Hello everyone! Part 2 of Merlin refuses to leave Camelot after a magic reveal won the latest poll, so here we go! I hope you all enjoy this continuation! :D
NOTE: You can find part one here.
Without further ado, onto the story!
For the first time in what must have been several years, Arthur recalled the dolls that Morgana used to play with when she first moved into the castle.
They were well-made dolls, crafted with fine cloth and neat stitching, but they were also well-worn from Morgana carrying them around with her, hugging them close for comfort wherever she went in the unfamiliar castle.
Arthur could remember scoffing at Morgana when he had seen her playing with the dolls in her new room, imagining names and lives for each of them and moving them around to play out whatever story she wished.
If his memories served correctly, Arthur believed that that was one of the first fights he got into with Morgana, after he had taunted and teased her for playing with those dolls. He had called it a stupid little game, only fit for girls.
As he watched Merlin Emrys go about his days exactly as he had for the past ten years, acting for all intents and purposes like nothing had changed at all and that he was just an ordinary human servant, Arthur was disturbingly reminded of Morgana playing with her dolls, moving them around this way and that and having complete control over their lives, their very reality. The irony of the comparison wasn't lost of Arthur either, given how many times he had also teased Merlin about being a girl.
Perhaps this was a part of Emrys's grand plan? To get back at Arthur for all of the humiliation he endured at the hands of the ignorant king by turning the king and all his people into little more than dolls, forced to play along with his fantasy of being a regular servant lest they also be struck down by his rage, their souls tossed aside like broken little ragdolls?
If that truly were the case, then this punishment was far lighter than what Arthur deserved. He had hunted down and slaughtered Emrys's followers, burned his temples, and had demeaned the god of magic himself for nearly ten years by somehow missing the fact that his manservant was secretly a god the whole time, and his punishment was to simply continue on as if everything was the same?
No, that couldn't possibly be the case. Emrys's forgiveness might extend enough such that Arthur wasn't immediately struck down for his hubris, but he had to have some other punishment in store for Camelot. But now, the question remained: what punishment would the god of magic levy upon the kingdom that had so greatly disrespected him, and could Arthur spare his people from the divine wrath that he had brought down on them?
As Arthur sat at his seat at the round table, feeling the full weight of Emrys's gaze on his back, he made a solemn vow to himself: whatever retribution, whatever wrath that Emrys wished to rain down upon the people of Camelot, Arthur would shoulder it all. This was his duty as king.
But, to Arthur's dismay, no matter how many times he pleaded with Merlin Emrys to spare his people, the god never obliged, simply giving Arthur a menacing smile and setting out his clothes for the day, dressing Arthur up like a helpless doll.
Arthur couldn't even get away from Emrys long enough to convene with his knights and form a plan of attack against the god of magic holding their home hostage. Nothing that Arthur did was outside of Emrys's sight, and any attempt at resistance was snuffed out before it could even begin.
(Arthur couldn't help but think about how Merlin's constant presence was a comfort, before... before the truth.)
The only time when Arthur got any privacy from Emrys was at night, when he was able to climb into bed and stay up late into the night wracking his brain for any strategy, any way to persuade Emrys that might protect his kingdom.
But the next morning, after a restless night that bore no new ideas to beat Emrys with, the god would burst through the doors of the royal chambers with a tray of breakfast in hand. And, like every morning since that damned battle at Camlann, Arthur would leap out of bed, sword in hand, only to be disarmed and sat down at his desk with little more than a flash of gold in Merlin's Emrys's eyes. Pushed around like a ragdoll.
After dozens of mornings like this, over a month of feeling powerless and useless, Arthur had had enough. His already too-short patience had run dry, and in his frustration, he made a stupid, foolish mistake. The kind of mistake Merlin- before- would have chastised him for and then have gently guided him towards the better solution.
But Merlin wasn't here. He was gone, perhaps he never even existed and was just a lie the whole time, and Arthur was stuck with an unpredictable and dangerous god in his place.
Namely, an unpredictable and dangerous god whose head Arthur had just thrown a platter at with all of his might in a fit of rage.
Oh no.
Arthur's heart dropped to his gut as Emrys, with an irritated huff, froze the platter in midair and the reality of what he just did came crashing down on him, making his knees weak with horror.
His only method of keeping his people safe was by keeping Emrys appeased enough to limit whatever punishment he had in store for the kingdom to only Arthur himself, and Arthur had almost just hit him in the head with a platter!
