Merlin X Arthur - Tumblr Posts
PART 2
Full disclosure I was not expecting people to like my ramblings as much as they did, and i'm running low on ideas 😭 . (Part 1: https://www.tumblr.com/amirmeavid/762962965752332288/i-know-the-fandom-generally-agrees-merlin-and?source=share)
Visiting Diplomat: I have heard stories of Camelot's noble pursuit for the eradication of the vile performance that is sorc-
Merlin: *head on arthur's shoulder as he levitates a cup to drink from*
Arthur: *raising eyebrow* Why did you stop? You were talking about Camelot's magic ban.
Diplomat: *blinks multiple times* sorcery... v-vile?
Merlin: *hmmms in mock approval* Its wonderful to know how much you trust Camelot's decisions.
Serving girl: *gets very nervous, accidentally makes a mini explosion at the centre of the table*
Nobles: *have been stewing over the past week of merlin being 'public' with his magic* Sorcery! She's a witc-
Merlin: Don't be ridiculous. Its my new trick. I picked it up from a jester.
Particularly brave Noble: Forgive me your highness, but i highly doubt that was a mere trick...
Merlin: *Makes the table explode again, eyes very obviously gold* See? Its a sleight of hand!
Noble:
Noble:
Arthur: *visibly trying not to die of laughter*
Merlin: *is going about his daily business, levitating Arthur's sword to him when he is interrupted by a fucking scream*
New Knight: *pointing at the levitating sword, looking around wildly because why is no one else saying anything?!*
Magic-(hating?) Noble: Oh shut your mouth boy. Thats our king-consort. Of course its not sorcery. He just practices sleight of hand.
New Knight: ... *is having a mental breakdown, because what?*
Merlin: Sleight of hand. Its becoming increasingly common you know. I can teach it to you if you want
Arthur: *with all his regal prattiness* As a knight of the realm, you should be educated about all facets of life. Imagine. If it weren't for good sir 'Magic-(hating?) Noble', you may have accused your King Consort of sorcery!
Merlin: *dramatically* Imagine.
Poor Knight: ...yes sire.
Does anyone have any sleepy merlin fluffy fics? I don't know why but sleepy fics hit different every time. Maybe cause I'm always tired. But still.
I hate-ish drunk fics because it feels kind of false, but sleepy fics honestly are what drunk fics TRY to be. Sleepy fics are when you're really you, not just core parts of your personality being stripped away like with drunk-fics, but genuinely YOU. In the most natural state, unaffected by responsibilities, taught rules or mind-altering toxins.
Sick-fics do this as well I think, but sleepy fics allow for a level of closeness I think sick fics often fail in. Btw i'm writing this at 1:30 so I'm biased as FUCK. I'm sleepy, I want merlin to also be sleepy. Help
I know I read one where merlin fell asleep on arthur's bed while tidying it and felt bad about it, but arthur was so happy to know merlin felt safe enough with him, and liked to see merlin's sleepy face. Or maybe I'm just making that up.
Either way, fic recs please 😭😭🙏
Merlin and Mordred but Mordred hasn't reached Stage 3 Disillusionment yet:
Merlin: *making the fire while on a hunting trip* What?
Mordred: *wheezing. coughing. sobbing. because why is his GOD doing menial tasks!?* This outrage! This is heresy!
Arthur: ..the soup? *hesitantly licks the spoon* Its not that bad.
Gwaine: Yeah, trust us Mordred. Merlin makes great soup!
Mordred:
Mordred:
Mordred: What did you just say?
Merlin: Oh no.
Mordred: *starts throwing a hissy fit because no, thats illegal, but also he can't tell the knights how important merlin is because what if his god SMITES him?!- (merlin does not yet know how to this, or he would have alreadu done it)*
*2 hours later*
Mordred: WHAT DO YOU MEAN HE ALWAYS DOES IT?! DO NONE OF YOU KNOW HOW TO COOK!?
Long story short, Merlin's chores dramatically decrease when Mordred is around, because nobody wants to kill their youngest knight by stress, even though they don't know why he acts that way.
Merlin is grudgingly pleased.
There is something so funny to me how Arthur canonically thinks Merlin cross dresses/and or DID cross dress and just accepts it, even going as far as to say the colour of the dress that Merlin-who was actually stealing it for Freya if I remember correctly-had been caught with SUITED HIM!
