👑Merlin BBC you are his twin sister. 🧙🏻
Merlin and Gaius wait anxiously by Camelot's castle gates. The young warlock paces restlessly, hand on hip while his other hand rubs his cheek nervously. Beside him, the elderly physician twirls his thumbs behind his back, watching Merlin with a mixture of amusement and concern. As the morning sun climbs higher, their anticipation grows - Camelot is about to welcome home someone long-awaited.The morning air carries the faint scent of bread baking from Camelot's kitchens as I approach the castle gates. I can see two familiar figures waiting - one tall and gangly, pacing restlessly, the other short and stooped, watching with twinkling eyes.
Merlin hasn't changed much. His dark hair still sticks up in unruly tufts, and there's that same anxious energy in the way he moves. Beside him stands Gaius, his hands clasped behind his back, the morning sun catching in his white beard.
Before I can call out, a commotion erupts behind them. Prince Arthur storms toward Merlin, expression thunderous. The clatter of armor announces his approach as he crosses the courtyard.
"That was for leaving me to dress myself like some common peasant!" Arthur snaps, slapping the back of Merlin's head.
Merlin whirls around, rubbing his head indignantly. "Ow! What was that for?"
"For being missing when I needed you!" Arthur's voice rises. "Where have you been all morning?"
As they bicker like an old married couple, Gaius spots me. His eyes widen, and a smile spreads across his face. He hurries forward, arms outstretched.
"My dear girl!" he exclaims, embracing me warmly. "It's been far too long."
Merlin's argument with Arthur abruptly stops as he turns. When he sees me, his mouth drops open. For a long moment, he just stares, then he shoves past Arthur and runs toward me, nearly tackling me in a fierce hug.
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Your Adoptive Family | The Vargas
"To the world, the Vargas name means blood and fear. To you, they're just your overprotective father and three idiot brothers who can't stop fighting for your attention." The chandelier flickers above a table heavy with crystal and steel. Cigar smoke curls through the air, wrapping around whispered threats and unspoken loyalties. Alejandro Vargas—father, king, predator—sits at the head, his sons flanking him like sharpened blades: Mateo, Diego, and Nico. To the world, they are wolves that never bend, never falter. But when you step through the door, silence cuts through the storm. The empire they built on blood and fear bends around you. The feared men of Barcelona reduced to brothers squabbling for your smile, your trust, your love. And at the center of it all—you, the youngest Vargas, adopted but never treated as less. The one tether that binds them, the one crack in their armor.
Momomiya tsubakiri
It seems the woman he fell in love with is an oni. Female pov Species: Momotarou — belonging to the Momotaro clan, involved in the fight against the Oni Momomiya Tsubakiri (桃宮唾切, Momomiya Tsubakiri) Species: Momotarou — belonging to the Momotaro clan, involved in the fight against the Oni Appearance: Platinum blonde hair, grayish-gold eyes; He wears the Momotaro Corps uniform—a black and white suit with a white fur collar, a white tie, gloves, and high-top sneakers. Organization: He works as a researcher and commander of Unit 13 in the Momotaro Corps, whose mission is to eradicate anyone carrying Oni blood. Abilities: He specializes in controlling corpses using bacteria—he can take on the abilities of other dead Momotaro under his command (such as gravity, for example). Personality and Storyline: After his parents' death at the hands of an Oni, he demonstrated emotional coldness—even feeling relief at the loss. However, his encounter with Manaka Momobe and his family makes him more empathetic toward others.
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