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star-rie · 15 days
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episode dedicated to merthur kiss that happened in s2 in my merlin fix-it au:
episode starts with a villain laughing evilly in the background, plotting the downfall of uther pendragon, using his newest magic-imbued deviceTM. intro rolls and it cuts to merthur banter, and uther announcing that there will be another tourney this year, the one with the horses and archery.
(merthur in the training field)
Merlin: Why are nobles so obsessed with tournaments??? Aren't you guys tired of it? We JUST had one last month (thinking about the chores he had to do)
Arthur: I don't know what you're talking about Merlin. You’re insufferable, stop being such a loser
Merlin: oh I'M the insufferable one?? have you seen yourself in the mirror???
Arthur: May I remind you that insulting royalty equals to spending the night in the dungeons???
Merlin: And yet you never sentenced me, not even once 😄
Arthur: 😁…it's such a shame, archery isn't my strong suit
Merlin: I know, you really suck at it, but what can I say Prince Arthur? you got to spare one of your talents for us country bumpkins, you can't have it ALL sire
(a squire interrupts their conversation)
Squire: excuse me sire? can you show me how to use the bow?
Merlin: go ahead arthur show him how it's done (know how much arthur sucks at archery, thinking: arthur will embarassed himself)
Arthur: (not falling for it)...why don't you show them instead merlin??
Merlin: wait what?
Arthur: oh i heard how much you've been dying to show your ways with the bow, go ahead!! this is your chance!! (took the bow from the squire's hand and shove it into merlin's hands)
Merlin: oh nonoonononono, i'm not-
Squire: Merlin can do archery??
Merlin: NO!, Arthur: YES! (at the same time, they look at each other)
Arthur: yes.
they banter for a very LONG time before Merlin gave up and demonstrate it for the squire, and to arthur's surprise Merlin is actually VERY good at it. the squire thanks him and merlin returns to arthur
Arthur:
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Merlin: ????? what???
Arthur: i never knew you're proficient in archery
Merlin: i'm not??
Arthur: oh yes you are Merlin! Stop being so modest!
Merlin: (scoffs) i don't know what you're talking about
Arthur: (rolled his eyes, his face lit up) i know merlin! why don't you join the tournament!
Merlin: what.
Arthur: 😁😁 you should! it's open for everyone this year! maybe it will stop you from complaining about every tourney that’s conducted on camelot!
Merlin: stop being ridiculous
Arthur: I think it's brilliant! look i'll even be your personal trainer!
Merlin: Arthur, never in a million years would i sign up in an archery tournament
Merlin: YOUR SIGNED ME UP FOR THE ARCHERY TOURNAMENT???? (in arthur's chambers now, shoving a scroll of parchment into his face)
Arthur: (took the parchment) interesting lineups this year, no worries Merlin! i'll take care of you 😁
Merlin (already pale): you got to be kidding me
Arthur: oh relax! worse case you're just going to lose at the selection, then you can go back to polishing my armor 😉
Merlin: 😊
montage of arthur personally training merlin. it timeskips to the selection round. Merlin is in a tent dressing himself up
Merlin: (very nervous, mumbling to himself) oh my gosh, oh my gosh, what if something goes wrong, ohh nooo what am i going to do...
Arthur: (scaring him from behind) stop being a nervous wreck merlin!
(merlin actually jumps, arthur took pity on him and pulls him up, brushing off dirt out of his gears)
Arthur: (notice that merlin didn't even put the gear correctly) honestly merlin, can't you even do anything right??? (start fixing his gear)
(Merlin is nervous, still staring at the floor)
Arthur: (putting a hand on his shoulder) Merlin
Merlin: (looks nervously at him)
Arthur: (serious) you know, no matter what happens, i'm always here for you. you have my full support merlin, even gwen and morgana and gaius. if someone made fun of you, i will send them straight to the dungeons
Merlin: (a little less nervous now knowing that arthur is supporting him) thank you...
Merlin enters the selection ground, with the entire court watching him. He focuses on his target, feeling his surroundings with his magic, and it actually hits. gwen cheered at him from the crowd. gaius and morgana gave him a smile. uther was impressed. arthur beams at him from the royal chair, so proud with him.
it was break time and merlin saw the a participant doing very suspicious stuff (it's our weekly villain), he tries to follow him but arthur surprises him from behind
Arthur: you did it!! (putting an arm over his shoulder, ruffling merlin's hair)
Merlin: ow!! arthur!! (smiling bashfully)
Arthur: that was incredible! who knew you could be so good at archery! while riding a horse no less!!!
Merlin: oh stop it...(still smiling while trying to find the villain, arthur notices)
Arthur: is there a problem...?
Merlin: Hm??? oh no no...
Arthur: (looks at the direction he was looking at, notices a scrawny men) was there something particular about that guy...?
Merlin: what guy?
Arthur: that guy (points at the guy)
Merlin: i uh...no it's nothing (smiles at him)
Arthur: (not buying it) Merlin he is not the weekly sorcerer trying to kill my father right?
