#someone get merlin a therapist

[priniya]

˗ˏ` EMOTIONS! 🍵 ´ˎ˗

pairing. theodore nott x reader

summary. theo never handled his emotions right, and when his girlfriend shows up in a wrong moment, things escalate and theodore doesn’t know how to fix it.

THEO HAS BEEN A TICKING BOMB LATELY and you knew that. it’s been bothering you, but every time you tried talking some senses into him, he brushed it all off, saying something too stupid and reckless for you to hear, so the topic was dropped sooner than it was brought up.

it was one of those times again, when a recurring thought was planted into your brain that you didn’t know your boyfriend like you thought you would. theodore hasn’t been himself lately, which made you worry tons. he’s been smoking much more and getting into fights more often as well as getting into trouble with the teachers, losing the points for your house, which… well, you didn’t care that much about it. what you cared for was theo’s wellbeing.

since it’s been a christmas break, you had gone home to spend time with your family, which meant your contant with theo was limited to a few letters that he was doing somewhat fine, yet you’ve been smart enough to know that spending christmas with his father and grandfather could never make him feel fine, not even a little bit. it was the breaking point in you that you’ve decided it’s the end of brushing you off.

“riddle, berkshire – out.” you barged into the dorm, glaring at your boyfriend’s dormmates, causing the first one to groan in annoyance.

“jesus, can’t be in your own room anymore.” mattheo rolled his eyes at you, yet he knew it was coming, so he dragged his ass up, patting theo’s back. “good luck with that one, nott.” he muttered before leaving the room with lorenzo, who just sent you a sympathetic smile.

theo, on the other hand, just glanced at you for a second, knitting his eyebrows together. “what do you want, l/n?” he asked, his nose still burried in between pages of a book you gave him for christmas.

“oh, last name basis, al–fucking–right.” you grumbled, grabbing the book away from his hands, your body trembling with fury. you hadn’t had a proper conversation in over two weeks, yet he couldn’t bring himself to be a decent man towards you. “what’s going on with you, nott?”

“get off my dick, y/n, really.” he rolled his eyes, expression matching the one his roommate had a few moments earlier. “i don’t have fucking time for this shit.” theo added, clearly agitated.

“well, you want it — you have it, i’m not getting on your dick anytime soon.” your voice was thick with emotion as the mention of celibacy earning you a look. “i know something’s going on. i know that, because i’m your girlfriend and i care about you. just trust–” you started, but the sentence wasn’t meant to be finished, because nott cut you off.

“then don’t. merlin, i don’t need a fucking babysitter, hoovering over my ass all the time. you’re not my bloody therapist, l/n. i don’t fucking need you to stick your nose into my business 24/7.” theodore stood up, his nose almost brushing yours before you took a step back, startled at the sudden outburst. “and sex? don’t amuse me, for merlin’s sake. i could leave the dorm right now and find someone to bone if i wanted to.” his tone was harsh, while his words were like knives thrown at you as a reward for being a caring girlfriend.

your boyfriend looked at his knuckles, his gaze focusing on the ring as he begun to take it off, making your pupils widen. “go. give it to someone who’s gonna be crazy enough to put up with your obsession about emotions. i’m not doing that anymore.” he muttered, pushing the ring into your palm.

“fine.” was the only thing that came to your mind after his words. your body continued to tremble and at this point, you couldn’t have been sure if it was your annoyance or broken heart that he just broke up with you. “just keep your promise and stay away from me. maybe join the death eaters too, for all i care, you’ll fit in perfectly.” with that, you left his dorm, slamming the door behind you as you fought with tears flowing down your cheeks.

“troubles in paradise?” mattheo grinned at you playfully, not noticing your tears-stained face as you were storming through the common room to the exit of the room.

“go fuck yourself, riddle.”

it wasn’t even five minutes later, when mattheo entered his shared dorm, his expression utterly confused as his mind was doing its best to connect the dots. “what’s with that gal of yours?” he asked theo, plopping down onto his bed, lightning up a cigarette right after.

“she’s not my gal anymore.” nott mumbled in response, almost untouched by the entire thing that just happened and that took his best friend by surprise.

“what do you mean she’s not your gal anymore?” he asked, his frown deepening. “lad, don’t tell me she broke up with you, you love this girl to death.” riddle added, scanning his friend’s face for any sign of uneasiness or a clue to understand all of it.

“i broke up with her.” theo replied with a shrug.

“merlin, man, why?” mattheo asked another question, this time being left without an answer as nott shut the curtains of his bed, putting on a silence spell.

IGNORING THEODORE ALL WEEK HAS BEEN EASY as you weren’t in the same year as him. you’ve been grovelling inside about the break-up, but from what your mother had always told you, when you were younger, you remembered that all the teenage boys were shitty and you couldn’t — by any means — let him know how much hurt you were. ignoring him was easy, all because, in your eyes, he didn’t even take any effort to show you remorse for what happened, from what you’ve known, he didn’t even look at you once.

the worst part of loving theodore nott was not being able to brush off all the concerns and worries that lived rent free in your mind, whenever you’ve noticed him walking through the hallways. nevertheless, he didn’t want you to care about him at all, so that was what you were planning on doing. kept your head high and your feet steady on the ground.

what you didn’t know, was that it wasn’t pride that made him keep his eyes away from you, but guilt. from the moment he woke up the day following your argument, his organism was flooded with guilt and shame to the point, where he couldn’t look at himself in the mirror.

he fucked everything up just like his father always told him that he would. he broke the promise he’d made to himself that he wouldn’t drive you away, wouldn’t hurt you like his father hurt his mom, yet he did. you were the only person in his world that made him feel like a normal human being, one, who could love and be loved, but he had to ruin it all, because his pride wouldn’t let him to open up to you.

it’s been already a week since the biggest mistake of his life, as he called it, and theo’s entire body hurt. he was popping pills with blaise like candies, because sobriety and consciousness made everything worse. he couldn’t stop thinking about you — about your expression, when he broke things off with you, the hurt in your eyes and the way you were holding yourself after that.

people, not close enough to you, might’ve been fooled by the facade you’ve built around you, though not theo. he’d known you for years prior to your relationship, he’d seen you both happy and miserable and now? now, you were beyond miserable. you might’ve kept your head high with the biggest smile on your face, but he’s known. he always would — whether you wanted him to or not.

quidditch practices were the worst, all because you were always there, yet never watching him. it wasn’t even up to you to be there and theo was certain of it. you were there, so your best friend wouldn’t have to sit through an entire practice alone, while she watched lorenzo with starstruck expression all the fucking time.

“lad, you have to apologise to her, sort it out.” enzo sighed, putting a hand on his shoulder, squeezing it reassuringly. “aoife’s worried about her. ‘m not really surprised, though, she started smoking weed on daily-basis again. aoif’s saying she can’t remember, when she saw her sober for the last time, but it’s better than bawling her eyes out over some asshole, aoif’s words, not mine.” having a friend, who was also somehow close to you and your best friend was a blessing in disguise. lorenzo kept him updated, not leaving out all the insults aoife lynch threw at him for breaking her best friend’s heart.

a loud sigh left theo’s lips as he leaned over the table, his forehead falling onto the wooden surface as he let out a groan. “i don’t even know what to do, enzo.”

“my suggestion? get your shit together.” mattheo chimed in, a playful grin on his face. “i mean it, theo. the gal of yours keeps showing up to my spot and i can’t deal with her tears anymore. get your shit together and fix it.”

