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Iâm tempted to write the knights (plus Merlin, Gwen, Arthur, and Morgana obviously) having game night but reincarnated in the modern era, knowing they canât kill each other but also wanting revenge for 1500 year old grudges.
Morgana would be petty towards Merlin and Arthur still, but whenever she says something about Merlin killing her, Gwaine just rolls his eyes like: âOh no. The horror. I canât even begin to imagine what torture you mustâve suffered.â Completely deadpan followed by âgo fish, witch.â Or âuno, fuckers!â
Arthur makes Merlin constantly skip turns. Merlin gets annoyed but Arthur says he canât cheat if heâs missing turns. (Heâs more salty about Merlin cheating at dice with his magic than anything else)
Elyan and Leon gang up against Gwaine as revenge for all the tavern tales he told on long patrols.
Leon changes to colours he knows Merlin or Arthur donât have and just says âPoetryâ to explain why heâs upset. Merlin starts playing the ghost busters theme on his phone and Arthur is stuck between being traumatised and wheezing on the floor. Leonâs just wondering if thatâs worse because at least âpoetryâ wouldâve meant theyâd gotten over the pining. Whatever Merlinâs talking about with ghost busters means he didnât walk into anything Merthur happening but also means heâs got another reason he was underpaid.
Gwen makes Morgana +16 and Morgana complains that theyâre friends. Gwen looks her dead in the eyes and says âWe were friends. Want a reminder of what happened?â And Morgana silently counts 16 cards. (Theyâve made up about it all, but itâs still used as ammo to be petty and competitive on game nights)
Lancelot and Merlin have their own thing going on, no one can tell if theyâre working together or trying to destroy each other. They all know better than to question it.
Percival wins because everyone always forgets about him.
Please tell me you see the vision.
#bbc merlin#reincarnation#modern merlin#gwaine#sir gwaine#bbc gwaine#gwaine is enjoying himself immensely#gwaine being a dumbass#(affectionate)#morgana#redeemed morgana#morgana pendragon#merlin#game night#merlin emrys#the knights of the dumbass table#the knights of the round table#arthur pendragon#guinevere#gwen merlin#merlin causes chaos for fun#he introduced them to uno so itâs all his fault#merlin bbc#sir leon the long suffering#iâm bad at tagging#bbc elyan#sir elyan#percival#sir percival#merlin fic idea
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i just had a dream about the knights of camelot except in a kind of sci-fi-ish modern setting and boy you need to hear this.
so. gwaine and percival were on a mission which needed them to crawl through a forest where for some reason the visibility was so skewed that the bandits could only see them if they got close to fire or were in movement.
cue the dumbasses getting caught as soon as they set on their way because
percival: "i need to go pee"
now, it being weird-ass sci-fi, the bandits were mad scientists and, as pergwaine were lying there cuddling in the middle of the road trying to be as still as possible and BAREFOOT FOR SOME GODDAMN REASON, the bandits decided to find out if the two lumps in front of them were alive by tickling their toesies. with electricity. with gradually higher and higher voltage.
at one point the bandits were like million volts sound just about right for this VERY MUCH ALIVE AND WIGGLING HUNK, and wanted to shoot percial with it. to which gwaine, our lovely single braincell hero, volunteered himself if only the bandits were kind enough not to use million volts at once but divide it into 10 shots (cause 100k volts is perfectly okay apparently).
cue gwaine being moved somewhere to be annihilated with electricity and he panics cause. obviously he's gonna die.
YOU KNOW WHAT THE IDIOT DID?
decided to play it off as "i am a sorcerer", mumbled some bullshit AND PULLED FOUR HALF EATEN SLICES OF PIZZA OUT OF HIS POCKETS.
i woke up facepalming because one. he's dumb as shit. and two. it fucking worked to distract the bandit guy đđđđ
#my dreams are WILD#but also fucking in character#it's 3:40am and i decided this was too important for me to forget if i go back to sleep#merlin#merlin bbc#bbc merlin#knights of the round table#gwaine#percival#pergwaine
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merlin: gwaine! apologise now.
gwaine: *sighs* fine.
gwaine: arthur, if iâve offended you with writing âdumb bitchâ and âdickâ all over your speech, i humbly apologise
gwaine: i honestly did not think you could read
#my merlin incorrect quotes#original post#incorrect quotes#incorrect merlin#incorrect merlin quotes#merlin incorrect quotes#merlin#arthur#gwaine#gwaine being a dumbass#arthur pendragon#merlin emrys#mergwarthur#gwarthur#merthur#mergwaine#merwaine#bbcm#bbc merlin#bbcmerlin
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This is my legacy
#this is my legacy#welcome to thee dumb merlin blog#come for merlins lack of brain cells#stay for my lack of brain cells#roasting this boy like heâs the chicken gwaine and percival stole#which very much tracks with my goal of giving every post on this blog the vibe of being summoned by dumb gays in a vent#itâs what the triple goddess would have wanted#the greatest sorcerer ever to walk the earth#and the dumbest bitch ever to be dragged#the number of episodes is finite but the dumbassery is infinite#the og dumbass#truly the dumbest lil disaster since 500AD#heâs so dumb and I love him so much#merlin#bbc merlin
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am I the only one who feels like we got so little of the knights of Camelot. like they literally deserved a show of their own. the pure dumbassery and adorkability of it all was just so pure and needed. they were ALL baby boys and I still need more even after all these years. fuck Uther and his dumb code I wanted them there since season one
#emotional support dumbasses#I am still so bitter at how early Lancelot died#I needed them all being dumbasses messing around for much longer#the knights of camelot#merlin#lancelot#the token baby boy#gwaine#the token chaotic dumbass boy#sir leon#the good boy#elyan#the pure boy#Percival#the big boy#mordred#the dangerous cinnamon roll
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#you forget that elyan is THE round table short king#gwaine and arthur are bemoaning their shortness#while elyan is sittin over there even shorter than them#elyans just like: sire you have no right to complain#percival: exactly! unlike elyan you can actually reach the top shelf#elyan: YOU SHUT YOUR MOUTH
WHY WULD YOU HIDE THIS IN THE TAGS
merlin gives off the aura of being shorter than arthur when heâs actually taller and thatâs one of my favorite things on godâs green earth
#bbc merlin#merlin emrys#arthur pendragon#sir elyan#sir leon#sir percival#sir gwaine#then you have lancelot#watching them from freya's scyring pool#and just#being like#wow#these dumbasses are best friends#and this is what they get up to#when i'm nto their#smh#but we all know he loves all of them to bits#plus he is like the middle sixed one#like not too small and not too tall#which is just perfect
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â Youâre his only family (besides the Knights)Â
â He would tell you about why heâs alone, and what happened to those he loves without hesitating. Itâs not information that he keeps secret.Â
â Forming a bond built on trust and honestyÂ
â You were great friends with Morgana when she resided in Camelot. Your family were jewelers and Uther wanted a new bracelet for her upcoming birthday. However, unbeknownst to Uther, your family were also sorcerers. Magic was imbued in the pieces; protection or to attract love. Whatever the intent, your family was able to imbue it into the jewel.Â
â Your grandfather had grown up with Gaius, so you knew the healer well.Â
â Having magic yourself and hating Uther
â Stealing his clothes
âIs that my shirt youâre wearing?âÂ
   âYes, do you want it back?â
âNo, it looks better on you.âÂ
â Annoying the other Knights with how much he talks about you
â Gwaine likes to rest his head in your lap
â A LOT of flirtingÂ
â He likes teaching you about weapons and how to use them. His biggest fear is you getting hurt, and that he cannot protect you.Â
â Gwaine said âI love youâ firstÂ
â You and Gwaine married after a year of being together. He knew he wanted to marry you after 2 months. But didnât feel as if it was the right time.Â
â It was a lovely ceremony. Arthur wanted to pay for a lot, and Gwaine refused. So they compromised and Arthur paid of only part of it...Â
â You spend a lot of time with Guinevere, and you give her some of the jewelry from the shop. She doesnât know the wearer is granted protection, only you and Merlin do.Â
â Oh and speaking of Merlin, you guys are best friends. Itâs because you can both be honest about wielding magic.Â
â Teasing each other
â He would never get tired of you
Relationship tropes:Â
Endless Support & Love
Chaotic x Chaotic Dumbass
Mutual Morons In Love
NSFWđ minors dni!
