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thee-bat-boys · 6 months

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Could we get a merlin fic maybe? Flangst would be appreciated!

*if the gif is yours please let me know and I'll credit you/take it down*

warnings; shouting (ish??)

a/n; i hope you like it! Let me know what you think, I loved writing this for Merlin!!

Merlin x gn reader

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"You could have died!" Y/n wasn't usually one to raise their voice, especially not when Prince Arthur was within ear shot, but they couldn't help it. Merlin stood in front of them, a sheepish look on his face with a serious glint in his eyes.

"I'm sorry but it's my-"

"Your destiny, yes, I've heard it a thousand times!" Their voice grew quieter as they spoke, again mind on Arthur being within earshot. Y/n shook their head, taking a deep breath as they took another step towards Merlin.

"You mean so much to me Merlin, you know that, and I understand that it is your destiny to protect Arthur but please, think about someone else." They could feel the tears welling up in their eyes, willing them to go away. "Think about the life we have in front of us, the wedding and the home we are going to create when we're back in camelot. Think about me."

Merlin was silent, unsure of what to say to y/n as they stood in front of him nearly in tears. Being related to the King of Camelot had often meant y/n's feelings remained their own, no one able to pierce their heart, but now stood in front of merlin, y/n's heart was on their sleeve.

Instead of allowing Merlin to say anything, overcome with emotions, y/n bid Merlin goodnight and took themselves to bed. Merlin watched them leave, Gauis in his head telling him what the right thing to do would be. Away from home Merlin realised that y/n most likely would be overly emotional, especially at the prospect of not even returning to Camelot.

As the night grew on, snores sounded around y/n as they lay in bed. Sleep evaded them, no hint of tiredness in their eyes as they lay staring blankly at the dying fire. A rustle alerted them to someone moving closer, hand inching closer to the dagger they kept under the blanket.

"It's me." At Merlin's voice they relaxed slightly but not fully, not after the way y/n had spoken to Merlin earlier in the evening. "Can I sit?"

"Yeah, whatever." Y/n was glad Merlin still wanted to sit by them but didn't want to appear that way, acting indifferent. There was a silence as Merlin took a seat, sitting close enough that he was slightly touching y/n, able to feel their warmth from under the blanket.

"I'm sorry." Y/n swallowed as Merlin spoke, his voice low so no one else could hear. "I'm sorry that I didn't think of you, that I don't think of you when I go into danger. It's hard, knowing there's someone who cares about me as much as you do, that-" Merlin's voice broke slightly, y/n turning round so they were now facing him.

"That I have a life ahead of me that isn't just my destiny, that isn't just protecting Arthur." He looked down at y/n, love in his eyes as he did so. It knocked the breath out of y/n, realising how much Merlin loved them.

"I understand Merlin, I really do and I'm sorry too. I shouldn't have spoken to you like that, I just worry every time you leave to do anything. Not just that you'll die but someone will find out and I'll have to watch you die for the way you were born." Y/n signalled for Merlin to lay down, he did so and y/n moved closer so their head was nestled in Merlin's chest.

"I couldn't bear to lose you Merlin, not when we have a life together."

Merlin smiled, placing a kiss on the top of y/n's head. "Maybe that's my destiny, to love and be loved by you."

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ellayuki · 1 year

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24122022 - BBC Merlin

and the fairy tale continues (we're alive, we're alive, we're alive)

"Happy" 10th anniversary to the episode that broke all of us!

The first thing that happens, when they finally get back to Camelot, some long, tiring days later, is that Arthur sleeps for three days.

It worries everyone, worries Merlin more than anyone, for all of Gaius' reassurances that the king needs the rest after dying and then coming back to life, but in the end, Arthur wakes up, groggy and cranky with hunger, and no different that he'd been a week ago.

In the meantime, Merlin mourns.

Mourns Gwaine, when he learns of his death from Percival. Mourns even Mordred and Morgana and the kind people they used to be.

And he wonders what will become of him.

Because Arthur might have forgiven him with his dying breath, but that was then. And magic is still forbidden in Camelot.

("You worry too much," Gwen tells him, holding his hands tightly in her own like she hasn't done since before her coronation. "Arthur will change every law in this land before he puts you to death."

Merlin smiles weakly. He'd like to believe her. But, "I lied to him all these years. He said it's all forgiven but… how can things ever be the same again?"

She looks at him, something knowing in the corner of her smile. "Maybe things shouldn't be the same. Perhaps… Perhaps some change will be good.")

It's another three days before Arthur finally puts him out of his misery, when Merlin's already ready to head for Ealdor, never to return again.

"You've lied to me, for ten years," Arthur says from his throne, crown on his head, back straight, and Guinevere's hand in his. "Some of my advisors insist I try you for treason as well as for sorcery."

Merlin breathes. He stands alone in the middle of the gathered crowd, and he can feel every single pair of eyes on him like never before. Surprisingly, he doesn't feel afraid. He doesn't feel much of anything other than the way his heart beats in his chest at the thought that this is finally it. This is the day he loses everything.

But if he dies, then so be it.

