#somebitofeverything

[shanastoryteller]

Happy Birthday!!! 🎂🎂🎂 Can I have a Merlin prompt? 🎂🎂🎂

a continuation of 1 2 3 4 5

Merlin manages to avoid the arrival of Nimueh and her kidnapped apprentice and it’s not even suspicious at all because everyone is avoiding them, and Tristan, because of the huge fight they had about the actual legitimate kidnapping of an unwed, barely of age lady from a neighboring kingdom.

“Does it count as kidnapping if they go along willingly?” Elyan asks, standing above Merlin while he polishes his armor and being no help at all despite being the son of a blacksmith.

He shrugs. “How would I know?”

That gets him a snort of laughter and a slap on the back that only has him stumbling a little bit. If nothing else, his time as Arthur’s servant running around doing chores, and usually running after Arthur and Elyan and their newest terrible idea, has made it so he sort of has muscles now. Access to the castle’s kitchens certainly hasn’t hurt either.

He feels sort of guilty about it. Sure, he’s barely earning any wages himself since it’s mostly going to Ealdor’s debt, but they’re out there working hard to irrigate the land and fix up the village and he’s eating well and sleeping in the nicest room he probably ever will, and sure, he’s working, but he also spends a lot of time just hanging out with Arther and Elyan.

“She’s pretty alright actually, for a noble,” he continues. He hasn’t been going to nearly the lengths Merlin has to avoid her. “Especially for one that grew up in Camelot.”

“You grew up in Camelot,” Merlin says.

For a moment Elyan looks a strange cross between forlorn and wistful. “Yeah, but me and my dad and my sister are just commoners. It wasn’t so bad for us, after the queen died and the prince went missing, but the nobles got it the worst. The king had never been the most comprising of men, but he really became something else after all that. I assume that’s why the de Bois left.”

Merlin startles. “The de Bois are from Camelot? They said that this was their grandfather’s castle!”

Elyan blinks at him. “What? Of course they are! And this was his castle, it’s just that familial relations broke down,” sometimes Elyan says things that make it so clear he spends too much time with Arthur, “and so their father’s was in Camelot. Is in Camelot, and still abandoned because no lord is willing to take up there and risk the king’s ire.”

“Why would the king care if someone else lived there?” he asks.

“Well, he took his brothers-in-law fleeing his kingdom a little personally, Merlin,” he says, rolling his eyes.

Wait. Wait – “Their sister was the queen of Camelot!?”

Elyan stares at him for a long moment then reaches out to rap his knuckles on the side of Merlin’s head. “What kind of schooling does that village have over there? I’ll tell Arthur to add it to the list.”

Better schooling wouldn’t be a bad thing, but, “I know her name was Ygraine! Ygraine Pendragon. No one told me her maiden name was du Bois!”

“Well,” Elyan says, looking uncertain, “maybe they just didn’t want it spread around. It’s not like they left under the best of circumstances. But I’m from the city proper, and everyone knows about the queen’s family there.”

“Right,” he says faintly.

How do things just keep getting worse?

He’s serving the king of Camelot’s nephew!

[aziraphales-library]

Lost fic post #38

1.  Never asked for stuff here, but I was looking for a fic in which aziraphale hates the Bentley because he is the proof that his demon can love just not him. Something like that. Thank you very much ~ @tut557

2. I'm looking for this Post-Apocalypse fic where Aziraphale is in the bathroom and he sees the full bathtub and suddenly he thinks he's back in Hell and that Crowley just took a dive in Holy Water. Please and thank you. ~ @somebitofeverything

3. I am trying bto find this fic I sorta remember, and didn't bookmark I guess, it ah, Crowley has this sorta creature that follows him, and I think Aziraphale sees it being killed a few times and realizes that it's apart of Crowley. And it's apparently Crowleys desire? ~anon

4. Hey! I'm looking for a fic I thought I'd bookmarked but I guess I didn't. Crowley fulfills an old lady's last wish of pretending to be her secret lover at her funeral while she watches on from the Bentley with Aziraphale? ~anon

5. Looking for a azi/crow fic where Crowley assumed Aziraphale was just staying with him after Armagedidn't because heaven found out about his friendship with Crowley and wouldn't let him back into heaven. He though Aziraphale chose heaven over him. This comes out b/c Aziraphale confesses his love to Crowley I think. There's also a line i think where Crowley asks "you're not going to change your mind in the morning, will you?" ~anon

If you know one of these fics, please use the number in your response!