â Gwaineâs passion sweeps you off your feet. Heâs all hands and lips; a blur of want and need.Â
â Equal dom/sub - he likes a woman who can put him in his place Â
â Very loud and very vocal. He forgets to be quiet a lot, and you have to put a hand over his mouth.Â
â Likes to put his fingers in your mouth while you suck on them
â Heâs a big fan of doggy and pushing you up against a wall
â He doesnât mind period sex
â Itâs quite common for sex to occur after argumentsÂ
â He likes to praise you, with his hands, mouth, and words.Â
    âYouâre doing so well for me, princess.âÂ
â He has a high sex driveÂ
â Likes it when you pull at his hairÂ
â Especially when heâs going down on you -Â
â And he is very good at doing that. Itâs like he knows exactly where to put his mouth, tongue, fingers ...Â
â Has had experience, I mean look at him. Who wouldnât want Gwaineâs attention, let alone his lips on your body??
â He likes to fill your mouth with his cum, and watch you swallow it Â
â Gwaine is a fan of quickies, but they donât happen very often. Even though heâs a high-energy guy, he knows that quickies rarely get you off - so he always wants to be fair
#gwaine#gwaine x reader#gwaine headcanons#merlin bbc#merlin bbc headcanons#merlin headcanons#bbc merlin headcanons#bbc merlin#reader insert#fanfiction#headcanons#imagines#medieval#knights of the round table#sir gwaine#sir gwaine x reader#sir gwaine x wife reader#being gwaine's wife#being gwaine's wife would include#king arthur#gwaine smut
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Donât Run
Prompts: hello hello hello i have a merlin fic idea (which you are Not obligated to write /gen) merlins been hiding his magic from arthur for ages (but arthur already knows about it, doesnt really care, and has just been waiting for merlin to tell him on his own terms). merlins magic gets revealed and merlin is Terrified. he basically begs aurthur to not burn him and instead banish him or something. arthur (who was not expecting this) decides hey maybe its a good idea to let all these emptions calm down before I talk about this with him because clearly merlin isnt okay right now. and so he leaves merlin to let him have a break. but merlin freaks (or gets kidnapped or something idk /lh) and decides 'fuck it time to run before he decides to kill me.' arthur now has to go find this magic dumbass (he's probably very worried about him) However, when he finds merlin, merlin assumes arthur is there to kill him and figures 'well if arthur wants me dead i suppose i'll have to die' or something. arthur is naturally horrified and rushes to clear things up. again, if you dont want to write this/dont feel comfortable writing it, dont /gen (i know its detailed brain went brrrr at like midnight and thought this up lmao) have a great day!!! drink water or get bonked /lh - anon
me, as the angsty person i am, am a sucker for the 'Person A gets kidnapped or captured for a bit and when they're rescued think they're dreaming/hallucinating' trope. no pressure for you to write this ofc, feel free to ignore this /gen - anon
prompt: can you please do a Merlin gets betrayed by someone he cares about h/c fic? also can merlin be aroace and trans? - anon
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Warnings: panic attacks, betrayal, anti-magic sentiments
Pairings: merthur, can be platonic or romantic you decide
Word Count: 3725
It was supposed to be a normal hunt. It was supposed to be a normal hunt.Â
It was supposed to be this: they get out of the castle so Arthur can be less of a prat, the knights have that weird banter that they always do where itâs âwe can make fun of him but if anyone else tries, you will be eviscerated,â and Merlin gets to enjoy being in the woods because itâs nice outside and he doesnât actually have to do that much. They only tend to hunt small things like rabbits and birds anyway.Â
It was not supposed to be most of the knights having to stay behind for various reasons, including Gwaine who somehow got swept into helping Leon with a council thing.Â
It was not supposed to be just him, Arthur, and three random knights.Â
It was not supposed to end like this.Â
Merlin grunts, hitting the ground hard as a sword slams into his back. He gasps, struggling to find purchase on the loose dirt as the sound of shouts reach his ringing ears. He turns over, trying to get up, only to have the point of a sword leveled at his face.Â
âG-Gareth?â
Gareth, the knight who had actually been decent to himâwhich meant heâd helped put away his equipment, helped Merlin tidy up, and actually been nice to himâsnarls down at him, sword still aimed right at his throat.Â
âWhatâwhatâs going on?â
âDonât play dumb, you wretched thing,â the man growls, the point of the sword perilously close to slitting his throat, âIâve had my eye on you since I came to Camelot.â
âYour eye on meâwhat? Whatâre you talking about?â
âAs if you donât know!â
Merlinâs breathing grows ragged as the sword forces his head back down on the ground. Gareth leans over him, spittle flying from his lips.Â
âYouâre poison,â hisses the same mouth that called him kind, called him compassionate, called him hopeful, âyouâre a plague that deserves to be wiped out. Scum and traitors, all of you, inhuman bastards that drag the rest of us down to your level.â
Itâs the shock of the words that does it, bringing tears to Merlinâs eyes as the conviction in the manâs face drives the sword down further. âG-Gareth, Iââ
âDonât.âÂ
He winces as the sword digs in.Â
âKeep my name out of your hell mouth,â the man spits, âdonât try and curse me.â
âWhat,â says the most glorious and furious voice Merlin has ever heard, âis the meaning of this?â
Arthur.
Arthur storms up to them, his own sword drawn, eyes like flame as he sees Gareth with his sword at Merlinâs throat.Â
âDrop it,â he warns in a voice of steel, âand I might just let you keep your life.â
âHeâs a sorcerer, sire.â
Merlinâs blood runs cold.Â
No.Â
No.Â
No, no, no, no, this canât be happening.Â
Not like this. Arthur wasnât supposed to find out like this. No, he wasâhe was going to tell him, promise, he was butâbut after, after everything was fine and fixed and thenâthen he couldâ
Not like this. Please, not like this.Â
âA sorcerer? Merlin? You must be joking.â
âItâs no joke, sire.â Gareth snarls again. âI saw him with my own eyes. His eyes glowed, he threw a spear halfway across the arena without his hands. He has magic, I tell you.â
Merlin looks helplessly at Arthur but all he sees is a stony face. The blade turns him back after a second, back into the face of contempt and hatred and all the things that hurt far worse than any sword.Â
âWe must kill him,â Gareth says solemnly, âto root out the poison before it destroys us all.â
And before Merlin can say anything, before Arthur can say anything, he lifts the sword and makes to swing.Â
âMerlin!â
A blast and Gareth is flying back across the clearing, smacking against the tree and falling to the ground with a clang.Â
It rings in the still air.Â
Merlinâs eyes widen.Â
He doesnât hear the cries of sorcerer, magic, evil over the pounding of his heart in his ears. He doesnât see the light glint off of blades as theyâre pulled from scabbards. He doesnât feel the threat of others getting closer over the dread of what heâs just done.Â
Heâs killed himself.Â
He used magic to hurt one of the knights of Camelot.Â
He revealed himself in front of Arthur.Â
What have I done?
