S&J
Title: "Conclusions (Or, Three Times John Watson Analyzes Kissing Sherlock Holmes, and One Time He Doesn’t Have To)"
Author: JLT/Jenna/graydorians/juxtapose/caughtfire (lol multiple accounts)
Summary: Sherlock knows many things about John Watson. What he doesn't know is that John has his own powers of observation.
Pairing/Characters: Sherlock/John
Notes: None?
Disclaimer: Don't own Sherlock.

Sherlock knows many things about John Watson. )
Rosario Dawson
I am listening
with my ears and with my heart.

This is the sound of you:
Pacing footsteps, rhythmic,
the harmony of highs and
lows of ten violins
in synchronized speech.
Your voice is the hum the pale
moon makes as it rises.

You sound like the springtime
chatter of curtains fluttering
against a windowpane, like buzz
of stars that never stop shining.
You are a song with words that
breathe new melodies into
the depths of me.

You are endless, an eternal
voice echoing into every
crevice of everything.
The thoughts in your mind speak out,
flow like an infinite river,
veins of wild ideas and hidden
dreams threading long and true.

This all is the sound of you.

I am listening
with my ears and with my heart.

But only silence greets my desolate drums.

I'll remain here, listening
in all the quiet.
Always waiting.
Waiting for sound.
Waiting for you.

JLT 2012
S&J
Title: "Nobody said it was easy (but no one ever said it would be so hard)"
Author: JLT/Jenna/graydorians/juxtapose/caughtfire (lol multiple accounts)
Summary: Post-"The Reichenbach Fall". Therapist Ella Thompson knows John Watson enough to understand he won't express what he's feeling to her. But she knows he'll talk to Sherlock.
Rating/Genre: PG-13, angst
Pairing/Characters: Sherlock/John
Notes: I sort of played with Ella's character a bit since we don't know about her at all. Here goes.
Disclaimer: Don't own Sherlock.

I've told you I'm all right )
S&J
Title: "An Overdose (Of You)"
Author: JLT/Jenna/je-suis-loser/juxtapose/caughtfire (lol multiple accounts)
Summary: Post-"The Reichenbach Fall". John reflects on Sherlock's most accurate analysis of him that he can remember, and how it still rings true.
Rating/Genre: PG-13, angst
Pairing/Characters: slight Sherlock/John, mostly one-sided
Notes: Never written for Sherlock before so I hope I did these characters justice!
Disclaimer: Don't own Merlin or Sherlock.

Exactly a week after Sherlock dies, John remembers. )
made by me
Title: The Medieval Matter
Author: JLT/Jenna/je-suis-loser/juxtapose/caughtfire (lol multiple accounts)
Summary: "John," Sherlock says slowly, eyes not leaving his guests, "Why have you brought me here about a couple of comic convention enthusiasts?"
Rating/Genre: PG-13, gen
Pairing/Characters: Sherlock Holmes, John Watson, Arthur Pendragon, Merlin
Notes: Never written for Sherlock before so I hope I did these characters justice!
Disclaimer: Don't own Merlin or Sherlock.

I got your text )
M/A 2
Title: A Fool's Game
Author: JLT/Jenna/je-suis-loser/juxtapose/caughtfire (lol multiple accounts)
Summary: What none of them notice, however, is how much the King watches. Watches and listens.
Rating/Genre: PG-13, angst
Pairing/Characters: Arthur Pendragon, mentions of Arthur/Gwen and slight Merlin/Arthur
Disclaimer: I own nothing

King Arthur Pendragon knows that many people think him a fool. )
made by me
Title: The Haircut
Author: JLT/Jenna/je-suis-loser/juxtapose/caughtfire (lol multiple accounts)
Summary: Arthur is giving Merlin a haircut, and don't worry, Merlin is just as confused as you are about it. Post-Series 4.
Notes:Filled for an anon ask prompt on tumblr. For Anon: I actually filled a prompt where Merlin cuts Arthur's hair which you can find here. I figured I wouldn't skimp out on you, anon, and do vice-versa for you!
Rating/Genre: PG-13
Pairing/Characters: Merlin/Arthur, mentions of Arthur/Guinevere
Disclaimer: I own nothing

Arthur, I'm not sure this is a good idea. )
The Knights & Merlin
Title: Here's to Destiny
Author: JLT/Jenna/je-suis-loser/juxtapose/caughtfire (lol multiple accounts)
Summary: Dean Winchester and Arthur Pendragon meet in a bar and talk about destiny. No, this isn't a bar joke.
Rating/Genre: PG-13
Pairing/Characters: Dean, Arthur. Mentions of Sam and Merlin.
Disclaimer: I own nothing

