Chapters: 1/1Fandom: Merlin (TV)Rating: General AudiencesWarnings: No Archive Warnings ApplyRelationships:

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Merlin (TV) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Merlin/Arthur Pendragon (Merlin), Merlin & Arthur Pendragon (Merlin) Characters: Merlin (Merlin), Arthur Pendragon (Merlin) Additional Tags: Female Merlin, Female Arthur, Female Arthur Pendragon, Genderbending, Alternate Universe - Gender Changes, Sharing a Bed, Friends to Lovers, Best Friends, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Modern Era, Travel, World Travel, China, Fluff, Pining Arthur, Pining Arthur Pendragon (Merlin) Summary:

Merlin managed to convince Arthur to go on vacation with her, to a foreign country and no knowledge of their language. Now Arthur is stuck with Merlin in this tiny room with just one tiny bed.

Season 5? What season 5?

In most Merlin fanfic Merlin is gangly and skinny and awkward and clumsy and we all know that both the reader and the author are picturing early-series Merlin.

But then every once in a while a buff, strong, and confidently sexy Merlin appears, and everyone knows… Someone’s been watching series 5…

The Bible says being gay is fine, as long as you’re high.

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Me: *only able to produce content during nighttime and therefore stays up until 6am*

Roommate: *enters my room at 3am* you do know it’s the middle of the night, right?

Me: *furious typing on my computer* I don’t believe in nighttime. It is a social construct created by society to pressure us into their capitalist lifestyle and norms.

Roommate: uhm…Okay… *Slowly backs out of the room*

The Dragon’s Heart (Fem!Merlin x Fem!Arthur One-Shot)

There were one hundred and one ways that a casual evening hunt could go wrong. Possibly more, given the participants: Princess Arthur, the biggest danger magnet in all of Albion, and Merlin, who had her fair share of deadly and powerful enemies lurking in the shadows like vengeful ghosts.

Which made it even more ironic that the inevitable catastrophe that befell them had absolutely nothing to do with the fact that Arthur was the Crown Princess of Camelot, and Merlin the most powerful sorceress to have ever lived. All it took was a misplaced arrow and a mad scramble through the forest just before nightfall, and Arthur found herself falling down a rocky ravine like a pebble kicked loose on a steep path.

She struck the bottom of the ravine and lay there, gasping. Her armor was dented. She could feel wetness, warm and sticky, blooming across the plane of her stomach. All around her, brambles and thick foliage closed in like a fence of thorns—a cage for a wounded beast. Lifting her head, she called out in the half-light of dusk: “Merlin!” No reply. She winced, shifting onto her side. Pain flashed up her spine like a lightning bolt. She gritted her teeth and fell back, head resting on a not-particularly-soft rock. She stared up at the sky as the stars blinked into view. A thousand restless, hungry eyes. Watching her as she lay alone, bruised and bleeding among the ferns and mosses.

She wasn’t sure how long she lay there. At one point she closed her eyes, hoping to collect her thoughts and gather her strength. But when she opened them again, the moon was shining overhead, a silver claw gutting the pitch-black sky. Clouds gathered, blocking out all but the brightest stars. In the distance, thunder rolled: the throaty roar of a hunting beast.

A storm was coming. And it was getting closer.

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Harry Potter’s German name would be Harald Töpfer.