#oh merlin

[descenderintofantasy]

Logic Vs Shipping

Can my logical mind understand the logic in why Freya died: Yes

(The show couldn't have Merlin give up protecting Arthur and leave Camelot)

Do I STILL CRY AND SCREAM AND BREAK every time I think about how perfect Merlin and Freya were for each: Also yes!

[starchasing-chocolate]

“Will you wear my jersey tomorrow?” James asked, abruptly stopping in the middle of the corridor.

Regulus froze in his tracks, scrunching up his face in an attempt to restrain the ridiculous smile he knew was threatening to spill over. With a deep breath, and a face at least two shades darker than before, Regulus turned around.

“It’s alright if you don’t want to!” James quickly said. “I know there’s a lot of animosity between our houses, and I know people already treat you unfairly because we’re dating, so I completely understand if you don’t-“

“James.” Regulus stepped forward, standing on his tiptoes to press a quick kiss to James’ cheek. “I’d love to wear it.”

[themoriartyholmes]

I wish Merlin had more people he could rely on. People that don't merely have some sort of agenda and actually listened to Merlin's true nature, nurturing it instead of hindering it with nothing but lies and secrets.

Merlin didn't need someone to command how he used his magic. He needed someone to train him and at the same time, guide him according to his nature.

It's such a damn shame that all he had was his mentor (who on occasion had instilled fear and unnecessary paranoia within the poor boy) and a hypocrite of a dragon (who had always given Merlin cryptic advice and pressured him into doing unnecessary acts of violence like pressuring him to kill Mordred even though Mordred was barely 11 summers and hadn't done anything wrong yet!)

When he does have people he could perhaps slightly rely on or at the very least, people that know of this huge secret of his (Freya, Lancelot, Will, Balinor etc), they would end up dying (mostly in his arms) and Merlin would be all alone again, grieving his losses.

Perhaps that's also why he was subconsciously scared of telling Arthur. What if Arthur ended up dying after he told his secret? Merlin would be alone once more.

[cloudwaeve]

One thing about having watched Merlin (the seires) and being currently into Harry Potter is that when I read a Harry Potter fanfiction and in the middle of sex or some shit they say "oh, Merlin!" all I can think of is Merlin talking to Arthur in the afterlife like:

Merlin: Arthur... W-why are they calling me? Why are they moaning my name?

And Arthur is wheezing at his side, unable to answer his question.

[snapped-snape]

Fic Rec

Oh Merlin by Snarry5evr / @alittlesnarry

Summary: 

Snape gets a surprise when Voldemort sends him on a quest to fetch Merlin’s wand.

Or, Harry always did have the unfortunate tendency to say the wrong thing at the wrong time.

Pairings: Harry Potter/Severus Snape, minor Harry Potter/OCs

Rating: Explicit

Chapters: 14 (Completed)

Words: 64,930

My Thoughts:

Where to begin, really? First I would like to say that Harry is really well written throughout, and I particularly liked when he was back in Ye Olden Days, mainly because I love historical dialogue (about as much as Sev does ;) ). I’ve never read anything like this, it is extraordinarily unique, and I cannot express how happy it made me all the way through. 

A basic rundown of the plot would be Harry is stupid and does a ritual and gets sent back to Arthurian time, and says “Merlin” like once and whoops turns out he’s actually the Merlin? Overall I think it's a fantastic read, extremely well written and the plot is superb. The first paragraph starts out slow but the further into the prologue you get the better it gets and it just continues to be great, there’s not a moment in this that's dull. 

 Last, but not least, and truly always first in my heart, Snape was written well and one of my favorite parts of the whole fic is his reaction at the end of the prologue. He’s just the right amount of snarky throughout. A warning though, for those who prefer a more Snape-centric fic, he makes an appearance in the prologue and then doesn’t show up again until chapter nine. 

