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Requested by @pacoholin​​
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y’all making me shy with your compliments oml... *monkey covering eyes emoji* no but seriously i didn’t expect so much love on part 1, thank you all so much!
I’m also sorry it’s taking so long for me to write anything, i had a writer block, and I am chronicallly ill, so sometimes that keeps me from doing anything, and life is just sh*t all together...
This is also so freaking long... so I will make a part 3~ my brain is just not braining anymore atm...
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The tourney happened weeks ago, and life was back to normal in Camelot. Things don't usually stays calm for long in this city with the magic ban, but somehow no sorcerer decided to take advantage of the tourney and agitation to commit any crimes... 
That didn’t mean Merlin had had any time to relax whatsoever; there’s never a calm moment with Arthur. Especially now that he has what he wanted to ‘blackmail’ Merlin all he wanted... During the whole week of the tourney, up until now, the moment you were present, Arthur would send teasing glances his way; elbow him lightly; or just straight up make a teasing comment that would make poor Merlin blush and leave you confused...
But truth be told, Arthur just wanted Merlin to snap and finally tell you how he feels, and he didn’t know how to help his friend other than pushing a little and hope for the better....
Of course, the knights learned about it too. And weren’t really any help, as they all had a different... approche when it came to romance...
Guinevere tried to help too. From giving him advices on what to do for you, what gifts he could give you, to just listening to him rant for hours about you... She wasn’t very close to you, but she knew, just by the look in Merlin’s eyes when he talked about you, that you were a caring person, and she just hoped you returned his feelings...
Merlin aknowledged their attempts at helping him, but he was too shy and nervous... He had magic... what if you were scared of him once he told you? what if you ratted him out then? He knew deep down that even if you were scared you wouldn’t do that, but there was still this little voice at the back of his head reminded him of it...
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Merlin was doing his usual tasks, as Arthur was getting ready for bed. He noticed the young prince was very quiet this evening; which, considering we are talking about Arthur is really something abnormal. Merlin was considering breaking the silence but the prince did first:
“You are free tomorrow.”
Merlin turned to Arthur, quite shocked. He let out a nervous laugh.
“And who is the poor soul who would have to look after you then if I am not here?”
Arthur scoffed, and grabbed a pillow from his bed and threw it at Merlin, who easily dodged it.
“Now, that is none of your concern. Tomorrow, you will go to the kitchen and meet with Guinevere, she will hand you a basket, and you will go have a nice little picnic with (Y/n). And for the love of God, tell them how you feel!”
The poor boy looked at the Prince as if he had grown a second head. He fidgeted with the cloth he was holding.
“I... I have no idea what you mean by th-”
Before he could finish his sentence, Arthur grabbed another pillow from his bed and threw it with way more force than before. This time, it hit Merlin in the face.
“I want to help you, but I am getting quite frustrated with you. There is no denying how you feel about them because that is very obvious; from the lovesick look in your eyes to that dumb smile you have when they so much talk to you, you are just trying to find excuses.”
Arthur walked up to Merlin, and put his hand on his shoulder.
“Now, man up, and put everyone out of their misery... well, mostly you...”
With a finale pat on the shoulder, he turned around and went to lay down on his bed, while Merlin stayed where he was. He looked to the ground, not really looking at anything in particular, mulling over all that just happened. He then sighed and got back to work, before leaving to go to bed himself.
When he arrived in Gaius’ appartment, he didn’t say a word and went straight to his room.
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The morning arrived faster than he wanted. Of course, spending the day with you was all i wanted for a long time now, but if he was to confess to you, he knew he needed to be sincere about who he really was. And that scared him so much. He could stand you not returning his feelings, but imagining you being scared of him was the worst that could happen.
He was pacing around the room, thinking of hundreds of ways to tell you everything he wanted, all the things that could go wrong, etc... Gaius was watching him from his chair, the parchement he was reading long forgotten. Obviously he knew what was making the boy so jumpy. Suddenly, Merlin took off without saying a word, barely closing the door behind him.
He ran throught the corridors, straight to the kitchens where Guinevere had probably been waiting for him for the past hour. He stumbled when he reached the door, out of breathe. Guinevere was sitting on a chair, sewing a piece of clothing. She looked up when she heard him.
“I’m so sorry I made you wait!”
She simply smiled and got up.
“It’s alright; I figured you would take some time to come.”
