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Arthur’s first hunt of the season had been a successful one, likely because Merlin had declined to accompany him.
Arthur returns to Camelot to find that Merlin has been sentenced to the pyre for his crimes of sorcery.
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29 Oct 2025
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This is all Gwen's fault. Merlin never wanted a stupid smartphone in the first place. Now, he has a smartphone and a supercilious, posh git bullying him on Whatsapp. He really should block the prat.
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The one where Merlin doesn't block the prat and finds out that, maybe, smartphones aren't so bad after all.
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25 Oct 2025
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The irony wasn’t lost on Pete.
How he was hiding the fact that he'd mistakenly fucked Kinn’s biggest business rival…by continuing to fuck said rival.Or:
After an anonymous one night stand, Vegas is surprised to find out his mystery man is none other than Kinn’s most loyal assistant, Pete.
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21 Oct 2025
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“You’re not Kinn’s one and only, you know.”
Pete feels Vegas’s eyes flick to him, watching to catch a reaction. Pete almost feels sorry there’s none to give. “I’m not his drink of choice,” Pete agrees, “I’m what’s on tap.”
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Vegas has always delighted in Kinn's sloppy seconds - what if Pete was just that?
Alphabet Series: "s" is for "substitute"
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- Part 7 of KinnPorsche Alphabet Series
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21 Oct 2025
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“You should hit me,” Vegas says.
Even blind he knows he’s struck something, because the words hang like blood in the air. They snake back down his throat and settle in his lungs with a wet, heavy rightness that Vegas hasn’t felt all night. It would all be okay, he thinks, if Pete hit him. It wouldn’t remove him from his body; it would center him. And Pete’s fists can remold him better, punish him, free him from the filthy guilt-ridden jumble of what he is. They have before.
Vegas lifts his cheek and braces his jaw to take the blow.
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In which Vegas comes home drunk and speedruns setting off emotional landmines.Bookmarked by RobinPuck
21 Oct 2025