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Eliot Waugh meets Quentin Coldwater, and he falls in love. And then things start to go sideways.
(This happens every time.)
The difference? This time, just this once, everybody is going to live.
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06 Jul 2026
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“Oh my god,” Aiden said, way too loud and way too close to my ear. Practically shouted it right in our guests’ faces, which is just rude. “What the fuck.”
Some deranged instinct inside of me, that of the consummate host, took over and powered past the static in my brain. “Uh— why don’t you two come inside. Seems like we have a lot to talk about.” I turned a polite smile on Julia’s truly unbelievable plus-one. “Q, this is Aiden, my husband. Aiden, I’d like you to meet my old friend Quentin Coldwater.”
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Ten years after Quentin's death, he shows up on Eliot's doorstep. Eliot's husband is the one to answer the door.
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06 Jul 2026
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“What’s better than coaxing an ornery, twitchy boy into bed?” Margo asked.
“Coaxing his roommate into my bed,” Kady said.
“Point, Kady,” Margo said.
“I’m not doing it. I need a job. Not a Quentin. I can’t afford to take anyone out. And he said no. I’m going to be waiting tables in Jersey or—”
“Working on a goat farm. I know,” Margo said. “I know you love goats. And drama. It makes sense.” Eliot hated goats. Their eyes. They'd seen things.
Kady put her beer down with a thunk. “I’ll waive your rent for October.”
“You’ll what now?”
“I’ll pay for your date. Waive your rent. Just get Quentin to go to grad school prom with you so Julia will go with me.”
“Jesus, Kady,” Margo drawled. “What’s this girl’s deal? Does her pussy taste like cotton candy?”
Kady groaned. “I wouldn’t know.”
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I don't wanna walk alone (so let’s get married) by portraitofemmy
Fandoms: The Magicians (TV)
17 Nov 2020
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Queliot Week Day 2: “We're married” + Love
A wedding in the mountains and a heartfelt conversation.
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- Part 2 of Queliot Week 2020
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18 Mar 2026
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It's a rainy night in Brooklyn.
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Eliot and Quentin take care of each other.Bookmarked by agentscully
12 Mar 2026
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Quentin Coldwater is a vampire, which means he constantly wants to kill and eat everyone, and so far he’s handled that through a few simple and rational measures: he never leaves his apartment, pays rent with remote gig jobs, and has his best friend bring him bagged blood and library books. His undead life looks a lot like clinical depression and agoraphobia. This might be about to change.
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16 Dec 2025
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I am obsessed with this weird vampire story. <3
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“What time do you get off work, Quentin Coldwater?”
Quentin closed the till. “Why do you ask?”
“Because.” The customer’s smile broadened, or deepened, or darkened. “You’re cute, and I’d like to fuck you.”
Quentin laughed out loud at that—his brazenness, the sheer absurdity of the statement. How impossible it was to take him seriously. “Is that your best line?”
“Depends.” The customer tilted his head, a gesture at once predatory and playful—as though he intended simultaneously to promise danger and to assure Quentin that this was really all one big game the two of them were playing together. “Did it work?”
(Or: In which Quentin did get into Yale, and magic is not, in fact, real, but being seduced by Eliot Waugh nonetheless retains some sparkle-restoring properties.)
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“El—I don’t think you should touch it—” Quentin draws in a breath, and the fragrance fills his senses. Not a false fragrance like perfume, but sweet like syrup on pancakes or—he takes in another breath. Whatever it is diffuses through him, fizzier and lighter than the champagne, fuzzy warmth spreading through his nerves, his cells lit from within. When his hand glances against Eliot’s knee, a jolt hits him, like a zap of static electricity running up his arm, turning to flame inside. He can smell Eliot, the scent of his cologne spicy and masculine, mixing with the sweet, burnt sugar scent of the pollen.
“You—do you feel that?” Eliot’s knuckles brush against his and Quentin whimpers at the touch, the hair on his arm standing on end.
“Yeah—oh.” Quentin gasps. He blinks at the shimmering air. It makes everything look like a misty fairytale, and when he glances at Eliot again, a shockwave rolls through him, the muscles in his abdomen clenching, threads of need rolling up and weaving together inside him, swirling in the pit of his stomach. Eliot is—God, he’s exquisite. Quentin wants to worship him—fuck, he was meant to—to fall at his feet, to offer himself, mouth open, to serve him, give him pleasure.
