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Beyond excited to teach folks about #divination and #mutantmagic with other Sacred Mystics @mystic_bazaar at this year's @desertdaze_official !!! I will also be offering healing services, like tarot, intuitive counseling, reiki, and more! Will you be there?! (at Institute of Mentalphysics)
bruh. do bbc merlin lmao. or u can come up with a medieval timeline thing... for your muse. make it all historically accurate and shit bc that'd be awesome. (down with the idea that poc didn't exist in medieval times)
Send me the name of WHATEVER and I'll give you an AU version of my muse based on that media {accepting}
TERESA’S MOTHER is an advisor to the Spanish pope. She goes on missions to spread her religious and political beliefs across Europe in the hopes of bringing peace to the magic-fractured world. When traveling in Camelot Teresa’s brother Rafael fell incredibly ill with no apparent cause or cure. Her mother, conferring with the locals, became convinced it was the work of black magic. She refused to travel any further and became obsessed with finding the sorcerer who cursed her son.
TERESA’S FATHER was a blacksmith’s apprentice. He never technically became a master but when his wife set out to travel he went with her thinking a bit too highly of his skills. He soon grew resentful of his wife’s greater status and appreciation and blamed Rafael’s illness on her.
RAFAEL always worked closer with their mother than their father. He had a passion for art and would illustrate all the booklets their mother would write to hand out in different towns. He continued this even after getting sick, able to keep up with the work as the frequency of the booklets decreased drastically as their mother spent more and more time smoking out magicians.
TERESA doesn’t have an official job, but she used to sit for hours by the welding station, watcher her father and his master work. She’d retrieve tools for them, maintain the fires, clean the workstations, and do other chores that were supposed to help her learn to be quieter and more obedient, “like a good wife should be”. She learned more than she let on and she recognized metal poisoning in her brother. Terrified her father was behind it all and unsure how to help Teresa started to sneak things out of their house, small valuables that she used to pay the town’s teachers for lectures about Camelot. She came to believe that magic was the only thing left that could save her brother. Knowing the rules about magic in Camelot, Teresa began writing coded poems and convinced Rafael to sneak them into their mother’s booklets. In many of them she went directly against her mother’s politics, advocating a new era of freedom and equality for all even if it meant war might come before peace settled in.
Long story short... Merlin finds Teresa from the booklets and they work together to help save Teresa’s brother, and then magic-users as a whole.
“If we got married, would I have to take your last name? Or could we just make up a new one?”
STRANGE SENTENCE STARTERS —— for the creative writer in you.{accepting}
The thought had never occurred to her. For so long marriage had seemed like a far-off dream, meant for people who actually had their lives together and, you know, didn’t turn into goo when they startled too bad.
Teresa hadn’t really expected anyone to ever really consider marrying her. She’d definitely never expected a man to even consider taking her last name. The love and respect in that simple question threatened to blow her away and Teresa shoved at Merlin’s shoulder in an attempt to distract him from her alarmingly watery eyes.
“Yeah, we’ll make up a new one. Mr. & Mrs. Idiotas, how does that sound?” She grinned to show she was kidding, before reaching over properly and linking her fingers with his. She did like the idea of making something new, something entirely special and theirs, untainted by the past. “We’ll be creating a new family, yeah? The two of us, instead of…” Instead of the ‘family’ she’d grown up with; instead of the ones she’d sworn never to go back to.
A thought floated up from deep within the recesses of her mind, and Teresa bit her lip, tugging at Merlin’s hand shyly.
“Mi hermano changed his name, remember? To… Gutierrez. I wouldn’t– you don’t have to– but I, I might take that name. Maybe you’d like…” she trailed off nervously. “You can take that name, if you want. I.. can't think of anyone else I'd rather give it to.” She hoped he understood what she was trying to say. I love you, yes, but more than that-- I trust you to love me back. I trust you with all of me.
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A thought about them that they’d never share: “Sometimes I think Merl’d be a lot better off if he pulled the attitude a little. Gets him in trouble, see? Siempre. I wouldn’t care so much if he didn’t have so much more potential than I do.Pero what can I say? I got attitude comin’ out the butt.”
First impression of them: “The fuck this naive gringo think he doin’ out here? Ain’t gonna last a week.”Favorite thing about them: “De verdad, I’m supposed to choose? Prob’ly that no matter que paso, this boy cares. He always cares so damn much. I ain’t never scared he’s gonna up’n stop caring about me, sabes?”Least favorite thing about them: “He’s stubborn as fuck. Also, his fashion sense??? No. Nada. No la tiene.”Hopes for their future relationship: “Hope? I don’t wanna hope. Implies there ain’t a guarantee. But this boy’s stuck with me for life. Comprendes? He’s my best friend, my rock, my amorcito, mi familia. All in one. You think I’d let that go? Far too selfish for that, amigo.”
mutant magic!!
