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guessilllive · 2 days
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Just a random sketch from work :) been thinking about them a lot lol
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niishiki · 3 days
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He had made it all of ten steps with Merlin on his back as he heard the bells of the citadel ring out through the night.
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crystaiskiess · 6 months
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stealing moments
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thenerdyindividual · 19 days
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I love the headcanon that Merlin is scrawny and gawky when he first arrives in Camelot because he was underfed and used magic to cheat at his chores. However, I would love an au where Merlin shows up to Camelot wiry and farm-boy strong, and Arthur’s nose immediately starts bleeding.
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hopelessheathen · 10 months
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emrysofealdor · 1 year
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Merthur (3) | BBC Merlin + Textposts/Tweets (27/?)
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*merlin walking out of the council chambers while the knights are having a meeting*
mordred aka #1 merthur shipper telepathically: arthur is looking at your ass
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aaaand we're back babes... merlin has me in a chokehold again
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imagine-dragonlords · 2 months
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Mordred is dying:
1st DISIR Embrace the Old Religion. 2nd DISIR Learn her ways. 3rd DISIR Bow to the Goddess. ARTHUR You know I can't do that.
If Merlin was dying:
1st DISIR Embrace the Old Religion. ARTHUR Okay. 2nd DISIR Learn- wait, what? ARTHUR Where's Merlin?
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nothankyoudear · 1 year
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Ever since Merlin was a small child, Hunith had always bombarded him with loving touches. She carried him whenever she could, and when he grew too big to be carried, she left him with warm hugs and soft touches on his cheeks. She wiped his tears when he cried, and intertwined their fingers on cold nights as they slept.
Arthur, on the other hand, could not remember the last time he was touched by his father in any way other than a firm clasp on the shoulder. All his life, he's known nothing but side glances and firm remarks. No one was there to wipe his tears away when he cried, and certainly no one was there to hold him on cold nights as he slept.
He was the prince of Camelot, after all, and everyone knew that princes cannot be soft.
Which was why, the first time that Merlin went in for a hug, Arthur immediately flinched back.
They stood in silence for a few moments before Arthur left, unable to stand the tension in the air. Not thinking much about it, he had rendered it just another one of those awkward little moments with Merlin that would soon dissipate from his memory.
Oh, how wrong he was.
Arthur found himself unable to move on from it. He spent that night turning in his bed, wondering what it would've been like if he accepted Merlin's hug - The warmth and comfort that he had only ever seen given to others. He fell asleep wondering what it would feel like to be embraced by another.
Merlin doesn't do it again, at least not for a while. It was understandable, especially after Arthur reacted so drastically at his first attempt at closeness, but Arthur still couldn't help but spend another few sleepless nights regretting his reaction.
Because he was the prince of Camelot, and if Merlin - irresponsible, reckless, sarcastic Merlin - wasn't willing to touch him, then no one was.
So when the second time came - when Merlin, most likely without thinking ("when does he ever think?"), went in for a hug, Arthur hugged back.
He wrapped Merlin in his arms, and oh, it was bliss. The warmth and the comfort and the closeness that he had heard so much about were all real. He couldn't help but tighten his arms around the other boy's thin body and lean in, rendered helpless by a sense of aching intimacy.
Questions immediately appeared in Arthur's mind: How had he survived up until then without touches like these? If Merlin had never been assigned as his manservant, would he have gone his whole life without experiencing this? And now that he's finally experienced this, how could he go without it for the rest of his life?
The thought pained Arthur, so he squeezed even harder.
They didn't talk about it afterwards, but Arthur knew that Merlin knew. Arthur had exposed the softness underneath his hard exterior, and now Merlin knew.
And lord, was it great.
Their previously rare touches turned more and more common. Soon, putting on Armour turned into lingering touches on Arthur's body, and training sessions turned into Merlin haphazardly wiping the sweat from Arthur's forehead as he leaned into the cooling touch on his skin.
Sometimes, if Arthur was feeling brave, he’d even initiate some of these touches.
He’d hook his finger with Merlin’s as they walked to the stables, running his thumb against whatever skin he could reach. He’d warm Merlin’s seemingly forever cold hands by gently pulling them into his own bigger ones. He’d walk up silently behind Merlin as he’s softly humming a song while polishing Arthur’s armour, and wrap his arms around his waist, burying his head into the crook of Merlin’s shoulder.
It was like Arthur's mind was trying to reclaim all touches lost to the years. He craved skin - Merlin's skin - on his. He craved the way Merlin's fingers ran over his muscles. He craved these moments of intimacy where he wasn't Arthur Pendragon, the prince of Camelot, and he was just Arthur.
And somehow Merlin knew of this insatiable craving of his, because he was always giving and giving and giving. Arthur never openly asked for the tender touches and the soft trails of fingertips against his stomach, but Merlin - lovely, gorgeous, beautiful Merlin - was always there to give.
The love in Merlin was overflowing, and Arthur was there to catch every last drop of it.
And as Arthur was still human (despite how hard he tried), there were times when he wept.
Arthur cried the same way he cried when he was a child - with his shoulder shaking, his eyes shut, and his hands trembling. He also used to sob with his mouth open and with his grief audible like any other child, but that had long been scolded and beaten out of him.
However, despite the habits that he brought into adulthood, the nights when he cried were no longer like the lonely nights that he suffered through as a child - There was no ache in his chest as tears ran down his cheeks. No biting the collar of his shirt as he attempted to stay quiet. No harsh words to keep him silent.
There were, in their place, gentle caresses to his forehead as Merlin smoothed back his hair, murmuring words of comfort under his breath. A warm shoulder to lean on as he cried quietly. Thumbs that wiped under his lashes and nimble fingers that caressed his cheeks.
