#king arthur au

[sourtomatola]

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Roddam, Knight of Cups :)

Hiya! We've talked a lot about Arthurian AUs, so I finally wrote one! I love the grail imagery in the Knight of Cups, so that's alluded to here. And you mentioned the card symbolizing homecoming, which also inspired me. Hope you like it!

Sir Adam’s return was greeted with much cheer and rejoicing, as befitting a knight of a round table. There were even tears and gasps of shock, for it had been believed that Adam was dead. It had been reported by King Kenny himself, his seconds the Young Bucks repeating the tale of how Sir Adam had fallen prey to a foe’s poisoned arrow and they’d buried him in the West country. But now Adam stood before them more resplendent than ever, his silver and gold armor glistening in the sunlight, the thunder bolt emblem on his shield as bright as the real thing.

Roderick had cried upon seeing his friend’s face. Adam had tsked while grinning, wiping the tears from Roderick’s red cheeks. Adam had pulled him in for a hug, and it was then that Roderick saw the odd looks the King and the Bucks were exchanging. Not joy, but unease and uncertainty.

Roderick and Sir Kyle and Sir Robert helped arrange Adam’s old quarters so that it was a facsimile of how it had been before his prolonged absence from court.

“You all divided up my treasures and belongings?” Adam asked, looking at the hastily procured tapestries, the borrowed table and chairs.

“You were gone for years,” Kyle replied, pragmatic even in the face of a dear one’s resurrection. His tears were already dried and a brotherly exasperation surfacing in his tone. “And the king said you were dead.”

Adam’s lips twitched at that, the cut-off prelude to either a smile or a grimace.

“Yes, of course,” Adam said.

“So, dear friend, how’d you do it? How’d you cheat death?” Robert asked, grin wide under his styled mustache. His eyes were bright, hungry for a wild yarn where Adam had seduced the grim reaper and managed to talk his way back to life. Adam had always been a good story teller.

Adam smiled back at Robert, but there was something hollow in it. He took a deep breath as if about to speak, then faltered, as if unsure of what to say, what lie to tell.

Roderick stepped forward.

“Leave the poor man be,” Roderick said. “The important thing is that Adam is back amongst his brothers. There shall be plenty of time to hear of his adventures. For now let his weary bones rest.”

“My bones rested for four years,” Adam muttered, quiet but bitter. His friends heard him, and three men traded wary looks.

“We shall let you settle in. Welcome home,” Robert said, patting Adam’s shoulder. Kyle was not so eager to leave, but Robert was able to pull him out the door. Then it was just Roderick and Adam.

Adam sighed and sat in the chair. Roderick retrieved a bottle of wine and joined him.

“You do not seem happy to be back at Camelot,” Rodderick noted.

Adam shook his head, his long hair brushing his shoulders.

“This place is not as it seems, dear friend,” Adam said, his gaze directed out the window, tracing the horizon. The sun was setting to the west, nighttime approaching. “There is a rot here at court. A dark force which wishes to try our brotherhood apart.”

Yes. You. Roderick was not blind to Adam’s ambition. He’d known the man since Adam had been but a young page. Had helped him train, been something of a mentor until an unexpected equilibrium was reached. They were both each other’s sword and whetstone. So of everyone at court, Roderick was well aware of Adam’s ambition: the man wished not to be a mere knight, but to be king himself.

But perhaps others had been aware of Adam’s dark desires. Prehaps the King had known of the serpent in his company, and had taken steps to remove it.

“The King himself is corrupt, tainted,” Adam said, spelling it out as if Roderick didn’t already know Adam’s true target. “Kenny is not fit to lead—”

“Adam, stop,” Roderick said, voice calm.

“No, Roderick, you must hear this! Hear this and believe me!” Adam brought a fist down on the table. He scowled, pushing his hair out of his face. “Your strong heart is too straightforward, like an arrow that always hits the center. But the world is not so clear as the lines on a practice target.”

“I know that,” Roderick said, voice still calm. “I have seen much of the world. More than you have, something you seemingly still forget.”

“Oh? So can you so easily tell friend from foe?” Adam spat. “Can you tell a poisoned chalice from a pure one?”

He gestured at the goblets of wine before them. After the sweep of his hand Adam drew his arms close, hugging himself. He was blinking back tears of frustration, of hurt and anger. Roderick felt a stab of relief. Whatever had happened to Adam had clearly affected him, but at least this part of him, the side of him he revealed only when alone with Roderick, was unchanged.    

“Perhaps I cannot easily tell friend from foe,” Roderick admitted, “but that is only because I don’t see the world that way.”

