Merlin Alternate Universe: Merlin, the Loyal
Shortly after regaining Camelot, Arthur, aware of the loyalty and bravery that Merlin had shown (beyond the line of duty), decides to make his manservant a knight of Camelot. After his knighting, Merlin officially joins the Knight’s of the Round Table, sitting at his King’s right hand.
(Source: fire-in-the-aviary, via naturalshocks)
#oh sam oh sam SAM YOU FUCKIN HERO #god look at that #boy who jumped into hell thinking he’d stay there for eternity #boy who shot himself in the head to get back to his brother #boy in a mental hospital with satan in his brain #boy who’s hiding his bloody mouth from his brother #so he won’t worry him #boy who’s given up everything #over and over again #and will keep doing it #but still thinks he’s not worth a damn #but this boy is worth everything (via whiskyandoldspice)
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Merlin Alternate Universe - a n d t h e y c a l l i t / p u p p y l o v e
For Sharna; happy birthday dear ;) ♥Running around the park, with sunlight shining through fresh leaves and a wet nose pressed against his cheek; Merlin couldn’t have been happier. After weeks of asking, begging and blackmailing; he finally convinced Arthur to get the small, energetic puppy at the animal shelter. It was true they had their hands full with the little ball of fur, but Merlin wouldn’t have it any other way. And; looking over his shoulder, seeing Arthur film their pup run across the park, Merlin knew Arthur was quite fond of their little family too.
Merlin AU - Scholarly Pursuits
a university student/teacher AU for CaitlinThere are a few things Merlin knows for certain: he’s clever, he learns fast, he has an unhealthy caffeine habit and a slightly overzealous passion for old dusty stories, his handwriting is messy, he’ll never understand the rules of football, and his research supervisor is completely, unfairly fit. And off-limits.
But even knowing all that Merlin can’t help the skip in his heart when Pendragon praises him or his work. Or the warmth that pools in his stomach when he realizes they’ve been discussing Merlin’s thesis, and Pendragon’s—Arthur’s—work for hours without either of them getting tired. Or the shiver down his spine when Arthur leans over a book with him—tracing the words with his fingers, speaking low and close to his ear—and Merlin has to resist the urge to lean against Arthur, into the solidity of his body.
And so there are a few things Merlin knows he wants and doesn’t want. He wants to finish his thesis with honours, and to publish at least one paper before the end of the year. He wants to work with Arthur, but he also wants Arthur, but he doesn’t want to get expelled, or for Arthur to lose his job, or to change program or school, or to stop coming into Arthur’s office with a coffee at the end of the day, and for Arthur to look up from the papers he’s grading, hair messy and tie loosened, and for his face to split into a grin at the sight of Merlin.
It’s a bit of a mess really, but Merlin’s up to the challenge. After all, he’s clever and fast and he might not know how to play football, but there are other games he’s willing to bet he can learn how to play.
“There he lay, a vast red-golden dragon, fast asleep; thrumming came from his jaws and nostrils, and wisps of smoke, but his fires were low in slumber.”
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