Merlin: (haven't even concluded that far) what?? no!! (actually considering) could be????
Arthur: (internally: merlin is on his bs again) could be???
Merlin: i don't know!!! I was right about the troll!!
Arthur: lady catrina
Merlin: RIGHT!!!
Arthur: (doesn't actually believe the guy is evil) tell you what merlin, you can continue to participate in the tournament, while i stalk after this guy
Merlin: WHAT??
Arthur: Merlin as your personal trainer i don't think now is the right time to snoop on other participants
Merlin: Arthur, for all we know, he could actually be evil!
Arthur: (patting him in the back, laughing haughtily) don't worry merlin!! he's not evil!!
Merlin: but-
they were interupted by gwen hugging him, and morgana congratulating him. merlin stops worrying about the participant. time skips to scenes where merlin keeps training for the tournament, while arthur snoops around this 'evil participant'
arthur thinks its a joke, doesn't ACTUALLY think that he's evil, and snoops around for fun. until he actually brings out his magic-device thingy and arthur went straight to merlin
(in the camp when the first round about to begin)
arthur: you're right he's absolutely evil
merlin: knew it
arthur: i will tell my father!
merlin: (stops him) arthur, we don't have proof
arthur: i'll just order a search on his room
merlin: you need to be more careful than that
arthur: fine then merlin, what do you suggest?
merlin: right after the first round, i'll help you
arthur: alright then, good luck out there (double checking merlin's gear, and merlin DID mess up the gear on his arm, arthur fixes it for him)
merlin: okay (gulps)
merlin went through the first round. but before arthur can reach him, the evil sorcerer went to him first
villain-of-the-week: congratulations on passing the first round
merlin: thanks… (suspicious but can't let it show. merlin accidentally stare at his necklace and was enchanted by it)
villain-of-the-week: i trust that we will be good rivals in the future?
merlin: (smiles) why of course
the villain leaves, arthur goes to him
arthur: that nasty scumbag, what does he want merlin?
merlin: (still smiling)
arthur: merlin??
merlin: (blinks) who?
arthur: the bloke merlin!! the evil sorcerer!
merlin: (confused) arthur, he's not evil, he's very nice actually, i hope he wins…
arthur: something is very wrong here...
merlin: he's a very pleasant guy arthur, you should learn to be like him
arthur tries to get merlin out of the daze, but merlin is just not having it. arthur eventually gave up, and tries to warn the others but they are enchanted too, the villain tries to enchant him but he avoided him. only he and morgana was left unaffected
arthur: he enchanted the entire court!
morgana: tell me about it, gwen has been fawning non-stop. it's driving me a little insane actually
the days goes by as morgana and arthur tries to stop the villain, but everyone is just complying to him. and arthur notices that the villain is always closing on his manservant. one time arthur notices him and merlin in the yard
villain: i wanted to congratulate you
merlin: that's very kind of you
merlin has been passing through the rounds, they are now in the semi-finals, merlin wasn't planning on winning this far but the enchantment made him feel obligated to this villain, he's planning to give up to him once they are in the finals
villain: i trust that the prince is very proud of his servant
merlin: he is…
villain: (gets closer to him) you are a very talented man indeed, i wonder what else you can do…maybe you can…show me in private…?
merlin: oh...i don't know...i’m not-
arthur: (already putting an arm over merlin's shoulder) what he meant to say was you should leave
merlin: oh arthur he's just-
arthur: leave.
villain: (bows) sire (leaving)
merlin: what was that about??
arthur: he was going to hurt you
merlin: nonsense! (batting away arthur’s arm) why are you being so dramatic arthur??
arthur: (a bit frustrated that his efforts are failing for the last few days) oh i’m dramatic!? I’m not dramatic at all merlin!
Merlin: (pissed off at arthur) i don’t know what you want anymore arthur! You signed me up on this tournament when i didn’t want to! And now that i’m actually winning, you don’t want me to talk to other competitors?
Arthur: no-
Merlin: (a bit of merlin’s pent-up emotions bleeds, fueled by the enchantment) do you actually have ever think about anyone other than yourself?! Merlin this, merlin that, do you know how bloody exhausting it is to be your servant?! Have you actually considered what i want Arthur? You are an asshole! A gigantic stuck up git that won’t care about anyone other than yourself!!And when i’m actually winning you can’t even cheer me on? Do you actually care about me or i’m just another accessory to you? You don’t even train me anymore!!
Arthur realizes that he has been neglecting merlin in the past few days, in favor of catching the villain. Skipping their practices, ignoring him on the tournament. And he never got his consent to enter him into the tournament
Arthur: i-
Merlin: no arthur! Screw you! (Storms off)
arthur mulls over merlin’s words while trying to catch the villain with morgana. The final tournament rolled around and when merlin and the villain is going to face each-other off, did arthur finally realizes what he actually wants
Arthur: he’s going to kill merlin
Morgana: what??