We love a supportive boyfriend.
I'm sorry I saw this and thought it's too real for me to not share-(yes I'm a merthur and Merlin fan)
"what you thinking about?"
Me:
Oh god how I love them
“i kneel before you not as a prince, but as a man in love.
but i would feel like a king if you, merlin of ealdor, would be my husband.”
for all of my fellow merthur shippers, may this fandom never die 🖤
Merlin: *sacrifices his life and does anything he can to protect Arthur.*
Arthur: i can protect myself and I'm very good on my own.
Merlin: *leaves for one day.*
Arthur: *gets stabbed.*
We all know know mother's words are truth.
"two halves of a coin."
"He likes you."
Merlin's mother without a few days meeting Arthur. she KNOWS. She literally told him that Arthur likes him and she knew he wouldn't hurt him if he told him the truth about magic. Mother knows all. And if mother says then it's true. And both born to be the other's half, if those aren't soulmates i do know what they are.
Ladies and gentlemen they're in love.
Share Merlin don't be greedy lmao
Merlin: So that’s why it’s my destiny to protect Arthur.
Lancelot: I’m sure the basement dragon was very convincing, but that still doesn’t seem like a reason to stay where your very existence is a literal crime.
Merlin: Have you seen Arthur yet?
Lancelot: No?
Merlin: *gestures to the window overlooking the training field to see Arthur with his gold hair and blue eyes looking pretty*
Lancelot: Oh. Understandable. Out of curiosity, where can I get a destiny?
Nothing is straight about this show low-key
I'm sorry I saw this and thought it's too real for me to not share-(yes I'm a merthur and Merlin fan)
"what you thinking about?"
Me:
Was rewatching Merlin and realized how bad it is to just take a moment out of context and a none Merlin fan is immediately gonna think wrong-
Arthur: do you know how to walk on your knees?
Merlin: ..no?
Arthur: well then I can teach you-
Arthur, midnight and hearing someone call his name: WHO'S THERE.
Merlin, sliding from under the bed: It's Merlin :D
Arthur, sassy: oh great you're back😬
Arthur, talking to Merlin: NOTHING could ever happen between us. My father wouldn't let me rescue a servant you think he'd let me marry one?
(people just keep putting the Gwen part out and it tricks people)
And how MUCH Merlin just dodged a head cut off
Merlin: how long have you been training to be a prat, my lord
Merlin: just don't be..a prat
Arthur: sometimes I wonder if you're good at doing anything
Merlin: putting up with you.
Merlin: I wouldn't have a friend who could be such an ass
I LEGIT GASPED PFT
s4 of merlin is when they update intro, he finally graduates from boy to man
he finally hit puberty guysss omg
bbc merlin is so queer like not only the way they go about magic being a very easy parallel for queerness and the obvious merthur stuff but just the relationships between all the knights
the implications that Gwaine and Merlin shared his bed when he was staying bc we know they have a spare bed but we know it's near Gaius and Merlin definitely wasn't using it
Pericival and Gwaine so gay for eachother the way Percival holds Gwaine when he dies is almost as gay as Arthur asking Merlin to hold him
there's so much more aswell
would yall hate me if i started posting merlin fanfics 😫
okay merlin community: would we want merthur or merlin x reader/merlin x arthur??
ALSO i have a hobie x gyaru!reader fic in the works
the return of arthur pendragon - angst?? PT. 1
this is basically purely backstory, i needed to get something outtt (merlin x arthur)
a/n: this is probably the longest thing I've ever written. +I wrote this on a computer so everything is capitalized n stuff. and i want to say that im really sorry this is delayed and also the first thing ive posted in like two months. that's really on me. additionally, i have a reader x hobie fic coming out soon.
if you have sent me a request I WILL get to it, some may require more research and brain power. announcments: i have an ao3 (i havent posted anything on it though) pendragonco
Most imagine the afterlife to be a wonderland full of radiant flora and a deity only decided by yourself. A place where you may live out the years you never got to experience. But you would be wrong.
