13 January 2013 @ 08:55 pm
Title: Overdrive
Author: [livejournal.com profile] millionstar
Pairing: Arthur/Merlin, AU
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Two men, one backseat.
Warnings: Smut, language
Word Count: 510
Prompt: #40 / Leather
Author's Note: This can possibly be seen as a continuation of Two Sides, in which Merlin received a particular piece of clothing as a gift.

What? Not a fan of leather? )
 
 
09 January 2013 @ 11:00 pm
Author: [livejournal.com profile] inspired_being
Title: One Who Makes Me Whole
Rating: G
Pairing/s: Arthur/Merlin
Character/s: Arthur
Summary: Arthur is looking for the perfect ring.
Warnings: None
Word Count: 562
Prompt: #39 Silver
Author's Notes: Sorry it took me so long to get this up. My life has been more hectic than I expected (though I should know better by now…). For this prompt I was inspired by my cousin getting married on the weekend just past and lots of wedding/engagement talk.

One Who Makes Me Whole )
~*inspired being*~
 
 
Current Music: I've finally found someone
Current Mood: sleepy
 
 
09 January 2013 @ 01:00 pm
Prompt #39: Silver-Master List


A great start to the year with successful prompt given to us by [livejournal.com profile] bunnysworld We are so happy and excited. Please check these wonderful drawbles and drabbles that were created for our first prompt of the year. And don’t forget to leave them your love, they all deserve it!

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Masterlist for Prompt #39: Silver )
 
 
09 January 2013 @ 11:06 am
Author: [livejournal.com profile] hpfangirl71
Title: Ten Bits of Silver Equals Magic
Rating: NC 17
Pairing/s: Arthur/Merlin
Character/s: Arthur, Merlin, and mention of Uther
Summary: Arthur picks up a boy for the evening and gets far more than he bargained for.
Warnings: Rentboy!fic, Prostitution, Sexually Explicit, Unexpected Sex Magic and might be slightly AU.
Word Count:970
Prompt: #39: Silver
Author's Notes: My first attempt at this genre for this fandom so I hope it doesn't come off as corny and if a good enough prompt beckons, there might be a sequel to this. <3  Note to the mods:I know this is late but I'm hoping I've missed the masterlist and can sneak it in just this once but I'll understand if not.



Arthur watched the street walkers from across the cobblestones. )

 
 
Current Mood: blah
Current Music: It's Time by Imagine Dragons
 
 
Author: [livejournal.com profile] k_nightfox
Title: The Flash of Thought (Invention's Mother is Necessity)
Rating: G
Pairing/s:
Character/s:Merlin, Arthur
Summary: When the burden of his memories becomes too great, Merlin finds a way to cope.
Warnings: none
Word Count: 1k
Prompt:#39 - Silver
Author's Notes: OK, for the Harry Potter fans out there, you will recognize what' Merlin's invented here. I followed the visuals as depicted in the films, not the books.

(I do apologize if this isn't entirely coherent, once again I find myself under the influence of my dubious friend Percocet ;-)

Also, I MUST give credit to [livejournal.com profile] rocknvaughn for putting the Pensieve idea in my head. Thanks bb!

 
 
09 January 2013 @ 02:48 am
Author: [livejournal.com profile] judin
Title: Endure
Rating: PG (Series rating: R)
Pairing/s: Arthur/Merlin
Character/s: Merlin, Gwen, (Arthur, Leena and Enid).
Summary: Merlin's thoughts run free while his body stands bound.
Warnings: Angst, issues of rape.
Word Count: 1731
Prompt: #39 Silver
Author's Notes: This chapter was written kind of fast, so please let me know if there are any mistakes.

You can find the rest of this series on AO3, or here at Camelot Drabble.

OBS! This is not the chapter that follows "They will fall like leaves"! Chapter 10 is "Into the silence" (at AO3), which was written over the holidays. Below you find chapter 11.



Endure )
 
 
08 January 2013 @ 08:41 pm
Author: [livejournal.com profile] rocknvaughn
Title: One Night at the Tavern
Rating: PG (for language)
Pairing/s: None (canon implied)
Character/s: Merlin, Arthur, Gwaine
Summary: Sometimes prattish kings need to be taught a lesson...
Warnings:None
Word Count: ~ 1,800 (hey, my other one was short!)
Prompt: #39 ~ Silver
Author's Notes:  Set between S4 and S5. Come on... that tavern scene from 5X12 couldn't have been the first time Merlin and Arthur went to the tavern together, now could it? Also claiming this story for my "Game Night" square on my Trope Bingo card! 1 down, 24 to go! :D


One Night at the Tavern

Merlin…” Arthur’s voice was a warning.

