#Afk Merlin

[the--firevenus]

Late night talks

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Thinking about them... Also base of this ramble I made lol

#firevenus art #afk journey #afk merlin #magister merlin #afk valen #fanart #Headcanon #valen x merlin #They took over my brain momentarily rn sorry guys #Also is this an excuse to draw valen without his fancy get up?? Yes. Yes it is. #The bond you create while everything else asleep can feel so sacred sometimws

[sidonisms]

Kajal, aka my Magister Merlin!!

I wanted the model files for Bryon cause he's pretty and found out it has character creation + the mask,,,, so I had to make an oc who wears the spooky mask,,, I couldn't choose between male or female so I chose both and decided they could shapeshift between as they please!!

I don't even play this game and I feel the obsession rising....

#afk journey #merlin #afk merlin #magister merlin #bryon #afk bryon #valen #afk valen #render

[pigeontuxedo]

oops! i became obsessed with a mobile game

#afk journey #afk valen #afk merlin #my art #i cant grind in the game to progress so i turn to art. #everyone look away #magister merlin

[sonoyya]

Some AFK Jorney sketches

#afk journey #afk arena #afk lorsan #afk valen #afk merlin #my art

[chervonyizvir]

I've found out approximate Magister Merlin's age

[ID: text in the lower part of loading screen in AFK Journey: "Arcane Council — Toward the end of the Immortal War, mages and magisters began to band together to wage war against the avatars of the gods and try to meditate the conflict. Chief among the council was the Magister Supreme, Merlin."]

Merlin was an important member of some war? Ok

[ID: text in the lower part of loading screen in AFK Journey: "Age of Arcana — Thousands of years ago, men, led by the Arcane Council, broke free from the god's control. They were no longer puppets manipulated by gods in Immortal War."]

WAIT THE WAR TOOK PLACE THOUSANDS OF YEARS AGO??

#afk journey #magister merlin #afk merlin #my post

[windblume-violet]

No one:

Absolutely no one:

Me: Neglecting my Merlin's health to see if Bryon, Larson, Valen, or Eirron snap and just. Lock me away. Forever. One of these days, it'll happen. It's gotta. Bryon seems most likely to do it right now, though.

#afk journey #afk merlin #afk bryon #afk larson #afk eironn #afk valen

[mangakeque]

SPOILER ALERT

#mangakeque #digital art #mangart #artwork #fanart #artists on tumblr #afk lyca #afk fanart #afk art #illucia #valen #merlin #afk valen #afk merlin #afk journey

[miss-anachronism]

for requests. i need. valen x male magister merlin. im a sucker for this guy. anything really. thank you!

Ooh, I’ve never read an x reader/MC fic, let alone written one! New territory, as exciting as it is scary.

I’m not so sure I have a good grip on Valen’s character, but I tried to write it from his perspective. I hope this suits your needs! It gets a bit philosophical. And sorry if its OOC :,)

He isn’t sure what to think, really.

They’re sitting around a dying campfire, just outside the borders of the Dark Forest. Lorsan is pacing somewhere in the distance, muttering to himself, or to the wind, maybe. Trying to figure out what’s happened to his home. Korin leans against a tree, tending to his wounds- courtesy of Merlin. The magister himself is across from Valen, wrapping his own wound and chattering with his hamsters.

Logically, Valen knows that the lesson he should have taken from this scramble is a lot more profound than what’s been on his mind. He should be contemplating the Wilders, the forest, their next steps, how to protect the refugees. And he’s trying to, but it’s just that something- someone- keeps catching his attention.

He didn’t know Merlin could bleed.

It’s such a silly observation. But as Valen watches the angry red wound on Merlin’s forearm, his gut twists. It’s like seeing a god’s flesh tear, and seeing that its blood is the same bright red as his own.

Valen isn’t sure what exactly Merlin is. As far as he knows, no one does, not even Merlin himself. But to the average young Lightbearer, he’s a myth. A legendary figure that you might glimpse once in your life, but would never get to meet. Never speak with, let alone camp alongside. Fight alongside. Merlin throws his head back to laugh at something Chippy has said, and something stirs in Valen’s ribs, something he knows is dangerous.

