my respects to grace and virtue

So, I had to rewatch the Dark Tower for this one and there’s a skip when Morgan and Gwen arrive at the dark tower, so I’m just going to have the reader past out and wake when they are already there. -Admin Lily

*Merthur Mentioned*

—Years Ago—“(Y/N), I have something to tell you,” Morgana says as you enter the room. She quickly shuts the door behind you and stands in front of her.

You notice her posture and attitude. 

“What’s wrong?” you ask with concern.

“I… have magic,” the brunette whispers, bracing herself for your rejection. 

You step forward and pull Morgana into a hug. 

“I love you,” you whisper to the girl as you hold her in your arms. “And nothing, even magic, can change that.”

“I love you too,” she answers hugging you back. 

—Today—

Today was the anniversary of the death of Gwen and Elyan’s father. Because of this, you and several other knights (consisting of Gwaine, Percival, and Leon) have accompanied the royal advisor. While the knights were all friends with Gwen and Elyan, they had never met their father and were mostly there for protection. You, on the other hand, had known Gwen since she had moved to Camelot and became Morga- … her servant.

You stood close behind the siblings as they paid their respects with the others standing behind the three of you. You see the siblings smile and hug before Gwen looks back and motions you forward.

“Come here, (Y/N), you’re practically his child with the way he adored you. I’m sure our father would have no qualms if you join us.”

It was true that after your parents died when you were a teenager that the blacksmith took you in, but it felt good to hear it from Gwen that he saw you as his child as you saw him as your father. You hug both of your adopted siblings before having a moment of silence for the great man before you.

As Gwen, the knights, and you travel, you all talk and banter back and forth. It was when everyone was laughing that the snakes attacked. One went for Percival’s horse, making the steed throw Percival right off. Leon, Gwaine, and Elyan quickly dismounted and began to attack the snake nest.

“Go! Protect her, (Y/N)!” Leon yelled as he slashed at the reptile.

“Come on,” you gestured with your head and Gwen raced off in that direction with you.

You are both going at full speed when a figure appears ahead. You both slow and stop before the cloaked woman.

‘Morgana,’ you think as she removes her hood.

“Go Gwen!” you say without thinking. You had to be alone for this.

Guinevere takes off and you hear horse hooves gallop away from the evil sorceress.

“Morgana,” you say, staying still and watching her, “what are you doing?”

She, oh goodness, she smirks. The smirk that you remember occurring every time someone underestimated her, every time she was smarter, every time she was causing mischief.

“What do you think, (Y/N)? Just causing some trouble.”

‘Oh no,’ you think before Morgana’s beautiful eyes turn golden and you’re out like a light.

When you open your eyes, you see the ground. Looking around, you realized you’re tied to the back of your own horse, who is happily following Morgana.

‘She was always good with animals,’ you think fondly before snapping yourself out of it.

No! It has been years since Morgana has felt that way about you. She has changed and so have you. You cannot kept holding on to this unrequited love… especially when the one who doesn’t love you back has kidnapped you and tied you to a horse!

You stay silent and try to think of a way to escape after your internal battle, but you keep getting distracted by Morgana. It has just been so long since you’ve seen her. You’ve been worried. It was hard to take your eyes off her when you thought the second you looked away she would disappear. Finally, it seems you have gotten to wherever you were going as the horses enter a clearing. Morgana stops and turns around. She grins at you and says, “Oh (Y/N), you’re awake? I would have expected to hear something from you by now.”

You don’t because ‘She’s here!’ and ‘She’s actually looking at me, talking to me. She’s okay!’

Morgana is displeased when you don’t answer and undoes your binds with magic. You quickly stand, but that’s it. You know you should check if you still have a weapon, but you can’t. Not when the love of your life was standing in front of you for the first time in years.

Morgana is visibly upset now. She stomps her foot loudly and yells, “What’s wrong with you! You aren’t scared and you won’t react. It’s like you don’t even cared you’ve been kidnapped. Fight me, run away, do something!”

You just stare and after a few seconds start chuckling. Of course Morgana would be the type of person to demand her captive to run away because they wouldn’t respond. She was always like that. Demanding attention until she got it.

