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The ring has power.

It hums with it—Merlin can feel it, an unnatural aura, sinister, gritty, leaching into the air around it, sinking unseen tendrils beneath the skin of Arthur's hand. It's barbaric, ugly, wrong—everything magic shouldn't be. And Uther, the hypocritical cunt, had ordered Arthur to put it on at only thirteen summers old, where it has stayed ever since—impossible to remove, until he is wed.

A necessary evil, he had told Arthur then. To protect the Pendragon line.

Another leash, more like. A way for Uther to lock Arthur up within himself, to cut him off from touch, affection, and throw away the key.

But Merlin knows—the ring is no match for him.

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"I need to tell you something," he tells Arthur one night, finally, gripping his own knees tight. The fire has burnt low, coals glowing umber in the grate, and it’s as if the two of them are the only living souls in existence, the rest of the world falling away to the depths of night.

Arthur looks at him; the naked feeling in it stops up the breath in Merlin's throat. Suddenly, he knows what Arthur's about to say, a moment before he says it.

"I already know, Merlin."

Merlin's gut clenches. "How?"

"Oh, I don't know," Arthur says, voice low, trying for casual, looking back at the dying fire. His fingers twist his mother's ring, round and round; the other ring, Merlin knows, doesn't move. "I think it was around the dozenth convenient tree branch falling during battle."

"Lots of dodgy trees in the woods," Merlin says thickly, watching the smile spread from the corners of Arthur's mouth, and feeling the weight of this secret fall away.

He longs to reach out and touch, longs to take Arthur's face in his hands. The ring knows it, too. He can feel the angry thrum of it flaring, threatened, threatening, setting his teeth on edge.

But Merlin's had enough, and the ring can get fucked. Magic gathers beneath his skin, zips along the pads of his fingers as he gets to his feet. Arthur, wide-eyed, stares up at him as Merlin moves, slow but sure, to stand before him.

"Do you trust me?" he murmurs, holding a glowing hand over the ring.

And Arthur, eyes bright and desperate, whispers: "Yes."

***

In the end, the ring breaks clean in two.

Arthur surges forward as soon it does—catching him as he sags. Merlin crawls onto him, limbs shaky, hands reaching for Arthur's face, and at the first touch of warm skin on warm skin, Arthur sobs, heaving and dry.

There is no thought, no hesitating then—Merlin is kissing him everywhere, pressing his lips again and again to Arthur's temple, his nose, between his brows, down his wet cheeks, as Arthur hauls him close, arms tight, shoving trembling hands up Merlin's tunic to get to the skin, straining towards him like a plant starved for sun.

Their mouths come together—and there all chasteness, all finesse, is lost. Merlin had had notions of making this gentle, slow, comforting; all are abandoned. He gets a fist in Arthur's hair, and his tongue down Arthur's throat, and wrestles him to the floor.

It's a mad, animal rush. Arthur throws his head back, bright hair catching against the rug, as Merlin bites down his neck. He cries out, body bowing, as Merlin sticks his tongue in his ear and gets a fist down his trousers.

There will be time later for taking time.

There will be time later, for giving Arthur every possible version of this.

Written for the @kinkalot ‘chastity device’ bingo square {600 words}

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scribbl @the-forbidden-forest

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Last sentence tag game

RULES: post the last sentence you wrote (fanfic/original/other) and tag as many people as there are words in the sentence.

Thank you for the tag @aemelia @poljupci @bradleysass @chiquita-3 @devious--muffin @upon-poppyhills

I am cheating since the last sentence I wrote was for super secret things. The last non-secret sentence was:

Arthur's name is a whispered sigh as Merlin spills over his stomach, his body alight with pleasure.

