‒‒‒‒‒ 𝐒𝐎𝐑𝐂𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐑.

𝐢'𝐦   𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭  𝐚  𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲  𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐯𝐞  𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧  𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐝.

[myrlin]

𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐍 ‒‒‒‒‒ [ mur · luhn ] a composed english cognate of welsh myrrdin , a name derived from mer ( sea ) , & dunom ( hill , fortress ) , therefore meaning  “ sea hill ” or  “ sea fortress ”. the name was most famously borne in arthurian legend by the magician helper & guide of king arthur.

a writing blog for my own interpretation of 𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐍 , primarily following my own lore & headcanons , with influences from bbc's merlin & other media. this blog is 21+ , please read carrd before following. heavily affiliated with @pendraigon & @worthfuls.

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[worthfuls]

HOLY SHIT THOSE PICS WERE POSTED ON ALICE'S TWO YEAR ANNIVERSARY

[worthfuls]

“ well, i only look at you that way because i’m madly in love with you. ” she grins, and the longer she looks at him, the more the world around them fades away. finally, no more hiding. people looking at them dancing together as if it’s completely normal, something she’d been waiting for since they day they confessed their love to each other. they’ve come a long way since then, that love - stricken princess and her servant. “ they’re looking at us. can you believe it? ” typically, she’d panic. but now, she grins, and quickly kisses him. no one can say anything to them now.

“ well, all that reassuring worked. ” if she recalls correctly, she was typically the one promising a future where they could be together. still, it doesn’t matter much to her. the promising was over — they were together. “ my father wrote me, by the way. he wanted a confirmation on the date of our wedding so he can be there. he wants to be there, merlin. ”

[myrlin]

                    he could hardly believe their wedding was only weeks away , sitting upon the horizon as each day takes them one step closer. it was now something they can look forward to together. no more were there words of affection & hopeful promises spoken in the shadows. they could speak loud & proud & nobody could tell them otherwise. there were days where he would yearn for the world to accept his gifts , yet he hardly expected to be happy they also accept his wife to be. he nods in response , kissing her once more as if the last time is never enough.

                    ❝ despite my ability to interpret the future , i never saw this coming. yet i'm very thankful it did.   ❞ hands continue to idly rest by her hips , swaying as their bodies move harmoniously. ❝ he does ? then we'll have to write back to him immediately. he'll be excited , alice. he'll be proud.   ❞ his words of enlightenment were accompanied by one hand moving to lift her chin , lips smiling in response. ❝ he will want to see his daughter happy , won't he ?   ❞

[myrlin]

the way my heart beats for this man made of magic

[justsken]

❝ behind every great barbie there's a ken , who's totally fine with that. ❞ @𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓𝐒𝐊𝐄𝐍 — an independent, highly selective & low activity writing blog for kenneth 'ken' sean carson , inspired from mixed media though heavily influenced by greta gerwig's barbie (2023). an original , reimagined , interpretation & treated as an original character in his own original lore. beached by dylan (he/him) , est 2023.

[myrlin]

pssst, promo is coming tomorrow but he's ready & he's here to bring the kenergy so go check out @justsken <3

[myrlin]

do you know what happens after literal months of your fiancée breaking you down by constantly asking you to make ken? you make ken.

[myrlin]

hey <3 im gonna play some ff14 for now and perhaps write later. if not, later in the week. the usual! i hope ur all well & drinking plenty <3

[warbyrds-a]

❝ far away from here, i should hope. ❞ the weathered, wooden floorboards bend beneath the stranger's slow-pacing feet, creaking as if to protest every step. sunlight spills in through the unshuttered window and illuminates the small kitchen, elsewise dim despite the bright summer's day outside, and specks of dust give the air a faint glimmer. an orange cat, the thus far nameless stray which had all but moved in with her, sits on the sill, keeping a watchful eye on the dark-cloaked figure. its tail whips to and fro.

❝ as for what possessed me… ❞ tentatively, she sets the silver sword which had once belonged to her father down on the table with a clink, though lithe fingertips remain on its ornate hilt. an unmarried peasant woman living out of a ramshackle, hand-me-down cottage was not meant to wield such a weapon, which was precisely why she had kept it concealed until now. how lucky, then, that this stranger seems more concerned with the dragon's whereabouts than the sword's mysterious origin. ❝ it doesn't look like much, i know, but eresvale is my home, ❞ she says, vocal cords strung taut, and fixes him with a narrow-eyed stare equally unwavering as the cat's. the poise with which she carries herself was not common for a peasant either. ❝ i had to do something to keep it from being burnt down to a crisp. ❞