The witch glared harder at you, “What’s wrong with you? You haven’t really gone insane, right?”

You shake your head, tears in your eyes. You’re just so overwhelming happy to see her.

“Morgana, it’s you,” you finally say, smiling, “oh the ancient kings and queens Morgana, it’s you.”

Morgana stands, clearly flustered and not knowing what to do with the situation.

You walk slowly towards her.

“I can’t believe it. I’m so happy to see you!” you hug the woman to your chest and put your head on her shoulder.

“It’s you.”

Morgana doesn’t do anything for a while, just lets you hug her. She eventually hug you back and you can’t stop the grin from forming on your face. She was here and safe and alive. You couldn’t have asked for anything better.

As all good things end, the hug breaks apart after a minute or so, but you can’t stop grinning.

“Stop,” Morgana says, smiling, “you look like a dweeb.”

You laugh at her remark.

“I’m just glad you’re okay.”

Morgana’s smile falters and you frown, “What’s wrong?”

The brunette looks down, “It’s just… I don’t know if I can forgive you.”

“For what?”

“For leaving me for years! For not helping me! For not trusting me!” Morgana is suddenly angry again. Her eyes flash gold as she rages.

You quickly respond, “I’ve always helped you!”

Morgana immediately calms. Her eyes stop flashing and she breathes a little easier.

“How?” she says, almost pleadingly like she wants a reason to trust you again.

You smile at her reassuringly, “I made you get out of Camelot safety, then you found Aithusa, and you got out of that damned pit Sarrum stuck you in.”

Morgana looked at you in amazement.

“That was you?”

You nod and smile, “Morgana… I can’t agree with what you’ve done. Trying to overthrow Merlin and Arthur as the kings… I can’t support that.”

You step closer, “But I still love you and want to be with you.”

The brunette looks at you with tears in her eyes.

“Yes… I want that too.”

You smile and gently kiss your love.

—Years Later—

It been several years since Morgana kidnapped you and you two became a couple again. You had sent Camelot a letter telling Arthur, Merlin, Gwen, and the knights that you were going away with Morgana to try to help her get better. You would only return with Morgana. Morgana sent her own letter with yours asking for forgiveness and that she would hope to return and see her brother and his lover one day.

Arthur and Merlin responded as quickly as they could saying that the dark magic Morgana had been practicing was still outlawed and she was still a criminal, but if the time ever came where Morgana would be welcomed back, they would tell them.

A month ago, you had received a letter from the kings once again, saying they would meet you and Morgana and see if she was safe now. You and Morgana wrote back that you would make the journey to Camelot. Today was the day of arrival, and you could feel the nerves coming off of Morgana. She stood outside the city, looking at the castle which once was her entire life.

You grabbed her hand, and as she turned to look at you, you gave her your best smile. She smiles back and says, “Well, I guess it’s time, right?”

shining like the stars tonight

So, the reader is Alexander’s sister and a vampire, but the vampire part is not really presented. Please enjoy! -Admin Lily

“Ladies and gentlemen, it is my pleasure to introduce the master of Carfax Manor, your host, Mr Alexander Grayson and his lovely sister, Ms. (Y/N) Grayson.”

Lucy claps along side Mina and Jonathan. She’s excited for the Americans moving into town bringing new technology. It would be such a thrill to be able to meet one of them tonight. She talks to Mina and Jonathan for a few moments before going to frolic among the crowd.

As she talks to the various friends and acquaintances she sees, she notices a woman watching her out of the corner of her eye. It is you! The American woman to come to London with her brother to seek fame and fortune. She had so many questions!

“Hello, Ms. Grayson,” Lucy says, approaching.

“I am Lucy Westenra, daughter of Lady Westenra.”

“Hello, Ms. Westenra, I am (Y/N) Grayson, but a dove such as yourself simply must call me (Y/N).”

Lucy blushes but recovers and replies, “Well then, (Y/N), I suppose a beautiful rose such as yourself should call me, Lucy.”

You feel your face start to redden in response but regain posture. You and Lucy chat. Exchanging endearments and generally trying to embarrass the other. As you talk, you find out Lucy is best friends with Mina, who has been getting looks from your brother since he saw her. Lucy finds out about your work with the wireless light source.

