AU Meme.

[midnightdiddle]

Ganked from hiza-chan, since I actually finished the last one I did.

→ Give me an AU and I'll write you a short scene from it. It can be an AU with a change of events ("what if Roxas hadn't left the Organization"), or a change of setting (Organization XIII assassins), or a crossover setting (Avatar characters in Kingdom Hearts verse), or even a crossover

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[hiza_chan]

I wanna cheat and say an AU based off of this AMV cause I'm pretty sure Rudy's not gonna do it. Cause I've been wanting fic for this ever since I saw it. If you'd rather write something different, just lemme know. :)

[midnightdiddle]

HOOOOLY CRAP I'm doing it. Though it will take a while, because I am always slow. :D

I/III

[midnightdiddle]

It's Thursday night, a Ladies' Night, so the club is full of more women and girls than usual. The air smells like beer and sweat, a tinge of sex beneath all of it, and Arthur can feel the night curl beneath his tongue like a lazy cat. Anticipation is a throaty feeling, makes him go heady, and he dances with everyone, arms loose and hips feeling like liquid sand. It is, with one too many drinks and three too many drags, a good night.

His hands are on a girl's hips, just above her tight skirt, and when he looks over the top of her head, he has a moment of

heat, the summer sun beating down on his neck. sweating beneath the heavy links of his chainmail

vertigo. He tightens his hands on the girl's hips, rests his cheek against the side of her head. Sweat is running down his back, and he can feel it collect in the small of his back, into the back of his trousers. The club is like

too many hot summer days, the wheat in the fields dying before it's half-grown. nights spent sleeping on stone, unable to breathea furnace

II/III

[midnightdiddle]

"I'm not supposed to talk to you," the man says, and he reaches up, pulls at his own hair. His fingernails are painted black, shiny and unchipped, and Arthur thinks of witches and fires.

"Then why are you?" Arthur asks, words slow and syrupy, and the man laughs again.

"Because you're drunk, and I'm drunk, and I can feel the sun."

It makes no sense, Arthur knows, but maybe it's because it makes no sense that Arthur can feel something like understanding, right there on the edge of his brain. Another drink, he thinks, and another drag, and he'll have it, he'll understand

the way the cloak was always so heavy on his shoulders, like his father's hands, and the way he sank into the sea, halfway to Avalon but never quite there, dead in the water a thousand million timeseverything

III/III

[midnightdiddle]

The club's too cheap and liberal, so when a stall empties out and the man goes in, pulling Arthur in with him, no one bats an eye. As the door swings shut, Arthur sees a girl watching him through the mirror. He smiles at the door, and watches the man reach a hand around him to lock the door

Re: III/III

[hiza_chan]

Oh god. Oh my god. Just wow- that was everything I wanted and more. I'm just flailing around at a complete loss of words because that was so goddamn brilliant. The memories and drunken Arthur and Merlin. It's such a sad snippet, but amazing as well and just- this is me being incoherent because you kind of blew my mind.

"I've seen you die too many times," the man says, and Arthur watches

his manservantwizardfriendcompanionknightlovertraitorsaviorbrotherslavegodeverything

him go.

So ouch. But so beautiful. This is me hugging you because you are awesome! ♥

Re: III/III

[midnightdiddle]

!!! Thank you! Wow, I'm glad you liked it, because I was like, "oh god, it's gonna be so weird," and I really wanted it to be longer, but it just wasn't getting there, and it was, like, I dunno. And clubs are seedy and (Arthur's) life is shitty and then it just turned into this (hopefully somewhat subtle) angst-fest, and Arthur doesn't really know because he's drunk and kinda stoned. And now I'm just babbling.

aflkj so THANK YOU. I'm very glad you liked it. :D