Merlin Brainrot

I'm watching Merlin for the first time so I'm here to dump my thoughts.

[merlinmylove]

I just know the costume department took one look at Bradley James and was like “yup we’re gonna put this guy in sooo many loose fitting v-neck shirts”

that’s it that’s the post

[aemelia]

I’M????? OBSESSED WITH THEM

[aemelia]

The first time it happens, they're drunk—stumbling into Arthur's chambers, his arm slung over Merlin's bony shoulders, laughter hiccoughing out of them both. Arthur kicks the door closed behind them—only a little clumsily: he is, after all, the best warrior in all the land, and certainly able to handle a bit of wine—but Merlin tsks loudly in his ear, because he has no respect—for the monarchy or for Arthur's hearing—and crowds him backwards, reaching around Arthur to shove the bar into place.

Back flush against the hardwood, caged between Merlin's arms, he stops breathing.

Merlin, too, stills—gaze dropping to Arthur's lips.

Arthur's chest is burning. This isn't something he's allowed. He knows that. He knows that. His heart hammers, violent, blood pounding in his ears and rushing south.

He's going to move away. He's going to. He's—

The back of his head smacks the door with the force of the kiss. Arthur groans into the desperate relief of Merlin's mouth, hungry and relentless on his, and something hot and alive shoots up his spine at the feel of Merlin's tongue inside him as he gets fistfuls of Merlin's jacket in his hands, wrenching him closer, the need getting worse, not better.

"We shouldn't," Merlin eventually pants against his ear—then bites it, making Arthur arch against the door, crying out.

They don't make it to the bed.

Door @merthurmicrofic {233 words}

[mazywrites]

I genuinely love how the Merlin fandom hasn’t died out all these years later but PLEASE calm down with some of these tiktok comments they’re heartbreaking

Someone said they can’t get over the fact that Merlin lost both his courage and strength on the same day— STOP IT I’M BAWLING 😭😭

I’LL NEVER FORGIVE THOSE WRITERS

[peterpiperspickles]

honestly there are so many things BBC Merlin could have changed or handled better to make the show that much greater, but the thing I wished they would have done the most was just let Merlin completely break down in front of Arthur. Like Arthur bugging him on a rough day and he just finally snaps bc he can’t take it anymore. He would start out so fired up and angry and Arthur just wouldn’t even know what to do. Eventually his anger would morph into complete despair as he crumples to the floor, yearning for Arthur to just see him and listen. In that moment I feel we would get something truly raw, not just a serious moment quickly interrupted by a joke bc it can’t get that deep. Arthur would just sit down next to Merlin, not quite sure of what to do and Merlin would just fall into him crying and Arthur would just hold him as he sobs bc he’s human and he does have a breaking point and it would be so beautiful.

[veliseraptor]

if you're in my notifications on a regular basis but we have never spoken...I want you to know that I know your username and think fondly of you

[sparrowrising]

In a world where dreams were the colour of your soulmate's eyes, Arthur always dreamed in gold.

It wasn't a problem, there were many examples or people finding comfort in solitude or an animal companion. It was good, actually; this way, he'd have an easier time marrying according to his father's wishes. It was all fine, he was handling it just fine.

Fast forward 10k words:

As the door to his chamber was thrown open and the, by now, comforting “Rise and shine!” rang out in the room, Arthur wished, harder than he ever had, that his dreams were normal. More than that, as he sat up and met his manservant’s eyes, he wished with all his aching heart that his dreams were blue. 

...

Don't you just hate it when that happens?

In My Dreams You're Golden is a collab between @thedragonlies and myself. We're about half-way through and would love to have you along for the ride!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/66239353/chapters/170755318

[becks-boner]

Arthur having a shameful kink for magic is my absolute favorite fic trope……. Like of course he’d naturally associate magic with The Forbidden Other, something to be ashamed of, and when Merlin just. Does it for him. Oh my god the isolated intimacy of it. Willing a flower into his hair. Speaking a word that sheds his clothes off. Lighting the candelabra with a simple glance…….. Arthur I understand u….

[aemelia]

Merlin, legs shaking, slides down against the tree at his back. Arthur, breathing hard beside him, slowly sheathes his unused sword. The woman on the ground, a sorcerer, remains still, body crumpled like a puppet with its strings cut. Dead.

Silence.

Painful, vibrating silence.

Merlin's fingers flex, brittle with tension. He feels unmoored, unbalanced. Mouth dry, throat catching as he swallows, he stares up at the taut line of Arthur's shoulders, stiff and still as an animal sensing danger, threat.

