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  1. Public Bookmark 38

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    Arthur stared at him. Merlin stared back, taking in the ragged clothes, the blood, the faint beginnings of a beard that darkened his chin. Arthur’s hair was longer than it had been before, and he held himself stiffly, a tell-tale warning sign of broken ribs. Still, he was alive. 

    Written for Merthur Week 2025 Days 5 through 7.

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    25 Jun 2026

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    23 Jun 2026

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    Two years after Arthur's death, Merlin goes back to the beginning to save them all, whatever the cost.

    (AKA the great, big, wish-fulfilling, post-finale, fuck-it-fix-everything rewrite you always wanted.)

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    07 May 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 28

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    The man was beautiful. Hair as gold as dawn sunlight, eyes like the endless blue depths of a midsummer afternoon. His face was a marble angel’s, the lines of brow and cheek and jaw almost too mathematically perfect. Every good sculptor always knew to put in a flaw. His was in his front teeth, just a little too large, and it made Merlin dig his fingernails into his palms. He was lithe, muscular, dressed in black. Half-dressed - his jerkin was unbuttoned, his shirt open nearly to his navel, and he was missing a sock. His hair had the raked-through look of a man in crisis. His smile was dazzling and mad.

    “This,” he said, spreading his hands, “is the magnificent - nay, the opulent court of the Crown Prince of Camelot!”

    And then, very pleasantly - “Gaius, what the fuck is this?”

    OR - When Merlin goes to find Gaius, he's told that he's left Camelot. Tracing his would-be mentor, Merlin finds himself at a tumbledown castle on the edge of a hill. There are chickens, radishes, a knight who'd much rather focus on his squash and a strange voice calling in the night. And a secret hidden in the heart of Castle Perilous. The secret behind the most important rule: don't bleed.

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    30 Apr 2026

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    SHIT. (It's an exclamation not a condemnation I'm on the edge of my damn seat ‼️)AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

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    Sam looks at him for a long moment, scanning over him for signs of whatever emergency Dean's got his maybe-not-entirely-proverbial panties in a twist over.

    "De-aging spell…?" He asks after a minute, squinting at Dean's babyface. Dean laughs, just this side of hysterical.

    "Not—not exactly," he says.

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