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    Loki, god of mischief, is known for his scheming and plots. He’s also known for how often those plots seem to crash and burn.

    Of course, just because things never go to plan doesn’t mean that those plans don't work.

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    This is what happens when bribery runs rampant.

    A series of unrelated fics, with art.

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    A series of unconnected one shots, all frostiron, all written in the same manic way.

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    The DMV is normally a peaceful place. It slowly goes about its business, ensuring the citizens of D.C. are all sufficiently frustrated, angry, and in possession of shoddy license photos that will serve as a source of pure embarrassment for the next eight years.

    But sometimes the tranquility of the peaceful waiting room is interrupted by FBI agents on missions for wanted criminals, and then sometimes, well.

    Things happen.

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    A series of unconnected one shots, based on this list of 105 short dialogue prompts.

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    "“Emrys,” said Gaius, raising the Eyebrow of Disappointment and flicking his gaze to where Merlin stood behind Arthur’s chair. “That is who you wish to have as your court sorcerer.”

    Arthur nodded gravely, every eye in the council meeting upon him. “Camelot is dangerously close to division even now that sorcery is legal. We need someone who will unite us all, and I cannot settle for less. I’ll send riders out at first light chasing rumours and follow up any promising leads we have myself.”

    He looked so beautiful when he said it, every inch the king, with the sunlight through the windows turning him gold. His voice had taken on that richness that sometimes infused Arthur’s words – that for the good of the kingdom voice, that let it be so voice, the voice that Merlin had come to understand meant another brick laid on the road to Albion.

    Unfortunately, that voice had been co-opted for a fucking farce."

    Or - In which magic is legal and Merlin is still lying for reasons that are absolutely, totally 100% valid and have nothing to do with his love for Arthur

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    10 Apr 2022

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    A curse, his mother used to call it, voice twisted and sharp, looking at him with narrowed eyes over the rim over her spectacles. A blessing, his grandmother used to say, her voice quiet and weathered. There is power in the choice we make, choosing to love, she used to tell him. The Old Wood knows this, it just shows it more literally than most.

    Jaskier doesn't mean to fall in love. He does anyway.

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    14 Jan 2022

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    Sarwa is ladling stew into bowls and she hands the first one to Yusuf, who passes it to Nicolo and takes a drink from the now filled flask. “Is he your lover?” she asks.

    Yusuf chokes on water and Nicolo pounds his back, eyebrows peaked with concern.

    “I—” Yusuf pauses, wiping his streaming eyes.

    Sarwa looks at him, nothing but mild curiosity on her face.

    Yusuf glances at Nicolo. The firelight paints his cheekbones flickering gold, his eyes hooded and sleepy in the dim light.

    “I don’t know what he is,” Yusuf finally admits, still looking at Nicolo.

    Nicolo’s mouth quirks and he takes another bite of soup.

    “He looks at you like you belong to him,” Sarwa says.

    Nicolo keeps eating, oblivious to what they’re saying.

    “I think he belongs to me too,” Yusuf whispers.

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    08 Oct 2021

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    They kill each other once. Again. The third time, Nicolo stands and watches Yusuf heal before he pulls him to his feet. “Come. I will be gentle this time.”

    Yusuf laughs at him. “You won’t have a choice.”

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    13 Oct 2020

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    At times, it seemed like all they did was no more than a single raindrop of hope in an ocean of despair and chaos, but together all those raindrops had evidently helped.  Copley had captured it all, the last one hundred and fifty years of their lives condensed down into a few dozen photos and newspaper clippings.  It seemed so small, and yet, all encompassing at the same time.  

    Kind of like how a declaration of love in a van during an abduction had condensed down all nine hundred and twenty years of an epic romance into a few hundred words.  It seemed an impossible feat, but then, his Yusuf was just the kind of guy to pull it off.

    Or, the stories behind the speech in the van.

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    09 Oct 2020

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