“the problem is, matt, i don’t know how.”

the opportunity, although being totally… stupid, occurred at the end of another week during a game with hufflepuffs. theo’s entered another stage of grief and has been going around the school angry at everything. so, when the game came, he was playing rougher than usually, because he needed an outlet to the built-up anger.

of course, you’ve noticed. how couldn’t you? you’ve been keeping an eye on him for the entire two weeks. despite your promise to aoife, you couldn’t let it go. no matter who he was, your boyfriend, a friend, a stranger or an enemy, you couldn’t stop worrying about him and doing your best to look out for him. so… when he was forcefully pushed off his broom by diggory, you were running down the stairs before he even hit the ground. you needed to be beside him or it would kill you.

he was unconcious for almost two more days, making it a sixteen days without hearing his voice and you were going crazy, spending every single second, occupying the tabletop placed next to his bed. his hands in between yours as you kept it close to you. did he deeply pained you with his words? yes. would you let him be alone in the hospital wing? of course not.

“y/n/n.” he whispered suddenly, his voice breaking. “i’m so sorry.” nott let out and you weren’t sure if it was some kind of sleep talking or your delusions leading you on. “i’m so sorry, baby.” he repeated his words with a term of endearment, squeezing your hand weakly.

“theodore…” your words hitched in your throat as you moved the hair aside from his forehead. “don’t think about it now.” you whispered in a coy manner. “it doesn’t matter.”

“i can’t.” he coughed out. “i can’t stop thinking about it. about you. i’ve acted like a dick, but i didn’t mean it. you’re my world, baby, i’m so, so sorry. you were right all this time, i build up my emotions inside of me and let it get the best of me in the worst moment. i’m so sorry i hurt you, i swear i hate myself for—” he continued his rambling, slowly opening his eyes to have a look at you.

“hey, teddy, please, don’t think about it now.” you pleaded, still holding his hand. your thumb caressing his palm. “just rest, okay? please. we’ll talk about once you’re well-rested and out of here.” your voice was gentle.

he shifted in his hospital bed, hissing as his ribcage hurt immensely. “no, cara, please.” he muttered, bringing his lips to your palm. “listen, i can’t get over what i told you. i’m so fucking sorry, baby.” he whispered.

“teddy…” you started, but he cut you off.

“no. i’m sorry i said all those things to you, you didn’t deserve all the shit i gave you.” he let out a sigh, rubbing his forehead. “you need to hit me. for all the pain and suffering. oh god, and the tears. you should just kill me at this point.” theo muttered, and honestly? he did deserve the beating for what he’s done, but the three days of unconsciousness due being knocked off the broom, you could let it go. it could be his fate share of beating.

“just shut up, will you?” you sighed, planting a tender kiss on his lips. “we’re fine.”

[myrrh1806]

BILL CIPHER LORE

Type wellwellwellbeing and click it three times.....you get to see three excerpts from Bill's files at theraprism.

( context : The axolotl sends bill to therapy after season 2 finale )

Type seven eyes to get a picture of one of bill's friends ?......There is a message at the back too ( a warning)

type cipher to see Bill hidden in history ( prolly canon...)

type ad astra per aspera ( ford's journal 1-2 pages about bill's statue)

type robbie ( bill makes an appearance in a photo, also Thompson hates his toxic friend but beggars can't be choosers )

type Dorito ( Wait till the end. You see Bill's true form )

type shave your grandma ( Bill's view on humanity. Its pretty funny)

type stan and click 6 times ( You get to play a game with bill and uncover granule Stan's secret shame)

type dipper and repeatedly click ( Bill basically trolls him. Its funny. Also something at the end after the paper is burnt )

type love for.........well, its almost every fanfic of bill in ao3. ( The image made me do a spit take )

type r34lity ( pics of bill's minions in their new homes.....crptos stands next to a drawing of bill. Dunno what that means....maybe he misses him ? Prolly mocking him, though)

type oroborous ( Sixer had a pet axolotl and Bill wasn't very happy )

type irregular ( Bill's mugshots )

type vallis cineris ( baby bill )

type tourist trap ( bill's in it.....might have to examine this pics further. could be some clue ?)

type bubble and turn the knob ( backward message says :“The Sky is on fire. Everything is burning. How could this happen? You killed us all. Remember us. Someone help, the murderer's name is Bill.” Prolly the dying screams of flatland before bill.....you know.)

type destruction is a form of creation ( rambling of fiddle ford after he peeked into the portal and saw bill.....could be clues in there )

type say baaaa ( Bill acts like Sta- a conman )

type naitsuaf ( you get to make a deal with bill )

type hectoring ( songsposition )

type weirdmageddon ( proof that the people of gravity falls are either in denial of the apocalypse or forgot )

type tantrum ( bill vs time baby )

type scary ( knockoff goosebumps audiobook bill made. Man, Bill and Stanley have a lot in common from the conman angle. They could have been friends....in another timeline *sigh* )

type goodnight sally ( no lore but, its a cool bill t- shirt )

type even his lies are lies ( Bill's pov when sixer still trusted him - bill is talking to his therapist)

type suck it merlin ( bill throughout history )

type black sheep ( Bill's a jerkwad )

type cursed ( Bill is a bad influence )

type card ( another one of bill's 'ventures' )

type one eyed king ( bill tries to hypnotise you )

type forget the past ( its a colour code for the smart ones out there....it would be awesome someone solved it, ig )

type lies ( you see how bill lies to himself......his therapist should take notes)

type monster ( how bill views himself )

type breakup ( shows you the bar bill drank at after ending things with Ford )

type Kubrick ( Bill caught on camera )

type hey nerd ( Bill 'ventures'. Don't buy anything from that catalog !)

type booberry ( welcome to bill's ted talk. nil, he actually gave solid advice if you ignore the projecting )

type fordtramarine ( describes a color only people who have come in contact with bill or other extra dimensional entities can see )

type hotxolotl ( info about bill and his henchmaniacs after his defeat )

type morality ( bill's philosophy )

type you cant kill an idea ( leads to bill's pyramid scheme ciphertology)

type emmaline butter nubbins ( you get to download illustrations of bill from the book of bill without text. Pretty cool )

type piñata ( bill gets beat up by a little girl. )

[mysticsublimeperson]

(Really angsty merthur modern Au.)

NUMB

Merlin and Arthur had been dating in secret for the better part of a year, or more accurately, they had this almost play of happy married couple that they put on every couple of days in Merlins apartment.

Arthur was this big name in his industry, son of a political figure, god forgive him having any kind of scandal that could potentially ruin his bright future. On the other hand Merlin was only a technician in the company, going to school at night to have a degree in teaching. When they started... whatever the hell they were doing, Merlin was hesitant, but he has never been able to say no to Arthur.

They didn't really talk, because that would make it real, they have a nice time together in his flat, they would have dates and movie nights and dinners, but outside, it was like Merlin's presence was enough to tip Arthur over the edge. And when school became too much and they couldn't meet or the work piled up, it was worse. If Arthur was mad, he would put it on him.

This situation resulted in Merlin loosing most, if not all of his confidence, he became quiet and avoided Arthur on the workplace, when they were together it was like nothing had really changed, not much anyway, not something very obvious, maybe sometimes he would not defend himself from some comments, or would be a little too self deprecating, but the changes where subtle enough that nobody at work really noticed much.

But Merlin's friends did notice. Nobody knew that Merlin was dating someone, he had always been really private with his love live since he was outed in high school and bullied by his crush, and all of his friends respected that. but they thought that maybe it was the lack of love life that was slowly turning Merlin into this zombie, basically they thought he needed to get laid.

So they invited him to a club. Guilt tripped him into coming and got him drunk enough to finally let himself loose in the crowd.

And then...

It was nobody's fault, but that didn't make Freya, Will, and Gwaine any better. Gwaine was too drunk to be vigilant, Freya was enjoying herself with a cute girl from another country and Will had gone out for a smoke. Merlin was an adult. He was supposed to be able to care for himself. He was supposed to be able to stand up for himself, to protect himself from this situations.

Bu he was also pathetic.

So it was nobody's fault.

But his.

The guy was perfectly nice, they had been dancing and talking a bit in between the songs.

Edwin was blond, and the lights were low, and Merlin was drunk.

He had asked if Merlin had a boyfriend and Merlin didn't quite know what to answer. Then he gave Merlin a bit of his drink to try.

