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Muse reputation according to Merlin: -She can be a flirt, but she has a heart of gold once you get to know her. She’s incredibly loving and caring, even when she’s arguing with you.- Mun reputation according to me: She’s an amazing person, and once you communicate with her (which isn’t that damn hard since it’s just talking to her honestly and politely like you should with every other human being), almost any problem can be solved. And she’s a blast to talk to.

How would your character react to finding out that mine is secretly royalty, living undercover?: -But I thought that you were just a noble.-

wordlesswarlock:

iamthefirechild:

wordlesswarlock:

iamthefirechild:

“Oh, hell,” she sighed. “It’s because of the Saxons. And Odin. It’s not safe for me to reveal who I truly am. That, and, well, I’m the youngest, the most junior, so — ” Summer shrugged.

Merlin nodded. What happened to make you have to hide?

“It’s not that a particular thing happened — it’s … well.” She stared at her hands for a minute. “It’s complicated, but basically Odin’s been threatening to kidnap one of us, for ransom, for the crown, since we were born, my twin and I. It’s hard to know how serious he is about it; he’s been nibbling at our borders for ages. The idea was to put one of us totally beyond his reach, in case he should muster enough of an army to actually take the kingdom. Camelot was the safest place.”

He shivered at the thought of Odin kidnapping Summer or her sister. He knew that kidnappings in power struggles weren’t uncommon, but it never sat well with him. I’m glad that you’re both safe, then. It’s strange how Camelot can be so safe but also incredibly dangerous.

“The /world/ is dangerous. Some days it’s unsafe even to breathe. I could trip over a stone and break my neck tonight. But it’s not — to avoid dying, that’s not — you know. Just not to be used against my family. And it would take someone very bold indeed to seize me from the Pendragon’s very grasp.” She shrugged, picking up a pebble and turning it over. “I think most days I am in far less danger than you, despite what we share.”

I reblogs alot of kittens for my poor peoples trying to study and flailing. Look at the kittens, children, and persevere.

I swear, sometimes I feel like I’m a camp counselor or a den mother, with all these kids around me struggling — now if I could just persuade them to bring their problems to me, big and little, and let me cuddle them and remind them that it will be okay, eventually, and mama panya loves them.

How would your character react to finding out that mine is secretly royalty, living undercover?: -But I thought that you were just a noble.-

wordlesswarlock:

iamthefirechild:

“Oh, hell,” she sighed. “It’s because of the Saxons. And Odin. It’s not safe for me to reveal who I truly am. That, and, well, I’m the youngest, the most junior, so — ” Summer shrugged.

Merlin nodded. What happened to make you have to hide?

“It’s not that a particular thing happened — it’s … well.” She stared at her hands for a minute. “It’s complicated, but basically Odin’s been threatening to kidnap one of us, for ransom, for the crown, since we were born, my twin and I. It’s hard to know how serious he is about it; he’s been nibbling at our borders for ages. The idea was to put one of us totally beyond his reach, in case he should muster enough of an army to actually take the kingdom. Camelot was the safest place.”

Snowflake Meme || iamthefirechild

wordlesswarlock:

I’ll randomly generate a number from 1-24 to see how my muse reacts to:

23. Your muse sitting on my muse’s knee

Merlin jumped and looked up from gazing into the fire as he felt a weight on his right knee. As she started to list off some things she wanted as gifts, he laughed. I hate to break it to you, Summer, but I’m not Saint Claus or whatever his name is.

She giggled. “But you are the most powerful sorcerer I know, so where else will magical gifts come from?”

*hugs Summer*

wordlesswarlock:

iamthefirechild:

wordlesswarlock:

iamthefirechild:

“Hey hon.”

I might be able to remind you. You could also visit and come back when the ice melts if you’re willing to visit for that long. 

She looked at him sceptically. “You want me sane, right? After that long with my mother, I’ll be a psychopath.”

Merlin chuckled. Then let’s wait, shall we? 

“Exactly. Meanwhile, winter in Camelot — may be boring.”