#surgeon merlin

[theroundbartable]

Arthur: what the HELL are you doing, Merlin??? You're killing him!!!!

Merlin *through the coms*: Arthur, I need you to stay calm. I know what I'm doing

Arthur: you just cut that guys chest open!

Merlin: Arthur, I need you to breath. Caleb, keep the wound open; Sarah, get the heart ready

Arthur: you're taking out his HEART?

Merlin: I am a physician, Arthur, I know what I'm doing

Arthur: you're cutting that man's heart out!!!!

Second surgeon: Dr. Emrys, should we have the trespasser removed?

Merlin: does he have a sword with him?

Surgeon: ... No?

Merlin *very calm*: good. The entrance is protected by several medicine students and Arthur's lacking sense of direction. But Excalibur can kill the undead, so I'm not sure if a bulletproof window could stop him.

Surgeon: i beg your pardon?

Arthur: MERLIN, I know you can do magic, but this is dark, even for you!

Merlin: Eddie, we're ready for the exchange. Arthur, calm down. This is science, not magic. Science has evolved since you've last been around.

Eddie: when has he last been around?

Arthur: *hectically searching for something to break the window*

Merlin: Five minutes ago if he doesn't shut up. Alright, Eddie, we're good to go.

Arthur: *throws chair and fails to break the glass*

... Later... In the wake up room

Arthur: Sir? Sir! Can you hear me? Do you still feel like the same person?

Patient: *dizzy from Anaesthesia* you got golden hair mate. You must be rich

Merlin: Arthur, you are trespassing. You should not be in here.

Arthur: look at what you did! He's lost his mind! Has no idea who he is!!!

Merlin: that's cause he's on drugs. I'm gonna wait til he's fine and tell him he got through it all okay.

Arthur: wait- he slept through all that?

Merlin: it's one hell of a drug

[pollyna]

au in which Goose is a Navy surgeon, Mav flies with Merlin and the pair Iceman and Slider is infamous because of Iceman abilities but for all the scandal Slider takes with him, dating so openly another man's wife.

Or how Mav gets to know Goose after the first night at the O-Club because his wife runs all the way to the tall man drinking beer and laughing at something the Iceman said, before kissing him in front of everyone.

[onebedtorulethemall]

Bonus material from my Dramione short story Probabilities

Long before it was a fic, Probabilities was a 1000-word scene written for a writing group critique. I liked it but was busy with other things, so it sat in a folder for about a year until I finally adapted it into the short story I always envisioned.

Here's the original scene, and you can read the fic it became on A03. (36k, Explicit, now complete!)

*** The first time Draco Malfoy was inside Hermione Granger, they were in an alley adjacent to Wand & Cork, wizarding London’s hottest new ticket. Having arrived separately in celebration of its grand opening—guests of proprietors Pansy Parkinson and Neville Longbottom, respectively—they soon found themselves intertwined in a sticky heap while the first toast of the evening spilled from the open doorway around the corner.

“Merlin’s saggy ballsack,” he moaned. 

Hermione hit the ground, panting hard. “You were just—”

“I think I’m dying.”

“—inside my—”

“Hnnnnnnnnnnnngh.”

Hermione looked down at her ruined clothing and the evidence of his intrusion, and grew pale. “St Mungo’s, now!” 

The question of whether Draco had recovered from the shock of finding his left foot inside Hermione’s abdomen was not resolved, at least in Hermione’s mind, until she awoke in a hospital bed six hours later following a delicate operation to extract the shoelace knotted around her ribcage. 

The specialists didn’t attempt to disguise their glee. Visions of peer-reviewed scientific studies danced around her bedside. 

“We did the calculations. The odds are roughly one in twenty-three trillion, seven hundred billion!”

“Lucky me,” Hermione muttered. “Any advice on not repeating this fortuitous event?”

They chortled their way from the room. Spontaneous Apparitional Overlap had been a thought exercise until approximately nine o’clock the previous evening. The odds of it happening twice, and to the same person—well, numbers didn’t go up that high, as far as they knew.

“He’s fine, if you were worried,” Harry told her later, valiantly fighting a persistent lip twitch. “He lost a toenail, but your surgeons fished it out.”

“This isn’t funny. I could’ve died.”

“When they wheeled him away, he was crying about”—a small giggle escaped—“dragonhide oxfords.”

Hermione went home the new owner of a vat of pain potion, a tin of scar ointment, and a burgeoning phobia of Apparition. She memorised the bus schedule and spent a month practising small bursts up and down the length of her flat, where statistically improbable coincidence might not result in pointy men putting their pointy body parts inside any of hers.

