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"She who, without asking, understood it all and still came to her fate."

Helaena Targaryen trapped in prophecy

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Arthur: Merlin and I—

Gwen: —are getting married?!

Arthur: Yes, how did you know?

Gwen: (pulling out a huge binder) Sit down, sire, I’ve already planned everything.

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For @merlinmicrofic prompt "storm"

Pairing: Merthur if you squint

Rating: gen

Warnings: None

Words: 499

There is always a storm in Arthur’s eyes. The blue seems to go from a serene sea to a greyish cloud. It's only sorrow that makes them cloudy.

Anger makes them icy, blazing a cold fire. Merlin would love to say it was always righteous anger, but it would be a lie. Arthur has a temper, an echo of his father.

Where he differs though, is in making amends, admitting his follies. His eyes simmer, unsure, a slow-rolling wave just off the shore. As if he fears rebuke. Another mark of Uther.

It's not only his eyes that Merlin watches. When Arthur is at his desk, working on the humdrum everyday tasks of ruling; reading missives and pleas, drafting reports—though Merlin writes them; even with his royal education Arthur struggles to spell and his handwriting is shaky—Merlin watches his brow wrinkle in concentration. In the years that have passed since he was appointed manservant, lines have begun to settle on Arthur's face, faint crow's feet around those tempestuous eyes, a wrinkle to his forehead that doesn't leave when he relaxes. Merlin thinks, privately, they only accentuate Arthur's noble features.

His profile is something to behold. Bathed in firelight, Arthur’s face is thrown into sharp relief, the angles and planes of it highlighted in red and gold. Arthur’s jaw is angular, though it's tempered by a boyish roundness his face never lost. His cheekbones aren't as prominent as Merlin’s own, but they are still noticeable, there to admire.

Merlin admires Arthur's nose, too. The regal curve, the crookedness setting him apart from any other ten-a-penny beauty. Arthur calls it imperfect, but Merlin has heated disagreements with him on that subject. It is not the nose a simpering portrait artist would draw, that much is true. It suits Arthur, makes him real and unique. Merlin adores it.

Arthur's lips draw Merlin’s eye most. They're delicate, almost feminine, although Arthur’s visage is all male. They're plush, soft-looking, though Merlin is close enough to see they are often chapped and bitten through being out in all weathers, and from the way he chews his bottom lip when he's unsure.

The storm carries through Arthur’s body. His hands, broad and calloused from years of swordplay gesticulate wildly when he speaks, though never when he's in the council chambers. He stays stiff, measured. He must, for the older councillors will not hold with displays of passion.

Passion, though, is what Arthur knows. He has never followed any cause without loud and unselfconscious dedication.

He squares broad shoulders in the face of anything, straightens his impressive stature, and faces anything head-on—for better or worse.

Arthur trusts Merlin to weather his storms. He no longer dismisses him when guilt and disappointment eat at him and he does naught but pace like a caged bear.

He allows, now and then, Merlin’s long fingers to stroke his golden locks, to soothe the squall within him.

When Arthur sleeps, Merlin perched on the bed beside him, the sea is calm.

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Merlin disappeared for the day and Arthur agreed to accompany his knights to the tavern in hopes of finding his servant there. When Merlin was not there, Arthur came to the conclusion he probably had a lover. A man most likely because why else be so secretive? He ignored the feeling of his heart breaking and went to get another round. Tonight he wasn't the king. Arthur was, like most men in the establishment, some poor fool who drank to get rid of the pain.

It was much later when the door suddenly opened and a lithe figure slipped in. When he stepped into the candlelight, Arthur frowned, before a big smile brightened his face.

Merlin: The tavern? Really?

Arthur jumped up from his chair, stumbling over to his servant, who looked like a deer in the headlights.

Merlin: Arthur are you drunk?

Arthur had managed to make his way over and was now pulling on Merlin's arm.

Arthur: 'm not drunk, I was just so sad

Merlin looked at the knights like they were responsible for the kings current state.

Meanwhile said king continued to pull on Merlin's sleeve until they were close enough that Arthur could wrap his arms around him, his head buried in Merlin's neck.

Arthur: don't worry, 'm not sad anymore, now you're here

Merlin, confused why his dollophead would suddenly care if he was there or not: Why were you sad?

Arthur tightened his grip: i know you have somebody, thats not fair, tell me Merlin, who is it? So I can demand a duel. I would win, Merlin, for you I would kill, for you I would die

Merlin trying to wiggle out of his grasp squeaking: Oh my god you are beyond all reason how much have you had? We should go and get you ready for bed

Arthur pouting: Are you coming with me?

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You’re not depressed. You just need $250,000 in your bank account.

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(tw suggestive) Lap dance

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A Hundred Quid

Author: supercalvin

Rating: Teen and Up Audiences

Word Count: 3,836

Details: Merlin/Arthur Pendragon (Merlin), Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alternate Universe - College/University, Friends to Lovers, Pining Arthur, Fluff and Humor, Childhood Friends, Wager.

Summary: There's a man sitting in Arthur's spot at the bar, talking to Lance. He's gorgeous, and just about everything Arthur finds attractive in a man. But when he turns around, Arthur's more than surprised at what he finds.

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Merlin's ex walking in

Merlin: oh shit, Arthur, you have to help me.

