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Next time rotate them like a rotisserie chicken
Ooh, that's a good idea! Hear me out though: rotating them on one of those gas station hot dog warmers. I'm talking one of these bad boys:
I might do either one if I have the time!
I still need someone to take photoshop away from me before I create more monstrosities like this.
BONUS:
Arthur in Avalon be like:
Reheating for 1500 years and he's still not done cooking. Damn. đ
Hello everyone! I'm back with another Merlin au! I hope you all enjoy! :D
In this AU, Merlin is born much, much later than in canon, such that Arthur is already in his late thirties and has been on the throne for over a decade by the time Merlin arrives in Camelot.
In this world, Uther had been assassinated by Morgause, leading to Arthur taking the throne and, at first, continuing the purge as a means to avenge his father. However, after some kind druids help him in finding Morgause after getting lost in the woods during a search party for the witch, Arthur slowly starts to soften his heart towards the druids, allowing them to live undisturbed on Camelot's lands. After all, they kept to themselves and offered assistance whenever a curse befell the land.
After a few years of peace with the druids, some of the druid elders travelled to the city itself, something they had never done before, and requested an audience with Arthur, claiming to have important information regarding a prophecy and Camelot's future. Trusting their word and curious about this prophecy, Arthur welcomes them into the castle and hears what they have to say.
And what they had to say was earth-shattering information for Arthur. They spoke of a prophecy as old as the Old Religion itself, how a king would be born to unite the warring land of Albion and restore peace, bringing the land into a gold age as the gods intended it. They spoke of how this Once and Future King would have a counterpart, the other half of his soul who would complete him and make him the glorious king that he was destined to be.
They told Arthur of Emrys, all-powerful magic made into the form of a man, the son of the Triple Goddess sent to the mortal plane to complete the Once and Future and guide him towards his destiny.
And just like that, Arthur's whole life changed.
The thing you have to understand about this Arthur is that he is very lonely. He has friends, people he trusts, but he's never been able to have a friend that sees Arthur instead of the prince or king. But the prophecy, according to the druids, says that Emrys would see beyond his titles and have a connection to Arthur, not the king. That Emrys would complete him in a way that he'd never fully comprehend.
They also describe Emrys's godly abilities, far beyond anything a mortal sorcerer could ever hope to achieve. He could command the elements of nature, the powers of all the world arose at his call, and time itself bowed to his command.
(And this all sounded very appealing to a repressed Arthur. Soon, Arthur's pleasant dreams started to feature a powerful cloaked figure bringing Arthur to heel, just as he had brought all the powers of magic under his control.)
So, Arthur eagerly awaits Emrys for years, waiting for the day that he meets his other half of the coin and the golden age can finally begin.
The druids, some of whom now stayed permanently in the castle to help Arthur with matters concerning magic until Emrys arrived to take over that role, told Arthur that they could sense when Emrys was nearby, and that they would alert him if they felt Emrys's presence in Camelot.
So, Arthur waits, and waits, and waits, never once giving up hope of meeting his destined other half.
He waits, until one day, the druid elders calmly announce at court that the day has come. Emrys had arrived at the gates of Camelot.
And Arthur's heart nearly leapt out of his chest with excitement. He was here! At long last, his life would be complete and he would become the great king his people deserved!
Arthur rushed to call for the entire court to assemble in the courtyard, ready to welcome Emrys with fanfare, and he sent word to the servants and cooks to prepare a celebratory feast as soon as they could. He needed to make a good first impression on his "other half of the coin" after all!
Arthur, not for the first time, wondered what Emrys would look like when he arrived. The druids didn't have a physical description for him, since his unimaginable powers gave him the ability to change his appearance at will. Perhaps he would look like a druid himself, or would he take on a more noble appearance, befitting of his status? Would he teleport himself into the courtyard with flair, or perhaps he would ride in on the back of a magic beast, like a dragon or unicorn!
Between all of the rush to prepare the castle for Emrys's grand arrival, Arthur forgot all about a skinny peasant boy accidentally bumping into him. The boy had apologized and asked politely where he could find Gaius's chambers. Arthur had looked at him oddly, since that was a rather large breach of decorum to ask the king such a trivial question, but Arthur simply brushed it off and pointed the young man in the right direction.
Finally, after everything was prepared, Arthur stood outside on the steps of the castle with his entire court behind him, straining his eyes at the gate for any sign of movement.
And he waited, and waited, and waited. But there was still no powerful warlock coming through the gates.
Finally, he turned to the druid elder next to him and asked, "Where is he? I thought you said he was in the city!"
The druid responded patiently, "He is, my lord. He might be in a disguise though, as to avoid attention. It is known that Lord Emrys is rather humble."
Arthur grumbled about prophesized warlocks never arriving on time and dismissed his court to attend the feast, hoping that perhaps Emrys would make himself known there, in a less public space.
The feast in its own right was a splendid time, with fresh food, fine wine, and even an famous songstress brought in for entertainment. However, as the night went on and the chair to Arthur's right remained empty, his mood soured. Emrys was supposed to be here, by his side, so where was he?!
Arthur was so caught up in his thoughts that he almost missed the moment when the singer's voice became threatening, her song became sinister, and an unnatural stillness came over everyone in attendance.
Arthur watched with barely-open eyes as the sorceress unsheathed a dagger and took aim and his chest, a vengeful smile on her face.
He could barely breathe as the dagger flew, his death drawing closer and closer until...
Until the blade stopped in mid-air, frozen by magic. Arthur's breath hitched. Could it be?
Arthur felt himself be pulled out of his chair, and the dagger hit the back of it, right where his chest had been moments before. The sorceress turned to where Arthur and his savior had landed with a furious expression, but before she could even take a step towards them, the chain holding the chandelier above her, which had never shown any signs of rust or damage, snapped, landing directly on top of the witch with a loud crash.