“I’ll go,” she told Ginny, once she felt able. “But that walking bombarda had better not be there.”

“I think he’s in France,” Ginny replied, squeezing her hand. “And good. I can’t keep popping by with pinot just to see you. Your recycling bin tells a tragic story.” 

That Saturday, she spent an hour lecturing the mirror with increasing severity. “One in twenty-three trillion, seven hundred billion,” she finally snapped. “Now fucking do it.”

A half second later, she appeared beneath glittering lights in the quietest corner of Diagon Alley with the satisfied feeling of having accomplished something nearly impossible. 

And, in a sense, she had.

“I thought you were in France!”

“Hnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnngh.”

This time, it was Draco who required the urgent attention of the overjoyed Accidents and Catastrophes surgical team. They’d offer her bracelet back, they informed her, but they’d had to cut it from around his femur.

A letter arrived two days later. 

I have an appointment at Gringotts on Wednesday. Three p.m. sharp. Since your existence apparently threatens mine, please advise that you will be elsewhere. On the other side of the country, preferably.

Cooped up and irritable, Hermione weighed the benefits of introducing her elbow to his chest cavity. She wrote:

Have you ever ridden a bicycle? It’s excellent exercise, and I’d finally be safe from your erratic Apparitional whims. As a bonus, I think it’d be hilarious to see you try.

The owl returned shortly.

Please, Granger. I coughed up a hairball. 

Wednesday came and went, and Hermione stayed safely home. 

It wasn’t a durable strategy, however. Following her second “accident”—the specialists, still deep in their calculations, had offered only an exultant shrug—Harry and Ginny had intuited that she was likely to either introduce sweeping Apparition safety legislation that they’d be obligated to publicly support, or become a shut-in. Neither option appealed.

Therefore, Hermione had a date for that weekend. 

Non-reschedulable.

“It’s nearby,” Ginny told her firmly. “You can walk.”

The Magical Trade Regulation Specialist was a flavourless fellow whose mousy brown hair topped an uninspiring list of distinguishing characteristics, but he had never splinched their bodies together—twice—so she agreed.

An hour in, she was sucking down her third Paloma as she lugged them through yet another unsuccessful discussion topic. She’d just given up on shared hobbies and was navigating a directional change toward her latest interest—“Are you familiar with quantum entanglement, Marvin?”—when, from behind:

“How dare you leave your house without informing me! Unsafe behaviour!” 

Hermione spun on her barstool to find Draco gripping a sweating pint glass and glaring like she’d just kicked his favourite peacock.

“Forgive me,” she said, blinking at him. “I had to go back a decade to recall the last time I saw you when you weren’t crying.”

“Your fingers,” he hissed, “were inside my groin.”

Marvin coughed.

“Perhaps if you’d aimed better—”

“Perhaps if you didn’t insist on knowing everything—”

“What does that have to do with it? I didn’t know you’d be Apparating at the exact same moment, in the exact same place, twice!”

“I don’t trust you,” he announced. “I need to know your whereabouts at all times. Give me your schedule.”

A damp cocktail napkin was thrust into her hand. She took up her wand like a quill and pretended to write.

“8 p.m., date, currently interrupted. And I walked here, so if anything, you're endangering me.”

“This,” he scoffed, snatching the napkin back, “is not a date.”

“Actually—” began Marvin.

“Where are you going after this?” he demanded. “His or yours?”

“We—” Marvin started.

“Mine, you shit! Alone.”

He swept a calculating gaze over Hermione and the date she’d almost succeeded in forgetting. Then, settling onto the stool beside hers with a motion like a conductor setting a moderato, he gestured for her to continue. 

“I’ll wait.” His teeth glinted. “In the interest of safety.” 

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[dollopheadedmerlin]

I think it's so funny when people draw Merlin characters with stuff like top surgery scars because it carries the implication that Gaius is a leading medieval gender confirmation surgeon

[oneknightstand-if]

I need angst

What would the RO's reactions be if they saw a serious MC having a mental breakdown?

A lot of this depends upon the situation. Are they alone with the MC or with the others? Are they in a safe spot or in the middle of an emergency? High affinity? Romance? Subplot completed?

Assuming high affinity, but still relatively early in the plot...