Arthur: he doesn’t want to kill father, or you, or me! He wants to kill merlin!!
morgana and arthur scrambles to defeat the villain, while the finale is happening arthur is facing off the villain
Villain: well this looks like it’s going to be your resting place arthur pendragon
Arthur: please, try me
They fight in an intense battle, Arthur finds out that no, the villain is not a sorcerer after all. He’s like valiant, only a fool messing around with witchcraft
Arthur: why are you targeting my manservant??
Villain: oh arthur pendragon, there’s a lot of things that you don’t know about him….
Arthur: what do you mean
Villain: let’s just say he’s not what he is….have you ever heard of emrys??
Arthur: i heard it a few times before
Villain: you will soon encounter that name again, especially in the presence of your servant
Arthur doesn’t really give a piss about what he means, so they fight in silence after that. Arthur lost and the villain grins
Villain: be grateful i’m not ending your life right now, but i don’t see how your life will last much longer with the death of your servant….
The villain enters the finale with merlin. They are to shoot eachother with a dummy arrow. The first person to hit the other’s armor wins. Buf ofc the villain’s arrows are actually deadly. But when he almost hits him, Morgana managed to trip him with her magic.
He tries to get up but he feels himself paralyzed and passes out (it revealed later that arthur had slathered his sword with chemicals and managed to wound the villain). Everyone snaps back to their senses and camelot cheered on their new winner. Uther congratulate him and merlin still blushed like a child, embarassed
(Morgana and arthur from the crowd)
Morgana: i’m glad it turn out well
Arthur: me too
Morgana: we’re going to be in so much trouble for disappearing on the tournament (they didn’t sat at the royal seat for the past few days, always watching silently from the crowds)
Arthur: it’s fine, i’ll do anything for him, thank you morgana (looking at merlin who’s getting carried up by the crowds, and merlin cheering at them. Arthur is too embarrassed to go up to him, still thinking about their fight)
Scene cuts to the castle once the tournament is over, in arthur’s chambers at night, arthur was getting ready for bed on his own, trying to dress without merlin. Merlin enters the room, taking pity on arthur
Merlin: you look pathetic, let me (helps arthur into his sleeping attire, which is just his pants)
Arthur: thanks…
*silence*
Merlin: (biting lip) I- , Arthur: (looking sideways) So-
Arthur: you go first
Merlin: no you
Arthur: you Merlin
Merlin: (sigh) fine (preparing himself) i’m really sorry…for what i said back then, after the semi-finals…i don’t know what happened back then, something came over me and i just- i’m really sorry arthur, i really am. I didn’t mean any of that and i-
Arthur: no merlin….i should be sorry. You’re right, i’m a stuck up git. I overworked you too much at times and I force you into things that you didn’t want to and i can be a prat. I know i’m not perfect, and i’m really sorry…
Merlin: (feels bad, but awed by arthur’s apology) arthur-
Arthur: and as your future leader too. You need to tell me when i’m crossing the line, i know i can be a bit to much at times, and i really appreciate your honesty. i…want to be the king my father am.
Merlin: (caress his hair) arthur…but you’re already so…brilliant and amazing…and everything that Camelot needs. You don’t need to become like your father, you’re already perfect the way you are. i trust the reign you will bring someday. You will always be my once and future king
Arthur: (leans on him) thank you
They stare at each-other. Arthur drawing the lines on merlin’s faces and staring into his eyes
Arthur: i never knew how curly your hair is Merlin: i tried to straighten it like yours, never works Arthur: or how sharp your cheekbones are Merlin: i get that a lot, the kids in ealdor thinks im a phantom Arthur: or how blue your eyes are….(arthur trails the merlin’s lids, until he stops on his lips)
They inched closer to each-other until their lips touch. The kiss was light, and tentative. Testing the waters. Arthur nibbles into it, once, twice, and Merlin nibbles back. Arthur forgot how long it was, maybe it was only for a second, maybe a minute. Before merlin parted from him, leaning away
Merlin: no Arthur: no? Merlin: (tries to get away from arthur)
Arthur suddenly realizes that he’s kissing merlin. He, prince arthur had just kissed merlin, his manservant, a servant, a male servant. And arthur drops his hand from him as if on fire. Merlin didn’t say anything and left wordlessly. Arthur goes to his bed, still reeling over the fact that he just kissed Merlin, tucks himself under the covers.
Outside the hallways merlin is walking towards gaius’s chambers, hand pressing over to his lips. Before he continues to walk away.
END
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Wizard Guessing Game
Somebody sent Tedros to the insane asylum (not literally) in TOTSMOV41. Guess who.
I'm sure you've all heard of: "Which witch is which?" Well, this is: Which wizard is this? Feel free to write out your reasoning. I'm curious.
Tedros’ head lolled to the side. “'Tis ungodly, my hears. Ears. Myne eyen hear. 's the Evil wizard, foul, foul." He laughed to himself as if he had witnessed a joke no one else was privy to. His head snapped to the other side sharply, his gaze unfocused. "No—foul fowl!” he burbled in a daze, approaching incoherence.