He feels torn—between begging, desperate, for Arthur's understanding; or shouting at him. He's angry. He's frightened—aching, already, at the thought of Arthur turning to him with a cold gaze, or worse, a fearful one.

Arthur lifts a hand to his face, and rubs at it.

"Well?" Merlin can't help but break the silence. Can't help the provocation that follows: "Are you going to execute me?"

"For God's sake, Merlin," Arthur says, quietly, and finally turns.

A stone plummets heavily through him at the look in Arthur's eyes. Not fear. Not hatred. Not distrust.

Shock.

Hurt.

He scrambles to his feet. "Arthur—"

"How long?" The words seem wrenched out of Arthur now, heaved up, like he's choking on them, body desperate with agitation. "How long have you—lied to me? I thought—"

"Arthur," he says, louder this time, stumbling towards him, head still light from the magic he'd cast only minutes ago. "I couldn't fucking tell you."

"Yes, you could have!" Arthur shouts, wrenching his gloves off and throwing them hard at the ground, fingers trembling at the fastenings of a vambrace. "What, did you think—Did you think I would—?"

Merlin reaches him, gets a hand on the back of Arthur's neck, bare skin to skin. "I couldn't afford to trust anyone, alright?" He presses their foreheads together, damp with sweat. Arthur's eyes are shut now, mouth twisted, grief-stricken. "Not with this. No matter how badly I—wanted to. I wanted to, every fucking day. Arthur, you prat."

And helpless, burning up with it now, he does the other thing he's wanted to do, every one of those days:

He kisses him.

unbalanced @merthurmicrofic {354 words}

[the-next-obsession]

Shameless cross promotion of my newest fic, because I've developed a sudden but intense obsession with SG-1, and in particular with Daniel/Jack.

EVERYONE LOVES A SMUG BASTARD

Ships: Daniel Jackson/Jack O'Neill

Rating: E

Words: 4271

Fic summary: Daniel and Jack find themselves off-world and in a situation where they need to have an "endurance" competition in order to get the information they want. Porn ensues.

OR

The one in which Daniel and Jack are absolute assholes to each other in an attempt to make the other come quicker.

[postingmerlin]

You say you've been reading a lot of merwaine... Any recs? 👀

Alas, I have barely scratched the surface of the Merlin tag in general, and I have very specific things I like in fic:

Canon or canon-divergent

First time

Explicit

Complete

No character death, whump or hurt/comfort

So I genuinely am not a good person to ask. I have poor ability to objectively judge anything outside those parameters.

But what do we say, Merlin fandom? Any good fic recs for my fellow Merwaine enjoyer here?

[bisclavret]

i don't mean to alarm anyone but i think sir gwaine might be having an illicit love affair with the king's manservant

[gldnstrngs]

merlin s3 face card went CRAZY

[ramblings-of-a-chaotic-neutral]

For the love of god I NEED to know how they did Colin's contour makeup in this season!!

How did they make his cheekbones look so perfect?!

[fan-a-tink]

"When the sword was thrust into the stone, the ancient king foretold that one day it would be freed again, at a time when Camelot needed it most. The man who freed it would unite the land of Albion and rule over the greatest kingdom the world has ever known."

Merlin & Arthur | 4.13 "The Sword in the Stone - Part 2"

[koffeinkaos]

I physically no biblically need a fic where Arthur is so scared out of his mind by the prospect of losing Merlin that he forgets his fear of appearing weak and being vulnerable and affectionate and cuddles the man in front of everyone.

I mean a fic where he half sobs Merlin’s name in relief once Leon brings him to the throne room where Arthur is having a crisis meeting with the court. Arthur then gets up runs over, puts one hand in Merlins dark waves to pull him into an embrace, buries his face in his neck and beathes in deeply all the while his other hand is holding onto Merlin’s tunic for dear life.

I need him to whisper "You're alive." Like a mantra while tears fall onto Merlin’s skin.

And Merlin would stand there being so confused and shocked because he always thought Arthur wouldn't even notice when he's gone.

And for days Arthur would barely be able to leave Merlin’s side, terrified something could happen to him

[atdawn]

MERLIN | 5.03 The Death Song of Uther Pendragon

[postingmerlin]

So I finished it. I finished Merlin. I didn't post much over the last season because it's taking most of my power just to process... That.

I just... I can't...

I knew about Arthur, because I never did try hard to avoid spoilers. But his reaction to Merlin having magic? Oh, and Gwaine? He died thinking he failed and that Arthur would die because of him. Not to mention, I assumed the whole, "and then Merlin waits for millennia for Arthur to return" was fanon.

I have so many feels. I cannot even begin to parse them properly.