Yes

So I don't lose it

merthur fic recs i swear by

Good Fortune - Chapter 1 - platonic_boner - Merlin (TV) [Archive of Our Own] - G - the one where Arthur makes Merlin a lord

In your dreams - platonic_boner - Merlin (TV) [Archive of Our Own] - T - the one where Merlin enters Arthur’s dream

Visiting Hunith - RurouniHime - Merlin (TV) [Archive of Our Own] - T - the one from Hunith’s perspective

 Of Faith and Hope and Love - Chapter 1 - versaphile - Merlin (TV) [Archive of Our Own] - T - the one where Merlin gets lost

Onfindan - astolat - Merlin (TV) [Archive of Our Own] - M - the one where they hunt monsters

Dower the Stars - Chapter 1 - RurouniHime - Merlin (TV) [Archive of Our Own]  - E - the one where Arthur gets jealous

The Crown of the Summer Court - astolat - Merlin (TV) [Archive of Our Own] - E - the one with the elves

Despoiled - astolat - Merlin (TV) [Archive of Our Own]  - E - the one where they try to start a rumour

For safe keeping

Witcher ficlets 2022

Look. It turns out I write a lot…… xD  And tumbl have link limits, so it’s probably just ….. easier to start a second one….  For both finding and keeping them! 

Please enjoy this new year of fics and ficlets <3

-Rough hands makes for soft songs  Jaskier is teaching Ciri how to play lute, and Geralt is weak

-A great excuse  Jaskier and Geralt hiding in a bathhouse and shoulderkisses

-Shards  Season 2 MCD, where the witchers have signs to protect them, but Jaskier does not….

-Perfect dissonance It takes some time, but Geralt finally realizes it was Jaskier missing all along (modern au) 

-Her weddingday It’s her weddingday, and she doesn’t understand why the witcher is telling her to go to rest (noonwraith pov)

-In the light of the stars Jaskier just wants to celebrate his birthday for once, with the people he cares about. But it doesn’t seem like anyone notices

-Like onions and Sad Silktraders Just Jaskier making Geralt smell his shirt, and Geralt pretending he doesn’t like it. Like normal people.

-Falling Where Geralt follows Jaskier to Oxenfurt and finally tells him how he feels. Cuddles and tracing of lips.

-Sun and stars Cuddling in a patch of sunlight, where Geralt kisses and explores Jaskier’s back.

-Promise? Promise. “I love you, I love you, I love you.”  Geralt is saying it like he is terrified out of his mind, like he is mourning, like he is alone in the entire world.

-The art of recovering Where Jaskier kisses Eskel for cover, but then it is really hard to stop kissing

-Burn butcher burn An observation about s1 and s2, and how the butcher burned

-That happy ever after The before and after Ciri came into Geralt’s life and helped him heal and remember that not all emotions are bad, a modern au. 

-Tease (Nsfw) Just Geralt’s hips against Jaskier’s inner thighs. That’s it.

-Neither petty nor possesive, but…. Jaskier saves Geralt from a flirty group of women by pretending to be his partner… until it is hard to pretend anymore (modern au)

-Cold fries Modern au where Bartender Geralt falls for lead singer Jaskier

-Under the stars Where Geralt and Dandelion watches each other and the stars

-Belleteyn and Birthdays Because it is both Ciri and Yennefer’s birthday and they celebrate with gifts and cakes

-Witcher mine Where Dandelion struggles to sleep and Geralt helps by being a human…witcher.. wheighted blanket

-Bittersweet Modern au, FWB but it’s bad for their friendship. (Geralt fixes it in the end I promise)

-If I kiss you tomorrow Belleteyn and Geralt is smitten with his bard

-Kelp forest and trinkets Mer!everyone where Geralt attempts to court Jaskier

-Ikea… Just Ikea Lambert and Aiden moves in together, that calls for a shopping trip!

