In which I aimlessly pass the time

Went and saw Deathly Hallows again on Friday and I can confidently give it the thumbs up now. The most important thing I noticed this time around? Rupert Grint's forearms. Rawwwr.

Officially blocked in a writer-ly way, which is INCONVENIENT as I owe some lovely people Christmas fic and I'm not going to be that person who flakes, I'M NOT. I think it may be because I have that modern day Merlin surf fic still eating my brain. Also some pwp Percival/Merlin, BUT DON'T TELL ANYONE THAT.

GIVE ME RECIPES PLEASE. I've been in a cooking funk, I need something new and yummy to cook.

Aaaand now I've forgotten all the other shit I was going to talk about. IT WAS FASCINATING TOO, YOU KNOW IT WAS.

Come talk to me about one/all of the following:

a) why Merlin and Arthur are failboats in love
b) why Colin and Bradley are failboats in love
c) your ultimate magic reveal scenario
d) the one kink/trope that never fails to turn you on
e) your topic of choice