Sweet Tooth

So! I have finished my incredibly bad essay on why Eric and Enide (Chetien de Troyes’ brand of French Arthurian Romance) and the Alliterative Morte Arthure (epic poetry from the Midlands) are not the same in any way. It really is terrible -- I’m just not built for close-reading exercises any more. I NEED MORE SPACE TO CONSTRUCT AN ARGUMENT, OKAY, 1500 WORDS OF CLOSE READING IS TOO SMALL.

I’ve recovered from my immense tiredness, thankfully, even if my sleep schedule’s screwed. Illness (not mine) spoilt last night’s plans to break into the maths building at uni and film a zombie flick, so I had an early night and wrote THE SOPPIEST FIC EVER instead.

Title: Sweet Tooth
Word count: 600
Characters/pairings: Ron/Draco
Rating: G
Summary: They both have a thing for sweetness.
Warnings: fluff
Disclaimer: The boys and girls belong to JKR, even though I’m often much nicer to them than she is.
Author’s Notes: This was written for last week’s sweet prompt at rondracodrabble.

( Sweet Tooth )

Merlin 211: The Witch's Quickening

FIGHT SCENE!

Hey there, Mordred. You know, you and Tom Riddle would probably really get along. And it might do you both some good to make a friend.

( In Which Morgana's Bosom Quivers With Indignation )