#but I love Arthur more

[springs-hurts]

To love a fictional character so much that you're ready to put all your values aside for him, to justify him, to defend him, his actions...damn what happened to you girl!

[boyyeahright]

plains

[myoonmii]

Started this over a month ago and Probably never going to finish or render this but haha ha heyyy 💖

[potato-lord-but-not]

ough…… they’re so….. hng

[friszil]

listened to malevolent. for like. 5 mins.

[nicoriice]

girlies came back

[springs-hurts]

But you know, altho I do agree that it was haard waayy too hard for Merlin to listen it but yk what Merlin did was wrong.. He should've tell Arthur about his mother.. He just himself proved that sorcerers would do anything to hurt/kill them and this they're bad..if he had known tht uther was to be held, accountable for his mother's death and because of that he's on warpath against sorcery.. He'd have done the right thing.. But for all Merlin's talk, he never believed in Arthur atleast that what you gain from this.. It was partly his own fault that Arthur believed that his father is right. And also, Merlin had no right and absolutely no right to let Arthur not know the truth about his mother's death... He himself was so bitter when gaius told him about balinor but didn't do the courtesy of telling Arthur about ygraine and that was wrong. Always kept him in dark.

The fact that Arthur said this just after we saw Merlin do him the biggest kindness I've ever seen anyone do another person. Like. A sorcerer just selflessly shattered his own dream, and that of many people, just so Arthur would not have to bear the guilt of killing his own father, in one of the purest and most horrifying demonstrations of love I've ever witnessed, and it went unseen and unheard, and then he had to listen to this

Sometimes it just hits me, the amount of emotional pain Merlin has been going through since the beginning of the series.

It makes me think of this post

[forsakenmissives]

can’t stop crying over arthur loving merlin for merlin. like he fr thought he was just some guy but guess what? that’s his some guy. and he’d stick with him forever. i think i’m gonna throw up

[justaz]

lol arthur realizes with the other knights after watching merlin flirt and being hit with a wave of deja vu: holy shit you asked me out

merlin and the rest of the knights around a campfire after leaving a village bc lancelot and leon somehow started a brawl in the tavern: ???

arthur points at merlin: after valiant! you asked me to buy you a drink! you were asking me out!

merlin is busy cooking dinner and confused out of his fucking mind: what???…..valiant….oh the knight with the snakes.

gwaine who was slightly tipsy now stone cold sober and sitting up straight against a tree: wait. explain. what do you mean merlin asked you out??

arthur snaps his fingers as he recalls the memory: i apologized for sacking you and you said that if i bought you a drink we’d be even.

merlin now remembering how he had stumbled into camelot, picked a fight with a pigheaded bully which quickly turned homoerotic and flirtatious, and continued their teasing-flirting for days before merlin shot his shot and asked the prince out only to be rejected: oh yeah, i forgot i did that…..wait, you mean you didnt realize what i was asking?

arthur: no?? we argued everyday, how was i supposed to realize you were asking me out??

merlin now abandoning the dinner and staring across the camp at arthur while the rest of the knights watch their back and forth like a game of tennis: to you we were arguing, to me that was very much flirting. i thought you were flirting back so i decided to ask you. then you rejected me

arthur, mentally beating his past self up for fucking up their chance: i didn’t reject you!!! i just didn’t realize what you were asking me. how was i meant to? we fought every chance we got

leon, nudging elyan, glee and excitement riling through him: its happening!!! its finally happening!!! seven long, grueling years is finally paying off!!!

merlin, realizing the misunderstanding and acknowledging the fact that he wasn’t rejected, his flirtations just weren’t noticed - realizing he still has a chance: oh…oh i see. arthur, my dear, our fights were extremely flirtatious. need i remind you of what you said? “do you know how to walk on your knees? would you like me to teach you?” or “i could take you apart with one blow”

arthur, mental capabilities at an all time low: m…my dear….?????????

merlin grinning devilishly as he realizes that his flirtatious persona he had hidden away after falling head over heels for arthur can make a come back: that is what i called you. should i call you something else? say…mine?

percival gags in elyan’s ear: cheesy

elyan hides a laugh: at least they’re finally getting somewhere. better than the hopeless pining

arthur, flushed from head to toe: ah uh no um im uh

merlin thoroughly enjoying himself: oh come now, your majesty. use your words.

[madbalalaika]

[amariram]

“I failed?”

[homieswithhades]

blessed are those who hunger and thirst for cuntiness

[dekuboya]

Some John as a human sketching 🥴

[willwoodwithadditionalgrapejuice]

sorry guys the urge to draw my wife kayne in a dress was STRONG today brothers

[critter-wizard]

you are all I have, you are the eyes that see, the air that breathes, how can I worship anything else?

[ao3-shenanigans]

Oh my gosh this is actually so cool though!! I didn’t know this!!

Fourth person uses plural first pronouns for the narrator/titular character(s)

An example might be instead of:

‘I sit in the chair by the window’ Or ‘Jon sits in the chair by the window’

‘We sit in the chair by the window’

Here’s an excerpt from The Virgin Suicides by Jeffery Eugenides that uses 4th person:

“It didn’t matter in the end how old they had been, or that they were girls, but only that we had loved them, and that they hadn’t heard us calling, still do not hear us, up here in the tree house, with our thinning hair and soft bellies, calling them out of those rooms where they went to be alone for all time, alone in suicide, which is deeper than death, and where we will never find the pieces to put them back together.”