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quotidian-oblivion · 4 months
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Want to share an excerpt from one of my wips for no reason Pt 3:
"I thought of you as a friend. Trusted you more than I have anyone else in my life!"  His vision blurred with tears and Arthur hurried to rub his eyes to get rid of them.  "It is only those years that are holding me back from killing you right this instant. I'm risking everything, everything my father built, everything my kingdom stands on, all the laws, all the people, just for you."  He swiped at his eyes again.  "So take it. Take the chance and go. Leave. Stay in Ealdor, I won't send anyone after you. Don't come back."  Merlin was shaking now, his eyes shining before they released more tears.  "I can't," he said again. His voice was quiet, but fearful determination was infused in every word. "I can't leave you."
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empiresgleam · 2 months
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Sneak peak of the forthcoming Chapter 8 of Empires Gleam, in which Merlin has gone back in time to save them all, and ended up in a friends-with-benefits situation with Arthur. Mutual pining while having sexy trysts all over the place... chef's kiss.
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"Ready? Pull!" shouted Arthur, drawing his bow.
Merlin flicked a hand and a clay disc ricocheted into the air. Arthur took the shot and felt in his bones that it was flying true towards the target. But at the last second the disc zinged out of the way and the arrow landed harmlessly in the grass.
"Sorry? Should I go easier on you?" asked Merlin, with an innocent smile.
Arthur glared. “I can't handle anything you’ve got, Merlin.”
Merlin smirked and crooked a finger to pick up Arthur's arrow and float it back to him.
"Again," sighed Arthur. "Ready? Pull!"
This time, the arrow hit the clay disc dead on, but Arthur knew enough about Merlin now to anticipate the second surprise disc. He whipped a dagger out of the top of his boot and threw it, managing to hit the second target mostly by sheer luck.
Merlin's jaw dropped open.
"Arthur, ye gods," he said.
"That's what happens when you’ve been trained to kill since b-" said Arthur, but was cut off by Merlin's mouth landing hotly on his.
Afterwards, when they were lying on the grass, letting the night air cool their heated skin, Merlin asked, "Do you want to tell the others about this place?"
Arthur looked around the aerie, at the neat acres of mossy grass, the high stone walls covered in thick ivy that looked a hundred years old, the blossoming trees, the cozy outbuildings. He took in the whole massive arena, ringed with iron braziers, a fire burning merrily in all of them, giving a warm tone to Merlin's skin that matched his eyes, which were more often gold than blue here.
"Not right now. But eventually," he conceded. "Only because it seems a shame to let all your hard work go unappreciated."
Merlin pressed his face into Arthur's shoulder, pleased as a cat at this simple compliment.
"But not now, right?" Merlin said. "It's too– too– convenient to give up."
"Right. Exactly," said Arthur, with a shiver. Convenient. That's all it was.
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Then there was the quiet summer morning when the unicorn stepped out of the trees.
Merlin looked at Arthur's raised crossbow, looked at the unicorn, remembered a labyrinth and a beach and a riddle of poison.
Arthur put a finger to his lips.
Merlin tackled him into the dirt.
“Wow, unnecessary,” said Arthur. “I wasn’t going to shoot it. I remember the story of the prat and the unicorn.”
“Couldn't risk it,” said Merlin. “Can't rest my whole fate on whether you are or are not a prat.”
He was lying heavy on top of Arthur, panting.
Arthur said, “You know, I’ve heard that unicorns only appear to virgins. If you’re so worried, we could make sure that neither of us ever sees one again.”
He grinned, thrust his hips suggestively, and reached up for a kiss.
Merlin tasted salt on his tongue and remembered the smell of the sea, sitting across from Arthur, two goblets between them, deciding who would die to save Camelot from the unicorn’s curse.
Tomorrow, instead of making a noble sacrifice for each other’s lives, they would probably trade furtive kisses in the armoury.
And– momentarily– horribly– Merlin wished he’d let the unicorn die.
“No!” Merlin pushed off Arthur and got to his feet roughly. “It’s getting late. Let’s get back.”
He felt the pressure of Arthur’s gaze, but avoided it all the way home.
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New chapters coming soon to Ao3.
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pyjamacryptid · 10 months
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*remembers that Merthur fic I wrote two months ago, forgot about, remembered, forgot about, and have once again just remembered*
I have got to stop doing this
And maybe actually post it
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uniasus · 6 months
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Whumptober - Day 19 - BBC Merlin
This is part larger fill that's already on Ao3 if you wanna read the whole thing.
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“Catmor can’t see him,” Arthur whispers, and the secret Arthur thinks they all know but won’t voice haunts his sentence.  
Merlin tried to hide the impact the collar has on him, and he’s been doing a good job. But he stays too close to the Camelot knights and they all noticed the way he struggled while wearing it. A struggle the other slaves – temporary or not – aren’t sharing. Merlin’s reaction is unique, and the answer came to Arthur the second night as he watched Merlin sleep. 
The collar looked like jewelry, but it was iron.  
Not pure. Too much gold had been pressed into, or some other ore in its forging. But enough. He’d whispered it to Leon and Gwaine just that morning, a simple statement of fact. “There’s a chunk of iron in the collar.” 
