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I don’t know what you’re taking about Arthur didn’t die?? Merlin gave him a smooch on the lips and the power of true love brought him back to life??

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Something I love about merlin fanfiction are the 24/7 always on call ol reliable bands of bandits and mercenaries constantly roaming every inch of albion forest, at your service should you need a sudden contrivance for some bamf, whump or angst. Why do they keep risking their lives by attacking strangers with no prospects of personal gain you ask? I say who are you to judge a ragtag team of no-names for their utter devotion to serving up dramatic plot points and developing the main characters' relationships purely out of the goodness of their hearts. True allies will fight you to the death so that you will get the chance to prove the true depths of your devotion. Braver than the troops if ever I saw it

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merlin is such a compelling character because he's so contradictory. he's a man of mystery who's really bad at lying. you can tell he's lying about something, but his behavior is so odd no one can guess what he could possibly be lying about. basically, every character looks at him and goes 'you're clearly hiding something but im not really sure if I want to get into all that right now.' this is why he's able to tell everyone he's a sorcerer in episode three and no one believes him.

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I tried to save as much of Jay's commentary from the livestream as I could (the chat was moving pretty fast) so here you go!

The Underworld

No Longer You

Monster

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reblog w the song lyrics in your head NOW. either stuck in yr head or what yr listening to

#this life is amazing when you greet with open arms #whatever we'll face we'll be fine if we're leading from the heart #i was tame i was gentle til the circus life made me mean #don't you worry folks we took out all her teeth #my brain loves to come up with mashups and medleys

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UNDERWORLD SAGA SKETCHY BECAUSE THE BRAINROT HAS BEGUN I HEARD THE STREAM AND IMMEDIATELY BEGAN TO DOODLE BECAUSE I CANT SCREAM [low sat below the cut cuz it’s the underworld]

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Chat: *sobbing about Polites and Odysseus’ mom*

Jay: Don’t worry guys :D it’s only their final thoughts as they died :D

Chat: *sobbing harder*

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Tiresias: I see your wife........ with a ruthless man who has killed hundreds of people

Odysseus:

Odysseus:

Odysseus: *Monster starts playing* I will ensure that this man will be me

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Odysseus: WHO?!?!?!

Tiresias, just vibing: I see a song of past romance~

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#Arthur in greys and browns is my favourite thing

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It bothers me how many people are morally incurious, and it bothers me even more how many people seem to think that interrogating morality is proof of immorality- because I'm pretty sure that the latter is at least partly driving the former. Asking why an action or institution is wrong does not necessarily mean that someone thinks that that action or institution is right. If you never ask yourself why something is wrong or right, then what is determining your morality? Because it's not you.

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thinking about how when you experience a lot of shame in your formative years (indirectly, directly, as abuse or just as an extant part of your environment) it becomes really difficult to be perceived by other people in general. the mere concept of someone watching me do anything, whether it's a totally normal activity or something unfamiliar of embarrassing, whether I'm working in an excel spreadsheet or being horny on main, it just makes my skin crawl and my brain turn to static because I cannot convince myself that it's okay to be seen and experienced. because to exist is to be ashamed and embarrassed of myself, whether I'm failing at something or not, because my instinctive reaction to anyone commenting on ANYTHING I'm doing is to crawl into a hole and die. it's such a bizarre and dehumanizing feeling to just not be able to exist without constantly thinking about how you are being Perceived. ceaseless watcher give me a god damn break.

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When the prophet tells Odysseus that he sees a man with his wife, a dangerous killer with a trail of bodies behind him, and Odysseus screams like he never has before, even when the guy told them they were never going to get home- chef kiss

Knowing that that dangerous killer IS Odysseus- donkey kick to the gut.

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"Odysseus when you come home, I'll be waiting. Even if you're the last thing I see, I'll be waiting."

"I'm right here, Mom. Can't you see I'm waiting? ...I took too long."

Jay, come here a second. I would like to have a word about why I'm silently bawling my eyes out at 1am because of Anticlea saying she will always love her son whom she died waiting for.

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