“You designed it?” Lucy asks in amazement.

You blush a little, “Well, yes, but I’m not the lead engineer or anything. I just got the basis of it for them.”

“That’s amazing! I hope all goes well tonight!”

ivory towers and plastic flowers

So, this takes place in a world where Morgana isn’t evil because I hate it when she goes evil in the show. She turns so dark and unhappy and it makes me unhappy.

-Admin Lily

*Merthur Warning*

‘Why?’ you think as you look at Sarrum’s palace. ‘Why did it have to be Morgana?’

Of course, there was a pretty simple answer to that. King Sarrum hated magic. He despised it. When Merlin and Morgana told Arthur about their magic, he made sure they weren’t found out by Uther. The king was killed and Arthur was crowned. He immediately unbanned magic. It was his first act as king.

Camelot gained a lot of enemies that day including Sarrum, but they gained a lot of friends as well. Sarrum had come to Camelot last month under the pretense of a treaty, but on the last day of negotiations, instead of signing a treaty he tried to kidnap Aithusa from her royal room. Morgana was with the dragon and said she would go peacefully with Aithusa if they wouldn’t hurt the white beauty. Sarrum agreed and his men took the lady and the dragon hostage. Arthur has been planning this attack ever since Morgana had been taken, and today is the day you will attack.

Song: Photograph by Ed Sheeran Ship: Lena Luthor x Kara Danvers (Supercorp) Songshots: 1 (Here)  2  (Unthinkable by Alicia Keys; Lena Luthor x Reader)   Parts: 1 (Here)  2  3

This is a song-shot for Supercorp edited from one I made with original characters a few years back. Tell me if you would like more of these and whatnot. This is one out of three parts. This is also a human!highschool/college! AU. -Admin Lily

_____________________________

Loving can hurt

Loving can hurt sometimes

But it’s the only thing that I know

_____________________________

Lena stood in her room, looking out the window.

She knew it would happen. She knew. Everyone told her it would eventually and now here it is.

But it was worth it.

It really was. She thought about the short year they had been together and how it had changed her.

She was the rich kid nobody could touch on threat of death, the one who sat alone at lunch with only her books and gadgets as compensation.

Until Kara arrived.

The cool, blonde haired wonder from California. The gorgeous girl who was extremely smart and funny and just perfect.

The one that made her start to enjoy time at school, even just for a little bit.

The girl made her smile and even laugh! She made friends and introduced them to her. Lena had been more social this past year than she had ever been throughout all of her school career.

She had changed her.

And now, that girl was leaving her.

The girl was headed off to another college to pursue her interest in journalism while she would go to one of the biggest tech schools just like her mother wanted. It wasn’t fair. Her supergirl was going to fly away today.

She hadn’t even said goodbye.

_____________________________

When it gets hard

You know it can get hard sometimes

It is the only thing that makes us feel alive

_____________________________

She sighed and sat down on the bed, wanting some way to know where the girl was.

Her blasted phone was dead, so no communication that way.

She knew she would come, she said she would before she left! Kara had never lied to her before, even if she would of benefited from it. She could trust her.

She closed her eyes and listen to all the criticisms they would get.

“They say it’s love! What do they know?”

“They’ll never last.”

“That poor girl is getting played.”

She started to shake her head to get the words out before someone came crashing through her door.

“Did you really think I would leave without my goodbye kiss?”

Lena looked up surprised. There Kara was standing in the doorway, smiling. The teenager smiled up at her blue eyed hero and quietly said, “I didn’t know if you even wanted one.”

______________________________

We keep this love in a photograph

We made these memories for ourselves

______________________________

Kara scoffed and said, “What kind of hopeless romantic would I be if I didn’t? Besides, we’re keeping in touch. Remember?”

Lena nodded, but kept a grim face.

The confident girl sat down next to her partner.

“I’m not gonna leave you, alright?”

Blue eyes met blue eyes in the dark room.

The girl knew about her insecurities, and had probably figured out what was previously troubling her.

The girl hugged the other tightly, kissed her, and whispered, “I’ll miss you.”