With the witch now dead, her spell was lifted, and Arthur scrambled to his feet the second that his limbs no longer felt like they were made out of solid lead. With his heart hammering in his chest, he turned around to face the sorcerer who had stopped time itself to save him.
This was Emrys, right behind him, and all of a sudden, Arthur wasn't quite sure what to expect.
Arthur turned and gazed down at the man still sprawled out on the floor, his arm outstretched to where the chandelier had been hanging. His eyes flickered wildly over his form, unsure of what details to take in first.
When his mind was finally calm enough to catch up to what his eyes were seeing, his thoughts came to a screeching halt. Because this man was certainly Emrys, and he had certainly been in the castle today. Arthur had seen him after all.
He was the peasant boy, from before. He had indeed snuck into the castle under a disguise to avoid suspicion, and had tested Arthur's heart, just as the druids said that he would. Any other king would have ignored a peasant asking for directions, or would even had them punished for such disrespect towards royalty. But Arthur had stopped to help him, and he must have passed Emrys's test, because he had saved Arthur from the witch's dagger with his own two hands.
Arthur's didn't know how much time passed as he and Emrys looked at each other, both of them staring with wide eyes.
Finally, after what felt like hours of silence, Emrys climbed to his feet and looked around the room with wide eyes, taking in the shocked and awed stares of everyone in the court.
Looking back at everyone with matching shock, Emrys stuttered out "I'll, uh, be going now. I, um, hope you all enjoy the rest of your feast," and ran off before Arthur's mind could come up with some kind of response, weaving in between shocked lords and bowing druids.
After Emrys had left the room, all eyes turned to Arthur, who took a moment to calm his breathing and his racing thoughts.
"It seems that Emrys has truly arrived in Camelot at last! Since this feast was interrupted, let's postpone the festivities to tomorrow, when Emrys can truly be in attendance."
That seemed to bring the court back to reality, and they slowly began to make their way out of the feasting hall, moving slowly so that everyone could talk amongst one another about Emrys's sudden appearance.
As soon as the last of the courtiers had left the hall, Arthur sprinted out of the room, running to his own chambers as fast as his feet would carry him. He only stopped briefly to breathlessly ask one of the druid elders to pass along a message to Emrys, inviting him for a private meeting with a king later that evening.
Racing back to his own rooms, Arthur was beyond glad to find them spotless. His chamber servants would get a raise after this, they had outdone themselves this time. Everything was perfect, his rooms free of any dirt, his desk immaculate, his furniture exactly where it was supposed to be, and his bed made.
Arthur anxiously paced around his own rooms, worrying about what Emrys already thought of him. Had he been too dismissive during their first encounter? Was he disappointed that Arthur could not recognize him, the other half of his soul, through his peasant disguise?
Finally, there was a soft knock at Arthur's door. Taking a deep breath, Arthur called out, "You may enter," in a deceptively steady voice.
The door opened slowly, revealing a now-familiar face in the doorway. Arthur's breathing sped up as Emrys slowly stepped into his rooms and closed the door behind him.
"You- you wanted to see me?"
"Of course! I apologize for not recognizing you when we first met, but I did not expect you to come in such a disguise. Now that we are alone though, you can drop your magical glamour and reveal your true face. You do not need to hide anything form me, I promise."
But Emrys simply looked at him, blinking with confusion.
"I... appreciate that, but what are you talking about? What glamour?"
"The illusion that makes you appear like," Arthur waved his hand at Emrys's peasant garb, "this. You can freely show you true splendor here!"
Again, Emrys looked at him with nothing but confusion.
"But... but this is what I look like. I'm not using any sort illusion right now."
A beat of silence. Then, one dumbfounded word escaped Arthur's mouth.
"What?"
TL;DR:
The sorcerer Arthur thought he was getting:
Vs the sorcerer he actually got:
Just occurred to me that from Arthur's perspective yes Merlin seems really brave and stupidly loyal but also like someone with a death wish. Not necessarily wanting to die in the straight forward sense but reckless with his wellbeing in a way similar to characters like Lockwood from Lockwood & Co. Arthur doesn't know Merlin has magic so he has no reason to think Merlin is anything other than a defenceless servant who is reckless with his life to a concerning amount.
I've seen discussion and fan fics exploring how it should have been obvious to Arthur that Merlin was in love with him because of how devoted to him he was in such a self sacrificing way but I think you can justify Arthur not assuming Merlin's behaviour was born out of love for him because from Arthur's perspective it seems far more likely that Merlin just doesn't value his own safety and life to a concerning level. He's always joking that Merlin has a mental affliction, doesn't question truly strange behaviour because oh that's just Merlin being Merlin he's an unstable weirdo. Arthur counting the days since he saw Merlin smile because gods forbid Merlin's reckless lack of care for his own life developed into something with more intent.
Basically I think Arthur believes Merlin is legit just mentally ill in some way. Because frankly without the contact of Merlin's magic and the prophecy his behaviour is really concerning (frankly even with context it's pretty concerning by the final few seasons, that boy is not okay) and because to Arthur that is a much more logical explanation for Merlin's behaviour than Merlin actually loving him (platonically or romantically, doesn't matter) because Arthur can't comprehend someone loving him like that.
Also makes his reaction to the magic reveal make some painful sense because he's never factored Merlin's love for him into his understanding of Merlin's behaviour so when the weird behaviour he'd assumed was a mental affliction seems to be revealed as just a lie to hide his magic Arthur has no basis of Merlin's devotion to him to fall back on and use to make sense of why Merlin would be loyal to him despite having magic.
Arthur doesn't see Merlin's self sacrifice as the result of love from him but as a result of lack of love for himself.
This idea is so dear to me! Because we see Arthur self-loathing so many times, both in relation to himself and his father's legacy, but it goes further beyond that.