And Merlin has trouble remembering anything else that night.

Or at least that's what he told the therapist that comes twice a day to check on him at the hospital.

In reality he remembers a bit more than what he would want to remember.

"This is the only thing you are good for"

He remembers almost all of the comments, but that had resonated within himself. Had made him stop fighting while three other people restrained his limbs.

Because that's something Arthur had said before.

And then, everything after that, was a blur. He was numb and unresponsive and apparently that's a turn off so they contented themself with beating him and leaving him in the streets, with open wounds and ripped clothes.

Someone had called the police and an ambulance.

He was taken care in the ER, but he could not bring himself to speak, so they put him in a room and a therapist had come to talk to him, about how this must be really scary and new, how he must be in shock because usually men aren't the target of sexual assault, how even if he felt embarrassed or ashamed he should try to speak to the police, if not for himself, to prevent this from happening to another people.

And all of what they said was true. He felt all of those things, and was ashamed and scared, but there was also something they didn't know, something nobody knew, because he was not worth it, he was not enough for someone to show him off proudly, for someone to love him openly. So something must be wrong with him.

But he agreed to talk to the police.

He still couldn't bring himself to talk, even when he tried, so the therapist gave him a notepad and a pen, and accompanied him throughout the whole ordeal.

His phone had a few messages and calls, and not enough battery.

He wrote to his mother, it was the only person he could bring himself to try and explain the whole truth.

Then he wrote to his department manager, Gaius letting him know that he was going to take a sick leave.

And lastly he wrote to the group chat, where the latest messages had been a few encouraging text celebrating the assumption that he had gotten laid.

"It didn't turnt out well, I want to be alone"

He knew it wouldn't work for long but he just couldn't...

With the notepad he also asked his therapist to not let anybody but his mother in. He didn't want to deal with nobody's reaction, above all, because he didn't know how to react himself.

He thought in contacting Arthur, but quickly abandoned the idea. Arthur only wanted him on his conditions, he would probably never want Merlin again, seeing the state of him.

That made him feel lost and sad. And everything became numb.

His mother arrived early on the second day at the Hospital, after 5 hours on train, and cried hard when she saw him. He cried quietly too.

On the third day, Arthur was at his door.

His mother had opened thinking it was the nurse, and then rushed him outside to have a hushed conversation, thinking Merlin asleep. Merlin hadn't been able to properly sleep since...

He hadn't expect that. He didn't know how the hell Arthur knew where he was, or how he was able to pass through up to his door he didn't know.

He couldn't see the door, or hear what was happening, but dread pooled his insides. The other shoe was about to drop, and he didn't know what did that mean exactly.

Either or, something was going to end.

[isleofdarkness]

Rise of Red Opinions Masterpost

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Liveblog part 2 electric boogaloo (in no particular order)

Red's Sledgehammer, Wonderland Pocket Dimension

I Admire Dara For Not Breaking An Ankle In Those Boots

Singing With Gum In Your Mouth Is Dangerous, Hades

The Fountain Incident; What The Fuck

(Fountain Changed Depths)

Morgie Pulling Off Uliana's Jacket

"Where Are You Going?" Away, Dude

The VKs Were Ready To Straight-Up Murder Bridget Murder Ethusiasm, Group Aspirin, Hades is Tired

Hissing, Native Languages, Morgie Struggles In School, Twisted Tales (Yes, Mars Is Nonbinary)

Uliana's Knee-Length Dreadlocks

I Saw That Guy Knock Over His Cupcake (RIP)

Red's Facial Expressions

Red's Facial Expressions Part 2

Bridget and Red, Chloe and Ella; The Time Travel Aspect (And Possible Lesbianism)

Uliana Accidentally Slapped Hades

And Knocked Over Morgie

She Probably Accidentally Hits Them A Lot

(Evidence that she slapped Hades and took down Morgie)

(More evidence that she got all four of them)

Uma Loves Her Aunt Uliana

Chloe Has Two Billion Wigs And None Of Them Look The Same

Hook's Accent

Amputee Representation in RoR; Why

Hades Lurking Ominously

"They're All Middle-Aged" They Are Twenty-Six Calm Down

Humiliate-The-Black-Girl; Updated and Expanded Thoughts

Red Is Way Too Hard On Herself Part 2; Comparison To Rose

Merlin's Insane Security Measures; What The Fuck, Man

Hades Running Over The Rocks Like A Normal Person

VKs Dance Weird

VKs Are In A Polycule

Morgie Goes Up Stairs On All Fours

The Other VKs Are Gonna Drown

Background VKs Some Have Cool Hair

Screenshots And Opinions

Nerds. Dorks. Fools Part Two, No Screenshot

Hook's Facial Expressions

Morgie's Silly Jumps (I Love Him)

Someone Get Lucius Malfoy A Drink And A Therapist

Ma'am That Is An Animal, Stop That

Beast The "Alpha Male" Thread 1 Thread 2

Snapping Facial Expressions

Asks

Why Did Hades And Maleficent Break Up?

Morgie's Tattoo

Part 2 To This Post

Closing thoughts;

The ball-kick conundrum

RoR AU

[avirxy]

Five headcanons for the Arcane Blight au

1. Once Jim fully becomes a troll, due to the amulet, it’s permanent, he won’t be able to change back, there’s nothing on earth that could undo the curse. That’s exactly why he’s been warned so many times against using it to its fullest abilities.

2. Mary hasn’t told anyone, because they’d probably take it from her, but the longer she keeps the Shadowstaff close the clearer the whispers become, leading her, encouraging. She also has barely any experience dealing with grief, especially of this magnitude, so if this can make her feel a smidge better what’s the harm?

3. Aja’s lost pretty much every scrap of motivation she ever had, with her aunts and Krel though she’s eventually coaxed to meet with a therapist, Mandy is very familiar with everything going on in Arcadia and magic so none of what Aja could tell her would seem outlandish. It takes a few sessions to get words from Aja, and she slowly begins to open up and inch toward a better state of mind, but she’ll never be the same again, the grief won’t ever leave her entirely.

4. Darci and Toby often find comfort in the quiet together, they’ll sit in the graveyard or if Morgana isn’t home they’ll go to Claire’s room, someone has to keep it tidy after all. It’s gotten so terribly dusty from not being lived in, that’s alright though, they’ll keep it clean for her.

5. After Eli is released from the hospital, in much better condition than when he arrived the other four steer clear, not out malice or uncaring but because he’s quite literally unnerving to be around. He’s got this twitchy glint in his fully exposed eye, always watching, always listening. Still under the spell.

6. The infamous pit, like Lazarus, Arthur was talking about is under his manor in a crypt like structure, after Merlin was killed he raided the wizards workshop and combined a bunch of the elixirs into the natural pool, it bubbles and froths black liquid, anyone, dead or alive, thrown in there comes out extremely wrong.

7. In chapter 40 the ‘I don’t—‘ that Claire never finished wasn’t I don’t want to die, it was ‘I don’t, want to be brought back’ more than anything she didn’t want to be a puppet and if that meant staying gone she was okay with the possibility, after all she thought she was going to see Enrique and her parents again.

[slidersimp]

Top Gun headcanons

Top Gun headcanons because my brain go brrrrr

-Maverick loves when Jake calls him Pops. At first he didn’t really care because he knew Jake was just being an ass but Jake kept calling him it during training and/or after the mission and Maverick realized he really liked it.  Bonus points if you pair it with the Jake has an abusive father headcanon and never had a good father figure to look up to so by calling Mav Pops he is allowing Mav into that role for him.

-Maverick loves to snack. In his carrier days, anytime he had a moment of free time you’d find him in the mess hall munching on something. A bowl of blueberries, celery sticks, an apple he cut up with his pocket knife. Once he started working at Top Gun he kept the break room fridge stocked. Everything was labeled with sticky notes and do not touch on threat of death. Jester stole from him constantly, but he was sneaky about it so Mav never found out it was him, but Viper and Ice always knew. When Mav goes back to work there post TGM, he keeps a mini fridge in his office and the Daggers figure out if you ask Mav for a snack he will never let you go hungry. 

