#merthur poetry

[akelafang]

Raising the sun - a Merthur poem:

It's my job to raise the sun A difficult job but it must be done The sun is stubborn and clings to sleep Buried in blankets in a tangled heap As I pull him free he groans and whines His golden hair peeks through and shines

“Rise and shine!” I cheerfully say “The people need you to brighten their day” And as the sun finally begins to rise He slowly opens his clear sky eyes

He wakes with no end of complaining Yet somehow I never find this draining For waking the sun is my favorite chore Seeing that face that I do so adore Knowing that mine is the first face he sees That I get to greet him with a smile and a tease

The moments before the days begin Have many a time caused my heart to sing When it's just him and me before hussle and bussle Just him and me with his hair all a tussle These are the moments I'll forever hold in my heart For they are what made me fall from the very start

Every morning's a battle hard-won But I do it all for my beloved sun

[revered-bitter]

Merlin drabble bc I was listening to a really sad song and it had me by the throat

[lexa-gui]

As balance is required but (not once would be desired)

A land of myth, a time of old,

So goes the wordsmith’s prose.

Still, verses fade, and truth be told

Not one amongst us knows...

What happened in a distant land

As far from men as ken.

In turrets high as kestrels fly

Spread-winged o’er their demesne.

Yet these words here are not unknown

To any that have grown

With fabled tales of crown and throne

And swords thrust into stone.

For legend spaed a child of drake

With raven-feathered haire,

And eyes a hue so deep and blue

They’d shimmer gold in stare.

But any blaze must cast a shade,

And suns will set for stars,

So double-edged must be the blade

That mars that flesh with scars.

As balance is required but 

Not once would be desired,

If one would know the lengths they’d go

To keep their own entired.

And thus his other half was born

In golden swaddled glory.

A bairn received in time to mourn

His kingdom’s blood-soaked story.

All that remained was for the fates

To bind these halves as whole,

And for the wheels of time of yore

On them to take a toll.

On Ao3 as well.

[ollyrewind]

imagining arthur following merlin to the library to annoy him into reading out loud

[thatgaywizardoverthere]

Arthur “Disaster Bi” Pendragon learning about true loves kiss as a cure like:

Gwaine: For fuck’s sake, he’s not enchanted every time he smiles at someone else, Arthur! He was literally just laughing at my joke!

Arthur, aggressively frenching Merlin on the council room floor: YOU CAN NEVER BE TOO CAREFUL OKAY-

[thenerdyalien]

So I was getting lost in a Merlin Wiki rabbit hole, as one does, and I stumbled across the page for spells. And turns out the writers actually put a lot more thought into it than I initially thought (they're not actually just shouting random words in Old English). But what shocked me the most was learning what Merlin was actually saying to Arthur while he was unconcious in the Poisoned Calice episode. I always thought he was trying to enchant some sort of protection spell to keep Arthur safe while he couldn't be there for him. But turns out he was actually declaring poetry, POETRY to Arthur the whole time!

That's right, Merlin was declaring actual POETRY to Arthur on his deathbed!! I kept seeing the wiki mention verses from a book called Beowulf and I got curious so after a quick Google search, I found out that it's actually one of the most famous epic poems in Old English and I just lost it!! I never thought this episode could get any gayer...

[shit-sorry-fuck-mybad]

I love that it doesn’t matter if you ship merthur or not, the only thing that could be going through Leon’s mind when he walked into Merlin and Arthur standing dangerously close to each other in a dark room alone could be “they are fucking” and this keeps me alive everyday

[blueberryflavoredfeelings]

I wasn’t fooled. I knew you at once.

Sylvia Plath, “Love Letter”

[aisin-gioro]

[pyjamacryptid]

sonnet 89 [excerpt] - pablo neruda

The format/style of this photoset is very much inspired by @nextstopparis's bbc merlin photosets (which are incredible)

[pigfacedbitch]

If Gwaine found Arthur and Merlin instead of Leon...

Gwaine: [ narrows eyes ] What's going on here?

Arthur: Uh... Merlin, tell him what we're doing.

Merlin: Poetry!

Gwaine: Is that so?

Merlin: I'm surprised as you are! He can't get enough of it.

Gwaine: ...Can I join?

Arthur: ಠ⁠_⁠ಠ [ pushes Gwaine out of the room and closes it ]

Gwaine: Arthur, please! I want some poetry too.

Merlin: [ confused ] W-What does he mean-

Arthur: Shush, let's just continue.

more incorrect quotes here!

[sibbydoo]

It is December at last, and I remember your words. “Thank you,” you said to me, and perhaps I should have known then; to take it and let you go. Maybe if I had, all those years ago, I would not be so miserable now. It is December at last, and I stand by the lake; still, you are not here. And somehow… I understand.

It is indeed December. Y’all know what that means!!

(Pain. Nothing but pain)

I had to make a tribute to the finale for once. I have no excuse as to why I ignored the past few anniversaries, but this year felt right, somehow. Like letting things go, like hoping again. Even if things can feel a lot more hopeless. Consider this piece a vent of sorts, but projected toward a fandom that kills and heals me constantly.

I hope you guys enjoy your holidays! Stay safe, stay warm. Always hope.

-Jack 🌻

[has-merlinofficial-posted-today]

News from Merlin Official?

Year 1 Day 116

No

Yes ✅

They replied and liked

Of course he is.

We almost received them liking a suggestive poetry answer. We were this close to perfection.

Sigh... I'll take it

[ladyofthelake]

Cheer up your fandom with a single picture:

Sad version here

[hex-is-vexxed]

Honestly how I see merthur’s first introduction from Arthur’s perspective

Just,,, “There’s something about you Merlin, I can’t quite put my finger on it” like some deep subconscious part of Arthur’s mind just knew that Merlin was going to be important to him.

Also… I mean they were flirting IMMEDIATELY so there was that

[chaoticallymuse]

Merlin and Arthur

"It's a tragedy, they way he loves you; it is a tragedy that star crossed lovers will read an weep over a hundred years later, and weep over blood not yet spilt - because if you two could not make it, no one will" - the playwrights will write your names in the darkness of the sky."

- Madison Miller