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follow the light

#merthur #the poisoned chalice #merthur fanart #bbc merlin #still life #my art

#just thought they deserve some peace and quiet #newtmas #the maze runner #newtmas fanart #drawing with a pencil again feels so good after using a mouse #my art

madieflaw

Thomas: I learned how to shoot a gun so now you have a man who can protect you

Newt: ah yes, nothing sexier than a man who can put me out of my misery

Thomas: Newt, NO-

diavalkitty

made a poster for another wonderful fic I found, Kenopsia

#newtmas #the maze runner #thomas tmr #newt tmr #newtmas fanart #some fun facts about this piece:#the room with checkered floor is a (very unprofessional) 3d model I made in blender #the binary code on the glitch says “until there is nothing left.”#and the code on the halos is “find me.” and “i will.”#the part that crosses the title is 71526483 #the parts behind the title and on the characters' bodies are “kenopsia” “newt” and “thomas” respectively because i ran out of creativity #also i added “krita (not responding)” because this is the first time i used so many layers and it was taking forever to load #at some point it was more than 6 GiB but i wrote 5.2 as in A5 A2 #digital art #liminal spaces #krita #my art

1ncend1ary

all these colors fade for you only

m1stl3t03

– i'm sorry, tommy.

tlockish

hey so why did they even do that

orpheeeeus

prompt: "Transformation" by @merthurmicrofic word count: 324 summary: No matter how many centuries or galaxies apart, Merlin is never going to be free from Arthur. Is he?

And Arthur kissed him. He kissed Merlin's lips. He kissed Merlin's cheeks and sucked at his neck.

Merlin was frozen in place. Arthur was here... He shouldn't be... He shouldn't be here. How could he be?

Two strong arms pulled him back and Merlin fell on the side like a lifeless puppet. People were shouting around him. Some were saying his name, asking him if he was alright. Others were threatening the creature that had just kissed Merlin.

But it was already changing, its skin and face melting, replaced by too long arms sprouting everywhere.

"Ok. We're leaving! Someone carry Emery, he's in no shape to run on his own."

"Agreed."

The world shifted around Merlin and he felt himself being lifted, held, secured against someone's back. He didn't want to be touched. Not right now. But he couldn't move.

Merlin closed his eyes.

◊◊ ◊◊ ◊◊

"Can I ask?"

Merlin looked up from the pink grass he had been weaving into a basket. He shrugged.

Jay smiled and took it as an invitation to sit next to him. She was lucky she was his favourite.

The rest of the crew was busy around them, making food, washing clothes, inspecting the ship's hull. But no one had asked Merlin to help yet. They were waiting until next morning to leave the planet.

Rarely had Merlin seen such a beautiful landscape. Pastel blue sky, green rocks and pink grass dancing in the wind.

"So. Who was the guy?"

"He..." Merlin stammered. It was the first time in years, centuries maybe, someone asked him about Arthur. "I... We were boys together..."

One blade of grass over the other. A second one. It was a really nice pink. It reminded Merlin of the sun setting over Avalon.

Jay nodded, as if Merlin's words were making sense. "I'm sorry, for what it's worth, that you had to see him like that. And that we had to see him too."

"It's okay."

Merlin in Space Part 1 I Precedent

curly-curvy-candid

New chapter of my merther zombie apocalypse fic is posted :D Tantalizing snippet:

Merlin isn't sure if it's because there are more people crowded into the floor of the room, or because of something else that Arthur's too scared to name, but Arthur sits next to him while they eat rather than taking up residence somewhere across the room. For once Arthur has no need to fill the silence with the little radio playing its repeating message. Instead, the room falls into easy chatter - how the day went, plans for tomorrow, putting sheets over the windows to let them sleep, different formations of walking to better utilize their strengths.

Arthur's hip touches Merlin's as he leans forward to refill his bowl. They'd needed two pots to make enough food for everyone; thankfully one of the survivors from the college had an extra camp stove they were willing to part with. Gwaine makes a fire. Arthur laughs at a joke, putting his arm around Merlin.

Merlin forgets how to breathe.