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crack_van2010-05-05 06:43 pm
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We Will Be by impertinence (R)
Fandom: MERLIN
Pairing: Gwen/Morgana
Length: 14k
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
impertinence
Author Website: Fic at the AO3
Why this must be read:
I think the author's own summary describes it best: "Morgana and Gwen fall in love. And then there's a slug" I mean what more can you say? Other than that it's by turns a lovely, heartbreaking and witty look at Morgana coming to terms with her magic and the girls working their way towards a relationship despite occasional clashes of station and personality.
Also, there's a giant magical slug.
“I'm a little worried,” Gwen said a few days later as they walked down the road leading out of the village, “if Arthur can detect us even when he's stinking drunk.”
“Oh, everyone knows, of course,” Morgana said without thinking.
What she'd said didn't even really register until Gwen stopped dead in her tracks. “What?”
It was a familiar reiteration of the same old problem, Gwen not understanding social mores Morgana had been born with. “They know. They can't possibly not know.”
“But – the door, and you – you said we had to be discreet.”
“We do,” Morgana said. “It's...it's different with nobles, Gwen. They don't care if they know, they care if they can see us at it.”
“That makes no sense. It's barely even a distinction.”
We Will Be
Pairing: Gwen/Morgana
Length: 14k
Author on LJ:
impertinenceAuthor Website: Fic at the AO3
Why this must be read:
I think the author's own summary describes it best: "Morgana and Gwen fall in love. And then there's a slug" I mean what more can you say? Other than that it's by turns a lovely, heartbreaking and witty look at Morgana coming to terms with her magic and the girls working their way towards a relationship despite occasional clashes of station and personality.
Also, there's a giant magical slug.
“I'm a little worried,” Gwen said a few days later as they walked down the road leading out of the village, “if Arthur can detect us even when he's stinking drunk.”
“Oh, everyone knows, of course,” Morgana said without thinking.
What she'd said didn't even really register until Gwen stopped dead in her tracks. “What?”
It was a familiar reiteration of the same old problem, Gwen not understanding social mores Morgana had been born with. “They know. They can't possibly not know.”
“But – the door, and you – you said we had to be discreet.”
“We do,” Morgana said. “It's...it's different with nobles, Gwen. They don't care if they know, they care if they can see us at it.”
“That makes no sense. It's barely even a distinction.”
We Will Be