There's a deleted scene from either "The Tears of Uther Pendragon" part one or two where Arthur is discussing Uther's descent into madness with Merlin. Arthur reveal's that Uther's father fell into a similar state later on in life, and Merlin "helpfully" points out that he learned from Gaius that those sorts of things tend to run in families. This leads to Arthur glaring at Merlin in anger at the accidental implication that Arthur himself would fall into a similar state of madness one day.
So, we can make a logical guess that Arthur, on some level, believes Pendragon blood to be cursed with madness and bloodlust. While it doesn't really come up again later in the series, we can assume that Morgana being revealed as Arthur's sister and becoming a tyrant only further solidifies this belief in Arthur.
To Arthur, he killed his own mother with his birth, having been born a murderer and trained form that day on to be the perfect warrior. To Arthur, he is damned by his own loyalty to slaughter as many people as it takes in the name of protecting his kingdom, and he's never known a single day in his life without blood on his hands.
And, on top of all of that, madness and tyranny runs through his blood, as evident from his father and half sister.
Arthur wants so very badly to be a good king, to be kind and protect his people, but he feels like he can never achieve that with all the lives he's taken and the evil that runs through his own blood. He could not carve out the part of himself he sees as rotten more than he could empty his own veins.
That's part of why Arthur is always so awed at Merlin's never-ending loyalty and kindness towards Arthur. Arthur sees himself as good for nothing except violence, and he does not know what to do with Merlin's soft care.
âsomething is rotten inside of me, i have to find it and cut it outâ â house song; searows
Reblogging for the amazing addition! I loved your description of Merlin's wings @bearryleal!
An idea that just came to me: an au where Merlin, by virtue of his status as Emrys and a dragonlord, is part fae.
However, he wasn't always fae, so his new powers come as a shock to him when they start appearing soon after he banished Kilgharrah. Still, Merlin starts reading all he can on the fae and their powers, trying to know what to expect, but there aren't many books on the fae available to him in Camelot, so his knowledge is very limited.
So, the next time Arthur took Merlin out for an overnight hunt, Merlin prepared a stew dinner for the both of them, which was nothing out of the ordinary. But, when Arthur ate the stew, something happened, Merlin could feel it. It was like his magic had suddenly grown an extra connection to Arthur, and it was very strange.
What was even stranger was the fact that every time Arthur or one of the knights ate food that he had prepared, Merlin's strange magical connection to them got stronger, like strings of wool being woven together to form a stronger fiber.
By the time Merlin learned about the rules surrounding fae food, it was already far too late. Merlin freaked for a very long time over the fact that he apparently owned all of his friends' souls, and now there was no way to undo it!
However, as time went on and things continued on as they usually did, with all of his friends acting normally towards him and not like they were under any sort of magical compulsion, Merlin slowly relaxed.
Eventually, after a disastrous encounter with a Sidhe in disguise who was trying to trick Arthur into selling his soul, Merlin decided that this might be a good thing. No one else could take his friends' souls if he already owned them.
Besides, he loved all of them! He'd take very good care of their souls, treating all of them with the respect and kindness they deserved.
(Some part of Merlin, buried deep below, cried out in horror at the notion of owning any person's soul, let alone his loved ones', but it was quickly silenced by a new instinct, some foreign logic that now took over his mind. This was his nature, after all.)
And perhaps, one day, Merlin would be correct in that him owning his friends' souls was a blessing instead of a burden. When, one fateful day, Merlin stood at the shores of Avalon holding his king's dying body, he refused to give up Arthur's soul.
Avalon could take Arthur's body if it wanted it that badly; Merlin could always create a new one for his king with his magic alone. But Arthur's soul belonged to Merlin.
Forever.
(And whether this is a good or terrible ending for Arthur is up to you!)
With the way he curls his legs back, it almost looks like he's trying to make himself smaller in these situations, which is VERY in character for Merlin.
We can see clearly that Merlin, even back in season one, is very tall, even taller than Arthur, but he makes himself smaller, more unassuming, in order to come off as not dangerous and to avoid suspicion. We already know that Merlin does the same with his magic, but it's interesting to see him physically do it as well.
The main reason behind this is kind of obvious: he needs to look unassuming so that nobody notices that he has magic. But I think there's another reason too.
Merlin shows a lot of self-deprecation throughout the series, even calling himself a monster in the first episode. It gets worse as time goes on, until in the final season Merlin barely even sees himself as a person anymore, just an instrument of fate and a weapon for Arthur. He makes some improvement with his revelation in the crystal cave in the finale, but not much.
So, it makes sense that Merlin makes himself physically smaller because he thinks of himself as a monster, a threat, and he needs everyone else around him to see him as nonthreatening, both for his own survival and to keep the people he loves.
When Merlin stands up straight and uses his magic, showing his full strength, it is only around the characters who know about his magic and accept him with it. He only shows this side of himself, the powerful side of him that isn't afraid to take up space and have a presence, to people he already knows don't see him as a threat.
And it adds a whole new level of heartbreak to Merlin's character.
Obsessed with how Colin Merlin sits with his long ass legs all curled up
itâs giving 11 year old boy who grew really tall over the summer and is still getting used to having big feet and long legs
Now that the gifters have been revealed for the Round Table Gift Exchange put on by the lovely folks over at the Merlin Fic Book Club discord, I can officially post on here that I have another fic up on ao3 called "The Sweet Innocence of a Dragon"! This fic is a gift for Brechtjeeatscheese on ao3, who gave me some very cool ideas in their prompts!
I had a lot of fun writing this Mergwenthur fic, which was supposed to be 5k words but evolved into this 11k beast of a fic that's Mergwenthur getting together from baby Aithusa's POV. I hope you all enjoy!
Check it out here!
Oh, I like this!! I am devouring this au idea like it's popcorn!
What if the reverse situation is also true? What if little Merlin grows up with a shadow that always has a cape and sword, that always tries to physically attack anything that threatens Merlin, and it can somehow attack people and animals by attacking their shadows.
