#merlinyeidiot

[casualtyof-akings-fear-blog]

@merlin-yeidiot (thought maybe you reblogged the starter call cause your Merlin is a side blog? So I wrote a starter lol)

Morgana stood on one of the terraces of the castle, looking out on the kingdom. She’d been awake for a few hours, thanks to a nightmare. Eventually she’d began to feel confined in her room. So she had decided to go out and watch the sunrise. She turned around quickly when she heard someone behind her. She sighed in relief to see that it was Merlin. “Merlin. Good morning,” she said with a light smile.

[miladys-servant-gwen]

Merlin looked at Gwen's body, surrounded by beautiful flowers in the small boat. He swallowed, unable to cry, though he wanted to badly. He had lost too many; Gwaine, Arthur, Gaius, his mother, and now Gwen. He closed his eyes. "Goodbye" he whispered

My muse is dead. Tell me how yours is dealing with it.

((Ooh, ouch. Okay, that was short but painful. Poor Merlin. I honestly didn’t expect to have anyone send that meme, so this took me by surprise. Oh man, right in the feels.))

[miladys-servant-gwen]

(The anon Merlin's are me- Merlin-yeidiot, I'm not able to send asks with my rp blog and I don't like it showing up as my main blog, I'm really sorry for the confusion) "I never meant to hurt you!"

((Somehow I knew they were. I mean, I assumed they were. It’s all right.))

“It’s all right, Merlin, I know you didn’t,” Gwen said, trying to calm her friend, though the burn on her arm was making it a bit tough to think past the pain. He’d redirected an attack that had grazed her. “You couldn’t have know where that fireball would go.”

[hairxfsilver]

                                       Off to Ealdor - @merlin-yeidiot

It was the start of a bright new day, Camelot was thriving as ever and the King back into full health. Evangeline took hold of the mare that was given to her, she took the reins, stroking its muzzle. Arthur was already on his stallion, “You ready to go my lady?” Arthur asked, Evangeline looked up toward Arthur and gave a nod of her head. “Yes” She replied simply before mounting onto her equine. Her hair was in a new type of braid, her skin had a pink flush to her cheeks and there was excitement in her blue eyes. The maid of Evangeline gave Merlin his horse, “She’s very pretty” The maid stated “Look after her Merlin, she’s a dear friend.” The hand maiden walked back to the castle. Evangeline rode up toward Merlin, “I would hurry on your horse before Arthur gets mad” 

[hairxfsilver]

@merlin-yeidiot

“You have a very pretty face” 

[fenagain-archived]

starter for @merlin-yeidiot || Fen could feel her heart thudding in her chest. This was a terrible idea. A horrible, awful, terrible idea that could land in her in a h u g e amount of trouble. If things did go wrong, though, hopefully she could fake - or run - her way out of it. She WAS breaking into the physician's chamber, after all, not the king's or anyone like that. She tried to convince herself that everything would end up fine as she quietly moved toward the door, using magic to open it and slip in side. As quietly as possible, she started placing things in her satchel.

[camelotsprincearthur-blog]

This was the first public execution Arthur would not be attending. Against his father’s wishes, of course, but he simply said he wasn’t feeling well and refused to leave his chambers. 

Arthur had never been against the executions, not really. He believed in the laws of Camelot, he believed in his father and if Uther said magic was bad then it had to be. Arthur never really questioned it.

Until now.

The executions had become more frequent and there was something inherently wrong with executing so many citizens of the kingdom, more so in making a public spectacle of it.

Needless to say, these thoughts, these doubts, they never left Arthur’s mind. He’d never spoken them aloud, much less to anyone in particular.

“Merlin, close the window, will you?” Not only did he not want to witness the execution but he didn’t want to hear the gasps or the cheers of the citizens of Camelot.

“Now, Merlin.”