𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐊𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐢𝐟 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞.
⤷ gender neutral, ambiguous race, and any size reader. Requests are open, thank you for reading!
Warnings: swearing, some fighting - all in your honour though!
ᴹᵃˢᵗᵉʳˡᶤˢᵗ | ᴹᵃˢᵗᵉʳˡᶤˢᵗ ᴵᴵ
𝑺𝑭𝑾🌿
After a long day, your s/o decides to take you to a nearby tavern and have a drink. It had been a while since either of you had gotten out without a duty to do. However, your evening was cut short when a drunken asshole insulted you.
𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐍
・Merlin would never be able to keep such a big secret from his spouse; he'd want to give every part of himself to you. And so he had. You welcomed the secret with open arms.
・So when you made your way down to the tavern after a particularly challenging day, you were not expecting to be outright insulted.
・The bald fat (toothless) man let the words escape his drunken mouth without the hint of a thought of consequence.
・Big motherfucking mistake.
・A bewildered laugh came from Merlin. His mind already sifting through the many spells he was about to use.
・You looked at him, and simply nodded. This day had been too heavy, and the insult, no matter how untrue, was still hurtful.
・'Out of nowhere' (as some patrons would later explain it), the man flew from his chair and landed in the lap of the burliest man there.
・Strong man was furious and as he looked down, anger rose within him (you could physically see it ... he turned red...)
・Without even lifting a finger, your hater had been punched, and kicked straight out of the tavern. Not before Merlin made him land in a pile of dung.
𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐋𝐎𝐓
・When your honour is in question Lancelot does not play around.
・As he hears the insult, automatically, his head moves to the left, and he blinks once.
・Without a word he unsheaths his sword and waits for the low life to do the same.
・When the low life doesn't, Lancelot makes someone give him a sword, and drags him outside.
"I'm going to make you think twice before saying such filth."
・And the high pitch ring of steel on steel rang out in the air.
・The whole time your head was in your hands, because truly, you had heard worse. You were tough, and all you wanted to do was get a bit sloshed with your hot ass husband.
・But no, he insisted on fighting for your honour ... like he always does.
・And low and behold, the Knight of Camelot won.
"Are you alright, my love?" Lancelot's lips were pressed against your ear, and you nodded.
"You know you don't have to do that for me-"
"Oh I know," he replies quickly, giving you a half smile. "But you are my spouse. And I will always protect you."
𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐇𝐔𝐑
・Scoffs, a smirk on his lips as his eyes narrow on the idiot who insulted you.
"Do you know who I am? Well... I guess not. Someone with a brain would never insult the King nor his Queen/Consort"
・Gasps were heard around the tavern
And the man went as pale as Gaius' hair
"Ah, I see you've figured it out. Thought I might have to spell it for you."
"Oh Arthur," you scolded, bumping his shoulder.
・You had heard it all in your lifetime, and one day you decided that the words of sheep do not affect a tiger.
"What would you like me to do with him, my love? The dungeons? The stocks?"
・You watched as the man quivered. He would have been in his mid-twenties, barely a whisker on his chin.
"Hmmmm," you pretended to think. Your mind already made up. It was a silly little comment, from a silly little boy.
・Arthur knew you too well, his gaze turned stern on the young man. A rusted sword hanging on his hilt. He had begun to shake.
"I think we should leave him be. Maybe he won't let his tongue wag so freely."
𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐂𝐈𝐕𝐀𝐋
"Excuse me? What was that?"
・Percival instantly shot up from his seat at the table. The candle flickered as he did so, and you reached out to steady it.
"Perci, it's fine, really." You mumbled, not wanting to draw more attention to yourself. But one of the positives of having such a huge husband is that he will win against nearly anyone in a fight.
・Well, most of the time, men are too scared to even fight him.
・As was your insulter.
・Whose bravado slowly diminished as he watched the large Knight loom over him.
"What I- what I meant was-"
"Apologise."
"Sorry, I'm terribly sorry. I didn't mean it!"
"Now leave."
"Yes, yes of course!"
・You were actually impressed by the cowardice of this man. He didn't put up one ounce of a fight. Just followed exactly what Percival said.
"Thank you," you whispered, a smile appearing on your face.
"No. Never thank me. I will always stand up for you."