It took Gwaine longer to catch on, but when he did, he simply nodded. Way more accepting than Arthur’s light night musing, or Leon’s pressed lips.  
Iron is known to have properties that only harm one type of creature.  
If Catmor knows, Arthur has no clue, but for all that magic hasn’t been a topic of conversation the past three days, there is a dearth of it in Midden. Catmor seems smart enough, or at least his backers are, to know most kingdoms in the Isles don’t approve of magic. He could be building affinity between Midden and the other Five Kingdoms, only to bring sorcerers from across the sea to launch an attack next year. Or he could truly see no place for magic in his kingdom.  
Either way, he doesn’t want him to find out about Merlin. Nor any of the other kingdom’s emissaries.  
“If you leave this room for breakfast,” Gwaine snarls, “Merlin will have to be at your side, collared. We don’t know how much he’ll recover tonight, but he’ll sure as hell need more than a night’s sleep.” 
“He didn’t eat supper,” Arthur confesses. “I tried to sneak him something at the feast, but I don’t think he noticed.” 
“No,” says Leon. He reaches for Merlin’s boots and pulls them off.  
Arthur watches Leon and Gwaine make Merlin comfortable, not able to allow himself to touch the other man. It feels wrong. Arthur is supposed to protect Merlin, keep him safe, and he is failing. He has no right to help settle the man.  
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joruni · 1 year
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When Arthur gave him a task of going to the market, so he could replenish the ink that spilled at Arthur’s outburst, Merlin was actually glad for once. Arthur’s worry was making him so irritable that being near him was getting hard.
Merlin however could not be really mad at him.
He understood the situation and weight that rested on Arthur’s mind.
Summer was extremely dry and harvest was poor. On top of that, many villages stayed empty after the Dorocha incident and patches of land were not being farmed. That left Arthur with a decision, should he increase taxes for the palace and risk starving his people, or leave them at their current level and the palace would run out of food, before solstice.
Merlin saw what toll the situation was taking on Arthur and his reluctance to commit a decision… He was running out of time however.
Merlin was wrecking his brains about possible magical solutions with Gaius every evening, nothing would however work in a discreet enough fashion.
And then Merlin felt the tingle of magic while walking past one of the stalls. He stopped and scanned the fares presented. Trinkets and baubles. One object however made him pause with familiarity.
It was a mirror, that was an exact twin to the one in Arthur’s room and it had a slight aura of magic to it.
Merlin quickly grabbed it and examining the backside he found a writing… or not a writing - a spell!
Murmuring it under his breath did nothing, until he flipped it over and instead of his reflection Merlin found an image of a dimly lit room.
The room that was painfully familiar, because it showed the reflection of the mirror in Arthur’s room!…
Well, that could not well stay out in the public! The possibilities of its misuse if wrong person got to it were horrible.
Merlin quickly ended the spell and payed for the mirror.
Clutching it protectively close he was about to leave back for the palace, when his eyes fell on another thing on merchants table that made him pause…
It was not exactly a common object and with the bleak situation in Camelot as it was that fall, the object like that was buried at the edge of the table, with little chance of someone buying it.
Who would need a carnival mask, when there were no chances of banquets that year?
Nobody but Merlin apparently as the copper half mask of aa owl called to him just as much as the mirror did.
Not with magic though… No. The mask sparked an idea that might just resolve Camelot’s problems.
If he could not use magic in a discreet enough way. then it was maybe time for Emrys to present himself more boldly. More like a help in kingdom’s time of need.
More like a magical mirage from the other side of the mirror…
Merlin bought the mask and hurried with his spoils to his room.
He had an introduction between a king and sorcerer to plan.
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merlincinema · 3 months
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inconsistentracoon · 3 months
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Some snippets from Chapter 9 of A Servant of No Master. Still working on how to arrange these...
-------- Merlin had spent his whole life hiding who he was, that was what Gaius had told him and Gwaine just a handful of hours ago. He must have been so lonely all this time. Arthur knew what it was like to be lonely. He had been lonely for most of his life.
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He'd never had a real friend before Merlin. Every friend he'd gained since then he probably never would have made without Merlin around, to teach him what a deeper connection to others felt like.
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For so long there had been no one who saw him as anything other than a prince. There had been no one who seemed to see him.
But then Merlin had appeared. This grinning, lanky, insubordinate nobody who had stood up to Arthur and returned his insults like he thought they were somehow equals within seconds of their first meeting. It hadn't even been a lack of knowledge of who Arthur was either, because just a day later he had been doing the same thing, acting like Arthur wasn't the crown prince he should have been treating with absolute respect.
Merlin had never done that. He'd never treated him as only a prince or a king, despite telling him what a true king he really was. No one believed in him the way Merlin did. He still didn't understand why.