She went to the counter at the back of the kitchens and picked up a basket. She then walked to Merlin and gave it to him.
“(Y/n) is most likely near the training yard; there is no one there at this hour. Now hurry up.”
She smiled and pushed him lightly. Merlin laughed, a light blush dusting his cheeks. He took a few steps backwards, then started to walk at a fast pace towards the yard, a huge smile on his face. When he finally arrived at the training yard, he looked around to find you. As he walked across the field, he spotted you sitting in the shadows of one of the walls. He stopped where he was, in the middle of the yard, and stared at you. Completely entranced; as he usually was when he saw you: every background sounds vanished. You were just so perfect.
A loud crash coming from somewhere behind him managed to get him out of his trance. But it also caugh your attention. And as usual, when you looked at him, he suddenly became all awkward and shy. But unaware of the effect you had on Merlin, you waved at him with a bright smile.
With a tight lip awkward smile, he walked to you, clutching the handle of the basket like his life depended on it.  When Merlin finally reached you, you had stood up.
“Hi Merlin, how are you today?”
You could see how nervous he was, shifting from one foot to the other, looking at the ground.
“Oh um, I’m- I’m doing good- I- umm...”
Merlin paused.
“You- You are free this afternoon?”
You looked at him, a bit surprised. Knowing he is Arthur’s servant, he didn’t really have any kind of free time.
“Well, yes. Why you ask?”
Merlin took a deep, as if summoning all the courage he had in his body, and motionned to the baket he was holding tightly.
“I wanted to ask you if you would like to go picnic with me outside of Camelot’s walls?”
He was looking at you with the biggest puppy eyes you had ever seen, like he was begging you to say yes. If only he knew he didn’t need to do that for you to accept...
“Of course, I’d love that Merlin!”
You replied with a smile. Before he could say anything, you grabbed his free hand, and dragged him away from the castle. He nearly fell, but soon catched up with you.
Now, Merlin could only hope that you would return his feelings, but most importantly, that you would accept him, magic and all...
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natti-ice · 6 days
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a/n: this is a edited version of an old post of mine!
Reblogs and comments are greatly appreciated<3
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You riding on top of him rocking back and forth on his dick taking every inch of him, you’re in complete euphoria, one hand on his chest for balance while you use the other to circle your clit. You can feel yourself getting close, you keep your pace focusing on cumming. He watches himself disappear inside of you, when your hand catches his eye. He lightly grabs your wrist pulling you out of your daze.
“Let me taste you” he says in a husky voice
You smirk before pulling your hand from your clit and bring your fingers up to his mouth. You lightly brush them against his lips before slipping them into his mouth, he immediately starts sucking on them bobbing his head back and forth, his tongue dances on the pads of your fingertips.
This made you even wetter if that was even possible, he slowly pulls your fingers out of his mouth making sure he didn’t miss anything
“Fuckin perfect.”
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pigfacedbitch · 7 months
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HIIII I'm a big fan of your work and I really love it your writing is amazing , this may be a weird request and if your uncomfortable you don't have to do it , it's fine I completely understand, so it's like merlin and Arthur and the reader and they are all soulmates and it's there first time meeting each other . Thank you in advance
Modern! Reader Gets Transported to Albion
idea : modern world! reader gets transported to Albion and meets Arthur and Merlin. unbeknownst to you and the prince of Camelot, the three of you are soulmates.
type : imagines
word count : 0.7k
pairing/s involved : Arthur x Reader, Merlin x Reader
warning/s : almost drowning, panicking
here is my masterlist!
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Note : MY FIRST REQUEST! Whoever you are, thank you for reading my works and I might've changed a little bit in your request. Also, I apologize that it took so long, school has been keeping me busy. I hope you like it! 😊
You've always been a fan of BBC Merlin so when you had the chance to take a trip to Europe, you did.
You went to all the locations where they filmed the series like Château de Pierrefonds and Chislehurst Caves. The last destination is where the Lake of Avalon is; Forest of Dean.
Luckily you are alone, giving you the chance to fully enjoy the beautiful sceneries and serene atmosphere.
It made you feel a deeper sense of nostalgia and melancholy— how the precious characters you loved dearly died and were 'buried' there.
With one last selfie, you were about to walk back to you car when you hear it. A faint voice, filled with sorrow and longing.
"(Y/N)... Save us."