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16 Aug 2025
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Sex pollen AND forced marriage? Sign me right the fuck up.
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The night before the new school year begins at Brakebills, Eliot meets a cute guy at a bar in the city and accompanies him to a party at a random apartment. He doesn't know it, but his life is about to change forever.
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- Part 2 of enchanted to meet you
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14 Aug 2025
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Our heroes meet at the party from the pilot; short and very sweet.
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King Quentin seems to take their silence for discomfort and frowns guiltily. "Sorry, there's probably more important stuff I should be asking," he mumbles, fidgeting with his sleeve. "Is there, um, a cure for cancer? Who's the president?"
Eliot grimaces, and can practically feel the others doing the same.
"Ask about Zunes again," Penny says.
or: In order to take his rightful place as High King of Fillory, Eliot first has to meet the current king in Whitespire - King Quentin, who's been waiting for the High King to arrive in Fillory since he first ended up there himself.
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11 Aug 2025
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King Quentin is so irresistible that Eliot proposes on the spot. Basically.
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“No, no,” Quentin says hurriedly, “this isn’t— I’m not trying to make you feel bad. This was all what I chose. And I chose it because—” God, he’s really saying this. He is. “You’re so— you’re incredible. You’re just. You’re brilliant, and you’re such a great dad, and you’re raising two really smart and sweet kids all by yourself now, and you’re.” He swallows hard. “Really fucking hot, and after tonight I’m never going to have a chance to tell you all of that, much less do anything about it, so if you mean it that I can ask for anything — fuck me? Please?”
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"I knew back then that the spell worked for you," Quentin goes on, eagerness seeping back into his tone, "but neither of us had any idea— I mean, nobody remembers where it takes them, but it's still— it's nice to know." He's nearly grinning now, trying and failing to keep his excitement contained. "That it took you here, I mean. To me." His gaze flits over Eliot's face with something like awe, eyes wide and bright. "That we're soulmates."
or: Eliot takes an unexpected trip.
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01 Aug 2025
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the one with the time-travel soulmate spell!
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i saw your face and thought ten years ain't such a long time by theheartischill
Fandoms: The Magicians (TV)
28 Dec 2021
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The voice is familiar, but he can’t quite place it. Even when he spots the face it goes with — dark eyebrows sloping elegantly upward in surprise, mouth half-curled to reveal one pleased dimple, eyes sparkling sweet and smart — it takes him a minute before the pieces of his past rearrange themselves into something like recognition. “Quentin Coldwater?”
(Or: Eliot runs into his high school sweetheart. Turns out they still get along.)
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07 Jun 2025
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High school exes, reunited! Featuring hot, confident Q.
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Between slipping grades and an explosive break-up, Quentin's first year at Brakebills was coming to a miserable close—and that was before the Beast attacked. Now everyone's cancelling their summer plans to join in the fight against an existential threat, Fillory is both real and much deadlier than in the books, and it turns out Quentin sucks as much at battle magic as he does at everything else. As the war drags on, dying in battle starts to seem like the best possible outcome, the answer to all his problems: one shining moment of glory, and then he's finally free. It's a foolproof plan—until he wakes up and has to do it all over again.
(Or: An action movie about wanting to die, with time loops.)
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“Bitch, we are your campus tour,” Margo announces with finality. For a second Quentin's hackles go up, but then – that's not really an insult when another omega says it, right? It seems like in – movies or whatever, omega friends call each other that all the time. Quentin wouldn't know, he's never had an omega friend, and the idea that Margo, with her perfect hair and her fancy eye makeup and her swaying stride in thigh-high boots, could even theoretically be his first kind of beggars belief. It's not like hey, you've been accepted to the magic school you never applied to levels of improbable, but it's – like, whatever's right below that, basically.
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It's been a while since Eliot tried everything there was to try. These days, he makes a mean egg salad.
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21 May 2025
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A/B/O queliot domesticity porn *chef's kiss*
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i keep waiting for love (to come swallow me up) by peacefrog
Fandoms: The Magicians (TV)
14 Jan 2022
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Eliot woke to the toe of Margo’s shoe biting hard into the flesh of his shoulder.
“Time to get your dick wet, Sleeping Beauty,” she drawled, hands on hips. Vision of her coming through like an aura drenched in the blue light being thrown from the television screen. “Mama brought you a present.”
Or: The horniest meet cute in history.