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lesbicosmos · 1 month
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merlin textposts bc i can't get these guys out of my brain rn
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bunnyartsistic · 1 year
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Even more Merlin memes I made instead of studying since you guys liked them so much
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bigfootboyband · 10 months
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In marrying some of my favorite Arthurian poetry and bbc’s Merlin, here is a small sketch of Gwaine clad in queerness of sexuality and gender.
If you'd like to support me, you can do so here <3
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dryadalisliv · 4 months
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sehnsuchts-trunken · 2 years
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A Gwaine x reader drabble I randomly got inspired to write
tagging: @mismaeve and @friendlyneighborhoodcapricorn ofc
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"Gwaine", you laughed as you went after him. "Gwaine, darling!"
But shouting did no good, other than him turning around and flashing you a smile before flinging himself right into the midst of the crashing waves. You stopped running when your toes hit the water, giggling as he broke the surface again and shook his head like a dog would. His hair was clinging to it and his face and dripping down into the sea and the smile on his lips was the most beautiful you'd seen in a while.
"Get in!", he shouted, ridiculously waggling his arms as he kept himself swimming.
Normally, you wouldn't. Normally you'd sit down on a blanket and eat some snacks and read a book and watch the horizon or the sky and enjoy life as it was, but this wasn't normally. Nothing was "normally" with Gwaine. Really that was what you loved about him so much.
So you wasted no time thinking about it and just followed right after him, doing it the way he had done and diving head first into the waves. The cold water embraced you, your breath knocked out of you in the blink of an eye and your heart missing a beat, any and every sound fading away for just a second. Then you resurfaced and the world was bright again and you had to catch your breath, spluttering and rubbing water out of your face and looking at him, his eyes wide as though he hadn't quite expected you'd follow this quickly. No one would have. But he was still grinning and you were now, too, and when he grabbed your hands and pulled you closer to him you laughed.
"Gwaine, darling, I love you but if you don't let go of me we'll go down", you scolded him, not making a single move to push him away though. He kissed the tip of your nose, droplets of water falling off it when he pulled away again.
"I'll risk that", he said, just before leaning in and meeting your lips with his. Your eyes fluttered shut almost in reflex, your hands leaving his and instead clawing at his chest, crossing behind his neck. You loved him, god, how you loved this man.
When he'd drawn back, it took a while to adjust to reality and once you had, he was already swimming towards the other side of the lake.
"Race you!", he shouted over his shoulder, not waiting for you to catch up as you rolled your eyes and made your way after him.
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vi-visected · 1 year
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that post “it’s not my fault my love language is acts of service and i’m only good at killing things” or whatever, i know it’s always used for merlin and arthur but i think it suits gwaine as well, maybe not in actuality but in perception. gwaine’s a brawler, not a brute but definitely a fighter. he’s a lover too, by all means, but above that he’s a charmer. you may charm your way to love but gwaine never has, and i think that would stick with him. charming isn’t loving, and gwaine only really knows how to love someone when he’s risking his life for them (like in the case of merlin and percival as well). gwaine has confidence in spades but that means nothing for self-image. we’ve seen that he reserves respect and stoicism for when it’s important, it makes me wonder what his love language really is.
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shawolsos · 10 months
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Gwaine from BBC Merlin is my favourite Marlene McKinnon variant
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Watching 3x4 Gwaine is the biggest and most genuine I’ve smiled in almost a month
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harlequinmoss · 2 years
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Made the gang as picrews
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I believe in brown eyed Merlin supremacy sorry
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justaz · 3 months
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*merlins magic gets exposed in front of the knights*
merlin, magic user: oh fuck
arthur, finally taking this opportunity to pretend as if he just found out merlin has magic after agonizing for the past month on how to bring it up: you have magic?
lancelot, merlin defender, already knew of merlin’s magic: no! i have magic
gwaine, merlin defender, already knew of merlin’s magic, lover of chaos, ride or die: no, i have magic!
mordred, desperate for his hero’s approval bc no matter what he’s done emrys just stares at him with distrust and the poor boy is tired and so close to tears: no…i have magic.
percival, raised by druids and bonded strongly with mordred over that and does Not agree with the persecution of magic in camelot, had an inkling that merlin had magic but no proof: no. i have magic.
