#Merlance

[observaureium]

established mercelot where they slept together on the first night is always smthn ill treasure bcuz ofc they'd look at each other and think "my heart has known you longer than my eyes have seen you. it's you. it will always be you." thats just how they are

but there is also so much lovely potential in them falling so slowly over time that when it finally hits them its like being flung off a cliff. the warmth in their gut boils over and escapes the pot to tell them this has been brewing since long before they even considered being more than friends.

maybe one day after all the losses and wins and saving kingdoms countless times and talking to dragons and fulfilling destiny they'd be having an uneventful workday in the castle, so uneventful they'd have time to just relax, and when they relax they always look for each other and when they do perhaps they would find a quiet corner in the castle to just talk and hide from arthur as they snicker like mischevious kids

and then

they meet eyes over silence

or when merlin says a sassy remark

or when lancelot can't help but compliment him

the noise of the world and even merlin's magic calms down, and in true friends-to-lovers slowburn fashion, they realize, "it's always been you. why didnt i see it before? it will always be you."

[sword-wielding-sapphic]

[thefollow-spot]

"Untitled" (Dexterous)

|| Lancelot/Merlin ● G ● WC: 200 ● No Warnings ||

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Merlin was a tangle of overgrown limbs in loose-stitched boots and sleeves: tripping over himself everywhere he went—but the tips of his fingers were the most precise tools Lancelot had ever seen.

They never shook when Merlin pulled stitches along cuts and gashes. When he took Lancelot on his errands to the woods, he handled a penknife at the stems of rare plants against a deft thumb. With magic, his palms struck the air, seismic. All of his grace was in his hands. Lancelot remembered this, and so laughed every time he saw Merlin barrel head-first over a bench, table, or cart.

Once, beyond the city walls, they escaped the castle clatter, and sprawled in a field of weeds beside Merlin’s satchel and Lancelot’s sword belt. Lancelot relaxed with closed eyes, and felt Merlin trace the shell of his ear with a steady hand.

“I feel lucky,” Merlin said, “that you love me.”

“Who says I love you?” Lancelot teased.

“You do. Constantly.”

He only had to shift his head to see Merlin grinning, smug. And he was right: Lancelot was a terrible romantic. He reached over and took Merlin’s delicate fingers, and kissed the knuckle on each one.

[kairennart]

what do you mean I'll love you for the rest of my life and you'll miss me for the rest of yours

[imm0rtal-idi0t]

how can two boys be so beautiful together?????

[holy-duckk]

happy valentines day to them<3

[dont-let-me-eat-pears]

Merlin and Lancelot

[merlin-reboot-when]

Still thinking about how Lancelot took an oath to serve and protect Arthur and then he also promised Gwen to save Arthur at whatever cost, but then he completely abandoned the entire quest to bring Merlin back to Gaius. He really did put Merlin above everything else.

[not-rome]

I am not the same person.

[ironmischeifgoddess]

I have seen quite a bit of people talking about how during the year between season 3 and 4, Lancelot was likely helping Merlin with his magically shenanigans but more often then not it’s portrayed as like this

Like everyone forgets Lancelot straight up committed identity fraud because Merlin batted his eyes at him??? Lancelot casually and subtly encourages Merlin to do magic (aka commit treason) in the middle of the crowded hallways?? Yes Lancelot was probably helping as much as Merlin let him but it was probably more like:

Poor Gaius has to deal with his disaster nephew/son/ward AND his disaster nephew/son/ward’s disaster treason buddy/best friend/boyfriend with full knowledge of what they are up to and just barley managing to avoid even more chaos. The real reason the writers never let Gwaine figure out Merlin’s magic is he’d be just as much an enabler as Lancelot, and more than willing to cause more chaos.

