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Does maladaptive day dreaming count as a hobby? He/Him They/Them Ao3: Hazardous_Material

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Having to draw Arthur Pendragons fuck ass armor in every. Single. Frame. Of this damn animatic!

Oh yeah also I’m making an animatic.

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consider: draw him naked

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An interesting proposition. I will consider.

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In the event of a nuclear war and the subsequent fallout would the cheese caves underneath the United States be a suitable shelter to survive in? Granted you had rations of water?

Asking for a friend

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New Merlin fic ‘Show me Sins and Stuff Until I am Good Enough’ is up now! Go check it out!

Fandom: BBC Merlin

Link to fic: https://archiveofourown.org/works/88560746

Up to this point in his life, Arthur has had the belief that sorcery is the darkest, most corruptive force on the face of the earth beaten into his mind through lectures, speeches, and grief-filled days where his father would all but lose himself to rage and despair. Though, all the hatred of sorcery had always been in theory. In practice…

Well…

It hadn’t been so bad, watching the soldiers carry the accused out of the castle, iron chains wrapped tight around her wrists. Seeing them bind her the pyre, stacked high with firewood from the castle’s store. Observing as they removed the gag from her mouth, offering her the chance for last words, though she did not elect to take it.

The boy watched with morbid curiosity. For goodness sake he jeered along with the crowd, clapped when his father spoke the sentence one final time, and stared, transfixed at the flickering torch in the knight’s hand before he lit the pyre.

And then the screams started.

Or

8-year-old Arthur Pendragon watches someone burn for the crime of sorcery for the first time.

25-year-old Arthur Pendragon watches his best friend sleep in his arms after he is revealed to be a sorcerer.

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Oops I slipped and wrote another Merlin fic

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I high key blinked and suddenly had a 2,500 word fic on my laptop, so I’m probably gonna publish that tomorrow but here’s a teaser.

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But the one thing that set the prince of Camelot apart from the rest of crowd, besides his royal blood of course, was his childish nature. For he was only 8 years old.

Up to this point in his life, Arthur has had the belief that sorcerery is the darkest, most corruptive force on the face of the earth beaten into his mind through lectures, speeches, and grief-filled days where his father would all but lose himself to rage and despair. Though, all the hatred of sorcerery had always been in theory. In practice…

Well…

It hadn’t been so bad, watching the soldiers carry the accused out of the castle, iron chains wrapped tight around her wrists. Seeing them bind her the pyre, stacked high with firewood from the castle’s store. Observing as they removed the gag from her mouth, offering her the chance for last words, though she didn’t elect to take it.

He watched with extreme curiosity. For goodness sake he jeered along with the crowd, clapped when his father spoke the sentence one final time, and stared, transfixed at the flickering torch in the knight’s hand.

And then the screams started.

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Okay yeah Arthur for the most part did make Camelot a better place than when his father ruled but I have to be honest

Their justice system SUCKS

Like every single time without fail someone is accused of a crime against the kingdom it’s like

“You’ve been accused of treason, do you have anything to say for yourself?”

“I literally didn’t do that. I wasn’t even there.”

“Mmmm unconvincing. Death penalty!”

And then Merlin’s like

“You know this wrong Arthur/Gwen”

And there just like

“I dunno what to tell you! My hands are tied! I have no choice but to sentence this random peasant to death with merely circumstantial evidence and one accusation”

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Just watched the new Enola Holmes movie oh my god Dr. Watson MY GOAT

I LOVE THAT MAN

this iteration of him is so good in my humble opinion

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i fucking popped off on that second drawing. i think ive got coke in my veins, what the hell am i doing

anyway, the fic

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To be honest I think if I magically got transported to the past or to some fantasy world the worst part would be that no one would understand my references anymore.

I’d be on horseback and someone would say “we must take the road ahead” and my dumbass would go “roadwork ahead? Uh yeah- I sure hope it does” and I’d lose so much medieval street cred

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Having to draw Arthur Pendragons fuck ass armor in every. Single. Frame. Of this damn animatic!

Oh yeah also I’m making an animatic.

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first day of work

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I love them your honor

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ASMR? More like ASMAREN’T.

Am I right?

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Okay I’ve seen this mentioned a couple times but

If I’m not mistaken (tumblr historians fact-check me) Merlin was just given a shit ton of jobs he absolutely would not have to do in a properly functioning castle.

Like

Arthur’s laundry? Laundresses.

Mucking out stables? Tacking horses? Stable Master and Stable Boys.

Scrubbing floors? Housemaids/Maidservants.

Delivering messages? Pages.

Sharpening weapons? Squires and Blacksmiths.

Taking care of Arthur’s wardrobe? Chamberlain.

Not even to mention that as the literal Prince’s Personal Servant he had wayyyy more power in the staff hierarchy than I think he ever realized.

Arthur just looked at this poor farmer-boy peasant who had never even seen a castle before in his life and decided to give him the work of 6 different people, just to be petty, correctly assuming he wouldn’t know any better, then proceeded to keep that up for like 10 years.

Merlin: *slams open Arthur’s door*

Arthur: Merlin? You alright there?

Merlin: I’ve just had a lovely conversation with Elizabeth, the Laundress

Arthur: *with fear* …Okay?

Merlin: You know what she said to me?

Arthur: Do I want to know?

Merlin: She said “Oh Merlin, I just don’t know why you insist on doing all that extra work for Arthur!”

Arthur: *eyes widen*

Merlin: When were you going to tell me what The Prince’s Manservant actually does???

Arthur: Uh… You see…. But you’re just so good at it all!

Merlin: *eyes glowing* You should run.

Arthur: *standing up* I should run.

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‘Wasteland’ from Arcane but it’s Merlin after Arthur’s death.

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If Merlin hadn't been a family show they would have called them cunt, slut and murderer instead of courage, strength and magic

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Alternatively: murderer, slut and also murderer

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Just realized I haven’t wished anyone happy pride yet, so happy pride to the following

-Arthur Pendragon and Merlin

-Ahsoka Tano

-Everyone in the original 3 Descendants movies

-Loki (in all iterations)

-Nico di Angelo and Will Solace

-Nimona

-And those 2 random boys asking each other if they “looked gay” while checking their reflections in a store window

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Chapter 2 of “If I Throw Away my Fear and Pride to set Things Right” is out now!

Fandom: BBC Merlin

Link to fic: https://archiveofourown.org/works/82767731/chapters/217905676

“Arthur-!” Lancelot tries, but Arthur doesn’t listen, standing up, towering above his supposed friends.

“What?! Am I wrong? Like- like what? Were you all going to abandon Camelot when we found him?!” He gestures angrily at Merlin “Or were you just going to kill me?”

“Ohhhh! That’s rich! Like you weren’t going to kill him, like you wouldn’t have killed any of us if we were in Merlin’s position!” Gwaine responds quickly and without much thought.

The words stab at Arthur’s chest “I- I wasn’t- I wasn’t planning on killing him. I was going to-“ But Gwaine does not allow for an explanation, and does not care about the way his Prince’s word spill out with horror and guilt.

“Oh you weren’t? You just hunted him like an animal for fun? Tell me then Sire what were you planning on doing wi-“

“I DON’T KNOW!”

Arthur shrieks, his ribs collapsing in on themselves, his body curling up, arms wrapped around his mid section.

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I love the fandom’s interpretation of Adrian bc they just keep getting bigger. Like we all agreed that Adrian is bigger than Rocky, but istg every time that I see Adrian they are always at least 15% larger than they were in the last post. Just saw one where they’re as large as a hill and I love it. I want to graph this.