-Slider loves stealing Ice’s books. It started out because he was bored on deployment and he wanted to know what the fuck Ice was taking about and then it just grew from there. He never asks for the books, Ice just learns to leave them out after he finishes them and a few days later he’ll find them near Slider’s bunk with a ratty old bookmark tucked between the pages. 

-Ice reads classic literature. The first time Slider picks up Fahrenheit 451 after  Ice is done with it he nearly calls a therapist. Instead he calls Merlin, who has also read the book and he despairs when he sets Ice and Merlin off on an hour long discussion of the book. 

-Maverick loves kids. I think we all knew this one, but after Slider and Merlin have kids Maverick wants nothing more than to be the favorite uncle and has managed to beat out every single blood related sibling Slider, Merlin or their spouses have. He spoils the kids rotten taking them to the beach or out for ice cream. When one of Merlin’s kids starts questioning their gender he brings them to his hangar and teaches them mechanical shit like fixing cars and working with power tools. The experience is affirming but it also gives the kid someone to talk to about what they’re struggling with, and Mav is a great listener.

-When Slider and Merlin aren’t posted in the same place they call each other at least once a week. After smartphones become a thing, they text constantly. Half the time it’s complaining about Ice or Mav but the other half is just them shooting the shit and being bros. Their kids joke that they’re dating and they picked up the joke from Ice and Mav. Their spouses just find it amusing.

-Slider will throw an absolute fit if he has to fly in Maverick’s backseat but Maverick actually likes it. Not only can he tease Slider and pull a bunch of maneuvers that piss him off, but if he can’t fly with Merlin he likes being able to fly with someone familiar and as much as Slider complains, Maverick knows he respects him and thinks he’s a good pilot. If Slider does end up in Mav’s backseat, the minute something serious happens he’s fully on board with Mav, helping him out exactly how he knows Mav works best with and even complimenting him when they get back safe.

[stressed-and-queer]

Idea: Its post S5, canonically, Merlin couldn't handle losing Arthur so he erased his memory, one day he wakes up from a nightmare, Arthur's death, and then it shows the isle of the blessed, something inside of him telling him that he needs to go there. So, in the middle of the night, he gets up and drives to the isle. There's nothing.

He tells his therapist this in the morning, (therapist is Gwen or Morgana maybe)

"I had a dream about that guy again"

"And you swear you've never seen him?"

"Positive"

"Merlin, the human brain does not have the capacity to create new faces. You've had to see him somewhere, whether it be passing him by in the streets or whatnot. However, considering the severity of the dream i have to inquire that this was someone dear to you,"

"Then why don't I remember him,"

"I don't know. But, that's not the reason you came is it,"

"No,"

"Something else happened,"

"I saw the island that the old Ragland Castles sits in, and for some reason i felt....drawn to it. So, after i woke up i went there,"

"And what did you find"

"Nothing, absolutely nothing. I felt like an absolute fool,"

"How far did you go,"

"I didn't go to the island if that's what you're asking,"

"Maybe you should,"

"But nothing happened the first time,"

"Merlin, you didn't dream about looking at the island from afar, you dreamed about the island, which means you have to go to the island,"

"And you think this will stop the nightmares"

"Well i can't say for sure, but it's a good possibility "

"Alright then, I'll go tomorrow,"

"Good,"

He goes the next day and boom, there's Arthur. But he doesn't remember, so when Arthur semi recognizes him, he's so confused.

"How do you know my name,"

"How do you not know mine, we were friends most of my life Merlin!"

"I don't remember you, I'm pretty sure i would remember some random blond in a suot of armor!"

Arthur mentions magic, Merlin doesn't remember, tells him magic doesn't exist. Blah blah blah something happens and Merlin remembers. Maybe Merlins magic resurged because his destiny came back. Or maybe he designed the spell to wear off if Arthur comes back. Idk I'm still figuring that part out. (if you have ideas I'd love to hear them)

He brings Arthur to the therapist and idk what happens next. Haven't thought of that yet. Maybe, since the therapist is one of their old friends, they go searching for the others? Idk lol

[johannestevans]

Happy new year!

Good evening, and happy Gregorian new year!

Firstly, the results of my giveaway - the winner has been picked, I'm just waiting for them to get back into contact with me, and everyone who didn't win did get some vouchers for eBooks, which I'm opening up into a little new year's gift!

Want an eBook copy of my slowburn historical fantasy romance between an ADHD vampire and his very autistic secretary? Get Heart of Stone on Smashwords and enter the redemption code XE97D!

Want an eBook copy of my more fast-paced and silly threesome novella between a deceptively experienced young gentleman, a harried naval sub-lieutenant, and the sexy pirate captain that kidnaps them both? Get Gerald Poole and the Pirates on Smashwords and enter the redemption code SF83E!

Enjoy, enjoy!

As I settle into my new place, I'm just starting on decorating and furnishing the place, so I've been picking up some old furniture and beginning to paint, which is great. I'm super excited to have a fully furnished space to work from, but in the meantime it's exciting to work on the process.

I'm still not back into my regular movie-watching vibe as I'm yet to have proper wi-fi in my new place, but I've recently been going between my rewatch of BBC Merlin (always a classic) and also playing Dragon Quest XI, and as for the latter, I recommend it so much. It's such a fun game that, as many of the DQ titles do, plays a lot with and pastiches a lot of classic RPG elements, but it's also so funny and also heartfelt and really loving about its characters, so big recommend.

A new month means a new set of prompts on Trans Erotica!

Prompts for January 2024

Modelling nude

Orgasm denial

In someone else’s clothes

Double-ended dildo

Against a wall

Inspired by a prompt to write a piece?

If you’re trans or nonbinary, submit to us!

There's no round-up of my most popular pieces of last month this email, as instead I did a 2023 round-up of all my most popular works already - my top fiction and non-fiction works of the last year are all laid out here.

New Works Published

Erotic Short: The Duelling Ground

Two old veterans use a duelling student as their shared toy. Rated E, 3k. Trans M between a trans M and cis M, with a duelling master fucking one of his students with a friend of his. Double penetration, anal and vaginal play, biting and nibbling, rough sex, squirting, a bit of breeding dirty talk, size kink, gaping, nipple and chest play.

Read on Medium / / Read on Patreon

Guide: Where do I find the queer people?

Making friends and finding social & community spaces as an LGBTQ+ adult.

Read on Medium / / Read on Patreon / / Read on Tumblr

Erotic Short: Good and Bred

Erotic short. A servant attends a warrior and gives him his first taste of sex with another man.

3k, rated E, cis M/ cis M. A warrior has never slept with another man before, and intends to top — his pretty little servant has different ideas, and cleaves him open. Featuring anal sex, massage kink, size kink, gender play, feminisation, some gaping, rough sex, D/s and power dynamics, role reversal, dirty talk, creampies, lots of breeding kink.

Adapted from a TweetFic.

Read on Medium / / Read on Patreon / / Read on Ao3 / / Read on Tumblr

Serial Update: Rescue Dogs

Chapter Fifteen. In the aftermath of therapy, Valorous has a bit of a meltdown, and Cecil is right there with him.

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Cecil Hobbes finally gets Valorous King to try a new adventure: therapy. Cecil Hobbes, an ex-PE teacher disgraced and looked down on in his hometown, has a new partner: Sir Valorous King, a knight of the realm, once a child of prophecy, and Cecil’s stalker. A few months into their relationship, Cecil finally convinces Valorous to see a therapist, on the condition that Cecil attend one himself.

Read on WorldAnvil / / Read on Medium / / Read on Ao3

[violetthistle1]

Excerpt from See Me Now by Violet Thistle on Ao3. Remus writes Teddy a letter in case the unthinkable happens.

