Merlin Oneshots

adipocere [rc] » p1

this story was inspired by the song above performed by rusty cage (the author of the song is unknown). if you read the italics alone, they are a portion of the song lyrics, just spaced out between each paragraph. enjoy!

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and the worms crawl in, the worms crawl out

merlin grunted as he dragged the heavy load into the woods. he was a bit moody, considering the horses were 'out of commision' while the sun was down. the stable boy had mentioned something all about how a horse needed sleep and rest, but merlin needed that too and here he was going this dirty work.

the worms play pinochle on your snout

the manservant probably weighed less than the average man in camelot, but oh boy, this man was feeling heavy. merlin wiped his brow before he continued dragging the load across the forest floor.

they eat your eyes, they eat your nose

he was making so much racket right now, he realized. merlin paused, glancing around the dark woods gingerly, before shrugging casually to himself and continuing with his work.

as you begin to decompose

he wasn't getting paid extra for this stupid work. oh, how the life of a servant was so difficult- well, no actual servant would be tasked with the job he was doing right now, so oops maybe merlin should get a promotion? got anything to say about that arthur?

a slimy beetle with demons eyes

then again, arthur had no idea merlin was doing this sort of thing. since when did killing people become a sport? more specifically, merlin's slightly illegal hobby? well, hey, anything was legal when the guards weren't around. long story short, it was more legal than practicing magic, so he was bound to do it at some point anyway.

chews through stomach and out your sides

honestly, arthur shouldn't be surprised. where else did his hella shady manservant go? because it obviously wasn't the tavern. merlin would bet three dead bodies that arthur still believed that stupid lie concocted on the spur of the moment.

your stomach turns to rancid grease

what did people call it? a sociopath? yeah, merlin was probably a sociopath. or no, was it a psychopath? merlin debated the thought for a moment, squinting his eyes slightly before he gave up and carried on.

and puss pours out like melted cheese