My life has been marked out by destiny. If this is meant to be... I'm not afraid. I will gladly die, Gaius, knowing that one day... Albion will live.
indie MERLIN of merlin bbc. as loved by em.
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My life has been marked out by destiny. If this is meant to be... I'm not afraid. I will gladly die, Gaius, knowing that one day... Albion will live.
indie MERLIN of merlin bbc. as loved by em.
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actually i dont think i have muse for merlin rn :/
Wasteland baby,
I’m in love, I’m in love with you
"See you can be reasonable." Smirking, he went over to the makeshift shelter and saw Merlin's mat next to his. He said nothing as he plopped down and put his sword into the ground so he could lay down while the food was made. "Oh, you act as if I starve you. That's brilliant considering you steal from my plate."
"As if you don't already have more than enough on your plate," Merlin quips, smirking to himself as he lights the fire and readies the cooking pot and ingredients. He also doesn't mention the fact that he'd placed their mats so close to each other. After all, they only had the one tent, and he could smell rain in the air. "I'm just helping your belts have less holes in them."
MERLIN | 3.13 The Coming of Arthur Pt. 1
happy 15th anniversary to the blueprint that is bbc's merlin and all it's victims
ARTHUR DROPPED THE LOGS AND SAW THE CAMP WAS SET. Glancing over at the manservant, he huffed. "You act like it so hard. It's not." The prince told him. "There, now you can make supper. Unless you wish me too, but let me warn you... I may burn your portion on purpose." Pendragon knew he could be an utter brat when he wanted to be. This was one of those times.
"Fine, I'll make supper," he says, like he's hard-pressed to do so. As if it's not something he secretly enjoys. And Merlin knows the prince is being a prat. He's not in the business of breaking brats. Not in this lifetime, at least. Maybe in a thousand years. "At least that way I'll actually get some."
Pretty sure "ease him" doesn't mean anything but I'm NOT rewriting that now >:/
First >> Next
WHAT COULD’VE BEEN... 11 years after “The Diamond of the Day” (24.12.2012) Merlin returns (in/sp.)
so i'm starting a second job next week and i think, as a result, i'm gonna start using my queue(s) more so that i can work on replies when i have the time and so that y'all aren't waiting for a million years between them. love y'all, i'll still be checking in every day bc i have no impulse control, but this will give me less anxiety about getting to everything <3
i've already started queueing replies interspersed with gifsets and art depending on the blog. currently they're all set to post to once a day but i might change that once i'm done replying to everything but for now thats whats going on <3
okay all my replies across all my blogs (this one, @oncomingx @scrcerer @oscxrpceo and @stacysghost ) are done and queued, interspersed with fc gifsets or fanart. the queues are set to once per day and hopefully they should post sometime around noon est!! ill look into speeding it up once my schedule w/ both jobs and my ttrpgs evens itself out to see if ill have more opportunities to write more often. i love you <3
*Kicks down the door* YOU KNOW WHUMPY TROPES I LOVE SO MUCH BUT BARELY EVER SEE?
MAGIC FATIGUE/EXHAUSTION/OVERUSE.
Give me those sweet side effects of overusing magic:
Getting lightheaded and weak, struggling to stand let alone keep fighting
"Are you ok?" "Yeah I'm fine. *immediately faceplants because their legs can't support their weight anymore*"
F a i n t i n g
Physical injuries like burns, broken bones, etc
The risk of permanent damage either physically or mentally
Can I get uuuuhhhhh "loses a sense either temporarily or permanently depending on the severity of the overuse"?
Stopping their heart (cue the team scrambling to drag their dumbass friend back from death)
THERE'S SO MUCH YOU CAN DO AND I SO RARELY SEE IT.
Can't forget classics such as:
Bouncing back of said magic (burns from fire magic, electric scars from shooting lightning, ice burns from oce magic, etc)
Classic nosebleed
Magic risking to take over (involuntary bursts of magic, magic taking over and corrupting parts of their body, etc)
My first attempt at oil painting :)
ARTHUR ROLLING HIS EYES AND THREW THE STICK. "I sure as hell won't get distracted like you, MERlin." Standing up, he went to go off and get some firewood. Venturing out himself was strange enough. As he walked, he gathered some good sticks and branches to over the kindling. It took him maybe fifteen minutes to come back with an arm full and drop it near where the fire was going to be made.
Merlin rolled his eyes as Arthur walked off, resisting every urge in him to make his pants fall down with magic. It would be hilarious. It would just serve to upset the prince even further. Instead, he goes about getting camp set up, pitching a tent and laying out their bedrolls. When Arthur returns, he raises an eyebrow and, smugly, says, "Now, was that so hard?"
there is a really dumb joke/reference in a tag for this blog that no one has ever asked me about/mentioned so if u've ever seen the joke and gotten it i love u
“Merlin.” She sighs, grabbing hold of his other arm to steady him. “Yes, I do, but clearly you’re not in the right head space for them today. We both work for Arthur, so I doubt it’ll be much of a problem.”
"I don't want you to get in trouble," he says, because he doesn't. He knows how Arthur can be on his bad days, and it's already shaping up to be a... troublesome day for the prince. "Also, tell me when it's safe to look."
first dance c: (it's their wedding day)