a bit of an idiot. i’m always mad about something. 22. health student, full of existential dread. she/her.
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how do u think the og welsh arthurian bitches would react to their englificationed counterparts. i think peredur and percival would challenge each other to duels. geraint (welsh) and geraint (english) wouldnt even bother with that and would probably just kill each other on the spot. gwenhwyfar and guinevere would b like, presedential alert the queens are fightingggggg. arthur (welsh) would do absolutely nothing to arthur (english) because arthur (welsh) would b taking a nap. myrddin and merlin and owain and owen and luned and linette would be gossiping in a corner and painting each others nails. cai would obliterate kay because cai has Magic Fucking Powers. mordred wouldnt have the faintest clue abt how to confront medraut because medraut is honestly a pretty chill guy. most importantly however. gawain and gwalchmai would b fucking on the floor
having a lot of thoughts recently about post-canon merlin's relationship with music
bc like. he would have lived through the evolution of a lot of mediums-- written word, theatre (please dear gods do not GET me started on this one it's for your own good), visual art-- but, arguably, the one that has some of the most dynamic change has been music. (i say this very carefully, knowing i am opening myself up to the fact that, in a lot of ways, i am Wrong)
this is to say, because my brain is rotten--
i imagine merlin being delighted about the way music changes throughout the ages. i don't know much in the way of medieval music past its religious connotations, but i like imagining the centuries of folk music merlin must have been exposed to. the way music was used for storytelling, for communication. musical instruments changing and evolving and choral arrangements changing and evolving and thematic structure changing and evolving. all Very Interesting
here's where the rot comes in
i imagine there's a point in which merlin starts thinking i wish arthur could hear this. and for, you know, the absolute vast majority of his time on earth, merlin wouldn't have the ability to preserve the music he's hearing for arthur to hear it. so maybe he teaches himself how to play, so he can memorize these pieces that arthur will love. and he just has tomes of sheet music that he composes over the years, especially the early years when a lot of it wasn't really written down. (this is where my musical history knowledge suffers. please flay me if I am wrong.)
and he sees all these musicians that he's like. arthur would love this. and he has these wild stories of like, seeing mozart as a child, that he saves up for one day
and then i think of how fucking excited merlin would be when we finally got the ability to record music. at the very least with most other forms of art, there's always been a way to preserve it-- written word has the privilege of being written, visual art has a canvas. but music recording is a VERY young invention (save for the music box, but even then, that isn't a recording moreso than a reproduction), and suddenly merlin has the ability to catalogue all the things he wants arthur to hear
and so i imagine years of vinyl and 8-tracks and phonographs and, as the technology evolves, merlin has to adjust and save and like.
as music becomes more dependent on lyrics, merlin starts finding things that remind him of arthur and just. starts crafting playlists. starts thinking of how to introduce him to how music changes. starts crafting his own history that he can one day show arthur. starts imagining how arthur would react to bluegrass, gospel, blues, rock n roll, punk. (if he purposefully saves a signed edition of never mind the bollocks just to see arthur's face when he hears "god save the queen" for the first time, that's his prerogative.)
just. years and years of saved up songs, all because merlin would be in a concert hall or a church or a community gathering or playing alone in his room and would hear a chord that said arthur. and he would think, "even if he doesn't speak my language when he returns, he will know this."
and, you know, if-- when-- arthur comes back, if arthur finds that the majority of those songs are love songs, well.
he doesn't need to be any the wiser.
If your cat is curious abt what you're eating always let em have a lil whiff. 9/10 times they don't even wanna eat it they just wanted to know what it was. it's cute
women defending kim kardashian has the same energy than men defending elon musk
the most powerful sorcerer to ever walk the earth. a rat
I genuinely wonder what Merlin would b like if watched through strictly heterosexual eyes, not reading any gay subtext, loving Arwen, and thinking Arthur and Merlin were just Good Bros™️
Arthur + sword twirl
after five years of waiting, we deserved to see Merlin go absolutely batshit insane. he IS magic. you can’t see him with his insane glowy eyes literally using all the power of the earth to destroy his enemies? he’s literally like a god? we deserved more bamf merlin <3
i’m still waiting for someone to write this fic
Look, I don’t care what kind of time-travel/timeline-crossover fuckery is involved, but picture if you will, S5 Merlin “Carrying the Entirety of Camelot On These Shoulders” Ambrosius meeting S1 Arthur “Hope This Doesn’t Awaken Anything In Me” Pendragon.
