Wdym Untitled?

Grew up a nerd, evolved into a romance slut AET

[survivingoffpoetry]

I may live the rest of my life not knowing, but this song will haunt me forever if I don’t at least try. I heard this song in a charity shop and loved it, but was too scared to ask what it was called (something I now regret). This clip I took is terrible and completely unhelpful due to voices and beeping noises that override it. If anyone knows, or even thinks they know what the song is from this shitty little 6 second clip then I could be eternally grateful. I understand that it is very difficult but I need to know that I have at least tried!

[theroundbartable]

Merlin: *beaming* I could kiss you

Arthur: *stumbling over Chair, running into walls, nearly breaking his neck* y-yeah, haha. * leaning against the nearest wall like a loser.* You could

Merlin:

[koffeinkaos]

I am just a girl of course i love hurt/comfort

I want Merlin to be kidnapped. Everybody and their grandmother tries to look for Merlin, at first it was the knights and Arthur but the more time passes the more people volunteer to help. Arthur is a wreck he cries three times a day and talks with noone except to bark orders and listen to search reports. When he's not actively out looking for Merlin but has to do the bare minimum of his job to keep Camelot somewhat functioning he is always in front of the window looking down in the courtyard, hoping Merlin would just appear.

This goes on for three weeks and by the end of that everyone is convinced Merlin is dead. Leon tried to tell Arthur, all his closest friends did, but the king refuses to listen. He flees from these conversations and hides on the battlements, once more on the lookout. But his thoughts slowly crawl in the same direction as he loses hope. Just when the first wave of grief hit him he catches sight of a brown jacket just like the one Merlin had.

Leon down in the courtyard had seen it too and couldn't believe his eyes as Merlin limped towards the steps. Immediately he gave the order to inform the king but before the man could turn around Arthur ran past them and towards his servant and he hugs the shit out of that man and half carries him to Gaius.

Gaius declares that he needs rest but is okay otherwise and Arthur asks if Merlin could rest in his chambers so he could keep an eye on him and the physician agrees. Arthur hurries them back to his rooms, Merlin is struggling to keep up and is insulting his king as usual. But when they reach the door Arthur shoves him in and his lips are on Merlins before the door is even closed. After a second of confusion they both relax into the kiss and Arthur starts to cry as he realizes that Merlin is safe in his arms and that he almost missed the chance to ever confess his feelings or to see that smile directed at him again.

And then they have the most satisfying gay sex in the history of satisfying gay sex ever

I will write this one day but if you have found a gem like this on ao3 i am begging you to let me know

[survivingoffpoetry]

I, Carrion (Icarian) by Hozier makes me feel things I didn’t know were still alive anymore

[survivingoffpoetry]

Anyone else think that they go through different stages of life collecting friends but realising that they’ll never last when you leave but every time deluding yourself into thinking they do so it crushes you every time?

No, just me?

[onceandfuturelesbian]

[pre-magic reveal]

arthur: i feel like doing something dangerous.

merlin: i’m dangerous, do me.

arthur: merlin, you couldn’t be dangerous if you tried.

merlin, walking away: hm, that’s too bad.

arthur, Realizing Things™️ running after him: WAIT!!

[swords-andstones]

Arthur, or what little Merlin can still remember of him

[gwainesbarbrawl]

Just rip my heart out of my chest wont you

[justaz]

merlin falling to his knees after sending arthur out onto the lake and then just. staying there. he was planning on staying until his body gave out from dehydration but he just...never died. he kept waking up to the same sight of the lake, the day around him a bit different. yet he never moved. he remained on the shore of that lake as nature began to claim him, growing over his body as if he were just a stone on the ground. merlin never moves. he is arthur's servant. he'd follow arthur everywhere. if he couldn't...well then, he'll wait right outside. he'll wait right here. he'll wait for arthur.

[anderperryuri]

some parallels throughout the film :(

[riceandcurry3]

each time, someone's either missing, the colour tones are colder/darker or both

[star-laboratory]

and just like that, they moved to winter. they moved to the coldness, the loneliness, the grief. everything is grayer.

[thememedaddy]

[zymogenn]

i lied. put your clothes back on. we're going to watch dead poets society while i psychoanalyse every character and express my thoughts after every scene cut.

[m3rthur]

arthur "babe what's wrong?" pendragon

[left-handed-spaghetti]

I saw this painting “Christmas Eve at the Grave, Otto Hesselbom,” and all I could think about was Todd and Neil…

[litsnaps]

[neerbear]

“I love this!” “What, me?”

First drawing using an iPad! I’m still getting used to using an apple product, so it’s kinda meh

[wettpolly-onlyfnss]

it's just me and my gay fanfics against the world

[the-medieval-husbands]

Arthur has absolutely accidentally kissed merlin as he walked away without thinking about it. Just...

Arthur: I have to talk to my father. Merlin, I want my armour spotless by the time I return.

Merlin: Yes sire.

Arthur: Try that with a little less sarcasm Merlin. *gives him a small peck goodbye* I'll be back shortly.

Arthur walks out of the room. Gwain, Leon and Lance all stare at him in disbelief.

Merlin: Did he just....

Gwain: Merlin! Why didn't you tell us that you and the princess were together!

Merlin: Shut up Gwain!

*Later*

Arthur: Merlin! Is my Armour done yet!?

Merlin: If it's not are you going to kiss me again?

Arthur: Again? I didn't kiss you? Oh my god I kissed you.... I kissed you infront of Gwain!!!!!!

Merlin: Yup. Good job cabbage head. You get to explain that one.