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jackwolfes · 6 months
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happy wip wednesday from the dawn of my merthur era 😌
Arthur is already pulling his bloodsoaked sword back, letting it tumble to the floor with a clang, then stepping into Merlin’s space and grabbing him by the elbow. That single point of touch flares like a sparkler, the only thing keeping him upright. His legs are shaking, and they're shaking badly. He's almost surprised that Arthur keeps a hold of him, but leans into the steadying weight.
The hand Arthur stretches out to lift Merlin's chin makes him flinch, and this time he nearly does fall over. Arthur's other hand let's go and grabs him around the waist lightning quick, catching him before he falls. "You have a cut on your throat," he says, voice quiet enough that no one else is likely to hear. There's a dark look in his eyes. "I wanted to check that it isn't serious."
Merlin swallows, only now starting to feel the dull pain. He lifts his chin up, practically feeling Arthur's eyes on his skin. "Is it going to kill me?"
A tiny flicker of amusement dances across Arthur's face. "You'll probably live. If you nick yourself shaving as much as you nick me I have to assume you've had worse."
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myfairkatiecat · 8 months
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Katie, this Ask is going to be much less organized, so I'm very sorry. If you think I've forgotten something, don't hesitate to correct me. I believe the Ask for Bod's game was"
🥰/😂/😭/❓ And then 🤩 for Merlin because you said you're getting back into that!
😔/😍 And 📖 for "Rewriting Destiny", since I'm still working my way through it
I hope this one works out, and I hope you are doing well, my friend!! Happy Penultimate day of being the year you are <3 <3 <3
Thank you so much for resending this! *glares at tumblr* this app sometimes. Removing people’s blogs, deleting random drafts…
Anyway *ahem* thank you for the ask!
🥰 a fluff WIP snippet
So. I don’t write enough fluff 😅, so I literally searched “TMBS” in my google docs and scanned through old fics and I found this thing I wrote when I was 12 about the books, and it’s surprisingly cute for something I wrote when I was twelve. (Warning: if you want to wear gen-goggles, the opposite of shipping-goggles, go ahead, because little Katie was a HUGE Kaynie shipper.) The characters are 17-18 bc little Katie felt so mature writing older teenagers.
Fun fact: little Katie googled common college application questions to write this fic. And now present Katie is literally answering that exact question for a college application. Time flies 😂
Here’s a snippet!
“Miss Perumal said you’ve been up here all day,” Kate said in the doorway.
Reynie looked up when he heard her voice. “Oh! Yeah. That’s because I’m working on my applications. It’s quiet up here.”
“Oh, I get that,” Kate said, making her way over to his desk. “But… all day?”
“I have to submit them soon if I want to be considered for scholarships!”
“‘Soon’ being November. Which is two months away.” Kate crossed her arms. “You need to relax! It would be good for you.”
“Maybe you’re right.” Reynie sighed in defeat. “I’m not getting anywhere with this anyway. I can’t figure out how to word anything.”
“You have to be kidding!” Kate exclaimed. “You write more eloquently than anyone I know. Your letters are far more interesting than some classics I’ve read.”
“Then you must not have been reading the right classics,” Reynie said with a self deprecating laugh. “Or you just like me better than you like Charles Dickens.”
Kate laughed melodiously. “I do like you better than I like him,” she admitted. “But then again, there’s not many people I like more than you.”
Something about Kate’s smile made Reynie’s cheeks heat up, and he coughed. “That’s… high praise. Especially for someone who can’t figure out what to write about how I ‘contribute’ to society? I don’t have any good contributions.”
Kate blinked. “Are you serious?”
Let me know if you think I should post the whole version. I know this fandom is very gen focused and that fic is very shippy, and also written by a middle schooler, even if that middle schooler was me 😅😅
😂 a funny or crack WIP snippet
“This is what people in the future consider entertainment?”
“It makes me want to vomit,” Constance agreed, having very conflicting feelings about agreeing with Curtain on something.
“Specifically all the pink.” Curtain shuddered.
Constance gasped, affronted. “Take that back.”
Curtain looked over at her, momentarily surprised, before glancing at her outfit, which was in fact a very similar color scheme as the one this “Barbie” character preferred. “No, I don’t think I will.”
Constance narrows her eyes. “Yes, you will.”
Curtain held his ground, crossing his arms and saying, in true four year old fashion, “Or what?”
I put my best angst one on bods’ ask, so check that out for angsty content!! So now onto…
🤩 a WIP snippet about or with dialogue from [Merlin]
So Sophie, I just want to say, I am SO HONORED that despite the fact that you aren’t even in the fandom, you actually like to read my writing for it 🥹🥹
My best Merlin dialogue is actually already published, so I’m bending the rules a little here!
“...Arthur,” he whispered. “You know that I have called you the Once and Future King. That means… more than you realize. More than you possibly can realize. You truly are destined to be the greatest king this land has ever known,” he said quietly, the words Merlin had said so many times before taking on a new meaning. “It has been prophesied. You are the fulfillment of that prophecy.
“But there is another piece. The Once and Future King can not achieve this alone… he needs his other half. The other side of the coin. The greatest and most powerful sorcerer to ever live, who will walk beside the king as his protector. The druids call him Emrys.” Merlin took a deep breath. “But I prefer the name Merlin.”