~Mod P

[princess-of-the-worlds]

Drabble request: Tosh could rule the world

Toshiko Sato, Ruler of the World

“Out of all of us, who do you think has the potential to turn evil and rule the world?” Owen asks Jack as they huddle in a corner of the Hub, bored out of their minds. It’s a slow day in the Hub.

Jack hums consideringly. “...Gwen perhaps?” The woman in question is boredly reading through a bridal magazine at her desk.

Owen snorts. “She wouldn’t be evil, not unless the entirety of Wales was badly threatened.” A beat. “Everyone would hate me. I could be an evil ruler.”

“But they’d hate you enough to overthrow you,” Jack tells him. “Me?”

“Too horny,” says Owen, smirking. “Ianto would be an efficient evil ruler, but you would distract him eventually.”

Which leads...

“Tosh,” Jack says. “Tosh would be an excellent evil ruler.” 

Owen glances towards Tosh’s workstation, where she’s grinning maliciously after having hacked into MI5. He shivers. “Agreed. Agreed.”

[10yrsyart]

The horns! AJ's horns are different from Crow's!!!!!

yes they are different!! :D and yeah, the True forms are all going to make a real appearance at some point.

[keyofjetwolf]

Wasn't there supposed to be spillover from the 'Watching openings for the first time'? Or did you finish that when I wasn't looking?

I must’ve done! I’ll take this opportunity to do a convenient round-up post, though:

Demon Slayer

Ojamajo Doremi

Emiya-san Chi no Kyou no Gohan

Godless

The A-Team

Dorohedoro

Boy Meets World

Daredevil

Boardwalk Empire

Kamisama Kiss Season 2

Persona 2: Eternal Punishment (which turns out was the wrong one oops)

I’m totally going to watch Godless, and am absolutely not going to watch Ojamajo Doremi.

[tomminowrites]

It's yo Birthday! Happy Birthday 🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉

WOO thank you so much!! Can I tempt you with a cupcake? You seem like a triple chocolate brownie kinda person... Fudge-filled with a whole buncha chocolate chips on top. Perfect

[imaredshirt]

somebitofeverything replied to your photoset “Getting separated and then lost wasn’t the best start to the away...”

Why is Drake a redshirt? *laughing*

Because he’d be the luckiest and most resilient redshirt in the history of redshirts. He’d be a legend. Tales would be told of him. Longest surviving redshirt in the galaxy. He’s been on dozens of away missions and he’d still alive, they’d say. A mountain could fall on him and he’d make it out alive. Twenty alien plants could be firing poisoned thorns at him and he’d trudge on just to save his crew mates. He’d also hold the record for Most Visits To Sickbay but at least he’d still be alive and an invaluable member to the crew.

... but in all honestly I just figured he’d be a communications officer or something, I just really wanted some red in there XD

[chioccetta]

What about Star vs the Forces of Evil AU where Hector is the excitable prince of Mewni and is sent to live with Imelda who is not pleased to see her life turned upside down because of an excitable prince from another dimension. Though she eventually warms up to him ;)

That was actually another idea I had and I had a lot of trouble trying to figure out which one I should go with, but I might as well draw this version as well! It is cute as hell!

[topazzey]

somebitofeverything

  oh god what the fuck did they do to the dash edit:...

D'you know how to put it back? Also my Xkit modifications don’t work anymore :’(

Yeah, the new update kinda broke xkit. They’re working on it though; I saw a post that said tumblr is actually collaborating with them to incorporate some of xkit’s functions into the site itself?? 

But to turn it off you go to dash settings and the option is at the bottom.

[shanastoryteller]

Happy Halloween!!! 🦇🦇🦇 Can you write something about Word of Honor? Otherwise anything of the identity porn will do

a continuation of 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13

Sizhui doesn't hear what's happened until nearly dinner. All he knows is that his father is furious and Lady Xuanyu has shut herself away in the library with stern orders for no one to disturb her. Their marriage has seemed amicable enough so far, considering they're strangers under an arranged marriage, so he doesn't understand what could have happed.