Full fic length: 10, 706 words

https://archiveofourown.org/works/57586909

My darling Teddy,

Even if you find yourself alone, you are never unloved, because I love you. Even if I’m gone I love you. It’s an eternal state of being, my love for you. Call on that knowledge whenever you need it, it will never fail, no matter what you grow up to become.

Find yourself a good group of friends. In my experience, it will be the ones who sit next to you on the train your first year of Hogwarts, but that’s a small sample size and liable to be disproven. You’ll know they are the right ones when they accept you for who you are in whatever form you take. They will protect you when you are at your weakest, and rely on you to come up with the best mischief.

The best Mischief doesn’t hurt anyone, and if you’re lucky gets you out of class for the afternoon. Don’t get into too much trouble, and stay clear of Mrs. Norris. Always make up the lessons you missed, and never talk back to the teachers. Unless they’re former death eaters. You can talk back to them all you want.

Don’t smoke, not ever. But if you end up curious like me, stay clear of Pall Mall’s, and try to quit before you turn 30 for the love of Merlin.

Don’t do drugs, not ever. But again if you’re curious like me, stick to pot, and don’t even touch any of the other stuff. It’s not worth the addiction.

Don’t date, not ever. But when you do, don’t be afraid to make the first move, even if it is your best friend. Be sure to ask for permission before you kiss someone though, it’s better that way. Also, it’s ok if they’re not a girl. My first wasn’t either. That’s a long story, but I’m sure my journals are lying around if you’re curious. Also, also. It’s ok if you’re not a boy. Go back to my first point if you wonder what my thoughts are on that.

It’s ok if love doesn’t come easy. I have loved in my life, but I have also had great swaths of time when I didn’t love anyone romantically. Both are fine. Find ways to accept yourself just as you are, apart from anyone else. It’s ok if you don’t ever find ‘the one’, so long as you find acceptance in yourself.

I’m proud of you. I know you’re thinking, how could I know? I know. I know you are great, just the way you are. Didn’t pass that test? I’m still proud of you. Maybe find other study methods, or ask a teacher for help with the next one. Didn’t get that job? I’m still proud of you. Job interviews suck. They have no reflection on who you are or what your worth is.

If you’re at all like me, there will be times in your life when you are down. When the world keeps hitting you and you can’t take one more punch, and then it hits you again. I love you. Life is hard and unfair and really shitty sometimes. It’s okay to reach out to friends, family, or a therapist if you need it. It’s okay to need to take a prescription to help you get through life. It doesn’t mean you failed. It means you are giving this life everything you got, and that’s courageous. Don’t roll your eyes, it is.

There will be times when your body fails you. It’s okay to need medications. It’s okay to need mobility aids, even when you don’t have grey hair. It’s okay to call in sick to your job. The right job will work around that. If there comes a point where you can’t work anymore, your value does not come from a job you get paid for. You are a valued part of society, just by the voice you add to the world, by the people you make laugh, by the scribble of your pen or brush. There is a multitude of ways you can contribute to the world, even if you can’t physically work.

I know I could fill pages and pages more and still not have said all I want to say to you. So, perhaps I’ll say, I’m not the only source of wisdom (thank Merlin for that). Find a mentor who you can trust and listen to them, even when they tell you hard truths. Just pretend it’s coming from me, and maybe that will lessen the blow.

I love you so much, my darling Teddy,

Dad

Postscript: Reading this back, I really focused on the difficult times of life haven’t I? Maybe that’s because my life was hard much of the time, and that’s when I wanted advice the most. So here’s a little note for the happier times. Congratulations on finishing your education! Continue to find subjects and fields of interest to read and study into adulthood. This doesn’t have to be the end of learning if you don’t let it be. Congratulations on landing that job! Continue to pursue your interests, even if this isn’t your dream job. Sometimes the best jobs are the ones with a peaceful work environment and supportive colleagues rather than the elite job that works you to the bone. Congratulations on becoming a parent! (Not an obligation, just including it in case) I’ve only been a parent for seven days, but my advice is, be as hands-on as you can be. Change diapers, make late-night runs to the store for your partner, and don’t forget to gaze deeply into your kid’s eyes while rocking them to sleep. It’s the best. Especially when the kid’s an animorphmagus who’s eyes change color like a mood ring. New Patronus memory unlocked!

[thewolfisawake]

Guess slowly but surely will be doing these rapid fire thoughts, headcanons, I guess on the generals. Today I had Morgan on the brain so here goes:

Morgan is one of the older of the generals along with Solanine though it can be noted that neither act it

'Basically fae' is what she would call herself because of fae blood running true. But she does have some demonic blood from her father. Morgan: 1/4th if we want to be pedantic about it.

As with other Seelie and Unseelie she is 'technically Scottish' but she is also part Welsh! This comes from the technical origins of Merlin and the Arthurian legend coming from Welsh legends.

She has clairvoyance--her being considered near 'perfect'--which means she can see past, future and the concurrent. However she claims it is a lot of information and thus needs to be more specific.

Despite her claims as 'squishy,' Morgan can fight. None of the militia folk would let her be near a battlefield if she could not defend herself. She's just not as good as any of the generals, which honestly, puts her above average fae.

She is actually, weirdly, on good terms with various sorceresses. This is because 'mother used to drag me to their equivalent of a knitting circle.' This includes Circe and Medea. As a result, she knows of Nico but has never met him.

Skirts are her jam, she will never wear pants.

Knowledge of magic is immense and that comes from her mother though she tends to meander on solving problems.

Despite their ages and disparity in know how, Balmoral is still considered Morgan's mentor. What's it he teaches her? Essentially presentation and trickery. She is 'un-faelike' because she doesn't think in 'convoluted' or 'intense' ways. She finds Balmoral and the Unseelie by extension the best way to figure out how to get more creative, which is her worst block as a magic user.

Her power is not showy but it is 'unsettling' as Balmoral would put it. That is because she can see into others. She essentially can pierce right into the 'id' of anyone. She sees their darkest emotions and memories, their traumas, their absolute worst of themselves. And she can plunge a target into visions or against manifestations of this 'dark side.'

She can start to glean these things by looking at a person so this is why she often comes off airheaded or not willing to take someone head on. So she isn't accidentally finding too much about others as she finds it rude.

This is apart of her 'therapist' part with others, she tends to know others are not doing well because she can see that cropping up with her sight. However, again, Morgan finds it rude that she has the knowledge without others knowing and doesn't want to be pushy about what she knows.

Her other notable abilities are being able to mess with others from within and those that 'tug at the heart.' This can be messing with the eyes' ability to take in light, impair breathing, and for non humans, can manifest or manipulate the inhuman parts of themselves.

Morgan chooses not to really use her abilities as she doesn't feel it has much of a space in her line of work.

Having said that, she has used the biological manipulation to debilitate en masse for the Unification Campaign.

[an-obsessed-cactus]

Ello ello ello!

honestly not sure yet what this page will be about(i do know i just don't want to admit to myself it'll be a random stream of consciousness à la James Joyce) but i thought I'd make a kind of introductory post about myself at least so here goes.(fandoms are listed at the bottom cuz at the heart of it tumblr is a place for obsessed freaks like myself). also I'm new to tumblr so its ways and etiquette are still unknown to me. but i will learn promise. anyway.

Name's Dorian/Bree(still deciding so take your pick and I'll see what sticks). I'm omnisexual aroace(went down the traditional pipeline surprise surprise) and go by she/her tho atm whole gender identity is kind of a mystery to me so that could change. edit: trying they/them rn to see how it feels

I'm finishing high school this year so my life'll be a bit hectic for a while(was for the last 4 years tbh). Cause I'm interested in one thing too many and can't make decisions to save my life and also cause I'm an anxious mess who can't relax, I'm taking a gap year. I'm planning on getting some rest to get back what remains of my mental health (which sadly ain't much but such is life). I'm gonna go travelling around a bit(rn pretty sure about Norway, UK, France & myb Japan) and honestly if I make any friends on here it'd be sick if someone joined me so that's always open.