-Turmoil Jaskier’s mind is so incredibly loud, but Geralt is there to comfort him

-Someone to you Jaskier sings something more personal that he intended, and Eskel soothes him

- Handshandshands Jaskier is but a humble mastermind with a plan to touch Geralt’s hand

-It is summer Where Jaskier is living his best summer life, despite the weather fighting him

-Tusks Monster!Geralt gifts Dandelion his tusks as daggers as a gift for affection

- Dance floor kisses Where geraskier … kiss on the dance floor

- War drama or cowboys? Where geraskier slowdances in the kitchen at 2am

- Scent of spring Where Eskel tried to court Jaskier, but he didn’t get it, and they reunite after winter

-To trust and to hold Where Jaskier gets very, very hurt, and Geralt’s only way of saving him is through a bonding bite 

- You always can Where Jaskier gets silly drunk, and good flat mate Eskel gets a little more than he bargained for

-Oh how his heart trembles Where Geralt comes back to winter with Dandelion in Oxenfurt

-The challenge of you Geskel in a competative cooking show falling head over heals for each other

-Back to you Eskel getting beat up by an arch griffin and Jaskier is there to pick him up.

-Lean against me Jaskier staggering away after Blood Origins, and Geralt looking for him

Thank you for reading! <3

Me

yippee!!!!!!

Every day I think about how happy they became when they realized that now they can be together and just hug each other

Mandatory reblog

Tumblr Code.

If I ever see any of you in public, the code is “I like your shoelaces”

that way we know we’re from tumblr without revealing anything

I’m just going to say this to strangers until i find a tumblr person

For later :D

Kind of want a fic of Arthur being sent on a quest to kill Magic itself, the god of magic, the most powerful sorcerer to walk the Earth, Emrys, and Merlin is just standing in the background sweating

Ok, so maybe Uther hears from some captive druids about Emrys and how he’s magic itself, god of magic, so on so forth. So obviously, to get rid of magic in the world, this Emrys guy has to be killed! So Uther sends Arthur on a quest to get rid of magic once and for all, and of course, Merlin is along for the ride. This could be a pretty cool concept and magic reveal I think. I’m no good at writing though so please someone write this

Love this, need more! Eating myself like an ouroboros!!!

Hey, @confused-they, this is for you and for everyone else who wanted more of this AU. Merry Christmas.

DPxDC Ring of Rage? More Like Ring of Engage [pt. 4]

[<- part 3]

[Written to 'Tantrum' by Ashnikko]

TW: mentioned mild gore (some inside parts become outside ones, nothing graphic)

Tim can't breathe.

Joker's mad laughter is ringing through the darkness of the warehouse, echoing in his head, the screeching sound straight out of nightmares. Hood should be nearby - as in, somewhere in this darkness along with him - but Tim can't think about that, his own maniacal giggles bubbling in the back of his throat, a grin tugging at his lips.

He has to get up. He has to stand, he has to fight, and it really shouldn't be this hard.

But he can't breathe.

Tim clutches his fingers on the fabric of his suit on the chest, distantly wondering if this is how Danny feels when he is more human than ghost. Probably not, he mentioned that breathing is only optional.

He really wants his boyfriend right now. His fiance. Whatever, he wants Danny, he wants his cold hands on his cheeks and the faint, humming purr of his core that Tim finds nice to fall asleep to, and-

Maybe later. He can't exactly summon him now, not in the middle of a fight, especially not in the middle of a fight with Joker of all people.

There's an angry growl somewhere to Tim's left, staticky through the voice-modulator. Then several sounds of gunshots and a gleeful, taunting yell of the madman.

Hold on.

Tim snaps his eyes open - not that anything changes, everything is still pitch-black around him - and blinks.

Why not?..

It's not like Danny is a civilian. Tim tends to pay little attention to the fact since the King of Infinite Realms doesn't hang out with the whole superhero convention on principle. But Tim is pretty sure he won't mind it this once.

Besides, Tim is so done with Joker that it's not even funny.

A few breathy chuckles escape his throat as he lets his body fully slump back on the floor and brings his left hand to his face, placing a quick kiss on the Ring through his glove. He doesn't need to do that, not really, but it's kind of a ritual at this point, and the gesture somehow makes him feel better.

"Danny," he whispers.

For a long moment, nothing happens.

Then, there's a soft, popping sound, and his beautiful boyfriend is floating right over him, faintly glowing and a little sleepy. Tim is momentarily distracted by his bare feet and pj pants with tiny rockets on them.

