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Swanfireheart is my main blog, so if you see I have unfollowed you it’s because I am trying to tidy this dash. I will be following with one of the following:
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I’m moving Arthur to @yourfriendlytimetraveler. Please follow her there! <3 All my replies I have on here will be on that blog.
To Mend
camelotskeeper:
Merlin had given Arthur some space, after…after he had laid out everything he was and tried to make him understand that he only ever had used it to help Arthur and Camelot, only to see the look in the king’s eyes then. Merlin had felt his heart break, and could still feel the shattered pieces ripping up his chest from the inside after Arthur had passed out from exhaustion again. This was everything terrible he had imagined would happen when he finally told him the truth - but up until this moment he had clung to some hope that Arthur maybe had known somewhere in his heart, and would accept him.
There was no one else in the woods at this point, and Merlin couldn’t bear sitting next to Arthur’s side, waiting for him to wake up and look at him like that again. He didn’t venture to far away, just far enough so that he could breath a little easier again. He used his magic to keep an eye on the surroundings, but only after a little while he actually heard Arthur’s voice call out. Merlin took a steadying breath before rushing back to his side. He was still his king, his friend, a man he would die for. Merlin’s heart might be broken, but he would still do everything for him.
“I’m here, Sire” Merlin answered, crouching down next to him, though further away than before. His eyes were cast down - he couldn’t meet his gaze. He tried to tell himself he had done what he needed to do to be safe in this kingdom that hated magic - and he had - but it still felt awful. “I have to get you to the lake of Avalon. There’s no other way to save you.” They had to keep moving, that Arthur was right about. “Come on, you have to get back onto the horse. We can’t waste anymore time.”
Arthur laid there. His jaw clenched and unclenched with his thoughts. This was infuriating. He was King. He was a warrior. he should be able to get up and just go home. Staying awake was even a struggle. Breathing was a struggle. This was not fair! There was so much to do. There was so much to take care of. So much injustice of this moment. His wife and child needed him. Camelot needed him. His people needed him. Death didn’t need him. He didn’t need death. The King just hoped his will to live could fight off the inevitable. The King just hoped it would keep him alive. There was too much to do. There was so much to fix.
“Oh good, you came. Drop the Sire bit. We’ve known each other far too long to use that sort of language. Although, I don’t know how much I know you. You lied to me. I can’t forgive that right away. I can’t forget,” Arthur remarked when Merlin came to his side. “I still don’t understand why you stayed. I don’t understand why you didn’t convince me to lift the ban on magic when Mordred’s life was on the line. I was... I was so close to doing it. Did you really think I was like my father? You must have to have kept mum.” He stopped and coughed. Oh, his chest burned with the effort to breathe.
He nodded. “It’s magic, isn’t it? The lake is magic. But, why can’t you heal me, Merlin? You have magic. You can turn into an older lady and an ancient man and who knows what else. That seems like quite so magic to be able to do all that,” he asked, shifting and trying to get himself to his feet. His body felt heavy. His eyes felt tired. “However, if we must... we must. Merlin, I have get home. I’m going to be a father. I need there for my child.”
slightlybrcken:
@andchicken + merlin sc!
“Look, you can either eat what I brought or you can risk what that other servant made. You know, the one who we found the other day sleeping on the royal throne and whose only been here six weeks.” Merlin was already smirking in victory. Sure, Arthur was probably joking about how he didn’t want his food but they both knew he would end up eating it.
Arthur stared at the meal. He couldn’t even tell what it was. It looked gloppy and a mess. “You’ve been here two years, Merlin, and you brought me this. I don’t even know what this is,” he mumbled poking the bowl. “Did the hunting hounds make it instead of Caroline?” He was actually a little afraid of the food.
“Are you alright in there? You’re so quiet.” (from andchicken)
( worried || accepting || @andchicken )
The voice snapped him out of his gloomy thoughts. Trying to put on a cheerful smile, he rolled his eyes as sarcastically as possible. “When I say something, I’m too loud, when I don’t I’m quiet - anyone ever tell you that you are very hard to please?” Merlin exclaimed, but he didn’t look at Arthur, so he wouldn’t see what Merlin was feeling.
“You don’t have an in-between. You know that, right? When you talk, you are too loud. When you’re quiet, you are too quiet. It’s as if all the air has been sucked out of the room when you don’t speak,” Arthur countered. “So what is the matter? Why are you so silent? Don’t make me pull the royal card and demand you answer. Tell me... as your friend.”
