#intern Merlin

[onceandfutureclotpoll]

Title: How to Cock up like a Champion

Author: arthur_pendragon

Rating: Teen and up Audiences

Summary: In which Arthur and Merlin, uni students (and former friends with benefits) who had a spectacular misunderstanding a year ago, are both taken on as interns for Arthur's father's company. Arthur wants to win Merlin back; Merlin couldn't be less interested, or so it seems. Morgana and the rest are merely popcorn-bearing passengers on this ride.

[ughmerlin]

THE WOMEN OF LEGENDS | Happy International Women's Day!

[spacebubblehomebase]

Ah yes. Again with my random Merthur fanart that I periodically post for no reason, but this was mostly just me playing around with colors awhile ago. Really miss their Enemies-to-"Not if I die for you FIRST, you ARSEHOLE" dynamic! Still, if you're like me and you somehow never walked away from the accursed Lake Avalon, here's your occasional check up: You good, fam??? 👑🧙‍♂️✨️ -Bubbly💙

[fan-a-tink]

Merlin is so done with Kilgharrah in this scene....

and when he finally gets to the point, Merlin just takes the info and goes....

[spacetimeaccordionfolder]

guys if Arthur could actually sword fight do you think he could convince people he was the actual King Arthur.

Someone: who is this guy with his weird words and odd scars

Arthur: oh I'm Arthur. I'm from another place

local monk, putting two and two together (guy named Arthur covered in scars who can and will fight anything nearby and is from another place and is looking for something) and thinking this is the Actual King Arthur from the 500s or something: oh okay yeah sure

And like, If Arthur doesn't know things, that makes sense! he's been sleeping for 800 years! Of course he isn't going to know the local culture! And why would a king tell everyone who he is? Clearly his majesty has some grand plan here. Times in england have been bad lately; it's the darkest hour, and Arthur's back!

[we-die-like-x-tag-tournament]

Round 8, Finals

[the--firevenus]

Headcanon that while merlin had forgotten a lot of their past, there will be sometime someday a moment where they pulled out a skill so impressive even they goes "????"

Like, origami fold thing, merlin just did that one day cuz he was bored and he's like "... Wait a minute, I don't remember I learn how to do this...." and it was a very cute and impressive origami of the hamsters familiar. Merlin cannot fold any other origami beside that one.

The muscle memory of doing things, like for example sewing, "I don't remember you sew magister?" valen one day say, "I don't either," merlin replied, almost done patching up the knight cape

Or when they picked up a pencil or brush and start mindlessly doodling, nothing in mind, almost auto pilot, and they accidentally drew a portrait of mirael, makes you wonder if that ever happen before

Anyways—

[gawrkin]

(Source: Vulgate Cycle - Lancelot pt. I)

So, this excerpt comes from the beginning parts of the Lancelot proper, covering the background of the Lady of the Lake and providing a version of Merlin's backstory.

In Robert de Boron's Story of Merlin and subsequently, Vulgate Merlin, Merlin was concieved on Merlin's mother without her knowing but was saved from the worst of his infernal nature by being baptized and gained the power of Prophecy from God as a result.

But in Vulgate Lancelot, Merlin was a product of a willing union between the demon and Merlin's mom, with latter strangely refusing to get married to someone she could see. And, as shown above, he isn't baptized in this version and is presented as a dangerous and treacherous figure.

This discrepency is evidence to the notion that the story of Sir Lancelot, as depicted in the first half of the Vulgate Lancelot, was originally not supposed to be part of the mythos constructed by Robert de Boron's telling of the Holy Grail and Merlin, but instead was an independent Lancelot Romance that was co-opted by the Vulgate writers to serve a foundation for their contributions to the Arthurian Legend.

This is why Vulgate Cycle is referred to officially as "The Lancelot-Grail" cycle because its really two different stories - two different 'canons'; one about Lancelot and other about the Holy Grail - forced to be one (in)cohesive narrative.

[sitting-on-me-bum]

Horse grazing in a field on a snowy, wintery day.

Photo © Merlin Viir.

2023 International Pet Photography Awards

[chaos-has-theories]