âSire, what do we do?â He hears the voice from a mile away. âIâve never killed a sorcerer before.â
Never killed a sorcerer before.Â
Heâs asking Arthur how to kill a sorcerer.Â
Arthur knows how to kill a sorcerer.Â
Arthur has killed a sorcerer before.Â
Arthur is going to kill me.Â
Merlin shies away from them, curling up into a ball before realizing that could be seen as defiance and whimpering, throwing himself to his knees with his hands raised.Â
âIâll go,â he croaks, âIâllâIâll leave, youâll never see me again, justâjust let me go. Banish me instead.â
Please, just let me run.Â
He canât look at Arthurâs eyes, filled with rage and contempt like Gareth as he strikes him down. He canât look at him like that, he canât do it. He wonât survive that alone. It wouldnât be the sword that kills him.Â
âPleaseâplease, Iâll go. Iâll go and youâll never see me again,â he begs, âjustâjust let me go.â
âPathetic,â another one of them says, âis that the best he can do? Iâve seen a dog beg better than that.â
Arthur still hasnât said anything.Â
âWe need to kill him, sire,â Gareth saysâoh, he mustâve gotten upâ âwho knows what he could do?â
Merlin finally looks up, if only to see how close they all are, and his eyes lock with Arthurâs.Â
He canât see any of the man he knows.Â
âReturn to camp,â says the stranger who wears Arthurâs face, âpack the supplies. We must make ready for a hasty retreat back to Camelot.â
âBut sireââ
âNow.â
Two of the knights glance at each other and slowly begin to back away. Gareth remains for a moment longer.Â
âBe wary, sire,â he says, âheâs tricky. Did his best to seduce me, heâs a wily one.â
âI can handle him. Go.â
Gareth shoots one last truly disdainful look at him before he retreats into the undergrowth, the sheen of his sword the last to vanish.Â
Then itâs just the two of them.Â
âArthur,â Merlin gasps, âArthur, pleaseââ
âShut up.â
The words are different. Theyâre not playful, not irritated, notânot Arthur. Theyâre cold. Impersonal. An order. They strike Merlin like rocks from a sling, making him flinch into a sharp rock that jabs right through the thin material of his trousers. His throat closes until only pained and pitiful whines can escape.Â
They remain where they are for a long moment before Arthur begins to retreat as well, sword still held aloft, backing away until heâs far enough that Merlin can hardly see him. Only then does he turn.Â
Merlin watches the single spot of red walk away from him until it vanishes into the forest.Â
His magic tingles in the tips of his fingers and a soundless yell burns his throat as he shoves his hands against his chest, trying to make it go away, this is all your fault, you ruined everything, you always ruin everything!
He has to run. He has to run because sorcerers die in Camelot, theyâre put to the sword or burned at the stake and he canât look at Arthur while he kills him. He canât. He just canât. Heâd sooner die of that than whatever execution they can dream up.Â
With stumbling and clumsy steps that are dragged down by his traitorous magic that for some reason doesnât want him to flee from the site of his execution, he scrambles to his feet and runs.Â
If Arthurâif Arthur finds him after this, he can say he tried to run. He can run again, heâll keep running. Heâll spend his life running if it means Arthur wonât kill him and he wonât have to see it.Â
He runs harder and faster than heâs ever run before because Arthur is a warrior whoâs been trained to kill since birth and heâs stronger and faster and can run for longer and if he catches Merlinâ
He loses track of where he is. He just runs.Â
But his magic, his damned magic, that has always loved Arthur more than it loves him, wonât let him.Â
Like a tether from his navel that twists through the forest, he knows exactly where Arthur is. And exactly when he starts to give chase.Â
A wretched sob tears itself from his throat and he pushes on, his magic dragging him back each step as Arthur gets closer, closer, closer, and heâs no longer just hearing his own breath and phantom footsteps as he crashes through the woods. He can hear the snapping of twigs, the rustling of leaves, and that voice.Â
That damned voice.Â
âMerlin!â
He canât stop. If he stops he dies. If he stops Arthur kills him. If he stops heâheâ
His magic all but throws him over a root and he yelps, turning into a frightened scream as heâs pitched down a hill and into a boulder with a crack.Â
âMerlin!â
Leaves rustle as Arthur skids down the hill after him and heâs so close, heâs right there and Merlin has to run, he has to run now, but his legs are shaking and his arms wonât work and his magic keeps tugging him back toward Arthur and he just collapses into a useless, cowering mess at Arthurâs feet.Â
âMerlin!â
âNoâno fire,â he gasps out, âplease, youâyou can do it here, I wonât fight, I wonâtâyou can use your sword, please, no fire, I donât want to burnâplease, no fireââ
A strong hand grips his shoulder and pulls him in toâ
No sword pierces his chest. No dagger finds a home in his gut. There are no hissed words, no glares, no low solemn speeches about magic as a plague.Â
He canât even see Arthur anymore. Just the hill. There are two tracks in it. One where he fell and one where Arthur skidded after him. Red fabric flutters in front of him too. Arthurâs cape.Â
Why can he see Arthurâs cape?
Only when a head turns and breath starts to puff over his neck does he realize whatâs happened.Â
âA-Arthur?â
âDonât you ever,â Arthur says in a rush, chest still heaving against Merlinâs where heâs pulled him flush against him, legs tangled in a heap, âscare me like that again.â
HeâsâŠheâs in Arthurâs lap. Arthurâs holding him. Arthurâs hugging him.Â
Arthur has his face buried in Merlinâs neck and heâs telling him not to scare him like that again.Â
âArthur?â
âYou,â he says, and he sounds like Arthur againâa very angry Arthur, but at least itâs Arthurâ âare the biggest idiot Iâve ever met.â
He pulls back and his eyes are still on fire but heâs looking at Merlin like a starving man.Â
âWhy did you run? You couldâve been hurt! You were hurt, you slammed into the rock like it broke your back.â He runs a hand over Merlinâs spine as if reassuring himself Merlinâs not hurt. âYou idiot, I almost lost you.â
Merlin just blinks. AlmostâŠlost him? Doesnât Arthur want to kill him?
âWell?â
Oh. Arthurâs waiting for an answer. âArenât you going to kill me?â
Arthurâs face goes white, slack in horror, then contorts anew in red rage. âNo, Merlin, Iâm not going to bloody kill you.â
âB-but youââ
âI didnât want the others to try, you absolute petticoat,â he says, still glaring, âbecause youâre a little lamb who rolls over whenever anyone is trying to fight you except meâwhich is rude, by the wayâand you wouldnât so much as lift a finger to defend yourself if they tried!â
âŠthatâs why he sent them away?
Arthur rolls his eyes when he voices that thought. âYes, Merlin. Theyâre under the impression that theyâre to start back to Camelot without me to gather reinforcements.â
Reinforcementsâthe knightsânoâÂ
âCalm down, you idiot, theyâre not actually going toâoh, for the love ofâMerlin.â
Merlin listens to that. He freezes in Arthurâs arms as Arthurâs hand comes up to cup the back of his head. He stares at him pointedly, gaze flicking from one eye to the other.Â
âI lied,â he says slowly as if heâs talking to a child, âso they would leave.â
âYouâŠyou did?â
âYes. Because then I could talk to you about having magicâhey,â he says firmly as Merlin tries to pull away again, ânone of that. Stay with me.â
Another order. He can do those.Â
âRight. I wanted to talk with you about having magic so that now we can work together to keep things like this from happening andâwhere are you going?â
âWhat do you mean now,â Merlin asks, eyes widening as he tries anew to struggle away from Arthur, âwhat does that mean?â
âMerlin, Iâve known youâve had magic for a while now, andââ
âYou what?â
âCome on, youâre not exactly good at hiding it all theâhey!â
Merlin had flailed, succeeding in loosening Arthurâs grip and sending them both falling over. He scrambles up, trying to claw his way free but Arthur is faster and heâs on him in an instant.Â
âThis isnât working,â he hears Arthur growl to himself before arms like steel bands close around him, hauling his back against Arthurâs chest as legs lace through his and pin him well and truly.Â
âN-noââ
âShh,â comes Arthurâs voice, suddenly soft and gentle and Merlin hates the way he instantly relaxes, âeasy, now. Itâs alright. Youâre alright.â
A truly pathetic whine leaves his mouth and Arthur hums.Â
âIâm not going to kill you,â the gentle voice says again, âIâm not going to burn you and Iâm not going to use my sword. You will not die.â
But heâs a sorcerer. Sorcerers die in Camelot.Â
âI sent away the others to protect you. Theyâre not going to hurt you either. The knightsâour knightsâwonât let you be hurt and neither will I.â Arthurâs lips brush the shell of his ear. âYouâre safe, Merlin. Iâm going to protect you.â
âBut,â Merlin gasps, âbut Iâm a sorcerer.â
âYes,â Arthur says patiently, âyou are. Iâve known that for a while. You are Merlin, you are a sorcerer, and Iâm going to protect you.â
âSorcerers die in Camelot. Youâyou should kill me.â
âI am not going to kill you. You are mine,â and thereâs a hint of steel in his words now too, âand no one is going to touch you.â
His magic thrums in his veins and slowly, slowly his breathing slows.Â
âIf I let you go, will you run again?â
âN-no.â
âAlright.â
Arthur lets him go and Merlin doesnât run. He lets Arthur turn him around and cup his neck again, the other hand on his shoulder. He doesnât look mad anymore.Â
âIs that why you ran,â he asks, still speaking softly, âdid you think I was going to kill you?â
When Merlin nods, looking away in shame, he just hums again.Â
âIâm not going to kill you.â
âI know that now.â
âMhm. So when we go backââ
âBack?â Merlinâs head jerks up. âYouâre not banishing me either?â
âWhat part of âIâm going to protect youâ did you not understand?â
âB-but I thoughtââ
âNo, you didnât,â he says in that soft voice that makes the insult almost an endearment, âyou didnât think because you didnât realize that I could never kill you or send you away. Iâd sooner leave with you.â
His magic hums as if to verify the truth in his words. âYouâŠyou would?â
Arthur frowns, but itâs not an angry frown. âYou really donât know, do you?â
âKnow what?â
âHow important you are.â
The forest seems to fall silent.Â
Merlinâs eyes widen so much heâs afraid theyâre going to fall out of his head. And Arthurâs just looking at him with his face all sincere and his voice is still soft and his hands are gentle where they hold Merlin like heâs something precious andâandâ
âWhat?â
âAll those jokes,â Arthur says, âabout you and being replaceable and being the worst and a cowardâŠI never really meant them. Never. Well, you are an awful servant, but none of the others. I donât want you to leave.â
Slowly, like heâs coaxing a skittish animal to him, he pulls him closer.Â
âI want you.â
Something in Merlinâs chest breaks and heâs sobbing into Arthurâs shoulder in the next moment, hands scrabbling uselessly at his cape, his armor, his hair, every bit of him that he can reach. Arthur weathers the storm like a castle in a gale, holding him tight enough that he wonât blow away.Â
âI want you,â he whispers, sweet rain in the clouded sky, âI want you to stay, Merlin.â
ââââ
Heâs on his back. Heâs got a sword at his throat. Arthur stares down at him like his glare is enough to burn him alive and heâs snarling out Merlinâs name.Â
âMagic is a plague. Youâre poison. Youâve betrayed me. How could you do this?â
Merlin canât speak. His mouth trapped shut. Arthur lifts the sword.Â
âYouâre nothing but an inhuman beast,â come the words that hurt far more than any mortal weapon, âyou, who cannot love, who are of twisted mind and body, you who do not understand what it is to be a human.â
All of the secrets heâd hoped to hideâŠexposed for the world to see.
