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this smile🥹🥹🥹

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“What’s this?”

“A warning.”

“Of what?”

“I’m warning you that if I make it through this tournament and live, I’m marrying you.”

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if one of the knights (other than lancelot) had to find out about merlin’s magic I’d obviously pick gwaine HOWEVER a hilarious choice would be percival or elyan. because, and i say this with love, they’re not usually involved in any drama or Situation(tm) so you would just see them Stressed the Fuck Out in the background

like elyan sees merlin use magic in a bandit attack and the rest of the episode keeps cutting to him fighting back a panic attack, breathing into the medieval equivalent of a paper bag

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MERLIN | 4.04 Aithusa

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I love this boy failure :))) look at him he's so silly and stupid

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MERLIN | 5.01 Arthur’s Bane pt. 1

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MERLIN | 1.01 The Dragon’s Call

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my favorite genre of merthur photos r the ones of them that look like paintings

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theo van gogh was the one who suggested that his older brother vincent start seriously painting. as soon as theo was gainfully employed he gave vincent around 15% of his own yearly salary for art supplies, lodging, and food. about 2/3rds of vincent's surviving letters were to theo (including vincent's earliest and last letters), all of which were found stored in theo's desk. theo's child, vincent willem, was born on january 31st, 1890, and vincent was so delighted by his nephew that he painted almond blossoms for him. vincent shot himself half a year later on july 29th, 1890. theo's distress at his brother's death worsened his syphilis symptoms and he died half a year after his brother on january 25th, 1891 (four days before vincent willem's first birthday). theo was reburied next to vincent in auvers-sur-oise at the request of theo's wife johanna.

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Merlin - Season 1, Episode 07: The Gates of Avalon (2008)

Bonus:

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Nick & Charlie Heartstopper, S03E06

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i think getting an undergrad degree should come with a free "second try" voucher, where if you want to go get a second different degree from any school because you picked the wrong thing as a 17 year old, its totally free to try again

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bbc really said “welcome to our family show :)” and then aired gay porn at 7pm

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"What a nerd..." I say with all the love in the world

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Morgana doesn’t expect a warm welcome. She certainty doesn’t expect forgiveness.

But Morgause is dead, and with her, so too has the rage in Morgana died. Now, weak though she is from too little food for too long, she still feels clearer of mind than she can remember feeling in many moons—perhaps in years. The seed of rot that had flourished within, tended lovingly by her sister, has been ripped out by the roots.

And she wants to go home.

Perhaps it is madness, but—she’s also heard a rumour. Nothing more than a murmur at first, a stirring on the wind; but it’s since grown to an avalanche.

So she makes her way over the freezing barren plains of the Perilous Lands, through the thawing mountain pass of Mercia, through bramble and bracken and along soft riverbank, chill waters flowing free as spring unfurls across the land—until finally her feet touch Camelot soil.

Her heart knows it instantly. She breathes the familiar air, and weeps a little.

It takes weeks. She walks and walks, making her way down the northern road, unnoticed by other travellers. Her magic keeps her safe, keeps her unseen—until finally, finally, it's there on the horizon, a familiar outline long-branded on her eyelids; and then she’s stumbling through the lower town and slipping through the citadel gates, feet carrying her by rote.

So much is familiar; so much has changed. There's a fire in her now—the rage rekindled, but redirected. Grief and anger at how much time she has lost; how much she has missed; how much harm she has caused; how easily she had been led astray, and corrupted.

It's as she's passing across the courtyard that her feet falter for the first time since crossing the border. There, by one of the town wells, in a faded lilac gown—Gwen.

Morgana almost goes to her. But it's not time, yet.

The guards don't even blink as she slips past.

Something is carrying her forward, urging her along like a magnetic pull, a tide being drawn back to the ocean. She is being swept up in a current not of her making; this is magic, but not her own.

The throne room doors stand open already, but the way is barred—by a man who is both familiar and strange, face grim, eyes gold, power crackling in the air around him.

"Merlin." Arthur's voice is almost stable, as he places a hand on the other man's shoulder. Only those who know him well would be able to hear the tremor in it. "Let her in."

Forgiveness @merthurmicrofic and Perilous Lands @merlinbingo {435 words}