hisyoungwarlock
hisyoungwarlock
It's Destiny.
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{we are all burdened with secrets and lies. the only difference, is whether we choose to live with them, or die with them.} merlin of camelot - a pleasure to meet you, i'm sure. i work for his majesty, the king. it is my duty, and my honour, to protect the self-conceited bugger him. if there's anything i can do, just let me know. -- indie rp blog for merlin ambrosius; multiverse and multiship; nsfw and triggers will be tagged --
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hisyoungwarlock · 12 years ago
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For one whole ask you can do whatever you please to my muse. You can kick them, punch them, kiss them, tell them anything, and my muse will not fight back.
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hisyoungwarlock · 12 years ago
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hisyoungwarlock · 12 years ago
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Put one of these in my askbox to see how my Muse reacts.
"I think I’m forgetting something."
"This seems familiar." 
"You lied to me!"
"Are you threatening me?"
"Is that my shirt?"
"Where did you find this?"
"Explain yourself."
"Where were you?"
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hisyoungwarlock · 12 years ago
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+neverchangemerlin has approached the man-servant.
Riding. Gods, how he hated riding. If there was one thing that would ruin the servant's day, it was bloody well riding. And here they were. Of course, it wasn't that Merlin had anything against horses -- they were sweet, gentle creatures, when given the correct care. But sitting on top of them for half a day was not only unfair on the animals, but uncomfortable for he himself. Shooting a sidewards glance at Arthur, he grumbled under his breath, chewing the inside of his cheek. "We could've at least split the baggage..."
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hisyoungwarlock · 12 years ago
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+2 have approached the man-servant.
The morning was rarely stress-free, and as Merlin flitted through the woods, gathering berries and flowers in record time, he was more than aware of the sun, steadily rising above the citadel; Arthur would be up soon. He was just ready to leave — but then he heard the twig snapping. He spun around, grabbing a stick from the forest floor as he did so, brandishing it at the clearing, his eyes dancing about the foliage. “Who goes there?” he demanded, his voice wavering slightly as he spoke. “I said, who goes there?”
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hisyoungwarlock · 12 years ago
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+5 have approached the man-servant.
Merlin cursed under his breath, knee-deep in horse dung, as he shovelled; it appeared almost endless. Admitting temporary defeat, the young warlock propped himself up with the handle of his spade, glancing over at the entrance, and, more importantly, the figure standing within it. Forcing a smile onto his lips, he called over to them, exhaustion seeping through as he spoke. “I’m just a little bit busy at the moment, so whatever it is that you’re here for, I’m afraid it’s going to have to wait.”
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hisyoungwarlock · 12 years ago
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+5 have approached the man-servant.
The morning was rarely stress-free, and as Merlin flitted through the woods, gathering berries and flowers in record time, he was more than aware of the sun, steadily rising above the citadel; Arthur would be up soon. He was just ready to leave -- but then he heard the twig snapping. He spun around, grabbing a stick from the forest floor as he did so, brandishing it at the clearing, his eyes dancing about the foliage. "Who goes there?" he demanded, his voice wavering slightly as he spoke. "I said, who goes there?"
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hisyoungwarlock · 12 years ago
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+5 have approached the man-servant.
Merlin cursed under his breath, knee-deep in horse dung, as he shovelled; it appeared almost endless. Admitting temporary defeat, the young warlock propped himself up with the handle of his spade, glancing over at the entrance, and, more importantly, the figure standing within it. Forcing a smile onto his lips, he called over to them, exhaustion seeping through as he spoke. "I'm just a little bit busy at the moment, so whatever it is that you're here for, I'm afraid it's going to have to wait."
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hisyoungwarlock · 12 years ago
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+andalake made a joke about your ears.
No... No, his eyes must be deceiving him... There was no other way. But, surely, as Merlin trudged past the thicket of brambles, the (ridiculously manly) basket of flowers in his grip, fell to the forest floor. There, mere metres before him, was Freya. The woman he'd watched die all those years ago, the woman he'd forced himself to say goodbye to, after trying so hard not to fall head over heels in love with her. "I... It... How is it you still look so beautiful?" It was all he had to say, and, to be honest, the most prominent question on his mind right now. She looked so undamaged, untainted, untouched... As perfect as before.
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hisyoungwarlock · 12 years ago
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+dragonbooksandberries made a joke about your ears.
"Merlin Ambrosius — of Camelot. Anything I can do to help you? Or are you looking for Arthur? Either way, I’d be happy to attend to your needs."
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hisyoungwarlock · 12 years ago
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+kindlyqueen made a joke about your ears.
"Your Majesty," Merlin bowed, before striding towards the throne, "I heard there was a matter of importance. Be it mild or urgent, I'm here to donate my aid." The servant smiled, humbly, his features soft, his eyes reflecting his spirit; he was missing something. Someone. But then again, all citizens of Camelot were. There King was gone.
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hisyoungwarlock · 12 years ago
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+utherkingofcamelot made a joke about your ears.
"King Uther, your Majesty -- I heard there was a matter of great importance, and I was required at once... How may I aid you, Sire?"
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hisyoungwarlock · 12 years ago
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+born-from-solitude made a joke about your ears.
"Merlin Ambrosius — of Camelot. Anything I can do to help you? Or are you looking for Arthur? Either way, I’d be happy to attend to your needs, Sire."
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hisyoungwarlock · 12 years ago
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Modern AU: But you smiled anyway. 
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hisyoungwarlock · 12 years ago
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Just some general things you should know about my blog ~
when i make a starter i want you to respond — don’t be scared, i don’t bite. my muse, on the other hand…
if i say “message me if you’d like to plot" i mean it — i want to plot with you guys, seriously
if i say my askbox is open to roleplays i mean it’s open to roleplays
seriously guys, i love you all, please don’t think i’m just saying shit for the sake of it
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