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“Merlin, what is in your hair?” Gaius asks - rather judgmentally, Merlin thinks. It’s not as though Gaius can turn into a bird, making his opinion irrelevant. Everyone’s opinions shall now be irrelevant to him unless they can turn into birds, he decides. He puts a hand to his hair and feels a leaf.
(So this is a very canon-inaccurate sort of re-telling, with some big divergences, minus a dragon or prophecy or two)
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After a gruesome war finally comes to treaty, it is decided that the King of Piltover will take a bride from Zaun.
Viktor isn't expecting to be a candidate.
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The rune chews them up and spits them out.
Jayce takes Viktor and runs.
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After a few minutes, Robert glanced toward the showers, then back at Waterboy. "You look like you could use a cooldown. A shower might help wash it all away - literally, in your case." He grinned, the expression fond and teasing. Innocently, he kept his hand on Waterboy's shoulder, the other reaching for the front zipper of the wetsuit. "Here, let me give you a hand with that. These things stick like glue when they're wet."
Waterboy's eyes widened, his mouth opening in a frantic attempt to warn him. "W-wait, Robert, I-I don't- Hold on, i-it’s, it's not-" But Robert's voice overlapped his stutters, warm and reassuring as he tugged the zipper down a few inches. "Relax. We've all been there. Just breathe."
Ziiip.
The zipper slid smoothly at first, exposing a strip of pale skin.. And then, Robert froze. There, trailing down from Waterboy's navel, was a faint happy trail of dark hair, leading southward without any barrier. No boxers, no briefs, nothing. It made sense, in hindsight - The guy was a constant fountain; underwear would just turn into a soggy mess. But logic didn't prepare Robert for the sight, his hand still gripping the zipper tab, eyes locked on that unexpected reveal.
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15 Dec 2025
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Next to him, Bruce shifted slightly in his chair. A hand drifted down to his hip, nudging absently at a handprint Clark could see hidden under the thin fabric of his t-shirt.
Bruce let out a subaudible sigh, eyes fluttering. The stylus snapped in half in Clark’s hand, scattering metal and plastic across the table.
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- Part 2 of because the night
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19 Oct 2025