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ethaniscool69 · 7 months
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"you love him." gwen said, knowingly.
arthur looked away, and scoffed, then looked back with a serious face.
"i love him."
"then, why don't you tell him? are you worried he does not reciprocate?" she asked him.
"that does not hold me back from confessing. what holds me back is that, as of this moment, i cannot give him what he deserves. if he does reciprocate, i do not want him to be my secret, i do not want him to be my person on the side, a person i see whenever i please, i do not want him to hurt, i do not want him to be miserable and desperate. i want him to have a good life and be happy, even if it's not with me. i want to give him the world because he is deserving of it and as long as my father is in charge, i cannot give him that. so, for now, i will stay as i am, watching from afar, watching him find joy, happiness and love. i will stay as i am until i find a way to give him all that, even if he does not reciprocate. because i love him. i do."
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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
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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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okay-j-hannah · 1 year
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They Meet You And Your Powers
Preference
Characters: Merlin, Ron Weasley, Harry Potter, Theseus Scamander
Warnings:
Request: “My magic boys! Please, Merlin, Ron, Harry and Theseus reacting to meeting a girl with "Wanda's powers" and falling in love with her!” Anon
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Merlin
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She held the glass bottle full of the healing brew. It had taken days to collect all the herbs and stew the petals to create the antidote. It was going to be the saving grace for the infectious disease plaguing the town.
Merlin was sitting on the staircase to his bedroom, watching (Y/N) as she bustled about preparing the precious brew.
“Do you think it’s going to work?” he asked.
“It better,” she replied, “Gaius is no fool.”
“Which is why he asked you to make the brew instead of me.”
(Y/N) laughed aloud and knocked into a table, the bottle of medicine flying from her hands. As it fell in slow motion, she considered for a second whether to use her magic to save the bottle. But that would reveal herself to Merlin and risk her chances of all of Camelot knowing.
But in that instant a pillow came levitating off Gaius’ cot and cushioned the fall of the bottle.
(Y/N) looked up, astonished to see Merlin with an outstretched hand and golden eyes.
“Merlin, you have magic!”
“Yes,” he said quickly, “I can explain.”
She had her hands over her mouth, “I don’t believe it.”
“It was something I was born with,” he said, a clear panic in his voice, “Nothing evil about it.”
She laughed, “I’m not going to turn you in, Merlin.”
He stared at her, his look of fear turning into one of confusion. “I never picked you to be a supporter of magic, (Y/N).”
“You can’t help what you’re born with,” she shrugged, feeling her own power grow in her fingertips. “You’re not the only one.”
Merlin paused, “What do you mean?”
(Y/N) smiled, her eyes beginning to glow scarlet as ribbons of red mist flew from her fingers. It wrapped around the glass bottle and floated it to her hands.
It was incredible the shift of emotion on Merlin’s face. “(Y/N)!” he cried, “You have magic!?”
“I guess Gaius prefers apprentices with powers.”
They shared a laugh, Merlin shaking his head in wonder. His voice became soft and fond as he said, “You’re incredible, (Y/N).”
Ron
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She walked down the halls of Hogwarts with hunched shoulders, trying to keep herself as small as possible. Being an extraordinary student came with an upheaval of consequences.
Students saw her magical abilities as an unfair advantage and full of the potential to be evil. Professors revered her and often requested demonstrations of her talents.
Regardless, (Y/N) sought the solitude of her common room more often than not. There were few that regarded her as a friend and not as a magical abnormality, meaning she avoided social interactions as much as possible.
Another instance was now as a group of Ravenclaws passed her in the hall.
“Oh, look out,” they said, “Here comes the freak.”
She ignored their snickers, escaping down the next corridor, only to be stopped by a flying menace.
“Ah, the wee red witch is upset,” came the grading voice of Peeves the poltergeist. “People should run for their lives!”
“Shut it, Peeves,” a new voice appeared, “Go destroy the trophy room and leave her alone.”
(Y/N) turned around to see Ron Weasley defending her. He was one of those fair few that treated her more kindly than the others.
Peeves blew some raspberries in their direction, floating off to cause more mayhem.
“You alright?” he asked, approaching her.
She sighed, “I’m fine.”
“I bet you could’ve sent him off with that magic of yours,” he said, smiling.
“You think,” she said, a surge of power descending her arms and to her hands. It was involuntary how red mist began to spark between her fingers. “You’re not intimated by it?”