Then next year, when I finish my soulsearching, I'll prolly go study sth cuz that's how the world works. I'd love to be either a writer or film director (or myb a therapist). My dream is to study film in UK(as a career writing and filmmaking is pretty much a tie, but filmmaking sounds just a tiny smidge more stable. Not giving up on writing in the least, but I feel like studying is more necessary for film than writing?) I love watching series and films not only because of the story, but because of the way it's told. I love to overanalyze the storytelling, the characters and different dynamics between them(and honestly just everything about the film) or read others' post overanalyzing it, so a film/series(does that exist?) critic sounds like an awesome job as well. But I'd like to be in the middle of the making and tell my own stories. Cinema's a bit sad in my country (non-existent more like) so studying abroad sounds like the only real option if I wanna make it in the industry. It's also an opportunity to meet more people interested in the stuff that I am so hopefully it works out. Fingers crossed 🤞🤞

Obviously, if one's obsessed with cinema, you can hardly avoid falling down the rabbit hole that are the fandoms. I'm currently fixated on Good Omens and would love to find some humans I can discuss it with cuz my irl friends(tho I love them with all my heart) just don't go temporary insane over fandoms the way I do.

I get random moments of revelation about other fandoms as well, so here's a list:

Good Omens

MCU(pls no spoilers post Wakanda Forever. I'm kinda runnin a bit late but I'll catch up I promise)

Sherlock

ATLA

MLB

Star Trek

TOH

Lucifer

Megamind

Umbrella Academy

BBC Merlin

Hannibal

Stranger things

Witcher

TVD(was my first real fandom so it still persists even tho I'm not really into it much anymore)

myb some more that I forgot

I'll prolly be adding stuff here as I figure out what I wanna talk about, but one of the things I'm working on is getting rid of perfectionism so this is it for now. I tried to keep it brief but that obviously hadn't worked out lmao. Could be worse(much, much worse)

[yellobb]

Re: show recs.

Invincible is really really good, and there's also a gay best friend with a gay romantic arc that takes up one full episode 🤣

If you need totally straight TV shows for your mom you should watch those early 2000s cop shows. The Mentalist, Castle, Bones. Those are some of my favorites, and they're long too so you'll have content for weeks.

That's all I watch with my mom and it's worked wonders for us.

Also just... watch movies? They're less of a commitment, and they're easier to get recs for.

Let me know what kinda movies and shows you're into and I can help you choose from what I know.

My sister lied to me smh 😔

Cop shows is a good idea!!! She used to watch them all the time, which was always funny to me since she’s a forensic scientist and usually people can’t stand to watch shows about their profession lmao. I’ve actually been meaning to watch House and medical dramas are in the same vein, so I might go with that!

And I appreciate the offer!!! I think we’re gonna stick to shows for now, since part of the reason my therapist wants me to do this is to get me out of bed every day, and an episode of a TV show with someone I love is an easy thing that, if I get invested enough in the show, will do the hard part for me since I’ll be too excited to see where it’s going :)

And I’m not too picky with shows, if you have more recommendations! I like a pretty wide variety. Off the top of my head, I’ve really loved The Sandman, Good Omens, OFMD, Merlin, The Owl House, Grey’s Anatomy, Mindhunter, and Criminal Minds. I was also a Superwholock girlie back in the day lmao

The only restriction would probably be to avoid stuff that doesn’t have English voice over in some way, shape, or form, since we both tend to multitask while we watch

Thank you so much!!!!!

[baby-girl-e]

Their Legacy part 2

Characters - Iceman x Maverick, Original Female character x Phoenix, Rooster, Dagger squad, Original Male character

Summary - Legacy wins Top Gun and gets to tell her extremely proud family and flirt with a pretty girl

Word Count - 3.5k

Warnings - None :)

A/N - It’s me hi, I’m the problem it’s me! I know it’s been ages since I posted the first part of this fic and I have no other excuse but that I more than likely have something wrong with my brain that prevents me from sticking to something for long! (my poor therapist and publishing agent) And that I am working on my debut book so this kinda took a back seat! BUT! I am back with a chapter I hope you like (: 

The last week before graduation flew by almost as fast as the F-18’s they were using, and before she knew it, Legacy was prepping for the graduation ceremony the next day. Her and Thunder had stayed in their front lining spot and were winning the trophy at the ceremony. She still hadn’t told her dad’s which she knew was cruel but hey, she wanted to surprise them. Now she knew she couldn’t keep something like that hidden from her Admiral father because he knew and saw all, so she decided to tell him herself after she heard the news, practically begging Merlin to keep quiet until she could tell him. 

Which brought her where she was now, nervously standing outside of an office she knew well. She wasn’t nervous he wouldn’t be proud of her, that much was obvious, she was just anxious because this was so big. Nepotism ran rampant in the Navy, it’s all about who you know and what they can do for you, but her father actively fought against it. Not once did her dad ever make a call on her behalf (something she held over her other dad’s head) or put in a good word. Sure she was asked constantly if her last name ‘Kazansky’ was because of the Kazansky, and she never lied, but she never brought it up herself. A simple “yes” was enough and she moved on. She got to the TOP GUN trophy on her own and damn it if she’s not proud of herself. 

After a moment to take a breath she knocked on the door and heard her father say to come in. It’s now or never. 

“Hey dad.” She stepped in and could see him hunched over some paperwork, glasses perched on his nose. 

“‘Hey sweetheart! To what do I owe the pleasure?”

Sitting down across from him she fiddled with her fingers, a nervous habit. 

“Well, I have some good news and I wanted to tell you in person.”

He lit up at her words and gestured for her to continue. 

“I, uh, won the trophy. I’m Top Gun.”

There were tears in his eyes. Scratch that, the COMPACFLT was actively crying. 

“Oh honey.” And with that he was out of his chair embracing her. Clutching her tight and swaying slightly. 

“Are you proud dad?”

“Proud? oh I’m a step above proud. I’m in awe. I knew you could do it.”

Legacy smiled and held onto her dad, just happy to be here. But she knew there was something else missing. Or more accurately someone.

“Let’s call your father in shall we? He’s out here somewhere. I really ought to put a tracker on him.”

It’s like he read her mind.There was a rumor that went around that he could do that, she believed it on occasion. 

He made a turn for his phone and clicked on the contact labeled ‘Husband’. She remembers the argument that the word ‘husband’ wasn’t cutesy enough for Mav and to settle it her father had added a red heart. “Look there’s a heart, happy?” Paps had just smiled cheekily and admired his husband's contact labeled ‘Baby’ with about every color heart there was. 

“Hey babe, where are you right now?”

She was only hearing half of the conversation, but she could see her dad pretty much shaking with excitement. 

“Well tell Admiral Simpson that you’re wanted by the COMPACFLT.”

…

“Mav can’t you take this seriously? Please tell him but without the innuendo?”

…

“Oh my god you twelve year old boy, our daughter is sitting in my office right now. That light a fire under your ass?”

…

“There you go, I’ll see you in ten.”

He put his phone down and told Elizabeth that Pete would join them in about ten minutes. 

“You know he’s gonna think something bad happened right?”

“Yes, that’s what I’m hoping for. Your dad is kinda dense and needs some encouragement sometimes.”

“Why is he my dad when he’s being dumb, but he’s your husband when he’s being sweet?”

Tom just smiles at his daughter and puts his hand on her shoulder. 

“Because when he’s being dumb I can’t think about what it must say about me that I married him.”

Ten minutes later they hear a rumbling of feet and the door swinging open to find a very frazzled Pete Mitchell. 

“What is it? Are you okay?”

He was breathing deep, and for most men his age that wasn’t a good thing, but her dad was made out of metal so… he was fine. 

“Relax Paps, it's good news.”

He lights up a bit and leans onto the arm of his husband's chair. 

“Oh, well, great!” He turns to his husband, “You could’ve said that before I ran like a madman over here!” 

