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  1. Public Bookmark 75

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    Arthur was twenty years old the first time he'd turned down Merlin's offer of marriage.

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    17 May 2019

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    When James Buchanan Barnes was born, every dog in Shelby, Indiana, howled for five minutes.

     

    [fusion with Tamora Pierce's Tortall books; no Tortall characters appear]

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    14 May 2019

  3. Public Bookmark 90

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    As he walked, he wondered if sleeping through seventy years and then waking up to find almost everyone he’d ever known or loved gone was preferable to living through each loss. They both sucked, he decided, but he knew he wouldn’t have traded the last few decades for anything in the world.

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    03 May 2019

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    No, and the third voice sounds like the dragon’s roar echoing through him, like the flow of magic in his veins held back too long. He is still himself. All of himself.

    He opens his eyes, and they are golden.

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    07 Feb 2019

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    He only first gets the idea that Arthur is one of those people who is stubborn and direct and uncomfortably honest when, after only three consecutive weeks of sitting a seat away from one another in their morning history uni course that meets on Tuesdays and Thursdays in the upper part of campus, Merlin is hailed with a pointed cough on the front steps of the anthropology building, and nearly trips trying to turn around. Arthur is sitting on the banister at the side—not sitting so much as lounging—lounging? it’s more like carefully leaning against—loitering—whatever. (Written for the royal wedding comment fic fest!)

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    11 Oct 2018