Adam huffed in frustration.

“Your heart is too pure and strong—”

“I don’t see the world in terms of friend and foe,” Roderick said. “I see it in terms of us and them.”

Adam blinked, surprise quelling his tongue.

“And perhaps I cannot tell a poisoned chalice from an untainted one,” Roderick said, “but if you set a glass in front of me, I shall drink of it.”

Adam bit his lower lip, eyes downcast. Roderick’s words had calmed him, but now he looked genuinely touched, an emotion which Roderick knew always unsettled the younger knight.

“Roderick…” Adam said, voice choked, words unsure. Roderick had never met someone who stumbled so hard over ‘thank you.’  

“Whoever wronged you shall pay for it,” Roderick said. At this Adam raised his eyes. His usual, smug grin was back, his eyes bright once more.

“Truer words were never spoken, my friend.”  

[captain-kermit]

behold the long awaited camelot/king arthur "au" muahahaha

[koolkat9]

And Guinevere cheats on Arthur with Arthur's best friend Lancelot.

So Scotland as Lancelot and France as Guinevere? Sorry

Actually I'm thinking Afonso as Lancelot to be honest. He's Arthur's bestie after all and Francis as Guinevere. Though Afonso could be Guinevere too and put Fran as Lancelot. Either way PortFra is betraying Arthur by being together.

[cephalosaur]

sonic's first order of business as king is a spaghetti dinner with all of his knights.

i once overheard a conversation my mother was having with my grandmother. i mostly heard "spaghetti" and "round table" and now we're here.

[valenrepetto]

Dragon Knight AU

Scene idea:

[Arthur already knows Lance's secret, and they have agreed to meet in the forest to talk about it, a secret encounter. They're wearing casual clothes/not the armors, it's a meeting without titles]

I'm putting some colour to the doodles now cause I can't forget colour theoryJSJAJAJ

[emthimofnight]

A Sonic and the Black Knight version of Stellar—Lady Archfedd, daughter of King Arthur!

Some lore:

Came to be when King Arthur and Sir Lancelot unknowingly laid together upon a fairy mound, resulting in the fey gifting (or perhaps cursing) the King with a changeling child. Despite Lancelot's protests, Arthur accepted the infant as his heir.

Lancelot is half fey himself in this AU, and thus has a wide knowledge of fey culture and behavior (the fairies in this AU look a lot like Black Arms aliens from canon).

Despite his initial reservations, Lancelot does eventually grow to see Archfedd as his daughter.

Due to Arthur and Lancelot's relationship being secret, in public Archfedd is simply known as the King's daughter.

Archfedd learns of her fey heritage in her teens.

A skilled swordswoman, her fighting style is like that of a dancer, slashing out with twin blades.

Her swords are dubbed Efeilliaid Eira—the Snow Twins. Said to almost shine blue in the midst of combat.

Being of fey heritage, her armor had to be specially crafted as to not harm her. Pure, precious metals such as gold, silver, and cold iron all burn her skin.

Despite being trained in combat by each of the knights of the round table, it is rare she actually gets to fight alongside them.

Alt fey form appearance:

[xgermankittycatx--commsopen]

merlin and arthur co-parenting human aithusa (even though they would NEVER talk about it) my beloved

(...yes, I've been reading too many fanfics again, NOW TELL ME WHAT YOUR FAV MERTHUR FANFICS ARE >:])

[universee-cityy]

Merlin AU social media - Merlin’s phone

[blueberryflavoredfeelings]

does the bbc even understand how much money they’d make if the made a Disney Enchanted 2007 style Merlin sequel where Merlin has been alive, moving from place to place, magicking himself young and aging then moving and magicking himself younger and aging then moving and suddenly Arthur pops out of a lake, completely unaware of current events and is walking around demanding his manservant, claiming to be King Arthur Pendragon and he either

a. Gets on the news somehow and Merlin, doing whatever he’s doing now, sees and drops everything because WHAT IS ARTHUR DOING HERE AND ALIVE

b. Meets Merlin who has been working as a detective somewhere -because that’s basically what he did anyway-solving things and helping people, the family business, and Arthur is dragged in, handcuffed, and plopped in an interrogation room or the drunk tank with the cop who found him saying like This wacko thinks he’s some medieval king, go deal with him, and Merlin scoffs and walks in, promptly dropping his files and spilling his coffee when he sees a disheveled and petulant Arthur, who goes Merlin, finally, get me out of here already, will you and Merlin starts crying lmaooo

or c. Meets Merlin who has been working at an ER because, again, he was physician adjacent, and someone drags a wet Arthur in, like Found this, it looks like he might hypothermiate deal with him, and Merlin sees him, drops his files, spills his coffee, and starts crying hahaha

because I’m thinking that’d be fun and probably everyone on tumblr and everyone who knows someone on tumblr would go bonkers over it

[nabikyu]

@sonadowtober day 12: role swap

Basically, Shadow is dragged to Camelot instead of Sonic and meets King Arthur and his knights. They are in front of Misty Lake.

