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Merlin AU - Bring Me the Horizon
They say that the Kilgharrah was the fastest ship to sail the seas, that her sails were always full even when there was no wind.
They say her captain used to be one of those rich boys, pompous and arrogant. Ran away he did, nobody knew where, wasn’t heard from for years. Until one day he came back, fully grown, tanned dark from the sun, hair gleaming gold under his hat. Called himself Pendragon. They were just about to hang a young man in the main square, all weird and whistling, shook the hangman’s hand, acted like he wasn’t scared of anything. “Emrys!” Pendragon called to him. They say the boy laughed when he saw him, rolled his eyes, called back: “Good Lord, took you long enough!”
They tried to stop them, the King’s guard and all, but Pendragon and Emrys just laughed their way through the fight, bickering like old maids and left on Pendragon’s ship. They say the Kilgharrah sailed on all the seas, went to all corners of the Earth, that its crew sang songs in the middle of storms. They called themselves the Knights, they did, even had women with them that could slice your throat as good as any men.
When they got bored, when they had seen everything there was to see, they set sail for the Isle of the Blessed. No one has ever found it or come back to tell the tale. Some say they never made it, that the Kraken that lives at the edge of the world got them, and the Kilgharrah was sunk. Others say they did, that Pendragon and Emrys and all the Knights defeated the monster, set foot on the Isle, and found immortality.
“To the horizon and then beyond, Mr. Emrys”
“Aye, aye, Captain.”
a blog for all (BBC) Merlin AU graphics & fanart
(the blog is a bit empty, but I’m building a queue right now (with already more than 50 entries) and I’ll then reblog as I come across different graphics. I’ve also made a pretty exhaustive tag page. Feel free to submit links to graphics and/or graphic makers.
I’ll be tracking the blog’s URL as well, so you can tag your graphics with it, if you want, and I’ll reblog your graphic. I’ll also track the ‘merlinedit’ tag.)
Merlin AU - Summer Light
When he’s asked how long he’s known Arthur, ‘forever’ is the closest, most honest answer Merlin can give. In actually, they’ve known each other ever since Merlin’s mum started working at the Pendragon’s estate, and Arthur (then five years old) took a disdainful look at Merlin (then five years old and a half thank you very much), made a nasty comment about Merlin’s ears and Merlin pushed him in the pool. Apparently in Arthur-speak that meant ‘best friends forever’ and Merlin didn’t argue.
Now it’s their last summer together before they each go to different universities across the country and Merlin doesn’t know how to face Arthur-empty days. He’s not quite sure he’s ready for them. They decide to spend the summer at the Pendragons’ beach house as a last celebration, a goodbye to their childhood and all the things they took for granted and never truly appreciated until they started to slip away.
And there’s that thing that’s been simmering between them threatening to boil and spill all its secrets into the harsh, bright summer sun. That thing that makes Merlin’s fingers linger on Arthur’s skin, that makes his heart skip when he catches Arthur’s gaze on him. Between the hot sand under their toes, the blinding sunsets, the rush and roar of the waves under their surfboards, there’s no solid ground for them to hold onto anymore. Merlin’s ready to give in and see where it takes him, as long as he gets to wrap his fingers around Arthur’s and take him for the ride. In Merlin-speak it means ‘maybe most probably more and forever’.
Merlin AU - Meet me by the seaside.
This, Arthur expected: never to speak to his father again; cold silences, and ocean-wide distances the only things they ever agreed on. This, he did not expect: for Uther to leave him everything he owned in his will.
What Arthur discovers in the small town by the sea where once cosmopolitan Uther lived, are traces of a calm, quiet, even joyous man, who was in love with sailing and nothing like the estranged father he used to know. Curious, and with a strange need to reconnect to a man he had cast out of his life, Arthur stays.
At the local marina he meets Merlin who takes care of the boats and docks, and seems to know everything about the sea, about the town, about how they live one against the other. When Arthur finds out that Merlin has no home and sleeps in his car or in the boat house, Arthur makes him an offer: a room in his cottage in exchange for sailing lessons.
Slowly Arthur understands—it’s the deep blue of the ocean and the salty wind and sharp cries of the seagulls. It’s Merlin and Arthur and how they wrap their fingers around ropes and wood, and the way they laugh loud and bright as the sails catch the wind and they both glide, glide, fast and relentless. It’s the sea, the creaking docks, and the rolling green hills. It’s Merlin and the crashing waves and the way they both collide with Arthur and how he never wants it to stop.
for adelynn0o
inspired by their awesome swimming!AU graphic (∆)
fics where one or both of them is a swimmer—professional or not (but as part of a team, most probably)
Other pairings:
Pairing: Merlin/Arthur
Type: Modern!AU
Rating: Teen+
Word count: ~6K
Summary: On a (possibly, most probably ill-advised) bet with Gwaine during their class trip to Quebec City, Arthur meets French-speaking Merlin. It shouldn’t be a problem since he’s first in his Conversational French class and all. Okay, maybe it’s a bit more complicated in the end, and he should probably have known that (like he should have known to not leave his gay porn on his laptop that one time, or that apparently he has a thing for slightly cocky boys with huge eyes and high cheekbones). But hey, as long as there’s some kind of kissing happening before the end of the day he won’t complain too much. And yeah, maybe he’s never done this before, but he’s not nervous. Nope. Not one bit.
Note: It’s my anglophone!Arthur, francophone!Merlin fic that was first written for the ‘Oh Canada’ Comment fest on LJ. I reworked it and made it longer (and better) and so I’ve posted it on AO3. Thank you to anyone who reads!
drawn for the letsdrawmerlin project
okay. this is not only my first merlin fanart, it’s my first real fanart. And it’s also the first piece of art I’ve done in over a year. Go me. Obviously I’m very very rusty. Not that I was any good at drawing bodies before, mind. I couldn’t bring myself to do it in colours, so I stuck to pen and markers instead. Also Arthur has a stupid face, I could not get it the way I wanted. And obviously I can’t draw hands.
ANYWAY. here it is.
