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My creative writing teacher had this exercise where we would just write what came to our minds. Found this in my drafts and did exactly that. Enjoy

Arthur can't pinpoint the exact moment when gold became his favourite colour. If he had to guess, he'd say it was the first time he had seen Merlin do magic without fear in his heart. Finding out Merlin was a sorcerer was…a lot to say the least. In that moment he had felt many things. Confusion and denial being the first, for he couldn't believe his Merlin could ever be a sorcerer. Ever since Arthur could remember his father had instilled in him that any form of magic was the epitomy of evil and, by default, so was anyone who used magic. All his life he was led to believe the use of magic would be the downfall of the kingdom, that anyone who uses it is pure evil. But, try as he might, anytime he looked at Merlin, he didn't see a shred of evil and that confused him to no end.

Maybe it was because he had come to know him as a bumbling baboon. His clumsy man servant who did the weirdest things. Like look for woodworm. Maybe if was because in all his years knowing Merlin, he had seen nothing but a kind man who had most of the castle in his sleeve. A loyal man who had fought a dragon with him when no one else would. A man who had proved over and over again since he had first saved him that he would do it again. The man who had drank poison for him.

That was supposed to be evil?

That was supposed to be a sorcerer.

No.

The world's greatest sorcerer? Magic itself?

Which begged another question. If Merlin was the embodiment of magic, then didn't that mean he represented magic itself? That was both comforting and not to Arthur. Because on one hand, he knew Merlin. At least, he thought he did. That man did not have an evil bone in his body. But on the other, if he was the embodiment of magic, the representation of magic....what about all the people who had made an attempt on his life.

An attempt he had learned Merlin had stopped every time.

And as Arthur looked at Merlin, who was currently sat on the ground with a little girl. His eyes casted that beautiful golden hue he loved so much, his hand hovered over the ground as a rose magically grew underneath it, Arthur had made his decision.

Magic was not evil. Not completely anyway. Not if Merlin had it. And Merlin would've probably been the only exception.

But still it was hard to say thatbhis father had been wrong. But he knew he must as he pulled a paper out of his desk. Dropped his quill in the black ink and started on his proposition to unban magic. His eyes glancing over at Merlin every once in a while.

Merlin was the only one currently allowed to do magic. And try as he might, he couldn't keep his best friend locked in a cell. He had unlocked the door, unable to look Merlin in the eyes. And yet the man stayed. Loyal to a fault but dumb as rocks in that moment. And so he let him wonder, having good faith Merlin would not go anywhere.

And Merlin had been bold. Using magic in front of Arthur and others. And Arthur had gotten used to it. Used to seeing the sun in Merlins eyes. Every time he did magic. Like light reflecting off of a coin. And he doesn't know when he began to enjoy it. He doesn't know when he became unafraid.

He knew it would be a long journey before Camelt came to accept magic like he had. He was still struggling to tell the truth. But in his heart he could not bring himself to kill any more people. To execute people who may be just as good as Merlin is. People Merlin didn't even know, yet cared about.

And Arthur couldn't help but muse that that's what a true king is after all. A reminder in the back of his head that Merlin was technically magical royalty. King of the druids. And he began to wonder how important an alliance would be between his kingdom and the druids. The best way to do that would be through marriage. And Arthur didn't want to admit he didn't hate the idea. He would be marrying his best friend after all. He would he able to see gold anytime he wished.

Eventually he would come to ask this of Merlin. And eventually Merlin would say yes. For alliance sake after all.

So in conclusion, yes. Gold was Arthur's favorite color. And in conclusion, it was utterly and completely because of Merlin.

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I was on call with my friends and changed my profile pic to Gaius, then sent the full pic to the group and my best friend (who‘s never seen the show) changed hers immediately:

This is what it looked like, fucking hilarious.

(And here‘s the full pic for those of you who have not seen this treasure:)

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a writing competition i was going to participate in again this year has announced that they now allow AI generated content to be submitted

their reasoning being that "we couldn't ban it even if we wanted to, every writer already uses it anyway"

"Every writer"?

come on

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Not gonna lie, I really wanted to see more of King Arthur. We had King Arthur for like what, 1 season? There was so much they could've done with Arthur being king. And instead he just....dies

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I want Merthur to have a "You came" "You called" moment

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One of my favourite Merlin/Gwaine moments. Before anything started, Gwaine asked Merlin if he’s ok and Merlin must have felt much safer when he saw Gwaine coming.

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"Stop and wait a sec'. Oh when you look at me like that, my darling, what did you expect? I'd probably still adore you with your hands around my neck,"

-505, Artic Monkeys

One word;

Merthur

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sometimes I remember that arthur didn't even know merlin was the greatest sorcerer in the world or that he was destined to be with him, and I just crumble. arthur just loved merlin because he was merlin. he liked him. he really liked him that much. that was more than enough for arthur. he was really planning to spend his entire life with his servant and he was fine with that. no matter what anyone said or thought. arthur listened to a servant over everyone else and he had no idea that he was the most powerful man he'd ever meet. he broke his heart. he just thought he was a servant and STILL he let him break his heart. over and over and over.

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BBC's Merlin is my Roman empire

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they really said SILENCE, FOOLS!

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"we're back in camelot-" ok merlin twitter account let's be real. who ever left. we never left lmao we're clearly all trapped in merlin limbo

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Uther: This quest must be completed alone

Arthur: understood

Uther: I mean it! Don't bring that manservant of yours along

Arthur: Of course father

Uther: I want you to promise me

Arthur: I promise father

A few moments later

Arthur: Merlin get packing, we're going on a quest

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Arthur: Please, give me a sign

Merlin: *walks into his chambers to do some chores*

Arthur: That's not exactly the sign that I had in mind, but I'll take it

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Arthur: Merlin

Merlin: *looks up and smiles*

Merlin: Hi :D

Arthur: *sighs* Hi

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Has Arthur come back yet?

Year 1 Day 141

Yes

No

FUCKING MAYBE IDK



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DRAWTOBER #13 - Strangled by the Red String of Fate by idlestories

“It has its roots in a legend from the east, sire. I believe it’s called the red string of fate.” “Fate?” Arthur said incredulously. “What, is he going to be the one to kill me?” “Getting more likely by the minute,” Merlin supplied. “Shut up, Merlin.” Gaius held up a weary hand. “Legend has it that the string connects people to the person with whom they are most compatible.” There was a beat of silence. “You have got to be kidding me.”

this fic? absolutely hilarious. Arthur and Merlin find themselves tied together by the red string of fate, and figure that attempting to fix it by having lots of sex probably isn't the worst thing they can do. it's one of the only fics I've read where Arthur knowing about Merlin's magic and the drama about that actually winds up taking a back seat to the rest of the general shenanigans, and it's really good fun to read.

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I was participating in After Camlann Big Bang, although my writer sadly couldn’t finish it so she agreed for me to post it separately!

I didn’t post two of the arts though, just to keep some spoilers away when she finishes the story! 😌✨

(Yes some of them are just sketches and their outfit design but still I hope you like it!)