It's coming from the lake.
Something glimmers on it's shore, a sapphire drop necklace with golden chain. When you attempt to pick it up, the world begins to spin.
Suddenly, you were underwater.
Panic builds in your chest not because you can't swim, but an unseen force seems to harshly pull you down no matter how hard you try to stay afloat.
"Help me! Please, someone—"
Air runs out from your lungs when a pair of bulky arms grabs your body and begins to swim you to safety.
"Don't worry, I got you."
I heard that voice before.
The stranger easily carries you to ground, draping a large cloak on your shivering body. Rubbing your eyes for better sight, you look up...
Bradley James?
"Are you alright?"
No. You're certain that Bradley doesn't look that young anymore, keeping up with his latest activities online.
"I told you to be careful, Arthur!"
Turning your head, you see Colin Morgan run towards the two of you with a worried expression on his face.
He looks younger too.
"Ah, Merlin. Fetch the horses, she might need medical attention. May I ask for you name, my lady?"
Arthur? Merlin? Wait... Oh my God.
Realization hits you hard when both men stare at you expectantly, waiting for your answer.
The way they speak, their clothes, their appearances... it's exactly the same in the show you binge-watch every Christmas season.
Am I in the show? That's not possible...right?
"W-Where are we?"
"Camelot."
Shit.
You expect someone to go 'You just got punked!'; that would've been better than two men (who you have a huge crush on) staring at you, confused.
You waited for a moment but nothing happens.
This is real. I'm actually in Albion.
Fear and anxiety creeps into your system, as many questions form in your head. Did I die? What's going on? What season is this? How can I ever get back?
Due to the overwhelming emotions, your breath shortens and keeled over.
Bradley, or Arthur (You have no idea anymore), quickly catches you and gently carries you to his horse.
"We must make haste!" was the last thing you heard before you blacked out.
Merlin, on the hand, knew this would happen. In fact, he dreams of you.
He sees you in vague images, like old memories— happily kissing his cheek, witnessing him use magic, encouraging him to do another trick, etc.
He already etched in his mind your pretty face, your melodious voice, your playful grin— everything about you.
Then Arthur shares the same experience, dreaming about a woman who's description mirrors yours.
Kilgharrah told him that the woman of their dreams will arrive soon from faraway land and will play significant role in the prophecy.
However, the dragon didn't specify how. He only said—
"(Y/N) is your soulmate, Emrys. She sees you and Arthur in a light no one else ever will."
Soulmates are uncommon, even for druids. Only a few were blessed, to have something so wholesome and pure.
So when he heard your cry for help, he is ecstatic. You have finally arrived. His soulmate... and Arthur's.
He wryly smiles at this. Funny how he shares, not only his destiny with the prat, but also you.
The trip to the castle was faster than they anticipated. Arthur told him to call Gaius and meet them in his bedroom.
It caught the attention of everyone. The prince carrying an unconscious woman in his private chambers will surely stir gossip.
But Arthur didn't care, and Merlin didn't know if he should be proud or worried.
The court physician said you are healthy, they only have to wait for you to wake up. He left to attend other matters; leaving the three of you alone.
"This is her." The prince laughs in disbelief, incognizant of what Merlin knows. "The girl in my dreams, I can't believe it!"
Merlin tries to hide his smirk, Arthur can be so adorable when he's clueless.
"Nor can I, sire."
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joshlmbrt · 26 days
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(i apologize for doing this three times, this will be the last time!)
TAGLIST!
i was debating hard on if i wanted to do this again because i feel like when i do tag people (even if they wanted to be on the taglist) that i annoy them - but, i want to start again since im adding FOUR new actors & their characters!
down below the cut, i will have each character named! all you have to do is comment a certain character - or even the actors name to be tagged in all - & i’ll be sure to add you on to bonuses, one shots, & drabbles!
↓ CHARACTERS!