Arthur opened his mouth to beg and plead for his people's safety, kingly pride be damned in the face of his entire kingdom being wiped out by divine wrath because of a stupid mistake that Arthur himself made, but was cut off by a sound that once made his chest bloom with warmth, but now only brought dread.
Laughter. Merlin Emrys was laughing at him. Was the god of magic truly so excited about finally smiting the king that had humiliated him for almost a decade that he would laugh about it?
... On second thought, the laughter made sense. For what felt like the hundredth time in the past month, Arthur braced himself for the agony of being struck down by divine wrath, certain that this time he had finally crossed the line and that Emrys would put an end to him here and now.
"Oh Arthur, you really never change, do you? Always such a prat no matter what."
Merlin Emrys shook his head, laughing and smiling all the while, much to Arthur's bewilderment. What was he playing at?!
Suddenly, Arthur's feelings of hurt and betrayal welled up alongside his frustration, and his mouth moved before his brain could register it.
"At least I haven't changed. The same cannot be said for everyone."
Emrys's eyes widened at his words, looking shocked and, surprisingly, hurt. But why would a god care about what a king that he was holding hostage thought about him?
"But I haven't. I haven't changed at all, Arthur, it's only your perception of me that has changed. I've always been... this. And I'm happy with my life as it is, and I don't want it to change.
Don't you see? That's why I'm still here, why I'm doing all of this. I don't want anything to change."
Merlin looked at him earnestly, as if pleading with Arthur to hear him. It was strange, thinking about a god looking at him, a mortal man, pleadingly.
But, if this was truly all he wanted? To live out his life as Merlin the manservant, and not the all-powerful Emrys?
While Arthur certainly couldn't understand it, if treating Emrys as his servant would be what kept the god of magic's wrath at bay, then Arthur would play along and pretend for as long as he needed to.
For everyone's sake.
Arthur gave Emrys Merlin a strained smile as his new plan to ensure his kingdom's survival formed in his mind.
"In that case, why don't you get my armor and weapons ready for training later today, Merlin? We've got a long day ahead of us."
As Merlin gave him a familiar bright smile, Arthur prayed to any gods who weren't Emrys that he hadn't just made a deadly mistake.
And that's all for this au for now! I hope you all enjoyed Arthur's POV! Please let me know if you would like to see a continuation of this au!
And, as always, thank you for reading through my ramblings! :D
Also, a big thank you to everyone who showed support on this au! I'll try to tag you all here:
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Are you still working on what to do when an eldritch god decides you're friend shaped? It's really good (not to say I don't love your other fics which are also really good)
Hi! Yes, I am still working on 'What to do when an eldritch god decides that you're friend-shaped'! I'm participating in a couple of Merlin writing fests this year though, so that's taking up most of my writing time. I've got the rest of the story for that fic outlined, and I'll get back to working on it after I'm done with the fests! I love writing that story, and I absolutely will finish it (some day)!
Me, writing fics on ao3: Yeah, I'm mostly just writing for myself! :)
Meanwhile, my external validation-needing ass:
(PS: This is a joke. I love you all and I'm very grateful to everyone who takes the time to read my silly little fics and memes. đ <3)
I should probably mention that this fic features an alternate timeline where Merlin sacrificed himself for Arthur at Camlann, leading to Arthur inheriting Merlin's magic and going mad trying to get Merlin back, even going so far as to travel to another timeline where Merlin's still alive đ
Hello everyone! You all remember how I said I was working on something special to celebrate some tumblr milestones? Well, my surprise project is finished!
To celebrate both reaching 500 (500! holy cow!) followers and my 100th post, I decided to challenge myself! So, I joined @merlin-fic-server's Tournament of Champions, a challenge for Merlin fic writers, fan artists, and podfic makers! The challenge for writers that I chose was to write a new 10k fic based on a randomly generated prompt in 24 hours.
I've never participated in anything like this before, but it felt nice to challenge myself! The result is a fic both fits with the usual themes of my stories (like characters getting put in ridiculous situations), but it's also different from anything I've ever written before, feeling a bit more grounded than my usual silly writing.
So, I'd like to thank you all! I never could have imagined that this blog would bring me and so many people so much joy, and I wouldn't have been inspired to challenge myself if it wasn't for you support! You all have been amazing to me, and I'm looking forward to sharing more of my unhinged ramblings with this fandom!
For now, I hope you all enjoy this little experiment of mine! I'll see you all next time! :D
Fandom often ponders the nature of Merlinâs powers, given how little we truly see of them. He uses certain spells repetitively, like his telekinesis, but we are told this can be learned with practice or a conduit (such as Gilliâs ring). So what powers distinguish Merlin as âthe most powerful sorcerer ever to walk the earthâ and why does he use them so little?
