#merlin thread

[morethanweseem]

Tag drop. Have a gifL

[gvaine]

You're a better man than your father. Always were.

[irishyuri]

bouncing around the walls of my enclosure. sir gwen.

[ranticore]

i had to stop for the day but this is a fun one that i'll probably finish in procreate

a three-way battle for airspace control. having scored a successful hit on an enemy, the green lowers his guard and turns down, failing to spot the enemy that has him in her sights

pitched battles in the air between airbases occur immediately preceding an incursion from above. the airbase that succeeds in gaining control of the battlefield will have full rights to the airspace, and all subsequent spoils of war and reward money for protecting the ground communities below

[wikitpowers]

kitty and merthur parallels bc i'm sad pt.1 (beware of spoilers!)

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[masteraqua]

this isn't likely to be a popular opinion, but the more i think about it, the less convinced i am that twilight town has any place in kh3

[justaz]

soft!merthur obsessed with each other and being completely, glaringly obvious about it. walking close enough for their fingers to be constantly brushing, talking with their other hand and refusing to break the touch. standing next to each other in a group, slowly shifting closer and closer until they’re pressed up against each other. despite there being other people, whenever they speak the other just has to respond leading them to turn to one another and have their own back and forth, their heads tilting closer and closer until their noses are just inches apart. merlin pretending to find issues with arthur’s clothes to fix that aren’t actually there just to touch him but arthur’s not gonna comment on that bc it means he gets to feel merlin’s touch. gazing at each other across the room, across the training field, across camp, etc and just watching them exist with the softest gaze and a small, tender smile. when the other feels their gaze they look up at them first and meet their eyes unflinchingly. them staring at each other for a moment before they resume what they should be doing (albeit slightly flustered). arthur finding any excuse to keep merlin in his chambers just a little while longer when he should be retiring for bed

[quotidian-oblivion]

Three more days. Just three more days. Three more days and I'll be free.

[merlinemrys]

THREAD OF GOLD

Summary: The love story of Arthur and Gwen and the thread of fate that ties them together. | inspired by @kairennart’s fanart

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You are built for things bigger than love.

A legacy rests on your shoulders—the weight of an entire kingdom drags you to overthink every decision you have ever made. Not a good trait for a king, you know this, but it keeps happening anyway. You will continue to doubt and doubt and doubt.

You are meant for an arranged marriage with a princess who you do not know. You are meant to care for her in time and respect her as the queen she will become. She may even tell you her red thread of fate is tied to someone else. You will look at your own hand, still bare, and tell her you’re happy for her. Perhaps she will take her fate-tied beloved as her consort. Maybe you will warn her to keep it a secret and be careful of any bastards that might be conceived, then you can live in some semblance of harmony.

Of course, you never think of your own thread. You never believe in fairytales where the beautiful princess’ thread is tied to your own. Silly delusions, you say though your heart aches; your hand feels empty.

Besides, your thread only becomes visible to you when you fall in love with your soulmate. If reciprocated, the thread pulses with an unearthly light. There have been people with multiple threads, broken threads, threads that can only been seen by one party, people with no threads at all. But you’ve always been a romantic at heart. You’ve dreamt of a red thread that connects you to your fate-tied beloved. You’ve dreamt it glow.

Why are you thinking about this? How foolish. You will not marry for love, nor will you fall in love.

You’re built for better things than that.

READ THE REST ON AO3

[witchmd13]

another beautiful thing about “I don’t want you to change I want you to always be you” is that having magic to arthur didnt only automatically mean someone is evil, but that having magic corrupts them as well. to him, the person who starts using magic could start out as the sweetest person before that magic turns them evil. he’s been told that over and over and from his pov, that’s exactly what happened to morgana, turning the once sweet girl he grew up with to an abomination who wanted to hurt all of them. “morgana was always so kind and just, what happened to make her so twisted?”. So to arthur part of finding out that Merlin had magic have got to be fearing that this magic would corrupt him as well, like morgana, and in the process he’d lose him too. this confession is not only about arthur fully accepting merlin as who he is, but also confessing how scared it must’ve made him thinking about the possibility of losing merlin to magic too.

[spiritvsms]

open to: anyone ( @ivycovestarters ) setting: cordova wood campsite

it was a new kind of nostalgia that led merlin to the forest. while he had experienced the modern world in both lives, even watched it grow before his eyes in one, memories of the premodern world were closer now to him than they had ever been. his mind had always been a busy one, but exceptionally so since the flooding of past memories and the revival of his powers. for a man who always had the answers, having nothing but questions was an unfamiliar, and wildly confusing, state to be in. the quiet of the grove and the proximity to the lake called to him, and he abandoned his day's chores without a thought to answer that call. carried with him was a drawstring bag with basic necessities and a tent he had dug out of his garage, spiderwebs displaced as a result. when he no longer heard the presence of others, he sat in front of a makeshift fire pit that he had thrown together. with a brief flash of gold in his eyes, the campfire danced to life in front of him. he was taken back to his final moments with arthur, a feeling of unfamiliarity, even then; he had struggled to light a fire in his midst, eventually using his magic to do so and battling arthur's distrust in the moments following. merlin's reminiscence did not last long, cut short by footfalls ringing through his ears. in a state of paranoia, merlin burst upward and shakily called out, "who's there?" fear pressed at him, sure that the wandering stranger had witnessed how exactly he was able to light the fire.

[morethanweseem]

"Did you expect me to be wearing a fluffy blue robe?"

[gvaine]

1.04 ⋄ The Poisoned Chalice

[acrosstimeandspace]

so these three guys keep showing up in my dreams, right?

[wistfulvulpine]

saving fics from livejournal really shows how new and convenient the download button is on ao3

update: just learned i can't copy text on ff.net fics so i had to resort to screenshotting. the horror.

[unwaivering-archived]

MERLIN TRIPPED OVER HIS FEET and there went the tea set he was to bring Arthur. Scrambling to get the ware back on the tray, he was counting on help. Looking up, his hand went on the same peice as Ophelia's. He took his hand back sheepishly after contact was made. "Sorry and thank you. I was supposed to be bringing Arthur his lunch. Seems I'm going to have to go back to the kitchens again." // @theresastargirl