Ron looked at her in awe, “That’s the appeal.” He watched as the red tendrils of magic grew and danced in the air, “I think your magic is amazing.”
She grinned at him, that was until the sound of blowing raspberries returned above them.
“The red witch is at it again!” yelled Peeves, “Harming students, she is!”
(Y/N) grumbled, flicking her wrist and sending ribbons of magic towards the poltergeist. His hands and mouth were immediately bound in red. Another crack of her fingers and the ghost was sent flying through the wall.
Ron laughed aloud, “That was incredible,” he stared at her with clear astonishment. So much so that (Y/N) started to believe she really was something special.
“Thanks,” she said quietly, sending a few threads of magic to play with his robes and hair.
He continued to laugh, “I love you!”
He said it so causally and she knew it was because of the way she took down Peeves, but despite that…
… his words made her blush.
Harry
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The library was overly quiet that evening, books lazily floating to their respective shelves. The lamps were beginning to dim, and (Y/N) was peering over into the next cubicle, packing her schoolbag.
Harry Potter was slumped over the table surface, head bent at an uncomfortable angle. He was fast asleep, his glasses digging into his nose.
He was twitching in his sleep, his face beginning to contort as if he were in pain.
He was dreaming, she thought, perhaps having a nightmare. She slung her schoolbag across her shoulder, finding herself drawn to him.
Making sure no one was watching, (Y/N) let tendrils of her magic empower her arms. Her eyes began to glow, and ribbons of red came from her fingers, searching for the open mind of her classmate.
He was starting to mumble, sweat dotting his temples as the red magic went for his dream.
She tried not to watch, keeping his thoughts private as she envisioned a peaceful scene for him to wake up to:
Sun on the Black Lake. A warm breeze across the cheek. Back resting against a mighty tree. Green grass tickling toes. Laughter filling ears. Friends gathered for a summer day outside, free from homework and exams.
(Y/N) knew of his friends and made sure they were there to calmly pull him from the previous nightmare.
His face was now serene as he awoke. He sat up, hands going for the crick in his neck. He caught the last remnants of the red glow in her eyes.
“Hello,” she said awkwardly, “You were mumbling in your sleep.”
Harry shook his head, as if to expel the fleeting tendrils of her magic. “Was that you?”
(Y/N) looked down sheepishly, “I know nightmares aren’t fun.”
He knew of (Y/N) and her extraordinary magic but normally she kept to herself. “How did you do that?”
“Change your dream?” she asked, wringing her hands around her schoolbag strap. “I can change realities and give visions to others. I just put a different picture in your head to cover up the nightmare.”
Harry seemed torn as he considered her, his fingers fidgeting with his own bag. It was long enough that (Y/N) started to back away, embarrassed by what she did.
“I’ll see you around, Harry.”
“Thank you,” he choked out. She turned around as he continued, “That was the first time, in a long time, where I woke up from a good dream.”
She smiled, “You’re welcome – anytime.”
“I might take you up on that,” he said more warmly.
Theseus
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“What are you doing here?” she asked, resting against the countertop in the lounge room.
Theseus Scamander, head auror for the offices, was looking at her with an interrogative stare. “I’ve heard a few things floating around.”
“Such as?” she asked, stirring her coffee.
He smirked, “That you have some pretty extraordinary abilities. Things that the wizarding world has never seen before.” He tugged on his vest, “I’m impressed that MACUSA was able to recruit you.”
“Why?” she asked, “Surprised that I’m not one of those villains you need to take down.”
“I’ve had my suspicions,” he said all smug. “Can you show me?”
She scoffed, “I’m not a dancing monkey.”
His smile had a bit of mischief and (Y/N) had the impression that he might’ve been flirting.
“Then I’ll duel you for it.”
She raised her brows, “You don’t want to take me on.”
“I like a challenge.”
“I can tell,” she said, enjoying the banter more than she should. “I could obliterate you.”
He nodded, “You’re not instilling confidence in how you’re not a villain.”
She felt a flicker of power surge to her fingers. The heat was building behind her eyes. This auror was really trying to rouse something out of her and she was embarrassed to say that it was working.
“Oh no,” Theseus said, spotting the light dusting of red appearing between her fingers. “Losing some control there, are you?”
“Are you always this infuriating?” she said lowly.
He kept smiling, “I’m a perfectly pleasant person.” His eyes widened as her power grew, “What are you able to do?”
She sighed deep in her chest, raising her hand and bending her fingers. Rivers of red floated around her palm, matching the color of her eyes.