[myrlin]

                    each word sent between them carried weight , intention. the silence that builds during constant respites gives way for one to further understand the other. unfortunately , he couldn't decipher whether or not she truly knew of dragons whereabouts. he would assume she didn't. it became apparent that protecting her home took precedent over slaying the creature. he was thankful for both her morals & the fact his kin hasn't been killed yet , he would have words first before punishing the dragon himself. merlin paused his idle steps , glancing at the feline shooting daggers as equally sharp as the blonde heroine. lips twitch before he moves on , eyes wandering throughout the tidy yet almost unkept cottage.

                    if he would guess , she wasn't used to cleaning. the way she stood in her own home aided that assumption , then there was her fingers 'pon the steel that stood against scales. his gaze narrowed slightly , impressed by the decorated handle as well as the stalwart blade that extends from it. she's not from around here , nor was she born somewhere like this. though , he wasn't one to pry on matters that didn't matter to him. he simply appreciated the fact she fought for her home , with nothing but a sword & strong ideals. again , he was reminded of another hero he once knew.

                    ❝ you fought for your home , i understand that. any home is worth fighting for , regardless of how it looks to others. ❞ he speaks with his own experience , glancing out the window to witness the rest of the town rebuild their lives. it reminded him of ealdor. his head swung back , hands resting on her table as he connects his eyes with hers. ❝ & you fought valiantly , i'm sure. but i know dragons , i know it will come back. if there is anything you can tell me then you must , lest you want to see your home attacked once more.   ❞

[ragedagainst]

this is far from the worst situation jyn's been stuck in but she hadn't anticipated this level of resistance when trying to get off-planet. until now, it'd been relatively quiet, no trouble. what had alerted them ? it hadn't been her, she knows, but maybe another rebel cell or an unruly citizen, but she's too far away to listen in on their conversations or comms chatter. busy scoping out the area in front of them, the sudden feeling of a hand around her wrist startles her, so much so that she can barely hide her flinch. without a second thought, she rips her hand out of his grip –– stuncuffs tight around both wrists and rubbing the skin raw, no escape as they toss her in a dark cell –– and cradles it to her chest. face pale, she blinks, then shakes her head, forcing her focus on the conversation at hand as if it's the raft saving her from drowning.

" you want to just run for it ? " she says incredulously. who is he to try and give her orders, and stupid ones at that ? anyone with half a brain can see that with the amount of 'troopers in between them and her ship, there's no way they'll make it there in one piece. " that's a shit plan. " she turns back to study the squadron in the path before them, eyes narrowing in concentration. it doesn't help that she doesn't know what he can do –– is he better at long range or short ? in the end, she decides not to risk it ; she'll work better if she doesn't have to worry about him getting caught in the fray. reaching to her belt, she unclips her last grenade and offers it to him. " take this, " she says tersely. " when i tell you, lob it the opposite direction. we need a distraction. " the area she gestures to looks largely uninhabited, an empty, open space just outside of the city limits. " we should be able to escape in the chaos but if not, i'll ambush them from the back. take 'em by surprise. good ? "

[myrlin]

                    every ounce of his sanity tells him to keep his secret hidden , relieve himself of his outdated duty & follow whatever plan she makes for them , regardless if it gets her killed. what sort of peacekeeper would he be otherwise ? the order may be gone , his kin may be all but slaughtered , yet here he stood. air still filled his lungs & hope hasn't quite been snuffed out in his chest. reason told him to leave that part of him buried , though reason was what got him in this situation in the first place.

                    he nods at her question , keeping one hand behind his back still as she proceeds tear apart his plan. not that he doesn't deserve it , given the lack of detail or confidence he put in his own strategy. thankfully , only one of them is aware of his buried reputation as a great strategist. it made it a little less embarrassing. the grenade he takes allows him to hide the hilt for now. he supposed it was better than nothing. ❝ you're going to ambush them yourself ? it's like you want to be killed. i'll toss this detonator , then we both run for it. if we go down the alleyway , we can lose them & circle back to the ship. it's longer , but it will keep us alive. how does that sound ?   ❞

[dollpink]

                        ❝ so far? you make it sound all so ominous professor ambers.   ❞ her eyes remain narrowed at him, she's trying to read him like she would with those books from childhood. like the one he's placed on the table, one of those exact... ❝ hey? i know that book... ❞ her attention is momentarily diverted, she pulls the book towards her and runs her manicured nail across the golden title. ❝ this is the one where arthur goes on his solo quest? to find the fisher king's trident! or, what was supposed to be a solitary quest, but merlin had followed along anyway! though — i forget which knight he had join him...? ❞

a tale that's resonated with her all these years later. a quest to prove one's worth and ability. and though, barbie hadn't gone out and discovered the trident of an ancient king, she has indeed gone up against some fierce dragons to put her name on the map. ❝ i would be surprised if you didn't believe he was real, considering your profession. ❞ her eyes break away from the book and back to marlow.

