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"The absolute worst thing that a publicly practicing Magician could be… is a virgin," Fogg told them as a harmless if slightly outdated sex education class took a morbid turn. "There are far too many scenarios that would end in your untimely demise should a nearby spell call for a virgin sacrifice. I abhor the fact that I have to be the one to tell you this, but if you have managed to make it this far without having sexual intercourse, I strongly suggest that you find someone to strip you of your virgin status immediately before anyone finds out."
Maybe Quentin didn’t have to be a Magician after all. He could escape into the mountains where no one could find him. Human interaction was overrated; Quentin had always liked books more than people anyway.
Who was he kidding? He needed this place. Brakebills had handed him a newfound purpose and given his life meaning. And if he wanted to keep it, all he had to do was be brave. Really fucking brave.
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Quentin didn’t die in the mirror realm; he woke up in the hospital beside the one person he wanted to see more than anyone else. Unfortunately, Eliot couldn’t find the courage to tell Quentin he loved him after all.
Fresh from a breakup with Alice and armed with a new apartment and a therapist, Quentin reluctantly moved on with his life.
‘Twas the night before Christmas Eve when Eliot stepped back through the portal from Fillory after many long months spent worlds apart. And this time, he had a plan to set everything right.
A holiday reimagining of what happened after season four, with a guest appearance by Santa Claus himself.
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“It says here that the one-handed tut has to be performed - sorry, this book is old - I’m not sure I’m - it has to be performed ‘inside of a human sheath’, whatever that means.” Alice says, squinting at the yellowing pages.
“That means a rectum, Alice,” Eliot said with a sigh, like it was the most normal sentence he could have uttered.
“Yeah, NOPE ,” Penny said, climbing up off the couch.
Ignoring him, Margo began to explain. “The technical name is Rasputin’s Unbinding but most people just call it —”
“The Butt Tut,” Eliot and Margo said in unison.
“Literally speaking, we need a willing asshole. Who’s volunteering so we can return to our business?” Margo projected her voice over the clamor.
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Our heroes are in trouble and the volunteer tomato can’t just let someone else get fisted.
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Take Me To Encanto Oculto by PotteredUp
Fandoms: The Magicians (TV), The Magicians - Lev Grossman
24 Oct 2020
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When Quentin returns from Brakebills South without a girlfriend, a pining Eliot makes a split second decision to invite him along on their annual trip to Ibiza. Taking your easily spooked crush to a magic sex festival is definitely a good idea when you’re convinced that he will never want you back.
Slow burn sexual tension and vacation hijinks from Eliot’s perspective, for anyone who needs more excuses to see these two finally get together. Bonus points if you were supposed to be relaxing on a beach right now.
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HighFashionEliot is a well-known fashion YouTuber with a huge audience and an even bigger personality. While taking a break from video editing late one night, the bleary-eyed content creator ends up finding a smaller niche channel where the cutest nerd he’d ever seen is enthusiastically rambling about a children’s fantasy series called Fillory and Further. He certainly wasn’t expecting to immediately fall for QuentinReads over the internet, but one flirty comment couldn’t hurt, right?
A non-magic AU where Quentin and Eliot are YouTubers.
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“Tonight, we’re going to play a little game,” Eliot said, revealing a small box wrapped in red and gold paper seemingly out of thin air. He opened the top to reveal a few sprigs of what appeared to be fresh mistletoe, tied together with twine. He lifted it up into the air and let go, watching it hover.
“Rules are simple. Because traditional mistletoe is creepy and consent is important, some alumni across multiple disciplines enchanted this to only appear above groups of two where a mutual attraction exists. They’ve generously passed it down to us for our holiday party each year. So talk to someone new, keep your eyes out for mistletoe, kiss to your heart’s content, and experience the newfound knowledge that you might just like someone here who likes you back. Have fun, kids.”
Then, the tall upperclassman snapped his fingers and the mistletoe disappeared into thin air. He looked back across the room at Quentin, who was practically quaking in his boots. “Enjoy, Coldwater,” Eliot purred quietly, then he turned on his heel and went back to the bar.
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On the morning after Halloween, the bulk of the Brakebills campus was hungover and raccoon-eyed from a night of magical drinking, partying, and having sex in Halloween makeup. Folks performed the walk of shame in disheveled costumes, squinting away from the bright sunlight on what was already becoming a crisp, clear fall day. But while those grad students were regretting their decisions and attempting not to make eye contact, Eliot Waugh had a party to plan.
In which Eliot tries to keep his birthday a secret but he finds himself unable to resist two things; a good excuse to have a party and the adorable Quentin Coldwater.
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Feels Like Magic by PotteredUp
Fandoms: The Magicians (TV), The Magicians - Lev Grossman
15 Jul 2019
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Eliot Waugh constantly found excuses to touch Quentin Coldwater. Unsurprisingly, every bit of contact rendered Q into an adorable but incredibly frazzled bundle of nerves. And while it was easy enough to brush off El's physical affection as just part of his personality, what Quentin hadn't realized is that if he wanted Eliot, in any capacity, all he had to do was ask.
A season one sexual tension-driven romantic comedy full of mutual pining and the delightful awkwardness of navigating a new relationship. Takes place in an alternate timeline that gets especially interesting when Quentin accidentally ends up on the receiving end of a particularly brutal truth spell.
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