“No.”

Arthur tried a more wheedling tone. “Merlin.”

“Arthur, no. I don’t want to go.”

“Yes, you do,” Arthur insisted stubbornly.

“No, I don’t!”

“Come on, Merlin. Why not? It’s not like you aren’t at the tavern every other day of the week…”

Actually, he wasn’t…but Arthur didn’t know that. The king blamed all his disappearances on the tavern these days, despite evidence to the contrary. Merlin sighed deeply when he realized that he probably wasn’t going to get out of this.

“Arthur…” Merlin whined.

“Merlin, you know it’s good for morale if I show up at the tavern once in a while.”

“Good for whose morale?” Merlin muttered disgruntledly.

Arthur gave him that look. Merlin shut up.

As if sensing that Merlin’s resolve was wavering, Arthur wrapped a steering arm across his friend’s shoulder. “That’s it; you’re going. And I hope you brought a full purse. I’m looking forward to winning your pay back tonight.”

Merlin rolled his eyes, let out a long-suffering sigh, and let himself be dragged through the door of The Rising Sun.

~ ~ ~

Two hours and five pints of mead later, Merlin was face-to-face across a gaming table from Arthur.

The pleasant wooliness in his brain and the haze around the edges of his vision told Merlin he probably should have stopped at four pints…perhaps even three. But first Gwaine and then Arthur had egged him on, called him a lightweight (which he was…but it wasn’t nice of them to call attention to it)…and, stubbornly, he couldn’t let the teasing stand. Instead, down went pints four and five and now Merlin was more than a little tipsy and giddier than he had a right to be.

Of course, Arthur wasn’t faring much better. The unnatural glaze to his eyes and flush to his cheeks testified to that. Still, he wasn’t so far gone that his voice slurred…only drunk enough to be exponentially more annoying and prattish than usual.

“Come on, Merlin… Ante up! I’ve got more of your money to win…” Arthur slapped his stack of six silver coins into the betting bowl and raised an imperious eyebrow at his manservant until he did the same.

And, fuck, if Arthur wasn’t the luckiest bastard Merlin had ever seen! If he didn’t know his master better, he’d call Arthur out for cheating. But Arthur would never cheat; he would win honestly and just be a smug arse and rub it in Merlin’s face instead.

It wasn’t long before Merlin’s stack of coin had dwindled considerably, the way it always seemed to do when he got roped into these “boys night out” evenings with Arthur.  Thank goodness that Gwen almost always found a way to spirit Arthur’s winnings back to her friend, or else Merlin would probably be destitute by now.

The more Arthur won, the cockier he got. He picked up his mug and downed the rest of his mead in one swig, banging the empty container onto the table with a thud. Then, with a shit-eating grin plastered to his ruddy-cheeked face, Arthur shook the dice cup an inch from Merlin’s nose and called, “Seven…” as the dice rolled out: a five and a two.

Arthur crowed in delight as he scooped the silver coins out of the bowl and stacked them precariously on his side of the table. Then he bowed to the clapping crowd that had gathered around to watch the progress of the match between king and manservant.

Merlin felt the tips of his ears burn hot with embarrassment. He’d walked into the tavern with a pocketful of coin; now he only had ten silver left to last him the next month. If Gwen didn’t take pity on him again, Merlin would be lucky if he could subsist on that. And it rankled even more that he’d lost it back to the man who’d paid it to him in the first place!

His pleasant buzz now sobering to frustration, Merlin scooped up the remaining coins and grunted, “That’s it. I’m done…” and turned to storm out.

But before he got three steps from the table, Arthur’s voice taunted, “Oh, what’s the matter, Merlin, you great girl’s petticoat! Can’t take the fact that you are as useless at dice as you are as my manservant? Or are you just afraid of me?”

An unnatural hush fell over the patrons of the pub. Even to them, it seemed as if the king had taken the insulting banter the two often engaged in one step too far.

Merlin’s expression turned thunderous. Instantly, his memory dredged up a similar moment played out in the market of the Lower Town eight years before: a prattish prince that needed taking down a peg or two. And now, as then, he was just the warlock to do it.

