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MERLIN IS MOVING TO SPECTRCM!!
Hey y’all, long time no see! I’ve been in denial for quite a long time about whether or not I need a real break from Merlin. I get random inspiration here and there for him, but his muse is otherwise spotty. I still love him dearly and I still love writing him so much, but I don’t think I can justify trying to bring back his full blog right now. Because I that, I’ve decided to move him over to my MULTIMUSE blog, so feel free to follow me over there if you are still interested in writing with my Merlin, or any other characters that I play!
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MERLIN IS MOVING TO SPECTRCM!!
Hey y’all, long time no see! I’ve been in denial for quite a long time about whether or not I need a real break from Merlin. I get random inspiration here and there for him, but his muse is otherwise spotty. I still love him dearly and I still love writing him so much, but I don’t think I can justify trying to bring back his full blog right now. Because I that, I’ve decided to move him over to my MULTIMUSE blog, so feel free to follow me over there if you are still interested in writing with my Merlin, or any other characters that I play!
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hey !! what about a shout-out to all of the non-mutuals. those of you who didn’t get a follow back for whatever reason but who still decided to stick around to have us on your dash. we see you over there, every time you like or reblog our posts & we always appreciate your support of us, mun & muse alike. so this one goes out to you ——because you’re super rad !!
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⚊ as every color illuminates we are shining and we will never be afraid again !
#indie rp#independent rp#hp rp#fbawtft rp#disney rp#[ self promo ]#posting this here because my new blog is still not appearing in tags!
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⚊ as every color illuminates we are shining and we will never be afraid again !
#[ self promo ]#oHNO I DID A THING#tbh there are only two charries on it right now#i got impatient LOL
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will be spending most of today putting together my multimuse blog! this thing is SO much work!
#[ OOC ]#although most of that work has been spent just kind of ... staring at my muse page#begging it to write itself
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AFTER THE FOURTH WHISKEY, I SWEAR I HEARD IT WHISPER: “ NOW IS THE TIME TO TELL PEOPLE WHAT YOU REALLY THINK. ” // INDEPENDENT AND SELECTIVE OC. PENNED BY ADRIAN. EST JUNE 2014. REVAMPED FEBRUARY 2017
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when you get this, please respond with five things that make you happy ! then, send to the last ten people in your notifications anonymously. you never know who might benefit from spreading positivity ! 🌼
EDIT: IT SAID FIVE. BUT I ACCIDENTALLY DID TEN. #myliferightnao
Why not? :) The world needs more positivity right now!
My kitties, Theo and Mini Pearl!
Music!
Getting organized. My life is a mess, but when I sit down and organize something, I honestly feel so good.
Quiet time.
Knowing that I’m well on my way to being a great sniper in Overwatch #nerdalert
My family and friends who have helped me and supported me through so much!
Making graphics in photoshop.
SNOW DAYS LIKE TODAY AYYYYYY!
Tacos!
Sushi!
Can you tell I started running out of things at the end?
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My multi-muse blog is coming along so slowly. I just want to use it RIGHT NAO.
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ARTHUR:
Teeth ground, it was all he could do to keep from BARKING back. How grating, this constant call for his attention —– and for what? to remind him of just how royally he had screwed them both?? No. Because he was tired. They both were, after having trudged through an endless maze of unfamiliar lands. Forests too thick, and too dark for it’s own good. It only got worse with the coming weather. RAIN. Thunderous black clouds rolled in almost unnaturally quick; shrouding them even more so in despair. It felt unrelenting, cold —– every tap against skin painful. Miserable; that’s what they were, and even then it felt much like an UNDERSTATEMENT. Merlin, of course, was only trying to help —- in his own way. The sort of way that pushed Arthur’s guilt just a little farther (whether he realized it or not ), leading to his inevitable break.
Arthur, can you stop for five seconds and listen to me!?
Like the brittle twigs beneath his boot, Arthur SNAPPED. Abruptly, and with such a force, he spun around to face his companion without concern for whether or not they’d clash. In fact, the sudden closeness only encouraged him to reach out and GRIP HOLD of that old neckerchief.
❝ Arthur, Arthur, ARTHUR —–- i’m starting to think nagging is the only thing you’re good for! ❞ the grip was unwavering, while a glower sought to dominate. ❝ I am AWARE of our predicament, Merlin. I understand that you’re cold, and miserable -—- and that we’ve passed that bloody BOULDER four times. I get it. It’s all my fault. Every which way we go, we end up no closer to home. So, unless you’ve found a way out —– do SHUT UP. ❞ Regret, it was felt immediately after. His hold had faltered, and he turned his back on him once more —–- stomping forward.
∟ @creatureofmagic·
While he had always enjoyed pushing Arthur’s buttons and teasing him because of just how entertaining his furious reactions were for the servant, this was something different. This was something born entirely from frustration and Merlin pointing out Arthur’s error was perhaps just a bit cruel. It didn’t change the fact, though, that they were trudging through the cold and the rain and the woods with absolutely no idea where they were or how to get back. And he was absolutely right. They had wandered past that boulder three times.
Suddenly, Arthur snapped, his frustration taking hold entirely as he spun around rather aggressively toward his servant. It was so quick and so abrupt that Merlin instinctively slid his legs back, but he couldn’t place any distance between them because Arthur had caught him roughly by the neckerchief. The blonde’s fist bunched into the red fabric as he was YANKED forward just those couple of extra centimeters. Hardly any room was left between them and he had to wonder if that was Arthur quite literally spitting those words out at him or if it was just the rain pouring down on him.