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who the fuck put the peeps in the microwave: OH GOD YOU KNOW THIS IS TERESA. TERESA STOP BLOWING SHIT UP JUST BECAUSE YOU THINK MERLIN CAN PUT IT BACK TOGETHER
who forgot to put the cat outside before sex: Merlin if that’s your fucking cat watching us fuck again I swear to fucking gOD, that thing is POSSESSED, is this for some satanic RITUAL
who posts vines of the other doing embarrassing shit: merlin has 100 vines of teresa doing ridiculous things and him rolling his eyes in the background… while egging her on
who breaks the most phones: absolutely teresa, she uses phones for way too many things besides their intended purpose, like throwing them at merlin. MERLIN STOP MAKIGN YOUR STUPID VINES, WHY ARE YOURS MORE POPULAR THAN MINE
who dies first: WHY IS THIS A QUESTION. WHY. well teresa definitely T.T
which one I could see as being lactose intolerant: merlin, i think he generally has more issues with food than teresa does, she is a food dumpster
who thinks they can do something really well even though they can’t: HAHA BOTH. i think merlin knows his limits a bit better than teresa does though. teresa literally does not care, she is the best and youll fucking AGREE
who is more likely to get kicked out of the bed: ummm probably merlin, because teresa gets moody and needs her space. but i can imagine times he’d kick her out as well and she’d be on the couch making VERY dramatically acting like a pouty puppy
who uses the computer most: i think they’d use the comp pretty equally both, just for different things, maybe merlin a bit more because teresa gets bored/restless easier
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MagicMerltxt: 1:53AM
hermoso! amorcito!! hey man que pasoooooo u up? we gotta hang. im itchin to drink n u promised to try the purple nurple b4 u got old n boring.MagicMerltxt: 1:54AMjajajaja jk is already 2 late 4 that xPxDMagicMerltxt: 2:16AMdonde estas?? dude. call me backok. i rly had a bad day n need 2 habla contigoMagicMerltxt: 2:42AMgettin drunk w/o u. hope ur having more fun than me. oye i want u to kno somethin… i love you. like. id do anything 4 u ok?
MagicMerltxt: 2:51AM
like anything anything. if i heard some1 wuz hurtin u id freak. ikno u cn take care of urself but ppl wanna take advantage n it aint rt.
MagicMerltxt: 3:27AM
plz pick up. idk where u r. n im gettin all sad drunk n shit. sabes que i had a fight today? guy srsly kicked my ass. hurt all over. wished i had ur powers instead..but what else is new. jaja. ugh.. embarrassin. DELETE THIS TXT.
MagicMerltxt: 3:30AM
te quiero. te amo. siempre voy y siempre he.
MagicMerltxt: 4:49AM
ugh that was sofucking sappy delete that too
MagicMerltxt: 4:53AM
n get me a hangover ucre. ow. hate u 4 lettin me drin ksomcuh.
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Send ‘Alohomora’ and I will generate a number 1-13 for a Hogwarts themed starter.
Generated: 11- Our muses are both teachers
"MERLIN!" Teresa burst out as she stormed into the Great Hall, pointing an accusing finger at the man sitting innocently at the other end. "You. Me. Teacher conference! Now!” The witch stalked right back out of the room again, robes swirling behind her as she went. Teresa paced back and forth while she waited and when Merlin arrived she cast a quick privacy spell over both of them.
"Your student,” she began, old rivalries making her add a mocking hiss to the word, “your Slytherin student decided it was high time to attack one of mine using a potion apparently learned in your class. They threw it all over the poor boy right as he was attempting to produce his Patronus! Watch him never be able to cast that spell again,” the brunette muttered, shaking her head. “You ought to be teaching them ethics along with whatever it is you do in that damned dungeon.”
[[I generated a second one because we already had an adult Hogwarts thread- feel free to respond to whatever!]]
Generated: 4- Your muse has just woken up in the hospital wing
"Gah!" Teresa bolted upright, dizziness clouding her vision for a moment and making her squeeze her eyes shut. "Fuck, mierda, carajo! Joder. Oww…” A sharp pain lanced through her side and the witch slowly lowered herself back down to the bed, a heavy sigh leaving her lips as her memories came back to her. Teresa cracked her eyes open just enough to watch her fingers wiggle before closing them again.
"Ay. Guess that goo spell’s over, huh?"
