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an acorn to an oak

merlin wip relay fic, run by @merlin-fic-server and based on the idea from @excaliburstark

Rating: Gen

Archive Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Category: Other

Relationships: Elyan/Merlin

Characters: Elyan, Merlin, Gwen, Lancelot

Additional Tags: Other Additional Tags to Be Added, when i've figured out who tf is going to be in this fic and what relationships, Yearning, How is that not a tag, Needles, detailed description of tattooing, seeing as it is, Alternate Universe - Tattoo Parlor, Tattoos, the intimacy of being a tattoo artist and having a hot client, POV Elyan, Hurt Merlin, because they're getting tattooed, that shit hurts i should know, not this fic finally prodding me to get a tattoo myself after three years, First Meetings, elyan is a cynic, and honestly good for him, tattoo artist elyan, piercer gwen, tattoo artist lancelot, Painter Lancelot, he's back fight me, They/Them Merlin, yes i wanted to post this as a completed work but life happened so it's chapter by chapter, apologies in advance, it has been four months i don't remember how to tag, They're both awkward, Trans Elyan, she/they gwen, Getting Together, merlin gets a tattoo from elyan that is essentially it, with pining and dancing around and stuff

Words: 2715

Chapters: 1/6

Summary: Elyan Smith, co-owner of tattoo and piercing studio The Forge with his sister, Gwen, is growing tired of the monotony small and trendy tattoo designs brings. So when Merlin walks in with a blank ribcage and a fresh idea, Elyan is more than happy to comply with their request. But he quickly realises that he is perhaps pouring his heart into something other than just the tattoo itself...

Opening:

Elyan didn’t believe in fairytales. He didn’t believe in grand and sudden love, or the type of romance that would sweep him off his feet, nor did he believe that there was only one person for everyone. He didn’t believe in destiny or fate bringing two people together across time and space to meet one another and build a fantastic life together. What he did believe in, however, was incredibly hot people.

Incredibly hot people like the one who had just walked into his tattoo parlour.

The rain from the morning had faded to puddles on the pavement and had been replaced with an unforgiving wind that bit at Elyan’s exposed ankles when the door was opened. Elyan, in the middle of eating a cheese sandwich and trying not to get crumbs on his copy of Much Ado About Nothing, didn’t look up until the door had closed again. At the soft sound, he raised his head and was met with a tall figure lingering awkwardly on the mat.

Their cheeks were dusted with a diluted red from the cold, mouth buried in a large tartan scarf, and their thick black hair was spotted with raindrops from the beginnings of a fresh shower. ‘Hi, I, uh—I was wondering if there were any available tattoo appointments?’

read on ao3

#merelyan #merlin #elyan #tattoo artist elyan #painter lancelot #i will finish this it is all planned out #there just be deadlines approaching #but hey one benefit of being tired is at least the chapters are short :DD #bbc merlin #merlin fanfic #lit writes

nope i've just read a verse and now i'm thinking about painter lancelot again

You held the brush and sketched every stroke

to guide the focus towards you. Hand

hovering over the water, would you dilute

the colour? My skin the canvas, you stand,

back to the moon, manipulating sweet smoke.

#there is also a line referencing forget-me-nots so this is what i mean about having a brand and sticking to it #four years on -- nearly five -- and the images are still going strong #your monogram the lasting legacy imprinted/on my eyelids the clouds to my sunset sky;/my vision is restricted by your delicate hands./#Throwing a palette of colour upon fragile eyes/my peripheral vision will always be azure-tinted.#and would you look at that apparently shelley isn't the only one who likes azure because so did 17yo me it seems #that's right watch me make links to merlin in my old poetry #i will probably shut up #i just #PAINTER LANCELOT #also this tag has popped up and i'm not sure where i used it but i'm whacking it here because...well because #lancelot paints and gwaine...poets #lit talks #lancelot #merlin #mercelot #bbc merlin #edit: i can't count it's three years

'Of course I can draw Merlin's face from memory. I can do the same with yours, too. I've traced them so many times with my fingers that the charcoal just works as an extension of my hand.' A small line appeared between Lancelot’s eyebrows as concern commanded his words. 'Are you crying?'

Gwaine flicked away a very definite tear. 'No. Of course I'm not crying at the fact that you said you can draw me and Merlin from memory, thus showing how deeply ingrained we both are in your heart, why on earth would that make me start crying?'

apparently i'm a sucker for soft gwaine

#my theory is that he can only keep all emotions down for so long #and when he's in a loving relationship with two other people who constantly express their love from him he just falls apart a little #in a good way though #gwaine #lancelot #merlin #merwaincelot #painter lancelot #my fic #bbc merlin

Lancelot had slices of a sunset flecked across his wrists, the sleeves of his jumper having been pushed up to his elbows, and he was trying his best not to transfer the paint to anywhere that it shouldn’t be.

painter lancelot is back baby