“Telekinesis and manipulation.” Her coffee mug began to stir itself, red mist levitating the mug between them, “I can invade your mind,” she said darkly, “I could make you see things – believe things.”
Theseus swallowed hard, trying to watch her demonstration of power without much of a reaction. “Fascinating.”
Her blood was boiling, “Had enough? Could you leave me alone now?”
The smirk returned to his face, “If you’re interested in auror work…” he tossed a business card towards her and watched as her magic caught it in midair. “… give me a call.”
He winked at her, and (Y/N) knew it was just the beginning of their relationship. The flirtatious, overconfident wizard was going to be the death of her. But she might as well have some fun with it.
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p-taryn-dactyl · 2 years
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is the merlin fandom still alive??
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What Merlin would be like in bed...
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Merlin gives off quite a dorky, silly, somewhat doesn't know what's going on vibe however in the bedroom, he's a completely different person.
As soon as the bedroom door shuts, he transforms into a different person.
He's confident, cocky and he loves to tease.
He absolutely uses his magic to trail what feels like electricity over your skin as his mouth works you close to the edge.
Merlin loves the way you moan and mewl for him. He loves how loud he can make you get, loves to pull screams from you. He adores the noises you make. He loves knowing that he's the one who makes you feel that good; makes him rock hard.
Although confident in his sex skills, he's always willing and eager to learn. He loves for you to teach him, to be submissive to him and for you to tell him exactly what to do. He hates taking orders from anyone but he'll happily take orders from you.
He loves to kiss. Merlin loves just kissing you, it's so simple and yet a deep kiss will have him hard and ready for you.
He loves going down on you, loves the taste of you and he loves using his magic to overstimulate you; he loves when you're a moaning, mewling mess beneath him.
He can be very sweet in bed, very slow and passionate but most of the time, Merlin likes a little bit of trouble. He likes to tease you, likes you needy. He loves to show off with his magic, making you orgasm with it before he even uses his mouth.
He usually ends up late to meet Arthur because he's too busy in bed with you.
Arthur teases him about you, Arthur tries to give him sex lessons because he thinks the poor boy is helpless. Merlin thanks him for the advice and hides a laugh behind his hand. He doesn't need any advice, he knows how to please you and he knows how to do it well.
He even goes so far sometimes to pleasure you in public... Using his magic from across the room to give you a little zap of electricity across your skin to make you shiver and stammer in your seat. He hides his satisfied smile with a cough as your cheeks turn red and you glare at him across the table.
Merlin enjoys that people don't think he's much because all he cares about is you and your opinion, he likes being able to surprise you; always pleasuring you and teasing you. He likes that only you get to see that side of him.
Aftercare with Merlin includes curling up beside him, flushed and sweaty, all smiles and giggles as he presses a kiss to your shoulder, your knuckles, your nose, your cheeks and then finally your lips before you mumble a soft 'I love you' to the other. He loves falling asleep like that with you, tangled and happy.
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loverofwhump216 · 21 days
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Magic Reigns Free
Come and enjoy the AU series where Arthur discovers Merlin's magic after latter is critically injured and left disabled. Follow along as they work together to ensure the safety of Camelot and its people while they navigate the world of magic together.
Stories:
Price To Be Free
A Kingdom's Sorrow
Threats Within A Hollow Kingdom
A Stranger's Prophecy
Series is incomplete so follow along for the remaining stories
If you read, interact with with either reviews or kudos
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loveisfriendship · 20 days
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Obliviously obvious
Request by @danzalladaggers: Heyyyyy! Could u do a Merlin x reader you fall asleep on his shoulder when out with the nights and like they tease merlin so much and he gets all blushy and it's adorable. And yeah thankssss btw I rlly rlly love ur work!
Author’s Note: Hey you 😊 Always love Merlin requests. Hope you are not disappointed.
And I’m very sorry that it took me so long. I know this ask has been from ages ago. Literally. Hope you enjoy it nonetheless. It was great as a small coming back to writing.
Enjoy.
Love,
Lis
It’s been a very long day. After Morgana took over the Castle you all had to flee. You were exhausted, as you had to carry a lot. But Merlin helped you along the way. As the night started to set in, everyone set up camp. You could finally relax and rubbed your feet as you set on a log in front of the campfire. Slowly the knights and the prince, well now future king, as well as Merlin sat around you. With Merlin right next to you.