So, when Merlin and Arthur meet each other, neither comments on the other's oddly shaped shadow, nor how they both feel inexplicably connected to the other's shadow, almost as if the shadow is as familiar as their own should be.
It takes Merlin very little time to realize that Arthur's shadow is actually his own, connected to Arthur due to their shared destinies, while it takes Arthur quite a bit of time to recognize why the silhouette of Merlin's shadow seems so oddly familiar.
But, Arthur does strike up a bizarre companionship with Merlin's shadow once he realizes that it protects Merlin from bandits and magical creatures. Arthur is also intrigued at the combat possibilities that the existence of this shadow warrior presents, especially after he witnesses it slaying an unkillable creature of magic by slicing off the head of its shadow.
Merlin, meanwhile, simply commiserates with Arthur's shadow at how hard it is to keep the prat alive.
I love it!
Concept:
Imagine Merlin had been Arthur's actual shadow. I'm speaking shadow shadow. Like, Arthur keeps talking to his literal shadow that has a different shape than it should have.
His shadow has magic. The darker it is, the more powerful it becomes. When Arthur was younger, he would sleep with candles on next to his bed. Then he'd realise that his shadow is really kind.
The older they get, the more protective his shadow is. Arthur named him Merlin.
Lmao, I based this on an a post about zombies but I realised... I painted this before!!!! It's literally the cover for the Merlin's magic one Shot collection on wattpad.
... I sort of forgot
The funny thing is... I based this picture on a foto of a pinterest dude who fotographed his own shadow but it had flowers as eyes. Dandelions I believe.
An idea that just came to me: an au where Merlin, by virtue of his status as Emrys and a dragonlord, is part fae.
However, he wasn't always fae, so his new powers come as a shock to him when they start appearing soon after he banished Kilgharrah. Still, Merlin starts reading all he can on the fae and their powers, trying to know what to expect, but there aren't many books on the fae available to him in Camelot, so his knowledge is very limited.
So, the next time Arthur took Merlin out for an overnight hunt, Merlin prepared a stew dinner for the both of them, which was nothing out of the ordinary. But, when Arthur ate the stew, something happened, Merlin could feel it. It was like his magic had suddenly grown an extra connection to Arthur, and it was very strange.
What was even stranger was the fact that every time Arthur or one of the knights ate food that he had prepared, Merlin's strange magical connection to them got stronger, like strings of wool being woven together to form a stronger fiber.
By the time Merlin learned about the rules surrounding fae food, it was already far too late. Merlin freaked for a very long time over the fact that he apparently owned all of his friends' souls, and now there was no way to undo it!
However, as time went on and things continued on as they usually did, with all of his friends acting normally towards him and not like they were under any sort of magical compulsion, Merlin slowly relaxed.
Eventually, after a disastrous encounter with a Sidhe in disguise who was trying to trick Arthur into selling his soul, Merlin decided that this might be a good thing. No one else could take his friends' souls if he already owned them.
Besides, he loved all of them! He'd take very good care of their souls, treating all of them with the respect and kindness they deserved.
(Some part of Merlin, buried deep below, cried out in horror at the notion of owning any person's soul, let alone his loved ones', but it was quickly silenced by a new instinct, some foreign logic that now took over his mind. This was his nature, after all.)
And perhaps, one day, Merlin would be correct in that him owning his friends' souls was a blessing instead of a burden. When, one fateful day, Merlin stood at the shores of Avalon holding his king's dying body, he refused to give up Arthur's soul.
Avalon could take Arthur's body if it wanted it that badly; Merlin could always create a new one for his king with his magic alone. But Arthur's soul belonged to Merlin.
Forever.
(And whether this is a good or terrible ending for Arthur is up to you!)
You know what I want to see more of in Merlin fics? I want more completely unhinged Arthur.
Think about it. This man grew up with zero examples of a healthy relationship, romantic or platonic, so there's no way he knows what healthy boundaries are for friendships and romantic relationships.
So, I want to see Arthur being completely unhinged when it comes to Merlin and Gwen. Those two make up about 90% of Arthur's sanity, so if something happens to either of them, Arthur would go apeshit.
I'm talking Arthur throwing an assassin who hurt Gwen onto a pyre, because his father taught him that that's what you do with people who hurt someone you love.
Or Merlin trying to temporarily leave Camelot after an argument with Arthur, only to be knocked out and dragged back to Camelot, and he wakes up wearing handcuffs a friendship bracelet that keeps him connected to Arthur, because Merlin isn't allowed to just leave Arthur for no good reason!
I just want Arthur to be unhinged sometimes, as a little treat for him!
Me @ Arthur:
@achillesuwu and @gd-dollopole, since I figured you two would agree lol!
THIS!! YESSSSS!!
This right here is my favorite Merthur dynamic, hands down! Because what is a king to a god? Nothing but an insect, unless that king's name is Arthur and that god's name is Emrys. In that case, then a king is everything to a god.
One scenario that I'd love to incorporate into a fic one day is Merlin, in a sort of eldritch form as Emrys that looks like a floating tangle of golden tendrils that dwarfs the castle itself, gently holding Arthur.
Just, Merlin being a giant eldritch unknowable creature that is all-powerful and capable of breaking a mortal's mind if they so much as looked at him, cradling Arthur and holding him close. Because it doesn't matter if Merlin is an eldritch god or not, Arthur will always be his king, his friend, his everything.
donât mind me Iâm just thinking about how crazy it would be to have a devoted servant who you trusted above all others and who was happy â honored, even â to spend their life kneeling at your feet like a loyal dog. and then one day it turns out that your servant is actually God, like capital-G God, making you not just Godâs favorite, but the object of Godâs worship: a holy figure to the literal divine.
donât mind me Iâm just thinking about how crazy it would be to have a devoted servant who you trusted above all others and who was happy â honored, even â to spend their life kneeling at your feet like a loyal dog. and then one day it turns out that your servant is actually God, like capital-G God, making you not just Godâs favorite, but the object of Godâs worship: a holy figure to the literal divine.
