At Least Theyll Be Reunited When Arthur Dies

at least they’ll be reunited when arthur dies

Arthur held Merlin in the aftermath of the battle of Camlan.

His idiot manservant had appeared out of nowhere and taken a blow meant for the king. A killing blow.

Merlin had been slain by Mordred, and in turn Mordred had been slain by Arthur.

“I did it…. I actually did it” Merlin whispered.

Arthur’s brows knit together in confusion. Merlin had sounded almost… happy?

With a closer look, he saw his friend wasn’t grimacing with pain, instead he was smiling the widest he had ever seen.

With that, Merlin gave a hearty sigh, and closed his eyes for the last time. He had conquered fate itself, and now he could finally rest.

Doodling time

Too niche? I don't draw or paint at all so just for fun:)

and eventually once they get their shit together, merthur live a long and happy life till they’re old men, merlin never has to do the trick again and the whole village thinks this generational curse was defeated by gay love

I like the idea that Merlin, while waiting for Arthur to return he sets up a little flower shop. It’s right by the lake, and it developed because he stayed right by the lake for Arthur. People find Merlin alone by this lake while they’re traveling and he’s all sweat and nice to them making them love him and they decided to settle down there. More and more people stay there making a town around Merlin. Merlin is just the old guy with his nice little garden who’s always been there, nobody’s sure how long he’s been there. No one is rude enough to ask him.

As civilization advances and the government starts trying to register everyone Merlin has to find a way around it. He finds that the best way of doing this is to find a girl who he can trust with his secrets and has her move in to pretend to be his wife. He illusions a little kid running around his garden so he’s had a ‘child’ and once the kid is of legal age he fakes his death and turns himself young again to be a ‘new’ person.

He repeats this process for generations so he is legally a person. Everyone in the town thinks his ‘family’ is cursed because the fathers always dies in their 40s or 50s, on the son’s birthday to become a legal adult.

He keeps this up with his flower shop that has now grown quite big that he hires college students to help him. Until one day Arthur shows up in his bedroom and chaos ensues.

Merlin, who gives Arthur his neckerchief for good luck before a tournament (he pretends not to know what it means) claiming "I heard it somewhere that doing this could bring you good luck" (he enchanted it to bring Arthur luck during the tournament). Arthur, who is trying to keep a stoic expression as he takes Merlins neckerchief and ties it around his arm. He clears his throat and tells Merlin "I won't need luck," before muttering a soft thank you that Merlin barely hears. He turns around wand walks away, his face bright red as he makes his way towards the tournament.

Arthur: That man wants to sleep with you.

Merlin: No, he doesn't.

Arthur: Yes, he does.

Merlin: He was showing me how to...

Arthur: Okay, anytime a man shows someone how to do something from behind, it's just an excuse for him to get really close and breathe on their neck. Watch any sports movie.

Merlin: That is not a thing.

Arthur: You mind picking up that mug?

[Merlin picks up the mug]

Arthur: No no, you're doing it all wrong.

[Arthur stands behind Merlin and picks up the mug with him]

Arthur: Here, let me show you. No, no, no. I've been doing this for years. See, the way to pick up a mug is like THAT. You just got to relax into it.

Merlin: [Merlin steps away] He wasn't doing that.

Arthur: It's exactly what he was doing.

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DAY 7: drop.

Went with some warmer colours this time around to go with one exhausted servant grabbing a moment to himself.

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