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totally didnt just forget to do one of these lol
hi! my name is dorian (or dori!), im in my 20s, and i use all pronouns, in order of preference: they/she/he :))
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for @merthurmicrofic prompt stars, 573 words
“It is strange,” Arthur admitted. They were lying on their backs, a thick, soft blanket beneath them, on a grassy hillside. The city was far behind them; miles and miles they’d gone in just an afternoon, into the setting sun as far from any settlement as Merlin’s roaring metal carriage could take them; and the sky stretched wide and cloudless up above, aglimmer with stars in the way water caught even the tiniest speck of light and reflected it a thousand times.
And it was darker, even here, even so, than it used to be.
“I’m sorry,” Merlin said. Or, rather, he more like choked it, a horrible noise like his throat was closing up. Arthur whipped his head around to see Merlin staring straight up, his every muscle locked in place like a body on a bier, his eyes, too, swimming with stars.
And Merlin said, “It’s the lights. The electric. They’re so bright, and even when there’s no clouds, the light bounces off water and dust in the air and makes a sort of cloud itself that we can’t see past. I—didn’t even notice, you know? When it was getting so bad, I—couldn’t stop it. So now it’s—ruined.”
“That’s enough,” Arthur said sternly. He rolled onto his side to face Merlin, propped up on one elbow. “What would you have done? Stopped the invention of electricity to preserve the night sky the way it was in the time of Camelot? Such a thing would be impossible, even for you, and even if it was possible, you wouldn’t.”
Merlin stayed silent, his lips pressed into a thin line.
Arthur shifted closer. He would force Merlin to look at him if he had to. “To read your books long into the night; to speak to people instantly across incredible distances; to power all the magnificent inventions of these past centuries: tell me it isn’t worth it, and I’ll call you a liar.”
Shaking his head, Merlin started to tremble, a minute shivering Arthur never would have noticed if he hadn’t come so very close.
These centuries had, among their other miracles, offered Arthur an endless wealth of books through which he learned about the world and all that had been discovered in his absence. Within their pages he learned of the Sun, the Moon, the Earth, all between them and all beyond. He learned of the great knowledge which had been unfurling even in his own time in another part of the world, which he would never have reached in life: but now Merlin would take him. They would see the world together, in all its splendor. Arthur had been learning about atoms of late; with infinite time he would take the world by particulates. As king, he had been a big picture sort of man. Now, he was something else: transformed.
Arthur took Merlin’s hand, pried it from his side. He wove their fingers together, then he cupped Merlin’s cheek and turned it towards him.
“Merlin,” he said, as kindly as he could, “The sky would have changed anyway.”
For a few seconds, Merlin only stared at him, shock keeping all other feelings at bay. Then, he crumbled. A rippling breeze across still water broke into a storm; the smallest tremor broke into shaking shoulders, shaking hands, great wracking sobs that Arthur bore upon his shoulders.
Above them, the North Star twinkled on, at the crown of Ursa Major.
MINGI THIS IS DISRESPECTFUL WTF
logbook #212
It's actually really easy for me to like Regulus and hate Snape.
And before people come out of the woodworks with claims that I am classist or whatever other ist they want to put onto me.
Growing up poor doesn't excuse the fact that Snape bullied children. [I grew up poor and was bullied, never once have I thought, 'let me go bully people']
He singled out Harry because of a decade old grudge against James. Rivalry or bullying, either way you look at it, Harry isn't James and should not be the one paying the actions of his father just for the sin of simply looking like him.
He outright tried to poison Neville's toad because the kid wasn't perfect at a subject [the kid was 13, he's not going to be an expert potion maker] and took house points away from Hermione for helping Neville not poison his pet.
He mocked Hermione's appearance to where she permanently altered her face, she permanently altered her face following that scene.
So yeah, I don't care that he was on Dumbledore's side and a spy. He was a grown ass man bullying children. In my opinion, the fact that he was bullied as a kid makes it worse, because how are you going to put someone else through the shit you went through.
Now with Regulus:
We don't know enough about him, what we are given is a fragmented story from two very differing perspectives, yet they don't outright contradict one another.
It's more than likely that two things can be true at once. Sirius doesn't hold Regulus from the same malice as his parents, he simply calls him too soft, emphasizing how he was following their lead and never thinking for himself. [Unlike Sirius who was always a rebel]
Yet the first time he thinks for himself, the first act he does that directly goes against his family's ideals? Is undermining Voldemort in a way that nobody will know. He left the note for Voldemort to find, not for glory, not for redemption, he faced death for the chance that Voldemort could be killed for good.
Sirius thought that Regulus was just like their parents, but his final moments was him being more like Sirius than ever before.
ive started seeing more mauraders posts again after a break from the fandom and who tf is wendy
In case you were wondering how Yeosang's live was going. Poor baby.
"Hongjoong, did you relax during your L.A. vacation?"
H: Yeah...sure!!!
Our workaholic Captain 🫡
i dont think hj knows the meaning of rest
that's our captain 🫶
ha ha WHAT.
JONGHO STOP LOOKING AT ME LIKE THAT
He officially admitted himself in the Demon Line
im going to keep my thoughts inside.
Safe between their hulking shoulders
He's just like me fr 😭
(Atiny: damn boy, what them fingers do? 😏
Mingi, in distress: jack shit! 🤬)
ITS OFFICIAL HONGJOONG SAID TURN THAT SHIT UP
Imagine being just like a regular person in Camelot. Like I’d be so fucking scared of Merlin, One day this twink shows up out of no where, starts a fight with the prince on day one, the Prince then becomes obsessed with the guy even though this dude borderline commits treason every time he speaks, he keeps bringing in randos off the street that then somehow get knighted and he’s literally always at the scene of the crime