While we see many magic users throughout the series express this power (Morgana, Nimueh, Mordred, and Finna, to name a few), that number is disproportionate to the general population of sorcerers. There are so few who can that Gaius doesnât believe they exist until he meets Merlin. Even so, Merlin is possibly the only one who could do this âsince before [he] could talk.â
Before the Purge, it is likely that sorcerers with the innate ability became initiates of the Priesthood early in life and kept this power secret, which would also explain why Gaius didnât know it was possible, despite apparently studying for years letâs discuss the implication of wizard schools later though
Theory: born-sorcerers act as a conduit for magic, and learned sorcerers use spells or objects to direct their focus. Merlin is different from both because he is âmagic itself,â therefore no conduit (verbal or physical) is needed. He can simply will it into being. However, conduits can help him control how much force is used. Note the difference between his spells and his reflexive magic against the serkets in 3x01.
Merlinâs dragonlord abilities are established in âThe Last Dragonlordâ and âAithusa.â He is obviously not the only person to have this ability, but he is the last known dragonlord in Albion, ranking him higher in power than most other figures of magic.
Not so fun fact: Gaius knows for years prior to Merlinâs arrival in Camelot that he is the son of a dragonlord, but doesnât seem to know much about their powers beyond the obvious. Balinor is not surprised that Merlin uses reflexive magic, which means it must be seen among his people, Balinor included. However, most knowledge of dragonlord culture would have died with Balinor and Kilgharrah, assuming they were as secretive as the High Priestesses on the Isle of the Blessed.
This includes the alchemy stone, the staff Morgana used to unleash an army of the dead, the eye of the phoenix, the cup of life, the marks Finna leaves, and more. This power is expressed in other magic users, but it is still incredibly rare and only appears amongst the most powerful, such as Morgause.
Merlin easily idenitifies the sacred grounds of the Disir because he can feel the liveliness of âevery tree, every leaf, every insect,â and is shocked to find that Arthur cannot do the same. This implies much about Merlinâs relationship to nature and how deeply his magic is connected to his personhood, as he is under the impression that his experience is the universal standard for humans well into his twenties. Merlin has understood nature in this way since birth. It can be inferred that, given Arthurâs shock, Morgana did not share in this trait of Merlinâs. It is unheard of.
Genuine question: if nature responds to powerful magic, does that mean plants and animals respond to Merlin in the same way? And if Merlin has such an intricate form of communication with plants and animals, does this explain his âfunny feelingsâ in cursed places and when heâs being watched?
Merlin slows time twice in âThe Dragonâs Call,â once to save Gaius and then to save Arthur, and does so again in âThe Gates of Avalonâ to watch the fae. It is unclear if this is a conscious decision or if he relies on instinct to do it. This is a considerably rare power we see from no one else in the series. In fact, we never see Merlin use it past season 1. This makes sense from a plot standpoint as it vastly overpowers him (though it is dependent on Merlinâs reaction time) and with the theory that it is a purely reflexive ability.
Those capable of telepathy can only communicate directly one-on-one, never suspecting that they can be overheard (âThe Nightmare Beginsâ and âThe Witchâs Quickeningâ). Merlin does not listen in by choice, merely hearing it within a certain range.
Merlin identifies Gwen through the animal transformation spell that Morgana used in âThe Hunterâs Heart.â It is unclear whether other magic users can do this, but people without magic cannot.
Deduction from canon material: Merlin likely saw through the spell because he sensed that the âdeerâ was human. This may mean that the reason he canât see through aging spells is because there are few vital differences between an older and younger version of oneself. However, he also didnât see through troll Catrinaâs disguiseâmaybe he learned to recognize the feeling, which is why it takes a moment to realize itâs Gwen? Or perhaps the spell on Gwen was more of an illusion than a transformation (as opposed to the one the goblin uses on Arthur), which would mean he sees through illusions but not transformations. Luckily, he saw and heard Donkey Arthur clear as day.
Actual fun fact: silver represents purity, which is why a mirror shows a personâs true image (think Mary Collins in 1x01). Merlin also represents purity and, whether itâs instinctive or not, carries on the theme of seeing a personâs true self when others cannot.
In the Crystal Cave, where the Crystal of Neahtid was hewn from, Merlin sees uncontrolled visions. Very few can use the crystals, only the most practiced and powerful. Using the crystals visibly pains Merlin (beyond emotional damage). However, he learns to control and actively choose what the crystals show.