Rating: 10/10, would reread again and again

[spidermando]

Oh, Merlin {2.0}

Pairing: Eventually Sirius Black X Reader, Readers!daughter x Fred Weasley

Word Count: 0.7K +

Warnings: NONEEE

Masterlist

Morgan smiled as she boarded the Hogwarts Express. The train had just started to roll, as they filed to the back of the cart, Hermione looking through each door for an empty compartment. Morgan just spent her last few days of her holidays with Harry and her mother, Y/N, at the Leaky Cauldron. It was a surprisingly good time, Harry and her running through all the magical stores but constantly going back into Quality Quidditch Supplies to check out the firebolt, while her mother caught up with some old friends. The rest of the group had joined them on the last day, everyone gathering for a family dinner before getting into some Ministry cars and getting to platform 9 and 3 quarters. Now Ron and Harry followed Hermione into one of the rooms, Morgan walking through last. Her eyes instantly lit up as she saw the man sleeping in the corner of the room, covered in old, shabby robes, the other girl reading his name from a case overhead.

“I know him.” The words left her mouth before she could think them through, quickly gathering her things and sitting on the seat next to him.

“You do?” Ron glanced at her in surprise, slowly sitting on the seat opposite the grown man.

Morgan’s smile only widened, “yeah. He’s my uncle.”

Harry and Hermione took one more glance at him, before also sitting down. “Why’s he in the student’s carts?”

She shrugged at this, turning her attention to Hermione. “I don’t know, I thought he’d go to sit with my mum.”

A brief silence fell over the cart, three of the four students quickly glancing at the out of place man. Morgan, uncomfortable from the looks, decided to step in. “Anyway, you had something to tell us Harry?”

 Apart from the whole dementors situation, Y/N quiet enjoyed her journey to Hogwarts. She was filled with excitement as she thought about seeing her brother once again but was disappointed that he didn’t come and sit with her on the train. However, he came to visit on the holidays, as he usually did, and even allowed her to convince him to take the job as professor of Defence Against the Dark Arts. She liked to think he took the job as he wanted to teach the students, but she had a gut feeling that it was because of something else.

Or more like someone else.

Sirius Black had escaped Azkaban, the most secure prison in the world and they both knew he’d be coming to Hogwarts. So it was more likely that Remus had come back to the school of witchcraft and wizardry to protect not only her, but Harry.

The second the train came to a stop, Y/N jumped from her seat and out the door. She easily spotted Remus, his head bobbing above all the rest. Instead of calling his name, she made her way through the crowd and tapped his back. He turned around, his eyes wide with confusion before he spotted her. Immediately he leaned down, wrapping his arms around her much smaller frame. She followed suit, standing on the tips of her toes to make it easier for him.

“Merlin, I missed you.” She muttered, voice muffled as she shoved her face into the crook of his neck.

They pulled away and jumped into conversation, the older Lupin filling her in about Harry fainting. Y/N felt the usual tug of motherly care, itching to find the boy and wrap him in a hug. During the last two years she formed a bond with her daughters three best friends. It was almost like she took over from their parents (or horrible, bland, boring, muggle guardians) and wanted nothing more than to protect and support them. She even sent an owl to Mr and Mrs Weasley, informing them of their children’s wellbeing and a letter to Mr and Mrs Granger doing the same. She didn’t bother with Mr and Mrs Dursley, knowing that they didn’t care. She desperately wished things were different, wished that James and Lily never died, or that if they did, then she could’ve taken the baby boy under her wing.

Y/N knew about the danger Harry was now in and she was deeply glad that Remus was there. She wanted to find Harry, warn him about Black and tell him the complete and utter truth. But she couldn’t.

So, she settled for keeping her eyes on him. Because if she did tell him the ugly truth, there was a chance that he’d never trust her again.

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[ask-felix-rosier]

EXCUSE ME????

This is now the FIFTH TIME our common room is on fire THIS MONTH. We’ve JUST had a discussion on this.

[cracked-teapot]

Luna Lovegood and Rolf Scamander. Look at them dancing. 😊