x reader#mikey berzatto x reader#michael berzatto fanfic#mikey berzatto fanfic#michael berzatto imagine#Michael Berzatto x reader#Michael Berzatto#Mikey berzatto x reader#Mikey berzatto#jon bernthal
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... we're going to ignore that its actually 2am and say yeaaah its 1am!
Teehee!
Hello I see you too are refreshing the tumblr page but also probably at a reasonable time
Lu isn’t it like 1am for you
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honestly i have a BRIEF outline for this fic and im sorta stream of consciousnessing it, reading back, cutting where it's not going anywhere and trying again
but i just ended a scene w a line that came from nowhere and i looked at it for a minute and went 'oh fuck. that's being called back for a confession later'
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
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what are some of your favorite portrayals (medieval or retellings it doesn't matter) or sir kay?
Hi anon! Why, I'm so glad you asked. I love Sir Kay in all his forms. :^) I'll write out a complete list of my favorite portrayals of him across the board from Medieval Literature to Modern retellings, movies, and TV shows, that way everyone can find what medium suits them best. Links to read and watch everything are provided.
Medieval
The Black Book of Carmarthen
The first mention of Cei's existence! "Cei the Fair," a tall knight, is described battling a giant cat.
Cullhwch and Olwen
An obvious banger. Cai has his supernatural powers of growing as large as a tree, holding his breath for nine days, & "hot hands." He apparently uses this for blacksmithing. He & Bedwyr are inseparable.
The History of the Kings of Britain by Geoffrey of Monmouth
Caius helps Arthur & Bedevere kill the giant of Mont St Michael. After Bedevere is slain in battle, Caius suffers a mortal wound while retrieving his body from the field.
Peredur, Perceval, Parzival, & Didot Perceval
Peredur/Perceval/Parzival breaking Cai/Kay’s collarbone/arm is iconic. His pain is so funny to me.
Owain, Yvain, Iwein, & Ywain
Without Cai/Kay hadn't been busting Cynon/Calogrenant/Kalogreant's balls about his failed quest, Owain/Yvain/Iwein/Ywain wouldn't have met his wife. The seneschal is silly with it.
The Crown by Heinrich von dem Türlin
Keii is the ultimate seneschal. Arthur values him highly & sends him on important errands. He’s insanely melodramatic & kisses Gawain’s severed head. Repeatedly. His grief covers many pages.
Jaufre
Another silly ass Kay. He gets the first line in the story & immediately squabbles with Arthur. Brother behavior.
The Vulgate
Kay is important as Arthur's foster brother & seneschal. Lots of scenes repeated from the previous stories like fighting the giant of Mont St Michael, butting heads with Perceval, etc. but expanded upon. He's worsties with Mordred & just all around a fun guy.
La Tavola Ritonda
Chieso is such a guy. He isn't even mad when Tristan beats him up because it was so cool then his nephew Agravano patches him up.
Le Morte d'Arthur by Sir Thomas Malory
You know this is because of the kitchen boy storyline. It's peak. Beaumains is Kay's little guy. He was mean to him to make him grow they're besties later I swear.
Middle English Poems
These are about Gawain but Kay & Gawain go together like bread & butter. I especially like Kay's involvement in Gawain's marriage to Ragnelle, becoming her friend after the curse is broken.
Retellings
The Story of King Arthur and His Knights by Howard Pyle (1903)
The Story of the Champions of the Round Table by Howard Pyle (1905)
The Story of Sir Launcelot and His Companions by Howard Pyle (1907)
The Story of The Grail and The Passing of Arthur by Howard Pyle (1910)
Howard Pyle's series is near & dear to me, highly recommend. The illustrations are great & Kay feels nuanced. He can be a curmudgeon, but especially in the case with Beaumains, he was responding to Gareth's impudence toward Arthur. Basically he didn't start it, but he's going to finish it.
Arthur the Bear of Britain by Edward Frankland (1944)
Kai is Arthur's standard bearer & one of his toughest warriors throughout the wars. He's described as "having the wits of five men and the strength of ten."
The Eagles Have Flown by Henry Treece (1954)
The Great Captains by Henry Treece (1956)
The Green Man by Henry Treece (1966)
Treece wrote the same story three different ways, with Kai & Bedwyr as Arthur's closest companions, & Medraut as the wedge between them. Each book stands on its own as a complete story. The Eagles Have Flown is an illustrated chapter book for a younger audience so it has less of the darker themes the other two contain (such as incest & torture).
The Queen’s Knight by Marvin Borowsky (1955)
Kay is Arthur's foster brother & seneschal, described as "self-important as a little terrier." Later he gets mixed up in Mordred's schemes but ultimately backs down, while still protecting Mordred's homosexuality from the scrutiny of the court. Fascinating character.
Arthur of the Britons by Rex Edwards (1975)
Novelization of the 1972-1973 tv show. It opens like a prequel with Arthur & Kai as orphans newly adopted by Llud before catching up in time to the show where it adapts the encounters with Mark & others.
