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

the polyamory couldn't save them in the end. but it matters that it was there

Arthur barging into Morgana’s chambers

Arthur: Merlin is such an idiot I can’t believe I’m going to marry him someday.

Morgana: you don’t have to?

Arthur: no, I’m gonna.

Nobody:

Nobody at all:

A television show that nothing has occured with for the past 12 years on tumblr.gov:

love always, freya

Sometimes you’re just the ghost of a girl in your childhood room <3

BBC Merlin & Text Posts (16/?)

an eternity later, the gwen tarot T^T

found my new passion: putting merthur into random meme pics

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.

Mordred

any merlin fans out there..... have a wip

i've grown a mouth so sharp and cruel, it's all that i can give to you my dear

the final scene of merlin was so unnecessary and for what. traumatizing an entire country on christmas eve with the implications that the magical twink with the death wish has spent 1500+ years waiting by that mother fucking lake for his wet golden retriever of a mythical noble boyfriend to come back. and it DOESNT EVEN END WITH A REUNION. haunting. jail for ten thousand years. i am devouring it with pita chips and hummus.

"You don't have to sacrifice yourself," he says, and his eyes beg his King to hear the silent pleas let me take your place, arthur, please, because you are my destiny and camelot isn't my home without you and i was born to serve you, arthur, until the day i die and please let me save you one last time