“Afraid of you?” Merlin turned on his heel and speared Arthur with a mutinous look. “Never.” Chin up and back ramrod-straight, Merlin stalked back to the table and slammed all ten coins into the betting bowl. Then he leaned across the table and hissed, “Ante up…” at Arthur through clenched teeth.

Arthur stepped back, shocked at Merlin’s response to what he meant to be friendly teasing. He frowned, trying to remember exactly what he’d said. Whatever it was, it was clear that Merlin didn’t find it funny. “Merlin,” he said hesitantly. “You don’t really have to…”

Merlin’s stormy expression grew darker. “I said. Ante. Up.”

Strangely cowed by Merlin’s aggressive behavior, Arthur picked up ten silver coins and placed them into the bowl.

Even with his mind clouded by alcohol, Merlin knew what he was about to do was stupid. The magic he had to use to protect Arthur or Camelot was dangerous enough to his health, let alone use it for something as petty as this. The last thing he needed was to expose his gift playing at dice in a packed tavern. But Merlin was hurt and angry because he was certainly not a coward, and the pain of not being appreciated got the better of him.

He picked up his dice cup and let the magic flow through his veins and along the surface of his skin. Merlin closed his eyes and, under the guise of blowing into the dice cup for luck, whispered the spell: Hieran!

His face was the picture of fierce determination as the dice rolled out. “Ten.”

When the dice stopped tumbling, a pair of fives stared up at the ceiling.

Before the hooting catcalls had even begun to die down, Merlin said sharply, “Again.” He tapped his fingers on the side of the bowl to indicate he was leaving his winnings in the pot.

In stunned silence, Arthur slid twenty silver coins on top of Merlin’s winnings.

Merlin blew his whispered spell onto the dice. As they tumbled out of the cup, he called, “Eight.”

Arthur’s mouth gaped open as the dice came up double fours.

Men around them cheered and a few even came up and patted Merlin on the back. Arthur rolled his eyes.

A tiny smile cocked the corner of Merlin’s mouth. “Again,” he said, leaving his coins where they were.

Both of Arthur’s eyebrows raised in astonishment. “What?”

A cheeky grin blossomed on Merlin’s face as his eyes twinkled. “Ante up, Sire…” he said, tapping the bowl’s lip.

Shaking his head in disbelief, Arthur counted out forty silver and heaped them onto the mound of coins. A moment later, he swore under his breath as Merlin’s “Nine,” materialized as a six and three.

Merlin waited until all the hooting and celebrating around them died down before he asked, “Had enough, my Lord?”

Arthur glared at his friend for a long moment before he barked out a laugh. “Why? You going to try for four in a row, Merlin? Not even you are that stupid…”

Merlin’s eyes narrowed at the jibe. Cabbage head, he thought. When will he ever learn? “Care to put your money where your mouth is, Sire?”

Arthur’s eyes widened to the size of saucers. “You…Merlin, you can’t be serious!”

In response, Merlin slowly tapped the side of the betting bowl. A collective gasp filled the air around them.

“Merlin, I don’t even have eighty silver left!”

Merlin shrugged. “That’s all right, Sire. You can owe me the rest. After all, I do know where you live…”

Gwaine’s guffaw could be heard in the background, but the two men were focused only on each other.

“This is crazy!” Arthur cried, trying to make his friend see reason. “Merlin, the chances of you rolling four straight…”

“Are the same they are every time I roll,” Merlin finished. Cocking a Gaius-like eyebrow at the king, he goaded in much the same manner Arthur had done, “What’s the matter, Sire… are you scared you’ll lose to your manservant?”

Arthur straightened his shoulders self-consciously, “No.”

“Then prove it.”

Defiantly, Arthur scooped up the remainder of his silver and plopped it onto the tray. “Fine. Do it. But don’t come crying to me when you’ve got no money for anything this month…”

Both of Merlin’s eyebrows rose at the surly challenge in Arthur’s voice. He kept his eyes trained on Arthur’s face, except for the brief moment when he closed his eyes to cast his magic. “Two.”

The roar of the assembled crowd was deafening as the dice landed on double ones.  Merlin hooted with glee and pumped his fists into the air triumphantly. The next moment Gwaine surged forward to pick his friend up at the knees and jostled him in the air in celebration. “Good on you, mate! Good on you!” he cried with a laugh, setting Merlin down again before they both toppled over.

