dandelions are magic. literally tiny suns in the grass that turn into the moon and then the stars when you blow on them. fucking insane.
you are not unloveable you are just sad and a little bit angry. let’s go have some soup
there is scratching in the woods. they tell you it is the questing beast. you’ve never seen the questing beast. you don’t even know what it is.
a knight introduces himself. he is a cousin of gawain. you have never heard of him, but no one thinks anything of it.
there is something wrong with the lake. everyone whispers that there is something wrong with the lake. no one will say what.
everyone keeps telling you the queen is the most beautiful woman in the world, but you can’t get past her eyes. they are dead.
there are footsteps in the hall. there are always footsteps in the hall. there are not always people.
you have never seen the king. some say he is the man in velvet. some say he is a war hero. some say he is a sad old man. he is a roman, someone tells you. another one insists angrily that he is a knight. a third says he is gone.
no one sits in one of the chairs at the round table. you ask if you can sit down. a knight crosses himself.
you are on a horse. you can’t remember how long you’ve been riding. “where are we going?” you ask. “on a quest.” it is always a quest.
the queen is no longer the most beautiful woman in the world. there is another girl, under the pavilion in the forest. her eyes are black.
the red coat of arms on the back of a chair has been removed. there is a different coat of arms, now, and a new knight sits. no one remembers the old one.
castle carbonek is beautiful, they tell you, but be careful. you see a door cracked open. the light that streams through blinds you.
you are speaking with a woman who insists she is elaine, but you know better. elaine was a different woman yesterday. all the women are elaine.
you see a telescope in the castle. you are confused. you have never seen anything like it, but they insist it has been here since the time of the romans.
one of the knights is missing. you ask what has happened, but all anyone will tell you is that it was a fit of madness. he is back the next day.
there is blood on the rose bushes outside the queen’s window. they are trampled.
everyone wears black in may. you ask why everyone is wearing black. no one answers.
Y’all remember when Arthur basically proved how he already had feelings for Merlin as early as S1 EP4 when he traveled to the caves of Mount Argeaus in the forest of Balor to get that morteaus flower to save Merlin’s life?
Yeah, me too
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Aberdeen Bestiary, England ca. 1200
Aberdeen University Library, MS 24, fol. 51v
pirating movies by seeing them in tumblr gifs and basing my own story around them
bbc merlin is a fun silly show that begs the question what if you were given a destiny you didn’t understand and you betrayed yourself time and time again in what you think is a selfless act of love that will serve a greater purpose, only for that to be the exact reason you fail and the undoing of the person you love most. and then the random filler episodes are like this witch is doing terrorism in camelot by sneaking magic mushroom bombs into the soup and merlin has to gaslight arthur into thinking he doesn’t like mushrooms or something idk
Ted Nasmith
You can't blame Merlin for calling Arthur a ‘Lazy-daisy’, if this is how Arthur looks like whenever he sleeps/wakes up:
I know I'm not the only one who felt uncomfortable with Merlin's powers to compel dragons against their will, particularly with the show centred on Merlin trying to achieve safety and freedom for magic users.
But what if that power goes both ways? Dragonlords may be able to command dragons, but dragons can steer the course of destiny and absolutely wreck the ship.
What if dragons can cause a person monumental levels of predestined pain and suffering, absolutely crush them with the narrative and make not just their hero's journey, but the realisation of their destiny pure unadulterated hell?
Dragonlords who abused their power technically end up achieving their goals, but it's at so great a personal cost that the dragonlords of old were like "yeah, no, we're not gonna fuck with that. How about we just be friends and respect each other?"
Of course, no one was around to warn our poor boy Merlin. My new HC is that his and Arthur's destiny looked so different to the one he expected, and that he suffered so much loss on the way, because he messed with Kilgharrah.
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