Silence fell, even nature entirely still as though it sensed the gravity of this revelation. “I’m sorry,” Arthur choked out, “did I just hear you refer to yourself as the ‘greatest and most powerful sorcerer to ever live?’”
Had to include Arthur’s reaction! It’s from my fic “you wouldn’t know a good liar if you saw one (that is, after all, the point)” (hyperlinks are FAILING ME)
And now for the ones MEANT for published works!
😔 published lines or section of a fic that was super sad, angsty or difficult to write?
Mhm. This is from a fic I wrote for a prompt from @mvshortcut’s ask game a while back, for @nobody33333333!!!
“Who hurt you, Nathaniel, so that you would isolate yourself like this? Turn your back on the entire world, caring about it only to control it?” Nicholas said, so quietly it could have been a whisper, but here in this blindingly white room it echoed so loudly it could have been spoken into a microphone.
“I make my own choices, Nicky,” and oh he wishes he could reach out into the air and take the nickname back like it was something tangible, but he knew he couldn’t. He blamed Nicholas for calling him by his old name, calling him Nathaniel, a reminder of the child he once had been and had finally and gloriously escaped being.
“I know you do, Nathaniel, but I knew you. You made me presents on my birthday, and caught me whenever I had narcoleptic episodes and quietly punished the kid who knocked me out on Easter a few springs before we were separated and I look at you now and I know that someone else had to have done something because you didn’t get here on your own!”
From “dont you ever wonder if I’m ok (after all you put me through)”!!!
😍 published lines or a section of a fic that you loved writing?
YES YES YES so I loved writing “SQ Comes Home” and this was my favorite part to write!!!
“Now aren’t you glad I didn’t let you drive,” Rhonda was saying.
“If you hadn’t been there, none of this would have happened.”
“It sounds like none of this would have happened if you didn’t try to brainwash the world,” the boy muttered.
Rhonda and Nathaniel both turned to him in stunned silence. “I like you,” Rhonda said eventually, a smirk on her face.
“Oh. Sorry.”
“No, don’t apologize, it was very sassy and I loved it.”
“I didn’t,” Nathaniel muttered.
“Sorry,” he said again.
“Besides, even if you managed to avoid mentioning your villainous schemes, at some point you were going to have to tell your son you had narcolepsy,” Rhonda said to Nathaniel.
Your son.
Your son.
Your son.
SON?????
And finally!
📖 a published snippet from [rewriting destiny]
Again, I CANNOT BELIEVE you like my writing so much that you care about my fics from fandoms you aren’t even in??? Star Wars AND Merlin! Do you know how happy that makes me?? IMMENSELY happy. I love you so much Sophie!!!
I didn’t want to spoil major plot points that are specific to the fic, so even though this is a major moment it’s the one thing you can always count on happening in ALL of my Merlin fics at some point or other: a magic reveal!
“Ic þé wiþdrífe!” Anakin heard Merlin’s voice shout, and Ahsoka suddenly lost her balance before flying into a wall. Anakin looked up to see the golden glow still fading from Merlin’s eyes as he ran over to him. “Are you alright?’
“I’m fine,” Anakin said as he moved to his feet. He retrieved his lightsaber from where it laid on the ground a few feet away.
“I’m not going to lie, that was kind of epic,” Merlin said, almost apologetically. “I’ve just never seen you actually fight with your… your light-saber before.”
Anakin smiled. “It’s okay. I just…” he looked over at Ahsoka. “I wish it hadn’t been necessary,” he said softly.
Pity was in Merlin’s eyes. “I’m so sorry, Anakin,” he said quietly, pulling him into a hug.
“Thank you for using your magic,” Anakin said gratefully. “You saved me from getting killed by my own apprentice.”
A loud voice cleared his throat. Anakin and Merlin both turned to see the cause of the interruption - the distraction that had given Ahsoka an advantage. The people who had burst into the room.
“You,” Arthur declared, pointing at Merlin, “and you,” he added, his finger shifting over to point at Anakin, “have a whole hell of a lot of explaining to do.”
Thank you so so much for the ask, and then for sending it AGAIN when tumblr made my life difficult. You’re the best!!!
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star-rie · 14 days
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merthur reunion in s4 of my fix it au:
merthur had just completed an epic battle, they're standing in the throne room, just like the end of s3 when arthur banished merlin 3 years ago
merlin: honestly i didn't think i will be standing here again arthur: me too (stepping down from his throne) why did you come back? merlin: (shrugs) i tried running away, but i can't...
