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theroundbartable · 8 months
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Hi! I want to share a merthur prompt that's been on me mind for a long time, but cannot write cause english is not my first language and I'm afraid to make mistakes. I would love for you to write it, but if you only share the prompt for someone else to do it, it's fine too.
You know how in the arthurian mithology Arthur wasn't raise as a prince to begin with but was discover later? Not only that, but Utter was the one who order Merlin to hide him, so he took him and made other family raise him.
Well, inspired on this I though what if our BBC Merlin did this? I imagine inmortal Merlin after the events of camlam, mad with grieve, tired of waiting for Arthur and cursing destiny and fate, would come to the conclusion that it was the prophesy he tried to fulfill that ended up killing and condeming Arthur. So, as soon as he learns how to, he travels back in time just when Arthur is about to be born. He kidnaps baby Arthur and gives him to a nice couple in Ealdor who he knows can't have children and will raise him well. He doesn't care about destiny anymore, he just wants Arthur to be happy and safe.
Obviously this has consecuences: Utter's hate towards magic becomes worse because he did not only lose his wife to a sorcerer but his son and heir as well. Search parties look for the lost prince for years without success and Utter is force to acknowledge Morgana as his daughter since he refuses to marry again, let alone have another heir. He won't stop looking for his son though no matter how much his council pleads him to.
Meanwhile, little Arthur meets little Merlin and become inseparable friends. Merlin from the future smiles, watching them from afar. He's been looking after Arthur all this time, making sure he won't be found and that he's safe. Suddenly he notices his body is starting to be less solid and realise that sooner or later he's going to disappear because there can be two Merlins coexisting in the same time. Not wanting to leave Arthur unprotected, he decides to orquest secret encounters with his younger self in the woods disguise as Dragoon/Emrys to start giving him magic leasons so he can control his magic better, ergo protect Arthur when he is not around. However, Arthur follows Merlin one day to see where he always goes of to and he discovers his best friend has magic. He takes it well though and even asks "Emrys" to teach him too. "Emrys" says something along the lines "You don't have magic I can work with but you defenitely have strength and courage. I can teach you to be a Knight" and he does. From then on he gives them not only magic and knight leasons, but education in general.
The day "Emrys" knows he is going to die/disappear he meets with Merlin, who is a teen by then, privatly one last time. With all the power he has left he transfers all his memories to Merlin. Overwhelm but over all angry teen Merlin shouts at adult Merlin, who is not in disguise anymore, "How dare you! You had no right to take that away from him! His right to the throne! He could've have better life, he could...". Adult Merlin argues back "Being prince is what made him miserable and got him killed in the first place!". They fight a little more, but in the end Adult Merlin says "Look, if you think is best to bring Arthur back to Camelot and reveal he is the lost prince is your choice. I already gave you all the information you need to be beware of the dangers and consecuences. Don't let any prophesy lead your choices and protect him" and he banishes soon after. Teen Merlin is left without knowing what to do.
He doesn't have to do anything though. Essetier kingdom falls, maybe do to war or a plague, i don't know, and Merlin, Arthur and their parents are force to flee to Camelot. They arrive at the Citidel and... that's all I got 😅 Sorry. I suppose at some point Arthur is discover and chaos ensues, but I don't know how it would happen.
OP, I just want to say.... i already know you're underestimating yourself. This summary looks awesome. I love the idea. And I have no doubt that you can flesh this out.
I'm not going to write it, because you can make this a 300 k story and people will absolutely read it and they will love it. I know this, because I absolutely would. Don't worry about your English, it's more than fine. (There are some spelling mistakes, but that's to do with typing, not actual problems with grammar.)
Look, I'm not an English native myself. I'm German and I started off with stories that made little sense in consistency. I was 12 when my first comment (my brother) told me it sucked. And he was right but that didn't stop me. The level on writing I see in this little summary is what I would have aspired my writing to become at the time. You have nothing to be insecure about.
Don't be afraid to write your own story. Don't be afraid to make mistakes. Trust me on this. You will do better than you think. And if you want, you can always message me if you need any help. I would love to read your version of the whole story.