All of this is dangerous. Merlin is not someone to be loved; Valen has seen what happened to Mirael. Forgotten about, left in the dust, accidentally as it was. The way she watches Merlin, her face made of mixed admiration, bitterness, and regret. He wonders if she would take it all back, if she could. Scariest of all, when she bid them farewell, the look in her eyes sent an ugly pain of jealousy through Valen’s chest. And he doesn’t want that to happen to him, selfish as that may be. Every time Merlin falls asleep, he risks waking up knowing nothing.

Besides, what is Valen to a hero of myth? His whole life has been barely a blink in Merlin’s. Whatever he is, there is no reasonable way Valen could ever mean something to Merlin the way that Merlin is beginning to mean something to him. Merlin will outlive him a thousand times over. And he’s probably met a thousand different people, fallen in love with quite a few of them. Someone who has experienced so much life, so much loss, can they still love? Could they ever?

And yet, he bleeds. It’s such a human weakness that it seems impossible. Valen knew heroes could bleed; he didn’t know gods could. Merlin does not go about the world serene and calculating, watching every moment with practiced ease. He stumbles, laughs, misses with his spells. He jostles Valen’s pauldron excitedly when they win a fight, he’s the last to flee when they lose, ensuring everyone else has disengaged safely. He has only one dimple, on his left cheek. Sometimes he speaks so fast his words blend together, and Hammie has to remind him to slow down. It’s endearing. It’s human. Valen doesn’t know what to do with it. Because it was so much easier, to write off affection as admiration. When the pieces had first clicked, he thought it all made sense. The natural pull that the magister gave off- yes, of course, it was just Merlin’s nature. But they’re a week into this camaraderie, and Valen keeps noticing things like the lick of hair on his neck that doesn’t sit flat.

Pretty fucking annoying, that’s what it is. Valen’s always prouded himself on his ability to swerve out of love’s path. He can flirt and charm all he wants, but at the end of the day all the love letters he receives are ink and paper, nothing more. Whenever someone seriously reciprocates- god forbid- he disengages as smoothly as he can, lest they get the wrong impression.

But Merlin has changed all that, somehow. Impossibly so. He supposes it’s in his nature, to take everything and turn it upside down. Valen doesn’t want to flirt with the Magister, to laugh as he flushes under his praise. Well, it would be nice, he always has liked the attention; but the thing is, that isn’t the point. With Merlin, he just wants to be. No performance, no elaborate courtship. Just… be. Together. All this, for someone who is more myth than man.

It seems like the scariest thing he’s ever faced.

“Valen?”

He jumps as the magister suddenly speaks, and realizes with mounting embarrassment that he’s been staring the whole time. Luckily, the magister grins good-naturedly- and ah, there’s that dimple again.

“Lost in thought?”

“You could say that.”

He leans back on his hands and forces his face into a smirk. It’s easier than he anticipated; despite everything, Merlin makes it simple to be around him.

“I’ve been meaning to say,” Merlin mirrors his position as Chippy and Hammie scuttle away, the former setting off on a quest to climb the nearest tree, “I really appreciate your help in all of this. Coming along, and aiding me- far past your assigned duties. It isn’t lost to me.”

Valen gives him a look. “Of course, magister. I’m not one to leave danger to fester; I’m sorry you ever had that impression of me.”

“No, it’s not that, it’s…” Merlin’s brow furrows as he collects his thoughts. “You know, you seem so… charmingly nonchalant. Like nothing bothers you. But that clearly isn’t true. You care a lot, Valen, and it’s really, really nice to see. You’re someone who is just… good, you know? And I appreciate it.” He grins sheepishly. “Sorry. Kinda cheesy compliment. I’ve lost all my memories, you know, but being around you- and Lorsan, Cassadee, Mirael- honestly, I don’t feel like I’m missing much of anything. Everything I need is right here.”

He shrugs and turns back to the fire, as if he has not sent Valen’s mind reeling. Functionally, Merlin has been aware for only a week- one week out of thousands of years. He’s wondered how he’s been so calm about the whole thing, and…

And it’s hard to believe, but it’s much harder to doubt what Merlin says, not as he stares into the fire with that soft smile. It dawns on Valen that he probably knows more about Merlin than Merlin does- all of the legends, at least. And yet, despite that insurmountable legacy, despite the name and title that bears unimaginable weight, Merlin is… content. Content in just moving forward, and hoping he’s doing the right thing.