He doesn't regret a single day of the years he spent in this kingdom, in this castle, at Arthur's side.

"If I'm for the gallows," he says, meeting Arthur's eyes and ignoring the murmur in the throne room. "Might I request an executioner's axe bring me a swift end? I know burning at the stake or hanging are the usual methods, but… I'd rather it end quickly."

Arthur frowns. "The gallows? Oh." He huffs, and something about it makes Merling blink. "Oh, you really think-" He huffs again, and shakes his head.

"Will it be exile, then?" Merlin asks, confused. Well, not that confused. Arthur is merciful, at least. More so than his father ever was. Merlin wouldn't have seen Arthur awaken from his three day sleep, had Uther still been alive.

All at once, Arthur's entire posture… deflates. "You really are an idiot," he says. He looks up for a brief second, like he's asking the gods for strength (which, rude). Then, he stands up. "How many times have you saved my life since you have been in my service?"

"I told you it's not-"

"How many times, Merlin?"

Merlin sighs. Shrugs. "Lost count, honestly. You have a tendency to attract danger that, quite frankly, has become tiring, Sire."

Arthur raises an eyebrow. The murmurings in the hall rise in pitch. "I see. And have you ever hesitated?"

Merlin straightens his shoulders. "Not even once. Even if you annoyed me to the edge of my tolerance half the time. Even if I was locked up in your damn prison cells or when you expressly forbade it."

"I understand." Arthur nods, then sits back down on his throne. "Alright. Well, that settles it."

Merlin catches the way Guinevere tries to smother a smile out of the corner of his eyes. And- "Sire?"

"Your punishment, and I will not hear a word against it," he says, directing that last part to the entire room, "will be thus: You'll live out the rest of your life as my manservant. I will not have you leave my sight from today on."

And it's… not what Merlin expected.

And it's everything he had hoped for, deep down. For Arthur to know him, and accept him, and not from him to the pyre.

He bows, deep, and for once, not mocking. "As you command. Thank you. Sire."

("Did you really think I'd have you executed or exiled?"

"It would have pacified some of your advisors and the nobles, Sire."

"...you really are an idiot, Merlin."

"Yes, yes.")

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onceandfuturewarlqck · 2 years

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you cant tell me that merlin hasnt learnt how to use a sword after 10 years of following arthur and the knights around and watching them training.

you also cant tell me that arthur didnt personally decide to train merlin after he realized that the fool was going to follow him everywhere, head first into danger.

and you also don't dare telling me that gwaine, protective gwaine, the one that calls himself merlin's best friend (there is a bet going on about who is merlin's best friend, I'm pretty much sure, and merlin knows about this and just messes around with the knights for fun), didnt march straight to merlin, grabbed his arm, took him to the training grounds and shoved a sword to him because 'i won't have you dying for princess' sake, he already believes himself important enough'.

and you just TRY telling me that everyone else didnt jump on this train and started giving merlin tips or used him as a sparring partner as an excuse to teach him some swordfighting, and this goes on for years, and it becomes something natural and familiar between the inner circle of the knights, and then word spreads also outside of it and all the other knights, especially the new ones, are way too confused about who exactly this boy, this servant, is.

you shouldn't even open your mouth against me about how one day merlin is sparring against leon and they are just chattering and doing light footwork until things get animated and it turns into a real (even if friendly) fight and, under everyone's unbelievable eyes, merlin disarms leon, first knight leon, the second best after arthur. and merlin just shrugs this off, fawning over leon because 'you're not hurt are you??' and. leon just laughs. he completely cracks down and start laughing and gwaine swears under his breath and arthur is still looking at merlin like he has grown a second head (and, maybe, there's also some pride there. and something else we wont name) and percival whispers 'has leon been possessed?'

and youd be wrong if you think that, after that day, arthur doesnt call merlin into his chambers one evening and makes him sit at his table and there is a sword on it. and arthur tells merlin to pick it up, to tell him how does the blade feels in his hands, and merlin is like, 'sire, have you forgotten how to use a sword?' but arthur just ignores him and tells him to try it. and merlin does it, and tells him, a bit begrudgingly, that it's the best sword he has ever had his hands on, it flows perfectly, no hitch at all. and it is. it's beautiful and the hilt just fits perfectly in his palm, the engraved lines of a dragon pressing against his skin, the blade thin and light like air, almost bending at merlin's will. arthur nodding at this with something in his eyes.

and you cant change my mind that, when merlin goes to give the sword back to arthur, arthur just steps forwards and fasten its sheat at merlin's waist, ignoring the confusion on his servant's face (and if the tips of his ears are red, he doesnt say anything). 'you keep it,' arthur just says, brushing his hands against merlin's for a second, before clearing his throat and turning away.

you wont make me think that merlin didnt just stare at his king, at arthur, and then at his new acquired weapon, and then smirked (or tried to, it probably was a softer smile than he had intended), and said 'of course, my lord'.

and if, when in thoughts or anxious, merlin's fingers naturally touch the hilt of the sword, and if, when worried and agitated, arthur takes it upon himself to personally check that his manservant always has the sword he gifted him on his body, well. that's between them, and none is the wiser.

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