A voice that cooed and replied, “I'm here, darling” when Arthur whispered, “Merlin, Merlin, Merlin” through his tears. Lips that pressed against his as another sob seeped out. Arms that wrapped around Arthur, and gentle hands that ran themselves comfortingly over the expanse of his back until they both fell asleep.
And what a joy it was, to have someone who wiped his tears away when he cried, and someone to hold him on cold nights as he slept. To be touched and held and loved.
What a joy Merlin was.
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Barista Merlin: Ah. Bad day at office hm? Probably one of your employees messed up something.
Businessman Arthur: [surprised] Yes, how did you know?
Barista Merlin: [back towards Arthur, making a drink] You only order tomato and avocado sandwiches when you do otherwise it would've been your usual drink with no food.
Businessman Arthur: [intrigued] Oh? And if it wasn't my employee? I could've just been grumpy about the weather or client. [Leaning against the counter, watching Merlin]
Barista Merlin: [oblivious] You don't mind rainy weather, if you did you wouldn't be coming here, and if it were one of your clients you'd order two blueberries muffins sometimes a custard pie. [Hands over Arthur's order] Now, will that be all?
Businessman Arthur: [sending Merlin a fond look] Yeah, that's all.
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morganaconda · 1 year
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29. Good Merlin Fics I've Read Recently (10/24/23)
5 times Arthur warms Merlin up by itsnautica
The Account of Sir Percival by Zaadi [gen]
a million little times by schweet_heart
A Quiet Decision by Zafra
All that Arthur loves by Adara_Rose
Alliance by NotInPublic
Amnesia by Theroundbartable [gen?]
The Beast of Winter by linaerys
Born to Rule the Storm by slightlytookish [gen]
Convivial by BeautifulFiction
Delirium by mithrel
Dirty Laundry by MerlinLikeTheBird
don't you love the way (I drag you down) by queerofthedagger
Epistemology by Solarcat
everything that I am by theotherpacman
Faded Scars by death_of_a_phangirl
Gossip travels like wildfire by Misaratis
the heart of a star by prattery
The Hunt for Red Emrys by darkbluedark
I walked into your dagger for the last time by PetrichorAndInk
i was fixed on your hand of gold by intothefirewego
In The Bleak Midwinter by raven (singlecrow)
The Last Word by Greensilver (Trelkez)
Learning to Communicate by Tamloid
Lines On A Map by MerlinLikeTheBird
Love Potion No. 9, or: A Midsummer Night's Dream in Camelot! by rubberbutton
Magic and Bravery by Titti
Merlin Emrys and the Last Dragon Egg by schweet_heart
Mount Badon by Betty
New Light by kageygirl
The Proper Course by mithrel
Rumor Has It by vintagelilacs
Safeguard by Solarcat
Seeing White by TheAsexualofSpades [gen?]
Serket’s Poison by death_of_a_phangirl
slán sábháilte by dotfic
The sword or the scabbard? by oconel
Take Me Up (cast me away) by sacredraisincakes
The Things We Do For Love - or the things Merlin swears he won't do for Arthur but ends up doing anyway. by ximeria
Things Left Unsaid by Cithara
Time Now To Be The Future by ToraK (torakowalski)
Trade by LadyoftheWoods
Treason, Love, Magic by harlequin (julie)
Warm by Penknife
(We Can Burn) Brighter Than the Sun by Batsutousai
Ygraine's Son by death_of_a_phangirl
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crystaiskiess · 6 months
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insolence is a good look on you
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thenerdyindividual · 1 month
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Surely someone has said this but I cant find it: merlin/arthur
NO ONE HAS ASKED THIS YET! IT'S WILD!
This is the ship for me. Two sides of the same coin. The banter. The devotion. The friendship!!! The tragedy of them! Two young men growing up with so much pressure. Two young men who should have no reason to be friends, yet found each other and loved each other anyway.
Merlin sees Arthur as more than a prince, and that is something Arthur sorely needs. He needs someone who treats him like a real person. He needs someone who he can trust unconditionally, and Merlin is all of the above. Merlin will always have Arthur's back, come hell or high water.
Merlin swearing to make Arthur king in season 1, then giving Arthur Excalibur in season 4. The lengths Merlin goes to protect his soulmate.
The way Arthur matures and grows thanks to Merlin's influence. The way he goes from a boy who rages at the idea of being made fun of, to a man who can stand in a tavern while his servant takes all his money in a game and laugh! The way he risked his life for Merlin, thinking Merlin was only a servant. The way he is heartbroken when he thinks Merlin has been killed.
"Something has been bothering you, hasn't it?" "You haven't smiled in the last three days." "I am happy to be your servant until the day I die." "Everything I did... it was for you" "What would you do, Merlin?"
But also "dollophead" "idiot" "shut up" "Cabbagehead" "Merlin can't find his own backside"
They are full of angst, but they are full of joy. They are incredibly competent but also dumbass4dumbass. Jock/Nerd, Rich/Poor, Irritation to Lovers, Best Friends. There is tenderness that they only have for each other. There is vulnerability that they only show to each other.
Arthur gave Merlin a place to belong, and in his own way, Merlin did the same in return. Merlin is still waiting for him at the lake!!!
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forbearne · 7 months
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no i cannot explain how how how physically not good this show is for me are you kidding me?????
their eyes, THEIR EYES! no because merlin was all morose this episode because of the "arthur's bane" prophecy and just look at how arthur looks at him. and look at merlin's own eyes! their pupils are both so dilated maybe it's the dimness but that's what got me. they never talked to each other clearly at all in this episode, for the whole show for that matter, but how they look at each other—they want to talk and know each other so badly. UGHHH
they look at each other with so much love.
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