Hunith leaned on her rake and watched as the car swerved into the driveway. It had barely come to a halt when the passenger door opened and Gwen climbed out. She looked tense. She was also drenched from head to toe. The hem of her jeans sagged, the rest of it looked damp and clammy. Her shirt must have dried during the drive home, but it had bits of seaweed stuck to it. Her hair was eighty percent frizz. When she saw Hunith at the fence, Gwen smiled unconvincingly, and sped towards her house just slow enough that it couldn’t be called a run. The driver’s door slammed loudly and Arthur came stomping around the car. He looked no better than Gwen: If anything, he was wetter than she had been. He didn’t even grab anything from the trunk, much less wait until he could lock the car. He just marched into the house and slammed that door behind him, too. Just as Hunith thought that scene couldn’t get any stranger, the back door opened and her son climbed out. The greeting died on her lips before it could escape. Merlin looked like a storm warning. Hunched shoulders, pursed lips, flashing eyes - oh, and he was wearing a dress. Not even a good dress. It was an oversized grey monstrosity and looked like it came from the garbage bin of a secondhand store. It was definitely not one of Hunith’s. Merlin had bunched it up at the hips in at attempt not to stumble over the long skirts, and he stomped past her and into the house with no sign that he had seen his mother at all. She could hear him all the way up the stairs, and then the slam of his bedroom door. Alright then. All the noise must have roused Gaius from his afternoon nap. He stuck his head out the door, looking exactly as bewildered as Hunith felt. „Was that Merlin?“, he asked. Hunith nodded. “And... a wig?” Another nod. „Hm.“ With a final puzzled look up the stairs, Gaius retreated to his study. Hunith turned back just in time to see Mordred clambering out like the smallest clown in the clown car. He was dry and dressed normally, but he was wearing an expression of utter defeat. With his towel held in front of him like a terrycloth shield he walked towards Hunith as if he’d much rather write a difficult math test. He dithered at the gate for a moment, and then met Hunith’s gaze only to sigh the world-weariest sigh she had ever heard. (Which was saying something. Hunith had lived with Gaius for most of her life, and would have previously named him world champion of sighing. Somehow this was still the most normal thing that had happened in the past ten minutes.) „My dads will pick me up in a few minutes“, Mordred told her morosely. „Can I wait here?“ „Of course“ Hunith hurried to say. „Do you want something to drink? Bal made cookies, if you want any. They’re in the kitchen.“ Mordred gave the door Merlin had stormed through a long, dubious look. „I think I’d rather wait out here.“ „Alright.“ Hunith watched as he settled himself on the doorstep, towel in his lap. With a deliberately casual air she picked up the shovel and continued weeding. „I probably don’t even want to know“ she said conversationally, „but what exactly happened at the lake?“ The child behind her made a noise like an upset mouse. „I don’t know“, he whined. „Merlin doesn’t tell me anything.“ Hunith looked over her shoulder to see Mordred scuff at the earth with his shoes, a frustrated expression on his face. „But I had to help Merlin put on a costume and Gwen and Arthur fell into the water and they both cried and everyone shouted and I think they broke up.“ „I see“, Hunith said faintly. That would fit with what she’d seen, but - she’d thought Gwen had broken up with Arthur a week ago? And anyway, none of this explained the costume, or really anything, but she’d decided to ignore that for now. „I’m sorry that happened. It sounds uncomfortable.“ „I’m sorry it happened too.“

[1doesnotsimplyhavejust1fandam]

Just experienced such an unusual burst of BBC Merlin fan energy, and after having spent a good portion of my night surrounding myself with young royals content, I can safely ask why more people don’t talk about how Merthur walked so Wilmon could run??? Also. The knights. The knights are stupid and funny and chaotic lil shits, and thinking about them gives me Forest Ridge named first years (literally just Henry, Walter, and Alex) vibes. Blonde royal with dark-haired “commoner” best friends to lovers speed run (I don’t care that I remain delusional over a decade after the Merlin finale was released, they were SOULMATES, two sides of the same coin and all that idc), the queer-magic metaphor in Merlin and how Wille is queer (unlabeled) and Arthur was literally BORN of magic. As in, there is never any confirmation as to whether Arthur could have a talent for learning magic, but being born of it sounds pretty innate to me (something something unlabeled-uncertainty Wille???). And then Simon and Merlin knowing exactly who they are from the moment we meet them (Simon is out to anyone who cares enough to know, Merlin was born with his magic and has used it throughout his childhood). The “commoner” boyfriends being constantly overlooked or disparaged for their lack of status, but their royals (eventually) get to the point where they couldn’t care less about status. Arthur talking about dragging Merlin away to live on a farm away from the royal life —> Wille telling Simon in s2 that he’d give August the crown so they can be together. The royals having a really shit parent who doesn’t want to accept them or change to the country/kingdom. Sad one, but the “commoner” boyfriends sorta losing themselves in the other guy (Merlin losing his innocence so completely because of how much he puts into protecting Arthur vs Simon being Wille’s ONLY support for most of s1 and the only one Wille feels he can really talk to, prior to his and Felice’s friendship developing). Meta one, but the royals’ character development being a goddamn rollercoaster at times, but they’re getting there.

You can’t say that these two shows aren’t so perfectly aligned with each other in so many ways. The queer-magic metaphor alone goes so crazy!!! I love the conversations about heartstopper and rwrb in connection to young royals but give our OG queer-coded royals some time in the spotlight too, it’s super fun!!!

[frontymython]

Happy international women's day to Anthony Head's pink DS lite 🫶🫶🫶🫶

[adhd-merlin]

what do we think of gwen calling her father "dad" in ep 1x03 and merlin calling hunith "mother"? any thoughts

[whatthehellvictorhugo]

There is something so humbling in going through your ao3 works and rereading all the embarrassing shit you wrote 5 years ago.

[charmed101]

Gaius is lowkey (but like actually high key) one of the reasons Merlin believes his magic is only for Arthur’s use.