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Round Four IS CLOSED
Round Four is closed to new prompts and fills. Go to Round Five
| Round One: open only for feedback, WIPs continued in The Overflow Post or Round Four |
| Round Two: open only for feedback, WIPs continued in The Overflow Post or Round Four |
| Round Three: open only for feedback and WIPs continuation |
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Round Four: Closed
Read this first. Do it. It's not here to be pretty.
The Rules. Including the Posting Guidelines. aka:
In the first line of your fill, please include:
Character(s)/Pairing(s)/Threesome(s)/Moresome(s) as applicable; Any kinks included; MANDATORY WARNINGS if there is dubcon or noncon, underage characters in sexual situations, and/or major character death. Please don't conflate warnings and kinks; treat each individually, and use your pairings to indicate gen/het/slash/multi/&c. Do not warn for het, slash, or otherwise.
For images: Please post image prompts and fills with alt tag descriptions or with a text description of the piece. Example: [img src="neked.jpg" alt="Here's John being all hot and half naked saying Dresden et cetera et cetera"]. If you are linking to an external image, please include a description with the link.
Thank you.
The discussion post is here. Mod questions go here. The delicious account is here.
Don't forget about all the unfilled prompts. Got an unfilled prompt you want to give a second chance? Repost it here. Otherwise, go ahead and repost an unfilled prompt as a new comment with a link to the original if you are filling it.
Comments in chronological order: http://dresden-kink.dreamwidth.org/2675.html?view=flat
Any prompts, fills, discussion, or meta featuring authentic Ghost Story spoilers should be posted on the Ghost Story post.
ROUND FOUR IS CLOSED TO NEW PROMPTS AND FILLS. GO TO ROUND FIVE. YOU CAN CONTINUE YOUR ROUND FOUR WIPS HERE.
| Round One: open only for feedback, WIPs continued in The Overflow Post or Round Four |
| Round Two: open only for feedback, WIPs continued in The Overflow Post or Round Four |
| Round Three: open only for feedback and WIPs continuation |
| if you previously continued your WIP in The Overflow Post or Round Four, keep going where ever you like, just link link link! |
Round Four: Closed
Read this first. Do it. It's not here to be pretty.
The Rules. Including the Posting Guidelines. aka:
In the first line of your fill, please include:
Character(s)/Pairing(s)/Threesome(s)/Moresome(s) as applicable; Any kinks included; MANDATORY WARNINGS if there is dubcon or noncon, underage characters in sexual situations, and/or major character death. Please don't conflate warnings and kinks; treat each individually, and use your pairings to indicate gen/het/slash/multi/&c. Do not warn for het, slash, or otherwise.
For images: Please post image prompts and fills with alt tag descriptions or with a text description of the piece. Example: [img src="neked.jpg" alt="Here's John being all hot and half naked saying Dresden et cetera et cetera"]. If you are linking to an external image, please include a description with the link.
Thank you.
The discussion post is here. Mod questions go here. The delicious account is here.
Don't forget about all the unfilled prompts. Got an unfilled prompt you want to give a second chance? Repost it here. Otherwise, go ahead and repost an unfilled prompt as a new comment with a link to the original if you are filling it.
Comments in chronological order: http://dresden-kink.dreamwidth.org/2675.html?view=flat
Any prompts, fills, discussion, or meta featuring authentic Ghost Story spoilers should be posted on the Ghost Story post.
ROUND FOUR IS CLOSED TO NEW PROMPTS AND FILLS. GO TO ROUND FIVE. YOU CAN CONTINUE YOUR ROUND FOUR WIPS HERE.
Fic: The Merlin is a Creepy Bad Man 1/1
Warnings: Noncon, Underaged sex
Note: JFC, I don't know, okay? Don't ask me where this came from. It's wrong and evil and wrong. And probably not as good as it sounded in my head. *posts it anyway* End of story.
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“Merlin, sir?” Peabody knocked at my open door and I waved him in. He scurried across the study floor and deposited a small stack of folders on the far corner of my desk. “The reports for the Wardens' activities in California, Japan and Canada.”
“Yes, yes. That will be all.”
“Sir.” Peabody cleared his throat. “They've brought in the warlock that killed Wizard DuMorne. They have him down in one of the cells.” He slid the top folder off of the stack and opened it in front of me. An Iowa state learners permit was paper clipped to the top. 'Harry Dresden'. I blinked and looked up at Peabody. “Thank you. That will be all.”
