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The next time Arthur doesn’t say thank you, Gwaine puts his hand on Merlin’s back, stroking down the long length of it, from the short curls of hair at the nape of his neck to the neat cinch of his waist.
“Thanks,” he praises, throwing a wink to an agape Arthur as he does. It’s wonderful.
So wonderful, in fact, that for the next fortnight, for every brusque word that spills from Arthur’s lips, Gwaine spills three sweet ones.
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24 Feb 2026
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Arthur sputtered. “I-I’m not sure that’s wise, I mean, no — I —”
Merlin interrupted. “That sounds like a good idea to me! No offense, but you guys are pretty useless against magical opponents.” He threw a smile at Lancelot that the Knight returned. “I mean, what’s the use having the most powerful sorcerer in the world on your payroll if you don’t use him?”
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5 times Merlin tells Arthur he's the most powerful sorcerer in the world, and 1 time Arthur believes him.
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10 Feb 2026
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How can Merlin be so competent and so useless at the same time? He could be the best hunter in the land! Arthur has caught him hiding animal tracks more often than anybody else has managed to find them! But when Merlin's connection to the forest goes wrong, Arthur must put his own hunting skills to the test.
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09 Feb 2026
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Turns out, baby dragons are too young to obey Dragonlord commands, even ones to stay away for their own safety. Consequently, Merlin finds himself put through more ridiculousness than usual trying to keep Aithusa out of trouble when she keeps coming to look for him in Camelot.
(And Arthur might be thick as a log on most days, but even he is starting to notice something's out of the ordinary...)
Honestly, if Merlin knew she'd cause so much trouble, he would've just left Aithusa in the ruddy egg.
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07 Feb 2026
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“... Won’t you be warmer closer to the fire?” Merlin mumbled without opening his eyes, as Gwaine wriggled close enough to be able to smell the saffron-roasted fish-scent which stuck to Merlin’s hair. He looked really tired up close—Merlin always looked really tired, and somewhat sickly at that—and Gwaine had to resist the urge to indulge in behaviours which were far from charismatic and aloof.
“No,” he lied, good-humoured, and threw an arm about him.
[Or: Merlin and Gwaine embark on a deeply necessary Herb-Foraging Quest which has nothing to do with finding a way to release various kinds of tension. Dragons and destiny inevitably become involved.]
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30 Jan 2026