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I got super frustrated at first but I finally finished it!

I tried a couple of new things ✨️

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The 30th: You're still here and so am I.

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HATE IT when there’s a song that has One Line that makes me think of a specific character or pairing or whatever but the rest of the song is completely irrelevant to that situation so i dont even put it on a character playlist or anything because its not worth it but it still makes me do the metal gear solid alert noise whenever i get to That Part of the song

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Jace, Clary and Simon at Luke’s bookstore

🎨: @imjenndove

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my favorite thing about agatha all along is actually that in every episode, agatha is the pep talk giver. her pep talks have a 100% success rate and have saved their asses during every single trial. and she would hate this fact. she would try so hard to stop giving pep talks and then find herself at the closest high school spirit rally gearing them up to win the big game. anti hero is literal here she is ANTI hero. no more heroic antics she says while telling billy that he tried his best and a little murder never hurt anyone. okay queen i see your pom poms and whistle 💜

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i don’t know about you girlies but the way the cw’s supernatural literally said “the one single difference that makes this universe special from every other universe out there, the only event that puts you outside of the plan of a vengeful and petty god who wants to destroy you for sport, is an angel who, in this universe only, raised the michael sword from hell and promptly fell so deeply and swiftly in love that he never obeyed another heavenly order again. through the unexpected experience of human love, a weapon of god discovered free will, and this world was never under His control again” has me fully fucking spit roasted. it’s 2020 and supernatural (2004-2020) decided to go all in on the idea that our deepest expression of free will is love, and that the person who will save the universe from destruction is an angel who thought of himself as nothing more than a good soldier until he laid hands on one singular human soul and raised him from perdition. they said gay love DID and WILL CONTINUE TO piece the veil and save the day!!!! and not even god can do shit about that!!!!!!!!!!!

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The Seer’s Timeline

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BBC Merlin & Text Posts (18/?)

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"I will watch you grow into the King that Camelot deserves. It is as it should be."

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“You and Arthur are two sides of the same coin, Merlin, bound together by fate and destiny alike.”

“Every step you take, every spell you cast, leads you closer to the destiny that awaits you.”

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As Merlin looses his magic into the air, he wonders. Will his king, bright and gold and warm, one day know all of him?

For @merlintarotfest

Cards from the Light Seer's Tarot: 7 of Wands, The World, 2 of Pentacles

Full img on AO3 (posted for the collection)

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yours is the light by which my spirit’s born: yours is the darkness of my soul's return —you are my sun, my moon, and all my stars

Happy 16th anniversary, Merlin! (timelapse available here ✨)

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Sir Elyan

This took me 21.5 hours I hope you like it 🥲 I'm never drawing chain mail again

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Camelot Merlin's Knights, everyone.

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Inktober day 2!!

Todays prompt is Discover and I was looking for a reason to draw Merlin so I drew the Valley of the Fallen Kings 🫡

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✨COMPLETE✨

A hand grasped his arm, sending a brief thrill down Merlin's nerves as he was forced around to face the person behind him. Armour gleamed in the firelight: supple chainmail glinted, and the solid iron of a pauldron curved lovingly over one broad shoulder. The length of a sword blade separated them. The point hovered, steady and sure, over Merlin's heart, braced to run him through, but he did not care about any of that. He was too busy drinking in the sight of the man before him. He could never forget him, no matter how many centuries had passed. 'Arthur?' When Merlin ultimately fails in his destiny, the fading remnants of magic that linger in the modern world fling him not just back in time, but sideways as well. He ends up in a Camelot where all his friends are alive, well and aware of his magic. He ends up in a Camelot where his alternate self died almost a year ago. Can he, Arthur and their friends still forge the golden age he was once promised, or will grief and suspicion tear them apart?

It's finally done. I just posted the hundredth, and final, chapter on AO3. A huge thank you to everyone who has joined me on this ride. I'm delighted to have been part of your lives in some small way. 💖

If you enjoyed this fic, I'd love a reblog to help spread awareness that it's finally done 🙏