Recap: Merlin 312
Or, how I became so distracted by the pretty I ignored everything else.
It was hilarious rewatching this, because I realized I totally ignored the HUGE GAPING PLOTHOLES AND LARGE AMOUNTS OF RIDICULOUSNESS because there was so much PRETTINESS AND BOYTOUCHING. Apparently the Merlin writers know exactly what to do to keep me stunned and docile. :D
I am so glad I was spoiled, because I would have been all messed up when Arthur announced Leon was dead. HIS DEVASTATED FAAAACE.
Look, it's Druid Guy from the first Mordred ep! He's wonderfully...uh, Druid-y.
Confession: I have never found Rupert Young all that hot, but apparently I enjoy him more when he's helpless on his back.
Oh yay, it's another magical artifact with terrible power to wreak badness in the land!
Morgana: Cha-CHING.
Merlin: Oh, Christ, not again.
Okay, did anyone else wonder why Uther was having his sooper sekrit conversations with people in a PUBLIC HALLWAY IN THE MIDDLE OF AN ECHO-Y CASTLE?
Because, you know. She doesn't even have to fricking work for it. I mean - I just -
- PRETTYYYYYYYYYYYYYY.
Arthur: Great. Certain death again. Cheers, Dad.
Merlin: So are we going to Ibiza this time? I really like the beach, and I could blow you in the hotel room on the Egyptian cotton sheets.
Arthur: No, we're going to a smelly old wood rife with the stench of death.
Merlin: If you think my mouth is going anywhere near your dick on this trip, you're much mistaken.
Oh, Cenred, Cenred, Cenred. You are so dumb.
Ahahaha, apparently Albion slave traders use drugged blow-darts. I cannot even.
JFC, could Gawaine be trying to stake his claim on Merlin any more clearly without fellatio?
LOVED Jarl. Apparently the fur-and-random-animal-bits look is a standard for the more scrofulous baddies of Albion.
CHEEKBONES.
Loved the way Arthur casually comes forward and tries to save his boyfriend, only to have it backfire spectacularly.
Ahahahaha, Gawaine, I adore you.
IF THIS WAS NOT A CAGE MATCH OVER MERLIN'S AFFECTIONS, I WOULD LIKE TO KNOW WHAT IT WAS.
SO. RIDICULOUS.
BOYTOUCHING.
Arthur: You weren't supposed to tell anyone about the glow-in-the-dark condoms! That was our special thing to, you know...spice things up.
Merlin: But I thought Gawaine could share me, uh, I mean them!
Arthur: Are we in a committed relationship or not?
Okay, so remember when Arthur said nothing identifying Camelot? Is there some reason he needs to carry his Mastercard in a secret pouch that ain't all that secret? I mean, I just -
- PRETTYYYYYYYYYYYY.
Merlin: You are both such dicks. Which I will not be sucking for a very, very long time, by the way.
Arthur and Gawaine: o.O
WTF, ARTHUR? W THE F'ING F.
Does he look just a little bit shamed here? GOD, I HOPE SO.
Druid Guy: Emrys, your boyfriend...he's kind of a dick.
Merlin: I know. God, I know.
LALALA H/C BOYTOUCHING MAKES EVERYTHING BETTER.
Aw, one final marvelously inappropriate interaction between Uther and Morgana for old times' sake.
*wallows in the h/c*
OMG, Merlin's wee crushed face.
Cenred, we hardly knew ye. Also, did anybody wonder why he didn't get the immortality treatment from the Cup of Life? I mean, I know he's dumb, but that's dumb.
Awesome stunts in this scene, wow.
Also strangely hot to me: Rupert Young looking like he's going to piss himself in fear. DO NOT ASK ME WHY.
Have you ever noticed that when Merlin first wakes up, his arms don't seem to work right away? What's the deal with that?
EPIC BOYTOUCHING.
Leon: You are a crazy old man, you know that?
COME THE FUCK ON, NOBODY SAW THAT?
Gwen was only in one scene, but at least it was choice. I liked her being smart and cagey here.
Gwen: JFC, what is with the royalty around here.
ELIAN! Or, uh, ELYAN! Or, fuck, WHY ARE THE KNIGHTS' NAMES SO FRICKING HARD TO SPELL.
I think this is right where my brain went offline from the boytouching and Merlin being bossy and hot.
THE WAY THEY LOOK AT EACH OTHER.
I JUST. PLOT? WHAT PLOT? WHO CARES?
EEEEEEEEEEE.
This cap is too dark, but they BOTH have their hands on each other here, CLUTCHING AND HOLDING AND *FLAILS AND FALLS OVER*
Uther, you sad, sad bastard.
Love the way Merlin calms Arthur here, holds him back.
BOOM.
BOOM.
BOOM.
Merlin: This destiny thing sucks like a Hoover.
