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Arthur Pendragon is getting ready for what is supposed to be the happiest day of his life.
Camelot has spent weeks preparing for the royal wedding. The kingdom is celebrating, the castle has never looked finer, and in just a few hours Arthur will marry Guinevere and begin a new chapter as king.
Morgana Pendragon has plans of her own.
After witnessing Arthur’s desperate search for Merlin during his last disappearance, she comes to an interesting conclusion: Her brothers greatest weakness has nothing to do with his kingdom or his people.
It’s one hopelessly oblivious servant.
So, on the morning of Arthur’s wedding, Merlin vanishes.
Again.
Arthur is about to discover that everyone else is paying attention long before he is.
Inspired by a tiktok by @lilysward !!!
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04 Jul 2026
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Neteyam bắt đầu gọi Lo'ak bằng những biệt danh đầy âu yếm.
Cũng có thể nói như là, Lo'ak không phải đứa trẻ nhỏ nhất. Không còn nữa. Cậu bé không là con út của nhà Sully, nhưng đối với Neteyam, Lo'ak sẽ luôn là một em bé.
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02 Jul 2026
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That evening, their dinner consisted of only one fish. However, when Neteyam shared his portion of the fish with Lo'ak, then whispered to the boy, " Lo'ak, my dear little brother ," Lo'ak couldn't complain at all.
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I never was very good, I haven't been so good by ImNotEvenHere47
Fandoms: Avatar (Cameron Movies)
20 Jan 2026
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...And he does not know if it was Payakan’s banishment— a part of him, torn away– that tips the scale in his heart or if it was his father's words that broke him but either way he is certain
of his decision to die and sink into it again. To return his borrowed energy.Lo’ak will pull the trigger and shoot himself through the head and by the time the hour has passed, the water lapping at his knees now will have claimed him and he will be free of this.
(Or: Lo'ak doesn't throw away the gun that night, but manages to survive his shot against all odds. Everyone comes to know what he did. How will his parents react to it? How will Lo'ak feel, having failed his attempt? And is there a way to heal after such an occurrence- not just his body, but his mind, soul and relationship with his father?
I have a ton of painful feelings and hurt / comfort planned. I've loved all the fics on this so far... and here it is my way!)
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01 Jul 2026
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Neteyam had spent his entire life believing he would be the next leader of the clan—a strong, protective alpha everyone could rely on. But now, he is hidden away in the depths of a dark tent, isolated, drowning in shame, while his body turns into something he never wanted to be.
Lo’ak doesn’t understand what’s happening—only that his brother has never looked this fragile before. And when Neteyam clings to him in desperation, when the air grows thick with a suffocatingly sweet scent, Lo’ak realizes that something has irreversibly changed.
And he is changing along with it.Bookmarked by lemonsbubble
30 Jun 2026
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Anne and Gilbert, several weeks after 3x10. Follows the progression of their relationship shortly after they’ve become an item and covers the different stages of their relationship.
Warning: this is pretty much just shirbert smut.
Chapter 16 is now up!
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13 Dec 2024
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Anne was having a simply splendid day. Gilbert was to stay overnight in Charlottetown in order to assist on an operation in the early morning, and Anne had thought she would feel lonely and despondent without him, now that she had gotten so accustomed to his presence beside her every evening and night.
However, Cole had surprised her with a visit this morning, and she was having a joyous day with him. It had been so long since they last saw one another; this visit was long overdue.
They spent the morning catching up. Cole had recently returned from a visit to France with Diana’s Aunt Josephine; apparently the world of art there was like no other, and the people too.
Just from Cole’s vibrant descriptions, Anne could see him spending the rest of his days there in Paris. Especially after hearing of a tryst Cole had had with a Frenchman! Anne and him giggled over his stories of the peculiar, charming man who had been taken with him after seeing him in a restaurant. Oh, how she wanted this for her dear friend. Cole was delighted to inform her that he planned to return in only a month’s time, wanting to pursue the art scene there (and something, or someone, a little less professional, Anne secretly thought).
Anne was a little jealous; everything seemed to be so progressive and lively there! But she knew that even if she did ever visit, it would only be for a short while. Anne would always return to Avonlea; this she knew in her heart. Anne was a woman of excitement and adventure, but after so many years of not having a true home, she was going to hold onto the one she had found.
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Anne and Cole were giggling over some stupid story when he suddenly exclaimed, “That reminds me! I have a present for you, Anne Shirley! I brought it all the way from Paris.”
“From Paris! You truly shouldn’t have Cole, that is much too kind of you! I could never repay you.”
“Do not be preposterous, Anne! Friends do not repay one another. Besides, it is mostly from Aunt Jo; I’ll assure you that I played little part in picking it out.”
This confused Anne. What could it be? Cole places a simple white box in front of her, much like the kind one would find clothing packaged in. This excited Anne; as vain as she was, she took endless glee in pretty dresses.
Anne smiled up at Cole, giving him a sincere “Thank you,” before lifting the top off of the box. Inside, sure enough, was a beautiful, silky fabric trimmed with lace and dark blue, almost violet ribbons. She gasped, trailing her hand over the exquisite materials before lifting it up out of the package. This is where she became confused again, as the fabric surely was not all there.
“Cole?” She glanced up at him, completely befuddled at what she was holding.
He stood there clearly trying to stifle a laugh before completely failing. After calming his gasps and giggles at her heated glare, he explained, “It’s a French undergarment. They call it ‘lingerie’ there. It’s a new fad, meant to make underwear a little more... appealing. I thought it might be nice, you and Gilbert married now and everything.” He said the last part with an annoying smirk, wiggling his eyebrows at her.
Anne was at a loss for words. “Cole! This is extremely improper! Underwear is not meant to be...like this.”
“And why not? You’re always trying to push the boundaries, Anne. And it isn’t as though anyone but you and Gilbert will see it, right?”
“I- well, when you put it like that, it makes sense. But, what doesn’t make sense are all these straps! These do not look a thing like my bloomers.”
At that, Cole and Anne laughed, deciding to do somewhat of a fashion show for old times sake, like when Anne had gone to visit the church and needed to appear mature and womanly.