Never Cry Wolf (Harry/Merlin, Merlin/Eggsy, NC-17, AU, 9,825 words)
A fill of this prompt @ dressing-room3: "I would sell my soul, as well as that of the hypothetical first-born child, for a fic where Harry's a war correspondent of some renown, Merlin is his long-suffering editor, and together, they stumble into something that they were not supposed to know. Evidence of war crimes? Ghosts, mummies and other creepy-crawlies of the more fantastic sort? Anything goes!"
What it says on the tin, basically. Also features Eggsy as a young war photographer, because why not.
Well, as T.E. Lawrence, ever the ray of sunshine, put it, there's a final certainty in degradation. It fails in all the ways I knew it would, yet I don't necessarily regret writing it. I like some parts of it, kind of. *hides under a rock in shame*
A fill of this prompt @ dressing-room3: "I would sell my soul, as well as that of the hypothetical first-born child, for a fic where Harry's a war correspondent of some renown, Merlin is his long-suffering editor, and together, they stumble into something that they were not supposed to know. Evidence of war crimes? Ghosts, mummies and other creepy-crawlies of the more fantastic sort? Anything goes!"
What it says on the tin, basically. Also features Eggsy as a young war photographer, because why not.
Well, as T.E. Lawrence, ever the ray of sunshine, put it, there's a final certainty in degradation. It fails in all the ways I knew it would, yet I don't necessarily regret writing it. I like some parts of it, kind of. *hides under a rock in shame*
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