#domestic merthur

[ineffablesheets]

Merlin: I’m not that clumsy.

Arthur: You literally tripped over nothing on the way here.

Merlin: That was a strategic fall.

Arthur: A what?

Merlin: To distract the enemy… which is you, apparently.

[theroundbartable]

At breakfast

Merlin: would you still love me if I were a worm?

Arthur: *looking up from reading his morning reports* what?

Merlin: would you love me if I were a worm?

Arthur: ...

Arthur: Merlin, you are a servant. My father would have called you something far less than a worm!

Merlin: so?

Arthur: *sighs* yes, Merlin. I would still love you if you were a worm.

Merlin: ...

Merlin: .......

Merlin: you love me? 0////0

Arthur: Merlin, I swear to god- *realizes* Did you just shitpost me into confessing my feelings for you!

- How they got together, probably.

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modern arthur loves stealing merlin's clothes <3

(hc: merlin owns an obscene amount of wizard/magic merchandise because leon finds it hilarious and gifts merlin everything he can find)

[gregre369]

Y’all ever been reading some fanfiction and you just randomly check back into reality. And realize you’ve been reading 100k words of domestic bliss and fluff about two make believe people. Like no action, no violence, no plot, just two people living their lives and having conversations about home renovations.

Does it make you question yourself…?

…cool me neither

[wgglyguy]

more merthur cats...the second one is a sketch for a painting ill post soon :)

[nimrism]

post-revival merthur

arthur: you know, merlin, when you said you were magic in bed this isn't—

merlin, pulling out a card: was THIS your card?

arthur, in awe: oh my god—

[boggywitchin]

Nesting

Arthur stood there, hands on hips and lips pursed, "What happened to my room?"

The look thrown his way spoke elegantly of what Merlin thought of his mental prowess, "I'm cleaning it."

He raised an eyebrow, "Cleaning?"

"Yes, cleaning. And a bit of rearranging."

"Mm. I see that." Arthur did some quick math as he carefully walked around the piles of clothes, stacks of books, and pieces of armor. "And the bed?"

Merlin straightened from his task, a puzzled frown on his face, "I made it. Are you feeling alright?"

"Not sure.” He responded thoughtfully, “I think I'll be indisposed for the next couple of days. From a fever, perhaps."

Arthur climbed into the circular mound gracing the royal mattress. Quills, parchment, bits of chainmail, and even the hilt of a sword could be seen filling the gaps between soft, downy blankets, rich furs that'd be ruined by week’s end, and enough pillows to furnish at least five rooms. It really was a nice nest. His inner alpha rumbled contentedly, proud of the hard work his mate put into making this. 

He'd have to do something about that sword though. It was a rather nasty accident waiting to happen, especially given how much they utilized the space.

Merlin moved to Arthur's side of the bed and placed a hand against the King's forehead. "You don't feel warm. Are you sure you're getting sick?"

Arthur noted the glassy gleam in the omega’s eyes and the heat emanating from his palm."I can say with complete certainty I won't be leaving this room anytime soon."

Merlin's scent spiked with worry, "Should I get Gaius?"

He caught Merlin's fingers and pressed them to his lips in a light kiss, "All I need is you."

Merlin rolled his eyes, "You just want me here to wait on you hand and foot."

Arthur scoffed even as he snuggled further into the inviting softness, "You are, by far, the worst servant it was ever my misfortune to have, so no, I don't. I want you here because I love you. Because you bring out the best in me and my nature. Because you give my life joy and meaning. Because without you by my side, I would feel a hole where my heart should be- oof!" His pompous speech was cut off by the sudden appearance of a pillow thrown at him by his now laughing mate. Arthur smiled and tossed it aside. Pulling Merlin to his chest, he began kissing him soundly, breathing in the intoxicating mix of dried herbs and smoke, each note enhanced by the sharp overtone of sun-warm metal.

Even after their lips parted, they stayed like that; Arthur holding his other half, stroking back dark hair as the omega pressed a nose to his neck. It was the ever increasing warmth against his skin that reminded him of all the things that needed doing before they could lose themselves completely. "I have one or two tasks for you-"

With a huff, Merlin pushed himself upright, and unconsciously began mending the tumbled walls of his nest, "I see, never mind what I was doing before you interrupted. What is your command, Sire? I'm obviously at your beck and call, truly willing to drop everything to fulfill your every whim. In fact- oof!" It was Arthur’s turn to throw the pillow, which Merlin fumbled briefly before tucking it back into place. 