❝ my father. he stopped by a yard sale one day on his way home from work. the lady there had an entire stack of king arthur books for sale, so he bought as many as he could with what little he earned that day. ❞ she smiles fondly, ❝ you could say, i was something of a fairytale enthusiast... i still am. ❞

[myrlin]

                    merlin's gaze follows hers , nodding along comfortably as she bathes the entire room in her presence. it was something that took him aback at first, now he wished every day could be kissed by the ambition she brings to each of their meetings. though , his expression falters slightly as she refers to the book before them. her words formed a key in his mind , snapping the rusted lock open to release the memories trapped inside. he remembered that day , disobeying his king to ensure his survival. the knight in question did the exact same for his sake.

                    ❝ gwaine. his name was gwaine.   ❞ he answered almost too quickly , the name shooting from lips like a bullet. immediately , his eyes averted hers to hopefully avoid her curious stare. he tried his best , to nurture history & allow every name to be remembered. it wasn't as easy as he thought , given how humanity interpret history over the centuries. that's what his books were for. thankfully , she kept talking & he allowed himself to become immersed in her ramblings. ❝ your father had good taste. there's nothing wrong with believing in fairytales. sometimes , it's those fairytales that help us breathe when reality doesn't give us enough oxygen , right ?   ❞

[allmuddy]

@myrlin: you’re a natural leader. you’re smart, loyal … violent.

“ aw shoot sugah – you flirtin’ with me?” She wrangles a strand of wily hair around her finger with a grin, a dramatic performance of flirtatious embarrassment. There is an inch of space between the two figures for a moment, a hazardous crossing of boundaries as she leans in coyly, before she pulls back and lets out a wicked snort. “Far from the truth though honey. Leader is the last word on anyone’s lips when describin’ me. Or it should be.” 

[myrlin]

                    suddenly , any confidence leftover became caught in his throat as she turned it back on him. he couldn't help the fact he admired her as an individual amongst other features. she knew how it felt to make difficult decisions as well as always stand one step out of reach from others. merlin manages to maintain his composure , albeit barely , as she closes the already small gap between her. his head bobbed to the side as he responds with audible thought. ❝ haven't you lead us all the way here ? without you , we'd both be dead already. it's not something we choose to be. we have it thrust upon us & it's up to us to rise up to it , just like you have. you sell yourself too short , rogue.   ❞

[worthfuls]

alice is used to the feeling of drowning — everything felt so loud in her ears, so intense in her chest and the longer it went on, the closer she felt to being snuffed out. she never imagined someone would be able to reach in and save her from it — much less a servant on loan from the place she considered to be her real home. and yet, that servant cared about her more than her own parents. more than her own brothers. it made her stomach twist into knots — but in a good way. it was a feeling that was completely unfamiliar to her.

“ okay. ” she murmurs under her breath, arms cross and she squeezes herself tightly. it feels like an eternity passes before she finally feels ready to go. when she does, alice stands, and instead of crossing her arms, she begins to twirl the ring on her left index finger. “ i usually go to the gardens. no one else wants to, either because it’s too cold or they’re scared they’ll offend my mother by sneaking out. no one notices that i’m there, though. we should be safe. ”

[myrlin]

                    merlin believed his only approach to greatness was through his magic , the power ready to burst from his fingertips. what he lacked was awareness of the true magic he wielded , kindness. it was as rare as magic itself , yet grander in power. he used it so naturally that he never stopped to acknowledge his affinity with it. the need to cast such spells were elevated when it came to someone he cared for , someone he loved. merlin saw how the princess of this kingdom was treated , cast aside when she provided little use. her feelings were the priority of no-one , not even her own parents. so he makes it his duty to make them his.

                    ❝ then let's go to the gardens. we can stay there as long as you like & we can leave when you're ready , alright ?   ❞ his tone was soft , quiet & patient as eyes gently scanned her features. his heart broke in two for her , yearning to help piece back together the confidence she barely holds onto. he stands up , providing her more space until she's ready to move. ❝ whatever you need , alice. i'm here to give it to you , i promise.   ❞

[myrlin]

ok one like and i'll start writing rn

[noemitenshi]

Troy Otto being ✨all done✨

in Fear the Walking Dead s3ep15 'Things Bad Begun' [Part 1?]

[myrlin]

life is very busy and the social obligations are MANY so i'll find time to write at some point. take care ily all <3

[0hheytherebigbadwolf]

Merlin: I’m a simple guy. I awake from restless ancient slumber haunted by the shadows of my forgotten names and I’m hungry.