When we see other sorcerers scrying, they usually accomplish it with a magical crystal or in the surface of water. Merlin, though, scries subconsciously (and possibly without a spell) in âThe Poisoned Chaliceâ to locate Arthur and send him a light. He presumably has no memory of doing this when he wakes.
Whether this entails creating a wind (âThe Mark of Nimueh,â âThe Moment of Truth,â and âA Servant of Two Mastersâ), calling down a lightning storm (âThe Questing Beastâ and âThe Diamond of the Day p2â), or creating a fog (âThe Nightmare Beginsâ), Merlin appears to be the only person besides Cornelius Sigan (who purportedly âturned day into nightâ) and Nimueh that can change the weather. It is another aspect of his instinctive/elemental powers, as he can do so with no verbal or physical conduit, though he typically uses one anyway.
Merlin is referred to by the Druids as âEmrys,â which translates to âImmortal One.â He apparently dies multiple times, or should have died, but comes back. There is usually some plausible deniability for this, as confirmation of Merlinâs immortality only happens in the finale (though it is implied as early as his mistaken death in âThe Poisoned Chaliceâ).
Balinor says to Merlin, â[âŚ] You have always been, and always will be,â though it is not confirmed whether Merlin understood this was a reference to eternal life (Balinor says he himself, as a spirit, will âalways be,â so Merlin may have misinterpreted it). However, it is revealed that Merlin lives into the modern day, making him over 1,500 years old.
Other sorcerers seek immortality and longevity, but none are naturally immortal like Merlin is. Sigan impants his soul into a crystal, for example, and possesses living human bodies. Had he actually managed to possess Merlin, perhaps he would have achieved immortality after all. Too bad.
A person can be both a human and a creature of magic, but Merlinâs status as the former is debatable.
Merlin is the human personification of âmagic itself,â though what this implies is initially unclear. However, the fact that Merlin âalways has beenâ (he existed long before his human form) and is not bound by the rules of mortality may mean he is beyond human. In Celtic legend, Merlin is considered a nature deity, closely mirroring many of his characteristics, like his sensitivity to nature and control of the elements.
Merlin as a deity has greater implications for world-building and creates more questions than it answers, but thatâs half the joy of it.
While this is not a power in and of itself, Merlinâs sheer, innate power also influences his place on the scale of most to least powerful among sorcerers.
Merlin defeats sorcerers who are deemed untouchable, such as Nimueh and Cornelius Sigan. He is able to hold an aging spell, which quickly tires Morgana and Morgause, for extended periodsâin fact, he has more difficulty turning himself back. He even holds an aging spell while summoning a goddess, despite the exhaustion it would cause a less powerful sorcerer. Additionally, he wields the Sidheâs staff weapon, though it is unknown if sorcerers like Gaius or Morgana can do the same.
Merlin may also overextend his powers at times, such as when he tries to warm Arthurâs bath but sets it to a boil, though this may be attributed to other factors. He consistently underestimates his ability to perform powerful spells, only to use them with ease later on (like the spell he uses on the Griffin, which he uses on the Questing beast and the dragon as well).
As Merlin learns more spells, his reflexive magic becomes far easier to control, which means he no longer uses it unintentionally not often, anyway and therefore becomes reliant on a limited number of learned spells instead of instinct.
Is this an extended metaphor for how Merlin loses his sense of self because he is guilted into believing that magic (remember that Merlin is magic itself) should only be used as a tool? Probably.
Furthermore, Merlin is a sorcerer who is employed in Camelot, which means he cannot practice his magic as often or as freely as Morgana can in her woods hut or revamped castle ruins. Merlin tells Arthur in 5x13 (as well as Lancelot in a deleted 4x02 scene) that he forgets to use magic sometimes out of âhabit,â since he will be burned to death if he is caught. Merlinâs concern about using magic in Ealdor is that he wonât be able to protect Arthur anymore if heâs discovered, which doesnât weigh on most sorcerersâ consciences.
Is this also an extended metaphor for how Merlin loses his sense of self because he is guilted into believing that magic should only be used as a tool? Probably.
And, of course, Merlinâs resources for learning magic in Camelot comes down to what Gaius has to offer. Thereâs not much opportunity for learning magic in Camelot, though it seems there was a multi-kingdom education system in place before Utherâs Purge. Gaius tell us about your wizarding school challenge.
Is this an extended metaph- whatâs that red dot on my chest for?
