The Silt Verses were my biggest inspiration this Inktober, and I name it thus: Siltober
(the prompts are in the alt text if they're not in the image)
the horrors persist but my friends write beautiful fanfic
they deserved affectionate moments without one of the two dying me thinks
I am tired. I will be there.
Another year has passed with you being completely unable to finish those darn WIPs in your folder. Fear not! 'Finish that Fic, Merlin!' is once again here to w(h)ip your arse into shape so you can finally clear your conscience! (and you WIP-folder)
The fest will run from November 1st 2024 till March 31st 2025!
If you've never heard of 'Finish that Fic, Merlin!' before, the short answer is that it is, like the same suggests, a fest to help you finish your WIPS. All those fics you've started but for whatever reason never finished. Maybe life got in the way, maybe you just didn't have the motivation, and without a deadline, it's easier to just do other things instead. Well, now's the time to sign up for this fest, so you can finally finish!
Before you sign up, however, please be sure to read 'How This Fest Works' and the 'FAQs' for the long answer on what 'Finish that Fic, Merlin!' is. I know it sounds weird, but there's some rules to follow, and more importantly, an explanation on how you can get a prize for your hard work! After you've done that, you can sign up here via Livejournal or here via Google Forms.
If you need some cheerleading, you can head over to Discord to join The Tavern(18+) server where I've been graciously allowed to host a channel for this fest. Please note that while The Tavern server is for 18+, if you're under 18, you can still participate in 'Finish that Fic, Merlin!' you just can't be part of that particular Discord server. Fortunately, there are other Merlin servers for people of all ages to help you with your writing. You can even find me in some of them :D
And don't forget to reblog this tumblr post to help spread the word!
See, our first mistake was trying to have a civilization in northern Europe between October and February. The darkest three months of the year should be for staying home under the blankets, midwinter festivals, and getting blind drunk when the sun goes down at 4 pm like the bog gods intended.
Merlin/Arthur | Mature | No Archive Warnings Apply | Word Count: 100
Rescue | Angst and Hurt/Comfort | Merlin's Magic Revealed
For @merlinmicrofic with the dialogue prompt "I promised"
Arthur saves Merlin from the pyre
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Arthur cared not for the blistering flesh of his arms, only Merlin blackened and coughing in his lap.
Voices, hooves came.
He covered his mouth.
They died away, leaving just the wind in the leaves.
Arthur’s whispered agonised apologies as Merlin wheezed for air.
“Go back, Arthur,” he pressed out. “You’re supposed to-”
“I don’t care what fate or your dragon has to say! I promised.”
Tears tracked through soot. “…Please.”
Arthur smeared them away. “Merlin… I can't manage without you. We’ll run.”
Merlin laughed brokenly. “And if I can’t run?”
A kiss, all ash and salt. “Need you ask?”
She/Her | 31 | Herbal Tea EnthusiastInterested in: hurt/comfort, fairytale retellings and folkloreCurrently down an Arthurian rabbitholeLeMightyWorrier on Ao3
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