âMay all of Camelot curse your name,â he growls, âMerlin. Merlin, Merlinââ
âMerlin!â
Merlin gasps, jolting upright, trying to get away from the sword, just runâ
âMerlin, calm down,â Arthur says, wrapping his arms around him and coaxing him to his chest, âitâs only a dream, Merlin, itâs only a dream.â
No, no, this must be the dream. Why would he be in Arthurâs chambers, at night, in bed, in bed with Arthurâthis canât beâ
âShh, shh, shh, sweetheart,â Arthur murmurs, lying back down with Merlin in his arms, âIâve got you. Itâs only me. Youâre safe.â
âA-Arthur?â
âYes, sweetheart. Itâs me.â Thereâs a mouth on his neck. âJust me.â
Heâs still panting, the run still pushing through his legs. Arthur hums, settling him into the blankets and propping himself up over him.Â
âWhere are you right now?â
âForest,â Merlin chokes out, âsword. You were going toâto kill me.â He swallows. âSaid all of Camelot would curse my name.â
âYouâre with me,â Arthur says gently, âweâre in the castle. Iâm not going to kill you. Can you see?â
He looks around. Thereâs the desk. Thereâs the window. Arthurâs white nightshirt is shining in the moonlight.Â
ââŠyeah.â He swallows. âIâmâIâm not abusing you, am I?â
Arthur almost reels back in shock. âWhat? What on earth are you talking about?â
âIââcause I canâtâI canât love the way thatââ
âStop right there,â Arthur orders, leaning down and cupping his face in his hands, âdonât you give a damn about that, you hear me? I care for you, Iâm fond of you, you care for me, youâre fond of me, yes?â
âY-yes.â
âThen thatâs all that matters.â
Merlin swallows again. âAnd Iâm notâŠwrong?â
ââWrong?ââ
ââŠyou donât mindââ he blushesâ âmyâmy body?â
âYour bodâgoodness, Merlin, this mustâve been quite the nightmare.â Arthur shakes his head. âNo, Merlin, your bodyâs yours. You do what you like with it.â
It says something about how rattled he is that he doesnât reach for any of the jokes he could make right now.Â
âHey,â Arthur calls, leaning down and carding his fingers through his hair, âbe gentle with yourself, alright? That was a horrible thing that happened, let it heal in its own time.â
âBut itâs hard.â
âI know.â Arthur leans over to kiss his cheek. âTrust me, I know.â
Merlin rolls over, wrapping his arms around Arthur as he chuckles in surprise, pulling him into a proper cuddle.Â
âYou just have to stay, then, until it feels better.â
âOh, Merlin,â he hears faintly as sleep begins to tug at him once more, âyou donât need to make reasons for me to stay. Iâm staying with you, sweetheart, for the rest of our lives.â
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Operation Merthur: Part 1
âYou want me to do what?â
Malifer sighed. He really didn't want to repeat this again. Pinching the bridge of his nose, Malifer straightens his posture. He isnât paid enough for this.
âSire, Iâve told you this ten times.â
âYes, yes, I understand that. But...why?â
The poor knight looked so confused and caught off guard. Fair. They did corner him with this request. Maybe Malifer shouldâve gone to Sir Gwaine first. That knight always seemed more inclined to give them favors. But this was a special request. One that is not in Sir Gwaineâs jurisdiction.Â
âWe only ask, sire, is for you to ask His Majesty about...his opinions on his manservant.â Malifer prays for the first time in his life for Sir Leon to not ask him to repeat this request again. âSee, we are only asking for the benefit of our dear friend, Merlin. Just in case, you know?â
Sir Leon's eyebrows furrow at the mention of Merlinâs name, but he still looked uncomfortable. Malifer understood why. Sir Leon was always a man who went by the book; very meticulous and always noble to a point that it was a little infuriating. Although, in Maliferâs humble opinion, Sir Lancelot takes the cake on being infuriatingly noble, but Sir Leon is second just for him always feeling the need to be so...virtuous. Great, now Mailer felt like gagging.
Fortunately, Charlie (think of him as Maliferâs second in command) saves Malifer from making a fool of himself in front of the knight. He wraps his arm around Malifer as an act of nonchalance. Itâs an act mostly because they need Sir Leon to agree to this request for their plan to get in motion, and there was only so much a couple of nosy servants could do to meddle in the affair of something as important as this.Â
âWe donât want you toâŠsnoop, per say. More ofââ Charlie made some kind of gesture with his free handâ âinvestigate the affairs of His Majestyâs heart. We understand that you are a very honorable man held by your code and by no means are we asking you to do anything treasonous.â
âI understand that,â Sir Leon gruffs. It seems this topic has made him flustered. Malifer is seriously ready to call it quits and ask Gwaine. âItâs just...donât you think this is an invasion of privacy? I feel like we should just leave them to figure out themselves.â
Malifer groans. This isnât going anywhere. Why did he think he could convince the ever virtuous Sir Leon into joining this operation? New plan: ask Gwaine and pray it works.
âListen, Sire.â Malifer makes sure to stretch the sire out a bit to let the knight know how annoyed he is becoming. Merlin is a bad influence when it comes to decorum and proper etiquette. âIn case you have been blind for four years, let me inform you that there has been no progress between those two imbeciles!â
The knight flinches at Malifer, referring to his two friends with such a name, but Malifer never gives him the chance to defend them.
âI don't know about you, but I am getting sick and tired of seeing them give each other those disgusting dopey eyes. Not to mention the amount of hours I have to hear Merlin talk about the Kingâs arms, face, hair, and--God forbid his fucking eyes, everyday--and always giving that sickly, sweet smile! I canât take it, Sir Leon! And if you won't help me, Iâll meddle in these affairs by myself!â
He finishes looking straight at the knight. His chest rising and falling as he recollects himself. Charlie seemed to have grabbed him during his rant to ensure Malifer didnât get all up on the knightâs face, but the damage was done.Â
Sir Leon was at a loss for words. His face said it all. The shock was only a dream that vanished and his face became blank. Leon pursed his lips and crossed his arms. He looks back to the duo.
