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    In this BBC documentary special, Philomena Cunk travels to the planet Erid to pose the questions no one else would even think to ask.

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    24 Jun 2026

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    the chronological compilation of all the 'do or do not' snippets and ficlets

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    When Obi-Wan dies by Anakin's hand, he expects that to be the end.

    It is not.

    When he opens his eyes again, all of thirteen but with forty extra years of experience, not even the dust, dread, and death on Melidaan can stand in his way. Obi-Wan had seen the worst that the galaxy had to offer twice over - he'll be damned if he lets everything happen the same way for the second time.

    Enter one Jedi Master Yan Dooku, the lynchpin to so many of the galaxy's darkest turns in the future-that-was. Torn between a Master who doesn't seem to want him and a man wearing the face of the Sith who had once tortured him, Obi-Wan makes a choice.

    Everything changes.

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    21 Jun 2026

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    “I can’t,” Simon pleaded, voice breaking. “Fuck, Ryland, I can’t, I can’t—”
    “Even if I want you to?” Grace asked, and Simon’s breath caught in his chest. “Let go, Simon. Whatever you want to do to me, I’m game.”
    “Don’t say that. Fuck, don’t say that. You don’t know what you’re asking for.”
    “Don't discredit me. I know what I want.”
    Simon jerked away from him with a snarl. “You’re gonna get hurt. I can’t control myself.”
    “Then let me help you.

    Four months ago, the Eridians found a human welded into a metal box on the bottom of an ocean made of human blood, and somehow that's not the weirdest thing about the man. Even after they let him out of quarantine, he doesn't talk much, and Grace keeps a cordial but distant relationship with him--until he gets sick with some mystery illness and Grace gets tasked with helping him recover, because surely he knows what to do. (Spoiler alert: he doesn't. But he figures it out.)

    Chapter 1: relatively innocent sick fic
    Chapter 2: *laughs*

    edit 7/9/26: now with a sequel!

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    05 Jun 2026

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    “I’m leaving.” Merlin says, because this situation already cost him his Duolingo streak, and he’s too tired to deal with Arthur when the food Gaius is serving him looks like it belongs on a list of war crimes committed by the Canadian soldiers.

    “Where to?” His mentor asks, and Merlin shrugs, before going to his room and packing his bag.

    “India. Gaius, I have decided I don’t give a damn, especially not when having to eat that bland food. I’ll be back in three months, make sure Arthur doesn’t die when I’m out.”

    “Merlin!” And maybe, if he was younger and didn’t travel back to the past last month, he would’ve actually cared about the ‘eyebrow of disapproval’.

     

    Or, a 1500yo Merlin gets zapped to the past during his vacation to Cuba. You’d think he’s happy to see Arthur again. He’s not.

    (Qpr Merthur people, read the tags)

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    13 May 2026

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    “You-” Ygraine said, stepping up to point a finger in Uther’s face. “You are a liar and a murderer. The fact you think someone as sweet and caring as Vivienne is destined to marry you is a tragedy in itself, but if you expect me to hand over my brother’s rightful claim to Camelot’s throne-”

    My claim to Camelot’s throne,” Uther threw back, face growing more red as Arthur looked between his parents in utter bewilderment. Merlin didn’t blame him. He had envisioned Uther and Ygraine’s love story to be more… well, less based in war and battles.

    Ygraine’s eyes narrowed as she grabbed a goblet of wine and threw it in Uther’s face. A few of the guards shifted, but Uther only raised a hand to pause them, spitting out the wine with furious eyes.

    “You,” Ygraine said coldly. “Are unworthy to sit upon a stool, let alone a throne.”

    From a few feet away, Balinor scoffed as he sipped from his own goblet. “I kind of like having her as a hostage, Uther. She livens up the place.”

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    In a desperate attempt to save Arthur at Camlann, Merlin tries to reverse time. It works perhaps a tad too well.

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    08 May 2026