my heart fills with happiness
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Morgana opened the door to reveal Leon’s smiling face, Gwen hanging on one of his arms. They noticed the wine with narrowed eyes as Morgana dramatically poured herself a glass three sizes too big without uttering a word to suggest why.
“What –?” Leon’s face scrunched up in confusion.
“Arthur,” Morgana declared, gulping down too much wine at once in order to prepare herself for the bone-chilling announcement, “is bringing his new boyfriend over tonight.”
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“I just don’t understand why they removed the wisest teeth I have,” Merlin whines.
“True, you were barely wise to begin with,” muses Arthur. “No, don’t cry, I didn’t mean it-”
-Merlin gets his wisdom teeth removed. It's a difficult few days for everyone.
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The Golden Age has come to pass in Camelot, everyone is settling into their new normal.
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The Court Sorcerer's New Clothes by TheCourtSorcerer for AeonTheDimensionalGirl
Fandoms: Merlin (TV)
12 May 2021
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“Merlin!” His shoulders jumped slightly as he was yanked out of his train of thought by a second call of his name. His eyes moved to look at Arthur to his right, and he tilted his head.
“What, Arthur?” He sighed. The King was frowning in bemusement as he stared at Merlin’s arm—the side of his shoulder specifically.
“Why’ve you got flowers on your shirt?”
Merlin faltered, a light heat rising to his cheeks as he realized what Arthur was referring to. He hadn’t realized he’d grabbed that shirt! He had been so tired…
“I, ah,” he cleared his throat before looking away, trying to appear nonchalant. “I like flowers.”
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Merlin has a secret habit.
Or, more accurately, a coping mechanism.
Embroidery.
Whenever he feels anxious, doubtful, insecure, homesick, angry, even happy or excited, lovestruck… He grabs the needle and thread, and carefully—meticulously—sews his emotions into his clothes. Clothes, of course, that he never wears! His secret would not be so secret, after all!
Until one day, tired and rushing, he grabs a shirt without looking, and Arthur sees them.
The daisies on his arm.
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- Part 14 of Titles From My Mutuals
- Part 61 of Merthur Short Fics & One-Shots
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The root of the whole thing was this: Zoro had a big, fat stupid crush of Sanji that had been going on for the better part of two years. It was just the kind of bullshit Zoro didn't need in his life, but who’d have thought Sanji from goddamn home economics class could kick like a mule with a black belt? Zoro hadn’t, not until he had gotten into an argument with the blonde over how to properly clean the school's dented, shitty frying pan. He’d called the guy a priss, and the next thing he knew he was blinking up at the ceiling with a bruise the size of a baseball and a newfound understanding of teenage hormones.