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If I Throw Away my Fear and Pride to Set Things Right Chapter 2 WIP!!!

A BBC Merlin fanfic

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Merlin has gotten his angst so now Arthur has to suffer with guilt and childhood trauma :)

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“That’s- that’s not the point here! You’re my knights! You just admitted all of you were planning on committing treason!” The golden-haired prince responds, long buried anxieties swirling up and out his throat in a clumsy spout of words.

“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 Gwiane 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 in attempt to protect the softened parts of himself leaking out.

“I don’t know”

He repeats, begging them to understand all the things that he has been taught not to say

[merthur-she-wrote]

Prompt:

King Arthur and his knights have heard rumours of Emrys, a god the Druids worshipped. Emrys was said to be kind, merciful, generous, and powerful. Arthur refused to follow any gods of the old religion, but he secretly admitted to himself that if he did, he would choose the god that protected the people out of genuine love and compassion, not those other gods that needed all sorts of sacrifices and tithes to buy their favour.

But while out on a patrol or something, he meets a group of druids worshipping in some sort of magical and sacred clearing in the forest, when Morgana and her own entourage ambushes them from behind. Knowing they’re outnumbered and outmatched, and that even the druids, children and all, would fall to Morgana’s cruelty, Arthur prays to Emrys, begging to be saved, promising anything, everything.

And Merlin saves them.

The druids tell Arthur that Merlin is Emrys, but Arthur doesn’t understand. He blames himself, thinking that by his prayer, his offer, he accidentally sold Merlin for their safety. He thinks Emrys has taken Merlin to be his vessel, possessing him.

And he wants his friend back.

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hi do you know any good merlin whump fics? maybe where arthur feels a lot of guilt or he causes merlins pain somehow? it's ok if no thank you

sacrifices (freely given; intolerable) by queerofthedagger (@queerofthedagger)

Well, the thing is that Arthur does not want to die. He wants countless nights like this, Merlin’s steady breathing solace against his side. He wants to find out if Merlin would let him tilt his head up, what he would taste like, beneath Arthur’s lips and his tongue and all the raving hunger. He wants the sun-soaked mornings and Merlin’s cold hands reaching for him, and he wants to never again see the red of Merlin’s blood well to the surface.

The thing is that, more than anything, he wants Merlin to be safe. Unfortunately, the reality of Arthur’s life has always been that the people he loves are safer the further they are away from him.

The Questing Beast injures Merlin, not Arthur. This changes nothing, and it changes just about everything.

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the pain111!11!11!

2. stained with the colour of roses by TheCourtSorcerer (@thecourtsorcerer)

Slowly, he looked down. Arthur followed his gaze and inhaled sharply. Deep red spread out across Merlin’s blue tunic under one of his hands, wet and seeping onto his fingers. Blood. Arthur’s heart faltered as panic surged through him.

“You’re bleeding,” he breathed.

“I…suppose I am,” Merlin muttered in reply, his voice eerily calm. “Huh. My stitches tore.”

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merlin here is injured over his protect arthur in secret business, which i think indirectly fulfills the arthur is the cause part of your request ++worried and panicky arthur for bonus

3. just a bump by TheCourtSorcerer (@thecourtsorcerer)

Blood gathered at his hairline, on his forehead. It was foreboding. Never a good sign. Arthur held his breath, the knowledge of his men watching as the only thing that held him together. He wouldn’t lose it in front of them.

He wouldn’t kill their hope by showing his own fear.

Or

Merlin gets injured when bandits attack and Arthur worries.

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or arthur thinking that everything is his fault bc his beloved is injured