The Acts of King Arthur and His Noble Knights by John Steinbeck (1976)
One of my favorite books ever. Steinbeck understood the assignment. Has the Kay quote which sets the standard by which all other Kays are measured: "Kay must be mean so the king can be generous."
Hawk of May by Gillian Bradshaw (1980)
Kingdom of Summer by Gillian Bradshaw (1981)
In Winter’s Shadow by Gillian Bradshaw (1982)
Be prepared to feel every emotion. Cei is great here 10/10 no notes.
Idylls of The Queen by Phyllis Ann Karr (1982)
The Coming of the Light by Phyllis Ann Karr (1992)
The Follies of Sir Harald by Phyllis Ann Karr (2001) [Going to scan soon!]
Arthurian Tales by Phyllis Ann Karr (2022)
Everything Karr writes is gold. Kay features prominently in all of them. Idylls of the Queen is first person Kay perspective retelling the apple poisoning incident from Malory, Arthurian Tales also has a lot of Kay focus, although it's an anthology with several different povs including Mordred.
Sir Gawain and The Loathly Lady by Selina Hastings & Juan Wijngaard (1985)
Illustrated picture book of the Wedding poem, including Kay looking really dapper.
The Quest for Olwen by Gwyn Thomas, Kevin Crossley-Holland, & Margaret Jones (1988)
Illustrated picture book of Culhwch & Olwen, two page spread of Cai & Bedwyr riding the giant salmon to rescue Mabon.
The Knight with The Lion by John Howe (1996)
Illustrated picture book of Yvain's story which includes a gorgeously rendered joust with Kay donning his key-shaped regalia.
The Hunt of the Hart Royal by Cherith Baldry (1996)
The Trial of Sir Kay by Cherith Baldry (1997)
Exiled From Camelot by Cherith Baldry (2001)
The Last Knight of Camelot by Cherith Baldry (2024)
Everything Baldry writes is also gold. Exiled From Camelot is a retelling of Perlesvaus with Kay, Gawain, & Gareth povs. The Last Knight of Camelot is a new anthology with many stories, mostly Kay.
In Camelot’s Shadow by Sarah Zettel (2004)
For Camelot’s Honor by Sarah Zettel (2005)
Under Camelot’s Banner by Sarah Zettel (2006)
By Camelot’s Blood by Sarah Zettel (2012)
Old man Kai acts as a frame story retelling the events of his nephews, Gawain, Agravain, Geraint, & Gareth's, & their lives with their wives, Ragnelle, Laurel, Enid, & Lynet. Kai is present throughout but especially book 3, Gareth/Lynet.
Movies
Sword of Lancelot (1963)
Kay is the old, hard of hearing seneschal of Arthur's court. He's funny & nice to newcomer Tor & the kids at Arthur & Guinevere's wedding.
Lancelot du Lac (1970)
Pretty much identical to his Knight of the Cart counterpart. Running his mouth a lot & advising Arthur, sometimes shushed by Gauvain or Yvain.
A Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur's Court (1970)
Animated movie in which Kay is the one to discover Hank & bring him to Arthur. Present at Arthur's side throughout the film.
Perceval (1978)
An adaptation of Chretien's Perceval, so Kay is knocking jesters into fires, slapping maidens, & getting his arm broken by Perceval.
Excalibur (1981)
The Kay ever. Raised alongside Arthur, tries to claim he pulled Excalibur from the stone, then stays at Arthur's side as seneschal the rest of his life. Trains Percival in the kitchens & to be Lancelot's squire, tends to Arthur's health during the grail quest & protects him from Mordred, then follows Arthur into the battle at Camlann.
Knightriders (1981)
Kay is an early opponent of Mordred, they "joust" on their motorcycles so Mordred can test his new weapon, Kay has an axe.
Merlin and The Sword (1985)
Kai is Arthur's seneschal, unclear if they're brothers but certainly great friends. Arthur hugs him immediately on his return. Kai talks about managing the household, finding suitable rooms for the guests like Pellinore. Later he challenges Mordred's authority when he attempts to usurp. Gawain leaves Ragnelle in his charge while he returns to the dungeon to help Lancelot bring Guinevere home. Kai is the last one to see Arthur alive before he's slain by Mordred & shown mourning at the funeral.
Sir Lanval (2011)
Colorful indie movie retelling Marie of France's Sir Lanval, Kay is Arthur's foster brother & seneschal, who's forced to play middle man between Guinevere, Arthur, & Lanval. He's both the prosecutor & the defense team in the trial. Fun hat!
King Arthur: Excalibur Rising (2017)
This movie is bad. But Kay & Bedivere are shown kicking ass in the intro depicting the battle of Camlann. Later after Owain, one of Arthur's bastards & the main character, is grown up, we see that Bedivere is caring for an ailing Kay, still using his title to honor him.
