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Based on a post I found on Insta, Uther notices a bunch of problems that could only be solved by magic spontaneously finding themselves taken care of around Arthur, and concludes that it must be due to Arthur's magical conception. Chaos ensues.
Everything interesting happens around a fire for some reason
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when the truth comes out by ingberry for Emjayelle, Cori Lannam (corilannam), giselleslash, asya_ana
Fandoms: Merlin (TV)
11 Sep 2013
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When Arthur wakes up from surgery, completely loopy from the anesthetics, he doesn’t recognise Merlin, but thinks he's really quite lovely.
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25 Jan 2026
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“I’m the king,” Arthur says grumpily, swallowing around the stone that has settled in his throat, “I can wear what I want.”
“What about what I want?”
“I’m the king,” Arthur repeats slowly, since Merlin is being particularly thick, “and so you can also wear what I want.”
Or, Arthur dresses Merlin, which goes about as well as you would expect.
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23 Jan 2026
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The next time Arthur doesn’t say thank you, Gwaine puts his hand on Merlin’s back, stroking down the long length of it, from the short curls of hair at the nape of his neck to the neat cinch of his waist.
“Thanks,” he praises, throwing a wink to an agape Arthur as he does. It’s wonderful.
So wonderful, in fact, that for the next fortnight, for every brusque word that spills from Arthur’s lips, Gwaine spills three sweet ones.
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23 Jan 2026
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Will chewed on his bottom lip as he actually considered.
Maybe there was a way to give himself some relief and both of them some entertainment. Being able to see ahead, he’d noticed there hadn’t been any cars in either direction for a while now. He’d checked the map recently too, there was nothing for Mike to do but keep cruising straight for miles.
Nice and simple.
or: the Byler road head fic
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23 Jan 2026