Prompt 6: trial
A big thanks to @mortiscausa for this wonderful challenge, I had a lot of fun drawing with palette and seeing art from other artists! :D
donât mind me Iâm just thinking about how crazy it would be to have a devoted servant who you trusted above all others and who was happy â honored, even â to spend their life kneeling at your feet like a loyal dog. and then one day it turns out that your servant is actually God, like capital-G God, making you not just Godâs favorite, but the object of Godâs worship: a holy figure to the literal divine.
The way this idea is so good that I can literally feel this idea slowly taking over my body, possessing me to write about it.
You could also add the fact that Arthur knows that Pendragons all eventually grow mad over time, so Arthur thinks that Merlin, as a figment of his own imagination, is just the first sign of the downfall of his mental state.
But that's his emotional support hallucination, his friendly sleep paralysis demon, so he can't bring himself to hate Merlin, even though, to Arthur, he's a sign that Arthur is going mad and losing touch with reality.
To throw in some more angst, Arthur could believe that Merlin is a hallucination so deeply that he still sees and hears Merlin even when Merlin's isn't actually there. He can't differentiate between the real Merlin and the Merlin that his mind makes up, since he believes that he's hallucinating both of them.
It's also why Arthur is so hesitant to touch Merlin most of the time: either his hand will go straight through Merlin, confirming that Arthur is, indeed, going mad, or Merlin will be solid under his hand, meaning that Arthur's cannot tell reality from illusion, even by touch, and what would that mean for the world around him? Had he made all of it up? Had he ever seen beyond the fog of his own insanity?
This idea so SO FASCINATING!! I love it so much!!
EDIT: I can't believe I didn't think of this before, but when the knights and Gwen eventually catch on to the whole "Arthur believes that Merlin is a hallucination" situation, they try to point out that yes, they can see Merlin too, they can describe to Arthur exactly what Merlin looks like and what he's doing, so he therefore can't be a figment of Arthur's imagination. And Arthur just turns to them sadly and apologize and say that he didn't know that his condition was contagious. The knights and Gwen try very, very hard not to call Arthur an idiot.
The greatest mystery in bbc merlin to this day is just what was Arthur thinking every time he dragged Merlin into danger with him like some kind of emotional support plushie without any protection.
Sometimes I get the feeling Arthur thought he just made up Merlin in his mind and he isn't real. Like, he's just an imaginary friend who keeps him entertained, makes up silly words, understands him to the core and always has the right answers, often times answers he doesn't like, but the subconscious do be like that.
He doesn't need armour or any protection cause he isn't real. Plus it's easy to keep being mean to your best friend for no reason when you think he's actually you - and you're always mad at you
All 100% accurate!
One of my headcannons is that, after Merlin saw how much pulling the sword from the stone cheered Arthur up, Merlin would summon some small magical monster for Arthur to slay whenever Arthur needed some cheering up.
Nothing that would actually hurt people, maybe just an animated statue that steals some people's goats, and Merlin would orchestrate it such that Arthur kills the beast and is celebrated as a hero for killing the monster before it could hurt anyone. Arthur becomes much happier by actively keeping his citizens safe, and Merlin gets to practice summoning spells, so Merlin sees it as a win-win!
But Arthur's also a dumbass, so sometimes Merlin has to sneakily help defeat the monster that he literally designed to be defeated by Arthur. Merlin has designed his beast such that there's no possible way for Arthur to actually get hurt while fighting it, but Arthur somehow winds up almost getting eaten, so Merlin revokes the enchantment animating the statue, essentially leaving it as a lifeless puppet, and Arthur "valiantly" escapes from the beast's clutches and stabs it to death, while Merlin is facepalming in the background.
I just think that, as long as no one actually got hurt, Merlin would 100% create a monster for Arthur to slay just to make Arthur feel better.
And for some bonus angst, Arthur could find out that Merlin conjured the monsters and misunderstands everything, thinking that Merlin has become a sorcerer and wants to destroy Camelot from within but is just bad at summoning any dangerous monsters because he's as useless as an evil sorcerer as he is at his job as a manservant.
Literally every episode of BBC Merlin be like
A random thought on the ending of Merlin (since it haunts me all the time): there are many species of butterflies that are known to feed on corpses for nutrients. Merlin's main symbol in the finale, the symbol of his own self-acceptance and reclaiming himself from the claws of destiny, was a bright blue butterfly, a symbol of death and rebirth.
The image of it is striking for me: Merlin, symbolized by the butterfly, finally accepting himself, only for those same butterflies to turn around and feed on Arthur's corpse while waiting for Arthur himself to be reborn.
I'm insane about this show, if you couldn't already tell.
A great selection of my incoherent thoughts!AO3 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/users/ChaoticNeutral01/pseuds/ChaoticNeutral01
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