TV Shows
The Adventures of Sir Galahad (1949)
Kay is Arthur's seneschal & keeper of the sword Excalibur. He explains to all newcomers, including Galahad, the origin story of how Arthur obtained it from the lady of the lake & then charges the new knights to stand guard overnight. After Galahad is drugged & the sword is taken, Kay & the others set out to try & find it. Kay is often shown to side with Mordred's harsher approach, but can be talked down by Lancelot into Galahad's favor. In the end his motivation is always to serve Arthur the best he can.
The Adventures of Sir Lancelot (1956-1957)
Kay is Arthur's seneschal & right hand man seated beside him at the Round Table. He's largely a comedic character who resists change, such as letting Brian the kitchen boy into the fellowship of the Round Table. He's not a bad guy though, more like Devil's advocate, who eventually gets proven wrong. He sometimes accompanies Lancelot on his adventures.
Arthur of the Britons (1972-1973)
Kai is Arthur's adopted Saxon brother, both were raised by Llud after they were orphaned. Kai is often used to conduct secret missions regarding the Saxons since he can blend in with them. He loves Arthur but they also fight a lot & Kai is secretly very good with kids. A balanced & wonderful portrayal.
BBC The Legend of King Arthur (1979)
BBC produced mini series covering the entirety of Arthur's story. Kay is only in the first episode as Arthur's foster brother, both beloved by their father Ector.
Knights of the Round Table anime (1979-1981)
Kay is Arthur's foster brother & later knighted & put in charge of the castle while Arthur ventures out with Lancelot, Tristan, Galahad, & Percival. Toward the end of the series, Kay is slain in battle & dies in Arthur's arms.
Starz Camelot (2011)
Babygirl. Played by the dreamy Peter Mooney, Kay is Arthur's foster brother & made marshal of the realm after Arthur's crowning. He's the sweetest ever, teaching Gawain to read, & speaking of Ector so fondly all the time, using his love of books to help people. He's a solid fighter & goes on all the missions.
#best of masterpost#arthuriana#arthurian legend#arthurian mythology#welsh mythology#arthurian literature#sir kay#sir kai#sir cai#sir cei#ask#anonymous
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!!!!! i am TORN 😭😭 gonna send in another one but ari levinson + cuddling in the first morning light?
hehe saw ur tags, i found that limiting myself to a few sentences really helped my writing flow
thank u for the request brandy!!!
Prompt: “Cuddling in the first morning light.”
Pairing: Ari Levinson x Reader
Warnings: None
Word count: ~300
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Waking up, you can tell it’s early by the dull rays of the morning sun peeking through the drapes covering the windows. You have half a mind to scold Ari for waking you so early, the weight of his arm as he reached to pull you closer to him impossible not to feel, even in your sleep.
But it doesn’t seem like he’s awake yet, soft snores still coming from his side of the bed. Carefully turning to face him, a smile tugs at your lips and you roll your eyes.
You bring a hand up to push his hair off his forehead, using your fingers to brush through it and gently scritch the back of his neck.
That gets him to stir, beginning to wake with a quiet yawn.
“Dreamin’ about me?”
“Huh?” He hums. His voice sounds rough as he stretches, slowly opening his eyes. “I don’t think so.”
Wrong answer.
You scoff, dropping your hand to his chest to jokingly push away from him.
“What?” He sounds desperate to know what you could possibly be upset about five minutes into the morning.
“If you weren’t dreaming about me, who were you reaching for in your sleep? Huh?”
“No one,” he chuckles. “I swear.” He rubs your back with his hand that’s still draped over you. “Is that what I did?”
“Yeah,” you huff.
He shakes his head, pulling you closer again, and you let him, but you don’t spare him a skeptical look.
“I wouldn’t wanna be holding anyone but you right now,” he promises, giving you a soft kiss. He laughs when you don’t kiss him back. “Sweetheart–”
“You’re sure?”
“Never been so sure about anything.”
Your raised eyebrow relaxes and you eventually return his kiss. “Okay.”
“I never get just a simple ‘good morning’ from you,” he teases, rolling his eyes.
“I know.” It takes everything in him not to kiss the smirk off your face. “I like fucking with you.”
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loooove when stories call him kay but write bedivere calling him cai or cei or whatever welsh variant. it's like what if someone who saw you so fully. what if their love of you bled into the very spelling of your name. bonus points if it's written 'kay' when beddie speaks around other people and 'cei' in private.........
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This feels incorrect. I’m like for real none? Nobody out here writing about how Cei and Mercymorn would hate each other but also bond over the cats they have to herd? Nobody using the time loop of folklore to extend the kings court bullshit a myriad?!
#the locked tomb#arthurania#if this exists please point me there#no mercy and cei would NOT kiss btw it’s enemies to enemies#Jod WOULD kiss Arthur I bet though#these welsh boys of folklore are only my blorbo in laws I and yet I can see the relationships#meche chatters
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