Merlin: *another tuesday, another mortal having as mental breakdown* There, there, yes, get it all out of your system. I can't lie and say it will be all right, but still-- *gets dropkicked by Adrian*

Adrian: *is the most freaked out here since he's the one who understands how out of character this is for the MC* *rubs MC's back -- unless this is touch averse MC -- and insert one of the scenes already in the game where Adrian comforts hyperventilating MC*

Arthur: *drapes his cloak over the MC and waits nearby for them to calm down so they can talk things out*

Percy: *hand on MC's shoulder, random guinea pig left in MC's hands*

4̵0̷4̵ ̶E̸r̵r̸o̶r̶ ̷N̸o̶t̶ ̵F̶o̶u̵n̷d̸: In the end, this is what you willingly ̷̢͗c̵̫̖͚͛h̴͕͋̃͂o̴̘͔͂̓̾s̷̢̞̩̣͝e̶͉̐̋.̵̹̞͂̏̉͝. (Oh boy, don't expect sympathy coming from this corner)

Cassandra: *quietly agrees with Merlin's assessment of the situation if not exactly the way it's being handled* It's all right... you've earned the right to a bit of a break, haven't you?

Gwen: *may or may not also be having a sympathetic breakdown right next to the MC*

Vivian: There's always a way out of it. Shall I take this burden from you? (Surgeon General's Warning: Deals with the fae can have unfortunate consequences)

Lorelei: *is standing protectively nearby, but will be leaving the comforting words to someone else who's better at it*

Broderick: Yeah... yeah...it's like that *sympathetic hand on MC's shoulder from one of the other sane party members*

[foursthemagicknumber]

Krel: My hungry ass could never be a brain surgeon

Steve: What do you mean

Jim: Dude what?

Blinky: An explanation is necessary

Merlin from beyond the grave: What the hell?

Douxie: Mood.

[starry--eye-s]

Rawfield

I just need to pool on a tumblr post how much I love Rawfield, our devoted ship surgeon. Like, she's so cool. Like SO FUCKING COOL.

She still feels bad for the way unlift were treated in the Trust and her whole goal for the mission is to go to the worst place in the cosmos just to help people

She's brave as hell

again, brave as hell:

The worst tearror ever had just invaded the ship, everyone was terrified and trying to escape, people just died, and the only thing she's trying to do is to get there because she wants to help. She knows she's needed at the worst place and that's where she wants to go because she can save lives.

She's great with the biological man when they are trying to figure out stuff, respect:

And, last but not least, they are an absolute mood with Merlin:

I love them so much!!

[epic-sorcerer]

Transcript of a conversation I just had with my freind:

Me: Merlin x Arthur x gwen is pretty popular, and like conceptually I guess it makes sense why but I just can’t get into it. Like I feel like it would be so clear Arthur isn’t pulling his weight. Imagine being Merlin and having both Arthur and gwen together and like…having them side by side. they couldn’t compare. I feel like it would immediately dispand

Friend: yeah, like what does gwen even see in him?

Me: yeah like at least Merlin and Arthur make some sense bc of destiny and stuff. Merlin is extremely obsessed. Alos like they would totally be trapped in the same special ed room together. Forced to do group projects. God what did we even do in special ed I can’t even remember….idk talk about Feeling Words?

Friend: yeah lol just talking about how they’re feeling. What would giaus be, like the councilor?

Me: idk i mean I guess he’d be the school nurse?

Freind: idk I kind of see giaus as a councilor

Me: I mean to be fair if you were a medival docter you did everything. Like you were a psychologist, psychiatrist, surgeon, gynocologist, pediatrician, etc. like you did everything. That’s why it’s just giaus doing that job like it takes a lot.

Friend: that’s not overwhelming at all!

Me: haha yeah…idk what would gwen be? Idk I feel like she has strong kindergarten teacher/social worker vibes- wait. That’s why they got together Arthur needs a social worker lmao

[sporadicnerdunknown]

Merlin fanfictions I would like to write (but I won't because I'm too lazy)

Merlin adopting Mordred instead of bringing him back to the druids (I don't remember if Uther had seen Mordred's face but even if he had, that issue could be solved by Merlin using a spell or a potion to change Mordred's face). Arthur could get to know Mordred and realise magic isn't evil ?

Blue Monday by ExpectNothingGainEverything is probably one of my favourite fic and I think a merthur version could be amazing

Soulmate Au where you instinctively get/buy what your soulmate need : Arthur would be confused everytime he feels the need to get bandages/magic books/etc

modern AU where Arthur and Merlin are both med students and Arthur is trying to become a surgeon because his father wants him to, and Merlin helps Arthur understands that it's okay to do whatever he wants to do

Merlin casting a spell to make sure every major wounds Arthur should be getting is transferred to Merlin's body

[harmless-variety-of-garden-snake]

Okay at this point, my WIP list is kind of grossly long. I managed to finish the first few days of Bucktommy Fluffbruary prompts, but I still have:

Like two fix-its because their breakup was so poorly executed. Maybe three. Or five. IDK man

An AU that completely fucks the timeline where soldier Tommy goes to Peru on leave and has a secret whirlwind romance with local bartender Evan

