Arthur: Sometimes, Merlin Checks In On Me To Make Sure I'm Sleeping All Right.

Arthur: Sometimes, Merlin checks in on me to make sure I'm sleeping all right.

Arthur: And if I am, he wakes me up.

"Magic is evil."

"Well, you see, Arthur, my magic is like your pratness."

"I beg your pardon?"

"You are prat. You were born a prat. You cannot stop being a prat. It can't be helped - it's just part of your nature, and yes, it is annoying to some people, but your friends put up with it because it's you."

"I am a warlock. I was born a warlock. I cannot stop being a warlock. I cannot help it. It's just a part of my nature. Some people think magic is evil, but hopefully...hopefully my friends will put up with it because it's me."

Worse yet: Mentally thinking fics out in present tense but writing in past 95% of the time.

Present-tense has stuck to me like a leech and I can barely scrape it off.

Arthur going on quests, insisting Merlin that Merlin not come along, and Merlin coming along anyway is the equivalent to people who get in the car to go on a long trip and find out their cat is hiding in the back seat two hours in.

I made biscuits to go with soup.

alright what’s everyone having for dinner. Or time zone alternative: what’s everyone going to have/already had. Extra credit for a photo.

Arthur returns, but Merlin has to drag him out of the lake while he bemoans, "Five more minutes, Merlin, can't you just let me sleep in for once??"