dead_succulent
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- Merlin (TV) (4)
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When Merlin barges into the council chamber to declare himself a sorcerer and save Gwen from execution, no one believes him. So he does magic, obviously. Now, he needs to fulfill his gods-be-damned destiny while roughing it in the woods.
What follows is a mess of treason, underground sorcerer societies in the heart of Camelot, DIY home construction, faeries, talking Griphons, and all the joy I think the characters deserved just for existing. And some angst. Just a little bit.
Splits from season 1 episode 3 of the series ("The Mark of Nimweh")
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Merlin had to admit, being shackled to a wall did help one stay awake. He wondered if it was late enough for him to break out yet; being imprisoned was boring, and his wrists were getting really sore. Watching a pyre be built wasn’t particularly entertaining, unless one enjoyed contemplating their own death in the single most painful way imaginable. Merlin may have had every intention of escaping and none of dying, but the sight still made his stomach go cold.
Merlin slipped out of the shackles and stretched his wrists, wincing, before putting them back on in a clattering panic when he heard footsteps down the hall.
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Merlin and Arthur have been through a lot together. Merlin decides that maybe he should try telling his friends things sometimes...
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Merlin loves being a pirate, but sometimes, being all alone on a ship gets a bit boring.
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And so, the barfight (minus those two) had frozen: inanimate objects due to some magics in the air, human patrons through the much-less magical means of astonishment. Even those two in the corner, one of which had absolutely luscious brown hair, found themselves roll-punching to a stop as they realized barfights—and bars in the absence of fights, for that matter—weren’t much fun when everyone was dead quiet.
Merlin stood in the doorway, eyes fading gold. “Hey, sorry to interrupt the fun. I’m looking for a crew to keep me company on my ship.”
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Merlin's bones don't feel like they fit. His magic is spilling out the edges. He can't sleep.
There are foxes in the night, nipping at his heels.
“I’m afraid you are close to waking, young Emrys.”
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Self-indulgent and dramatic. If Merlin is too much magic, too much Emrys to be human, that's got to feel a bit fucky.
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The first bad thing is that Merlin doesn't bring him breakfast.
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As a prince and then a king, there have been certain expectations of Arthur. A king is expected to be a leader, to be experienced, both on the battlefield and in the bedroom. As Arthur has grown from a prince into a king, he has done what his knights, his soldiers, even the other nobles expect of him. But he has never truly enjoyed it.
When Arthur lets it slip to Merlin that he doesn’t actually believe most sexual acts to be enjoyable, Merlin takes it upon himself to prove Arthur wrong. What follows for Arthur is the realisation that he is in fact attracted to men, sex in fact can be good and he does in fact have a submissive side.
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14 Jan 2026
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“Never wander alone, my darling, or Jenny Grinteeth will get you,” Hunith used to say. “Or if you forget, make sure you say the rhyme - that wards her off.”
Jenny Grinteeth leave me be, my mother loves me, leave me be.
Jenny Grinteeth is a game they play. But as Merlin is sucked into life at Camelot, he wanders alone more than ever. He is surrounded by people, but he doubts they love him; they can’t really even know him. The loneliness becomes so routine, he forgets his mother’s warnings and the funny, little rhymes, which might otherwise have saved his life.
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He’d split a rock on his head as a child. He’d ripped a nadder’s head from its shoulders as a baby. He’d been made chief when his father died to dragons, and as chief he’d watched his Valka miscarry for years only to be snatched away by dragons from their only surviving child; and, nearing what should have been the end of his time as chief, his heir and son had gone missing, probably because of dragons too. And he’d survived that. The people of Berk were tough, worn and weathered and rooted down into the earth like the mountain against whose base they had settled.
But Stoick wasn’t so certain anymore that they could survive much longer. Hiccup was gone, but the village still skirted disaster; Astrid was his heir, but the Berk she was inheriting was char and charcoal.
After Hiccup went missing Stoick's certainty in victory against dragons disappeared too. A mysterious Dragon Master offers hope, but hope is a man with a Night Fury for a shadow and a power that brought the tyrant who last bore that title to his knees.
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- Part 1 of Forced to Dream
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"Arthur had to wonder, whether he should not feel something, anything at all, that would hint at him being controlled by Merlin. Even as he tried, he still felt nothing." Merlin is heard saying things that he shouldn't have said, and Uther is determined to do whatever it takes to free Arthur from the sorcerer's influence - which might be more difficult than expected.