[morganaconda]

[mercelotweek]

✨mercelot week 2025✨

✨starting MAY 25th to MAY 31st✨

FOR FANFIC WRITERS - prompts and/or themes:

Day 1: “it took you almost 4 years to fully trust me, and it took you all of one minute to stop.” + Lancelot Du Lac episode AU

Day 2: “do you not get it? we don't ever get a happy ending, we don't ever go home!” + hurt/comfort

Day 3: “whether you like it or not, i’m not giving up on you” + pre-season 4 AU

Day 4: “i will be the greatest loss of your life” + humor

Day 5: “what about me?” + the darkest hour AU

Day 6: bamf!lancelot + angst

Day 7: free day + au of your choice

there is an ao3 collection under the name which can be found here “mercelot week 2025” - if you wish to add your fics

please put the day and prompt in your summary if posting to ao3.

reminder: merlin/lancelot do not need to be the one to say the line or be the things exactly! and the + means and/or. these are mostly for inspiration alone. if you would like to just write the quote for day one, for example, and not use the au, then that's perfectly fine.

FOR GIFS/ VIDEO/ ART CREATORS - quotes and/or themes:

Day 1: “somewhere between the night we met and the day you left, there was love, so much love.” + red

Day 2: parallels + orange

Day 3: au + yellow

Day 4: “it’s strange. i felt less lonely when i didn’t know you.” + green

Day 5: song lyrics + blue

Day 6: favorite poem + purple

Day 7: free day + rainbow

rules:

must be posted on tumblr so i can reblog!

please tag your posts as #mercelotweek2025 and/or tag this account directly.

NSFW is allowed, just please tag appropriately.

have fun and enjoy yourself! this week is all about supporting each other and sharing your work!

questions, concerns, or just wanna talk? you can dm or send asks at this account or my main @bellamyblakru

[sword-wielding-sapphic]

merlin be like 'I know a spot' and takes you to the final resting place of all his dead love interests

[thefollow-spot]

"Untitled" (Something Divine)

Lancelot/Merlin ● T+ ● WC: 300 ● No Warnings // Posted for @merlinmicrofic 2025, for the prompt, 'Guilt'. // Medieval Christianity AU

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“Did you ever pray?” Lancelot asked, one green spring in the woods. A petal floated down, and caught in Merlin’s hair as he hummed, thoughtful, the river glinting light across his nose.

“Used to beg God to take my magic,” Merlin said. “I don’t, anymore.”

“No?”

“No. I don’t think I was… made for it.” Merlin was perilous: brave, beautiful, honourable—in perpetual service to God’s chosen king. What did it mean, for someone like him to be abandoned by Heaven?

“I think you were, though,” Merlin added, and Lancelot could find no reprieve from the longing in his chest.

~

Then, he was sinking to his knees. Then, in the wake of his proper knighting ceremony, Lancelot couldn’t help himself. Then, they were in his chambers: Lancelot clutching the backs of Merlin’s knees, Merlin holding the nape of his neck, trembling like he wasn’t allowed to touch.

“Aren’t you…?” Merlin gasped. “Isn’t this…?”

“Let me, please.” Lancelot begged, wanting him bare. “You’re… you’re something…”

“Divine?” Merlin teased, laughing.

“Oh, God. Yes.”

Lancelot dragged his tongue over the promise of Merlin’s hipbone: his rough, warmed skin. Now he was weak, so made his mouth full before he could swear something blasphemous.

~

Merlin finds Lancelot in the chapel again: kneeling alone, pressed hands, soaking in stained-glass light. This place doesn’t love him, vessel of Old magic. Merlin should be unwelcome before the cross: a carved man perpetually martyring. But the scene has always been beautiful.

He slips behind Lancelot. “What are you praying for?”

“Forgiveness.”

Whispers, echoing. Lancelot trembles backwards; Merlin slides a hand over his chest.

This: the most selfish thing he does. He should retreat from the eyes of Lancelot’s God. Instead, he fits against Lancelot’s spine, bending for a sweet, open-mouthed kiss. Lancelot’s surrender is a shaking, needful sigh.

[personaje-fics]

they told me nothing new, but I love to read the words you use

Merlin/Lancelot, 3.6k, Explicit, Graphic descriptions of violence.

Lancelot threw the fight on purpose just to be able to claim he lost and needed rest. Merlin was coincidentally polishing a piece of armour next to the water pitchers. --- Snapshots of their relationship after Ynnealay's "Loneliness Came And You Were Away."

Fic on AO3

[kissme-withyour-cherrylipstick]

New headcanon: Lancelot gave Merlin the purple shirt because when he became a knight he could afford nice things and thought Merlin should have something nice too.