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make-me-imagine · 6 years

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I Had a Plan

Request: Can I please have a one shot from Merlin or Teen wolf? You can decide which is easier to write with the idea! :3 where the reader is a scholar and gets in to trouble either from a magic creature or another human, when (Merlin/Arthur or Derek/Isaac- you choose!) saves them and the reader gets all huffy at being saved?

Requested by: Anonymous

Note: I chose Merlin, cause no one ever asks me to write for it lol (though I don’t really get many TW requests anymore either)

Characters: Merlin x reader x Arthur (platonic)

Gender: Any/Neutral Words: 1,215

Triggers: Mentions of kidnapping and blood, but mostly humor

You really didn’t think it was a bad idea, I mean, it’s not like you wandered into a dark forbidden cave outside of the city that had warnings in an ancient language telling you to literally ‘keep out, or die’. Merlin and Arthur are never going to let you live this down, that is, if you live.

You damned your curiosity, why did you come in here? Why couldn’t you resist? Why couldn’t you let it be?

The cave had been sitting in the forest for years, no one ever went in, no one knew what was inside, you had to know. You were one of Camelots only scholars, people came to you for knowledge every day, what if someone came one day and asked you about the cave, what would you say? I don’t know? What kind of scholar would you be if you didn’t know the answer to as simple of a questions as that? Well, now you knew, and god you wished you didn’t.

Looking down at your chained wrists you let out a huff of air, the sound of dripping water echoing off of the cave walls, followed by silence and then footsteps. You stared at the entrance as the witch that took you came in.

She was wearing a long tattered gown, a large pendant hanging from her neck, her face was pale, sunken with age, her fingers appearing more like claws that anything else. But her most notable feature was her eyes. They were malicious and predatory, the color almost black, staring at them for too long would send shivers down anyone’s spine.

When you entered the cave, it was so silent apart from dripping water an the occasional wind gust. You assumed there was nothing here so you came in further. Then you saw old books, dead animals, recently dead. You thought that maybe it was just some homeless man, or maybe some scavengers, so you decided to leave. But when you turned around, she was there blocking the entrance, a slightly shocked expression, but a wide, terrifying smile.

The witch stood in front of you, staring intently into your eyes, though you tried to look away, you found yourself unable to move. Slowly a small smirk spread across her face. It took a moment, but you became aware of a subtle feeling in your head, as if someone was peering directly into your thoughts.

You breathed out slowly, gaining enough control to put up a fight, you snarled at her “Get out of my mind”

Her smirk widened, showing her teeth, broken down, sharp “You are a strong one, scholar” her voice was hoarse and croaky “It’s been a long time since anyone has wandered into my home. But you couldn’t resist could you? Your a scholar, you study everything you can, and the idea of what could be in this cave was too tempting wasn’t it?” you didn’t notice that she had slowly been creeping closer until her breath was on your cheek.

“What are you doing here?” you asked bravely.

“I live here” she smiled “I’ve lived here for many many years” slowly she pulled away, turning and walking to a table with a variety of objects, ones you unfortunately recognized.

“Let me guess? You are going to sacrifice me and absorb my life force, making you stronger and younger, please, the least you could do it be original” you mocked her, probably a bad move, but you needed her to get along with it, you needed to get unchained from the wall so you could fight her off and escape, you just hoped she didn’t know that.

From the small chuckle that escaped her lips, you had a feeling that she did “Don’t try and make me angry” she said turning, a long curved knife in his hand “You don’t want this to hurt”

She approached you slowly, eyeing you intently, you gripped your hands tightly, trying to remain calm “Your the reason people abhor witches you know, they could live in peace if monsters like you died out”

Suddenly the knife was against your throat as she slowly pressed it deeper against your neck, breaking the skin, you could feel a small dip of blood trail down your chest. You kept your eyes on her, showing no fear.

“You are a brave one aren’t you? Don’t worry, you wont be for long”

“I wouldn’t be so sure about that”

Your head snapped towards the cave entrance, as did the witch. Arthur was leaning against the cave wall, Merlin standing behind him.

The witch turned her body fully towards them “Arthur Pendragon”

“You know my name, but, I don’t think I know yours” Arthur spoke as he took a few more steps into the cave, Merlin waiting for a moment he could get around them to you, to unchain you.

“You don’t deserve to know my name!” she growled at them.

“Alright” he agreed before rushing at her with his sword.

Merlin ran over to you, grabbing the keys from the nearby table and freeing you. A large gust of wind made you cower against the cave wall, unable to move. Arthur had been knocked to the ground, covering his head. Suddenly a large pot slammed against the witches head, causing her to stagger. An event you would not repeat to Arthur as Merlin quickly lowered his hand when Arthur rose, taking the witch by surprise when he ran his sword through her.

You stood against the tree just outside the cave, your arms crossed, and a frown planted across your face, as Arthur stood in front of you “What were you thinking going in there alone? Actually, what were you thinking going in there at all?”

“You wouldn’t tell me what was inside, so I decided to find out myself”

“Well, it’s not like I knew that some old witch was there!” he defended himself

“I’m a scholar Arthur, t’s my job to know about these types of things, now I know that there was a witch there”

Arthur rolled his eyes “I don’t care if you are a scholar or not, it was still a horrible idea. You’re lucky Gwen saw you wander in off in this direction or Merlin and I would have never found you”

“I could have gotten out” you said defensively.

Merlin smiled lightly, watching as you and Arthur squabbled “Oh yeah, what were you going to do?” Arthur asked, amused

“Well, before you barged in, I had a perfect plan” you lied, to proud to admit you had been stupid “But since you ruined it, I don’t think you deserve to know what it was” you said before marching past them and back towards Camelot.

Arthur opened his mouth to talk but decided against it as he turned and huffed out, defeated, knowing this is a battle he wasn’t going to win. He began walking into the forest, towards Camelot.

You looked over at Merlin who was staring at you with an amused expression “What?” he rose his brow and cocked his head “I had a plan” you said one last time before you marched past him, following Arthur.

He smiled as he walked after you, whispering loud enough for you to hear “No you didn’t”

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