*leon and elyan exchange a look, elyan, amused and leon, exhausted, elyan shrugs*
elyan, knows how much gwen adores merlin and completely understands her stance bc merlin…is merlin, down to clown and put on a show, really playing up the dramatics: no! i have magic.
leon, exhausted, has known of merlin’s magic since he stepped foot in camelot, knows of his feelings for arthur and arthur’s feelings for him, knows arthur knows of merlin’s magic and wouldn’t harm him, thinks everyone is being absolutely ridiculous:
*the knights stare hard at leon and even merlin looks slightly offended at leon not jumping to his defense with the rest of the knights, arthur hasn’t said anything and is staring at leon expectantly*
leon, sighing: …no. i have magic.
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shoutout to devotion so deep it borders on heresy/treason, has to be one of my favorite types of relationship
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nynevefromthelake · 3 months
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Merlin and his ghosts
Last year work for a zine that I can finally post
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bunnyartsistic · 1 year
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Some memes I made instead of studying
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irishyuri · 11 months
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sillies supreme
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dryadalisliv · 11 months
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I recently stumbled upon a fic that had Leon and Gwaine as a couple.. and now I can’t get them out of my head! imagine a more excellent pairing.. Leon being rule following and calm and Gwaine being absolutely unhinged and a menace to society?!! Like, if that is not a perfect couple idk what is
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sehnsuchts-trunken · 2 years
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I’m here to challenge you to write something about Gwaine with that half-ponytail thing going on. Literally, anything lol
omg ofc I'm late but YES this turned out quite sweet (not good but like, the setting is sweet)
"Gwaine?", you called as you stuck your head through the door to your shared chambers. You'd been searching the whole castle for him. "Gwaine? Love?"
So he wasn't here either. Wonderful. You sighed and closed the door again, walking back down the hallway. You barely had any more places to go.
"Looking for someone?"
Lancelot was grinning as you gazed up at him.
"Yeah", you laughed, running a hand through your hair. "You don't just happen to have stumbled upon Gwaine?"
"Actually I have. He's at the stables. Don't ask me why though."
You raised your eyebrows but smiled and patted his shoulder, already walking by him again - at least now you had somewhere to search where you had an actual chance at finding Gwaine. "Thank you, Lance!"
Five minutes and a ton of stairs later, your heart was pounding and your breath came ragged but you'd reached the stables and there was indeed someone whistling inside. Carefully, you opened the door.
"Gwaine?", you called softly. You readied yourself to repeat it, but his head had already popped up behind one of the horses.
"Princess!", he greeted, and had it not been for the absurd image of the situation, you would've hit him for that nickname.
But like this.... he looked hilarious. And absolutely adorable. And if it weren't for the dirt on his cheek and the hay in his hair, he probably would have looked very, very attractive. Not that he didn't. But it kind of ruined what could have been a very sexy look.
You crossed your arms and laughed at him.
"I have never once seen you put your hair up", you told him as his grin widened further and further. "Honestly, nor have I seen you here.... caring for the horses?"
Gwaine reached up to touch the bun his hair was trapped in as though he had just remembered that it was there. Which you could tell by his expression was certainly not the case. He looked way too smug.
"Oh? You like it?"
His grin turned cheeky and you shook your head in response, not quite believing that Gwaine was totally glossing over half of your questions (namely whatever he was doing in the stables the whole day), but then again you didn't care enough to get your answers just now to call him out.
"If I say yes, does that mean you'll wear it like that more often?", you asked instead.
Gwaine put down something he'd been holding and stepped away from the horse, grabbing onto your waist to pull you into a hug once he got close enough - something you usually would've protested against considering how muddy he was, but you hadn't seen him all day and clothing could easily be washed again after all.
"Maybe", he teased.
You grinned and reached up with one hand to rub some dirt off of his cheek. "Well then, yes, I certainly do like it."
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