Part 4 of my 5 piece Merlin Firefighter AU art series
This was a shameless attempt to draw a bunch of half dressed firemen XD
complete art series can be seen here post here: http://archiveofourown.org/works/2362727/chapters/5216045
this is my 500th post! (??? how?) so I wanted to spend it on something i love to draw most, which is naps hahaha
these aren’t my posts, I’m just linking them all up:
If you know where I can find the lyrics to the unlinked songs please let me know~
Oh haaiii it’s another Merlin piece — I can’t help but feel a bit guilty! It’s simple with Merlin cos I’m in the fandom, but with other shows, I have to mull over the character until I find something that I can latch onto and use to make the piece memorable. But I think I’ve finally got something! *fist pump* For next week. Meanwhile, let me tell you about how Merlin came to be the silent guardian of Camelot…
After the Battle of Camlann, Merlin disappears into the woods without a trace. When Aithusa finds him, he is slumped against a fallen oak with vines and leaves growing over and around his still body. His eyes have lost their blue from having to live off of magic while slowly losing his humanity in the process*, and his hair has long turned snow white from grief. But slowly, determinedly… Aithusa nurses Merlin back to health, and together they look after each other and Camelot.
Since then, travelers passing though the woods would tell of a strange ball of blue light, or the small raven that lead them back to the right path. There are stories of a funny old man who offers food and shelter for the night, and his hovel that disappears at sunrise. There is the boy that magically appears out of nowhere, who would keep children calm and entertained with clever little tricks until their parents came for them. Even rarer are the encounters with a croaky old woman whose remedies never failed to aid those truly in need of them.
Merlin lets the rumors spread far and wide because they help in their cause. Already bandits and mercenaries dare not come near Emrys’ woods. "For the enemies of Camelot, there are only curses and imminent demise.” To this day, legend tells of the Ghost Guardian and his Dragon of Mist, forever roaming the woods, always watching, waiting for the return of the Once and Future King.
*You can thank Demi for this wonderfully depressing mental image! \o/
Arthur kisses him then, his teeth leaving marks first on Merlin’s lips and then on his neck as he pushes Merlin down. “But you’re mine anyway,” he whispers and aims for Merlin’s lips.
Created for After Camlann Big Bang, illustrating Cerch’s Viking AU Ten Thousand Drops of Blood Read it! It’s fantastic!!