JFC I have to tag 17 people? Here goes. No pressure tag to share something: @thesongistheriver @the-forbidden-forest @fluffyunderneath @jelliewrites @phoenixortheflame @smugrobotics @thusspoketrish @lqtraintracks @toomuchplor @tessacrowley @itsphantasmagoria @faiell @draykray @clarev @kamaela @moondraconis @edieblakee

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Full Version with second panel on AO3 (NSFW, ALSO SNAKES)

Inspired by Draco Malfoy and the Multiverse of What the Fuck by @saxamophone ; Absolutely GOBBLED this fic up, you all should too:)

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scribbl @the-forbidden-forest

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Feel free to reblog to have more people to vote. Feel free to explain why you voted the way you did. DO NOT SENT ANON HATE FOR HOW PEOPLE VOTED.

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mirror, mirror 🪞 2k, rated E

One ancient magical artefact and an OH&S incident at work later, curse-breaking partners Harry and Draco suddenly find themselves in each other’s bodies. Whatever will they have to do to break the curse?

For the @drarrymicrofic prompt reflection.

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Kinkalot Moodboard # ... I have lost count

Prompt: Mutual Pining

Inspired by my microfic "A Hot, Heavy Weight" (700 words | E)

See the animated version on AO3

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prompt: favour

write a fic in 50 words (or more if the mood strikes you) and tag @merthurmicrofic so we can all enjoy your work! art, gifsets, essays, mood boards and so on are also welcome.

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My fave of your Drarry fics? I would have to say both “Something animal” and “Baby one more time” aka DJ Draco.

Held at gunpoint? Only one answer.

ONE OF THESE DAYS I'M GOING TO WRITE THAT LAST CHAPTER

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An awful, brilliant Tuesday 🛋️ 2.3k

Arthur wishes he'd been born blind. He wishes he was dead. He wishes, most of all, that he'd never been afflicted with the severe, mystery mental illness he's clearly suffering from, which had led him to believe that moving in with Morgana would be a good idea.

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Reblog if you're a fanfic writer and you wanna know what your followers' favorite story of yours is ❤

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— the hazards of love, the decemberists | longing @merthurmicrofic

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Train fic 💯

I can’t choose a favourite of your fics. They’re all my favourites. But if you held me at gunpoint…. Well, I’d knock it out of your hand and then hold YOU at gunpoint and make you fix what you broke in chapter [redacted]… 😂

I am hovering over a button that, when pushed, will erase all trace of my fics from the earth. All gone, even any backup copies that may have been downloaded. You can save one. Which do you save? (I'm going to be stabbed before I can hit the button, aren't I?)

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When Arthur boards the train—this time in Switzerland—for their second annual rail holiday, he is prepared for all manner of things.

He is prepared for the booking to go wrong—although this time, it doesn't.

He's prepared for the veritable circus that is almost 100% guaranteed when trapping three insane people—Merlin, Gwaine, Morgana—in a small enclosed space together for a week.

He is prepared for the cold.

He is prepared for Merlin not being prepared for the cold, and has packed extra thermals in his own luggage.

He's prepared to be personally and publicly mortified at least twenty times, given the presence of the afore-mentioned lunatics, who live to vex him, and who have on various occasions a) mooned an entire bus-load of senior citizens (Gwaine), b) gotten into a 3-on-1 bar fight (Merlin), and c) shaved half his eyebrow off (Morgana).

He is also prepared for a lot of fantastic, nostalgic train sex.

What he is not prepared for is this.

Merlin, turning to face him once they finish hiking along the ridge trail to Fronalpstock on their third day—wind blowing the dark curls from his face, the sky above and lake below both a vivid blue.

Merlin, getting down on one knee, Gwen screaming in delight behind him.

Merlin, pulling out a ring.

Prepare @merthurmicrofic + an unofficial sequel to @cbk1000's train fic {220 words}

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[Podfic] Tu-Bardh 🏇 10min 🏇 ao3

He wasn’t 100% sure what he was doing. He was 100% sure it was stupid.

Fic by me, illustration by @onepeppercorn.

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B.D.E. ⚔️ merlin/arthur ⚔️ 3.8k

Trust Merlin to mess up something as simple as having a penis.

written for @kinkalot + @merlinbingo