Modern AU. Arthur moves to a a different city to start a new life and become a new man. On a whim he decides to share a flat with an attractive stranger, and quickly gets drawn into Merlin's odd little world.
Bookmarked by quadjot
24 Sep 2021
Incredible author of Steam and Intended! And really really excellent depiction of Arthur as a trans man in the middle of transitioning. I assume it's realistic--it really drove it home for me. That and his relationship with Merlin were the best parts of this for me.
"Just face it. You're staying in the hotel because you're not sure about this whole thing."
"I am sure, father. In my whole life I've never been this certain about anything."
"And yet you're not rushing to commit to this new life of yours. Have you even unpacked?"
Arthur kicked closed the suitcase that still held half of his wardrobe and shifted the phone to the other ear.
"Father, I'm committed. It's happening."
"Listen, A -"
"Arthur," Arthur said firmly as Uther trailed off. "My name is Arthur. You can't even say it, can you?"
"It's not as simple as it all seems to be in your mind."
"It's not in my mind. I'm Arthur, your son. Father, please, say my name. Call me your son, call me something."
"To be honest, I'm not sure what you are right now," said Uther and hung up.
"So, um, lots of space as you can see, we have Sky and broadband and everything," said Merlin, waving his arms around in a series of aimless gestures. Then he glanced at the couch and lurched toward it, as if he was planning to throw himself over the clutter there and shield it from Arthur's eyes with his body.
It was too late, Arthur had seen it. There was an untidy pile of drawing paper, surrounded by pencils and sticks of charcoal or pastels or whatever they were. And on top of it all, still pinned to a board, was a sketch of Arthur's face.
Arthur walked over and picked it up. The drawing was big, large than life size, still unfinished. Merlin had been detailing the iris of the left eye when he was interrupted.
"It's not creepy," said Merlin behind his back. "I do it all the time, it's for work. I'm an artist. I just got my first big pencilling job, I need to study interesting faces."
"And you found me interesting," said Arthur, more amused than anything else. The face in the drawing was instantly recognisable, but still different, new. This was the face he hoped to see every time he looked in the mirror. This was what he'd searched for so many years, studying the lines of his jaw and his nose, the set of his eyes, wondering if it all fit together in a normal, ordinary face of an ordinary man.
"I like you."
"I have boobs," said Arthur. He felt shaky and hysterical, like he was about to start giggling uncontrollably.
"Well, I knew that," Merlin grinned. "You always wore that really tight t-shirt under your shirt, but I've been staring at you enough, I could tell it wasn't all solid pectoral muscle. I don't know, I think moobs are cute."
"They aren't... It will be better," Arthur said, fighting with all he had to stand still and not cover himself, his breasts and the empty place at his groin, the shaved patch of pubes where he'd attached the prosthetic. "It's already better - I could never build enough muscle before, and now it's so easy, and I have chest hair, and, okay, there will be scars, but..."
"You're cold," Merlin said. "Get in bed."
He shifted and peeled back the blankets, and Arthur crawled under the covers, relieved, hiding.
"I would have told you," he said. "But I wanted to tell you after. When I was done and ready. I didn't want you to remember me like this. And I don't want you to see all that's going to happen. It's several operations, blood, bandages, stitches, recovery in between. I have to heal up before they can cut in again and finish. It's going to be gross."
"I'd have absolutely hated it if you went through all that alone and only told me afterwards," Merlin said, slithering under the blankets with him. "You're such a dickhead, Arthur, seriously."
He flipped Merlin over and humped against his arse, palmed and squeezed it, stroked into the cleft, over Merlin's hole, feeling it twitch appreciatively under his fingers.
"I really want to fuck you," he whispered, biting Merlin's ear.
"Oh, oh, yes," moaned Merlin enthusiastically. "I have a dildo - wanna go through Gwen's stuff and see if she has a harness there?"
"Please, I have a cock," Arthur said. "It's in my room. Don't move."
dinner plans by silentwalrus for Nonymos, tinfigs, teacuptaako
23 Sep 2021
So it’s possible Ed’s overdone things a little.
- Part 2 of succ?
Fandoms: Merlin (TV)
31 Aug 2019
Arthur fell in love with Merlin at first sight at the University. But Merlin left before Arthur could get to know him. Five years later, they meet at work. Arthur realizes this is his second chance.
Fandoms: Merlin (TV)
25 Jun 2019
Arthur had allowed himself to forget that they weren’t actually dating, building the lie around them like the oversized jumpers Merlin always wore, soft and comforting, as they cuddled up on the couch. Luckily, before his mouth could suggest something even more romantic-sounding, like kissing, Mordred texted him about their next date.
Or, Arthur’s (failed) attempt to get over Merlin.
Arthur is the first openly bisexual Leading Man on the popular dating show, Most Eligible, where he’s meant to find his one true love—and get engaged. He comes to the show with the goal of finding a wife, but he still has to date all of the male contestants. And one of them, a certain Merlin, keeps making it harder and harder to stick to his original plans. Arthur knows what he wants though, and he’s pretty such it’s Mithian. Or is it Elena? Could it be Gwaine? Maybe it’s actually Merlin after all? What a pickle.
- Part 16 of big bangs and challenges
Bookmarked by quadjot
23 Sep 2021
Read some and really enjoyed it!