Merlin: Gwaine, Quick, You’re Losing Blood! What’s Your Type?

Percival: When I said you should try being friendlier, this isn't what I meant.

Gwaine, stirring a cup of tea annoyedly: Oh, so now I'm too friendly? There's no pleasing you, Percival.

A bandit, who broke into the castle an hour ago: Two sugars, please.

Gwaine: here you are my friend

Actual image of Arthur with his sisters:

Snow white au 🍃

if you don't think that at some point after Gwen's coronation, she and Merlin got completely hammered and had a drunken 2am fashion show with all Gwen's new queen clothes, you would be wrong my friend

based on an image from a moodboard a kind commenter friend made for me/my fic

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i’ve been rewatching merlin… i really can’t escape this. i grew up with these lesbians

Street Artist!AU; Emrys is the most wanted street artist in mayor Uther’s list, but no one can figure out who he is. Will Arthur have better luck at catching him?