It's Jingyi who finds out the truth, probably by breaking several rules against gossip and enticing others into uncouth behavior.

"Jumped off a cliff?" he repeats incredulously. "That can't be right. She wouldn't do that."

Lady Xuanyu is bright and warm and affectionate and she always has a smile for him and time to listen about his day, pushing her scrolls away to tug him to her side so she can give him her undivided attention. She keeps pressing sweet buns into his hand, telling him to share with his friends and only winking at him when he asks where they came from.

Jingyi shrugs, although he seems equally dubious. "Your father went after her and caught her as she fell. Now they're fighting, I guess."

He won't disobey his step mother's orders. But he does kneel outside of the library to wait.

Dinner time comes. He does not leave.

It's approaching curfew when his uncle comes down the path and pauses next to him. "I heard you were here. What are you doing, Sizhui?"

"Lady Xuanyu ordered everyone away," he says, keeping his eyes on the door. She has to open them eventually. "I'm waiting for her."

"I'll get her," Lan Xichen says, moving towards the library.

Sizhui grabs onto his sleeve. "Don't. Don't rush her. It's fine. I don't mind waiting."

"Sizhui," he says, pained.

He shakes his head. "It's fine. You were all so worried she'd be cruel to me, but she hasn't been. If she'd ordered me to kneel in the courtyard every day just because she didn't like me, then we would have all thought I was getting off lightly. I don't mind waiting until she's ready to leave."

His uncle sighs. "It's been a long time since I've done this."

Sizhui doesn't know what he means, but Lan Xichen just sighs and stands slightly behind him, hands clasped behind his back. "Uncle! What are you doing?"

"Waiting with you," he says.

"You can't do that," he insists, "you're our sect leader, it's not proper!"

"I am also your uncle," he says gently, "if you're here, then I'm here."

Sizhui sputters, trying to come up with some sort of argument that will get his uncle on his way when the doors are shoved open and Lady Xuanyu tumbles out, grumbling, "-texts that haven't been updated in - what on earth are you two doing?"

Her hair is in a sloppy bun atop her head, strands hanging down, and she's holding her spotless pale blue over robe in her arms while her gold Jin robe is covered in ink marks.

"Sizhui has been waiting for you," Lan Xichen says. "He missed dinner."

Lady Xuanyu frowns and Sizhui blurts out, "Are you okay?"

"Am I okay?" she repeats, eyebrows pushed together. "Of course I am, what are you - you've been her since before dinner? Growing boys need to eat! Let's find you something. I'm a terrible cook unless you like sp-spoiled food, so hopefully some of the cooks are still up."

Lady Xuanyu grips his forearm and pulls him to his feet with strength it doesn't look like she should have. She stars brushing off his robe, still scolding him for not eating properly, and he lunges forward before he loses his nerve.

He wraps his arms around her waist and presses his forehead into her shoulder.

Her voice cuts off and after a stunned moment she returns the hug, squeezing him hard enough that it's almost like she's resettling him into his own skin. "Sizhui? Are you okay? Was someone mean to you? Tell me who it was, I'll beat them up."

He laughs but it comes out kind of choked. "I'm really glad you're here. Don't be too mad at my father. Please."

Not mad enough to throw herself from a cliff, at least.

She's the only mother he's ever had.

She's not that much older than him, far too young to have had him herself, but she acts like his mother, has treated him like he's always seen all his friends' mothers treat them growing up.

"Oh, Sizhui," she says softly. "Don't worry about me and your father. My relationship with him has nothing to do with my relationship with you, okay? You don't have to worry about that."

"Okay," he says, although he is very much going to worry about it now. He hadn't before, and she'd jumped off a cliff.

"Now let's get you some dinner," she says, stepping back but keeping an arm around his shoulders. "Are you coming, Lan Xichen?"

"No," his uncle says, seeming extremely satisfied for no reason that Sizhui can think of, "You two have a good night."

Lady Xuanyu gives his uncle a suspicious look, but nods and guides them towards the kitchens.