At first the atmosphere was numb and silent. Everyone didn‘t dare speak after what happened. But eventually Gwain lighted the mood by having a quarrel with Percival. The mood lightened and everyone started talking. You and Merlin laughing and joking with the others. You were a bit worried about Arthur, but after all he was more betrayed than anybody else.
Eventually you got tired and before you even realized it, you fell asleep on Merlins shoulder. He didn’t mind and smiled to himself, while moving his hand to your back, causing you the snuggle a bit better into his shoulder. That didn’t go unnoticed by the other knights who promptly nudged each other to point at you two.
“Well, well.. who would have thought that.” Sir Elyan said, making the others chuckle.
“Our little Merlin has a girl.” Gwaine said, followed by a whistled. Causing Merlin to sush him, to not wake you up. Luckily you were so exhausted, you slept like a stone.
By now though the Knights were having fun, teasing Merlin, singing childish songs about you both, causing Merlin to blush and looking at the ground or up in the sky.
“Could you all just shut up. We don’t want to wake her.” Merlin said, glaring at them all.
Gwaine lifted his hands in surrender, chuckling. “Well of course not. Wouldn’t want to wake you sleeping beauty.” He said causing everyone else to laugh again.
“That’s enough.” Came from Arthur, making everyone shut up immediately. That were the first words he had said since they left Camelot. Everyone stared at him, shocked, waiting for new orders.
“Everyone knows, for sleeping beauty to wake, she needs a kiss.” He said, looking pointedly at Merlin and forming a smirk. All the other knights, looked at him and than at each other, before bursting out in laughter ones again. All Merlin did was groan and look at Arthur saying “Seriously?”.
Arthur just shrugged and kept on laughing with the others, teasing Merlin.
Meanwhile, you didn’t notice anything. Just smiling in your sleep, dreaming of Merlin.
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writingmysanity · 2 years
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Cold Tears
Pairing: merlin and Arthur x herbalist reader platonic!
word count: 271
Prompt: "Please, don't cry, I'm so sorry"
Tugging up your hood, you suppress a shudder as you step outside. Blinking quickly, you advert your eyes as the suns rays on the new fluffy blanket of ice temporarily blinds you. Groaning, you pull your cloak closer as you tried out carefully.
Of course, gaius would need fresh herbs NOW.
The town square is flooded with people, laughter filling the air as soft balled projectiles go flying. Laughing, you duck through, muttering several excuses me's.
Theres a sudden commotion before a strangled call.
"Incoming!" Comes a familiar voice right before something cold slaps you across the face. Losing your balance, you stumble into a pile of snow, yelping in surprise. Immediately, you hear two sets of foot steps facing towards you, bickering. You know those voices.
Bowing your head, you rub your cheek as the melting snow trickles down, which arthur promptly took as tears. Cursing to himself, he falls to his knees in front of you, gently taking your chin in his hand to check on you.
"Damn. Please, dont cry! I'm so sorry!" Hiding your smile, you ball your fingers around the icy substance beside you, letting him tug you closer before you shove a handful of snow down the front of his shirt. He curses again.
Leaping to your feet, you laugh as you turn to run.
"Sorry, m'lord!" You call, taking off towards the woods. Behind you, Merlin is howling with laughter as Arthur leaps to his feet to shake it all out.
"Oi! You're going to pay for that!" Pausing, you grin back at him, throwing him a wink.
"Only if you can catch me."
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chip-in-a-bag · 8 months
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The human brain is so weird. This is the third night in a row that my brain has started writing it's own merthur fanfiction. Like it's a full on scenes from fanfiction I have never read before. Like tonight, it was cannon era, established relationship, implied mpreg. They had two kids and the oldest one was going through an angsty arc and merlin thinks it's because Arthur has been too busy as king to spend time with the kids. And when Merlin was going to confront him about it and it was leading into a smutty scene I woke up.
The night before that was about I don't really remember but I know there was a magic reveal at some point and you know that classic "I'm not angry because your a sorcerer, I'm angry you didn't trust me" trope. Then like knights were helping merthur get together because Arthur is missing Merlin. Some more dramatic stuff happened, but I can't remember.
And the first night my brain made fanfiction, I woke up and told my sibling my dream and they were impressed and asked, how long until my brain makes fanfiction on its own.
Well it was a modern au, CEO!Arthur and coffee barista! Merlin and merlin thinks that the guy in the suit is kinda hot but he's a bit of a prat and Arthur is trying to get Morgana to help him ask out the cute barista. Because everytime he tries to ask him out he ends up with a coffee/drink/food he doesn't want, and somehow ends up calling his crush an idiot.