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thelegendofemrys:
“Why does it seem like everybody is out to kill me? Seriously, I can never catch a break.”
A bark of a laugh escaped his lips. “Oh Merlin, stop being so dramatic. Who would want to kill you? You’ll more likely lose your own head with how clumsy you are,” Arthur remarked.
‘is it my fault?’ (from andchicken)
SOFT ANGST STARTERS.
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“Wh–Arthur, what in the world do you mean?” Gwen stammered, taken completely by surprise, confusion written plainly on her face. “Is what your fault? I don’t understand why you would ask me such a question so out of the blue.”
Arthur stared at the fire in the fireplace. A thin blanket was draped over his shoulders to keep the draft out. He ought to be asleep, Hunith and Merlin had gone off to bed hours ago. Sleep abated him. “Losing Camelot. Morgana turning... dark,” he replied. “Is it my fault?”
camelotskeeper:
“I did not mean- why do you have to be so difficult?”
“Because.... isn’t that a good enough reason? Come on, Merlin, talk to me. What troubles you so?”
Elemental Aesthetics
Send me ☂ and I will Bold what always applies to my muse, Italic what sometimes applies to my muse, and Strike out what doesn’t apply to my muse. Then tag some people (if you want)! Or you can just fill out for your own character if that’s more up your alley.
Earth
Mushrooms - Dried leaves crunching underfoot - Budding Trees - Sand between toes - Tall grass - First robins of Spring - Turquoise - Old Books - Dark Chocolate - Wool sweaters - Horseback riding - Chess - Olives - Coconut macaroons - Green - Plum - Ants - Pot pie hot from the oven - Brown - Teal - Plain coffee - Caramel on ice cream - Flowers peeking between rocks - Stone bridges - Basements - Squirrels scampering - Walnuts - Centaurs - Werewolves - Fresh gingerbread
Air
Rocking chairs - First bite of watermelon - icy lemonade - Attics - Fresh parchment - Canada Geese migrating - Icing - Vanilla cupcakes - white chocolate - Macarons - Handkerchiefs - Fields of Daisies - Breeze on a hot day - Yellow - Lavender - Blue - Iris bouquet - Checkers - Folk Music - Fresh cut grass - butterflies - dragonflies - Cream - Feather Dusters - Lace curtains - Swinging at the park - Fairies - Pegasus - Weather vane
Fire
Fireplaces - Crackling Embers - Chili - Salsa and chips - Gauze - Fireflies/lightning bugs - Sunset - Sunrise - Grilled vegetables - Hamburgers - Dragons - Phoenix - Popcorn - Scarlet - Black - Gray - Orange - Rubies - Opals - Autumn leaves - Drums - Lightning - Candles dripping wax - Blowing glass - Roasting Marshmallows - Sparklers - Apple Picking - Tartan - Truth or dare - Foggy morning
Water
Floating in a lake - Mermaids - Sirens - Sea foam - Waves crashing on rocks - Claw-foot tubs - Sandcastles - Drawing in the sand - Aquamarine gems - Icicles - Surfing - Salad - Frozen cherries and grapes - Periwinkle - Peach - Beige - Mist - Cucumbers - Shrimp Cocktail - Marco Polo - Skating - Silence of snow at night - Bubbles - Netting - Reciting Poetry - Gulls calling - Sailing - Sun-dried tomatoes - beach-wavy hair - Fountains
Metal
Copper compass - Silver rings - Gold coins - Gilded pages - Rose gold necklace - Raccoons rummaging - Forging horseshoes - Emeralds - Homemade pizza - Distressed denim jeans - Dwarves - Hippogriff - Thunder - Lightning - Tigers - Mahogany - Slate - Pewter Steins - Walking on Pebbles in a Stream - Shadows on the wall - Cedar chest - Peacock blue - Wine-touched lips - Bronze statues - Burnt umber
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Munday. Such big hair.