In short, lansoni swaped

Inspired/based on this piece made by @silvermun

I had work writing this, so i'm sharing: a little bit of the process

Sadly I will not be able to make content for all days, but I'm happy that I could at least send this one 💕 There's some that I lost the day, but I still wanna do it cuz the idea that I had sounded really cute in my head

[p-taryn-dactyl]

Would you ever King Arthur AU with MCU characters

damn this was a while ago sorry for not responding!!

yes. yes I would.

y'all would have to tell me which characters to be who and such but omg I am so down for that AU (I would write it with aspects from the show merlin bc I love that show with all my heart)

[weirdozjunkary]

Pained eyes of a loved one.

[ramblings-of-a-chaotic-neutral]

Hello everyone! I'm back with another Merlin au! This time featuring a role reversal and Merlin getting yet another job that he never wanted! Enjoy! :D

EDIT: You can find part 2 of this au here!

This au takes places during the season four finale, when Arthur gives up on being king and tells Merlin that Camelot will have to find itself another king if they defeat Morgana, since Arthur no longer feels worthy of being king.

So, Merlin leads him to Excalibur and helps him draw the sword from the stone in front of the people of Camelot, successfully convincing Arthur to believe in himself and his place as a good leader.

That night though, after Arthur confided in Merlin about his worries of Morgana's magic being too powerful for them to fight, Merlin sneaks back into the castle in dosguise as Dragoon and plants the curse that will strip Morgana of her powers the next day. However, he gets caught in the act by Morgana, who of course immediately starts attacking her sworn enemy.

Merlin is put on the defensive, putting all of his efforts into shielding himself from Morgana's attacks and fending off Helios and his fighters at the same time. After a few minutes, his spell that disguises him as Dragoon fades, as all of his magical strength is poured into his fight against Morgana.

Merlin can see the exact moment that Morgana's eyes widened with shock, and it's then that he realizes what had just happened: Morgana knew exactly who he was now.

After the moment of shocked silence passed, Morgana started cackling, finding the situation hilarious. She taunts Merlin, asking if Arthur knows what he is. Upon seeing Merlin wince, Morgana offers him a deal: join her side and help eliminate Arthur, or he can burn in the courtyard like so many of their magical bretheren. Morgana sneers at him that he'd better accept her deal, as he'd burn on a pyre at Arthur's hand even if Merlin kept fighting at his side.

Merlin, predictably, rejects her offer and continues his attack, rebuking Morgana for her cruelty and violence. At this point, their fight had migrated all the way out into the courtyard, which gave them more space to use more destructive spells against each other.

Morgana hurled fireballs at Merlin, and he responded by throwing blinding arcs of lightning at her. Morgana managed to barely sheild herself against the attack, but Helios and his men weren't as lucky and were blasted away in the attack, all of them fatally wounded.

Seeing that her backup was now gone, Morgana redoubled her attacks, franticly throwing spell after spell at her prophesied killer. As Merlin desperately shielded himself, he had an idea. The very thought of it caused guilt to well up in his throat, but he saw no other way to survive.

As Morgana renewed her constant barrage of spells, Merlin didn't defend himself with a shielding spell. Instead, he powered all of his already diminished power into a redirection spell, attempting to throw Morgana's spells back at her.

Sure enough, as soon as Morgana's spells collided with Merlin's redirection spell, they were launched right back at Morgana, who didn't have enough time to dodge or shield herself from the blast.

Morgana's own spells hit her with all of the killing intent that she had aimed at her mortal enemy, and her spells accomplished their goal: killing their target.

Merlin both shocked and horrified as he looked down at Morgana's body, as he didn't intend to kill her, only subdue her so that she could stand trail and face Arthur's justice. However, it seemed like Morgana's own murderous fury had been too strong for even herself, ultimately bringing about her demise.

As Merlin silently held onto Morgana's fallen body, just as he did on that fateful day when he poisoned her and pushed her into Morgause's clutches, he saw the run begin to rise over the castle. He quickly jolted up at the sight, his heart leaping with panic, since he needed to be back in Arthur's camp in the woods before anyone noticed that he was gone!