He bowed slightly and scurried back out of the room. I pulled the folder in close and flipped through the papers. Wizard DuMorne had been found murdered in his home a month prior. The home had been burned down and the Wardens had confirmed the use of magic in both the murder and the blaze meant to cover it up. They'd followed the trail of black magic to find Dresden at the end of it. The boy claimed to have been DuMorne's apprentice and that he had acted only in self defense.
Dresden. McCoy's daughter had turned up dead in a hospital under the name Dresden...had it been sixteen years ago? Seventeen? I looked at the photograph. It was poor, as those things tended to be. There was something about his jaw, maybe. I closed the folder and tapped my finger against it. I'd have to see the boy to be sure.
I made my way down to the holding cells through the lesser known and absolutely secret passages. The Warden on duty was a young one...Dumas, Dubois...
“Warden Durand.”
“Merlin.” The young man stood up straighter and saluted. “Can I help you sir?”
“I understand that we have a prisoner. I'm here to inspect him before the trial.”
“Yessir.” The Warden let me past the gateway and led me down the corridor to the cell at the very end. “Do you need me to stay with you, sir?”
“No. I will be quite alright on my own.” I waited until I heard the lock on the gate click behind him, then turned and opened the door of the cell. The wards snapped back into place behind me as I closed the solid wood door.
The warlock was sitting on the simple wooden bench that served as the only furniture in the room. His hands were bound behind his back with heavy iron shackles and the thick black hood rendered him featureless. A body without a soul. It was why we used them after all, apart from the safety issue. It was so much easier to do what we knew was right when we didn't have to look at the innocent faces some warlocks hid behind.
I watched him as I took the few steps across the room that brought me to his side. He turned his head a little, following my movements and he cringed with each noise. Afraid. A sensible reaction.
“You are Harry Dresden, correct?” He started at the sound of my voice, his shoulders jerking in a quick up and down motion. The Wardens, once he was taken into custody would not have spoken to him. It was policy.
“Y-yes. Sir.” His voice was dry. Young. They were always so young these days.
“I am going to remove the hood, boy. Do not make me regret it.” I found the buckle that held the collar of the hood tight and released it, yanking the cloth from over his head. He blinked in the comparatively bright lights of the cell, his eyes tearing up as they adjusted.
I grabbed his chin before he had time to get his mental footing and turned his head to the side and then the other way. Yes. His mother's jaw line, certainly. And McCoy's eyes. Vicious joy flashed to life in my chest. I released him and took the three steps that put my back against the stone wall opposite the warlock.
“Do you know where you are?”
“Uh. They said Edinburgh? Isn't that in Europe somewhere? I don't know. No one will talk to me.” He shifted on the bench. “Until you, sir. They said something about a trial. Are you my...like a lawyer?”
I laughed and confusion filled his face.
“Lawyer? No. No. I am your judge.” The boy went pale. “Here is what will happen, warlock. You will be dragged out of this cell with this hood over your head. Three of us will hear the evidence against you. You will not be allowed to speak. We will find you guilty of murdering your teacher using the same magic that he gave to you, and then you will be beheaded. All without any of us ever having to look at you.”
“What? But- that's not fair! Justin tried to enthrall me! He tried to kill me! I had-” I waved a hand and while his mouth continued to move, silence reigned. It took a second for the boy to realize that I had silenced him. Finally, he subsided, seeming to huddle in on himself.
“Fair has nothing to do with it. This is the way it is. However...” I let my voice trail off as though I were considering an option that I had not thought of before. The boy leaned forward, eager. His eyes were frightened, desperate. “Well. As I said, I am your judge. If you could convince me of your innocence...well.” I spread my robe, allowed the dark cloth to frame my body and draw his eyes to the crotch of my slacks. I saw the moment when it clicked, disgust and fear overlaying the understanding in his eyes. “I guess the question, boy, is how badly do you want to live?”
He hesitated for so long that I began to worry he wasn't going to make the move after all. That would have been disappointing, though something could still be made out of it. Then, with his eyes clenched tightly shut he stood. His movements were awkward; walking with your hands bound takes more practice than one might think. He made it to me and dropped to his knees, his eyes still shut.
I touched the top of his head and smiled down at him as I opened my slacks and pulled my erection free. The head brushed his cheek and he flinched, finally opening his eyes. I tightened my grip on his hair, refusing to let him pull away. The boy shook his head, tiny movements dictated by my hold on him, but he opened his mouth anyway and took me in.
