Hello all my Merrical peeps! I know this is last minute, but over on the Merrical Discord server, @bejeweled-jyn has been trying to organize a Merrical Kinktober! The queen has gone and made a google doc to submit requests here. I greatly encourage any authors or artists to participate! There is going to be a collection on ao3 made for this, and I will provide details when they are finalized. Just wanted to get the word out ASAP! Come on all you degenerates, I know we can have a real fun time with this 😏
Also happy to announce that this week that myself, @fancyfrey, and @whatthesithitskyra, have all been made mods on the server! So thank you so much to @ahsokastechie, @wayfaringjedi, and @jan-uarys for choosing us! There will be activity on the server for this Kinktober as well, so stay tuned 🥰
Want to become a degenerate yourself? Get yourself some access to the Merrical server...I swear we are so normal over there...
When she sat down and placed her back against the wall, Cal remembered seeing her there before, when those nights in the galley turned into nights—here, in this room, on his cot.
Neither of them spoke for a few moments after Cal settled into his old side of the bunk.
“We used to do this on many nights,” Merrin observed softly.
Cal lifted a leg onto the cot and rested one of his arms on it, “Yeah, it’s been a while.”
Her brown eyes, which he knew so well, shifted to his, “And why do you think that is?”
Dropping his gaze was almost shameful, but somehow facing her and admitting it felt worse, “Dunno exactly. Guess we got…a little busy.”
A ‘little busy’ was an understatement. A ‘little busy’—
Also felt like an excuse. And he didn’t know why.
…
The distance that was there but shouldn’t be. Esoteric moments that were once so salient and defining are but a thought in the back of the mind, put in a box and locked away.
But what if that box were to be taken out. What if the dust was to be wiped off and opened again.
What if we found our way back to one another again?