Northern downpour sends it's love
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gryffindorteamseeker:

tsundereslasher:

“Arthur will be back, Merlin will find him and this time… they’ll have their happy ending”

Whyyyy? *tears everywhere*

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onceplusfuture:

“It was nice meeting you, Red…”

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doctorwho:

supercrossover.

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takeme-toglasgow:

colsandbradders:

I can’t even begin to explain what is happening. All I know is Colin is holding a key—probably to insert it in the keyhole—while looking seductive, and their swords are almost touching.

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(Source: brightporclain)

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moriartyhasthethrone:

merthurloveisreal:

pokeitwithastick:


When destiny really screws things up.

OH YES

I’m totally thinking of Seven Magpies right now.

this looks absolutely perfect of my loooordy

For a second i didn’t realise what’s the difference! This is goooood!

moriartyhasthethrone:

merthurloveisreal:

pokeitwithastick:

When destiny really screws things up.

OH YES

I’m totally thinking of Seven Magpies right now.

this looks absolutely perfect of my loooordy

For a second i didn’t realise what’s the difference! This is goooood!

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tagged as:
# aww bbs
# merlin
# lancelot

The first and the last time we saw Lancelot, the bravest and most noble of them all.

(Source: lwayth)

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we keep marching on

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behindmylove:

Merlin Episode Poster > 1.05 Lancelot
“When I was a boy, my village was attacked by raiders from the Northern Plains. They were slaughtered where they stood. My father, my mother, everyone. I alone escaped. I vowed that day that never again would I be helpless against the face of tyrrany. I made swordcraft my life. Every waking hour since that day, I devoted to the art of combat. When I was ready, I set forth for Camelot. And now it seems my journey ends. Everything I fought for, wasted.” Lancelot

behindmylove:

Merlin Episode Poster > 1.05 Lancelot

“When I was a boy, my village was attacked by raiders from the Northern Plains. They were slaughtered where they stood. My father, my mother, everyone. I alone escaped. I vowed that day that never again would I be helpless against the face of tyrrany. I made swordcraft my life. Every waking hour since that day, I devoted to the art of combat. When I was ready, I set forth for Camelot. And now it seems my journey ends. Everything I fought for, wasted.” Lancelot

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so full of hope

so full of hope

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