He wasn't the best I'd ever had, but he made a valiant effort. After all, he thought he was buying his life. He had certainly done this before. Had DuMorne included this in his lessons? The boy was handsome enough, and complaint. Or had he traded what favors he had for food and shelter on the run? More pleasant thoughts. McCoy's flesh and blood as nothing more than a common street whore.
I took a firmer grasp of his head and fucked his mouth, taking what little control he thought he had away. The boy writhed and coughed around me, the movements and the image adding to my enjoyment. Nothing, however, could top the fact that it was McCoy's grandson on his knees for me.
The pleasure of that was more than enough. I came down the boy's throat, holding him pinned on me like a bug. He struggled to breathe, the shaking in his body transmitted to me through my hands and the frantic movements of his mouth and tongue against me.
Finally I pushed him away, let him collapse to the floor. The boy curled in, his knees up to his chest as he coughed and spat to clear his airway. I settled myself back into order, once more grateful that a wizards robe hid a multitude of sins and then I nudged the boy with the tip of my shoe.
“Back on the bench, if you please.”
I waited as he struggled back to his feet and dropped back onto the bench, his back against the cold stone wall. His eyes were wide and filled with an anger that he fought to hide. I smiled at him, my friendliest and most empty smile.
“Very good.” I wove my spell carefully, sliding it in past his defenses as I removed the spell holding him silent. The boy's eyes closed, his body collapsing to one side as the sleep facet of the spell took him. I replaced the hood, making certain that it was secure, then let myself out of the cell.
When he woke, he would have no memory of my visit. Assuming Peabody was his usual efficient self, the trial should be tomorrow. Plenty of time for McCoy to arrive. I did not want him to miss this.
I would vote to execute the warlock, of course. That was my enduring policy. No mercy. Watching McCoy scramble to save the boy would be satisfying, as would be blocking him at every chance. Either way the trial went, I would win. If it went as it should, I would get to watch McCoy see the last of his family killed in front of him. If McCoy managed to sway enough to his side, to take the boy as his apprentice, then I would have the memory of this little visit to warm me.
And what had been done once could be done again, after all. Independent reviews of the boys progress perhaps. Yes.
Re: Fic: The Merlin is a Creepy Bad Man 1/1
(Anonymous) 2011-09-07 08:56 am (UTC)(link)Re: Fic: The Merlin is a Creepy Bad Man 1/1
Re: Fic: The Merlin is a Creepy Bad Man 1/1
(Anonymous) 2011-09-07 12:34 pm (UTC)(link)Is this the meme's first Merlin/Harry? Really?
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In my head, Harry never remembers what happened, but he's left with an absolute hatred of the Merlin for reasons he cannot put his finger on at first. Then the Merlin gives him reasons he remembers to hate him.
What would McCoy do if he found out?
Blackstaff vs. the Merlin death match. Only without the Merlin knowing he's in the fight until it's too late.
I think it is the meme's first Merlin/Harry. And I feel bad about that. There should be non traumatising Merlin/Harry fic.
Re: Fic: The Merlin is a Creepy Bad Man 1/1
(Anonymous) 2011-09-08 04:37 am (UTC)(link)New nonnie says what an interesting challenge! Hmm, maybe time travel is required? I think the horribleness of the White Council and Arthur Langtry as he is now is only upped if he used to be a pretty cool guy once upon a time. I guess that could be angsty non-traumatizing fic.
Or, I guess a character redemption arc? Would be awesome if someone could actually pull it off. Or, hmm, depending on what's really going on with the Circle/Black Council the Merlin could be much more ambiguous than he appears.
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Re: Fic: The Merlin is a Creepy Bad Man 1/1
(Anonymous) 2011-09-12 05:03 pm (UTC)(link)part ofcanon....kinda want this now.
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It doesn't help that I can't quite shake off of my mind a comment I read about the Merlin and McCoy having a bad break-up and Maggie being actually the Merlin's daughter, which he doesn't know. And all of a sudden is all non-con, mind-fuckery, revenge, power games and incest, all in one small package. My mind, it scares me.
Re: Fic: The Merlin is a Creepy Bad Man 1/1
You know that was my comment already, but it still amuses me! Brain twins! And the things we've been talking about...we're evil. I'm okay with that!
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(Anonymous) 2011-09-09 12:45 am (UTC)(link)Re: Fic: The Merlin is a Creepy Bad Man 1/1