[prettybirdy979]

somebitofeverything replied to your post “Fic: Aziraphale/Crowley ‘Grand Gesture’”

This is the most romantic shit I've ever read

Aww, thank you!

[princess-of-the-worlds]

Drabble prompt: Ianto saving Jack from an enemy

Coffee Beans

They’ve been here a thousand times before, pinned against a dirty brick wall by advancing aliens, guns jammed.

Ianto hates this.

“Just a standard Rift call, Ianto,” he mocks in a poor imitation of Jack’s booming accent as he props up Jack’s slumped body against the wall. Jack doesn’t even have the decency to lean in the right direction. Thankfully, he’s only unconscious, not dead. “We won’t need any special weapons.”

He sighs. Then his eyes stretch wide in alarm, and he ducks just seconds before a sonic blast explodes into the brick behind where his head had previously been, sending clouds of dust and dirt billowing into the air. He coughs into the sleeve of his suit, one sleeve ripped beyond repair.

He should really rip off the other sleeve - he likes the symmetry - but can’t do that considering that he has to lug his unconscious boyfriend down the block to the SUV.

“C’mon, c’mon. There’s gotta be something,” Ianto murmurs as he leans down and begins to rifle through the pockets of Jack’s greatcoat. Keys, wallet, condoms, more condoms, little packets of lube, a loose handful of pennies, a lone wrapped mint. He moves to the other side and immediately withdraws his hand, wrinkling his nose in disgust.

He’s going to have to lecture Jack about dropping wrapped bits of food in his pockets again and then sitting without a care. That, or this sticky red stuff on Ianto’s fingers is blood instead, but he’s been at Torchwood long enough to know that it’s not.

Finally, Ianto slips a hand towards one of Jack’s inside pockets, sighing. He feels something oddly heavy and lumpy and triumphantly withdraws...a bag of coffee beans?

Well, it is from Ianto’s favorite cafe across Cardiff, which means that if Jack has these, he would have had to specially have driven to buy them, and Ianto doesn’t know when he had time to do that.

Nor does he have time to wonder.

“Have I lost my mind?” Ianto asks himself. “Maybe. Am I hoping this works?” He rips open the bag and grabs a handful of beans. He winces. This is going to be such a waste. “Yes.”

Ianto tosses his handful of beans ahead of him, towards the advancing aliens, and holds his breath.

Twenty minutes later, when Jack finally comes to, rubbing his sore head, he finds Ianto standing over several reeking puddles of green goo oozing over...loose coffee beans?

“Ah,” Jack groans. “You found your surprise gift.”

[10yrsyart]

There are too many words in my head right now. I will write them later. But for now let me leave you this impression of this chapter: AQZESRDTFGYHUKLHKGVNK?FGHJLVKGSDBJKBGSFLNBWLBSDL%K *SCREEEEECHING*

ahh yes, that’s what i like to hear hahah! X’’D 

[keyofjetwolf]

For some reason, some of your old posts are appearing on your blog as if you had just posted them just now, but the date's still the old date. Do you have any clue for what's going on or do you figure tumblr's just glitching

Oh I’m pretty sure it’s the site. It’ll probably settle down eventually, or we’ll all go up in a glorious blue-tinged fireball.

[tomminowrites]

I highly recommend 'Something Wicked' by Turcote (it's on ao3) for your Azirawhump ficreclist. It's excellently written. (Btw, this is DaphneTheAdipose, writing to you from my main blog)

DAPHNE!! my loveeee omg, im so glad you messaged so i can follow you here too. And I *loved* this fic, it’s absolutely going on the list thank you so much

(if ur the impatient sort, you can read asap at this link https://archiveofourown.org/works/19878031/chapters/47078896 )

[ladyloveandjustice]

I can't believe that just happened in Akatsuki no Yona. I'm not even mad about being spoiled, this is amazing. Where did you find that chapter!? It is of utmost importance that I read it now

You can find it on basically any scanlation site! I use kissmanga (though of course I’m also buying the official manga volumes release as it comes out, which I recommend.). It’s the latest chapter, 152.

and yeah, i’ve been liveblogging the any manga as it comes out for quite some time, so if you don’t wanna be spoiled block ‘nev reads akatsuki no yona’.