JOE KEERY; steve harrington/dad!steve harrington/single dad!steve harrington walter ‘keys’ mckey kurt kunkle gator tillman/dad!gator tillman baron/dad!baron sean lockwood/dad!sean lockwood
PATRICK WILSON; josh lambert/possessed!josh lambert ed warren orm marius raoul de chagny ross humboldt walter stackhouse brian harper david
EVAN PETERS; james patrick march kit walker jimmy darling/dad!jimmy darling kai anderson warren lipka colin zabel/dad!colin zabel
JOSEPH QUINN; eddie munson/dad!eddie munson/truck driver!dad!eddie munson/kas!eddie munson/rockstar!eddie mybson michael
ty simpkins; dalton lambert/possessed!dalton lambert/barista!dalton lambert
matthew gray gubler; spencer reid/dad!spencer reid
shemar moore; derek morgan/dad!derek morgan
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gayandfairycore · 1 month
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-‘๑’- Merlin master list
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A/n: Here is my masterlist purely filled with my Merlin fanfics majority has been written now, quite literally, years ago my writing has improved significantly. To those who sent me requests for Merlin I love and appreciate you all!
[* this indicates smut]
Merlin 🧙‍♂️
First time *
Moment alone *
Destruction and creation part one part 2
Morgana 🕯️
Destruction and creation part 1 part 2
Jealousy *
Gwaine 🗡️
Just hold me
Arthur 🛡️
There’s nothing here…
Gwen 🪻
There’s nothing here…
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Hello! Could you do a merlin x reader to the prompt accidentally referencing them as "my". Maybe Merlin accidentally references the reader as his s/o when speaking to arthur or smthg and arthur gets all oooo and starts questioning merlin only for the reader to come into the room and Arthur just starts teasing them and it all ends in merlin confessing his feelings? Thank you!!!
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<< Part 2 | Part 3 (not posted yet) >>
• A/N:
It's actually the first time I write for the show! i'm happy there's still people who loves it! Please keep sending me requests for any characters of the show (bonus points if it's Mordred! i freaking loooove him!)
I kept the idea of Merlin refering to reader as 'my' but changed the plot because i couldn't find how to write it... i really hope you don't mind...
AND I AM SOOOO SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG TO WRITE! And i also apologise to the other people who sent me requests! i have a major writing block at the moment, and i didn't want to write something that would be bad... y'all trust me with your ideas, i only want to give you guys the best <3
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With the tourney coming up, Camelot was bustling; servants were running back and forth, preparing rooms for the lords and ladies that would come. And Arthur didn't spare Merlin, who already had tones of chores to do... And more chores meant he wouldn't be spending time with you any time soon...
It wasn't really a secret that the young man had a crush on you; though he thought he was hiding it good enough, pretty much everyone saw it. Yes, even Arthur; he was just waiting for the perfect opportunity to tease Merlin about it.
And it's the day of the tourney that said opportunity came.
...
The day was just as chaotic as you would expect it to be. Servants and squires running around the grounds of the castle to get what their lords want; Horses were being tended to; Ladies could be seen occasionaly, looking for the knight they wished to give their favors to... And Arthur was being Arthur. He made Merlin run to his room to get him something that he forgot (of course he said that it was Merlin who forgot it).
Merlin was running in one of the corridors, dodging other servants and guards, apologising when he knocked into someone. But in his hurry, he spotted you carrying a basket of what looked like bed sheets. Merlin had not seen you in maybe 2 or 3 days. He was running so fast that when he saw you and tried to stop to talk to you, he tripped over his own feet, and fell face first on the hard ground, and what he was carrying ended up flying at the end of the corridor.
People around didn't stop to help him; some looked at him laying on the ground but kept walking. Everyone except you. You ran up to him.
"Merlin? Merlin, are you okay?"
You put your hand on his shoulder lightly. He growned in pain, holding the side of his head.
"I think I'm okay, but I have hit my head pretty hard..."
He said. Merlin knew that he would be okay, he could use magic to heal himself.
"Are you sure? Maybe we should get Gaius to check if you are really okay..."
He knew he shouldn't smiled but seeing you so worried for him was making him flustered. He sat up slowly, his hand still holding the side of his head.
"No, no, really I'm good... I have to go back to Arthur's tent to help him finish getting ready for the tourney. This dollophead can't do it alone."
He laughed. The last comment made you chuckle. It was impressive how Merlin could talk to the Prince and not get punished for it... You helped him stand up, making sure he could actually stand on his two feets.
"Alright Merlin, you go help him... but stop running please. You are going to really hurt yourself one day..."
He chuckled, and before he could really think, he kissed your forehead.
"Don't worry, my (Y/n), i wont!"
It took Merlin a second, seeing your red face, to realise what he had just done and said. Which resulted in him blushing just as much as you. He started stuttering, trying to apologise and his heart was racing. You found that endearing. You thought he was adorable.
