#merthur feels

[happypeachsludgeflower]

anyone else want an immortal merthur reveal fic where Merlin gets stabbed during a battle and literally just pulls the sword out and heals back up in front of all the knights?? Because I definitely do.

[merginpishi]

Because you are all my reasons 🌠

Merthur

[hoarder-of-dragons]

Arthur:.....And also, stop looking down on yourself. I am the only one who is supposed to that and me trying to cheer you up is ruining the dynamics between us.

Merlin, smiling: Was that supposed to be a motivational speech to cheer me up. Cause that was absolutely rubbish

Arthur: But it did cheer you up so it must count for something.

[merlnofcamelot]

oh no, second fluffy sketch of the day.. ✨

[earlgreyinpajamas]

merthur fic recs: magic reveal pt 5

1. Death Won't Stop Me Annoying You by thenerdyindividual (@thenerdyindividual)

Merlin takes the brunt of a curse meant for Arthur, and disappears. Arthur is convinced he's lost his best friend for good, only for Merlin to walk into his chambers the next morning. Merlin swears up and down that he isn't a ghost, and he isn't dead, but that doesn't explain why Arthur's hand goes right through him.

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i adore the sleeping beauty vibes in this fic and the resolution is just perfect.

2. Across a Dream by thenerdyindividual (@thenerdyindividual)

Arthur repeals the ban on magic almost as soon as he becomes king, but things don't really change for Merlin. He knows that if Arthur ever found out about the lies, he'd never be forgiven. So he keeps his magic hidden just like he did before. Then to mark the one year anniversary of the repeal, Arthur hosts a ball. Merlin decides to disguise himself, and go to the ball as Emrys to keep an eye out for his friend. The idea is only partly motivated by jealousy.

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i adore the cinderella elements in this fic so much you don’t understand. i love how this author managed to take elements of the fairy tale and make it her own and fit it into the rules of merlin’s world.

3. No Harm Will Come to You Here by fancyh (@fancyhwrites)

"That was magic," Arthur accuses.

"Oh." Merlin just nods, looking unperturbed.

Arthur fights to keep his expression calm, mind racing and heart pounding. "Sorcery is outlawed in Camelot. On pain of death."

Merlin splutters, finally fixing Arthur with an affronted glare. "It's not like I meant to do it!"

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Merlin gets hit with a spell meant for Arthur and loses his memory. Revelations ensue. Set sometime after 5x02.

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they are so soft in this fic i love themmmmmm

[tinycozycorner]

Could someone recommend good merthur fics, where everything’s the same, but in the end Arthur survives and learns to live with knowledge that Merlin has Magic, remembers the bits and pieces from the past that he used to ignore, etc.? Preferably happy end for Merthur 😁

You will surely make my day with any nice rec✌️

P.S.: fics, where Arthur realizes that Merlin has magic in some other way during a show are also very welcome ☺️

[dollopbed]

Arthur wriggles in his bedroll, trying to find a comfortable position atop the musty forest floor

He and his men are right outside Essetir, trying to do something noble and just, all in the name of Camelot and her people (or at least that's how Arthur put it)

They rest around the fire: the Prince, his knights, and his servant.

Sleep overtakes the Crown Prince, and with it comes the nightmares: screams of people Arthur should have, could have, saved. Blood, bruises and darkness. Always darkness.

He bolts upright, shaking. His eyes dart around till he realises that he's not in Camelot tonight.

The dry leaves beneath him crunch as he moves to sit on top of the log he was previously using as a headrest.

He draws his legs up and hugs his knees, head resting atop his forearms.

Over the years, Arthur has mastered the art of hiding his pain - he just needs to take a few more breaths and everything will be fine.

It had to be fine.

He stiffens at the presence that has appeared beside him.

"Water, sire?" Merlin asks softly.

His voice is gentle and quiet and so real. Arthur feels himself falling back into his own skin, grounded to the boy next to him.

"Thank you," It comes out hoarse and barely audible, but Merlin simply passes the waterskin.

Arthur takes a gulp and sets it down. That's when he notices the fraying edges of the container and its lack of Camelot's nobility seal.

Merlin has shifted closer to Arthur, their limbs brushing against each other. He notices Arthur's quizzical gaze at the waterskin:

"Your's is tied up," he reasoned, beckoning to the tree where the Knight's food and supplies hang.

"I'm not venturing into the woods just so his royal pratness has something to wet his lips"

He leans into Arthur to push his shoulder, hoping it would illicit a teasing smile and a retort from the prince.

Arthur doesn't push back, as he normally would. His gaze is narrow and focused on Merlin, making him gulp and look away.

Just earlier that day, Merlin had been complaining about how far they would have to travel to get more water (the ponds and streams were few and far between).

"Don't expect me to share this with any of you," Merlin had said, clutching his waterskin to his chest.

"As if I'd ever drink a servant's water" Arthur had scoffed back. It seemed like a lifetime ago.

"How come you didn't hang your's up?" Arthur asks, gesturing to the waterskin between them.

"I am but a lowly servant, sire" Merlin begins, a small smile playing on his lips. "There isn't enough space for my belongings," Merlin explains as if it was common knowledge.

"There is always space for you, Merlin" Arthur says, the intensity causing a deep blush to form around Merlin's neck.

"And I didn't mean it," Arthur looks away because he is too ashamed to face his manservant,

"..what I'd said earlier about drinking your water"

"I know, Arthur"

"Come, we'll tie yours up"

"Wh-?"

Arthur's already getting up, not even bothering to put on his boots. "Bring one of those giant scarves you have, Gods know you don't have any real use for them anyway"

Merlin gasps a fake-gasp. "I'll have you know sire, that those scarves have served me almost as well as I've served you"

"Hence my point about them being useless"

They place Merlin's waterskin in his cloth. Arthur stares suspiciously at Merlin.

The boy is a picture of innocence.

"Merlin. We all know those dates you've been eating aren't appearing out of nowhere"

The aforementioned boy sheepishly empties his jacket pockets and retrieved with 3 wrinkled dates. He gently places them in the centre of the laid-out scarf.

"A treat from Gaius," he tries to explain. "He knows how horrible you all treat me, and wants me to be properly nourished" he states matter-of-factly.

"Indeed," Arthur replies, using the same deadpan tone.

He reaches into the back pocket of his trousers, pulling out 3 dates of his own "He gives them to me too"

Merlin gapes as Arthur grins cheekily and tosses the dates into the scarf, as if they were two friends sharing a private joke. He gathered the corners of the scarf and ties it on an overhanging branch.

Merlin takes in everything about this Arthur, his Arthur, so relaxed and carefree for a moment in the cold forest.

[marsbarsmakemecry]

Right I am really craving (idk if that’s the right word) some good merthur fics but cannot find ANY that are really taking my fancy so can people pleaaaseeee send me some recommendations as it’s getting desperate,

No huge amounts of smut please and fluff preferred but angst is fine as long as the ending is happy because it has almost been ten years and I am STILL NOT OVER THAT ENDING WHY WERE THEY SO CRUEL

Anyways no one will probably see this but thanks anyways