oh melchior

  • Hi my name is Melchior Gabor and I have short messy brown hair and icy blue eyes like limpid tears and a lot of people tell me I look like Austin Mckenzie (AN: if u don’t know who he is get da hell out of here!). [[I’m not related to Goethe but I wish I was because he’s a major fucking good writer.]] I’m a radical but my teeth are straight and white. I have pale white skin. I’m also a student, and I go to a school called Knochenbruch's Lutheran Academy in Germany where I’m in the ninth year (I’m fourteen). I’m a atheist (in case you couldn’t tell) and I wear mostly black. For example today I was wearing a black school boy uniform with a black tie, black suspenders, a white shirt and black shoes. I was walking outside the hayloft. It was raining and I could smell the hay and hear Wendla Bergman's heartbeat which I was very happy about. A lot of adults stared at me. I put up my middle finger at them.
Returning Lost Notebooks

Anon said:  for the melchritz prompt thing. maybe a wrong number au or accidental meetings

IDK if this counts as “Accidental meeting” But DAMN i luv this AU and for some reason i haven’t seen it done before??????

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No one ever really returned lost notebooks, did they? People always wrote their name and email and address on their notebook, but Moritz had never witnessed or heard of anyone actually lose their notebook and then get an email or text saying: ‘Hey, I found your book. When can you pick it up?’

That was until Moritz found a dark blue leather bound notebook sitting on the edge of a fountain in the park. It was just beginning to drizzle rain when he was shuffling through to meet Ilse at a cafe and catch up over lunch. And that’s when he spotted the notebook on the edge of the stone mountain, spewing water out of a cherub’s mouth.

It was already damp, but the pages weren’t destroyed yet and he felt the need to save it before it became a mess of runny ink and ruined pages. He grabbed it quickly, flipping through the pages to see that there slightly smudged pen-writing on most of the pages. He didn’t want to go through it, so he simply skipped to the front to see the same smudged writing on the inside cover.

‘M. Gabor, 3548 Edington Alley APT 2’

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  • Melchior: Do you wanna know how I actually hurt my wrist?
  • Magilou: Yes.
  • Melchior: I was hula-hooping. Artorius and I attend a class for fitness and fun.
  • Magilou: Oh my God.
  • Melchior: I've mastered all the moves: the pizza toss, the tornado, the scorpion, the oopsie doodle.
  • Magilou: Why are you telling me this??
  • Melchior: Because no one will ever believe you.
  • Magilou: You sick son of a bitch!

danielx9  asked:

Ever read Kelly McCullough's Webmage books?

… No, I haven’t. I’ve read Wizard’s Bane by Rick Cook (though not the rest of the series), which I can only assume is a similar genre, but I haven’t heard of Webmage…

Found it:

https://kellymccullough.com/the-webmage-story/

Publication date: 07/25/2006. This could go either way…

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Ravirn is not your average computer geek. A child of the Fates– literally– he’s a hacker extraordinaire who can zero in on the fatal flaw in any program. Now that twenty-first-century magic has gone digital that makes him a very talented sorcerer. But a world of problems is about to be downloaded on Ravirn– who’s just trying to pass his college midterms.

Great Aunt Atropos, one of the three Fates, decides that humans having free will is really overrated and plans to rid herself of the annoyance– by coding a spell into the Fate Core, the server that rules destiny. As a hacker, Ravirn is a big believer in free will, and when he not only refuses to debug her spell but actively opposes her, all hell breaks loose.

Even with the help of his familiar Melchior, a sexy sorceress (who’s also a mean programmer), and the webgoblin underground, it’s going to be a close call…
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…oh nOOOOOOO…!


from the summaries of other books in the series:

“… Ravirn (please don’t call him Raven) …“ (That’s an ‘r’ ‘n’ by the way – not an ‘m’)

… Can he do it without corrupting the mweb – the magical Internet –  …

The plot of the second book is “his girlfriend’s computer gets sent to Hades with her PhD work on it and he has to get it back”.


… this looks like a really fun series. I’ll have to look it up.

A Little Love

Hanschen’s neighbors hated him.  When sweet Ernst, who baked pies whenever someone moved in and had a key to everyone else’s apartment, announced he was finally getting a roommate and the roommate was his boyfriend, everyone had been thrilled.  Wendla and Ilse across the hall had even offered to throw a party for the new guy, or at least help him move in, but Ernst had politely declined.  “He’s kind of private,” he told them, thanking them profusely for the offer.

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Waking Up In Your Best Friend’s Bed

Moritz woke himself up by almost falling off of Melchior’s bed. The same one that they’d cram into during sleep overs as little kids.

For a moment, he almost thought that it was a sleep over. It felt like those mornings back in third grade. Just like those mornings, he woke up a bit confused to where he was. But then he saw the light blue walls covered in posters. Huh. Melchior’s room. That wasn’t too unusual. Maybe he’d just roll over to find Melchi reading or getting dressed, telling hims to get his lazy ass up.

What was unusual, was that he was naked. This dawned on him only a moment before he felt Melchior shift beside him. Or rather, against him.

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                                         an artistic exhibition

              in which hanschen hates art musems and ernst is the best

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