#merlinxarthur

[imagine-dragonlords]

[whenyouhearthedoorcreak]

currently thinking about merlin and arthur and the royal crown again

the first time he placed the ornate gold crown atop arthur’s blond hair he felt so proud that arthur was king, that he was alive and ready to be the king he was meant to be, the worry still crept in at the edges but most of the image was filled with hope.

but months later as he placed it once again on arthur’s head he hates it, hates the way his shoulders push back and his face falls into a sheet, the way he steels himself against the harsh pressure of it

and that evening in arthur’s chambers lit by warm candles and the crackling fire merlin had snuck out of the council meeting to light before the king returned, with the cold november air bustling the windows, merlin follows arthur over towards the table. the king leans against it his head bowed and a heavy sigh leaving his chest, and slowly as if moved by the breeze outside, merlin steps forward towards him his hands gently cupping arthur’s jaw

“arthur-”

“merlin please, i know the speech already but please i don’t want it i don’t-” he stops speaking as he feels the younger man’s hand come up to his hair removing the crown from his pounding head

“no speech, just let go for a moment, just focus on this… focus on me” merlin’s voice is quiet and careful as he looks in arthur’s eyes

he’d always loved those eyes, the revealed the secrets of the kingdom if you looked long enough. merlin knows his own eyes are blue just like arthur’s but there’s something different in the kings. in the brightest and happiest days of summer they shine like an open sky, when he laughs no matter the time of day lighting around him they just Shine.

but when he is sad, tired and worn down like he is right now, those eyes are deep and bottomless as the sea, tossing and turning and they pull merlin down into their depths like a capsized ship,

it killed merlin to see him like this, he carefully rested himself back against the edge of the table, arthur sat tired in the chair before him

“your a great king arthur”

“did you not hear me say no speech?” arthur reproached

“your a better man though, a better friend”

“oh” arthur looked at his servant, his friend for all these years,

it had always been merlin who placed the crown on arthur’s head. ever since he was corronated the only person aside from himself allowed to touch the crown was merlin,

it was a strangely intimate experience that arthur had come to covet, the quiet moment in his chamber before he spoke to or hosted a feast or whatever other occasion called for the crown to be worn. merlin would pull the ornate box containing it from the locked cupboard and pull the crown from its cushioning, polishing the metal while arthur sat and waited in his chair, watching the careful work. when merlin had deemed it worthy he would look at arthur

“ready m’lord?”

arthur was used to honourifics, he never had much preference, sire was basically a nickname at this point in his life, but something about merlin calling him that had always felt like an anointing, saved for the moments when he wanted arthur to know his rank meant something to merlin.

“ready”

arthur would rise from his seat and move to the light cast by the windows near where merlin was, kneeling gently on the stone floor, looking at its gray facing before looking up at the man he had come to call his friend, merlin’s hands would place the crown on his head gently, like he was scared it would hurt him, arthur would rise and merlin would rest his hand at arthur’s jaw, looking at him for a moment.

the first time it had happened arthur was surprised, confused to say the least. but the terror he felt at having to wear the crown, to act as king in its full capacity seemed to ease slightly at the gesture, calm moved through arthur’s whole body starting from the place where merlin lay his hand.

now, tired and worn down by the weight of the crown, he was glad for merlin’s presence for the comfort of that hand in his cheek

“you don’t need to be a great king for us all to love you” merlin’s hand fell away before he spoke, he looked at the floor as if he were holding something else back

“i think perhaps if i up and left my kingdom without a ruler the people may not love me much anymore merlin” arthur jibbed, attempting humour

“not sure they’d notice to be honest, your not particularly memorable”

“oh right yes but i’m sure everyone would notice if you left”

“oh the whole kingdom would fall apart”

“of course i forgot, sorry should i just put the crown on you now?”

“don’t think it’d fit anymore, to stretched out from your big head”

“very funny merlin” arthur had always admired merlin’s negligence of authority, how arthur was seemingly nothing more than his friend in almost all moments. he could forget the weight of the crown for a moment, he supposed that was part of the reason why merlin being the one to adorn him with it meant so much. as if merlin were naming him worthy, like a symbolic gesture of the trust they shared.

“maybe you should have the crown” arthur was somewhat shocked by his own words, but more shocked to realize he meant them

“is that a proposal?” merlin was joking, arthur knew that, but he couldn’t help indulging himself in the image, merlin in fine clothes and the bejeweled crown of a king

“could be” arthur shrugged “queen title would suit you”

“your not getting me to wear a dress”

merlin had walked away now, began folding the laundry sittting near arthur’s bed

“merlin, if i did leave” he tried to focus on the room around the servant rather than the light on merlin’s cheeks or the gold glow around his messy hair “would you come with me?”

he’d always wondered, if merlin would willingly leave with him. a pent up longing in his check for merlin is say yes, to confirm that they weren’t only thrown together by fate but that they would choose this bond, this closeness, even if nothing forced it upon them.

saying it now out loud, asking it, felt like a kind of soul bearing.

“i’m sure any of your friends would” merlin

“merlin”

the servants hands stoped moving and he raised his eyes to meet arthur’s, the angles of the kings face casted ornately in the glowing light of the fire.

“your my friend arthur, id go wherever you go” the answer felt obvious, he’d thought about it more recently, with agravaine betraying them and arthur seeming more exhausted than ever he wished he could just leave.