Merlin ran out of the castle, quickly finding his way back to Arthur's camp, and planning out what he was going to say to hopefully explain his absence. Maybe picking medicinal herbs in preparation to help anyone wounded during the upcoming battle? That would work!

But... there wasn't going to be a battle, since all of their enemies were now lying dead in the castle's courtyard, unknown to all of the fighters preparing to give their lives to retake their home. Shit, everyone would start looking for answers the moment they set foot in the castle, how was Merlin supposed to throw them off his trail?!

Merlin was so preoccupied with these thoughts swirling around his head as he ran back to the hidden camp that he didn't notice the many eyes peering at him from a certain window in the castle, with the men inside having seen everything that had just transpired.

(When Morgana had taken over the castle, she had locked all of the lords and older knights on Arthur's council in an old meeting room, planning to execute them later. She didn't plan to rule with some useless council to hold her back after all!

It was truly an unfortunate coincidence for Merlin that the particular room that Morgana had locked them in had a perfect view of the courtyard below and the unexpected battle that took place on it that night.)

Merlin, luckily, managed to make it back to the camp just as Arthur was waking up, and no one else seemed to have noticed that he was missing that morning, too preoccupied by preparations for the upcoming battle. Merlin breathed a sigh of relief when no one commented on him being gone. Maybe this would actually go smoothly!

That morning, Arthur gave a rousing and inspiring speech to his people, ready to lead them into battle. With the light shining on him and Excalibur by his side, his people ready to follow him to the ends of the earth, Arthur looked every bit the king Merlin imagined he could be. Looking at Arthur, King Arthur, Merlin's heart swelled with pride and hope. And if he had to blink some tears from his eyes, then no one commented on it.

Still, the fact that Arthur was leading them into a battle that was already won had Merlin shifting his feet with nervousness. How would Arthur react? Would anyone discover that Merlin was behind Morgana's defeat? Would they question their unexpected boon, or would they simply accept it with relief?

Merlin's anxiety heightened with each step the army took towards Camelot. While the army, along with Tristan and Isolde, were going to try to storm the castle from the main entrance (which Merlin knew would be easier than anticipated, since Morgana's army was dead), a smaller group comprised of Arthur, Merlin, Gwen, Percival, and Leon were sent through the underground tunnels to launch a sneak attack on Morgana.

Merlin just put on a stoic face and nodded as Arthur outlined the plan, still trying to figure out how he could avoid suspicion after the army of Camelot realizes that Morgana and her army were already defeated.

Their small group easily makes to through the tunnels, which puts Arthur more on edge, as Merlin can see that he thinks that it's almost too easy, like they're walking into a trap. Merlin wished that he could allay Arthur's fears, but he couldn't at the moment, not without revealing that he knows too much.

When they reached the dungeons, Leon and Percival separated from them to go free Gwaine, Elyan, Gaius, and the other prisoners held down there. Meanwhile, Arthur, Merlin, and Gwen headed for the throne room, with two of them tense and ready for a fight against a formidable sorceress, and one of them tense under the weight of his own secrets.

When Arthur burst open the doors to the throne room, adrenaline rushing and ready for a fight to the death, he was ready to see his sister on his throne, mocking and tormenting him. Instead, to his shock, he found his entire council inside, alive and well and loudly squabbling amongst themselves.

Upon hearing the doors to the throne room crash open, they all froze and grew silent, turning to look at who was there. They all relaxed upon seeing Arthur, but tensed when they saw who was standing right behind him.

"I'm glad to see that all of you are unharmed, but what are you all doing here? Where is Morgana! We must defeat her at once!"

The lords' eyes grew wide as they started murmuring amongst each other in sharp tones. Finally, Geoffrey was pushed forward, seemingly appointed as the voice of the group.

"Welcome back, my lord. It is truly a blessing to see you back unharmed. However, we do bring troubling news to you. It is with a heavy heart that we inform you of these changes."

Geoffrey trailed off from there, his face grim. He seemed reluctant to say anything further, much to Arthur's frustration and horror.

"What do you mean news? What has happened? What has Morgana done?!"

Geoffrey sighed, looking every bit of his numerous years. After another tense moment of silence, Geoffrey spoke again.

"Sire, we wish to inform you that Morgana Pendragon is dead. She was killed in a battle in the early hours this morning. Her body still lies where she met her demise in the courtyard."

While Merlin grew pale and tensed even more, both Arthur and Gwen stumbled backwards with shock at Geoffrey's words, the breath knocked out of them both by the unbelievable news.