Unbeknownst to both of you, Arthur, who was getting impatient seeing as Merlin had not come back, was standing at the end of the corridor, watching. Now, he had what he wanted to tease Merlin as much as much as possible...
"(Y/n) I- hum- I'm sorry I- I don't know why I did that-"
"Merlin, it's okay, no need to apologise..."
You said calmly. You just looked at eachother for a second before you both smiled. You were looking at the ground, with red cheeks, but Merlin couldn't look away from you, completely entranced by you. You cleared your throat before saying:
"I should go or I'm going to be yelled at.... And Arthur is going to be mad if you don't come back soon... But we could talk again, later..."
His heart was pounding so hard, he was sure you could hear it.
"Yes- Y-Yes, absolutely! Can't wait!"
He said breathlessly. You picked up your basket.
"Then , see you later."
You stood on your tip toes, and kissed his cheek. You gave him one last smile and left. Merlin stood there, smiling like a dork, watching you leave. When you turned a corner and disappeared from sight, a heavy hand landed on his shoulder. And when he turned, he saw Arthur smiling mischievously.
"I send you to my chambers to get something, and find you flirting with (Y/n)- Let me rephrase this. Flirting with your (Y/n)~"
Merlin became red from neck to the tip of his ears. It was really his luck... He wouldn't hear the end of it. Arthur added:
"I can't blame you, Merlin. They're very pretty... And it's about time you do something about that crush you have on them, because I was getting frustrated to see you all desesperate to get their attention..."
"Oh, you mean desesperate like you are when Guinevere is in your vicinity...?"
The words flew out of his mouth before he had time to stop them. Arthur looked at Merlin with raised eyebrows, as if saying 'oh, are we really doing that now...?'. Merlin started taking small steps backward, before breaking into a full sprint with Arthur chasing after him...
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natti-ice · 2 months
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A little Imagine:
“You’re such a good girl, letting me play with your pretty little pussy” he praises as he’s three fingers deep inside you, stretching you out completely as you whimper and squirm across the soaked sheets. “Gonna cum again for me?”
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pigfacedbitch · 9 months
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It's A Trap!
summary : Prince Arthur uses reader to lure Merlin out whenever he is hiding from him.
word count : 0.5k
type : imagines
pairing/s involved : Merlin x Reader (?)
warning/s : none. just Merlin pining over reader and Arthur being an ass.
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Note : I thought of this when I watched the clip where Arthur is looking for Merlin and he was hiding behind the door. 😂 It was a one shot before and I heavily edited it too.
There is no denying that Prince's Arthur's manservant is in love with (Y/N), a noble lady from one of the most prestigious houses in Camelot.
Everyone, even Arthur himself, knows it. And that's saying something. 🫢😂
From the way Merlin would stare at you with heart in his eyes, how he would follow you everywhere like a dog, or his ears pick up whenever he hears your name.
Gaius almost wants to take a leaf out of Van Gogh's book and tear off his own ears because Merlin wouldn't shut up about you. He also writes about you in his letters for Hunith.
Now, does Arthur take advantage of it? Of course, he does. Like,"Do you know Lady (Y/N) would be there?" or "If you fetch flowers for Gwen, you could also get some for your lady love."
The epitome of the statement, however, is making you his trap. Confused? I'll explain further later.
"Merlin?! Where are you?!"
It's very common for the palace staff to hear the prince of Camelot blaringly calling out to his manservant. Although some people catch Merlin scurrying away from him or has an idea of his whereabouts, no one bothers to tell Arthur anything.
After all, it's completely understandable and why many servants can empathize. As admirable and honorable the prince is, he can be a handful at times.
That's where you come in.
Whenever Arthur has given up searching for Merlin, he would search for you instead.
He often finds you in the gardens with the other noble ladies, helping some servants with menial tasks, or having tea with Morgana and Gwen. Uther enjoys your company too, making the usual stoic ruler laugh and gossip.
"May I excuse Lady (Y/N)? I need her assistance with something."
"Is it Merlin again?"
"...Yes."
You would go to Gaius' chambers, the kitchens, servant's quarters, or anywhere Merlin could've gone to. Then, you would tell anyone that you're looking for him to speak about personal matters and you'll be waiting for him with a place of your choice.
