I Can See That You’re Thinking About Having Sex With Me But I Am Not Into You

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Arthur supposed he should say something. But he couldn’t think how to put it (Oh, by the way, Merlin, I know you can use magic – no, don’t start panicking, I only know because I can read minds and you’ve been thinking about it a lot, so I’m not going to turn you in because we’re in the same boat, except we’re really not because I have a much bigger chance of getting away with this than you do), and the longer it went on, the harder it became.

Besides, the whole not telling anyone habit was kind of hard to get out of.

Surprising, funny, and merthur.

Fluff: ++++

Angst: +++

Smut: ++++

Overall Rating: +++

Read it here: http://merlinfic.livejournal.com/360814.html?style=mine

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Variations on a Theme

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“I’m in the drama club,” Merlin said, his tone daring him to comment.


“What about you?”


“Really? What’s your focus?”

“Medieval history.”

“So do you know much about your namesake?”

Arthur snorted. “If you mean King Arthur, he may have been based on a real person, but the reality is nothing like the legends. And Merlin was almost certainly completely made-up.” He wasn’t sure what made him say that, except that there was something about Merlin that he found deeply disconcerting.

Mysterious and insightful.

Fluff: +++

Angst: ++

Smut: ++

Overall Rating: ++++

Read it here: http://archiveofourown.org/works/465588