“What’s the fun in that?” Tom said rather cheekily. 

“Guys! Good news here? Remember?”

Tom turned to his husband and nudged him a little. 

“Listen, it’s pretty good.”

“You know already? You son of a bit-“

“PAPS!” 

He quickly shut his mouth and nodded at her to continue. 

“What I’ve been trying to say is, I won Top Gun. I’m taking home the trophy!” 

Pete jumps up from his perch and picks up his daughter. She’s about an inch taller than him but he never cared. She was his baby. 

“Are you kidding me? Oh my god little princess I’m so proud!!” 

Being called a little princess after sharing the news that she just won a trophy for being one of the best pilots in the entire navy wasn’t exactly what she expected, but hey, it’s her paps. 

“Indeed. That’s three people in this family with the trophy, sorry Pete.”

“Hey I would've won that and you know it.”

Note the skating over the ‘why’ he didn’t win. That was rarely, if ever, brought up.

“Say whatever you want Pete, doesn’t make it true.”

Good god did these two ever stop bickering? She knew the answer to that all too well. It was never. She didn’t miss however the fact that he had said three  people had won the trophy in the family. He was obviously referencing Bradley.  No matter how long it had been since he’d left home and basically took himself out of the equation, they’d always consider him family.

“Well, as much fun as it is listening to you guys bicker, I really should be going. I’ve got a big day ahead of me.”

That seems to kick her parents into high gear. Tom is immediately turning from his husband to his daughter. 

“Yes you do indeed. I’ll talk to Merlin and see if I can be the one to present you with the award.”

“That’d be great. But maybe let him announce it? Let you soak in the moment, yeah?”

“You want me to give you the award but you want Sam to do the talking?”

She nods affirmatively at her father and he gives his husband a look. 

“Cryptic, you’re more and more like your Paps everyday.”

“That’s a compliment, little miss. Take it as one.” Pete wasn’t about to be slandered in front of his daughter. 

The truth was, she still wanted to keep the whole “I changed my last name and I’m proud of it” thing a secret, wanting to make tomorrow even more special. 

With a kiss to each of her fathers’ cheeks she headed out to celebrate with Jake. This was just as much of a celebration for him as it was for her. She had told him to meet her at the Hard Deck and lost track of time so she had to go in uniform. Grand.

“There she is, the woman of the hour!” 

Jake shouted to her as though he had started to celebrate already. Smelling his breath it seemed highly likely. 

“Oh please, I’d be nowhere without you Jake.”

“I know, I was just giving you the opportunity to brag for once, good to know it didn’t last.”

He was right, she rarely bragged. It was all due to the fact that if she did brag it would sound more like bragging on the Kazansky name which she was taught never to do. Maybe she could brag on the Mitchell name, but probably not in the Navy. 

Looking over at the bar she spots Phoenix standing with what she assumed was her WSO. It wasn’t a secret that there weren’t many female aviators, so the ones there were teamed up. It sounded cliche, but the reality of the situation was, women had to stick together. In Legacy’s case, she tried to make friends with as many people as possible, and did her best to look out extra for the women she was around. Even with the Kazansky name, she still had a moment or two where she was looked over or harassed for her gender. That came to a screeching halt when the second person harassing her got a shiny dishonorable discharge from the COMPACFLT himself. After that it was quiet, and she knew her privilege so she tried to get as many people under her umbrella of protection as she could. Was it sad that you had to know people to be protected from harassment? Yes. But was that just the way things were? Unfortunately. 

She decided to approach Phoenix, if she was being honest she was a little shy, an unusual emotion for Legacy. She was usually very confident, a trait all aviators inherited, but when it came to beautiful women she looked up to as a role model? That goes out the window. If she was being completely honest, she was crushing hard on her. 

“Hey, it’s Natasha right?” She decided to go simple, hoping for the best. 

“Yeah, you’re Elizabeth right?”

“Yeah that’s me. My dad is training you guys for your mission.”

Phoenix smiles and turns more towards her. Now they’re an arms length away and Legacy has to remember how to breathe. 

“Captain Mitchell is your dad? I’ve been meaning to ask you how you’re Bradshaw’s sister.” 

Legacy liked her already. Her family’s story was one that was told over and over again in the Navy. She never really got to introduce herself to anyone since everyone already ‘knew’ her. Whether Phoenix really didn’t know her story or she was just being nice and letting her tell it, she appreciated it either way. 

“Well it’s a long story but, Mav adopted Bradley when his mom died. And my mom died when I was a baby and her brother, Admiral Kazansky, adopted me since nobody knew who my biological father was. So as far as I’m concerned Admiral Kazansky is my dad. Mav and my dad have been together since 1986, and raised Bradley and I together so I always considered Mav to be my other dad and Bradley to be my brother, and then they made it legal when they got married in 2015 and Mav adopted me.” 

Phoenix looks like she comprehended that enough, even if it was a lot of information. 

“Wow, that's complicated. That would explain the last name Kazansky then.” She pointed to her shiny name badge.

“Oh yeah, my legal given last name is actually Kazansky-Mitchell, but because of all of the military’s homophobic shit I had to pretend Mav wasn’t my Paps.” 

“That’s rough. Was it hard keeping that secret for so long?”

Oh boy was it. You try telling a kid that they can’t call their dad, “Dad” in public. She had even resorted to not calling him by name in public, feeling weird about calling her dad “uncle”. 

“I had a lot of practice, but every time I had to refer to Paps as ‘Uncle’ it physically hurt me. Him too I’m sure. Did he really not tell you guys this stuff?”

Legacy loved her Paps, but the man had a big mouth. It’s a wonder that he never outed himself. 

“He mentioned that he had a daughter at TOP GUN here and there, but nothing specific. Hey, isn’t graduation tomorrow?”

“Indeed it is.”

“Well, who took the trophy??” She leaned in close, all excited. 

“You’re looking at her.”

Her jaw dropped and swung Liz into a big hug. She’d be lying if she said she wasn’t enjoying every millisecond of being pressed up against her. 

“No way! Congratulations!” 

She pulled back slightly but didn’t really seem to want to let Liz go. Not that she was complaining, not even a little bit.

“Thanks Nat, it was rough but I did it!”

“Wow, you must be so excited. Guess we’ll get Mav in a good mood tomorrow then?”

“Well you’ve been seeing him in his good mood so far, it doesn’t get any better than when his husband is in town.” 

Nat remembers that she’s still holding Legacy by her arms and releases her. Much to Legacy’s disappointment. 

“Then this plus his husband in town might be a sight to see huh?”

“If you’re not tied up during graduation, you could come see for yourself if you want?” 

This was Legacy’s shameless way of trying to invite her to the graduation. Hopefully it didn’t come off as desperate as it sounded in her head.

“I would love to, I’ll tag along with Bradshaw. Hopefully he won’t mind, I’m powerless to resist an invite from a pretty girl.”

Liz was in such shock from her words that she nearly forgot that she had yet to tell Bradley she won TOP GUN. Did Phoenix really just call her pretty? 

“Well I’m powerless to resist inviting a pretty girl to come to my graduation.” Her aviator confidence just now coming in. Better late than never. 

“So it seems we’ve established we both think the other is pretty. What do you want to do with that information?” Nat takes a step closer, impossibly closer. Her hand comes down on Legacy’s that’s resting on the bar. 

“Hmm, we could take a walk on the beach? Somewhere more private? Talk about it some more?” 

“Lead the way Legacy.” Phoenix gestures towards the doors that lead to the beach. It was quiet in the bar already, even quieter out there. 

Once they made their way outside legacy decided that she’d make the next move and grabbed her hand. It felt right, like that’s where her hand ought to be. 

“So... you think I’m pretty?” Phoenix was known for her confidence, this sudden questioning was... abnormal. 

“Well yeah, have you ever looked in a mirror?” They were walking hand in hand down the beach, seemingly both nervous. They have one of the most dangerous jobs in the world and do it without a second thought, but flirting? Forget it. 