Arthur: Do you know how to walk on your knees?
Merlin, straightening to full height, squared up: Do you?
Arthur: Uhh….
Arthur, internally: Top me, top me, top me, top me, top me-
i love how there's the genre of fix-it fic where the author goes into great granular detail of how our heroes manage to avoid or undo whatever character death or other unpopular choice occurred, in a way that abides by the laws of the fictional universe and definitely required a substantial plot outline, and then there are fix-it fics where the author just went "that's bullshit and didn't happen," and we as readers all go "agreed. carry on."
a toucan’s skeleton looks exactly like you’re at a museum and the guide is sweating nervously behind you casually sweeping some broken toucan bones under a rug and hoping you’re dumb enough to buy their shitty job of sticking the beak onto one of the other specimens
I STILL think it was a missed opportunity to have the sorcerers not have, like, gold blood. Or at least it turns/shimmers gold when a spell is cast. Like. Imagine. Merlins got a bloody nose and a hole in his gut, but instead of being red all the blood glistens like a god damn oil spill. That would've been sick, and also wouldve exacerbated Merlin's otherness/fear of being inhuman in the sexiest way possible. We were robbed
When The Lumineers said " Oh Ophelia you've been on my mind since the flood "
And when Hozier said " Wasteland baby I'm in love I'm in love with you "
Imho the idea of ‘cruelty free’ products or food shouldn’t mean that nothing died to create it, but rather that anything and anyone involved in the creation process hasn’t been exploited or harmed.
Leather is good actually. Veganism isn’t the end all be all to morality and consumption. The issue isn’t that a chicken died for those nuggets, but that while the chicken was alive, it’s life fucking sucked. Vegan chocolate means little if the cocoa that made it was gathered by child slave labor.
Factory farms, abuses of the people who pick the fruit and vegetables we eat, the focus profit and productivity over all else - that’s the fucking issue here. It’s capitalism folks.
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I can’t sleep so I’m going to talk about the term ‘favorite’ historically and why it’s making me lose my mind for merthur (and because I have to link anything I read or watch to them).
Merlin was Arthur’s favorite. There’s no debate really about it and it’s very much canon, because historically, and quoting Wikipedia, “the feelings of the monarch for the favourite ran the gamut from simple faith in the favourite’s abilities to various degrees of emotional affection and dependence, and sometimes even encompassed sexual infatuation,” which excluding the last part and even if you don’t ship merthur romantically, it’s Arthur and Merlin’s relationship explained in a sentence.
Now, hear me out, everyone in Camelot must’ve realized Merlin was Arthur’s favorite at some point. I think it must’ve been common knowledge in s5. So no problem there really, but what about Merlin? He didn’t grow up in Camelot, let alone in court. Uther never had a favorite anything as far as I know, and so it must’ve went over his head completely when he’d hear people describe him as Arthur’s favorite, because he’s Arthur’s favorite what? do they mean favourite servant? favourite friend? Being Merlin, he must’ve had no idea of the political or social ramifications of the title at all and thought it was just something he was called because he was close to Arthur.
I’ve heard people in the fandom talk about visiting people to Camelot being puzzled about Merlin’s station or role, but imagine them being told he was the king’s favourite just off the bat. Merlin doesn’t think much of it, but favourites have historically been envied and loathed by nobility, especially those of higher station than the favorite, because a lot of favourites have historically been from humble or minor backgrounds and have been elevated by royal favour. Many favorites have been assassinated, even had been executed or forced to retire by monarchs due to political pressure. Imagine how Merlin who probably never wanted a higher position in Arthur’s court embracing the title favorite because yes, Arthur is his favourite too, so what if he’s called Arthur’s favourite? and having double the attention on him because of that, because once you’ve been named favourite, there’s no going back.