The other pulled her closer, shared a kiss again with her, and said, “I’ll miss you more.”

They separated with hesitation and the blonde slowly got up.

“I really will miss you… Please write everyday?”

Lena laughed and mocked, “What kind of hopeless romantic would I be if I didn’t?”

They both laughed and it took a while for it to fade out, but when it did, they were both smiling.

“You know I don’t believe in modern technology! Even if you’re going to be all Ms. Tech. ….So, goodbye I guess?”

The smaller timidly nodded, seeing tears in her lover’s eyes. “Bye.”

And then she was gone.

The girl was once again lonely asshelaid down and closed her eyes, only to interrupted by a crinkle.

She immediately sat up and checked her pockets for paper. She ran her hand over the back right pocket of her jeans, previously ripped “accidentally’” by her girlfriend (though she beg to differ), and felt her treasure.

She pulled it out and gasped.

It was a photograph.

_____________________________

Where our eyes are never closing

Hearts are never broken

Time’s forever frozen still

_____________________________

The picture, obviously taken when she wasn’t looking, was of her and the blonde she so dearly loved.

She remembered the setting of the picture. It was one of the times they went to the park to relax.

Lena was laughing at something Kara had said, which is why she was oblivious to the phone (or at least that was her guess) that was taking the photo.

The blonde was looking down at her with love in her eyes and a small smile on her face.

It was perfection.

___________________________

So you can keep me

Inside the pocket

Of your ripped jeans

Holdin’ me closer

‘Til our eyes meet

You won’t ever be alone

Wait for me to come home

___________________________

Lena looked at the photo a while until she decided to flip it over to see what was on the back.

There was a message scribbled in terrible writing on it along with a poorly drawn rose and heart. She chuckled at the rose and heart before reading.

“I know you’re reading this after I left and all, it was all part of the plan.”

She couldn’t help but grin at her girlfriend’s dorky-ness for a couple seconds before continuing.

“But, um… how do I put this? I just wanted you to have this, to at least to remember us by if the worst happens. Not that it will happen… And, I also want you to know I have another copy and I’m keeping with me forever (until I lose it).”

This time she burst out laughing at her girlfriend’s silly behavior in the note. It took a good ten seconds for her to read again.

“I really do love you. Please wait for me. Signed, your true love, Kara.”

Lena smiled at the words before seeing the end note.

“P.S. I’m still sorry about your jeans. :( …Though you look hot in them ;)”

She laughed and laughed at the sentence until she was wiping her eyes.

After she stopped, the raven haired girl thought for a moment before getting out some paper.

Song: Photograph by Ed Sheeran

Parts: 1  2(Here)  3

_____________________________

Loving can heal

Loving can mend your soul

And it’s the only thing that I know

_____________________________

*Three months later*

Kara was waiting. She was waiting for the next letter to come in.

It had been a week since the previous one and their absence was making her nervous. Ever since she had gotten to the school to receive a letter about how cheesy she was on the second day, they were what kept her going.

Sometimes she would sincerely wonder why she was even here. Kara knew she could’ve gone to a school closer to her girlfriend at her tech school, but no, she had to get her dream college.

Sometimes she hated the goals she set up for herself, especially when they interfered with Lena. Her girlfriend.

Kara tapped her foot impatiently on the floor. Her letter should arrive should at her sister’s, which was where she told her girl to send it to. No one would be able to read their letters then.

So what if no one would ever do that at such a high class school! Maybe she was jealous of anyone who would know about her ‘secret’ letters. They were from her girlfriend after all.

Kara saw the truck outside the window and rushed out to get the mail. And a letter addressed from her girl was right on top.

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I swear it will get easier

Remember that with every piece of ya

And it’s the only thing we take with us when we die

_____________________________

She rushed to open the letter and read it right in the middle of the front yard.

“Dear 'My true love’,”

Kara chuckled at the reference of what she put on the photograph she had given the girl almost three months ago.

“I apologize for my lack of response to your messages. It’s been a little rough lately. My mom came to visit and you know how she is, and apparently I have about five hundred homework assignments to complete. You know how it is.”