The Knights trying to figure out if the alarm bells are ringing because Camelotâs under attack or because Arthur canât find Merlin:
Today's the day!! Happy Arthur's death anniversary everyone!
Let's get Merlin to #1 on trending today in honor of our favorite late himbo king!
Here is my contribution to the festivities:
(I'll be posting a couple other memes throughout the day!)
I could 100% see this as either modern Merlin rolling up to the lake of Avalon like after Arthur's resurrection, or as modern Merlin who sent himself back in time and confuses the hell out of Camelot! I love it either way!
A king hired a new official court sorcerer expecting a elderly white haired human in a robe not a raven haired haired 20 something riding a motorcycle in a leather jacket and aviators but he can not deny their efficiency.
Uther had so many badass lines that made him such a great and intimidating villain... and then the writers made him sleep with a troll.
The duality of BBC Merlin! You've gotta love it!
"I can't stand by and watch him die" "Then don't look" is too raw a line to come from bbc merlin
(Someone needs to take photoshop away from me at this point.)
Nice. I think that's the perfect spot for him! đđ
The Pines & Friends supremacy continues.
Bill Cipher | Gravity Falls
Alastor | Hazbin Hotel
Anthony J. Crowley | Good Omens
Aziraphale | Good Omens
Stanley Pines | Gravity Falls
Stanford Pines | Gravity Falls
Lucifer Morningstar | Hazbin Hotel
Evan Buckley | 9-1-1
Mabel Pines | Gravity Falls
Dipper Pines | Gravity Falls
Dean Winchester | Supernatural
Edmundo Diaz | 9-1-1
Charlie Morningstar | Hazbin Hotel
Fiddleford McGucket | Gravity Falls
Lestat de Lioncourt | Interview with the Vampire
Louis de Pointe du Lac | Interview with the Vampire
Castiel | Supernatural
Eddie Munson | Stranger Things
Armand | Interview with the Vampire
Steve Harrington | Stranger Things
Daniel Molloy | Interview with the Vampire
Will Graham | Hannibal
Colin Bridgerton | Bridgerton
Penelope Featherington | Bridgerton
Tommy Kinard | 9-1-1
Hannibal Lecter | Hannibal
Zuko | Avatar: The Last Airbender
Rhaenyra Targaryen | House of the Dragon
Edwin Payne | Dead Boy Detectives
Leonardo | Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles
Alicent Hightower | House of the Dragon
Danny Fenton | Danny Phantom
Charles Rowland | Dead Boy Detectives
Donatello | Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles
Aemond Targaryen | House of the Dragon
Vox | Hazbin Hotel
Husk | Hazbin Hotel
Sam Winchester | Supernatural
Spock | Star Trek
Twilight Sparkle | My Little Pony
Rafe Cameron | Outer Banks
Katara | Avatar: The Last Airbender
Jax | The Digital Amazing Circus
The Fifteenth Doctor | Doctor Who
Aegon II Targaryen | House of the Dragon
Spencer Reid | Criminal Minds
Sokka | Avatar: The Last Airbender
Aang | Avatar: The Last Airbender
Fluttershy | My Little Pony
Michelangelo | Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles
The Tenth Doctor | Doctor Who
Adam | Hazbin Hotel
Dr. Gregory House | House MD
James Wilson | House MD
Donna Noble | Doctor Who
Pinkie Pie | My Little Pony
The Fourteenth Doctor | Doctor Who
Raphael | Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles
Mike Wheeler | Stranger Things
Rainbow Dash | My Little Pony
Will Byers | Stranger Things
Stede Bonnet | Our Flag Means Death
Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir | Miraculous: Tales of Ladybug & Cat Noir
Edward Teach | Our Flag Means Death
Megatron | Transformers
Joel Miller | The Last of Us
Rarity | My Little Pony
Marienette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug | Miraculous: Tales of Ladybug & Cat Noir
Arthur Pendragon | Merlin
Agatha Harkness | the Marvel universe
Ellie Williams | The Last of Us
James T. Kirk | Star Trek
Optimus Prime | Transformers
Cooper Howard | Fallout
Sherlock Holmes | Sherlock
Ruby Sunday | Doctor Who
Daemon Targaryen | House of the Dragon
Luz Noceda | The Owl House
Helaena Targaryen | House of the Dragon
Bobby Nash | 9-1-1
Anthony Bridgerton | Bridgerton
Claudia | Interview with the Vampire
Rose Tyler | Doctor Who
Loki Laufeyson | the Marvel universe
Sun Wukong | Lego Monkie Kid
Niko Sasaki | Dead Boy Detectives
Sally Jackson | the Percy Jackson universe
Jacaerys Velaryon | House of the Dragon
Rio Vidal | the Marvel universe
Nightcrawler | the Marvel universe
Simon Petrikov | Adventure Time
Rosie | Hazbin Hotel
Izzy Hands | Our Flag Means Death
Howard "Chimney" Han | 9-1-1
Ahsoka Tano | the Star Wars universe
Omega | the Star Wars universe
Mobius M. Mobius | the Marvel universe
Wallace Wells | the Scott Pilgrim franchise
Hunter | the Star Wars universe
Gambit | the Marvel universe
This is a returning list! Yay!
There are some great Gravity Falls Communities over here, in case you're interested đ
Hello everyone! Part 2 of Merlin refuses to leave Camelot after a magic reveal won the latest poll, so here we go! I hope you all enjoy this continuation! :D
NOTE: You can find part one here.
Without further ado, onto the story!
For the first time in what must have been several years, Arthur recalled the dolls that Morgana used to play with when she first moved into the castle.
They were well-made dolls, crafted with fine cloth and neat stitching, but they were also well-worn from Morgana carrying them around with her, hugging them close for comfort wherever she went in the unfamiliar castle.
Arthur could remember scoffing at Morgana when he had seen her playing with the dolls in her new room, imagining names and lives for each of them and moving them around to play out whatever story she wished.