Arthur: *annoyed and tired* Merlin, I've worked my fourth 12hour shift this week, I can't -

Merlin: Please!!! She broke up with me and said no one would ever want me. I've been telling her I was getting married. Can you pretend to like - be on a trip with me, like, preparing for my wedding?

Arthur: *instantly awake* ok, I've got us covered

Three hours later, Merlin is frozen at the table, while Arthur is having a long thorough conversation about wedding receptions and invite plans and shit with Merlin' ex. Merlin has never seen Arthur this excited in months.

Ex: so, you're like, his wedding planner?

Arthur: *no hesitation* fiancé

Merlin: *coughs* (that's not what I asked of you!!!)

Ex: *surprised* then you should know he hates these fruit cakes

Arthur: they are not for him, sweety. My father is allergic to them and I need him savely tugged away somewhere so he won't ruin the wedding. *Mutters: I hope the hospital is far away*

Ex: oh

Merlin: *whispering* you're overselling it

Arthur: *ignoring him* I've had a friend of mine help me with the actual food arrangements. Merlin is such a picky eater, so we had to make sure- ....

Much, much later:

Merlin: You've talked so much about that wedding, I'm half convinced it's actually happening

Arthur: I'll pick you up on Wednesday to get suits. You should be free at 7

Merlin: Arthur... This was a one time thing -

Arthur: and let her call you a liar? Not on my watch!

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the "came back wrong" trope except like... they didnt. like this mad scientists wife died, and so he studied necromancy, brought her back, and she came back and it all worked. like she came back exactly the same as she was before with literally no difference. but the scientist guy is like "oh no... what have i done.... shes Different now!!!! she came back Wrong!!!!" and shes just like. chilling. reading a book. cooking dinner. shes just so so normal but in the guys mind hes like "oh shes soooo weird" but shes just normal

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You do realize the show was up for one month and the first fic was already made, in 2008.

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by Thegreywasiangoddex

There are some things that not even the most evil of people deserve to see.

Words: 913, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 1 of Getting Walked In On

Fandoms: Merlin (TV)

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: M/M

Characters: Merlin (Merlin), Arthur Pendragon (Merlin), Morgana (Merlin), Gaius (Merlin)

Relationships: Merlin/Arthur Pendragon (Merlin)

Additional Tags: Top Arthur Pendragon/Bottom Merlin (Merlin), Bottom Merlin (Merlin), Top Arthur Pendragon (Merlin), Accidental Voyeurism, Being Walked In On, Short One Shot, reupload

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i attended a medieval literature class where every single student had watched bbc’s merlin and some of the ways the show was described include

‘the one where king arthur has a hot magical twink’

‘has an evil cgi dragon acting like a bridge toll giving prophecies and riddles’

‘the gay one with the gays and the lesbians’

and my personal favourite, ‘merlin commits too hard to the bit and suffers for it’

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Arthur looking out his bedroom window , yearningly: sometimes I wonder if you crave my presence the way I crave your's when you're not around. Do chase every single shadow the way I do in hopes it would be yours? Do you shout my name like I do in hopes that the wind may carry my voice to know that I want you found?

Leon looking at Arthur with bags under his eyes: My Lord, please. Merlin's just gone picking herbs, he'll be back in an hour. We have a meeting to attend , Sire-

Arthur stomping his foot on the ground: I WANT MY MERLIN!!!

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Arthur after Gwaine got banished: Merlin be honest do you want to go with him?

Merlin: What? Are you banishing me?

Arthur: No! I just meant... you know. Would you rather go with him than stay here?

Merlin: No, my place is with you, Sire.

At this point Arthur sighs and decides to try a last time

Arthur: I don't want to be what keeps you two apart

Merlin: What on earth are you talking about?

Arthur: Gwaine and you. Come on it was obvious.

Merlin: What was obvious??

Arthur grimacing: The two of you... Together... *waving his hand in some vangue gesture* you know do I really have to say it

Merlin mockingly copying the gesture: Yes.

Arthur: The two of you were clearly in love so if you rather go with him I understand

That makes Merlin laugh so hard he throws his head back

Merlin: We are not in love Arthur. Gwaine is a friend.

Now it's Arthur's time to snort: A friend? I don't think Gwaine thinks the same, it's obvious when he looks at you

Merlin just shrugs at that: And eyes reveal all feelings? It doesn't have to mean anything, I mean people have told me before you look besotted when you look at me and we both know that's bullshit

Arthur stands still at once, like a deer facing danger, held in place only by the fear of triggering the predators instinct to chase

Arthur: what

Merlin with another snort: yeah stupid i know

Arthur: Who said that

Merlin: Oh well just Gaius and Gwen, Morgana mentioned it too. Gwaine ironically. Oh and Lancelot, one of the guards, Amy the maid who took care of Lady what was her name?? The one who wanted to elope with Sir Bran, doesn't matter anyways. And Uther one time but he muttered it I don't think I was supposed to hear

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The Once and Future Drunker and his Drunkagon Lord

Merlin: you have pretty eyes

Arthur: You like- hic- me? Hic!

Merlin: Yeah...hic

Narrator: They are married...

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The defeated and bloodied king was chained to kneel in front of his enemy and he says weakly: "Is my wife still alive?" His enemy nodded. "You fools," he said smirking, and the king starts laughing as the sounds of explosions getting closer shake the room.