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Some older fics
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kinkme_merlin a while back and finally remembered them and decided to cross-post to AO3. I actually rather like all of these, not least because they were the few little bright sparks of fic I wrote in a long, long period of writer's block.
Firelight - Arthur/Merlin pre-slash, PG - The crackle of the fire was the loudest sound in the chill of the night. Above them, the sky was clear, stars blazing in the darkness, and the frost was biting down. It was too early in the year for snow, but the earth was like steel beneath Merlin's feet, so cold he could feel it through the thin soles of his shoes. The wood he had piled up before dusk was already glittering and he was getting quite proficient at throwing it into the fire really fast, so the frost didn't have time to melt all over his bare fingers.
Solace - Arthur/Merlin pre-slash, teen - It's a long time after the battle before Arthur has the chance to sleep. There's walls to be secured in the captured fort, captives to be imprisoned and questioned, wounded men who need to see their commander still standing and the dying who need a hand on theirs as night falls. By the time things are starting to calm down, he's swaying on his feet.
Per Ardua Ad Astra - Doctor Who Crossover, Arthur/Merlin, Amy/Rory, long years of waiting, PG - Merlin knew about the others, of course, about all the sleepers: not just Arthur, but Drake snuggled down in some Sussex hammock, the nameless king under Alderley Edge, and the sleeper under Cardiff's rift (who had also been a memorable back alley shag in 1873, but that was time travel for you).
kinkme_merlin a while back and finally remembered them and decided to cross-post to AO3. I actually rather like all of these, not least because they were the few little bright sparks of fic I wrote in a long, long period of writer's block.Firelight - Arthur/Merlin pre-slash, PG - The crackle of the fire was the loudest sound in the chill of the night. Above them, the sky was clear, stars blazing in the darkness, and the frost was biting down. It was too early in the year for snow, but the earth was like steel beneath Merlin's feet, so cold he could feel it through the thin soles of his shoes. The wood he had piled up before dusk was already glittering and he was getting quite proficient at throwing it into the fire really fast, so the frost didn't have time to melt all over his bare fingers.
Solace - Arthur/Merlin pre-slash, teen - It's a long time after the battle before Arthur has the chance to sleep. There's walls to be secured in the captured fort, captives to be imprisoned and questioned, wounded men who need to see their commander still standing and the dying who need a hand on theirs as night falls. By the time things are starting to calm down, he's swaying on his feet.
Per Ardua Ad Astra - Doctor Who Crossover, Arthur/Merlin, Amy/Rory, long years of waiting, PG - Merlin knew about the others, of course, about all the sleepers: not just Arthur, but Drake snuggled down in some Sussex hammock, the nameless king under Alderley Edge, and the sleeper under Cardiff's rift (who had also been a memorable back alley shag in 1873, but that was time travel for you).