But also, Arthur’s reaction hearing people call Merlin his favorite, like he has never thought about it before. Merlin? I mean yeah, he accepted that Merlin is his best friend for life and the best advisor he’d ever have, but his favourite? He’s never given Merlin land or money, but that’s because the idiot wouldn’t accept them. Why would people assume he was Arthur’s favourite? Arthur would have a literal mental breakdown for about a week and then come to the conclusion that he didn’t really care.
That’s at least until Merlin barges into his chambers one day, face red and panting from running up the stairs after someone finally explained to him what being a king’s favourite actually means and Merlin just being horrified because he wasn’t a bootlicker and because he was going to kill Arthur and then everyone’ll see who’s really the clotpole’s favourite, but then Arthur himself starts blushing and avoiding Merlin’s eyes and says he had nothing to do with it, that people assumed and he never corrected them because well, you are my favourite, aren’t you?
and now it’s Merlin who’s speechless, because yes, he was, wasn’t he? Arthur was his favourite as well, so what’s changed?
and I have no idea where I’m going with this but Merlin as Arthur’s favorite owns my entire heart 🥺
things I read about favorites that I love and have reminded me of merthur:
favorites have been compared to mushrooms because they would spring up suddenly overnight (and now I’m imagining Merlin hearing people calling him a mushroom and just losing his mind because what the hell arthur).
“Like favourites/ Made proud by Princes" Shakespeare, Much Ado About Nothing.
“One who stands unduly high in the favour of a prince,” the definition of a favourite according to the Oxford English Dictionary.
Personally, I prefer to call people from USA as “people from the states”. It isn’t perfect, as there are more than a single country called “united states”, but it annoys them and that’s enough for me.
it’s genuinely so funny to me every other language in the world has a word that means “usamerican” except english and this has apparently no implication whatsoever and we shouldn’t try to change that because “no other country in america calls themselves american” like. perhaps there’s a reason for that don’t you think
btw the thing she couldn’t ignore was someone calling her out for saying anti-depressants/hormone therapy are only perscribed by lazy doctors
The excluded tags filter on Ao3 is such a fucking lifesaver. I love it so much.
one last stop by casey mcquiston // From Eden - Hozier // 39 ways that i love u - “The Beatrice Letters” (a series of unfortunate events) ~ lemony snicket // Hans Makart - Detail from Musikalische Unterhaltung , 1874 // Edgar Allan Poe //39 ways that i love u - “The Beatrice Letters” (a series of unfortunate events) ~ lemony snicket // Cornelia Street - taylor swift // nobody - Hozier // via instagram @artqueerhabibi // this love - taylor swift // Antony Gormley //
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a sentence meme comprised of quotes from disney’s 1951 animated movie, alice in wonderland. feel free to change pronouns or adjust sentences as needed.
‘ hmm… ? oh, i’m listening. ’ ‘ _____… ! will you kindly pay attention to your history lesson ? ’ ‘ how can one possibly pay attention to a book with no pictures in it ? ’ ‘ once more. from the beginning. ’ ‘ i’m late, i’m late, i’m late ! ’ ‘ what could a rabbit possibly be late for ? ’ ‘ it must be awfully important, like a party or something ! ’ ‘ my, what a peculiar place to have a party. ’ ‘ oh, i beg your pardon. ’ ‘ i simply must get through ! ’ ‘ you mean impossible ? ’ ‘ nothing’s impossible ! ’ ‘ read the directions, and directly you’ll be directed in the right direction. ’ ‘ if one drinks much from a bottle marked ‘ poison, ’ it’s almost certain to disagree with one, sooner or later. ’ ‘ i was just giving myself some good advice. ’ ‘ goodness ! what did i do ? ‘ ‘ well, i don’t think it’s so funny ! ’ ‘ oh, come on now. crying won’t help. ’ ‘ follow me, me hearties ! have you at port no time at all now. ’ ‘ um, pardon me, but uh, would you mind helping me ? please ? ’ ‘ don’t step on the fish ! ___, watch it there; stop kicking that mackerel ! ’ ‘ that’s logic ! ’ ‘ well, it’s been nice meeting you. goodbye ! ’ ‘ that’s very kind of you, but i must be going. ’ ‘ well, perhaps i could spare a little time… ’ ‘ that was a very sad story. ’ ‘ why, ______ ! what are you doing out here ? ’ ‘ a monster ! a monster, ___ ! in my house, ___ ! ’ ‘ ___, lad, you’re passing up a golden opportunity ! ’ ‘ well, there goes ___… ’ ‘ poor ___… ’ ‘ ehh, perhaps we should try a more energetic remedy. ’ ‘ by jove ! that’s it ! we’ll burn the house down ! ’ ‘ oh dear, this is serious ! ’ ‘ i’m sorry, but I must eat something ! ’ ‘ no cooperation, no cooperation at all ? ’ ‘ we can’t have monsters about ! ’ ‘ i beg your pardon, but uhh… did you… oh, that’s nonsense. ’ ‘ what kind of garden do you come from ? ’ ‘ just what specie, or shall we say, genus, are you, my dear ? ’ ‘ well, you wouldn’t expect her to admit it. ’ ‘ oh, all right, if that’s the way you feel about it. ’ ‘ i changed so many times since this morning, you see… ’ ‘ i do not see. explain yourself. ’ ‘ i’m afraid i can’t explain myself, sir, because i’m not myself, you know… ’ ‘ well, i can’t put it anymore clearly for it isn’t clear to me ! ’ ‘ you ? who are you ? ’ ‘ oh dear. everything is so confusing. ’ ‘ well, i must say i’ve never heard it that way before… ’ ‘ you there ! ___ ! wait ! come back ! i have something important to say ! ’ ‘ keep your temper ! ‘ ‘ you needn’t shout ! ‘ ‘ i wonder if I’ll ever get the knack of it. ‘ ‘ then it really doesn’t matter which way you go ! ’ ‘ can you stand on your head ? ’ ‘ i don’t want to go among mad people ! ’ ‘ oh, what a delightful child ! ’ ‘ hah ! i’m so excited, we never get compliments ! ’ ‘ you must have a cup of tea ! ’ ‘ what a small world this is. ’ ‘ oh, that was lovely ! ’ ‘ very interesting. who’s dinah ? ’ ‘ if you don’t care for tea, you could at least make polite conversation ! ’ ‘ why is a raven like a writing desk ? ’ ‘ careful ! she’s stark raving mad ! ’ ‘ butter ! of course, we need some butter ! butter ! ’ ‘ oh no no, no no no you’ll get crumbs in it ! ’ ‘ jam ! i forgot all about jam ! ’ ‘ whom did you expect ? ’ ‘ your majesty ! please, it’s all his fault ! ’ ‘ silence ! ’ ‘ now, um, where do you come from, and where are you going ? ’ ‘ curtsey while you’re thinking, it saves time. ’ ‘ i’ll ask the questions ! ‘ ‘ do you play croquet ? ’ ‘ do you want us both to lose our heads ? ’ ‘ whom are you talking to ? ’ ‘ i warn you child, if i lose my temper, you lose your head, understand ? ’ ‘ you know, we could make her really angry. ’ ‘ oh dear ! save the queen ! ’ ‘ someone’s head will roll for this ! ’ ‘ are you ready for your sentence ? ’ ‘ what do you know about this uh… unfortunate affair ? ’ ‘ i’m not a mile high. and i’m not leaving. ’ ‘ why, you’re not a queen, you’re just a fat, pompous, bad tempered old tyrant… ’ ‘ ___, wake up ! please wake up, ___ ! ’ ‘ ___, i… oh, well. come along, it’s time for tea. ’
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LOVE IS STORED IN THE KITCHEN PT 1/?
our beautiful life when it’s filled with shrieks by christopher citro, perhaps the world ends here by joy harjo, kerrylockwood on instagram, the egg-eaters by hilde goossens, @3000s on tumblr, art by tomoko hara @tomokohara, a pot of red lentils by peter pereira, bread and soup by diane fraser, @grebcomics, from a letter to donald windham by tennessee williams
morgana: merlin’s a lover, not a fighter
merlin, who just took down a whole army with barely a glance: i’m a what?
Here some sorcerers can disappear, then nobody talks about it. To give a life requires taking another, but you can animate a dog and create butterflies out of nothing. And, of course, raw power matters more than anything else, but just until it doesn’t.
girls don’t want men. they want bbc’s merlin to have a consistent magic system
is “chai” a TYPE of tea??! bc in Hindi/Urdu, the word chai just means tea