#arthur is back

[cyikemen]

🎁Surprise!😲

Arthur's Sequel is coming soon!🎉🎉👏👏

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[i-swear-to-merlin]

Part 2 of 4 Of my shitty merthur comic :D

Ok, but honestly I feel like "they can't even have babies" and "is it even allowed" would actually be in his first thoughts. Because of his background.

Merlin needs a kiss....

Hurry up Arthur!

next part coming soon

[violetallnight]

[cumbercookiebatchs]

Once back, Arthur can't stop listening to Merlin's stories about their time back in Camelot. Up to now, his favorite one is the story of their first meeting.

......

"Tell me more, Merlin"

Arthur shifts.

Navigating through the sea of sheets and pillows separating them, he comes to rest with an huff, his movements slow and drowsy.

Merlin turns to face him.

He pillows his cheek on the palm of his hand. Then smiles at the sight before him.

Arthur's bleary eyes are a little unfocused. Merlin watches as the former king smiles back softly.

"Please, Merlin"

Merlin sighs happily, then whispers his answer.

"It's almost dawn, my liege. Maybe you should get some sleep. In the morning, I'll tell you anything you want. I promise"

Arthur blinks.

Merlin rests his other palm on Arthur's cheek, thumbing ever so softly at the skin right under one of his tired eyes.

Arthur shifts again.

Draping an arm over Merlin, he touches his forehead to the brunette's one.

His request is a soft murmur in the silence of the night.

"Will you tell me about our first encounter?"

"Again?"

Arthur just rubs at Merlin's cold nose with his own, puffing a little, and Merlin just can't stop another smile from blooming on his face.

His eyes close against his will.

Arthur's smell is everywhere in the room, filling his nose and his mind.

It's a smell that speaks of home, of tales of knights, and kings, and brave men, urging Merlin to just talk, talk, talk.

But he's tired.

So, he moves closer to his king, cuddling in his neck.

"In the morning, my King. In the morning, I'll tell you anything you want."

"Promise?"

"Promise"

[ma-rston]

Warthur.... we had a good run at bein bad.....

ride off into the sunset my funky little bandit

[bromancemaniac]

😍😍😍 I'm sure Merlin wouldn't mind 😜😅 #SerialKillersBoyfriends (x)

[bromancemaniac]

bradleyjames: Massive thanks to my mate Lawrence @lionfitlondon who beat me up repeatedly to get me ready for Underworld: Blood Wars. (Photo taken in one of the rare moments I wasn’t either on the floor or crying)

Look at that smile! 😍 Our king is back!

[through-dreams-i-wander-blog]

Arthur bursts into his apartment, sopping wet, wild eyed. "Wylie."

The other point grins. "Arthur. You took your time on that one."

"Wylie, you son of a bitch, you don't send men on a real-life scavenger hunt like that."

"I don't see the problem, Arthur, it's nothing they didn't make you do in the military."

"We were dreaming in the military."

"So you had to dive to the bottom of a pond-"

"after chasing clues all over the damn city."

"-yes, those. So what? What did you learn?"

Arthur glares, but he takes a deep breath. "Don't trust people."

Wylie nods. "And?"

Arthur sighs, rolling his eyes, as if searching the ceiling for clues. "You're not always dreaming."

"Good," Wylie sits back, beaming. "And you found it?"

"Yeah." A USB, sealing in a waterproof bubble. "How did you even find this? I thought they-"

"Pointman, Arthur. You know how it works."

"Always keep tabs on your colleagues."

"Exactly." Wylie's smile dies. "Arthur. I've got to disappear again. Take care." He looks up at the other pointman. "Don't let it eat you."

"I'll try, Wy."

"Do better than try."

"If you quote Yoda I swear to god-"

Wylie throws up his palms, the smile tugging at his lips. "Guilty. And next time, take your phone with you."

"You woke me up in the middle of the night."

"Like that's ever a good excuse. Call your friends, they seemed worried when I talk to them."

Arthur blanches. "You-"

"Of course."

"Did you tell them I was dead again?" Arthur scrambles to find his phone. "Dammit, Wylie."

But the other man is at the door, and he smiling that sad smile that he gets every time he leaves. "There was another lesson, Arthur. But you'll find that one out for yourself. Later. Goodbye."

Arthur doesn't notice, because he's dialing through his voicemail, hoping those death threats don't come through later.