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For years, Arthur has had a secret affair with his magic advisor Emrys. In truth, he's never seen his face, but that bod-.
The problem is that Arthur's had a crush on Merlin, his manservant, for even longer. The one he has on Emrys had developed slowly and steadily.
Merlin is his best friend. Arthur couldn't bear losing him to his feelings.
Emrys, he knows feels the same. But Arthur barely knows him.
It's becoming harder and harder for Arthur to make a decision.
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“They were unarmed! They… There were children… a-and I…”
“Sire, shh… Come, shed your tears.”
“I c-can’t…”
“Your father will not see. Let me help you bear it, my prince…”
My third piece for this series, based off the idea that Leon was like an older brother to Arthur growing up. This scene takes place right after the attack that Arthur led on a Druid camp as a youth (mentioned in s4e10). I imagine that Uther forced his son… Um, sorry for the angsty turn! The first two pieces might cheer you up, so please check them out HERE and HERE… (My Art Tag)
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(Posting this now bc Twitter is a mess rn)
[vampire Arthur 🩸]
- before a nice breakfast 😋
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Ok so like with this Merlin fic, I am having trouble writing the spaces and how the characters move in them. I'm a very visual person so I like to see what I am describing. My solution to the problem? Create the castle in Minecraft 💀 it's taking me forever but it's so much fun mabey I'll create the whole citadel and make a Minecraft server for when I release the fic 👀
#shitpost#fanfic#bbc merlin#merlin#arthur pendragon#merlin x arthur#but that not going to be for a very long time#i'm sorry#I just can't keep the ideas in my head anymore
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@feuxx's MerMerlin
today i'm having a blast at drawing, but now i slep. G'night.
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Arthur Pendragon was trained to lead, to fight, and to obey — the son of King Uther, raised to hate magic and rule with an iron fist. But at the age of fourteen, a miracle changed everything. To survive the countless attempts on his life, Arthur was granted an ancient and forbidden power: luck, creation, and disguise.
Now, hidden behind a red armor with black spots and a cloak that conceals his identity, he becomes Lordbug, the silent guardian of Camelot. No enemy recognizes him, no ally suspects. While everyone sees a disciplined prince, loyal to the throne, few know of the masked warrior who saves the kingdom night after night.
But Arthur lives in conflict: over time, he begins to realize that the magic he was taught to destroy might be what’s keeping Camelot standing. And everything changes when he crosses paths with the mysterious Cat, a protector of sorcerers whose eyes see far more than the armor dares to hide...
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Before Camlaan / Chivalry fell on it’s sword
(based on The meeting in the turret stairs by Fredric William Burton)
Once again drawing merthur with semi historical accuracy, this time with 13th-14th century inspirations!!! (though merlin has some 15th century influenve in the sleeves)
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merthur rkgk been reading a lot of fics abt them the past couple days #6
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Johnny: Why is your back all scratched up?
Peter: [Flashback to him chasing a raccoon after Johnny told him to leave it alone] I'm having an affair.
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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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