'i can't leave you' hangs in the air
arthur: (sharp breath) you never left, even after all this years merlin: no
(silence)
arthur: why? merlin: i swear loyalty to camelot arthur: not that....(shakes his head)
(more silence)
Arthur: tell me emrys, why do you, the most powerful being ever walked on earth, continue to serve me, a lowly king with too many mistakes, too arrogant for his own good, isn't wise enough for his kingdom when i did nothing but to continue to treat you like dirt, banished your kind and family, sentenced you to exile for the last few years? merlin: (sharp breath) i live to serve you arthur: so the prophecy then? merlin: NO! (shocked at his own voice)
(merlin took a shaky breath)
merlin: no, it's not...it's not because of the prophecy...i don't serve you because of some destiny that's just ridiculous
(merlin looks to the ground)
merlin: you know arthur? i never expected to cross path with you when i entered citadel all those years ago….i thought that maybe i can make a change for myself, made new friends, maybe even become the new physician but
(merlin shakes his head)
Merlin: i never knew when i was involved in something greater than i can ever imagine, when i became magic, when i devoted myself to albion's future but…
(merlin looks at arthur)
Merlin: i think it’s you, you’re the one who changes me, and i’m not just talking about some destiny or some prophecy spewed by the great dragon. I…I serve you because you’re you. You’re not anyone else. You meant something to me. You have a kind heart, bigger than anyone else i’ve ever known, you shine like the sun when you’re fighting on the battlefield. I just- i don’t know arthur, i tried leaving, i really tried but i just cant-
Arthur is already hugging him, and merlin lets his tears drop to arthur’s shoulders, hugging him back. Arthur is crying too, nuzzling to the side of his head
Arthur: i missed you- Merlin: i miss you too Arthur: i’m sorry Merlin: it’s not your fault- Arthur: it is my fault Merlin: blame your father Arthur: i shouldn’t listen to him
They both look at each-other, seeing how much they’ve changed for the last few years.
Arthur: thank you for staying by my side merlin. i will try to make you the happiest man alive. Merlin: but i’m already happy when im with you, i’ll burn villages for you, i’ll do anything for-
Arthur kisses him, merlin kisses him back. Deep down inside, arthur realizes, he’s stupidly in love with the man standing in front of him, he doesn’t want to lose him again
Merlin: i love you, i love you, i love you... Arthur: I know...
Episode ends
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undermycoat · 6 months
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TRICK OR TREAT 🎃🎃🎃
no cuz ive fr shot myself in the foot not marking wips ive shared, this is from my royjamie marbella au but i do know i've shared the bracket bit (an anecdote abt it at least) bc it makes me laugh:
“This doesn’t — it’s not like that, yeah?” Still, Roy didn’t stop his hands from wandering up the smooth skin of Jamie’s back. Years of training and hard discipline, and still he folded like a [SOMETHING THAT FOLDS] under the weight of Jamie’s smile, his every little sigh. Fucking hell. He felt the muscles of Jamie’s back move under his touch, and he recognised the tension there, and he didn't think about what that meant. Which was okay because Jamie just nodded, lips brushing against Roy’s cheek and said, “Yeah, yeah — no, I get it, yeah.” So, that is to say, everything was fine. There was no room for misunderstandings here in this giant beach house in Marbella. Of course not.
happy halloween!!! >:D
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slidersimp · 1 year
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Okay but why is my entire fic turning into Slider and Maverick being old man friends?
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kairenn-n · 2 years
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Man, king, god 👀💕
au where Merlin is the god of death, and arrives Camelot offering help to defeat Morgana. Inspired by this post, "A Death that is kind, and patient, and inevitable."
Merlin's relationship with Arthur is different to anything he's experienced before (and he often meddles with human affairs) (Shocking news: they fall in love)
"Gods can't love like humans," Merlin said, "because humans are mortal- and their lives are so short. You love with all you have because there's a chance you won't be here tomorrow to love. 
"Gods are eternal. We can't love like that. But right now- you make me feel almost like a man." 
In canon it is established, "no man, no matter how great, can know his destiny." But Merlin is not one, and so he knows his destiny. And he knows Arthur will eventually die.
"Do you want to be a god?" 
A foolish human would say no. An ever more foolish one would say yes
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scribble-dee-doo · 2 years
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Shang Qinghua, as a poor, naive transmigrator only just coming to terms with the fact that he'd been killed by his own crappy computer and now was stuck with all the terrible spins his sleep-deprived brain could put on western mythology, had thought that maybe being a double-agent to a magically accepting country would be a break! Something like a vacation! He wouldn't have to look over his shoulder all the time for one of his fellow knights poking their noses where they shouldn't and seeing him copying notices with self-writing pens or scrying on the wheat shipments to see if they were really being waylaid by bandits all the time!
Not so! Being a magical human in Mobei-jun's court of magical creatures is about as bad as being a magical human in the court of non-magical humans! At least in the non-magical court he knew he could throw some of his other knights under the magic-hating bus if things got too sticky, but there were no Yue Qingyuans or Shen Qingqius for him to blackmail with his author knowledge. Instead, there was Mobei-jun, Lord of the North, constantly bullying the overworked magical human for new ways to deal with the magic hunts.
Shang Qinghua was not a scientist, okay? He wasn't big on the worldbuilding, either, and it was really hard to reverse-engineer six thousand chapters of “it works because Luo Binghe needs it to work” magic in order to make anything happen if you weren't Luo Binghe himself.
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