"What- How did this happen?! Who could have... how is that even possible?!"

"We," Geoffrey replied as he gestured to all of the lords and council members standing around him, "witnessed all of it from a room overlooking the courtyard. It was an unbelievable sight, one that I myself might not believe if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes. A lone sorcerer called lightning down on all of Morgana's soldiers, killing them in an instant. He then proceeded to battle Morgana to the death in a duel of magic. He managed to defeat her before leaving the citadel in a hurry."

Arthur stood, frozen, as Geoffrey's words swirled around his head, almost comprehendible. Many conflicting feelings- relief, grief, shock, horror- welled up in his chest, almost choking him with their strength. He was paralyzed as he grieved his sister, celebrated his kingdom's safety from her wrath, and feared this new, more powerful sorcerer who had single-handedly defeated his sister, the most power magic user Camelot had ever seen.

Merlin, meanwhile, stood completely still, his heart beating as fast as a rabbit on the run from a wolf. They saw him, they all did. But it was dark, so maybe they didn't recognize him? Merlin hoped with everything he had that they hadn't recognized him during the battle.

Grimacing again, Geoffrey cleared his throat, apparently having more to say. Merlin's heart leapt with terror as Geoffrey opened his mouth once more.

"Sire, it is with great remorse that I must inform you of this, but there is more news. As is law, Morgana took the throne through right of conquest, as your father did in his time. Morgana was, in the time she ruled Camelot with her forces, the rightful ruler in the eyes of the law.

However, this sorcerer defeated the the ruler of Camelot and conquered her entire army. By the laws of Camelot and by the right of conquest, he is the rightful king of Camelot. Therefore, unfortunately, unless you formally challenge him for the throne and win, we cannot reinstate you as king at this time."

If it was possible, Merlin became even paler at those words, feeling woozy and sick to his stomach. Had he just sabotaged his own efforts?! He did all of this to keep Arthur as king, not undermine him!

Gwen gave a loud gasp, a look of horror on her face, while Arthur's jaw clenched in anger and frustration.

"This is preposterous! Whoever that sorcerer is, he fled! He cannot become king, nor can I challenge him, if he isn't even here!"

Merlin took a staggered step back as Geoffrey's eyes landed on him. He had the grasp at the pillar next to him for support under the old librarian's gaze. He knew.

"The sorcerer did leave after his battle with Morgana, as I said earlier, but I'm afraid that he is here right now, sire."

Merlin felt like he was about to faint. Oh gods, was he about to throw up?

Arthur's entire body jolted to attention, his grip tightening on the sword as he registered Geoffrey's words. He forced one strained word passed his clenched jaw.

"Where?"

Geoffrey motioned one of the other lords on the council forward, and he stepped forward with the coronation crown and royal seal resting on a pillow.

"The council and all of Camelot's vassal lords feel that it is in Camelot's best interest to acknowledge and formalize the sorcerer's claim to the throne at this time, as we are yet unaware of his true power or the danger he poses should he decide to attack. We unanimously agree that it would be best to not give him any reason to retaliate against Camelot, as we fear he might if we do not acknowledge his rightful conquest."

Arthur's face fell, his expression ashen and devastated. His own council had turned against him? They had chosen this unknown and potentially dangerous sorcerer to place the lives of his people in?

Arthur, Gwen, and Merlin were all frozen with shock and dread, looking on in horror as Geoffrey took the coronation crown and royal seal from their cushion and stepped forward, approaching the paralyzed trio.

"It is with a heavy heart that we crown the new king of Camelot, ascended through the right of conquest over Morgana Pendragon."

Geoffrey moved past Arthur, looking at first like he was heading for the door behind them, but Merlin knew who he was actually walking towards. Merlin flinched backwards, trying to get away from Geoffrey and the crown he was carrying, but he was stopped by the hard stone wall behind his back.

"We, the council and lords of Camelot, do declare our fealty to the slayer of Morgana, the prophesized sorcerer known as Emrys, King Merlin!"

Geoffrey punctuated his announcement by placing the crown on a very pale Merlin's head, much to the horror of Arthur and Gwen.

And it was at that moment that Merlin did faint.

That's all from this au for now! Let me know what you think of it and if you'd like a continuation of this au! Until next time!

And, as always, thank you for reading through my ramblings! :D

[puro134]

Battle of Camlann

-A final confrontation-

[minttikinn]

flowers from my last posted picture 💐

and look at this lil duo 👇👇🤏🤏🤏