Danny yawns and tugs the hem of his t-shirt down as it starts to float. "Whas'sup," he mutters, rubbing his eyes and clearly not fully awake, and Tim's heart melts instantly. He loves Danny. He just... He loves him, okay? He loves that Danny didn't question his summons for a moment, he loves that he came even though he was obviously sleeping, and he loves that Danny is wearing a tee he stole from Tim.

Unfortunately, before he is able to get his shit back together, another sound of gunshot ripples through the air, and Danny startles, blinking himself awake and looking in the direction of it. Then, his eyebrows shoot up, and his mouth makes a soft 'O' shape before he turns back to Tim and tilts his head in question.

"You want me to deal with him? The clown, I mean, not your brother," he asks, and it's so casual and off-handed that Tim actually huffs a laugh.

"Sorry, I was just- I'm really tired of his ass," Tim should probably sit up, this is not a talk they should have while he is lying on the ground. On the other hand, Jason is somewhere out there, and he has guns and doesn't have a clear visual around him, so maybe Tim shouldn't sit up.

Danny hums, "Is that a yes?"

Tim just nods. He is pretty sure Danny can see him despite the darkness. "I promise it's a one-time thing, I don't plan on calling you every time one of local lunatics acts up. I just... I fucking can't with him," he admits with a defeated sigh. But, before he can spiral any further into the abyss of unworthiness, Danny's cold hands are cupping his cheeks, and his icy eyes are looking right into Tim's sky blue.

"Love, I don't mind getting rid of each and every one of your Rogues. Granted, it would probably fuck up the timeline, and Clocky would be mad, but I'd do it if you want me to, no questions asked." His voice is quiet, and Tim has never been more grateful for his domino mask, because he can feel his cheeks heating up and he doesn't want Danny to see the exact effect his words are causing.

"I- Okay," he quietly agrees, and then blinks, backtracking, "Wait, no, don't fuck up the timeline. Just deal with the laughing bitch this once, and that's it. We can handle the rest."

Danny is smiling at him in that adoring way Tim recognizes as 'I really want to kiss you, but it's not the time or place'. Then, he nods and lets go of Tim's cheeks, straightening up in the air, and his clothes shift all at once, like a magic trick.

Gone are the stretched out t-shirt and the pants with rocket ships. In their place, Danny's body is head to toe covered in stars and galaxies that hold the vague shape of armor, and there's a slightly shimmering, blueish-green translucent cape over one of his shoulders.

The Crown over his head, the sentient artifact much like the Ring on Tim's finger, appears from nowhere, and, after a brief pause - Tim swears it was debating on whether or not the situation is worth the effort - promptly sets itself on fire. Blue flames cast long shadows on Danny's, no, King's face, making him look older and his cheekbones sharper.

Before, the boy was only faintly glowing, and, evidently, the others present in the warehouse were too distracted to notice him.

But now, with the flaming Crown casting dancing shadows on the walls of the warehouse, it's really hard not to see the otherworldly being making an appearance.

"Holy fuck," Tim hears Hood's quiet, astonished voice, and almost cracks a grin.

Yeah, he wants to say, that's my boyfriend. Although he suspects he and Jason are having vastly different reactions to Danny's presence. Because Tim kind of wants to take all his words about dealing with Joker back and take Danny home, straight to bed.

...He is going to have to strangle Jason in his sleep if his reaction is similar. No, that's a wrong thought, this is so not the time for it.

"Who are you, flying glowstick?" Joker sounds rightfully pissed off by the interruption, "Does Batsy employ alien kids now?"

Danny chuckles, the starry freckles on his cheeks glowing brighter, "Okay, just because you compared me to an alien, I'm not going to completely erase you from this plane of existence."

Tim snaps his head up.

"Wait, no killing," he reminds, not because he actually cares but because B would throw a fit. Danny brushes him off with a wave of his hand.

"No worries, he'll stay alive," he smiles at Tim, and to everyone else, it probably looks like stuff of nightmares, sharp, pointy teeth and lips stretched out far beyond human capabilities. But Tim sees it for what it is: a face of mischief.