And isn’t that all that Valen’s doing, as well? He doesn’t deserve all this praise; he always shies away from large displays of gratitude, loathing how awkward they make him feel. Because he’s just moving forward, and trying to do the right thing. It’s a simple motive, really. Faith, and what effort it takes to retain it. He always thought Merlin would have some deeper, existential knowledge of the world that would put all else to shame- access to the secrets of the universe, and what not. And, certainly, his magical capabilities are second to none- but his philosophy, the way he lives; it very well might be human after all.

Maybe the usual Merlin, the one with all his memories, is the knowledgeable, immovable sage that Valen grew to look up to. Maybe, once restored, Merlin will become that god-like fairytale hero, wisdom surpassing all others, power knowing no ends.

Selfishly, Valen hopes that never happens. That the Merlin in front of him stays the same, annoying dimple and all, and keeps looking at Valen like that. Like he sees something in him that Valen never knew was there. He hopes Merlin never raises above their quips, their banter.

He know’s it’s all in vain. But god, he hopes.

#afk journey #afk Valen #fanfic #ghostie writes #afk merlin

[ryuuuakuma]

Magister Merlin and Student Mirael

(wip)

#afk journey #mirael #afk mirael #afk merlin #art wip #sketch #digital art #digital illustration #artists on tumblr #my artwok #commissions open #taking commisions #digital painting #fanart #digital commisions #anime art

[dadconnoisseur]

Been playing AFK journey recently and wanted to redesign my Merlin, because I hate how basic you usually look

So this is the actual Merlin design. I wanted to really push into the Autumn vibes seeing as it’s our whole aesthetic and Merlin loves fall. I also wanted to make him older since becoming the Merlin of the lands probably takes a bit.

Younger/ In game

Yeah my Merlin is a lazy son of a bitch and just made himself look a bit younger, bitch is just silly goofy. Most people don’t really know it’s him since when he was this age he was always shut in his study working. Most only remember him when he had much longer hair and was a much more powerful wizard. In this form he looks more like he would be a family member instead of the actual Merlin.

OH YEAH HE IS ALSO A MAN KISSER

#art #artists on tumblr #digital art #oc #oc artwork #original character #fandom #my oc #fanart #afk journey #afk mc #AFK Merlin #AFK journey oc

[the--firevenus]

Merlin, listening to a tale or legends about himself from random local villager: oh wow! That's so interesting (he doesn't remember if that ever happen but regardless he enjoys the story telling)

Meanwhile hammie tries not to blow her magister identity , but can't stand false info: UM. ACTUALLY—

#Listen I had a vision #venus rambling #Afk journey #afk merlin #afk hammie #She so sweet but will not hesitate to claws at you if you disrespect her magister and she's so real for that #Start a rumour about merlin Infront of her and you'd be curse to be a frog (REAL) #Jk im being delulu lmao #Chippy protective of merlin physically but hammie is protective overall me think #headcanons

[sidonisms]

Merlin is a little bit unsettling (she's trying to be friendly)

#afk journey #afk dolly #magister merlin #afk merlin #render #you know valdemar from the arcana and their creepy head tilt? #basically that #merlin can't help being spooky

[pigeontuxedo]

more afk doogles... lorsan... bnuy.... bnuy!!!!! + my merlin

#afk journey #afk lorsan #afk valen #afk merlin #magister merlin

[starlightfae]

love that whenever Lorsan is behind your magister, it gives you bunny ears. no edit needed, the game has me covered

I'm hoping we get more character customization, my main magister looks fine but account #2 is a bit lackluster...

#afk journey #afk merlin

[l1ve-l4ugh-lov3craft]

got sucked into afk journey

never played Arena before, but I really like this lil amnesiac mage protag they’re dumb and silly

#Watch this become my new obsession #Silly little fantasy people in my phone #Nothing will get done I will be playing this game #afk journey #afk merlin

[konu-d]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: AFK Journey (Video Game) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Eironn/Merlin (AFK Journey) Characters: Eironn (AFK Arena), Lorsan (AFK Arena), Lyca (AFK Arena), Bryon (AFK Journey), Merlin (AFK Journey), Giga the Camelossus (AFK Journey) Additional Tags: Merlin is named the fic, names have power, Lucent’s Lament chapter Series: Part 1 of Camelossus Tales Summary:

Gathered around a flame, the magister is given another name. He seems to like it.

#crow’s blablablah #afk eironn #afk journey #afk lorsan #afk lyca #afk bryon #afk rhian #afk merlin #People really like this one for some reason?? #idk but its nice #heehee