If his memories served correctly, Arthur believed that that was one of the first fights he got into with Morgana, after he had taunted and teased her for playing with those dolls. He had called it a stupid little game, only fit for girls.
As he watched Merlin Emrys go about his days exactly as he had for the past ten years, acting for all intents and purposes like nothing had changed at all and that he was just an ordinary human servant, Arthur was disturbingly reminded of Morgana playing with her dolls, moving them around this way and that and having complete control over their lives, their very reality. The irony of the comparison wasn't lost of Arthur either, given how many times he had also teased Merlin about being a girl.
Perhaps this was a part of Emrys's grand plan? To get back at Arthur for all of the humiliation he endured at the hands of the ignorant king by turning the king and all his people into little more than dolls, forced to play along with his fantasy of being a regular servant lest they also be struck down by his rage, their souls tossed aside like broken little ragdolls?
If that truly were the case, then this punishment was far lighter than what Arthur deserved. He had hunted down and slaughtered Emrys's followers, burned his temples, and had demeaned the god of magic himself for nearly ten years by somehow missing the fact that his manservant was secretly a god the whole time, and his punishment was to simply continue on as if everything was the same?
No, that couldn't possibly be the case. Emrys's forgiveness might extend enough such that Arthur wasn't immediately struck down for his hubris, but he had to have some other punishment in store for Camelot. But now, the question remained: what punishment would the god of magic levy upon the kingdom that had so greatly disrespected him, and could Arthur spare his people from the divine wrath that he had brought down on them?
As Arthur sat at his seat at the round table, feeling the full weight of Emrys's gaze on his back, he made a solemn vow to himself: whatever retribution, whatever wrath that Emrys wished to rain down upon the people of Camelot, Arthur would shoulder it all. This was his duty as king.
But, to Arthur's dismay, no matter how many times he pleaded with Merlin Emrys to spare his people, the god never obliged, simply giving Arthur a menacing smile and setting out his clothes for the day, dressing Arthur up like a helpless doll.
Arthur couldn't even get away from Emrys long enough to convene with his knights and form a plan of attack against the god of magic holding their home hostage. Nothing that Arthur did was outside of Emrys's sight, and any attempt at resistance was snuffed out before it could even begin.
(Arthur couldn't help but think about how Merlin's constant presence was a comfort, before... before the truth.)
The only time when Arthur got any privacy from Emrys was at night, when he was able to climb into bed and stay up late into the night wracking his brain for any strategy, any way to persuade Emrys that might protect his kingdom.
But the next morning, after a restless night that bore no new ideas to beat Emrys with, the god would burst through the doors of the royal chambers with a tray of breakfast in hand. And, like every morning since that damned battle at Camlann, Arthur would leap out of bed, sword in hand, only to be disarmed and sat down at his desk with little more than a flash of gold in Merlin's Emrys's eyes. Pushed around like a ragdoll.
After dozens of mornings like this, over a month of feeling powerless and useless, Arthur had had enough. His already too-short patience had run dry, and in his frustration, he made a stupid, foolish mistake. The kind of mistake Merlin- before- would have chastised him for and then have gently guided him towards the better solution.
But Merlin wasn't here. He was gone, perhaps he never even existed and was just a lie the whole time, and Arthur was stuck with an unpredictable and dangerous god in his place.
Namely, an unpredictable and dangerous god whose head Arthur had just thrown a platter at with all of his might in a fit of rage.
Oh no.
Arthur's heart dropped to his gut as Emrys, with an irritated huff, froze the platter in midair and the reality of what he just did came crashing down on him, making his knees weak with horror.
His only method of keeping his people safe was by keeping Emrys appeased enough to limit whatever punishment he had in store for the kingdom to only Arthur himself, and Arthur had almost just hit him in the head with a platter!
Arthur opened his mouth to beg and plead for his people's safety, kingly pride be damned in the face of his entire kingdom being wiped out by divine wrath because of a stupid mistake that Arthur himself made, but was cut off by a sound that once made his chest bloom with warmth, but now only brought dread.
Laughter. Merlin Emrys was laughing at him. Was the god of magic truly so excited about finally smiting the king that had humiliated him for almost a decade that he would laugh about it?
... On second thought, the laughter made sense. For what felt like the hundredth time in the past month, Arthur braced himself for the agony of being struck down by divine wrath, certain that this time he had finally crossed the line and that Emrys would put an end to him here and now.
"Oh Arthur, you really never change, do you? Always such a prat no matter what."
Merlin Emrys shook his head, laughing and smiling all the while, much to Arthur's bewilderment. What was he playing at?!
Suddenly, Arthur's feelings of hurt and betrayal welled up alongside his frustration, and his mouth moved before his brain could register it.
"At least I haven't changed. The same cannot be said for everyone."
Emrys's eyes widened at his words, looking shocked and, surprisingly, hurt. But why would a god care about what a king that he was holding hostage thought about him?
"But I haven't. I haven't changed at all, Arthur, it's only your perception of me that has changed. I've always been... this. And I'm happy with my life as it is, and I don't want it to change.
Don't you see? That's why I'm still here, why I'm doing all of this. I don't want anything to change."
Merlin looked at him earnestly, as if pleading with Arthur to hear him. It was strange, thinking about a god looking at him, a mortal man, pleadingly.
But, if this was truly all he wanted? To live out his life as Merlin the manservant, and not the all-powerful Emrys?
While Arthur certainly couldn't understand it, if treating Emrys as his servant would be what kept the god of magic's wrath at bay, then Arthur would play along and pretend for as long as he needed to.
For everyone's sake.
Arthur gave Emrys Merlin a strained smile as his new plan to ensure his kingdom's survival formed in his mind.
"In that case, why don't you get my armor and weapons ready for training later today, Merlin? We've got a long day ahead of us."
As Merlin gave him a familiar bright smile, Arthur prayed to any gods who weren't Emrys that he hadn't just made a deadly mistake.