âYou said you and some servants have created a whole operation?â
Now weâre getting somewhere.
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Operation Get These Dumbasses Together (Gwaine coined the name Merthur but Malifer thinks itâs a stupid name and quite likes its original title, thank you very much) was a work in progress. It was actually an accident on how this operation got started. It was...after the whole fiasco with Mercia and Merlin being poisoned, if Malifer wants to really start at the beginning.Â
Anyway, Merica had come for a treaty signing thing (Malifer isnât exactly one who kept up with things like this, gossip was more up his alley), and everything went to shit the moment Merlin accused Mercia of trying to poison prince Arthur. Of course a servant accusing another kingdom of such an act was laughable and caused some arguments until King Uther (may his soul be forever facing its crimes in the afterlife) ordered Merlin to drink from said poisoned drink because who gives a shit about a servantâs life? Not Uther thatâs for sure.
Prince Arthur did though, and would have drank it in Merlinâs stead, but of course that wasnât going to happen. To sum it up, the cup was poisoned. Merlin, in critical condition of dying, was not doing so hot anymore. Prince Arthur, who had only known Merlin for...was it really only a month?! Wow. Anyway, Prince Arthur left Camelot (against his own fatherâs wishes) to find some flower to save Merlin.Â
This, my friends, was the beginning of Malifer and Charlieâs delve into meddling in affairs they probably should have stayed out of.
It started out as a joke. Honestly, Charlie really was joking:
âApparently, Prince Arthur left Camelot to save his servant.â
âDid he?â asked Malifer who was stuck cleaning the kitchens and missed all the drama much to his discontent.
âYeah, it was really dramatic. Seems that the only way for Merlin to survive is to find this...flower of some sort? But the King was against the prince going to fetch it since, well,â Charlieâs face darkened as he remembered hearing the Kingâs exact words on how he felt about the servantâs fate. Such was the life of servants under Utherâs reign. Donât be seen, donât be heard, and never expect royalty to give a ratâs ass about you. Malifer stops his cleaning to face Charlie and his face falls grim in understanding. He reaches to squeeze Charlieâs shoulder.Â
âPoor Merlin,â Malifer whispers, âhe was quite a firecracker wasnât he?â
Charlie snorts. He relaxes his shoulders then.Â
âBut the prince still left?â
Charlie smirks. âYeah, went against his old man just to save his servantâs life.â A pause. âIt must be love.â
Malifer chuckles at that. As if. It still made him smile. The prince and his manservant. Huh. The prince in love with his manservant.
The Prince...in love?
âHOLY SHIT!â
And that friends, is how Malifer dragged Charlie along to spy on the couple at whatever chance they could. Soon, Charlieâs stablehand friend, David joined, adding his own theories. Clara came next, then Greg, then Sean, then Maddox, then Mary, then...every single servant was in on this once small operation. A betting pool was made a month later.Â
âIâm telling you! Gwen and Merlin are very close, so maybeââ
âDonât even suggest that!â
âHe did accuse himself of sorcery to save her life that one time,â someone murmured.
Silence.
âGoddamnit, Stephen!â
âWhat? Itâs true! Prince Arthur even said so!â
âOh please, can we really trust the prince for something like this? He could have assumed wrong and gotten jealous for no reason!â
âMerlin is very adamant on them being friends.â
âSee! False alarm everyone.â
âBut...donât some people just say that because theyâre in denial?â
Groans echo around the kitchen, their designated place to discuss and plan. A new pairing is added to the chalkboard under Arthur x Morgana (this of course would be later erased after the Lady is revealed to be Prince Arthurâs half sister). Grumbling ensues and later Merlin x Morgana is added as well as Merlin x Lancelot. That last one had a bit more of an uproar but was still added since it was mentioned (fucking Stephen) that Merlin forged Lancelotâs nobility and Arthur was totally jealous of Merlinâs attention not on him (bless you Mary).
When the servants found out about Gwaine, wellâŠ
âI asked Merlin about his last adventure with the prince and it seems he was very soft spoken about this stranger named Gwaine,â Melody told Malifer.Â
âReally? Soft spoken how?â
âFrom what I heard, he helped them during a brawl in the tavernââ of course he didâ âand got injured. Apparently, heâs staying in Gauisâs care which means he is staying with Merlinâ
Melody looked pleased with her deduction. Malifer was not. This could put a damper on the operationâs plans, so Malifer went to find him on the excuse of curiosity.
When Malifer did meet Gwaine, he found him very charming. Gwaine was courteous, fun, and incredibly likable. Malifer felt a tinge of guilt over his quick dislike of such a charming man. He had half a mind to get Gwaine to join the operation.
Unfortunately, Gwaineâs stay didnât last long, but it was fun while it lasted. In honor of such a charming man, the operation agreed to keep the pairing between Gwaine and Merlin since, admittedly, they would be a good pair for one another.
Skipping a couple more years, (after Morganaâs fall, Utherâs death, and other events) we find ourselves back to the present with Arthur as king, the Knights of the Round Table established, and there is still no progress on those two dunderheads.
However, that doesnât stop those two from being so disgustingly cute. Malifer sometimes catches a glimpse of King Arthurâs longing looks, touches that stay longer than Charlie would consider âfriendly,â and that fucking dopey smile. The servants know very well that Merlin is head over heels. Malifer is actually surprised that they have kept this operation secret from Merlin for so long.Â
Itâs actually Gwen that Malifer has to thank for that. Sheâs been in this operation for three years and knows front and center how far gone her poor friend is. Itâs also Gwen who gives Malifer the idea of asking Sir Leon for help in these trying times.
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âSo, how did it go?â Malifer asks after Leon enters their agreed meeting spot to share information. He wonât ever admit it to Leonâs face, but having Leon agree to help Operation Merthur (fucking Gwaine) was a Godsend. At this point, Malifer was grasping at the seams because he, as well as every other inhabitant in this kingdom, knew Merlinâs feelings for KIng Arthur and he knew the feelings were reciprocated. Unfortunately, intuition isnât enough to convince said manservant to confess his feelings (not to mention Malifer is in no way able to ask that of the king being as Malifer has never conversed with him).
âThe general meeting we had went well,â Malifer rolled his eyes, âbut the minute I asked about him courting anyone, he got agitated.â
Interesting.Â
âThis could mean one of many things you know.â
Leon then rolls his eyes at Malifer. Well then, sorry for stating the obvious. âIâm well aware of that, so I pressed on.â
âAnd?â Malifer raises his brow. What is with knights and theatrics?
âAnd, well,â Leon coughed his cheeks looking a bit more pink than usual. âAnd well, heâs not courting anyone, but then he started venting about the...silliness of Kings being expected to court someone so soon.â Malifer has a sneaking suspicion that the king didn't say silly, but he nodded along. The king ranting is good. He could let anything slip that he would usually keep well hidden, and this is Sir Leon, King Arthurâs most trusted knight and childhood friend. âHe then goes on to say how he has too much on his plate,â Understandable, âand technically heâs not really interested becauseâŠâ
Malifer frowns at the sudden pause and looks up to Sir Leon (why does he have to be so tall?). His mouth is shaped in a circle. Realization flashes in his eyes. Malifer huffs and crosses his arms.
âBecauseâŠ?â He taps his foot while he waits for Leon to come back from wherever his mind went. Malifer stares while he waits (he has nothing better to do, really). Sir Leon isnât wearing his armor today which is a little odd to see since thatâs all Malifer has ever seen him in, but it's not...terrible. To be honest, the armor hid a lot of the muscles Sir Leon appears to have. His arms are also crossed so itâs easier to see the muscles flexed there and-- okay! Time to get back on track and not think any more about Leonâs arms, thighs, chest, neckâŠ.fuck.
Malifer clears his throat and that seems to get Leonâs attention again. He blinks at Malifer whoâs now a little more than flustered to be held under the knightâs gaze. Maifer shuffles his feet and averts his eyes anywhere but at Leon.
âWell?â
Leon coughs and straightens up. âRight. Well, he said he wasnât interested in courting any ladyâs because, well, he stopped himself there. But I think it's probably because he was going to say that itâs because heâs already interested in someone.â
Maliferâs eyes widen and he smiles. Finally!Â
âAnd heâs not courting them?â
âNo, it seems not.â
âHm,â Malifer smirks, âI wonder why is that?â Â
Leon smiles. It softens his features. It makes him look-- Malifer shakes his head. Thatâs not the important thing here. The important thing is that Arthur is interested in someone, but wonât court them.