Arthur would wait with you, but he's hiding where Merlin can't see him.
Why do you continue helping the royal prat? It's because you find it funny.
You're also curious, thinking how long will it take Merlin to stop seeking you out because most of the time it's just one of Arthur's traps.
The prince's knights bet on it. Gwaine and Leon are winning— saying how Merlin will never learn.
It's true, he doesn't. I guess love does make you an idiot.
Merlin always approaches you with a beaming grin on his face and blushed cheeks, acting like a lovesick school boy.
"My lady, you were looking for me?"
"Well you see..."
Arthur would wait for Merlin to get closer before grabbing the manservant in his clutches.
"Here you are, you idiot!"
Sometimes Merlin would free himself and run, sometimes he doesn't and Arthur would drag him away while warning him of possible punishments.
But he never misses the chance to look back and give you the most charming smile anyone has ever graced you with.
"Merlin really loves you, doesn't he?" You hear Gwen beside you, linking your arm with hers. Nervous and worried, you reply—
"Yes. I just hope that I get to tell Merlin that I share his affections. But Arthur is always with him."
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nikolaisblog · 1 year
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i'm starting the re-watch of merlin after almost 10 years
i missed all of them (not you uther)
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misshiraethsworld · 9 months
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A TRAVELER'S DISCOVERY ━ merlin ♕
where was home?
THE ALBION ESCAPADES AU read here: wattpad
tag family: @arrthurpendragon, @eddysocs, @darth-caillic, @dancingsunflowers-ocs, @kmc1989, @ocappreciation if you want to be added to my family, all you have to do is ask!
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Welcome To Easttown
The flayings of Easttown pt. 1
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Summary: The BAU travels to Easttown for a case
Warnings: Death, graphic descriptions of death and flaying, swearing,
WC: 1.2k
A/N
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Joyce Davidson awoke suddenly at the sound of her phone ringing. After getting only a few hours of sleep, she groggily felt around her nightstand for her phone. Once she grabbed it, she finally opened her eyes to see who was calling:
         Penny
Groaning at the early call, she answered.
“Sorry to wake you but we got a case. It’s pretty urgent.”
Gaining the ability to speak, Joyce quietly replied, 
“I’ll be there in thirty.”
Hanging up the phone, Joyce was finally able to read the time on the screen of her phone.
6:14
Begrudgingly dragging herself out of bed, she made her way toward her bathroom for a shower and to brush her teeth. Fifteen minutes later, she was getting dressed, putting on a bit of makeup, and grabbing her keys. She grabbed a breakfast bar before heading out her door and locking it, making her way to her car.
Exactly thirty minutes after Penelope called her, Joyce Davidson was opening the doors of the bullpen to be greeted by her bustling around.
“Everyone’s at the round table except Rossi and Morgan, they’re both a few minutes away.”
Walking up the stairs toward the debriefing room with Penelope, Joyce looks over at the files in her hands and asks,
“How bad is it?”
Penelope looked frazzled.
“On a scale from one to never wanting to leave the safety of my tech cave ever again, I’d say it’s never wanting to leave the safety of my tech cave.”
Joyce said nothing.
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“Five women in Easttown, Pennsylvania have been found dead. Their bodies were found naked, with the exception of the latest victim who was found fully clothed, though the clothes were not hers. And here’s the real kicker, each of the victims had been flayed.”
That had brought everyone's attention up to Penelope.
“Flayed, was that the cause of death?” Emily questioned, flipping through her file to find the medical examiner's report.
“No. The cause of death was blood loss, which the flaying contributed to, but, the M.E. report concluded that the flaying was most likely just a way to torture the victims.”
“So they were alive,” JJ stated. Penelope nodded in confirmation, though no one really needed her to.
“Could it be the unsub’s signature?” Derek questioned. 
“It’s possible, however, flaying was historically used either as torture, as Garcia said, or as a form of execution. Though most sources state its origin in the middle ages, In Kleine Kulturgeschichte der Haut, author Ernst k. Jung provided an essay of flaying dating back all the way to the Neo-Assyrian, the king actually seemed to gloat ab–” 
“Reid.” Hotch interrupted his face as serious and stone-cold as ever. Reid stopped in his tracks, mouthing a sorry and awkwardly pulling his lips into a line.