Merlin let him say everything he needed to say. Not that he could have stopped it if he tried, nobody stopped Arthur when he got this way, so Merlin just took it. Not happily, of course. He didn’t see himself as doing the man any favors by humoring him, but if he wanted silence, then he would give him silence.
Sometimes the silence was worse, honestly, and while Merlin COULD have been helpful and pointed out the cabin they had passed again, all he seemed to want to do was bitterly keep his mouth shut. So as Arthur finally released him, Merlin grimaced and uselessly tried to smooth out his slowly soaking tunic before setting off silently after him.
Frankly, he doubted he needed to say anything at all to annoy Arthur. The situation rather spoke for itself, but even so, Merlin couldn’t seem to help himself as his gaze bore into the back of the young King’s head.
It was fine. CLEARLY he didn’t need him.
#anleor#omg nooooooo#never apologize for length tHIS IS AMAZING#i missed this so much#I MISSED US SO MUCH
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DOLLOPHEAD:

Arthur thinks someday his face might stick in this expression. “—A cat.” Merlin’s excuse doesn’t slow him down; Arthur brings himself up short right in front of Merlin, and crosses his arms. The look stays. “Was this cat in possession of thumbs?”
He wasn’t convinced. Merlin couldn’t say he was participarly surprised either. Arthur’s approach drove his servant back until his back collided with a cabinet fixed to the wall, muttering a small ‘ouch’ but only taking his eyes off of Arthur for a split second before they’d returned to him.
“Well, I’m certain this cat has a set of teeth and an impressively strong jaw,” he decided with a firm nod of the head as though he’d never been so certain of anything in his entire life.
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THE MERCENARY KING:
Boots clicked against the stone floor, and Nnoitra had taken his eye off the servant, just to look around at the decor they were passing. Exactly why people wanted to live in large castles with USELESS things surrounding them, was beyond Nnoitra. Glancing back at his companion, he caught something that appeared like a look of confusion, before the servant quickly looked away again. Was he intimidated? Well, he wouldn’t be the first, even with how casual Nnoitra was around people, he was still FEARED by most. Was that a very small smile he saw? It would’ve been more polite of him to actually enjoy Nnoitra’s joke, but, oh well. Instead, he got words almost SHOT back at him, in what he’d certainly called a ‘ snappy ‘ way. A servant with some guts? Nice. There really was nothing worse than those who would cower before him. They were so BORING!
The two of them turned to the right, and that small half-grin the other was wearing, was reflected ten-folds upon Nnoitra’s own face. Big, white teeth showed behind thin lips, which pulled into a proper grin, and then —
❝ Yer Grace? ❞ Now, he was actually laughing. His laugh had never been a nice thing to listen to. Hoarse and just a little bit cold, but it was still genuine. Ah, he liked this servant— Merlin, was it? He definitely appreciated a man with humor. Nnoitra was a rather gloomy person, possibly because he was constantly surrounded by DEATH, but that didn’t mean he was robbed off the ability to enjoy himself. And, of course, he was in a generally GOOD mood right now, seeing as there was a tournament approaching. ❝ Yeah, ya kinda gave off that impression, Merlin, but now I take it back. Yer just bored, I bet. ❞ It couldn’t be much fun, being a servant.
❝ Wha’ do ya do ‘fer fun ‘round here? ❞ They probably wouldn’t be happy with him roaming the castle on his own, but he was already determined to go on an expedition. It wasn’t every day he was in a castle after all!
The longer he lived in this castle, the less and less attention he paid it, often taking it rather for granted. Gods, he lived in a castle and it wasn’t that he forgot that fact, but it could admittedly be difficult to properly appreciate in his position. But when he really stopped to think about it, he would never deny just how magnificent it was. Even if most if not all of the decor was rather useless.
Of course, that didn’t mean he suddenly started to enjoy being a servant. Some days it wasn’t so awful. Some days, he might daresay, were even good, but Merlin would have liked to be doing something else. Something that left him with even just a small sliver of dignity left in him. He couldn’t really picture himself doing anything else, though, and his choices were slim to none.
Merlin thought on his toes. Some people may have called that guts. Most seemed to call it stupidity. Merlin liked to call it charm. That charm at least seemed to be leaving the other man satisfied with his company. The boy had yet to decide if that was a good thing or a bad thing.
Oh -- Oh. But then he was laughing.
He couldn’t seem to help the way his smile tightened, a touch more strained than before as he rolled his gaze to the right and away from the other man who clearly was not a fan of formalities.
“I might be the wrong person to ask,” he told him, flicking his blue eyes back to him. “I’m the bored one, remember? Most fun I can recommend is the tavern.” Which Merlin, of course, frequented far too often for Arthur’s liking.
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some are scared to fly so high well this is how we have to try
private selective merlin written by ari
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I just wanted to say hey, you're awesome and I'm glad you're back.
Oh god, this was so nice to pop back on to, thankyou so much!!! <333 I’m really glad to be back, too, I’ve missed this blog so much!
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Sorry for the whole not being here very much thing, y’all! I’ve been super busy with my forum, but I’ve caught up on there now, so hopefully you can expect to see the replies I owe up later today after work. <3
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