Gaius: So I Have A Riddle For You. There Are Two Islands Connected By A Bridge Capable Of Holding Only

Oh no

Oh no

OH NO

me too, not in a fight tho 👀

I can take them both

Happy Halloween. For the trick or treat prompts a merlin au where Arthur has magic.

He doesn’t tell anyone, because he’s not an idiot. It’s little at first, things moving around him, weird dreams, things that he doesn’t think about or understand when he’s a kid. 

And when he’s old to understand, he’s old enough to know he’s something his father hates, he’s old enough to already be training with the sword, so he understands discipline, understands control, and it’s not easy to apply that to his magic, but it is simple. He learns slowly, learns the things he needs most, thing things that are easiest to hide and most worth the risk. 

He teaches himself healing, mostly. It’s one of the few things he can parse from the books everyone pretends Gaius doesn’t keep. 

The he meets Merlin, who might as well be wearing a sign around his neck that announces he’s a wizard and develops a near permanent headache. 

After the first couple of weeks, he can’t take it anymore. 

“Look,” he says, when Merlin sets breakfast on his table, “I get Camelot is new to you, and everything, but you have to be more subtle than this. I won’t be able to save you when my father chops off your head.” He’s tried. The fire illusion spells are simple enough, but the transportation and replacement ones  are out of his grasp. 

Merlin pales. “What? I don’t-”

Arthur rolls his eyes and waves his hand towards the open door. It swings closed and locks itself. 

He’s pretty sure Merlin isn’t even breathing right now, and that’s fine, he knows a spell for that. 

“If I can keep from spilling me secret to the whole castle, you can too,” he says seriously, “please develop a single subtle bone in your body.” 

“I think I’m dreaming,” Merlin says faintly. 

Arthur throws his apple at him. 

“Ow!”

concrete walls

I think scientists should invent something that kinda joins our brainwaves in visual form to the tv screens. And just show us a bunch of people and let us sleep and let our brains create some movie. Because most of the time the things that our brain can do and create is amazing. I have actually seen amazing things in my dreams that was better than all the movies in real life. Random guy on the street, cute lady in the groceries, your long lost relatives that you have no idea who they are but your brain is like ‘screw it, you’re casted as the 17th century police with fancy clothes’. If I’m not making sense, well, none of my dreams have ever made sense but they were awesome.

Everything can be a ship reference if you try hard enough

mama im gay

Zendaya is seen arriving at the 78th Venice International Film Festival (September 03, 2021)

Aizawa redraw(ish?)

in another life, in another time, in another universe…