“Easttown’s a tight night community, with the last time a murder happened being a few years ago. Nothing like this though. The plane ride's short so we won’t have time to debrief until we get there. Their chief was very insistent that we come, so, wheels up in twenty. ”
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After the short plane ride, the BAU arrived in Easttown. Walking into the police station, the team of seven was met by the chief of police. He extended his hand toward Hotch, who took it.
“Agent Hotchner, Chief Carter, thank you so much for coming. We really need your help. The chief said dropping Hotch’s hand as he began introducing the team.
“No problem. These are agents Rossi, Morgan, Prentiss, Jareau, Davidson, and Dr. Reid.” The aforementioned agents (and doctor) nodded their heads in greeting.
“Nice to meet you all,” said the chief before turning, “Follow me, I’ll let you guys get set up.
The seven followed him into a conference room with white boards set up. Chief Carter then left them to do their job while he went back to his office. The team quickly debriefed before Hotch told them their assignments.
“Prentiss, JJ, Morgan, I want you guys to go to the latest victim’s house, talk to the parents, see if you can find anything. Rossi and I will go to the scene, Davidson and Reid, I want you to stay here and work on the geographical profile.”
They nodded their heads in acknowledgment to their tasks, Davidson and Reid setting up at a corkboard while the rest of the team was leaving. 
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Twenty or so minutes had passed and Reid and Davidson sat in the conference discussing different aspects of the case.
“The fourth victim, Maisy Ware, lived three miles from where her body was found, Rowan Huffman was found four, Maddie Bernard 5.”
“Chester is small, he can’t be too far.”
 What if he doesn’t live in Chester and only comes here for his victims? Joyce questioned aloud.
“It’s possible, but flaying takes time and a place to do it. If he didn’t live here he would have to own a property or something here to be able to bring his victims to and flay them. Coming here, taking someone, bringing them back to where he lives, then dumping them back here would be too risky.” Reid said.
“Yeah, I guess you’re right.”
Reid and Davidson continued to talk about the case. In the middle of his sentence, Reid was interrupted by two voices.
“I’m telling you I’m right.”
“Mare, come on, he was totally checking you out, even I picked up on that.” The man punctuated his sentence with his eyes shooting up at the other two people in the room. The woman, Mare, and the man stared at Reid and Davidson, them doing the same before Mare spoke up.
“Who the hell are you two?”
Reid and Davidson looked at each other with widened eyes, their mouths open a bit. After a few seconds of awkward silence, Joyce spoke up.
“Um, I’m Agent Davidson, this is Dr. Reid, we’re with the FBI.”
“The FBI?” The man asked.
“The Behavioral Analysis Unit. Your chief called us in to assist on the recent flayings here.”
The man stood there, looking grateful that they were getting help, whereas the woman looked annoyed.
“Chief didn’t tell us he was bringing anyone in.” And with that, she left the conference room, presumably to talk to Chief Carter.
The man she left behind stood there a bit awkward, staring a Joyce and Spencer, them staring right back. After what seemed like an eternity, he cleared his throat and spoke.
“She doesn’t always take well to people on the outside working on her cases, she was the same with me. That’s Detective Sheehan, I’m Detective Zabel.” He gave the two of them a small smile, holding his hand out for them to shake. Joyce took it happily, a “nice to meet you” exiting her mouth, while Reid pressed his lips in an awkward line and waved. Detective Zabel looked a bit perplexed but dropped his hand quickly.
“Uh, anyway, I guess I’ll leave you two to do your job. If you need anything from the case my office is just down the hall to your right, the third door. It’s labeled.” He turned to walk out the door, making it a few steps past the threshold before pausing and reentering the conference room. Joyce and Spencer had already turned back to their board, not expecting him to be back.
He flashed them a smile, this time it showed off the dimples in his cheeks.
“Welcome to Easttown.”
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deimagines · 2 years
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n0r3ality · 1 year
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Hello, my name is Edgar and i write fanfic (dhmis only on this acct)
Feel free to send requests :)
What I will write:
📓Fluff
📓Romantic stuff
📓Nsfw(unless it involves a minor, or is a weird fetish or some shit)
📓depression/sh/su!c!d3
📓really any angst/gore
What i will NOT write:
📓Character x character
📓Character x OC
📓Ped0phili@/incest
📓R@p3/non-con
📓Weird fetish stuff
📓Any ask that I dont feel comfortable doing
(Probably more but i cant think of anythinge else atm)
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