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    tell me what makes a (wo)man and I'll show you how they all break apart just the same
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    A series of interconnecting one-shots set in a universe where Arthur puts the pieces together very early on, Lancelot never leaves Camelot, Morgana never forgets how to trust her friends, and Gwen is just sick of everyone's bullshit.

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    Death doesn't stick well to the Potter's aka another Old Guard AU

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    Secrets come pouring out and The Golden Age of Albion may be closer at hand than Merlin or anyone else realizes.

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  1. Public Bookmark 62

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    This is a story about grief, about moving on and about moving forward. Uther is dead, Long live King Arthur. Amongst all this, Merlin and Leon from a surprising (or perhaps not surprising) bond.

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    15 Sep 2020

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    "If I ever - " Arthur looks down, fidgets with the gold signet ring new on his finger. " - If I became the sort of man that Merlin would raise his hand against." Arthur smiles sadly. " - Well, I don't think I'd want to stand against him anyway."

  2. Public Bookmark 58

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    It’s been five years since Arthur took the throne and Camelot is thriving, thanks to his hard work and willingness to listen to his best friend and closest advisor, Gwen. Dedicated to improving life for his people, Arthur gave up on romance years ago to focus on economic revitalization and building a lasting peace with the Druids.

    But everything changes when a new shop opens next door to the Rising Sun, selling a strange drink from a distant land. Arthur soon finds himself regularly frequenting the Lazy Daisy, drawn to the coffee and the captivating shopkeeper, a man called Merlin who seems strangely familiar. Will he be the one to convince Arthur to let down his defenses and follow his heart?

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    06 Sep 2020

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    I know he loves another, but let me kiss him in the moonlight, Arthur prayed to whatever deities might be listening. Just once and I’ll never ask for anything else.

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    The world is very still, and it occurs to Arthur suddenly how quiet it is. The bells don’t toll for dead manservants, only for princes and kings, but that just makes the clamour of his heart seem louder.  

    “Very well,” he says, pushing himself to his feet. “Then I’m going to have to save him.”

    Episode 1x13 AU. Nimueh accepts Merlin’s offer to exchange his life for Arthur’s. Arthur does not.

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    16 Aug 2020

    Bookmarker's Notes

    He had always claimed Merlin in some way or another, calling him some variation of my manservant, my friend, my idiot, but what he really meant was simpler and more complicated all at once.

     

    What he really meant was, mine. Nothing more and nothing less.

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    Golden, beautiful, charming, pompous Arthur, drawing everyone to him like moths to a flame. She thinks of how he is the only other person in the world who understands what it's like to be Uther Pendragon's child, to crave the approval of that looming shadow and want to break free of it in the same breath. She hates him. She hates him. She hates him.

    It’s only part of the truth, even now.

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    06 Aug 2020

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    Gwen’s hand moves from the space between them, and clings to Morgana. “I wish it had been different,” she finally says. “I wish I could have helped.”

    Morgana shrugs, her voice no longer seeming to be working.

    Gwen’s fingers lightly trail up and down Morgana’s arm, landing on the shackles hesitantly.

    “I’m sorry for what happened to you Morgana,” she says, carefully lacing their fingers together. “But I don’t entirely forgive you yet.”

    “I never asked for your forgiveness,” Morgana spits out, but she doesn’t move away from Gwen’s shaky half-embrace.

    “No,” Gwen hums. “Nor have I given it. But I am glad — to understand more of why. To know that I can forgive you. Eventually.” Her fingers slide out of Morgana’s, resting back on her belly. “Soon perhaps,” she adds, with a thoughtful hum.

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    Molly wonders about them sometimes. How they are always so aware of each other, how closely they cling together. And she worries, too. She worries about them all. She just can’t help it—they’re all her children, in some manner of speaking.

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    26 Jul 2020

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    “I’m not… I don’t think you need to be looked after.” He sighs, still not looking at her. His hand remains limp in hers. “I would just rather stay, or—or make sure Ron does, anyway, you know, Hermione and I, we don’t really—well, we’re sorta...imposing, aren’t we? But Ron keeps saying if we go then he’ll come too and—” He stops, drawing in a deep breath. “It just wouldn’t be fair,” he says, in a defeated tone. “To you, any of you. You should be with your family at a time like this.”

    “Oh,” she says. Suddenly, she feels small, out of her depth. She thinks of Harry, often, as a son of her own, and yet she has never really stopped to consider that what he considers family and what she considers family may indeed be very different things.

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