âMaybe itâs because they aren't technically noble?â He ponders mockingly.
Leon nods but his smile stays firm on his face since he is in on the game. âAnd this person may not exactly be a lady.â
âBut it is very close to him for him to be that flustered.â
They grin at each other, proud they both reached the same conclusion.
âMerlin?â Leonâs eyes twinkle with mischief that Malifer has never seen on the knight before.
âOh most definitely.â
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That evening, Malifer wasnât stuck in the kitchen (Charlie was and had half a mind to murder Malifer for throwing him under the bus to escape the cookâs wrath) and was enjoying himself. He interacted with the other servants, chatted with Gwaine and Percival on the importance of sleeves (âIâm telling you, Perce. It wouldnât hurt, and someone might try to attack them since thereâs no protection.â A huff. âI would get to them first.â âPerce, please.â), and watched the king and his servant float around each other.Â
Seriously, it was like they were in their own world or something.Â
Merlin went to pour some water for Leon, who was next to King Arthur, but then Merlin must have said something to cause the king to tug on Merlinâs scarf pulling him eye to eye with himself. They gazed at each other for a while, forgetting that Leon was even there. Malifer saw his shoulders slump as he grabbed the pitcher to pour his own cup (it was not water). Malifer shakes his head in sympathy for the poor knight.
When the king finally let Merlin go, Malifer caught Leonâs eye and the knight only shrugged in response to Maliferâs raised eyebrow. The king seemed to catch their interaction and frowned looking between the two. He leaned in to say something that Malifer wouldnât be able to hear. Whatever it was, it caused Sir Leon to flush profusely and hide his face in his cup while the king laughed. Malifer tilted his head in confusion then shrugged. Itâs probably none of his business.
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The next day saw Malifer's second plan go into motion: breaking Merlin. Many have tried to get him to admit his feelings, but all have failed. However, this can only work with the help of Lady Guinevere and Gaius, the royal physician.Â
Malifer doesnât know the royal physician personally, but he does know Gwen thanks to her lovely contribution to the Operation. With Gwen's help, they should be able to convince Gaius to help them in reaching their goal.
On the way to the physicianâs chambers Gwen is skipping and humming in excitement while Malifer is shaking with nerves. It shouldnât be that hard. It's Gaius, and Gwen assured Malifer that Gaius would definitely be all for this plan. While his mind is running through different scenarios on how this will pan out, he doesnât notice someone else coming down the hallway and walks straight into metal. Fucking knights.
âAre you alright? Malifer?â
Maliferâs nose twitches as he looks up to whoâs talking. Of course. Sir Leon in all his armor glory. He looks down at Malifer (seriously, Malifer isnât that short!) his face looking concerned. Maliferâs nose twitches (winces really) again and he goes to touch it.Â
âIâm fine,â he says, then winces after touching his nose. Leon frowns.
âI beg to differ.â
âWell, it sucks to suck. Iâm fine, really.â
Leon still looks unconvinced but sighs as if resigned. Malifer reasons it must be because he knows other people who do the same thing.
âIf you say so.â
Maliferâs lips purse. The nerve. He said he was fine. Leon doesnât have to be concerned. He sniffs indignantly then regrets it.
âWell, I ran into you anyway, so...Iâll be careful next time.â
Leon chuckles. âI hope so.â His gaze stays fixed on Malifer and now he feels caught. Thankfully, Gwen comes to the rescue (bless her, really).
âWe're sorry to have bumped into you. Anyway, we were on our way to see Gaius and itâs best to get to him before his work begins.â She gently nudges Malifer to follow her up to Gaiusâs chambers. Malifer looks back to see Leon wave with a soft smile on his face. Malifer can feel his lips widen as he waves back.
âAt least we now have an excuse to see him urgently,â Gwen says, but her eyes hold mischief in them. Malifer frowns. He doesnât like where this is going.
âSo.â Malifer can feel the floor escape from his feet as she turns to face him. He looks away. âYouâre blushing.â
His head snaps back to her. âI am not!â
âMhm, sure. SoâŠ.â Malifer groans, already knowing where Gwen is going. âYou and Sir Leon seem to be friendly.â
Malifer huffs and crosses his arms (he seems to be doing that alot). âOf course we are! Heâs in on the plan. Just, heâs just here to help us get Arthurâs side just like how weâre using Gaius for Merlin! I mean, heâs not a bad guy. Isnât snobby like some nobles and knights I know. I mean, he's no Gwaine but you know what I mean.â
âOh? Gwaine?â
Malifer thinks his face just exploded. Thatâs not what he meant, and she knows that.
âI-I...I meant heâs not as down to earth as Gwaine. Gwaineâs charming, but heâs not my type.â
âAnd your type isâŠ?â
Was it really taking this long to get to Gaiusâs chambers? Gwen said they were close some minutes ago. He looks around avoiding Gwen and his obvious blush. He finds a sign to the chambers not long after and gives out a sigh of relief.
âCome on, the physicianâs chamber is this way. I would like to get my nose treated, thank you very much.â
Gwen sighs and follows him up the stairs. Hoping that Gaius will help them in their plan.
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âOf course I will!â Gaius exclaims.
Well, that was easy.
Gwen smiles and thanks Gaius while he continues to treat Maliferâs nose. He winces a couple of times but other than that he can feel his nose starting to recover.
âIâve been living with that boy long enough to get tired of his obvious pining and the King-â Gaius rolls his eyes, â-Iâve been taking care of him since he was a little boy. Both of them are quite the pair arenât they?â
Gwen and Malifer nod in agreement. Nobody is blind when it comes to seeing King Arthur and Merlinâs affections for one another. Now with Gaiusâs help, they could find a way to speed up the torturous pining that this kingdom has been suffering from.
âSo, whatâs the plan?â
Malifer begins to explain his and otherâs findings, as well as what Leon has been telling him. Gaius nods along and begins to share his own ideas. Gaius seems against anything that would be surrounded following Merlin, but concedes to confronting Merlin on confessing. Gwen adds that Arthur could be confronted on the fact of why he isnât inclined to court anyone.Â
Itâs while they are in their hushed conversation that a tired Merlin enters the chambers. Gaius notices first and opens his mouth to greet him, but something weird happens. Malifer, who could have sworn that his eyes were deceiving him, watched as Merlin's eyes glowed gold and the chair near the shelf covered in potions moved closer to Merlin. Once itâs behind him, Merlin collapses on top of it. Maliferâs jaw drops.
âMerlin!â Gaius hisses. That seems to wake up the servant (no, sorcerer). He dazedly looks up at Gaius and smiles, raising his hand up to wave but freezes. It seems he notices Gwen and Malifer now. His smile falls.
âWell,â Malifer says, eyes still wide, âthis complicates things.â
part 2
#if this looks familiar...that's because it is#reposting my old stuff#merthur#outsider's pov#the servants control the romantic happenings in this castle#sir leon x oc#anyway i'll link part two either later today or tomorrow#bbc merlin#rated teen for language#fluff#nothing angsty in this house!#edit: wow do i need to proofread my stuff better
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The Eye of the Phoenix is such a good episode! It has adventure! humor! Gwen! Gwaine! Arwen! Merlin and Gwen! Merlin and Gwaine!
The episode's opening scene is one of the show's best. The solemnity of the entire affair: Arthur in all white, barefooted, ready to kneel all night to receive guidance from the spirits of the ancient Kings. The fact that he didn't fall asleep and actually went into a transe tells me that Gaius 100% slipped him something. Dude probably hallucinated his whole mission, but, really, it was all the Fisher King's doing, right?
It's hilarious that Uther and Arthur were anti magic and superstition but believed the spirits of the ancient Kings could communicate with them. Even funnier is that the mission was to find the resting place of an ancient King, who had also been a warlock, and steal a Trident from him. In the path to the Fisher King Arthur even encountered magic. The hypocrisy... Make it make sense. Arthur risked his life just to steal a useless Trident from an old King and keep it as a trophy. Men are the worst. Arthur's happiness when he found the shabby looking Trident was hilarious though. Merlin and Gwaine's reactions were priceless. What was even the point of the whole quest? Uther was really all about old-fashioned tradition. One of the biggest days in Arthur's life was praying on his knees to figure out which useless quest he was supposed to embark on alone, knowing that to succeed on his chosen mission meant he was ready to become King, because we all know stealing someone else's riches is the hallmark of a great King... Like Merlin said, it was a glorified treasure hunt.
