When Arthur wakes up from surgery, completely loopy from the anesthetics, he doesn’t recognise Merlin, but thinks he's really quite lovely.

Merlin led the perfect university life during his first semester at uni, but once the second semester comes along, his life goes to absolute shit. The universe hates him. Not only is he majorly confused about what he actually wants, but he's also stuck with a roommate from hell. When he goes to his RA to get at least some of his problems fixed, Merlin's life manages to get even more complicated. Of course.

This is wickedly hot and sensual and gorgeous.

I love everything about this. So funny and sexy and adorable and akjsdhaljsdladsja HOTHOTHOT. Ing is the best.

It’s not that Arthur Pendragon can’t get girls to fall for him; it’s just that he can’t seem to keep them around. Relationships and Arthur aren't on the same page at all, really, but one day there's Merlin on a bus and then it's different.

Arthur just needed to know that he could take a good dick pic. He wasn't going to do anything with it, obviously. It was just an experiment, just a test he had to prove to himself that he could pass.

Drunk Arthur had other ideas, though. Who knew there were people online willing to review other people's dick pics?

And frankly, Arthur was never going to settle for anything less than an A+.

Arthur doesn't fuck slaves.

Arthur just needed to know that he could take a good dick pic. He wasn't going to do anything with it, obviously. It was just an experiment, just a test he had to prove to himself that he could pass.

Drunk Arthur had other ideas, though. Who knew there were people online willing to review other people's dick pics?

And frankly, Arthur was never going to settle for anything less than an A+.

A mysterious (awesome) birthday gift finds its way to Stiles. There's no name attached to it and all Stiles has to go on is its shiny blue wrapping paper and silver bow, but he can totally figure out who it's from. All he needs is the help of some highly reluctant friends.

All Arthur had planned for the day was beating Mercia senseless on the football pitch. He hadn't counted on his heat coming a week early

Arthur just needed to know that he could take a good dick pic. He wasn't going to do anything with it, obviously. It was just an experiment, just a test he had to prove to himself that he could pass.

Drunk Arthur had other ideas, though. Who knew there were people online willing to review other people's dick pics?

And frankly, Arthur was never going to settle for anything less than an A+.

When Merlin agreed to join Mithian at her friends’ wedding (mainly for the prospect of the open bar), he didn’t expect to find himself inexplicably attached to the fit cellist.

Arthur just needed to know that he could take a good dick pic. He wasn't going to do anything with it, obviously. It was just an experiment, just a test he had to prove to himself that he could pass.

Drunk Arthur had other ideas, though. Who knew there were people online willing to review other people's dick pics?

And frankly, Arthur was never going to settle for anything less than an A+.

boarding school shenanigans, sex toys

((BOARDING SCHOOL FIC FOR MEEEEE!))

Armed with pen, paper and mugs of tea, Merlin created a relatively successful series of graphic novels. Armed with determination, sarcasm and more tea, he signs a deal with Pendragon Pictures to turn his first novel into a film. Merlin's relationship with Arthur Pendragon starts with TWO (2) slammed doors and ONE (1) severely bruised ego, but that's not at all how it ends.

It’s not that Arthur Pendragon can’t get girls to fall for him; it’s just that he can’t seem to keep them around. Relationships and Arthur aren't on the same page at all, really, but one day there's Merlin on a bus and then it's different.

Kings, even new ones, were not supposed to long for their menservants. They shouldn't let their eyes linger on their wrists, the plump of their lips, or the shape of their thighs. Arthur knew this, but he still wanted. There was nothing about Merlin he didn't want.

Merlin Emrys: receptionist at Camelot Inn and magic user in training, not yet certified. When something unexpected happens, Merlin has to use his magic to save Arthur. It has rather impractical consequences, to say the least. Merlin’s not entirely sure how they’re both going to get through this with their sanities intact.

When Arthur agrees to meet Gwen's new boyfriend Lance and his group of friends he never expected it to include Merlin. It's been nine years since they broke up, but the memories are still raw. Pretending that they don't know each other seems like the best idea, until it's not.

He can’t do this.

His hands jerk with the impulse to rip the blindfold off, but instead he goes completely still, breath getting stuck in his throat.

There are hands on his chest, running up to his shoulders. And then there are more hands than could possibly be attached to a single human being. He’s relieved and terrified at once. Someone’s palm graces his nipple and he let’s out a long breath that ends with a weak moan.

He doesn’t have time to decide whether he enjoys it or not. He’s still reeling from the realisation that he has multiple sets of hands on him when there’s a strange growling sound and the hands disappear as quickly as they came.

Gasping for air, he tries to get out a confused “what?” but it comes out as “humrph?” He doesn’t get an answer. Instead, a pair of hands grip him by the elbows and pull him to his feet, dragging him along.

He squirms, panic building his chest as he hears Gwaine say, “Hey! Hey, you can’t just do that.”

“Fuck off, Gwaine,” a guy says close to his ear. “I’m getting him dressed. Where are his clothes?”