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Day 4 of @tamlinweek - Powers
Being able to shapeshift himself AND other people is op actually. If only SJM let him unleash his full potential!
Oh, this is one of my favorite Merlin fic tropes. I'd read (or write, if I had enough time and caffeine) a thousand of fics involving this specific story element and I'd never get bored! I love fics exploring all of the possibilities of god-of-magic Merlin SO MUCH!!
(As my readers on ao3 can probably tell, based on the relative words counts of my Merlin fics. 😅 A certain fic of mine centered around this premise is much longer than the others lol!)
I legit need this fandom to refer to Merlin as “god of magic” more often, I desperately need it.
Fictober 2021 -- Day 6
One of these nights, Xaja was going to get a full night of restful, uninterrupted sleep. Tonight was not that night, she mused as she gifted Valkorion a scowl.
“Glare all that you like, Jedi,” the former Emperor sneered as he continued to pace around her brain. “It changes nothing. You must be strong enough to defeat my children, and you will only reach that with my help–”
“Yes, yes, I know how this goes,” Xaja sighed. “You drone on about how I apparently need you to kick Arcann’s miserable cyborg ass out of the known galaxy, I point out that I killed your last two meatsuits without any Sithly intervention, you mutter about Jedi wretches and liken my abilities to a child with a lucky streak. Didn’t we already have this conversation?”
“You aren’t even a child with a lucky streak,” Valkorion retorted. “Compared to me, you are barely an embryo.”
“And compared to me, you’re old enough to be a Rakata. Ancient, outdated, and overdue for extinction.”
“Impertinent brat,” growled the dead Sith. “You would not be so flippant if you knew the powers that I yet possess, even while trapped in your head.”
“Yeah, the same ones that saved you from me twice already? I have yet to be impressed.”
“And how do you think to free yourself of me when you can hardly stab yourself with one of your lightsabers?” Valkorion chuckled cruelly. “You are bound to me, Jedi.”
“Eww.” Xaja made a face; immature though her reaction was, she was gratified to see Valkorion roll his eyes. “I’ll figure out a way to get you out of my head, and then I’m throwing your miserable spirit into a black hole.”
“I’m curious to see how you’ll achieve that.”
“Through sheer fucking spite.”
“Petty as well as impertinent, and ungrateful. Or have you forgotten how you survived Arcann’s lightsaber?”
“Again – spite.”
“I am many things. The embodiment of ‘spite’ is not one of them.”
“No, ‘embodiment’ would require you to have a body. Mine definitely doesn’t count.”
Valkorion scowled. “I should have let you die on Asylum, Jedi. If only there were another option in the galaxy with anywhere near the strength to defeat my children.”
“Yeah, well, there isn’t. And I still don’t need your help in dealing with your spawn.” Xaja turned her back on Valkorion and imagined herself closing her eyes, banishing the old bastard from her mind. “Now piss off.”
“You will live to regret that,” Valkorion warned as he finally faded into nothingness.
Roll her eyes though Xaja might, she couldn’t shake the feeling that the deranged old lunatic was plotting something. Shuddering, she opened her eyes to the darkness of her and Theron’s quarters on Odessen, feeling the reassuring weight of her boyfriend’s arm over her stomach and his breath tickling her shoulder. With Theron there, it was easier to close her eyes again and slowly drift off into sleep, although one part of her mind always stayed vigilant, watching for any signs of Valkorion intruding in her dreams again.
I want one now ;-;
Someone in my fb chicken group has a little bearded bantam that likes to sit on shoulders so they did a pirate photoshoot and I am losing it
Just look at it!! THE LITTLE HAT!!!
El being wholesome with Steve. El being wholesome with Steve. The weird sibling duo we didn’t know we needed. I need more of it. I might do it….no I’ve done enough of them…
Okay, okay. But just picture this:
The kids trying to embarrass Steve all the time with photos and stories to Eddie, but El ruins it every.single.time. because she is so unbelievably wholesome when it comes to Steve.
Here is everyone pulling out scoops photos (which Eddie actually loves thank you very much) and sharing stories about his failed dates. Dustin tells Eddie specifically about the time he was teaching Lucas basketball and Lucas threw the ball too hard at the backboard and hit Steve in the face.
So they are all poking fun at Steve in his and Robin’s apartment (because in every universe these platonic soulmates live together) and there is just El who randomly chimes in:
“Steve took me to this thing called a ren faire once. It was very fun. We both looked really pretty.”
Eddie absolutely melts at the story and gushes over the photos she has.
And everyone gets quiet every time, because no one wants to criticize El, but one time Max gently goes, “You know that’s like….nice right? We’re making fun of him.”
Everyone one expects her to being embarrassed or confused but instead she simple says.
“I know. I don’t like it. Steve’s nice.”
And she embarrasses everyone, except Robin and Eddie who are the only ones Steve never gets upset with when they make fun of him. They all mumble out apologies, and Steve turns to Dustin and goes:
“This is why she gets a special section in the freezer. All different flavors of eggos.”
El’s eyes get wide. “Even the blueberry ones?”
Steve gives her hair a tousle, “Especially the blueberry ones.”
Happy turkey day to those that celebrate, I’m thinking about Steve who has absent, borderline neglectful parents but THAT’S ACTUALLY OKAY it’s actually perfect on holidays because Steve’s pretty extroverted and probably has a large group of friends extending from close to “we’re on the same basketball team and Steve will high five your face if you don’t get your hand up fast enough”
so really all he’s gotta do it bat those puppy eyes at some unsuspecting mom and BAM invited to holiday dinner. He probably does rounds, and thankfully he has teenage boy metabolism because he probably manages to fit 7 different moms’ dinner in in one day
And sure, after he graduates he’s not sure if it’s good manners to show up at old teammates’ doorsteps. BUT THEN Mrs. Henderson looks at him mid-November and totally claims him for the day where she’s hosting her brother’s family too. Except Dustin brags to Lucas and Lucas gets jealous so Steve then also has to show up at the Sinclair’s in the evening. Max is already there so Steve drives her home that night with leftovers. (Mike is very secretly butthurt about all of this and is really nasty to Nancy the weeks of thanksgiving and Christmas.)
(Robin’s family doesn’t DO thanksgiving but instead goes camping for the week. Robin hates this, and they wouldn’t let Steve join them even though he had his own tent so she hates it MORE. She tries to mutiny but her mom gives her these sad teary eyes and cries about Robin growing up too fast and robin’s fate is sealed. She and Steve instead have their own tradition of movies and junk food the weekend after, so Robin gets reintroduced real food again. So while Buckley’s aren’t on the thanksgiving rotation, Robin gets special Christmas privileges and Steve stays over on Christmas Eve.)
So by the time Eddie is in the picture, Steve already has standing expectations for his presence that’s not just a drive-by plate cleaning, and he’s kinda sad, he and Wayne don’t usually do much and Wayne has to work usually. But actually how dare he be sad, because Steve’s like “🤨 you’re coming too, stupid” and he Eddie and max go to each house like trick or treaters but for turkey.
Then Steve gets close with Eddie’s friends and they have to start splitting holidays like children of divorce.
One time Steve gets it in his head to hold friends giving the week before. He never does it again.
Someone didn’t get the toy she wanted