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It was hilarious rewatching this, because I realized I totally ignored the HUGE GAPING PLOTHOLES AND LARGE AMOUNTS OF RIDICULOUSNESS because there was so much PRETTINESS AND BOYTOUCHING. Apparently the Merlin writers know exactly what to do to keep me stunned and docile. :D
I am so glad I was spoiled, because I would have been all messed up when Arthur announced Leon was dead. HIS DEVASTATED FAAAACE.
Look, it's Druid Guy from the first Mordred ep! He's wonderfully...uh, Druid-y.
Confession: I have never found Rupert Young all that hot, but apparently I enjoy him more when he's helpless on his back.
Oh yay, it's another magical artifact with terrible power to wreak badness in the land!
Morgana: Cha-CHING.
Merlin: Oh, Christ, not again.
Okay, did anyone else wonder why Uther was having his sooper sekrit conversations with people in a PUBLIC HALLWAY IN THE MIDDLE OF AN ECHO-Y CASTLE?
Because, you know. She doesn't even have to fricking work for it. I mean - I just -
- PRETTYYYYYYYYYYYYYY.
Arthur: Great. Certain death again. Cheers, Dad.
Merlin: So are we going to Ibiza this time? I really like the beach, and I could blow you in the hotel room on the Egyptian cotton sheets.
Arthur: No, we're going to a smelly old wood rife with the stench of death.
Merlin: If you think my mouth is going anywhere near your dick on this trip, you're much mistaken.
Oh, Cenred, Cenred, Cenred. You are so dumb.
Ahahaha, apparently Albion slave traders use drugged blow-darts. I cannot even.
JFC, could Gawaine be trying to stake his claim on Merlin any more clearly without fellatio?
LOVED Jarl. Apparently the fur-and-random-animal-bits look is a standard for the more scrofulous baddies of Albion.
CHEEKBONES.
Loved the way Arthur casually comes forward and tries to save his boyfriend, only to have it backfire spectacularly.
Ahahahaha, Gawaine, I adore you.
IF THIS WAS NOT A CAGE MATCH OVER MERLIN'S AFFECTIONS, I WOULD LIKE TO KNOW WHAT IT WAS.
SO. RIDICULOUS.
BOYTOUCHING.
Arthur: You weren't supposed to tell anyone about the glow-in-the-dark condoms! That was our special thing to, you know...spice things up.
Merlin: But I thought Gawaine could share me, uh, I mean them!
Arthur: Are we in a committed relationship or not?
Okay, so remember when Arthur said nothing identifying Camelot? Is there some reason he needs to carry his Mastercard in a secret pouch that ain't all that secret? I mean, I just -
- PRETTYYYYYYYYYYYY.
Merlin: You are both such dicks. Which I will not be sucking for a very, very long time, by the way.
Arthur and Gawaine: o.O
WTF, ARTHUR? W THE F'ING F.
Does he look just a little bit shamed here? GOD, I HOPE SO.
Druid Guy: Emrys, your boyfriend...he's kind of a dick.
Merlin: I know. God, I know.
LALALA H/C BOYTOUCHING MAKES EVERYTHING BETTER.
Aw, one final marvelously inappropriate interaction between Uther and Morgana for old times' sake.
*wallows in the h/c*
OMG, Merlin's wee crushed face.
Cenred, we hardly knew ye. Also, did anybody wonder why he didn't get the immortality treatment from the Cup of Life? I mean, I know he's dumb, but that's dumb.
Awesome stunts in this scene, wow.
Also strangely hot to me: Rupert Young looking like he's going to piss himself in fear. DO NOT ASK ME WHY.
Have you ever noticed that when Merlin first wakes up, his arms don't seem to work right away? What's the deal with that?
EPIC BOYTOUCHING.
Leon: You are a crazy old man, you know that?
COME THE FUCK ON, NOBODY SAW THAT?
Gwen was only in one scene, but at least it was choice. I liked her being smart and cagey here.
Gwen: JFC, what is with the royalty around here.
ELIAN! Or, uh, ELYAN! Or, fuck, WHY ARE THE KNIGHTS' NAMES SO FRICKING HARD TO SPELL.
I think this is right where my brain went offline from the boytouching and Merlin being bossy and hot.
THE WAY THEY LOOK AT EACH OTHER.
I JUST. PLOT? WHAT PLOT? WHO CARES?
EEEEEEEEEEE.
This cap is too dark, but they BOTH have their hands on each other here, CLUTCHING AND HOLDING AND *FLAILS AND FALLS OVER*
Uther, you sad, sad bastard.
Love the way Merlin calms Arthur here, holds him back.
BOOM.
BOOM.
BOOM.
Merlin: This destiny thing sucks like a Hoover.
This entry was also posted on Dreamwidth at http://lamardeuse.dreamwidth.org/822782.html . Please feel free to comment at either journal.