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Gah. The fics I wanted to write are not getting written. I have a lot of stuff planned, mostly for hs_bingo, but... it is not happening.

(There is a massive amount of blank white space under the cut. I have no idea why and am afraid of screwing up the HTML for the card. Bother. Just scroll down if you're reading, please?)( Bingo card and lots of plans. Those plans do have spoilers for The Traitor Game, or rather repeated references to one particular spoiler. )

(On the bright side, I reached my quota of Official Work that had to be done. This is what burned me out and prevented fic.)

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Title: From Either Side of a Closet Door
Fandoms: Merlin/The Traitor Game
Characters/Pairings: Merlin/Arthur, Michael/Francis
Rating/Warnings: PG-13, Swearing like sailors (not in Latin), discussions of sex, homophobia, stress of remaining closeted, lack of Britpicking, and me trying to be serious and meaningful while the characters (particularly Arthur and Merlin) insist on being amusing and hot.
Wordcount: 1200
Written for: hs_bingo; it could count for several prompts and I haven't decide which one.
A/N: I think this may be the first fic for The Traitor Game ever to be written. I'm afraid they don't show up until about halfway down, but they are in there, I promise. I hope you'll be able to grasp what's going on even if you only know one canon. Now has a Merlin-specific tie-in/prequel here.

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( The blond bloke was behind the darker-haired one, rubbing a hand along his companion’s hips; the darker one had his head turned back as if to say something. Or as if he’d only have to twist a little bit more and they would be kissing right in the middle of the dance floor. The bloody idiots. )