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When Merlin smiles... 😏✨🥰

(@knightswaypoint the only *work* allowed around here is creating stuff that go with the pictures 😊😘)

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Merlin’s face freezes, his hand instinctively going to grab at whatever breaching his core.

Arthur slashes at his opponent. He finally defeats him. Blood coats his hands and armour, but the only thing he sees is Merlin lying on the ground. He screams, “Physician. Get a physician! Please, Gwaine! Hurry!”

He rushes to his friend’s side, but Merlin is wheezing in his arms and rapidly losing blood, and he knows he will not be able to save him and he can only pray that it is not too late-

Merlin takes Arthur’s wrist, holds it tightly in his hand, trying to anchor himself to this world perhaps. If he is succeeding, Arthur does not know, but nevertheless, Merlin speaks;

“It is alright, Arthur,” he says as another trail of blood carves itself from the corner of his mouth. It is another mark, another sign that Merlin is dying, and like a single sand in an hourglass it counts down to his demise.

“Merlin, do not speak,” Arthur whispers, his voice cracking. “Do not say anything, alright? The physician will be here soon.”

But Merlin only shakes his head, or does the equivalent of it, as he is impaled and lying in Arthur’s arms. “It is too late.”

Arthur can only shake his head furiously. “You will survive this.”

“It is too late, Arthur.” And then he smiles. “And it’s okay.” He lets go of Arthur’s wrist in favour of weaving his fingers in with Arthur’s. His other hand preoccupied with holding the wound where the sword juts out, Merlin refuses to look down at it. For a moment, he looks like he has lost all hope. It’s only now Arthur realises that Merlin’s crying. “I do not have much energy.” Arthur nods. Silence passes. “I always knew it was me who would die,” he whispers. “No matter what anyone said, no matter what destiny told me-“ he coughs, Arthur uses his cape to dry the blood off his face. “No matter what destiny told me, I knew that I would do anything in my power to make it so I was the one dead and not you.” Arthur is confused, he does not know what destiny Merlin speaks of, but he is also tired and shaken. He does not dare find out more. “But I’m scared Arthur.” The words ring in Arthur’s ears. It is possibly the first time he has heard Merlin say it.

Merlin. Stupid brave Merlin. He is scared and Arthur does not know what to do. “I’m scared, too.”

Merlin’s hold is tighter on his hand. “I-“ He cuts himself off abruptly. He takes a second, deciding to abandon whatever he was trying to say earlier. “Is there a lot of blood?” Arthur is no fool, he knows Merlin feels the wetness in his palm.

Arthur shakes his head, pressing his lips into a line in an attempt to stop another cry from escaping his throat. “No. No blood.”

I’m back! :) Hope you enjoyed this one.

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i still am near constantly thinking about morgana

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some house md images for everyday of the week

i tried to get everyone in

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woke house md

> he needs PRONOUNS to live

> hey foreman your PARENTAL FIGURE'S so PLUS SIZED, when XIR beepa goes off FOLX think XE'S backin up

> you cant always get what you JOE BIDEN

feel free to add.

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When I say I love found family im not referring to “aesthetic youth by daughter run away queer ya teen dystopian rebel fantasy young adult” found family, I’m referring to “seven community college students ranging from 18 to 70 years old with varying degrees of neurological ailments who form an intense trauma bond over their Spanish one class” found family. If ykyk

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when people put "trigger warning" on their content without specifying what the trigger warning is for

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Another Jinx Web Weave because i cant wait for s2

Song- Claw Machine - Sloppy Jane, Phoebe Bridgers

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Destroyed over the fact that everyone thought that Agatha had sacrificed her son to get the Darkhold, and even the fan theories had something to do with her killing him, accidentally or not, but in reality: he just died because he was meant to.

He died of natural causes and Agatha didn’t kill her son. In some way she actually saved him by giving him more time.

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You can spam boop me!

reblog if you let people spam boop you

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Reblog if your blog is boopable-safe so you can get all the (probably new) achievements. I don’t care about notes I just want boops

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I‘m also just gonna add the sketch of that painting real quick. This only took a couple of hours, but I thought it was pretty.

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The Traitor.

Shakespeare’s The Tragedy of Julius Caesar Act III, Scene II / The Assassination of Julius Caesar by William Holmes Sullivan / Act III, Scene 2 / Matthew 26:21 / The Death of Julius Caesar by Vincenzo Camuccini / Sophocles’s Antigone by Jean Anouilh (trans. Lewis Galantiere) / Matthew 26:48 / Trish Mateer / The Taking of Christ by Caravaggio / Matthew 27:4

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"i'm a top" "i'm a bottom" okay?? some men are born to... plow fields... some live to be great physicians, others... to be great kings. me? i was born to serve you arthur. and i'm proud of that. and i wouldn't change a thing.

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Sometimes I think about how the first thing Spike did with the Buffybot was indulge in a role play where she almost staked him and then immediately went down on her. The man is just incredible.