"As I was saying,” Arthur growled, calling his omega to attention, “I need you to find Leon and tell him to be ready to take over training. Also, inform the council we will not reconvene until next week, regardless of how important they think their petition is.”

Merlin crossed his arms, a raised eyebrow the only acknowledgment of the orders he'd been given. 

Arthur sighed, ignoring the prick of annoyance from his inner alpha, and wisely decided to change tactics. Giving his most charming smile, he added sweetly, "Please?" 

Merlin smirked, "That's better." And after bestowing a very thorough departing kiss, he asked, "Are you sure you don't want me to fetch Gaius? You do seem to be acting a little strange."

"No need to bother him. I'm confident the two of us will manage quite nicely.”

Merlin just shrugged, and maneuvering around the messes strewn across the floor, left to do as he'd been bidden. 

Sitting up, Arthur shook his head at the oblivious omega, happy Merlin felt so safe that he hadn't even noticed he was entering heat. He'd fought hard as King to guarantee that safety, and his alpha gloried in providing such lasting security for his mate. 

Trying not to disturb the neat layers around him, Arthur worked carefully to pull out the sword while making a mental list of final preparations. He'd need to go to the kitchens to arrange their meals and then he'd need to tell George to bring up the tub and enough water to last a few days. Hm, what else? Flowers! His mate deserved fresh flowers. He'd go pick them himself- Merlin would like that.

A quick search of the rest of the nest produced yet another sword and a crossbow that, if Merlin had managed to load it properly, would've caused quite a bit of damage. 

Maybe Merlin's subconscious wasn't quite on the same page as his omega when it came to safety... 

Arthur put the now harmless crossbow back in place and the arrow where it was least likely to cause injury. They'd need to discuss this when the heat was over. In the meantime, if having the weapon nearby eased Merlin’s mind, he wasn't going to argue. 

Let's see, he'd need to stop by the armory to drop off the swords, then kitchens, George, flowers.. Maybe he'd have an errand boy run into the market and see if there were any quilts for sale.

Stepping into the hall, his nose immediately began to twitch at Merlin’s lingering scent. The new blanket would have to wait. Merlin, his mouthy, stubborn, adorable, and utterly clueless omega was much closer to heat than he originally thought. Picking up his pace, he determinedly went about completing his mission. His alpha already purring at the thought of getting Merlin back to their room and into that wonderful nest. 

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Comment:

This is domestic gold! My goddess above, how is it possible that I feels that I want her to be there to them to adopt me?

I love how the way they talk feels so organic and Merlin's horrified realization was the icing on the cake.im number one fan of fics where Merlin is oblivious to his own feelings even though there are so few of them (usually it's Arthur but I'm a believer that Merlin is worse)

I remember when I was watching the series this was more or less the scenario I wanted to play out lmao I was yelling at the screen at Arthur "have you not seen yourself talking to your manservant?!!!!" My definition of love is being your purest essence freely and comfortably with *that* person and Arthur was that cheeky, carefree jerk only with Merlin. Their senseless discussions that bordered on daring and domestic routine. And let's face it, it only seemed like the world was going to be out of balance for them when they were worried about each other. A FULLY MARRIED COUPLE!

When the village lady was talking to Gaius I was just imagining Merlin arriving with Arthur like a wife who has heard the neighbours arguing from the fence of the yard. "and you saw that Mrs. Johnson..." Oh hilarious

And when you list the similarities with married couples! Oh oh oh I was waiting for them to say "honey or sweetheart"

Again! Magnificent fic!

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Merlin (TV) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Merlin/Arthur Pendragon (Merlin) Characters: Merlin (Merlin), Arthur Pendragon (Merlin), Gaius (Merlin), Gwen (Merlin), Gwaine (Merlin), Morgana (Merlin) Additional Tags: Canon Era, Fluff, Domestic Fluff, Light Angst, Pining Summary:

Merlin, to his horror, discovers that maybe he and Arthur act like a married couple after all.

[hopelessromantic5]

A morning with the King

(TBC at some point)

“Please go back down.” Arthur murmured in the direction of the offending light, eyes still closed and chasing blissful sleep. He waved a lazy hand towards the window, willing the sun to obey and give him just a few more hours.

Suddenly the room got dark again.

“Huh,” Arthur mumbled still half in his slumber, “that was easy.”