Anyway, the opening scene was hilarious. Gwen and Merlin making fun of Arthur was everything:
G: What's he actually doing? M: Thinking. G: About? M: You. Shhh. He has to decide upon a quest. G: And crouching on his knees all night is going to help? M: Yes. He has to transcend his body so that the quest is revealed to him in a vision. G: And you're going to stay here and watch him? M: Gwen, this is one of the most important days in a prince's life.
Perfect. Cute and funny and everything. Arthur's a dumbass but he's their dumbass.
The episode was really funny overall. I liked all the Arthur and Merlin scenes, even those where Merlin was hiccuping and disturbing Arthur's "concentration". The entire episode was just making fun of Arthur for being so serious about such a stupid tradition and it was wonderful.
When Gwaine and Arthur finally rescued Arthur and he was angry they interrupted his quest, I could honestly relate. I'm like that when my parents bother me even if they are technically helping me. I'm a brat, same as Arthur. Merlin was so indulgent though, in a fond yet exasperated way. To be fair, Arthur had probably been dreaming all his life about following in his ancestors' footsteps and going on an adventure to prove he was worthy of becoming King - we know Arthur loves to prove himself in useless ways - and yet he had to be rescued by his servant and Gwaine. I guess I can understand why he felt annoyed... But what I can't understand is how he didn't wonder why he'd been so sleepy? It's like he forgot he'd been on the verge of passing out for no reason the whole time. How did he justify that?
Also, how did Merlin find Gwaine? How did he know which town or kingdom he was in? He wasn't in Camelot, right? And he found Gwaine so quicky? They didn't have GPS or cars. Just horses and faulty maps...
Gwaine was such a blast. I adore his friendship with Merlin and how he wasn't impressed by Arthur - who, btw, didn't even say thank you to Gwaine for saving his life, but did say he wouldn't forget what he'd done. The last time I watched this episode, Arthur's ungratefulness bothered me, but this time it amused me. I think he was grateful and acting annoyed was his way of showing he felt safe and comforted to not be alone anymore. Even the part where Merlin asked for a day off and Arthur said no was endearing this time.
I just wished we'd had more Arwen (their kiss was super cute, and Gwen's surprise and delight was adorable, but I wanted to see their reunion and not just Gwen being happy Arthur had come back safe), and at least one Gwaine/Gwen moment! We were robbed of their friendship. They were so cute in the Gwaine episode, but we got nothing after that. I know Gwaine wasn't allowed back in Camelot, but even just a mention of Gwen by Gwaine would've been great!
On a more serious note, Arthur did well on his stupid quest. He was dying it but he almost made it without help. Even though it wasn't his quest, he proved himself still.
Now, the Fisher King... I had a theory that he was another Emrys and/or Arthur's predecessor, and that thought stands, but I'm very confused by him. He was like Merlin and Arthur in one, but what does that mean for the characters?
The Fisher King was immortal and had magic, but was his purpose, like Merlin, to help Arthur? He said he could finally die now that the age of the Once and Future King was upon them, which could mean he'd been waiting for his successor. He'd been a legendary King, like Arthur was destined to become, and Morgana's bracelet killed him. It had been made for Arthur but wearing the bracelet was enough to kill him without him needing to spell it... because he was Arthur's kin? Or was it a plot hole? The Fisher King lived centuries and served Albion in its hour of need by helping Merlin. With his death, the curse upon his lands was lifted, so he saved his Kingdom one last time too. But he hadn't been Albion's True King. Perhaps that made him another Emrys, for it was also Merlin's job to save Albion? The Fisher King hadn't waited for Arthur; it had been Merlin's quest to find him, not Arthur's. According to him, only Merlin could save Albion. But wasn't that Arthur's destiny? Or would Arthur only save Albion after he became the Once and Future King? Until then, it was up to Merlin? It's so hard to separate Arthur and Merlin's destinies; they're one and the same, really, but this was another episode that made me wonder why Albion needed Arthur at all if it seemed Merlin was meant to do everything? Is it because Arthur had political power and an Army?
As for Morgana, Gwen clearly saw her do magic and went to Gaius because she felt scared and didn't know what to do. So why didn't she tell Arthur? She feared Morgana and Gaius confirmed her suspicions. Had she been trying to spare Morgana's life and wait to see what else she'd do? But she still kept quiet after Queen of Hearts, when she knew of Morgana's betrayal... She may not have had proof, but that didn't matter. Would Arthur have told Gwen her eyes tricked her when she saw Morgana practice magic? Would he have told her Morgana's unusual behavior was due to the drama she'd experienced while she was gone? Would he have dismissed Gaius and Merlin's suspicions too? I can imagine Arthur doing all that, but I can also imagine Gwen being able to convince him. Not telling Arthur was a betrayal in itself...
#bbc merlin#bbc arthur#bbc gwen#bbc arwen#bbc morgana#bbc gwaine#merlin#arthur pendragon#gwen pendragon#arwen#morgana#gwaine#the eye of the phoenix commentary#the eye of the phoenix
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Gwaine: If I punch myself and it hurts, am I strong or weak?
Merlin: Strong
Arthur: Weak
Leon: A dumbass. It makes you a dumbass.
#bbc merlin#bbc gwaine#gwaine#sir gwaine#gwaine and leon#gwaine and merlin#merlin#merlin emrys#arthur pendragon#sir leon#sir leon the long suffering#leon being a parent for the knights#gwaine being a dumbass#iâm bad at tagging#incorrect merlin quotes#merlin bbc#arthur and merlin#courage âstrength and magic
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i just had a dream about the knights of camelot except in a kind of sci-fi-ish modern setting and boy you need to hear this.
so. gwaine and percival were on a mission which needed them to crawl through a forest where for some reason the visibility was so skewed that the bandits could only see them if they got close to fire or were in movement.
cue the dumbasses getting caught as soon as they set on their way because
percival: "i need to go pee"
now, it being weird-ass sci-fi, the bandits were mad scientists and, as pergwaine were lying there cuddling in the middle of the road trying to be as still as possible and BAREFOOT FOR SOME GODDAMN REASON, the bandits decided to find out if the two lumps in front of them were alive by tickling their toesies. with electricity. with gradually higher and higher voltage.
at one point the bandits were like million volts sound just about right for this VERY MUCH ALIVE AND WIGGLING HUNK, and wanted to shoot percial with it. to which gwaine, our lovely single braincell hero, volunteered himself if only the bandits were kind enough not to use million volts at once but divide it into 10 shots (cause 100k volts is perfectly okay apparently).
cue gwaine being moved somewhere to be annihilated with electricity and he panics cause. obviously he's gonna die.
YOU KNOW WHAT THE IDIOT DID?
decided to play it off as "i am a sorcerer", mumbled some bullshit AND PULLED FOUR HALF EATEN SLICES OF PIZZA OUT OF HIS POCKETS.
i woke up facepalming because one. he's dumb as shit. and two. it fucking worked to distract the bandit guy đđđđ
#my dreams are WILD#but also fucking in character#it's 3:40am and i decided this was too important for me to forget if i go back to sleep#merlin#merlin bbc#bbc merlin#knights of the round table#gwaine#percival#pergwaine
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leon: what the fuck is gwaine even doing?
arthur: his best
#my merlin incorrect quotes#original post#incorrect quotes#incorrect merlin#incorrect merlin quotes#merlin incorrect quotes#leon#gwaine#arthur#dumbass gwaine#gwaine being a dumbass#poor leon#bbcm#bbc merlin#bbcmerlin
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Hi!!! I love love love your fics. They're so perfect!! And you have so many of them, too.
So, I came across this post and I thought "Hmm. This sounds like something that @bitsandbobsofwriting would like." So. Here I am. Lol <3
(This is #16 from This List)
THANK YOU SO MUCH FIX I LOVE YOU!!
Ok so I actually kinda love this idea??
