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To Merlin, there were two types of cops.
There were those who went into law enforcement as they were drawn to the promise of power, and then there were those who went into law enforcement as something, at some point, had gone terribly wrong in their lives.
And for the longest time, Merlin thought one Constable Pendragon fit snugly into the former.
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22 Jul 2025
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“You-” Ygraine said, stepping up to point a finger in Uther’s face. “You are a liar and a murderer. The fact you think someone as sweet and caring as Vivienne is destined to marry you is a tragedy in itself, but if you expect me to hand over my brother’s rightful claim to Camelot’s throne-”
“My claim to Camelot’s throne,” Uther threw back, face growing more red as Arthur looked between his parents in utter bewilderment. Merlin didn’t blame him. He had envisioned Uther and Ygraine’s love story to be more… well, less based in war and battles.
Ygraine’s eyes narrowed as she grabbed a goblet of wine and threw it in Uther’s face. A few of the guards shifted, but Uther only raised a hand to pause them, spitting out the wine with furious eyes.
“You,” Ygraine said coldly. “Are unworthy to sit upon a stool, let alone a throne.”
From a few feet away, Balinor scoffed as he sipped from his own goblet. “I kind of like having her as a hostage, Uther. She livens up the place.”
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In a desperate attempt to save Arthur at Camlann, Merlin tries to reverse time. It works perhaps a tad too well.
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22 Jul 2025
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“You’re a single male in a pub whose friends are trying to find him a girl to shag, and you’re not happy about it. When looking for an escape route, you ignore the myriad of other singletons here and head straight for me, the undeniably gorgeous and evidently rich man at the bar. You also haven’t heard of Morgana le Fay. You, my friend, are by all means a raving homosexual.”
Or, how Merlin found the worst anti-wingman in the world, but did manage to avoid the Arbonne representative.
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04 Jun 2025
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Thou shalt not fuck your best mate’s dad.
And to Merlin’s credit, he doesn’t just bend Gwaine’s dad over the nearest surface and go at it with him the minute his son sets foot on the train bound for Edinburgh.
That would be far too simple, too easy to dismiss or write off as temporary madness, scratching a decades-long itch.
It’s more complicated than that.
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