"Do I get a vote in this?" Jason's deadpan voice comes from somewhere on the other side of the warehouse at the same moment as Joker screeches in rage, "Who the fuck do you think-"

"Nope," Danny pops the 'p', and Tim is not sure if he is answering to Hood or refusing to listen to the clown's monolog by it. Maybe it's both. It's probably both.

The next moment, Danny is gone, disappeared from the place he was floating at, and Tim hears a wet, very unpleasant sound followed by Joker's scream of pain.

"You see this?" He hears Danny's nonchalant, unfazed voice above the clown's pained cries, "This is your rib, bitch- Hey, quit whining and listen to me, it's important."

There's a slap, a rustle, and a sound of ripping fabric, and Joker's voice becomes muffled, like someone put a gag in his mouth.

"You're like Adam now, you know, lacking one rib," Danny continues, "Only I'm not making you a girl out of this one, I'm pretty sure you don't deserve to reproduce. Anyway, going further down that metaphor, I'm the God almighty in this situation, so if you want to keep the rest of your ribs - and the rest of other things that are supposed to stay inside of you - to yourself, you gotta do a thing for me, okay?"

There's some muffled groans that Joker makes in response, then an enraged growl, a sound of a struggle, another slap, and then that same wet, disgusting squelch.

"Two ribs, wow, okay, you're really being difficult about this!" Danny sounds so innocently dumbstruck about it that Tim suppresses a laugh. "Are you listening now?" There's a quiet, choking wheeze that answers him, and Danny sounds quite pleased when he says, "Great."

Tim debates if he should look. He doesn't exactly want to since the sounds provide enough context, but it might be somewhat cathartic for him.

And then the air around him inexplicably shifts, becoming cold and oppressive, weighting Tim down like a heavy blanket and pushing him into the floor. The dancing shadows and the blue light of flames on the walls twist and churn, like taking aim, and Tim doesn't know what Danny looks like right now but he knows he is as far from human as possible, his voice coming with a staticky, echoing whisper, a threatening hiss slithering inside Tim's ears.

"Play your little games all you want, Fallen Jester, but know that you can not win. The punchline to your joke is long overdue, and your soul has belonged to me for quite some time now," his words are cold and uncaring, and in all the time Tim has known his boyfriend, he has never heard him speak like this: with a sense of lazy power, like he is only humoring the people around him.

Like they mean nothing to him.

"I will not kill you, or at least not here and now. My Guiding Star doesn't want to see my hands dirty with your filthy remains. Besides, death is only a moment, and you don't deserve only a moment of suffering," he huffs a short, humorless chuckle, "But, luckily, I am the Eyes of the Universe, the Titan's Bane, the King of the Dead, and everyone will meet me once their eyes fall shut for the last time," there's a smile in his voice now, full of cold and merciless anticipation. Tim feels a shiver run down his spine.

"So just you wait, Jester, and I will meet you on the other side. Then we'll see how whatever is left of your soul is going to spend an eternity."

Tim's ears are ringing with the pure, somehow gleeful hatred that laces those last words. He didn't know he could literally taste the disgust and the promise of pain, and yet, here he is, with a hint of something sour on his tongue.

And then, the heavy, weighted air that has been charged with power is lifted, the shadows and bright blue lights are all gone, and Danny, wearing his pj's and smiling, is standing over him. His feet are planted on the ground for once, and the Crown is gone without a trace, but his t-shirt is still trying to float up. The boy tugs it down again, offering a hand to Tim.

"Wanna go out for a burger since I'm already here in Gotham?"

Tim had never breathed easier in his life. He laughs a little and reaches up, taking his beautifully unhinged boyfriend's hand and standing up.

"I thought you'd never ask."

Always reblog the philosophical blind dog post

it's really weird having a first dog be blind and then getting a second who can see...like how was I supposed to be prepared for this.

this creature can perceive when I put the treats up on the high shelf. or when I hide stuff behind my back. I can't fool her!! she's always watching me and she shouldn't have this much knowledge!!!

I walk around at night and I shine my flash light directly into her eyes and I'll just be standing there staring at her weird blue orbs for like 5 seconds until I realize it's probably extremely annoying to her, because she has eyes!! I'll turn on the light in the room and she gruffs and grumbles like ?? oh right!! light wakes you up!! the fuck??