Justalildreamcatcher

always fun when menschen mir folgen als ob mein letzter post/reblog nicht literally 2 jahre her ist 🫵🏻😩 sorry to disappoint omg und mein letztes artwork war 2021...

anyway i got something cooking for you:

inside me are two wolves fighting; one wants to make skinny scrawny, the other wants to make him beefy

My first Merlin fan art 😭 Please be friendly 🫶

when she says she doesn’t send nudes

Singing_Merlin

High resolution on my DA Profile

*I drew it on my way back from Milan, sorry for the low quality*

Concept:

Arthur and his knights and Merlin wake up on an island without knowing how they got there.

The only hint they have is a parchment with a name on it. They have to find that person to get out.

Arthur has to find a guy names Emrys.

Gwaine has to find Dragoon.

Percival the last Dragonlord.

Elyan the king of the druids.

Lancelot has to find the god of magic.

Leon has to find the Dolma.

Etc. Etc .

And Merlin?

Merlin has two tasks: one side says: find Merlin. The other says: run.

Edit: you're welcome :) It's a little bit crack, because I decided to have some fun with the concept. You're welcome. It's a One Shot.

This goes out to: @onceandgayking @unknownthebook @achillesuwu @briefpoetrycollective @captain-sirius-stark

To anyone who wants to use the idea in a more serious way, or any way at all, you are absolutely welcome to do so!!!!

Me when I pine all my days to travel home and see the dawn of my return

November

Once again, I feel the November coming.

I feel it’s cold grasp,

slowly trying to crawl under my skin,

spreading through my body like a sly disease.

At first, I did not even notice the changes.

The way my grin became more of a light smile,

The way my reflection always looks tired,

The way I crave the poets words,

just to feel someone else’s melancholy.

But than it hit me.

My body feels empty,

My soul is numb and lost,

My mind yearns for hibernation,

just to find rest and peace.

November hurts.

November leaves you feeling more alone than ever.

November is the month of the poets and the Sorrowed.

November is where I belong.

Discord servers are outside of my natural habitat so I'm never sure of what to do when I'm in one

I have worked so long. So long. On this.