Arthur ruefully shook his head, but accepted the well-meaning consolatory pats on the back from some of the other patrons. Gwaine rounded the table, slung an overly-friendly arm around the king’s shoulder and teased, “Seeing as you’re out of coin, Princess…let me buy you a pity drink!”

Merlin chuckled as he opened his coin purse and collected his winnings. He could barely pull the strings taut, it was so full. He gave Arthur one nod of rebellious satisfaction and headed for the door.

Once Merlin had placed his hand on the door latch, he stopped, turned around, and stared at Arthur. Almost as if he could feel his servant’s eyes on him, Arthur turned and met Merlin’s eye. The room quieted into an uneasy silence as they waited for what would come next.

“You know…” Merlin pondered aloud in a tone that sounded way too amused to be innocent, “I may be a girl’s petticoat, but I still beat the smalls off of you, my Lord…” And as raucous laughter surrounded him, Merlin bowed in mock-salute and stumbled out the door into the night.



 
 
08 January 2013 @ 08:09 pm
Author: [livejournal.com profile] luxorien
Title: Wings of War
Rating: PG
Pairing/s: N/A
Character/s: Merlin, Arthur
Summary: Faced with a threat greater than any Camelot has ever known, Merlin searches other worlds for a magic strong enough to defend the kingdom.
Warnings: N/A
Word Count: 240
Prompt: #39 Silver
Author's Notes: This is what happens when I play Darksiders on drabble day.

Wings of War )
 
 
07 January 2013 @ 10:36 pm
Title: Refraction
Author: [livejournal.com profile] millionstar
Pairing: Merlin/Arthur
Rating: R
Warnings: Language, angst, unpleasant themes.
Summary: Reflection in the wake of an unexpected occurrence.
Word Count: 966
Disclaimer: Don't own Merlin or Arthur, the BBC & Shine do. No profit is being made and this is fiction.
Prompt: #39, Silver
Author's Note: I wanted to try my hand at something, well, dark and unpleasant. Dunno if I succeeded or not, but it was fun to write.


...filled with sparkling light, yet utterly devoid of grace )
 
 
06 January 2013 @ 09:12 pm
Author: [livejournal.com profile] vexena_sky
Title: The Queen's moon
Rating: G
Pairing/s: Arthur/Gwen
Character/s: Arthur, Gwen, mention of Merlin
Summary: It's been some years sincesince Arthur's deadand Gwen is taking care about the kingdom. But it's not always easy and sometimes she wishes herself back...
Warnings: much Romance, Spoiler for 5x13
Word Count: 788
Prompt: Silver
Author's Notes: It's been such a joy to write again and I thank you for the inspiration. I hope you like this!

He is in the breath of every human, in the strength of every stone in this kingdom. )
 
 
06 January 2013 @ 07:06 pm
Author: [livejournal.com profile] weepingwillow9
Title: Snowfall
Rating: PG
Pairing/s: Gwaine/Lancelot
Character/s: Gwaine, Lancelot
Summary: It's a cold night out, and Gwaine never wants to leave
Warnings: None
Word Count: 985
Prompt: Silver
Author's Notes: So this comes from my headcanon for the menage a quatre verse where before Gwaine meets any of the rest of them he has a Dirty Dancing esque affair with his little sister's ski instructor. Making the ski instructor Lance was just fun :D Lyrics from Coldplay

......... )
 
 
Current Mood: artistic
 
 
05 January 2013 @ 10:16 pm
Author: [livejournal.com profile] rocknvaughn
Title:Splitting Hairs
Rating: G
Pairing/s: None
Character/s Arthur and Merlin
Summary: A snippet of conversation from a lazy afternoon in Camelot's Golden Age.
Warnings:  None
Word Count: 350
Prompt: #39 ~ Silver
Author's Notes:   Post Magic Reveal, Canon AU. I think the Holiday Exchange fic I wrote for [livejournal.com profile] mushroomtale last week inspired this little ficlet. :D


A warm spring day in Camelot found the High King and his Court Sorcerer out on the battlements. They stood side by side and idly watched the goings on in the market of the Lower Town. People milled about, shopped for wares, stopped to chat and otherwise made the most of the unseasonably pleasant weather.

