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“I said,” Merlin enunciates, rolling his eyes. He gets a knee over Arthur’s thigh, pressing it into the mattress and fixing the perch of his glasses. “What’s wrong with my glasses?”
Arthur gapes at him, before dropping onto his pillow with a sigh as he stares up at the ceiling. What has this night come to? He was supposed to go over his report and then sleep. And then came Merlin, complaining about the fucking water pressure, dripping wet and smelling like that with his low slung pyjamas and utter lack of respect for Arthur’s sanity, taking over his mind and night. Arthur can’t have one second of peace.
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Arthur notices Merlin smells nice. He then can’t stop noticing and nearly loses his mind about it.
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05 Jul 2025
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Found You at the Day's End (In the Places Only We Know) by thesongistheriver for reges_criniti
Fandoms: Merlin (TV)
10 Jul 2025
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Arthur's so busy he rarely sees his beloved English Pointer.
Merlin walks dogs in his free time.
or: Dogs really are man's best
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20 May 2025
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“Some of the men…have been enchanted into women.”
Gwaine stares at Lancelot. Lancelot stares back, thinning his lips. Gwaine tilts his head and squints slightly, trying to understand the joke. Lancelot’s eyebrows furrow and he grimaces, disproportionally upset. Gwaine’s eyes slowly widen.
He opens his mouth to speak but Lancelot interrupts, “Yes, King Arthur is one of the affected men.”
Gwaine shuts his mouth and nods, probably doing a horrible job of concealing his amusement.
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08 May 2025
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Arthur Pendragon has spent his whole life untouched—by kindness, by desire, or anything resembling real intimacy. It never mattered. Not until a certain annoying manservant came to Camelot—Merlin—who disregarded all strict royal etiquette and showed no restraint when it came to sudden, reckless displays of affection. Now, there’s something impossible in the space between them, something Arthur doesn’t know how to name—only that he aches to close the distance.
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A slow-burn touched-starved Arthur Pendragon story.
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Guys, there was only one bed.
Guys, some obscure quest in the cold far-up mountains made them "huddle for warmth".
Guys, they might give in to this farm fantasy of theirs.
Can't I just put all the tropes in there?
This fic is rated MSI for Maximum Self Indulgence.
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11 Apr 2025
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Unsatisfied with his current life, Merlin takes a sabbatical from work and explores the British coastline to clear his head of life's mundaneness. On his return from Cornwall, he comes across a young blonde girl attempting to hitch-hike along the motorway. Fearing for her safety, Merlin offers her a ride home.
Upon entering the small town of Cam-Lott, Merlin makes a lasting impression on Police Chief Arthur Pendranyl and starts a chain of events that have him seeing the inside of a jail cell more often than not. When he isn't being an errand-boy or stumbling upon strange trinkets in forest caves, Merlin slots into the small town life with ease. Between summer faire's, camping trips and hiking, Merlin almost forgets that no one in the town -except one -has left the towns perimeter.
Why has no one left? Why are his memories feeling hazier by the day? And why, oh why, is there a sword buried in a stone?
[Rating will change in later chapters]
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02 Apr 2025