And that's all for this au for now! I hope you all enjoyed Arthur's POV! Please let me know if you would like to see a continuation of this au!
And, as always, thank you for reading through my ramblings! :D
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Aaand Merlin's now trending again for no apparent reason other than... well, the anniversary of you-know-what.
I love that it can be a random day in December, and the Merlin fandom collectively wakes up to make this happen:
Because we all miss our favorite himbo and his unhinged warlock!
Alright, I've seen some debates on this, but I want to settle this question once and for all!
For reference:
and so like Mariah Carey, the Merlin fandom defrosts!
Fandom often ponders the nature of Merlinâs powers, given how little we truly see of them. He uses certain spells repetitively, like his telekinesis, but we are told this can be learned with practice or a conduit (such as Gilliâs ring). So what powers distinguish Merlin as âthe most powerful sorcerer ever to walk the earthâ and why does he use them so little?
While we see many magic users throughout the series express this power (Morgana, Nimueh, Mordred, and Finna, to name a few), that number is disproportionate to the general population of sorcerers. There are so few who can that Gaius doesnât believe they exist until he meets Merlin. Even so, Merlin is possibly the only one who could do this âsince before [he] could talk.â
Before the Purge, it is likely that sorcerers with the innate ability became initiates of the Priesthood early in life and kept this power secret, which would also explain why Gaius didnât know it was possible, despite apparently studying for years letâs discuss the implication of wizard schools later though
Theory: born-sorcerers act as a conduit for magic, and learned sorcerers use spells or objects to direct their focus. Merlin is different from both because he is âmagic itself,â therefore no conduit (verbal or physical) is needed. He can simply will it into being. However, conduits can help him control how much force is used. Note the difference between his spells and his reflexive magic against the serkets in 3x01.
Merlinâs dragonlord abilities are established in âThe Last Dragonlordâ and âAithusa.â He is obviously not the only person to have this ability, but he is the last known dragonlord in Albion, ranking him higher in power than most other figures of magic.
Not so fun fact: Gaius knows for years prior to Merlinâs arrival in Camelot that he is the son of a dragonlord, but doesnât seem to know much about their powers beyond the obvious. Balinor is not surprised that Merlin uses reflexive magic, which means it must be seen among his people, Balinor included. However, most knowledge of dragonlord culture would have died with Balinor and Kilgharrah, assuming they were as secretive as the High Priestesses on the Isle of the Blessed.
This includes the alchemy stone, the staff Morgana used to unleash an army of the dead, the eye of the phoenix, the cup of life, the marks Finna leaves, and more. This power is expressed in other magic users, but it is still incredibly rare and only appears amongst the most powerful, such as Morgause.
Merlin easily idenitifies the sacred grounds of the Disir because he can feel the liveliness of âevery tree, every leaf, every insect,â and is shocked to find that Arthur cannot do the same. This implies much about Merlinâs relationship to nature and how deeply his magic is connected to his personhood, as he is under the impression that his experience is the universal standard for humans well into his twenties. Merlin has understood nature in this way since birth. It can be inferred that, given Arthurâs shock, Morgana did not share in this trait of Merlinâs. It is unheard of.
Genuine question: if nature responds to powerful magic, does that mean plants and animals respond to Merlin in the same way? And if Merlin has such an intricate form of communication with plants and animals, does this explain his âfunny feelingsâ in cursed places and when heâs being watched?
Merlin slows time twice in âThe Dragonâs Call,â once to save Gaius and then to save Arthur, and does so again in âThe Gates of Avalonâ to watch the fae. It is unclear if this is a conscious decision or if he relies on instinct to do it. This is a considerably rare power we see from no one else in the series. In fact, we never see Merlin use it past season 1. This makes sense from a plot standpoint as it vastly overpowers him (though it is dependent on Merlinâs reaction time) and with the theory that it is a purely reflexive ability.
Those capable of telepathy can only communicate directly one-on-one, never suspecting that they can be overheard (âThe Nightmare Beginsâ and âThe Witchâs Quickeningâ). Merlin does not listen in by choice, merely hearing it within a certain range.
Merlin identifies Gwen through the animal transformation spell that Morgana used in âThe Hunterâs Heart.â It is unclear whether other magic users can do this, but people without magic cannot.
Deduction from canon material: Merlin likely saw through the spell because he sensed that the âdeerâ was human. This may mean that the reason he canât see through aging spells is because there are few vital differences between an older and younger version of oneself. However, he also didnât see through troll Catrinaâs disguiseâmaybe he learned to recognize the feeling, which is why it takes a moment to realize itâs Gwen? Or perhaps the spell on Gwen was more of an illusion than a transformation (as opposed to the one the goblin uses on Arthur), which would mean he sees through illusions but not transformations. Luckily, he saw and heard Donkey Arthur clear as day.
Actual fun fact: silver represents purity, which is why a mirror shows a personâs true image (think Mary Collins in 1x01). Merlin also represents purity and, whether itâs instinctive or not, carries on the theme of seeing a personâs true self when others cannot.
In the Crystal Cave, where the Crystal of Neahtid was hewn from, Merlin sees uncontrolled visions. Very few can use the crystals, only the most practiced and powerful. Using the crystals visibly pains Merlin (beyond emotional damage). However, he learns to control and actively choose what the crystals show.
When we see other sorcerers scrying, they usually accomplish it with a magical crystal or in the surface of water. Merlin, though, scries subconsciously (and possibly without a spell) in âThe Poisoned Chaliceâ to locate Arthur and send him a light. He presumably has no memory of doing this when he wakes.
Whether this entails creating a wind (âThe Mark of Nimueh,â âThe Moment of Truth,â and âA Servant of Two Mastersâ), calling down a lightning storm (âThe Questing Beastâ and âThe Diamond of the Day p2â), or creating a fog (âThe Nightmare Beginsâ), Merlin appears to be the only person besides Cornelius Sigan (who purportedly âturned day into nightâ) and Nimueh that can change the weather. It is another aspect of his instinctive/elemental powers, as he can do so with no verbal or physical conduit, though he typically uses one anyway.