The usually always bright blonde girl was now a little darker by reading the news. Oh how she wishes she had just settled for a closer college.

“On the other hand, I think I know what I want to be. Like a field and everything! I think being a researcher or inventor would suit me. It would be wonderful, just think of me as one!”

The girl once again chuckled a little seeing Lena’s enthusiasm about the subject. Kara could totally see her as a fancy scientist as well, so that just made it better. She finally got to the end of the letter.

“Okay so I have to go. I’ll try to write more this week or whatever since this will get to you in like three days. Bye!

P.S. The pictures are from my phone, not some stalker’s!”

She burst out laughing at the last sentence and looked around for the photographs mentioned. When she saw the first one, she couldn’t help but stare.

______________________________

We keep this love in this photograph

We made these memories for ourselves

Where our eyes are never closing

Our hearts were never broken

Time’s forever frozen still

_____________________________

The photo Kara saw first was of her and Lena. The two of them were on Lena’s bed, just smiling at the camera. If she remembered correctly, this was before they got together and they were doing math homework that night.

She analyzed first herself, seated on her right and then the girl in the left. She had no doubt that the brilliant, blue eyed girl was much cuter than her.

She couldn’t stop grinning at the photo. The Kara in the photo was looking straight into the camera, while Lena was blushing beside her.

It was adorable.

She flipped it over, knowing a message would be on the back. It was like a code between the two now.

It read,

“Now that was awhile ago, right? I was such a weirdo to not delete it since we weren’t together at the time, but I’m glad I have it now! (Or technically you do…) The other picture wasn’t taken by me in case you are wondering. It was Winn who took it! Love you!”

Kara smiled one more time at the scene on the photo before turning her head to the other picture.

It was almost better than the first one.

_____________________________

So you can keep me

Inside the pocket

Of your ripped jeans

Holdin’ me closer

'Til our eyes meet

You won’t ever be alone

_____________________________

This one only had the girl she loved on it, and she was just sitting on their park bench they always sit on, listening to music.

It was simple but beautiful.

Lena had her eyes closed in the shot, and her head was slightly tilted, as if she was listening very closely to the headphones on her ears.

Kara’s grin only got wider when she saw that the girl was wearing the ripped jeans that she said looked good on her.

They really did.

She flipped it over and started to read the short message.

“We were at the park studying and Winn stole my phone while I was listening to my iPod. He took it and threatened me to send it to you or else.

P.S. Did you see what in my pocket?”

The blonde was slightly confused, but flipped it to the front again anyway.

There, sticking out of the pocket of her ripped jeans, was a photograph.

Her photograph. The one she had given Lena that day she left.

And that made her heart burst with joy.

_____________________________

And if you hurt me

That’s OK, baby, only words bleed

Inside these pages you just hold me

And I won’t ever let you go

_____________________________

*One month later*

Lena was waiting.

Waiting for her letter.

It was Thanksgiving, but the blonde girl hadn’t come to visit.

She was slightly scared.

She was just sitting in her room, waiting for something, anything really.

Maybe for her hero to come in. Maybe for a sign that could show her what to do.

She felt like crying, but suddenly she heard a ring tone belonging to a certain blonde female.

She picked up her phone and answered immediately.

“Hello?”

“Hey…” came the response hesitantly.

“Where are you? You said you would visit in break!” The distraught girl said, almost in tears.

“I’m sorry…. something happened and I have to take care of it.”

The girl was suspicious of the blonde on the other side of the phone and almost voiced her concern before Kara start talking again.

“Listen… I can’t send any letters right now, okay? I can’t really receive them either.. so please stop.”

The girl had tears running down her face but kept a solid tone.

“So, I’ll see you at Christmas break?”

She had to stay strong. Kara was on the other side. She couldn’t hear how hard this was for her.

“Yeah… I love you, all right. Bye.”

The line went dead in her hands.

She couldn’t help but cry a little, even if she knew this would eventually happen.

Lena knew the blonde was becoming stressed out, she had written that to her. She also knew her boss for the crappy job she worked at was a jerk.

She knew Kara well enough to know that she would stop if it was all too much. It didn’t make things better. Lena sighed and thought of an idea.