Straight up porn based around a jockstrap I have on my wishlist

Outside of that, there's:

Loustat meeting up at the tail-end of Lestat's tour

AU where Lestat manages to save the trio in the cafe before they're captured

Loustat in New Orleans like seconds after their reunion

Merthur modern AU where Merlin is a rare book expert and Arthur is having to sell off the collection his father hoarded

Hannigram AU - Will was a cop in Baltimore when he got hurt, Hannibal is the trauma surgeon, Hannibal is still the Ripper and Will still ends up with the FBI, but now they're already together

Butchie no powers AU where Hughie is working in IT for evil corporation Vox and Butcher is trying to take them down

Thor/Bruce AU where Bruce is a professor and Thor is on the crew doing improvements to the campus

Marcus Flint/Oliver Wood futurefic based on more current pictures of the Flint actor being a stone cold hottie

Nandermo time travel where Nandor uses a wish right after the wedding to send Guillermo back to find out who his actual favorite was (it was Guillermo)

Gigolas modern AU - they meet in a bar during Fili's birthday and hook up

Like two Hob/Morpheus stories set after they meet up again

Destiel fix-it where Dean figures out Heaven isn't Heaven

Sort of gen soulmate AU that's supposed to end with Sam/Steve?

Steve/Sam set during Winter Soldier because Steve and Sam were absolutely flirting when they met

The beginnings of fics from when I was watching BL during lockdown based in the Hello Stranger, Cherry Magic, and SOTUS universes, but I haven't watched any of those since

Spideypool set in a nebulous version of the Garfield films where Peter will definitely stop hooking up with Wade, he swears

A Terror AU based around a John Bridgens/Henry Peglar fix-it concept?

Like what am I doing. What am I even doing here?

[theroundbartable]

After Camlann, years, years after, Merlin keeps searching for Arthur.

He will return when Albion needs him most.

That's why Merlin decides to serve. In fact, he's the reason why people call going to war 'serving' because Merlin refuses to call his own days as trauma surgeon anything less. He's searching for a reckless leader, a moron who'll jump right into fire if given the chance.

The soldiers know they need Merlin. And it almost seems like Merlin is immortal with how lucky he gets on each mission. He never finds him, but he saves a bazillion lives in all the countries and battlefield's in the world.

The world, however, stopped needing war heroes a very long time ago.

Arthur is, instead, reborn as a very funky looking influencer, who's been shooting insults at the government for years when he suddenly decides to Interview war veterans.

[merlinjoyer]

What if Merlin just stopped time for Arthur

In the most desperate moment he didn't realize how he stopped time for Arthur so Arthur wouldn't die. Of course in this condition Merlin wouldn't feel his heartbeat or his breathing — it is impossible if the time is frozen

And the piece of dragon sword is still there. Magic is useless to pull it out... so Merlin is waiting for some top surgeons to help Arthur

[purpleplaid17]

Jess Watches // Tues 21 Jan // Day 470 Synopses & Favourite Scenes & Poll

What We Do in the Shadows 6x03 Sleep Hypnosis

A dispute over who gets to use the newly available empty room under the stairs gets out of control.

Even with no memory of who he is, Laszlo Cravensworth will always be dtf Colin Robinson.

The Resident (with mum) 4x06 Requiems & Revivals

The hospital, now a public hospital, tries to adjust to the changes. When one of the surgeons who is scheduled to perform an important surgery decides to quit because of his pay reduction, they try to find another.

The camera operator was definitely a lesbian with those lingering shots of Billie's hands. Totally unrelated, but are Nic and Conrad looking for a third? Also, I had to look up what "shagging flies" meant.

Merlin 3x12 The Coming of Arthur: Part One

Sir Leon is nursed back to health by Druids using the Cup of Life. It purportedly grants immortality to those who drink from it, and Arthur and Merlin go on a quest to retrieve it.

Me, outside the castle walls, chanting "Guillotine" as 👑 Queen Morgana👑 has Uther dragged away to the dungeons.

[fictionalmedicshowdown]

Gaius (Merlin)

The Court Physician of Camelot. He has a great knowledge of sorcery and the legends associated with it, having studied and practised it for many years before the Great Purge. [source]

vs

Hiiro Kagami (Kamen Rider: Ex-Aid)

Known as a "genius surgeon", he beats up diseases and also does actual doctor things too. He performs surgery on his rival to save his life and it is very gay.

[daisymintt]

Gwaine: You're in good hands with Merlin. Nimble, agile hands. Surgeon's hands, really. He once removed a boil from his own thigh using a paper clip and a warm can of Sprite.