About me:

Name: I'd tell you, but then I'd have to kill you...but my friends call me Aine.

Hair: black

Eyes: black

As for my profile picture, it's by peachysticks on Deviantart. And no, I didn't ask her permission, but, hey, as long as I credit her, I'm not technically stealing, yeah? And no, it's not really a picture of me, but it's close enough.

I am a proud member of AUUA- the Anti-Uber-Uke Association.

If you feel unstoppable pools of anger welling up inside of you whenever you happen upon a yaoi fanfiction where your favourite character has been transformed into a simpering, wimpering, uke despite his track record of rebellion and impudence, please feel free to add this to your profile :D

Favorite Quote from A Lion and a Unicorn, by Morgana21:

"She sat down on the bed and sat in reverie, her mind spinning with the image of Merlin (bumbling, clumsy Merlin, Merlin with the skinny legs and big ears who once reduced herself and Arthur to laughter-induced tears when he had expressed surprise that people didn’t try to hang ornaments off him during the Midwinter Festival), Merlin with a woman in his arms. And not some young serving girl smitten by his big smile and kind heart; no, a sophisticated noble woman who owned her own property and spoke five languages."

and

"Back in her room, she pulls out of her drawer the folded piece of paper with a stem of dried lavender tied around it. She thinks back 6 months ago, before Dealthia, before Morys, before she knew all she knows now. Merlin was in her room, although she can’t now remember why, when a servant had delivered a love letter from a Knight. It was so poorly written that she and Merlin had shared a joke about it. Gwen had intervened and told them it was the thought that counted. Merlin had laughingly said he could do better and she had dared him to.

Morgana sat down once again and read Merlin’s love letter; the sheer simple beauty of it reminding her of why cared for him"

Story Ideas for Merlin BBC

Guardian Warlock Trilogy: Merlin needs to be needed.

A Guardian Born: Even as a little boy, Merlin always fell into the role of guardian, of protector, in all his relationships; with her, with his friends, even with the village elders. It was as natural to him as his magic. Hunith's POV.

Warlock's Ward: There was something about the Merlin fellow he'd met this morning. It was more than the surprise of being talked to, and insulted, like an equal, but Arthur just couldn't put his finger on it. Arthur feels the pull of the bond between Guardian and Ward. Arthur's POV.

Warlock's Damsel: When it came to Morgana in distress, Merlin could never resist. Merlin's POV.

Story Challenge for Merlin BBC:

This Particular Manservant: Just when Arthur thought he'd finally had his manservant pegged, he'd always find some new surprise about him.

His Friends: Arthur is surprised to hear that his manservant has friends of noble birth. Or maybe not. Still, something about Merlin reminds Arthur of Lancelot, or is it the other way around? ("Something" meaning a kind of heroic nobility of character.)

His Literacy: Arthur never knew his manservant could read or write, much less in three languages and in such elegant script, until the Court Scribe needs an emergency replacement and Gaius is too busy.

His Eloquence: Arthur was trained to read the subtle nuances of polite gestures and even more polite speech in Court. But he never knew just how much one can say with just the eyes alone. Apparently, his manservant could be quite eloquent when he chose to be silent.

His Charms: Arthur overhears some servant girls about his manservant and starts to notice how others see his manservant and his interactions with them. Multi-chapter. One chapter each for: Kitchen girls, Stable boys, Castle guards, peasant children of Camelot, His Knights.

The Sorcerer Prince: An idea still in the works. Very rough concept. Possibly epic. Anyone wants to take up the challenge before I decide to write it myself, feel free to do so. Contact me. I want to read it.

Nu Mornia is a kingdom that is the anti-thesis to all that Uther's Camelot stands for. It is a kingdom ruled and run by magic. Their ruler was called the Sorcerer King.

But ever since the Royal Family vanished into the mists of Avalon a hundred years ago, the kingdom has been left to the care of the Sorcerer's Stewards until the promised Child of Magic, a prince of the line of the old Sorcerer Kings, returns to claim his throne and restore the golden age of magic to Nu Mornia. And all the signs of the prophecy point to the newly captured, magically magnificent, slave boy from Camelot and his arrogant, and disgustingly magic-less slave friend, Arthur.