“your a good friend merlin” arthur reached for something on the table, an old scroll in leather wrapping that needed stored away with the other trade agreements, trying to think. good friend wasn't enough for merlin anymore, the affection he felt for the other man was unquantifiable. attempting to label his feelings for merlin was as impossible and daunting as attempting to capture the night sky in a fishing net.

what he wanted was to find a way back to merlin standing in front of him with the other boys hand combing through his hair, but that was a rare thing. all touch was for arthur, it always had been.

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if this gets notes i’ll finish it and post it to ao3 idk ive never written fic before

[sandrakir31]

[dum-spiro-spero99]

AS AN ITALIAN ROMANCE PHILOLOGIST THIS IS MY GIFT TO KCD FANDOM Lance/Galehaut love story frescos commissioned by Andreino Trotti inspired by his companion and intimate friend (sodale) Gian Galeazzo Visconti, yeah Galeazzo is a variant of Galehaut name and yes the face of Lance and Galehaut are actually theirs. Funny note the Viscontis especially Gian Galeazzo and his uncle Barnabò were THE BIGGEST arthuriana fanboys and they spent all their money on arthuriana manuscripts.

[maryluis]

Read my new Merlin comic in my Patreon 🌟🧙‍♂️👑

[waterhorseyblues-ao3]

Curse of Devotion

“You really would do anything for him, wouldn't you, Merlin?” Morgana sneered. “But do you think he'd even do half as much for you?” Morgana places a curse on Merlin, one that needs Arthur to help remove, but one he also cannot ask Arthur to help with.

tags: merlin/arthur, smut, edging, handjobs

[may064]

If all this spicy 🔥 Merthur art doesn't get me back into Merlin, I don't know what will

[ilitiaforever]

Commission Arthur Pendragon from Merlin’s BBC

Commission Arthur Pendragon from Merlin’s BBC

complete: https://patreon.com/posts/commission-mpreg-102490657

[nuttersinc]

May I humbly offer my service:

My Way Home is through you

https://archiveofourown.org/works/40997886

In the 21st century, Merlin Emrys is recovering from his stressful job as a paramedic at his father’s veterinary clinic in Wales. While undertaking a hike of the surrounding area, he stumbles upon a mysterious stone circle that seems to call to him...

In the sixth century, King Arthur Pendragon finds a young, confused man in the woods. Even though the stranger doesn’t speak Britonnic, he immediately makes it clear that he thinks Arthur and his knights are a bunch of prats…

Displaced in time and burdened with an unexpected new gift, Merlin needs to find his way back home. Meanwhile, Arthur is facing tough decisions of his own, as he too has to choose the path he’s going to follow.

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Featuring bearded, bamf, golden age Arthur.

Golden Age King Arthur Pendragon: High King of all Albion

War Hero and Peace-bringer

[jaeausten]

It could have been worse. How could it have been worse? You could be dead. At least I wouldn’t have to face everyone. I’ve never felt so humiliated in my entire life.

[astudyintheburningofhearts]

SHUT THE FRONT DOOR @fy-merlinxarthur REBLOGGED MY POST?????? THE REPUTATION ONE???????????? I'M FEELING HONOURED LMAO??????????????????????

[perpetualprocrastinationisme]

Art: @eliounora

"I don't," Ty said. "I changed my mind." He set the glass down. "Not because of you. Because the Scholomance appears to be full of assholes." Kit burst out laughing. Ty looked even more astonished than he had when Kit had said he'd miss him. But after a second, he started to laugh too. They were both laughing, Kit doubled up over the blankets, when Magnus came into the room. He looked at the two of them and shook his head. - Lord of Shadows

I don't know about you, but I desperately hope that Kit and Ty's relationship is one where they can eventually freely joke and be playful with each other. I want Ty to be one of the only people that can really get to Kit to fully laugh and vice versa. I want them to embody this art by the end of The Last Shadowhunter. (But also this is perfect for how they'd be dressed in Faerie!!)

(Back with my every MerlinxArthur fanart is perfect for KitTy agenda. Sorry, but it will never end.)

[whenyouhearthedoorcreak]

Second chapter of my university au, in which I use Frodo and Samwise as a parrallel to arthur and merlin in the canon series and make them argue about duty vs devotion

[cabbageheadss]

hello! i've recently been getting back into merlin and i need some blogs to follow. do you know any other than you who post only merlin?

heyy nonnie!

I've done my best to list some active merlin blogs who post mostly/exclusively about merlin (this fandom is quite big so I'm sorry to anyone I've missed off)

@adhd-merlin @aemelia @aithusar @akane022 @arthurslesbian @bbcmerlindaily @bronteheart @camelots-daffodil @clotpole-art @clotpolemerlin @dragonlord-emrys @excalibros @fishoutofcamelot @fy-merlinxarthur @gramnel @groundbreakingdot872 @gwemrys @gwen-cheers-me-up @idlestories @justarthur @justmerlin @merlinemrys @merlin-gifs @merlinladies @merlinlikethebird @merlinoutofcontext @merlocked18 @merthurdaily @mr-and-mr-pendragon @nobilitydefined @onceandfutureheartache @orliththedragon @propheticlizard @scarfandsword @thebookluvrr1816 @thedisir 

[dum-spiro-spero99]

GUYS I'M CRYING THE RENAISSAINCE OF MERTHUR HISTORY TUTOR COLLEGE AU THANKS KCD2

[maryluis]

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