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So Iâm thinking like... just about post-magic reveal, but pre-Arthur-no-longer-acting-like-an-entitled-jackass-about-it... so everyone knows about Merlinâs magic, but no one is particularly happy/comfortable with it. They get into some sort of situation (like always) and Merlin is all âI could do something about this ya know.â Arthur is all âđĄNo magic.â Merlin just... rolls his eyes and is all âjfc, of course not, I donât fancy being executed for saving yâall dumbasses again.â and proceeds to.... kick absolute ass. Like beats the shit out of whoever is attacking them/holding them hostage/threatening them/whatever. All the knights are âđź since fuckin when?â Merlin just shrugs and explains: He figured that whenever his magic was revealed, the BEST outcome he would get is his friends turning on him and people watching really closely to make sure he wasnât *evil* or whatever, so he taught himself to fight so he would have some sort of way to defend himself without being executed and... accidently got quite good at it without really realising. Cue the others feeling guilty for a couple reasons. Not trusting him for starters, turning on him just like he thought they would. But also for never considering that heâs super vulnerable... he doesnât wear armour, he doesnât carry a sword, but they drag him everywhere; if it werenât for Merlinâs magicâwhich he now feels unable to useâheâd be dead a hundred times over.
Happy, apologetic ending me thinks. Though of course Mordred, Lancelot, and probably Gwaine to a certain extent, wouldâve been on Merlinâs side the whole time anyway.
Credit to the OP: @bananichuâ for This Post.
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Mightn't be very creative but BBC Merlin <3
u gotta do it :'))
blorbo (favorite character, character I think about the most)
ELYANNN what a guy started stanning him out of spite and rage and now i couldn't and wouldn't go back if i tried :') sarcastic compassionate salty cosy stylish dumbass smartass inattentive adhd younger sib gay trans part time ace ICON
scrunkly (my âbabyâ, character that gives me cuteness aggression, character that is So Shaped)
GWEN esp s1 her along with s1 merlin theyâre just tiny protect them đ„șđ„șđ„ș
scrimblo bimblo (underrated/underappreciated fave)
*glowers* Elyan again ;(
glup shitto (obscure fave, character that can appear in the background for 0.2 seconds and I wonât shut up about it for a week)
VIVIAN sheâs a bitch and she is so valid đđ also elena sheâs such a weird girlâą and 10000% good for her <333
poor little meow meow (âproblematicâ/unpopular/controversial/otherwise pathetic fave)
slightly left field choice but speicfifcally s1 arthur... i am weirdly protective over that dude there are far fewer instances of him being an irredeemable level of horrible and heâs way more nuanced and ya know basic morality and less hypocritical and i just want to beat some sense into him bc it feels like heâd actaully listen also he is just absolutely helpless godbless and not in the way he is later on where he only pretends to be absolute damsel in distress also colossal trophy husband material gwen and lance get on it <33
also gwaine that man is SO pathetic even tho he tries his best to hide it and it is deeply humiliating how much i relate to him every so often i will realise that i too have to try and make people laugh at every single available opportunity and its the only way i feel i contribute anything of worth nd i just have to thousand yard stare for a bit so yeah :â)
horse plinko (character I would torment for fun, for whatever reason)
LANCELOT i only seem to write him when i can crush him into a pulp godbless he is another level of poor little meow meow <33
also gwen but ONLY in the sense of putting her in awkward situations where she rambles a ton and ends up insulting at least three people by accident canon tormented her enough đ đ đ i feel like the dorky part of her is not written enough in fics she is way too composed and perfect and badass and responsible all the time whcih yeah she is that too but let her be a dumbass too <333
eeby deeby (character I would send to superhell)
EWTHER
ty for the ask!! <33
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merlin and/or mcu for the blorbification list <3
Hi nemy !!! I'm gonna do Merlin and then later I'll probably post a whole separate one for MCU (god that'll be a long post)
Blorbo: oh Merlin my Merlin :) from boy to man shouldering the responsibility of all of Albion without so much as a thank you I kiss him goodnight in my head. Everyone who's anyone loves at least a little bit (even if they hate him) it's just how it works!! A god amongst men living like a servant. Insane. Magical entities speak directly to his brain and he just has to pretend to be Some Guy visiting nobles feel like their world has turned upside down when they see him tell a joke that makes the king guffaw. The other servants swoon when they see him. He looks out of his window in the dark of night looking to the stars like they'll answer "why" or "how" or even "what for". I could talk about him until it kills me
Scrunkly: Gwen!! She's everything to me ooohh my god. She's so lovely and also will stab you. She's awkward as hell and is constantly putting her foot in her mouth but it's so endearing. She steals the hearts of so many! The king of Camelot could be out for blood she'd be like "Arthur" and he'd be like "yes darling :)" like she has him and everybody else absolutely whipped. Do not let her and Merlin gang up on you they'd be unstoppable đ© she's the queen of Camelot and she's perfect in the sense that she's not
Scrimblo bimblo: elyan without a doubt. No one wears a hoodie like him đ„° he's small he's ace and he's here to fuck shit up. his sister is the queen loser watch your kneecaps cos if he catches u talking shit it's over. Percival carries him around sometimes :) he verbally destroys the knights (specifically gwaine) at any point in time just for kicks! He's also very soft and kind (don't get me started on the ghost of the druid boy I'll cry) anyway wdym he's dead he's right here putting the racist who challenged him in a duel to shame
Glup shitto: GWAINE the absolute madlad!! He probably doesn't count as obscure but he should've been in the show more!! Every time he's on screen I'm like "THERE HE IS!! THE BOY! what atrocities will he commit :)" from the first time we met him we were as enamored with him as Merlin was. Mans was in the middle of a bar fight and stopped to flirt with the Twink with the cheekbones and honestly that's on code. He's noble and hates it but he'd go riding into hell for the prattiest one of all because Merlin is the love of his life and he'd want him to. Merlin his first friend who'd never tire of him never ask him to change loves him just the way he is. Merlin braids his hair Merlin berates him while tending to his wounds Merlin is everything to him. But he also found friends in circles he doubted he ever would before coming to Camelot. Him shooting the shit with knights who woulda thought. He calls the crown prince Princess and I love him I love him
Poor little meow meow: somehow Arthur goes right here. Idk why but he gets a lot of hate but I love him he doesn't deserve it đ„ș he treats Merlin like shit even after he's had character development that should've CHANGED THAT so I DO metaphorically pinch his arm on occasion. Maybe if we had a spritz bottle for when he's being nasty :) anyways he's pathetic he always listens to his father but it's never enough he fell in love with two servants who are too good for him and his self worth is based entirely on other people. He's a bisexual dumbass who's closest knights are all really hot guys. hm. He's done a lot of bad things but he's also so so good the future if his kingdom rests with him and in his eyes it's his burden alone to bear and I think a blanket and some hot chocolate would do him good!!
Horse plinko: Leon my beloved <3 aptly named the long suffering because the pain never stops!! From "poetry lessons" to straight up not being able to die this man has had it rough and I'm only gonna make it worse. I love him but I love him more while he's contemplating yeeting himself onto a sword. the knights (AND THE KING) fall asleep during his speeches. He's the actual mom of the group and don't let Lancelot fool you into thinking he's some how more nature than the rest of these assholes (to be fair Leon has his moments of mischief as well đ)
Eeby deeby:
I hate him your honor.
Tysm for the ask nemy!!!!
#morgana is ALSO my poor little meow meow!! she would've fought uther in hand to hand combat if she could.#she despaired at people she didn't know were hers being burned and was locked in a tower for caring#she was so kind and also fierce as all hell. definitely brushed Gwen's hair before. wore flower crowns and beat Arthur's ass at swords#sometimes at the same time!!#but her heart was eaten away by bitterness and hatred a man she'd never call father at the center of it#i mourn her and who she used to be as well. whether kind and cheeky or hateful she was morgana and i love her#Lancelot is another Scrunkly because i will coddle him til the end of the earth#he has so much love and he's so unfailingly good it makes me ache#he loved merlin and then gwen and arthur as well and he gained a family in camelot and#the self sacrificing bastard died for them#he cosplays as a responsible figure but he's just as much of a little shit as any of the other knights#Merlin's first friend that knew everything about him and he could talk to him about anything#arthur did wanna fuck him and he might've at some point#agravaine is also being sent to the eeby deeby he's a fucking creep#nemy is one of the blorbos from my dash :)
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