Sometimes, Dean Winchester needs a break. )
Merlin
Title: Promises Not Kept
Author: JLT/Jenna/je-suis-loser/juxtapose/caughtfire (lol multiple accounts)
Summary: Arthur has asked of Merlin something he cannot give. Set during the festivities of Arthur and Gwen's wedding.
Rating/Genre: PG-13
Pairing/Characters: Merlin/Arthur (as usual), mentions of Arthur/Gwen
Disclaimer: I own nothing

It is a peculiar thing... )
Rosario Dawson
Title: Mistletoe
Author: JLT/Jenna/je-suis-loser/juxtapose/caughtfire (lol multiple accounts)
Summary: Based on a prompt I received on Tumblr: "There is mistletoe. Gwen and Morgana just happen to get Merlin and Arthur under it."
Rating/Genre: PG-13
Pairing/Characters: Merlin/Arthur (as usual), slight Morgana/Gwen
Disclaimer: I own nothing


So here's the plan... )
Rosario Dawson
Title: Everything
Author: JLT/Jenna/je-suis-loser/juxtapose/caughtfire (lol multiple accounts)
Summary: Based on the deleted scene from 4x02. Arthur gives Merlin a token that is very important to him, and isn't sure where to go from there.
Rating/Genre: PG-13
Pairing: Merlin/Arthur (as usual)
Disclaimer: I own nothing

Everything )
M/A 2
Title: In the Quiet
Author: JLT/Jenna/je-suis-loser/juxtapose/caughtfire (lol multiple accounts)
Summary: Series 3 AU. Cenred captured Merlin and tortured him. Arthur rescues him, and truthsare brought to light.
Rating/Genre: PG-13, angst.
Pairing: Merlin/Arthur (as usual)
Disclaimer: I own nothing

Read more... )
Rosario Dawson
When Arthur weds Merlin, there is no big audience. There are no musicians with their sweet-sounding echos in the throne room. There are no flowers, no wreaths, no elaborate decorations.

Only the King and his sorcerer, and a ribbon bonding their entwined hands the color of Pendragon red.

They stand on the balcony, overlooking the stars. Merlin faces Arthur, looks up at him like he's the only thing he's ever known, the most beautiful thing, and Arthur gazes back with the night sky reflected in his eyes.

And it is time.

Their lips move together and their words become united, and it's like they've known what to say--been waiting for the syllables to fall from their lips like gentle leaves in Autumn--like this:

You are the blood of my blood,
the bone of my bone.
I give you my body so that
we two might become one.
I give you my Spirit
'til our life shall be done.


The Priest begins to say, "The Lord mercifully with his favor look upon . . . " but his voice is drowned out by the beating of two synchronized hearts, pounding loud enough for all of Camelot to hear even in the middle of the black, quiet night.

Merlin can barely wait for the last of the words to finish before he presses his lips to Arthur's, eagerly, saying without words I love you and I am yours, and Arthur smiles into the kiss because he's known that all along.
After it ends, they stay there, locked, linked, silhouettes in the shadows shaped like two becoming one.

"I wanted to show you to the world," Arthur mutters into Merlin's hair, "I want everyone to know you're mine."

But Merlin shakes his head. "That doesn't matter. Look what we've got."

Maybe the people of Camelot won't ever know that while tucked away in their beds, King Arthur finally wed the love of his life.

But the stars do.

They had each other. Each other, and the stars.

And Merlin lifts a hand to the sky, tracing a golden streak into the dark blue night, and Arthur gazes up, eyes wide, and he whispers, "We've got everything".
Rosario Dawson

Title: "New and Wonderful"
Author: JLT/jenna/juxtapose/je-suis-loser (lol multiple accounts)
Characters: Merlin and Arthur (pre-slash)
Summary: A visiting lord makes an 'impression' on Merlin and the people of Camelot. Arthur reacts.
Disclaimer: I don't own Merlin, this was written for fun 


New and wonderful )

Rosario Dawson
I am curling at the edges
You are ripping at the seams
From what used to be a
white-yellow spark is
left only a small gleam
of once was.
Our words go in circles,
building speed and dragging
with them all the lies
crammed in between.
Sometimes you were gone
when you were here,
and my reaching eyes
could not let myself see
your spirit turning away
from me.
Onto bigger things.
Better words.
So take your highs and lows
(from which I pulled you
down, brought you up)
and walk away.
Any last thing that I might say
is snarled in the web
of the catch in my throat.
Open your new wings
and I'll spread mine.
Take hold of your dreams as
they float in the sky.
(Because you began
learning to fly
when you left,
high,
without goodbye.)
Once more, I will
lift you off the ground
and let you go.
With nothing left here
but words.
An echo.
M/A 2
Merlin's arms are stretched wide, an amused grin making crinkles of laughter in the delicate features of his face.

