An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Home feels temporary, a sandcastle seconds from washing away in the rising tide. Home is a fairy tale he used to tell Faroe, a lie he told himself, his own carrot, as false and hollow as Kayne’s. Maybe Arthur is a shark, unable to stop, leaving a trail of blood wherever he goes. —
A character exploration of Arthur's relationship to the concept of home, spanning from childhood to post-canon.
Posting this on Tumblr a bit late (since I'm not on here often) but I'm proud of this so I figured I might as well share! I participated in @malevolentbigbang this year and spent a significant amount of the creation period convinced I wouldn't make it, and came out the other side. The working title for my fic was “i am sad about arthur lester” which i think tells you everything you need to know.
Endless appreciation to @otterbiscuits and @zil-street for the beautiful art they created, Moon for beta reading, all my fellow writers for their support and encouragement, and the mod team for keeping the event running smoothly.
Manda’s art
Zil’s art