“Look Nat, I like you. Like a lot. But I don’t know if this is such a good Idea right now. With Bradley and your mission…” Natasha nodded along like she understood, but stopped walking. 

“I know your brother, he’s going to be impossible, but he will want you to be happy.” She knew she was right, obviously, but she still had her reservations. 

“I don’t know what you’re going up against out there but I do know that you can’t afford to be distracted.” 

Natasha considered this, obviously rolling it around in her head. “Okay, but I expect a kiss when this is all over.” 

Legacy smiled and nodded. “You’ll get one I promise. I’ve got to go tell Brad that I won, but I’ll see you tomorrow?” 

“Of course. See you tomorrow.” She winked at Legacy before taking her leave. 

Legacy had to giggle to herself for a moment to shake off the flirtatious energy before she went back inside to tell Jake she was leaving. He groaned at her early departure (again) but relented. 

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Telling Bradley went about the same as it did for everyone else. He was ecstatic for her and gave her a hug not unlike the one her Paps gave her. 

“Liz, I’ll be there I promise.” 

“Even though both our parents will be there?” She made sure to call them our parents.

“Of course. My love for you goes beyond my distaste for them.” She sighed. That was probably as good as it was going to get. But maybe she really was like her paps because she couldn’t help a little push. 

“Are you ever going to forgive them? Come home?” Bradley stepped back and rolled his eyes. 

“Come on Liz. I thought you understood why I can’t.” She put her hand back on his shoulder and made her way into his space again. 

“I do Brad. You know I do. What Paps did was shitty okay? But what you don’t see is their regret. Dad especially. They had me for more of my life, but you were their first kid. Neither of them ever thought they’d be parents, let alone together, but there you were. They love you so much it hurts them, I know it. Just…” She wasn’t sure what to say next. “Just think about it okay? Maybe just talk to Dad if that’s easier.” 

“Lizzy, Iceman is just as at fault in this as Maverick. You know he’s an accomplice.” The callsigns coming from him were weird. At least he wasn’t calling them Captain or Admiral.

“They’re married Roo. Of course they’re going to be together on things. But you know Dad was more reluctant to pull your papers.” He had said so many times, when he didn’t think she was listening. 

He just lowered his head and sighed. “I know. I know. Just… I haven’t ever been able to figure out my mind about this. I know it’s confusing but I just can’t do it yet.” 

She sympathized with him, she really did. Did he have years and years to figure this out? Yes. But was that ever enough time? Nobody really knew. Things tend to happen when they happen regardless of what your timeline is like. 

“It’s okay brad. I just want you to know that they’re ready when you are. And I selfishly want my family back together.” She gave him a hug and took her leave, she didn’t really know what else to say. 

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Her Top Gun graduation was exactly what she imagined it would be. She should know she’s been to a few. It was hot and sunny and she was in heaven. She sat in the front row next to her best friend and had a straight shot of her dads on stage smiling just as widely as her. 

“I know you’re all anxious to be done with this and celebrating with your families, but we have one last thing to do and dare I say it’s the most important part of this ceremony.” Merlin had a look in his eye that Legacy knew all too well, and winked at her knowingly. 

“I’d like to ask Admiral Kazansky and Captain Mitchell to please join me if you would,” They got up quickly and joined their friend at the podium. “This is a special ceremony for both me and these men beside me, and those rowdy old flyboys out in the audience.” 

Slider, Wolfman, Hollywood, Chipper, and Sundown had all made their way to the ceremony the minute they heard the news. They had apparently all received calls from both of her parents the minute she had left her dad’s office. The group cheered at Merlin's words. 

“We are all so excited to present this award for ‘Top Gun’ to Elizabeth “Legacy” Kazansky-Mitchell and her RIO Jake “Thunder” Thompson. Come on up here kids.” He then handed her dad the plaque and he looked like he barely realized what had just happened. Paps looked like he couldn’t believe his eyes as they tracked down to the name on the plaque. 

Liz and Jake shook the hands of the airboss and other brass that had joined them and then she was hugged swiftly by her uncle merlin. She stood before the COMPACFLT/ her father and jokingly held out her hand to shake. He had tears in his eyes as he handed her the plaque and hugged her tightly. 

“Oh I’m so proud of you sweetie. So proud.” He whispered only to her. 

As he let go she was brought into another hug by her Paps almost immediately. 

“You know you didn’t need to change your name right?” His voice was shaky and uncertain. Unusual for the great Maverick. 

“I know, but I wanted to. It’s high time your name is on that plaque. You’ve certainly earned it.” She pulled away to see his tears too and couldn’t help but smile wider. Her Paps had been through so much, he deserved this. 

She turned to the audience and sure enough there sat both Phoenix and Bradley, clapping wildly and smiling at her. She didn’t know what she did to get so lucky, but damn was she grateful. 

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I’m definitely NOT jealous. Especially of Leo. With his stupid British accent and bubbly personality. I mean seriously who is honestly that happy? Constantly!? I think he should get that checked out. Or see a therapist at least.

Yes you are. Shh. British accent is sort of cute just difficult to understand sometimes. Oh God same with the boys in my class and they are not even the cute sort of bubbly they are the irritating annoying sort of bubbly. Contant he he ho ho ha ha what the fuck are you so happy about? Keep it down for Merlin's sake. I am so done with them Theodore. So damn done. You know I don't really like when people get jealous. Because I think there is no point of that. You are mad about something you can't control? I mean if someone wants to leave they WILL leave you can't do anything about it. If someone wants to divert their attention they will do it?? But your jealousy is so cute, I feel like teasing you about it. 🤭🤭

I’m confused.

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Thanks to @jhalya for the tag!

Part the First

Are you named after someone: I was named after my great grandmother was a mid-wife. For the longest time, I thought when they said she "delivered babies," I thought she had one of those bikes with a basket, and rode around with bundled-up babies in the basket. 🤣

The last time you cried: I teared up yesterday while watching The Incredibles, during the part where the plane with Helen and the kids are about to get hit with missiles (that tone in her voice *sniff*) (I tear up very easily, I teared up the day before in church.)

Do you have kids: No, not yet.

Do you use sarcasm: Fluently 😁

The first thing you notice about a person: Probably the expression on their face

What is the color of your eyes: Brown, sometimes it matches my hair perfectly (other times my hair lightens in the sun)

Scary movies or happy endings: Happy endings! (I typically watch scary movies through my fingers, or just listen intently while attempting to look nonchalantly at my phone. I am a 🐔)

Any special talents: I'm a decent singer, but as far as quirky talents go, I'm pretty good at balancing random things on my head.

Where were you born: United States

What are your hobbies: Reading, writing, singing, acting (once I get back to the theater!)

Have any pets: I have a calico cat named Little Missy! She is trouble, but cute enough to get away with it 😹

What sports do you play/have played: Tennis! I played through high school, and now only pick up the racket occasionally. I definitely need to get back properly into it! (Out of shaaaape)

How tall are you: Short! (5'1")

Favorite subjects in school: English and Social Studies

Dream job: I like my job as an occupational therapist, but sometimes I think it would be a nice to be an author!

Part the Second

First ship: Freylin (Merlin/Freya; they give the man a love interest and she dies in the very same episode...that is the kind of break Merlin got in the BBC show)

Three ships: Obiyuki (Akagami no Shirayukihime), Fredrobin (Fire Emblem Awakening), Frederick/Anne Eliot (Persuasion)

Last song: We Beseech Thee

Last movie: The Incredibles

Currently reading: The Hobbit

Currently watching: Criminal Minds/Poirot/Midsomer Murders/Friends (I vary, also 🎵 one of these things is not like the others🎵)

Currently consuming: Diet Dr Pepper with amaretto 😋

Currently craving: Steak (Dinner for tonight!)

Tagging @claudeng80 @ruleofexception @jj-carstairs @the-pompous-potato

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