The truth is far more complex. It is a realm where echoes of your past deeds and dreams intertwine with the fabric of eternity. Time flows differently, like a river winding through the core of memories and contrition, where every choice made in life reverberates on the very existence of the universe. There are no simple paradises or solitary deities here, but rather a tapestry of existence woven from the threads of every life that comes before and leads after yours.
However, to Arthur Pendragon, both definitions seem untrue. It almost taunts him with how easy they make being dead seem to a new generation of the dead and the living.
To King Arthur, the afterlife is a treacherous wasteland, where the dead seemed unnaturally content despite their recent quietus. All he could do was curse his demise and all the unfulfilled ambitions that haunted him. He wondered about his darling Guinevere, how she fared, now tasked with ruling Camelot in his stead. He thought of the fate bestowed upon Gaius, the man he had trusted implicitly, who now carried the weight of the living through Pendragon's legacy.
But above all, his thoughts always returned to Merlin. A man he had once known. A man he had once trusted. Arthur imagined Merlin. Perhaps Merlin was so grief-stricken he never used his power again? Maybe he avenged the death of his king. For all Arthur knows, Merlin himself could've died, he too could have been cursed to this desolate ether.
In reality, the world broke. His world broke. The once and future king, the man destined to unite the land of Albion, through magic and none, is now dead. Merlin, day after day, ran his last moments over. Cursing himself for the way Arthur left this world. If he had just listened to Kilgaraah if he had heeded his advice. If he had disposed of Mordred the first time they had met, the King would stand before him long after. No war would have ensued, and Camelot would no longer be in strife with war.
The day his death was announced to the citizens was a dismal one. Clouds cast over the town square, and the whole of the city gathered to hear the words from the queen herself. Gwen and Merlin stand where Arthur had stood just weeks prior. Where Arthur had announced war, Gwen shall announce the outcome of such a thing.
“My dearest citizens of Camelot,” Her voice wavers. “It is with a heavy heart that I make this declaration. Our beloved king, Arthur Pendragon, has fallen in battle. The king lives no more. His bravery and dedication to our kingdom will forever be remembered. Let us unite in mourning his loss and uphold his legacy with strength and resilience. May his soul find an eternal peace” A long silence befalls Camelot. The only noise was the occasional strangled sob. Coming from townsmen and nobles alike. The knights stood on only one knee. Taking their solemn oath to the King to heart.
In the months that followed the death of the King, Merlin withdrew into solitude, seeking solace in the quiet corners of Camelot and the vast expanses of the surrounding countryside. Memories of Arthur haunted him—laughter shared over campfires, battles fought side by side, and the unspoken bond of friendship that had defined their lives. He found himself replaying every moment, every decision, wondering if there had been a different path—one that could have spared Arthur's life.
In the privacy of his chambers, Merlin poured over ancient texts and scrolls, searching for clues, signs, anything that might point the way to Arthur's return. His magic, once hidden away in fear of persecution, now burned within him with a fierce intensity—a testament to the depth of his devotion and determination. He thought of his previous journey with Arthur, a trip in which Arthur came back fuming at Uther. A trip where they had met with Ygraine, Arthur's mother.
He wonders what spell Morgause had used to conjure the image. Whether or not the image was manipulated, didn't matter so much to Merlin. If he could only see Arthur one last time. One more day. If he could apologize for his secrecy, if he pledged his allegiance to the king, if he could promise to carry out whatever plan Arthur had for Camelot, he would be content. Merlin had believed that if he could just find the right spell, he could bring back the king. Even if only for a short period.
Deciding this was easy for Merlin. Evoking Arthurs image not so much.
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OKAY, i promise i will get part two out soon. my hobie fic comes out on sunday so
@maumnuu - this is mainly for you :p
"And this man was utterly gorgeous"
Once and Future Crime Lord- Pg. 9
A couple days back my English teacher was teaching us Julius Ceasar by Shakespeare and she said and I'm quoting "It is only a tragedy if everyone does at the end, everyone who is worth something in the play dies and only then it is a tragedy". And then began to wonder how untrue that sentence was. Cause there are so many ways that pain can be felt, be conveyed, be understood even if the MC himself doesn't die.
Like in BBC Merlin, merlin himself didn't die but everyone around died or faded away(from his life and show). So what if every person didn't die. Merlin is and will always be a pure tragedy and I will not stand for it being called anything else
