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    Merlin visits Lake Avalon every year on the anniversary of Arthur's death. Every year, he makes the same wish - that he would once again be reunited with Arthur.

    Merlin lies down in the grassy outcrop that replaced the dried up lake and dreams of Arthur. He still thinks he's dreaming when Lake Avalon fills back up with thrashing, frigid water and threatens to take him away from the land of the living.

    When Merlin is drowning, he dreams of Arthur's face. He dreams that he feels Arthur's strong arms holding him once again, pulling him from the grasp of the lake and onto the safety of the shoreline.

    Merlin still thinks he's dreaming when Arthur speaks to him and reassures him that he's here to stay. It's almost too real for Merlin to handle.

    But, what if it wasn't a dream, after all?

    *updating as I write*

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    26 Jun 2025

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    Arthur Pendragon has spent his whole life untouched—by kindness, by desire, or anything resembling real intimacy. It never mattered. Not until a certain annoying manservant came to Camelot—Merlin—who disregarded all strict royal etiquette and showed no restraint when it came to sudden, reckless displays of affection. Now, there’s something impossible in the space between them, something Arthur doesn’t know how to name—only that he aches to close the distance.

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    A slow-burn touched-starved Arthur Pendragon story.

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    Guys, there was only one bed.

    Guys, some obscure quest in the cold far-up mountains made them "huddle for warmth".

    Guys, they might give in to this farm fantasy of theirs.

    Can't I just put all the tropes in there?

    This fic is rated MSI for Maximum Self Indulgence.

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  3. Public Bookmark 53

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    "Haven't you ever.... you know, been curious?"

    "What? No," said Remus, too quickly.

    "Oh, come on," he continued. "I've seen the way you look at Black. Sometimes I've the urge to wipe the drool off your chin."

    **update Jan 11, 2025** I'm back. I'm here and I'm writing and I am going to finish this fic so help me god.

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    05 Mar 2025

  4. Public Bookmark 1

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    Of course, any space in which teenagers spend a sufficient amount of their time would reek of all possible smells. Perfume, hairspray, not enough deodorant and a slight smell of sweat, respectively.

    Remus Lupin had the misfortune of living life as a werewolf and smelling scents more secret and intimate than the scents of aftershave and body potions. He was not only forced to endure torture of transformation every full moon, but also spend most of his time in a closed space with a turbulent mixture of smells and emotions of his peers.

    Delight. Nervousness. Excitement. Arousal. Unreleased tension. And even already released tension. Wait… what? It can’t be…

    Remus narrowed his eyes suspiciously. Yep. There he is. Sirius Black with a smug face and…quite unclear but… is that a scent of spunk on his skin?… Bloody slag…

    “..you must be kidding”

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  5. Public Bookmark 23

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    “You had fun last night,” Remus says, and the words sound a little too careful, like it's not really what he meant to say. Sirius closes his eyes. Thinks about the man’s hands on his waist. Thinks about how it felt like nothing. Thinks about lips on his. Thinks about wishing they were someone else’s.

    “Yeah,” he says, frustrated. He didn’t come here for this. He doesn’t know what he came here for.

    “Was he a good kisser?” Remus asks, lifting an eyebrow. Sirius wants to throttle him, a bit.

    “He…” Sirius frowns, huffing sharply as he turns his gaze out the window. He’s quiet. Remus doesn’t press. And fuck him, honestly. Fuck him for acting jealous and not doing something about it. Fuck him for pretending none of it even happened the next day. Finally, Sirius takes in a deep breath. What does he have left to lose?

    “Do you think you’re a good kisser, Remus?”

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    Or: The Marauders and co. visit California post Hogwarts graduation and Remus and Sirius finally work their shit out <3

    pls be gentle with me I have never posted anything here and the internet is terrifying but I really do love these tragic little guys!!

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    03 Dec 2024