* things said meme
things you said over the phone
things you said with the tv on mute
things you said when you were proud
things you said under your breath
things you said with sorrow between your fists
things you said when you were lost
things you said when our world began to crumble
things you said with too many days between us
things you didn’t say at all
things you said that i wasn’t meant to hear
things you said you’ll never forget
things you said with clammy hands
things you said when fear cut deep
things you said while a fever stole your mind
things you said with rage between your teeth
things you were afraid to say
things you said when no one else was around
things you said when the sun was shining
things you said with blooming bruises and stinging cuts
things you said when we were safe
things you said without thinking
things you said that kept me grounded
things you said you loved about me
things you said you hated about me
things you said when you lied
things you said with scraped knees
things you said with tears in your eyes
things you said while holding my hand
things you said in the car
things you said under the stars
things you said at my grave
things you said at the kitchen table
things you said on the porch at 3 am
things you said in a gas station parking lot
things you said in a hotel room
things you said in the waiting room
things you said while you stroked my hair
things you said that made me feel loved
things you said when i was crying
things you said while i cried in your arms
things you said when you thought i was asleep
things you said in your sleep
things you said when you kissed me goodnight
things you said after a nightmare
things you said before death snatched you
things you said that i wish you hadn’t
things you said when it ended
things you said when you met my friends
things you said when we first met
things you said when they took me away
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I present to you a brand new article.It’s different from my usual pieces. However, life has thrown me lessons and I’ve learned a lot from them. I hope this inspires and speaks to you. Please share and enjoy. Do not repost. Thanks.
My muse has been dead for seven years. They’ve suddenly shown back up alive and well. How does your muse react?
This existed somewhere, but I haven’t been able to find it and had someone ask me to remake it.
Get to know the mun
¯\_(ツ)_/¯: do you have any tumblr friends? if so, who are they?
( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°): relationship status?
ಠ_ಠ: what is your biggest pet peeve?
(ಥ_ಥ): finish this: i hate it when…
ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ: what is your favorite animal?
(☞゚ヮ゚)☞ ☜(゚ヮ゚☜): who is someone you can tell everything to?
(づ。◕‿‿◕。)づ: are you a hugger?
(╯°□°)╯︵ ʞooqǝɔɐɟ: besides tumblr, do you have any other social media?
﴾͡๏̯͡๏﴿?: how old are you?
(╯°□°)╯︵ ┻━┻: what are your thoughts on school?
| (• ◡•)| (❍ᴥ❍ʋ): favorite tv show?
(ง'̀-‘́)ง: are you okay?
(ノ◕ヮ◕)ノ*: ・゚✧: sexual orientation?
┬┴┬┴┤(・_├┬┴┬┴: are you a people person or a loner?
ლ(ಠ益ಠლ): do you have any siblings?
ಠ╭╮ಠ: have you ever self harmed?
(づ ̄ ³ ̄)づ: have you ever been in love?
(☞゚∀゚)☞: would you rather be hugged by a bunny or kissed by a doe?
(ノಠ益ಠ)ノ彡┻━┻: how do you let your anger out?
ᕙ(⇀‸↼‶)ᕗ: are you active?
ヾ(⌐■_■)ノ♪: what are your favorite band(s)/artist(s)?
(╯°□°)╯︵(\ .o.)\: who is your least favorite person?
♥‿♥: tell us about your crush!
◔̯◔: what time is it?
◕‿◕: what is your guilty pleasure?
◔ ⌣ ◔: are you a virgin?
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** Rules : ** bold the aesthetic that applies to your muse. repost. don’t reblog.
𝐌𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐄𝐕𝐀𝐋.
tired eyes. coffee stains on the table. listening to the bustle of the city. unmade beds. loose ponytails. sunlight seeping through the curtains. chapped lips. walking barefoot across the floorboards. dusty dictionaries. black and white reruns. huge sweaters. the ticking of the clock. hearing birds in the morning. fireplaces. falling asleep during class.
𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐀𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄.
freckles. the sun rising. watching the sea. taking shots of the city. historical museums.bright eyes. looking up at the clouds. walls covered in artworks. drawing in the middle of lessons. tracing your fingers on the sand. painting for hours. staying in uncrowded coffee-shops. worn paperbacks. messy braids. going to bed with your kneesocks on.
𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐐𝐔𝐄.
dark hair. a little sophisticated. always observing the world around you. intricate designs. high ceilings. extravagant musical pieces. dim lights. colourless photographs. fancy furniture.pale skin. hearing soft footfalls coming from outside the room. mischievous looks. bitten nails. candlelight dinners. dark shades of lipstick.
𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐋.
chandeliers. the clinking of a teacup mug. laced clothing. modern architecture. light hair.watching the view from the terrace. hidden birthmarks. drinking tea in the morning.wandering about in an empty building. botanical gardens. old films. ancient marble. sculptures. expensive perfume. breakfasts in bed. reading about mythology.
𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐂.
compassion. short writings on scraps of paper. blushed cheeks. a bouquet of roses.reading collections of poetry late at night. loose hair. carpeted floors. attending operas. faint music playing in the background. staying under the covers until midday. the night sky.streetlights. picking flowers. dancing around in silk dresses. scented candles.
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