Merlin is referred to by the Druids as âEmrys,â which translates to âImmortal One.â He apparently dies multiple times, or should have died, but comes back. There is usually some plausible deniability for this, as confirmation of Merlinâs immortality only happens in the finale (though it is implied as early as his mistaken death in âThe Poisoned Chaliceâ).
Balinor says to Merlin, â[âŚ] You have always been, and always will be,â though it is not confirmed whether Merlin understood this was a reference to eternal life (Balinor says he himself, as a spirit, will âalways be,â so Merlin may have misinterpreted it). However, it is revealed that Merlin lives into the modern day, making him over 1,500 years old.
Other sorcerers seek immortality and longevity, but none are naturally immortal like Merlin is. Sigan impants his soul into a crystal, for example, and possesses living human bodies. Had he actually managed to possess Merlin, perhaps he would have achieved immortality after all. Too bad.
A person can be both a human and a creature of magic, but Merlinâs status as the former is debatable.
Merlin is the human personification of âmagic itself,â though what this implies is initially unclear. However, the fact that Merlin âalways has beenâ (he existed long before his human form) and is not bound by the rules of mortality may mean he is beyond human. In Celtic legend, Merlin is considered a nature deity, closely mirroring many of his characteristics, like his sensitivity to nature and control of the elements.
Merlin as a deity has greater implications for world-building and creates more questions than it answers, but thatâs half the joy of it.
While this is not a power in and of itself, Merlinâs sheer, innate power also influences his place on the scale of most to least powerful among sorcerers.
Merlin defeats sorcerers who are deemed untouchable, such as Nimueh and Cornelius Sigan. He is able to hold an aging spell, which quickly tires Morgana and Morgause, for extended periodsâin fact, he has more difficulty turning himself back. He even holds an aging spell while summoning a goddess, despite the exhaustion it would cause a less powerful sorcerer. Additionally, he wields the Sidheâs staff weapon, though it is unknown if sorcerers like Gaius or Morgana can do the same.
Merlin may also overextend his powers at times, such as when he tries to warm Arthurâs bath but sets it to a boil, though this may be attributed to other factors. He consistently underestimates his ability to perform powerful spells, only to use them with ease later on (like the spell he uses on the Griffin, which he uses on the Questing beast and the dragon as well).
As Merlin learns more spells, his reflexive magic becomes far easier to control, which means he no longer uses it unintentionally not often, anyway and therefore becomes reliant on a limited number of learned spells instead of instinct.
Is this an extended metaphor for how Merlin loses his sense of self because he is guilted into believing that magic (remember that Merlin is magic itself) should only be used as a tool? Probably.
Furthermore, Merlin is a sorcerer who is employed in Camelot, which means he cannot practice his magic as often or as freely as Morgana can in her woods hut or revamped castle ruins. Merlin tells Arthur in 5x13 (as well as Lancelot in a deleted 4x02 scene) that he forgets to use magic sometimes out of âhabit,â since he will be burned to death if he is caught. Merlinâs concern about using magic in Ealdor is that he wonât be able to protect Arthur anymore if heâs discovered, which doesnât weigh on most sorcerersâ consciences.
Is this also an extended metaphor for how Merlin loses his sense of self because he is guilted into believing that magic should only be used as a tool? Probably.
And, of course, Merlinâs resources for learning magic in Camelot comes down to what Gaius has to offer. Thereâs not much opportunity for learning magic in Camelot, though it seems there was a multi-kingdom education system in place before Utherâs Purge. Gaius tell us about your wizarding school challenge.
Is this an extended metaph- whatâs that red dot on my chest for?
I've thought about this before!! I would really love to see the whole series from Arthur's POV, and I don't mean just showing different scenes either. I'm talking different camera angles, color grading, background music, and a whole different tone to the show!
I say this because it seems like, at times, Merlin and Arthur are going about their lives in two completely different genres of stories.
Because, while we see all the trauma and pain Merlin goes through throughout the entire series and we get to see the series as a whole become darker with Merlin's darkening worldview, Arthur has the opposite experience. As the series goes on, he becomes more lighthearted, growing as a person. It seems like, at some points, that Arthur is going through his life like he's in a fairytale or a rom-com, while Merlin is going through... all of that.
So, in this Arthur's POV, everything, especially in the later seasons, would be lighter, more colorful, more alive than what we see from season 4 onwards. Arthur's POV would look more like a conventional fairytale, because that's what his experience, up until the finale, has been.
You know it would be so funny
If BBC released two versions of Merlin side by side
Like some people would get what is already the show
Other people get the show from arthurs perspective showing scenes where merlin isn't there and arthur is doing stuff etc
And the people who get the arthur version don't get to find out merlin had magic till the last episode.
Imagine the fan theories of those watching the arthur version, especially at seeing old merlin and the dolma.
Imagine all the fans by at least the last season kinda expecting merlin to have magic at that point.
Imagine them seeing the last episode and breaking down cuz how dare it end like that
Then imagine them finding out about the OG merlin show and watching the scenes from his perspective and getting even more devastated at seeing just how much merlin did for arthur.
This would have been truly evil of BBC to do and I respect them less for not doing it
A little Merlin angst for you all on this lovely day!
In the show, we never really see the "consequences" that Kilgharrah speaks of when Uther wields Excalibur instead of Arthur in season 1.
What if, by being the first person to be granted Excalibur by Emrys (even if it was accidentally), Uther was made the "Once and Future King" instead of Arthur? Uther, of course, never lifts the bans on magic, and the show goes on as normal. However, 1500 years later, as Merlin sits by the side of Avalon lake awaiting his king's return, it isn't Arthur who rises from the lake, but Uther.