“I hate to be the one to tell you this, but the sun doesn’t take commands from the likes of you, your highness.”

Merlin’s voice made him jump, head popping out of the duvet, eyes wide. The manservant hadn’t made a single noise coming into his chambers.

“Who does it take commands from then? You?” Arthur scoffed. And then a few seconds passed where he really thought about it…

“It doesn’t, right? You didn’t just tell the sun to go back down, did you?” He asked, panicked and suddenly wondering why it got dark in his room in the first place.

He turned his head away from his manservant and thankfully saw sunlight peeking through the thick, light-blocking, curtains.

“I supposed it would, if I asked it nicely.”

“H-what-wait- what does that even mean?” The King sputtered.

Even after months, Arthur was still in the process of fully understanding the extent of Merlin’s power and what he could do with little-to-no effort.

“We do not have time for me to explain it to you today, sire. Our guests are expected tomorrow and we still have a hundred things to do.” As he spoke, Merlin began his descent on Arthur’s motionless form. Stopping at the foot of the bed, he waited with impatient arms crossed.

“I will do what I must to get you out of this bed, if you will not do so of your own volition.”

With that, Arthur quickly jumped up, half naked, not wanting to know what that statement meant in the slightest.

“Good.” Merlin said, he pointed to the table on his way to the cupboard. “Eat.”

[thesongistheriver]

fic word ask; "strings" ;)

-C

Merlin still wasn’t entirely sure what sort of relationship to expect between his mother and former teacher.

“She said they’ll get a hotel room, Masks,” he’d fretted a few days prior. “Together!”

Arthur had struggled to not to chuckle. “Strings, I understand you’re still a bit uncomfortable with all this, but you must realise your mother is not … innocent. After all …” He gestured at Merlin, indicating his very existence.

A pretty flush had spread over Merlin’s cheeks at that even as he’d snorted in annoyance.

[colettetatouss]

how do i draw so well you ask? well, i wanted to see my favorite characters suck face

[ineffablesheets]

Oh nothing just soldiers and their super model boyfriends

[inconsistentracoon]

God dammit this Lamia fic was just meant to be an indulgent hurt/comfort one-shot, but now it's developed a mind of it's own so I'm sitting here on 3k words of Merlin learning how being in a relationship and actually being cared for by someone works, and Arthur learning that actually he is capable of being caring and Merlin really needs as much help from Arthur as Arthur gets from him and my brain is starting to melt send help

[sandinthepipes]

The way merlin and arthur always say "let's go home" to each other whenever the weekly trial ends

[wgglyguy]

Merlin and Arthur as cats:)

Merlin as a lanky blue abyssinian w yellow eyes and Arthur as a flame point fluffy longhair type maybe a dlh or a ragdoll and his ring is a collar

I have more ideas for them as well as other characters so I will be posting more hehehe

[earlgreyinpajamas]

merthur fic recs: social media au pt 2

1. Like-Hate-Love by Imagined (@burglarhobbit)

When Arthur drunkenly kisses a stranger at a party, he doesn’t expect to ever really see him again.

That is, until two years later, when he accidentally likes a picture on Instagram and somehow starts an online rivalry with him.

Or: In which Arthur is a bit of a prat (and, worse: a prescriptivist), Merlin has no issues at all calling him out on it, Morgana is the world's least-sympathetic sister, and Uther is no help whatsoever.

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dhfjkadlf 173/10 realistic representation of how they would meet in real life

2. The Narcissist’s Thirst Trap by MerthurAllure (Kirbymatsu) (@apple-juice-dreams)

Arthur Pendragon is an up and coming actor. He wouldn’t consider himself a famous celebrity by any means, but he has quite a few dedicated fans. One of which happens to run a thirst blog all about him. Bad decisions are made and risks are taken, but the payoff is definitely worth it.             

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you can’t not post this on this hell site

3. How (Not) to be a YouTuber: A Comprehensive Guide by Idiots by Imagined (@burglarhobbit), Scarlet_Ribbons (@silk-scarlet-ribbons)

Arthur has a gaming channel. Merlin has a gardening channel. The only thing they have in common, it seems, is the fact they're both successful YouTubers, and that their followers want them to do a collab in spite of how different their content is.

Or: In which Arthur and Merlin flirt (despite Merlin’s mysterious fiancée), Morgana dishes out the hottest gossip, Gwaine keeps trying to fight the entire internet, and their fans are maybe just a little too overbearing.

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ahh they are all so cute