And In His Hands, A Weapon by
I love this fic. It has an evil sorceress, and Merlin being very brave and Arthur being very awesome, and they're adorable and sometimes, you just look at them and think, they are the stuff of legend and kinda feel afraid and yet warm. It's like proof that that idiotic guy in freshman English who joined a frat and lived on nachos and the guy you know exists outside chem class but can't prove it really do learn to interact with other people and then save the world. Or fake it extraordinarily well. My love for this fic is pure and involves puppies and rainbows. Also, Arthur is fighting with a sword. If you are not aware the fastest way to gain my attention is Arthur earnestly trying to kill things, you have not been reading here long.
(See Sheppard, John, with gun. I rest my case.)
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