mutantmagic

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{accepting}

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.”

neckerchiefsandmagic asked:

“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.

neckerchiefsandmagic asked:

alohomora

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?" 

neckerchiefsandmagic asked:

"Dance off bro... Me and you!"

Guardians of the Galaxy Inspired Memes – Send one for my muses reaction

“Merlin, you lost this battle the day you were born.”

“But let it never be said the Great Teresa Dancerator backed off from a challenge! I’mma kick your butt– Flamenco style!”

neckerchiefsandmagic asked:

{play}

Send in {play} and I’ll tell you what songs remind me of the relationship between our muses! 

Let’s Dance to Joy Division: The Wombats

A small piece of advice
That took 22 years in the make
And I will break it for you now
Please learn from my mistakes

Let’s dance to Joy Division
And celebrate the irony
Everything is going wrong
But we’re so happy

You Know I’m No Good: Amy Winehouse

‘Cause you’re my fella, my guy
Hand me your Stella and fly

I told you I was trouble
You know I’m no good

Upstairs in bed with my ex-boy…
Thinking on you in the final throes

neckerchiefsandmagic asked:

“You are better than you think you are. You're just designed not to believe it when you hear it from yourself.”

“Merlin, no.

“I can’t– y’know what I’m designed for, y'seen it with your own two eyes. I’m fuckin' Goo Girl, compadre, I wasn’t ‘designed’ for anything else. You’re new t'this whole self-loathing thing so I’ll give you this one for free: however much I hate myself, there’s a million fuckin’ humans out there who hate me more.”

neckerchiefsandmagic asked:

00:00:00

In a universe where everyone is born with numbers on their wrists counting down to when they’ll meet their soulmate, send me 00:00:00 for my muses reaction to their numbers hitting zero when they meet yours.

When the last minute began ticking down on her wrist, Teresa glanced up, eyes darting back and forth frantically. She hadn’t known where to go, where she wanted her big soulmate meeting to be, so she’d just ended up in Central Station staring at the trains and wondering which one would lead her to the most romantic place, where the perfect, ideal, beautiful matchmaking would occur. But she hadn’t been able to decide in time and now here she was, fidgeting and looking lost in th center of the platform. Her curls were gelled into neat ringlets she couldn’t stop tugging at, her palms greasy with a mixture of mousse and sweat. She felt a flush rise up all the way to the tips of her ears, and she resisted the urge to bury her face in her sticky hands, keeping her gaze wide and searching.

13… 12…—

Someone bumped into her hard from behind, and Teresa cursed loudly as she was caught off guard, stumbling towards the platform edge. Reaching back wildly, her fingers wrapped around something soft and warm and she yanked on it, realizing too late that it wasn’t going to hold her weight. Teresa tumbled to the ground, just managing to turn herself around so that she landed on her back and the stranger landed right on top of her, half-choking from the pressure she’d put on his scarf. 

“Hey, pendejo!” the brunette exclaimed, giving the scarf a reprimanding tug before shoving at the man’s shoulders, squirming out from under him. “Watch where you’re falling, huh?! Some of us got shit to do b’sides fallin’ in front of a train, like—” She froze, glancing down at her wrist and then back at the man before her. 

00:00:00.

Oh……mierda.

neckerchiefsandmagic asked:

mutant magic!!

Send me a ship and I’ll tell you:
{accepting}

  • 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 

neckerchiefsandmagic asked:

"Fingers Through Your Hair"

Send Me “Fingers Through Your Hair” for my muse’s reaction to opening their eyes and finding themselves lying down in your muses lap with their hair being stroked

“Mmnn… Merl?” Teresa mumbled sleepily, gazing up at her friend’s face. “When’d you get here?” The mutant closed her eyes again without waiting for an answer, relaxing back into Merlin’s lap with a small smile. “Hey… that feels nice. Keep going,” she demanded quietly. The brunette had just woken up but already she was ready to drift off again. Merlin’s lap was warm and his hands were gentle, fingers carding through her hair in a calm, rhythmic way that almost reminded her of when she was a little kid and her brother would rock her to sleep. Remarkably, Teresa felt completely safe and cared for, and she snuggled into Merlin’s lap with a happy sigh.

Send me a ✿ and my muse will react to your muse putting a flower in their hair

Teresa had jerked away a bit when Merlin started to reach for her, before laughing in surprise has he produced a flower out of nowhere. She sat still and let him tuck it in behind her ear before bringing a hand up to touch it curiously. 

“How do I look?” Teresa smiled widely, striking a pose. 

Send me a ❣ and I’ll gauge my character’s attraction to yours at this point in time!

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✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✧✧✧ | Sensual Attraction
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