After several minutes of fond observation of his subjects, Arthur turned to lean his hip against the stone wall and instead studied Merlin’s profile. It spoke to the men’s close connection that Arthur’s staring did not discomfort Merlin in the slightest as his sharp cerulean eyes still followed the movements below.

“Merlin?” Arthur spoke at last.

“Hmmm?” Merlin responded, his eyes still fixed on the streets beneath them, his voice sounding far away and distracted.

Arthur crossed his arms across his chest and smirked. “I thought you told me you were supposed to be immortal, Merlin.”

A crease of confusion appeared between Merlin’s eyebrows as he finally turned his head to meet Arthur’s eyes. “Yes, I did. Why?”

“Well, if you’re so immortal, what’s the meaning of this, then?” Arthur pointed his finger at the side of Merlin’s head, ran it lightly along his friend’s temple and traced the streaks of silver that blended with the ebony.

“What’s the meaning of what, Arthur?”

“You’re going grey, Merlin!” Arthur chuckled, highly amused. “Is this your attempt at finally looking distinguished?”

Merlin’s eyes twinkled and his lips twitched. “Oh, that…” he said, just a bit too innocently to be believed. He patted Arthur on the shoulder sympathetically before his own slender finger prodded at the King’s sideburns. “I just didn’t want you to feel alone in your agedness, Sire…”

By the time Arthur had processed the fact that Merlin had just made fun of his own grey hair, his Court Sorcerer had already sprinted halfway across the grassy knoll; his gleeful, teasing laughter floated back to Arthur on the light breeze.

Arthur shook his head and rolled his eyes at Merlin’s antics. “Damn cocky warlock…” he grumbled as he tried to hold back a smile…and failed miserably.

 
 
 
 
05 January 2013 @ 04:52 pm
Author: [livejournal.com profile] weepingwillow9
Title: Gifts
Rating: PG
Pairing/s: Merlin/Arthur/Gwaine/Lancelot, Morgana/Elaine(OC)
Character/s: All the above, and baby!Galahad
Summary: Arthur has a Christening to find a gift for
Warnings: Menage a quatre
Word Count: 701
Prompt: Silver
Author's Notes: So this started out as me really not wanting to write about jewellery. So I wrote about Christening gifts instead, but I quite like how it turned out. I originally wanted the quote to be I would dower you with experience, without experience from Neil Gaiman's short story Locks, but it seemed too dry. Though I have no doubt that's the gift Arthur would give Galahad if he could; knowledge of how to deal with the world without the knowledge of its pain and the loss of his innocence, I chose instead another Neil Gaiman quote from Sandman.

......... )
 
 
Current Mood: calm
 
 
05 January 2013 @ 12:51 pm
Artist:[livejournal.com profile] thecheekydragon
Rating: G
Pairing: Merlin/Arthur, Leon/Percival
Character/s: Leon, Percival, Merlin, Arthur
Media: Digital graphic art; 1680x1050
Prompt: 39 (Silver)
Artist’s Notes: Thought I'd go with wallpapers for this week's theme as a drawble.

By the silver glint of our blades, we will protect Camelot )

Though my magic is gold, it could not save you from death by silver )
 
 
05 January 2013 @ 12:05 pm
Author: [livejournal.com profile] sidhe_faerie
Title: Flash
Rating: PG
Pairing/s: Arthur/Gwen, Merlin/Morgana
Character/s: Mordred, nurse
Summary: Arthur remembers Camlann.
Warnings: Character deaths are mentioned.
Word Count: 705
Prompt: Prompt 39 Silver
Author's Notes: Modern Camelot ‘Verse
The earlier prompts for “Modern Camelot” are on AO3


Flash )
 
 
05 January 2013 @ 10:02 am
Author: [livejournal.com profile] jelazakazone
Title: Waiting to Exhale
Rating: PG
Pairing/s:Merlin/Arthur
Character/s:Merlin, Arthur
Preview: Silver glimmered on the still water, reflecting back the cold light of the moon. Merlin dangled his hand out of the canoe, fingertips trailing in the water.
Word Count: ~345
Prompt: 39: Silver
Author's Notes: Huge thanks to [livejournal.com profile] planejane for being an amazing beta and combing through this fic, helping me make sense out of the garble in my head. Thanks also to [livejournal.com profile] rocknvaughn for a little extra polish:D.


”Read )Read fic behind cut )
 
 
04 January 2013 @ 10:00 am
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