Seriously, I mean it. You've given me enough text to see it. It would be a great gift to the fandom if you tried. :)
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E mi ritrovai nell’abisso più profondo ,a lottare con i miei demoni peggiori ,alla ricerca di me stessa…
Non so descrivere il dolore ,il senso di abbandono ,insicurezza ,la paura ,il rendersi conto che in fin dei conti si è sempre stati da soli , il vuoto che mi ha mangiata dentro fino a non provare più nulla fino al punto che tutto ciò che mi stava uccidendo in quel momento non era più così importante … E a quel punto iniziai di nuovo a lottare ,trovai la forza per tirarmi su un’altra volta però senza più voltarmi indietro ,con una nuova consapevolezza ,con una forza diversa …
Ho abbracciato e amo la mia solitudine , perché grazie ad essa ho saputo ascoltarmi , capirmi , curarmi le ferite, concedermi ciò di cui avevo bisogno …
Avevo bisogno di me stessa e non l’avevo mai capito , non fino in fondo, ho dovuto ritrovarmi nel peggiore dei modi …nel dolore più profondo
Sono dovuta morire per rinascere
E ora so che sono l’unica persona di cui ho bisogno ,l’unica vera priorità
*.•AlMa•’.*
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viktornovgorod · 1 month
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Write what you associate my work with. Anything you like: words, feeling, color, shape, objects, moodboard, photos.
I’m interested in your thoughts!
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iamriddle-6969 · 1 year
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Solve me if you can, mortal. dare to match wits/\?
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elevatedcult · 8 months
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Don’t be afraid to do your passion, speak your mind and be the black sheep. A lot of people are wired to stay to themselves. Who knows, you might influence other people
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thinkdifferent70 · 16 days
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zeusdarkness-blog · 2 years
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missing someone who was never yours is a whole new level of mindfuckery
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cattycaleb · 2 years
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just found this in my drafts and i have no idea why i didn’t post it bc it’s a certified BANGER
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annabelle-higgins · 1 year
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debora-goth · 11 months
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Made a comic about a crackship I like
1 - 2 - 3 - Goocat@GayGooCat
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C'è la creme de la rue, pour la vie
Non vi ho visti, mon amie
Rreh-puh, la police, in TV c'è il Napoli Gesù,
curami dalla bestia che ho in testa
_Izi-Bluface_
NO REBLOG
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limontuztequila · 2 years
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please do not touch..
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marcypawlus · 2 years
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Think Happy~~~ Stay Happy
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nonchalantbeauties · 2 years
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They tell me I can be whatever I wanna be
But all I ever wanna be is ...yours ♡
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textsnotfound · 2 years
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I saw a rock at the top of a mountain. And the rock was seating on top of a statue, not to honour anyone, but to shame many. I tried looking up but the light was incandescent, memories were burning like grass, all I could see were ashes fall down in my lashes, like a million hands picking up the ashes of the dead for centuries.
Below, two hands picked mine up. And showed me how insignificant I was, before the timeline was finally the one of my up rising, a delusion so far fetched that blurred the lines; It was a risky move, because I am unable to come back to that point, before I chose to step into it. A lie so stupid you would start wondering what would anyone win from making it up. Truth be told, it's an axe fight one that is not about who wins, it's about who is hurt less, who survives and it's allowed to overcome the fall after victory. A blood bath of sorts. Now, think about what I just said. Don't estipulate about how basic what I said was, how close to the idea of logic that is; Instead focus on how many times you have arrived to that conclusion before. I bet you are thinking "more than once" yet you are back in the cycle. You have seen me here each time to come back, and I have seen you pretend to be someone new. How much you look for authenticity while covering yourself up over layers and layers of pretend, the hours and days you spend reading their expressions copying it all, accents, colors and expressions. You are all and every person you have acquired to your chaotic collection of individuals you are part of.
Sticking together parts of human interactions, words and minds, in an attempt to be more human, while in reality creating a Frankenstein's monster of a shell, others see as a bunch of rotten bodies walking. More human is not better, more human is unnatural. And that is why you see yourself in such a bad light. Because at the end you were a human before you started this project, and your instincts ask to hate the unnatural in you and the other parts claim those unnatural treats as a badge of honor. Duality in a world of chaos is an act of disobedience, an act that goes against all that is naturally ruling, an atrocity. Go to sleep, I'll protect you.
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