jedibuttercup

PG; King Arthur: Legend of the Sword; Arthur & The Mage, 1,600 words. Missing scene.

The chilly air tasted of dust and lightning strikes and the faint iron tang of blood, and there were still all too many questions lingering unanswered.

When It's Worth It

(For finx in yuletide)

T; King Arthur: Legend of the Sword, 6000 words. Arthur & Mage. Fic #2 for Yuletide 2018.

He'd make the best of things, of course; if nothing else, his uncle had been right about his drive. But Arthur's reign had begun in fire and blood, even as his father's had ended, and he would not forget that.

the dream of what could be

(Linked @ the AO3 Yuletide archive; written for pasiphile)

T; King Arthur: Legend of the Sword; The Mage/Arthur, 5700 words. For fandom5k.

There was a question lurking in Arthur's words; but she would not make it that easy for him.

I Am Here Now (Because of You)

(Linked @ the AO3 Fandom 5k 2018 archive; written for alamorn)

T; King Arthur: Legend of the Sword, 3200 words. Pre-Arthur/Mage. Fic #1 for Yuletide 2017.

The morning after Bedivere settled a crown on his head in front of a cheering crowd, Arthur woke to a much less expected murmur of noise: the voice of the river waking up again as it wended its way past Camelot.

The Difference Between a Man and a King

(Linked @ the AO3 Yuletide archive; written for alamorn)

Title: Are You Falling For Me (Like I'm Falling For You)?
Author: jedibuttercup
Fandom: King Arthur: Legend of the Sword
Rating: MA; het/slash/threesome
Wordcount: 11,000 words
Warnings/Notes: For the 2017 iddyiddybangbang. Prompted by a reread through that ancient collection of iddy tropes, the Matter of Britain, and Hollywood's latest take on it, the very pretty and also quite iddy "King Arthur: Legend of the Sword." I borrowed Ioan Gruffudd's Lancelot from the 2004 movie, then stirred in bits and pieces from "The Romance of Arthur" for worldbuilding flavor. :)

Summary: In another world, what happened with Lancelot might have been the end rather than the beginning: a step toward the destruction of Camelot rather than a new-laid cornerstone. But to a fighter who'd lived most of his life as a nothing from nowhere, who'd wed for trust rather than romance, a companion for bed and battlefield was the best dowry Arthur could have asked for. [A Magic Made Them Do It story, with a twist.]

( Are You Falling For Me (Like I'm Falling For You)? ) (or read at AO3)