@mixlogist

Lowell blinked as Merlin came near the bar. The man looked like him, at least. Was it him? "What can I getcha?" Why was his heart racing?

   Merlin never expected to meet someone who looked so much like HIM again. Was he Arthur? He looked him in the face and in the build, but maybe he was wrong. Maybe he was going senile at last. The warlock ran his hands through unruly curls after he'd sat himself down at the bar. "I think that I'm going to need whatever the strongest thing you've got back there is."

@lcvenderhcze : merlin for matt

“HAVE YOU BEEN TO THAT RESTURANT OVER THERE?” Merlin asked. He wasn’t new to the area by any means, but he didn’t get out all that much. “I’m sorry, that’s er … awkward. I just haven’t been yet and was wondering if it was worth trying at all. It seems to have quite the popularity of late.”

@oncerebrn

"When where you going to tell me I had a son and he sired an entire line that is currently sitting on the throne, but with no actual power?"

   The way Merlin felt flushed and flustered was embarrassing. Truth be told, he hadn't been sure how to bring up the subject to him. "I was planning on telling you, it just ... hadn't come up yet. I'm sorry, I should have told you. It's just ... been so long. I've kept tabs on them over the years but ... it was hard to watch them all and not have you here, you know." He could recount how he'd been there with Gwen when their heir had been brought into the world. How he'd helped look after the lad up until Leon took over as a fatherly figure and Merlin the bumbling uncle. "I suppose the magic faded over time. There aren't many of us left to begin with, with power. Though it's possible that your line just needs to learn to reawaken it."

@amillixnvoices: cont.

   Merlin didn’t hesitate to follow after Morgana. There’s something about following her lead that he knows that he can trust her with. She’s not strayed him so far and he trusts her. Besides, they’re both getting up to mischief here and they probably shouldn’t be, but oh well. They were too gone for each other at this point to worry on it much more than they likely already did.

   Soon enough they’re in one of the guest rooms and Merlin presses Morgana gently against the closed and locked door. “This will be PERFECT. It’s certainly better than my little room with the too small bed.” He wanted to shudder at the thought of them even trying there, but he knows that will never happen. Not when Gaius could walk in on them at any moment with his disapproving stares.

   His mouth is on Morgana’s again and he works to unbutton her dress from behind. He’s not too skilled at that though, so his fingers fumble a little. One would think he’d be fine considering he dresses and often undresses Arthur every day, but women’s dresses are different then men’s tunics. But he does work it off and her dress slithers to the ground, leaving her in her bottom layer and corset. Merlin swoops her around the waist, lifts her up and guides her toward the bed. “Is this alright?” He asks, finally pulling his mouth from hers to look at her. He wonders if he’s as flushed as he feels. Probably.

@hrhenryfox: cont.

   “You know, when you’re immortal, you have hundreds of years to be alone. And it’s not very enjoyable.” Not that Henry was, for all he knew, at any rate. “Here, at least take these. They’ll help you feel better.” He offered him the tray with tea and biscuits and a few other modern goodies that was sure to brighten anyone’s mood. “Do you still want to be alone?”

@hrhenryfox: cont.

   “It’s alright. I’ve had worse interactions than that.” Usually people ran screaming for the hills, but that was another story. “I take it you met Arthur then, yes? He told you about me, hm? Won’t shut up sometimes, that one. I do apologize for meeting you like this. When he said he found one of his descendants, I was curious. You do have the similarities like he does.”

@daydrcamings : merlin for cassie

“SORRY, WE WERE JUST GETTING READY TO CLOSE.” He shouldn’t have even opened the door, but that was Merlin for you, being to kind when he was tired and wanted to settle in for the night. “But I suppose I could let you get what you were looking for real quick.” His cash register was an older model anyway, it wasn’t a problem to open it up again. “Come on in then. Do you know what you were looking for? I’ll probably be able to find it.”

@belovedwaters : merlin for annabeth

MERLIN PUT HIS BOOK DOWN WHEN HE HEARD THE BELL RING. In walked someone with a pile of books and he raised a brow, this was unusual, except for those that sometimes donated to his store. “Hello there! What are I do for you? Can I help you carry those?” It looked like a large load and he was surprised that she was bringing the books here. Then again, maybe she was here for questions, which was fairly common these days.

@demongemz : merlin for magnus

MERLIN SENSED MAGIC NEARBY AND YET HE HADN’T GONE SEEKING IT OUT. It seemed that they had sought him out instead. He perked up a little from behind the counter, viewing the other man with interest. “Hello there, welcome to ‘ENCHANTING BOOKS’. What can I do for you?”

@bejcwcled : merlin for astarion

MERLIN WAS LEAVING HIS BOOKSHOP WHEN HE NOTICED THE STRANGER LINGERING NEARBY. “I’m sorry. We’re closed for the evening. But we open at eight in the morning tomorrow.” He might make an exception if he really needed something, but then, he could be there for magical needs too, Merlin never really knew these days who would be coming to his shop for what. “Though I could always set aside what you need for tomorrow when I come back later.”

@thefinalgxrl : merlin for wanda

MERLIN’S FINGERS FLIPPED THE PAGE OF THE NEXT BOOK THAT HE WAS READING. He was so lost in his reading that he hadn’t noticed he had a new customer come in, despite the bell, until he heard a shuffling and a throat clearing. Merlin flushed a little, embarrassed as he bookmarked his page and looked up to greet her. “Sorry about that, lost in a good book, ya know? What can I do for you?”

@belovedwaters : lydia for leia

   “WHAT CAN I GET FOR YA?” Merlin asked when the woman walked into his bookstore. He was the only one in today working, it was usually evening when more of his employees were there due to most of them being students. The shop was quiet except for a few customers about. “You’ll find just about anything here that you won’t online. So if you’re looking for something of a specialty, I can find it among the shelves for you.”