𝐄𝐋𝐘𝐀𝐍
・A raise of his eyebrow, and a turn of the head. A cold, intimidating demeanour washing over him. Elyan noticed the clean face, shining armour and coat of arms on the man's cloak.
"Say that again. I dare you." His voice was a growl; low and rumbling.
・The man, no, knight, did not shrink or apologise.
"Oh what a match. The marred and the deaf. A great pair-" the knight turned around and laughed with his men.
"Mmm." Elyan looked at the arse like a snake deciding on dinner.
・Your hand itched to grab the dagger at your waist, but Elyan knew you too well.
・Looking at you, he put a hand on your arm and slightly nodded his head. I want to handle this, his eyes said.
・Folding your arms, you took a step back, 'be my guest,' you answered with a smile.
𝐆𝐖𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐄
・Aggressive asf
・Doesn't even ask who said it first, he just throws himself at anyone and everyone who laughs
・Absolutely punching and kicking, grabbing heads and banging them together.
・You shake your head but join in, because that's part of the reason Gwaine loves you. You never let him have all the fun.
・And you would never let anyone talk crap about you. Especially to your face. That's not the reputation you wanted to hold.
・But who knew brawls could be romantic? With Gwaine somehow they are...
・Especially when he holds a man down so you can give him a few punches, Gwaine smiling at you.
"That's my girl/that's my guy"
・But it's not like you're allowed into many taverns anymore
・Only when Arthur, the King is there, that you're allowed to enter.
𝐋𝐄𝐎𝐍
・Instantly his nose flares, invisible steam streaming from them.
"Apologise. This instant."
"Ooohooo," was the only reply he got. Along with the awful sound of drunk men's laughter. Well, more like coughing and wheezing.
"I'll ask one more time. After that, you'll be on the ground."
・The men barely looked in your husbands direction. Big mistake...
・Leon moved to block your view of what he was about to do.
・Because his word was truth.
・Within a second, the man who insulted you was on the floor, nose broken and bleeding.
・Once he's sorted it out, Leon turns to you and holds out his arm for you to take.
"Are you alright my love?" His concern falls on you and doesn't leave until you're feeling better.
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“i’ve been alone all my life” + angst
day one of @merwainefest
warnings: drunk gwaine (not that it’s abnormal lol)
372 words
ao3 link | masterpost (soon to come)
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Merlin pushes the tavern door open with his free shoulder, and drags Gwaine out behind him. Gwaine slurs incoherently and his feet trail along the ground. The chatter from the tavern dulls when the door closes again and the pair walks back up to the castle.
“Wait, wait,” Gwaine says, suddenly finding his footing and stopping Merlin. He exhales heavily and pulls away from Merlin slightly. “I’m sorry.”
“Yeah,” Merlin says, pursing his lips. He nods and takes a step, his hand out for Gwaine to grab.
Pulling heavily on Merlin, Gwaine trails behind him slightly. Merlin frequently looks back at him, face twisted into something Gwaine can’t place in his current state.
“Merlin?” he almost whines, “I’m-I’m really sorry.”
This time, Merlin stops. He wraps an arm around Gwaine and lets him bury his head into his shoulder. “I know.” He takes another step toward the castle, Gwaine moving in sync with him. “It’s okay.”
Gwaine shakes his head and looks up, “It’s not. You-you’re always here for me. Even when I don’t want you to be. And I’m not used to it.”
Merlin keeps leading them to the castle, eyes locked ahead of him.
“I’ve been alone all my life,” Gwaine says, “And then you come along, getting in that barfight. And suddenly-I don’t wanna be alone anymore.”
Merlin keeps looking ahead, a hand tight around Gwaine’s wrist to keep him upright. Neither of them talk the rest of the way back to the castle.
Merlin pushes open Gwaine’s door and helps him to the bed, “Are you…gonna be alright? Not feeling like you’ll throw up?”
Gwaine nods determinedly and pulls Merlin down onto the bed with him. “No harm in keeping an eye on me though, right?”
Merlin chuckles and stands up, “We both know there’s a lot of harm in doing that.” he smooths out the folds in his clothes and sighs, “I’ll see you in the morning. Stop by Gaius before training to get something for the hangover.”
Gwaine nods and slumps down under his blanket, “Wish you here.”
He pats the space next to him and they both stare at it for a second before Merlin shakes his head and walks out of the room.
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