I have an au for this in my head where
Merlin never becomes Arthur’s manservant and instead becomes a fully
trained physician. Arthur meets Merlin repeatedly due to various
injuries and though his bedside manner leaves a little to be desired
Arthur falls for him anyway. Oh an Merlin still travels with them as a
combat medic if the need arises. Which judging by Merlin’s destiny and
Arthur’s inability to not get knocked out, the need arises fairly often.
Also Merlin as a physician gets more respect from everyone, which he
am I terrible person for wanting to write an AU where Merlin can’t save Gaius from being burned at the stake and has to figure out how to muddle his way through life without him while grieving and he ends up focusing really hard on becoming a physician because it’s what Gaius always wanted, to share his passion for healing with Merlin, and now Merlin regrets never taking advantage of the opportunity to learn from his mentor when he had it so he goes traveling in search of knowledge, learning all he can from as many different sources as he can track down, whether they be books or people
Hi, do you have any fics with merlin as court sorcerer and arthur as king in the canon era?
Peach, Plum, Pear by sweetestdrain How in his tenth year of rule King Arthur chose a man to take the role of Court’s Magician, and how Arthur made his decision.
Time is Eternityby silkmoth101 When the King had left, Merlin waited for a few tense minutes –it wouldn’t be unusual for Arthur to return in a sudden fit of temper- then he thought the door locked. The moment he heard the clicking sound, Merlin deflated, sinking down to the floor and burying his face in his hands.
A King and his Warlock by xaritomene King Arthur and his trusted Court Physician, Merlin, share a moment of gentle domesticity.
My baby, he wrote me a letter by llama1412 Since Arthur had become king, Merlin never really saw him anymore. So Arthur started leaving him little notes.
The North Tower by mirandaeostre The king is sat at the table, frowning at the plate Merlin has just set before him. As if Merlin is nothing more than a servant and the king is not sat in his court sorcerer’s rooms dressed in nothing but his tunic.
Courting the Court Sorcerer is a Dangerous Task by nyxelestia Courting the Court Sorcerer of Camelot is a very dangerous task, indeed - after all, it’s the King his heart belongs to. The story of a very jealous king and a very indignant sorcerer.
For the good of the kingdom by magog_83 Merlin returns from his sojourn with the druids in the company of a man who is criminally handsome. Arthur reacts in the mature and reasonable fashion you would expect.
To you I pledge by beren_writes Merlin lays his life on the line to save Arthur yet again, only this time there are witnesses, lots of them. Only Arthur prevents him going to the headman’s axe straight away, but Arthur alone cannot save him. That is up to both of them.
Arthur is starting to regret giving Merlin the position of Court Physician ever since Gaius had retired. Truth be told, he’d rather have Merlin wait on him hand and foot than having the man being obliged to spend time away from Arthur’s kingly presence every time a person in the castle so much as develops a slight cough.
On second thought, maybe that’s just Gwaine. The lecher seems to like calling Merlin to his chambers at the slightest hint of physical discomfort, and having the man tend to him while he sits in bed looking utterly content and very, very shirtless.
If Arthur didn’t know any better, he’d say the knight is trying to seduce his Court Physician.
“Feeling better Gwaine?”
“With the prettiest physician in all of Albion tending to me? I don’t think I even remember being pummelled to the ground at all.”
“Haha, Gwaine. Now keep still, all right? I need to put this poultice on your head.”
“Are you done, Merlin? I, uh, I have my own bruises that need tending to.”
“You can wait, Arthur. It’s your fault I have to take care of Gwaine, after all.”
“It was a bloody tournament! Of course he’d get beaten up. It’s an ever-present possibility.”
“Ah–Ow! Merlin, the bruise on my hips is really hurting right now.”
“Oh dear. I think it needs a salve. Here, just dab lightly around the area and you’ll be good.”
“C-can you put it on me, instead? My arms are really tired.”
“Sir Gwaine, that’s enough! I order you to put the salve on, yourself.”
“But Arthur, he’s–”
“No, Merlin. Now drop the sodding poultice and tend to my bruises in my chambers, now.”