Arthur stops in mid-step, able to etch in his mind the teasing stance of his manservant without having to take a single glance behind him, and decides he's having none of it. He whirls around, marching toward Merlin, who lets out a yelp of surprise.

"Arthur--ow! Hey, you big prat!" Merlin feigns annoyance Arthur pulls him into a headlock, squeezing tight. "Let go! Ow!"

And Arthur does.

Only to shove Merlin against the wall, and kiss him, hard.

"Mmph," says Merlin, clutching his fingers around the fabric of Arthur's white shirt.

Arthur bites at Merlin's bottom lip, slinking his hands under Merlin's shirt as he shudders, tracing his fingers along the white-warmth of his skin. "You drive me absolutely mad, you know," is his voice, low, hot like fire, "I've a good mind to teach you a lesson."

Merlin chuckles breathily. "You never answered my question," because he always wants the last word.

"Forget about the bloody hug." And Arthur tugs Merlin to the bed.

And for a while, Merlin does forget, because Arthur Pendragon's tongue roaming around freely on one's body can be distracting indeed.

But after it all, in the still of the early evening, Arthur's arms are wrapped loosely around Merlin as he sleeps, his tired bones and the pumping of his veins whispering safety and comfort and I love you.

Merlin runs his fingers gently along the warmth of Arthur's arm, and thinks how his many questions (hidden in one) have been answered.

He says, "I love you, too," and though Arthur doesn't reply, Merlin thinks he can feel his King hold onto him just a little bit tighter.

(JLT 2011)
made by me
Title: Disarmed
Author: JLT/caughtfire/je-suis-loser
Fandom: Merlin
Pairing(s): Merlin/Arthur
Rating: PG-13
Word count: 1,246
Summary: Life is a quest, they say, a journey to become something great, and Arthur thought he was ready to handle it all. Nothing could break him. Nothing, he found and finds time and time again—except Merlin’s smile.
Author’s Notes: Thanks to Steph for looking this over! Hope you enjoy.
Quote: From MCR's "Bulletproof Heart": I got a bulletproof heart, you got a hallow point smile.

I got a bulletproof heart... )
M/A 2
Title: The Hardest Part of This (oneshot)
Author: JLT/juxtapose/je-suis-loser/caughtfire (lol multiple accounts)
Pairing/Characters: Merlin/Arthur
Rating/Genre: PG-13, angst
Summary: “It should have been me,” he says suddenly, and the thunder booms as if in agreement. But soon silence becomes Merlin’s companion once more, and he’s left to his thoughts, twisting and wrapping around his heart like a serpent.
Notes: SPOILERS for 4x02, "The Darkest Hour: Part II"
Disclaimer: Merlin belongs to BBC and Shine. This was written for entertainment purposes only.

It's strange, he thinks, how much has changed in the past few days. )
M/A 2
Title: Silver Promises (oneshot)
Author: JLT/juxtapose/je-suis-loser/caughtfire (lol multiple accounts)
Pairing/Characters: Merlin/Arthur (modern AU)
Rating/Genre: PG-13, angst/fluff
Summary: Merlin can't find his ring.
Notes: RYAN HELPED ME WITH THE FISHY'S NAME. GRACIAS BB
Disclaimer: Merlin belongs to BBC and Shine. This was written for entertainment purposes only.

I can't find it. )
Spike
The brown-green blades of grass
whisper footsteps of
centuries come and gone.
Thin pathways snake in circles
around etchings (washed at the edges)
that bear forgotten names
on stones and silenced bones.
Lamp posts--chipped and cracked--
bring yellow ripples flooding
onto worn concrete.
And in their light, the
spirits appear, hovering
in a white-golden glow.
They dance in shadows,
humming a low dirge
of desolation.
They cut into the air, leaving
surges of their memory and
all they have loved,
all they have lost
in their chilling wake.
Like many a man throughout
the ages who's grasped for words,
you take your muddled thoughts
and fragmented dreams to
the little grey road.
And wait for the dead
to sing their song to you alone.
In the quiet chime of a breeze
and the glowing
light of the moon above,
listen.
--Here they come.

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