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missvifdor · 2 years
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Ok, it's obvious that from my recent observations of myself, I've discovered that I have very specific tastes in partners: People with a complicated/painful past, mostly with Daddy's issues, very intelligent and most importantly, a sarcastic humor.  (5+ bonus point if they have dark hair and/or light colored eyes and are older than 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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fanfic-love-show · 28 days
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Merlin Masterlist
**None of these works belong to me or this blog. All credit goes to the authors of each work.** These are only recommendations of my favorite stories, and I think they deserve notice.
If there are any problems or any of the authors do not wish to be included, please message me and I will happily remove it or do my best to fix any problem.
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Us Time (Author: clean-bands-dirty-stories)
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okay-j-hannah · 1 year
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Top 10: 2022
Here includes the top ten posts from the year 2022 ✨
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1. You Give Them Neck Kisses - Preference
2. Sea Salt: On a mission to get you back, more might happen between you two than expected
3. Excuses: Kili is always finding reasons to be around you - perhaps one day he’ll do something about it
4. Softspoken: You have a talent for getting the softspoken heir flustered in seconds
5. They Love You’re Curvy - Preference
6. They Love Your Curves - Preference
7. Wizzy-Humany Things: When Stephen detects alien technology in the Sanctorum, the last thing he expects is a blue police box
8. All Of Time And Space: The finale to the Dying Girl series
9. Always Been You: Waiting around for something to happen between you two has caused some misconstructions about your feelings
10. Part 6: The Lost Shoes: You and the Doctor spend an evening attending two weddings!
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p-taryn-dactyl · 1 year
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omg i just found your blog and absolutely love everything you write!! i also see you wanna write for merlin 🫢 i’m absolutely in love with the show and everyone in it but gwaine is *chef's kiss* so, if you’re not very busy, could you maybe write some romantic gwaine x reader? mayber reader is arthur's sister and is trapped in camelot after morgana takes over at the end of season 3 and gwaine saves her from the immortal knights? like a little bit of fighting angst but then all is well? thank you so much 💙
Savior a/n: hi! Aw, thank you so much, i really appreciate it <3 also 🎉🎉 first merlin request!! I have to admit, Gwaine…not too shabby for a man lol - i love him. Thank you so much for this request!! (Also, it’s been a bit since ive seen season 3 so if anything seems off, that may be the reason?) i hope i did alright!!
word count: 741
warning(s): none really - bit of fighting
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You shrunk against the wall, clutching your candelabra close to your chest. You heard the knights outside the castle walls, destroying the city you held so dear to your heart. They attacked in the night, you knew this, yet you had allowed yourself a calm comfort, sleeping in the confines of your chambers. You heard loud footsteps outside of your room, pausing in front of the door. You stepped closer to the wardrobe you were hiding behind, your bare feet stinging against the cold stone floor. Your night shift did nothing to protect you from the chills of fear tingling up your spine. Your knuckles went white against the candelabra as you heard the doors to your chambers be burst open, Morgana’s voice echoing throughout the halls.
“Bring the princess to me.”
Your heart began to race even more at your half-sisters words. Swallowing you tried to make yourself invisible, your eyes closed. Movement fanned against your cheek and when you tentatively opened your eyes, the cold metal faces of the Immortal Knights stared back at you. Screaming, you tried to push them away, your attempts useless against their ungodly strength. The candelabra fell to the ground with a clatter that rattled inside your mind.
This could be it. Your last moments. You pondered on your life as you were dragged through the corridors, struggling and kicking against your captors. At one point, you thought you heard shuffling behind and above you but you filed it away as your minds last attempt to give you hope. Just before you were about to turn the corner that would lead you straight to your sister, a flash of fury barreled into the two knights, sending them tumbling into the ground as you stumbled backwards, falling on your back. The air knocked out of you, you struggled to sit up. But when you did, you saw your savior.
Sir Gwaine, one of your brother’s knights.
Your lover.
Hope burst in your chest as you watched them fight yet that flame started to extinguish when, as if in slow motion, the knights gained the upper hand, quickly starting to win. Gwaine struggled yet held his ground, his sword steady in his hand as he kept the Knights away from you. You stood up, looking around for anything that could be of use. In your distraction, you didn’t see Gwaine fall to the ground. Spinning around, you watched as he fought of the Knights while laying on his back. Normally, you would find yourself flustered but now you found fear wrapping its icy hands around your heart.
You saw Gwaine’s sword be knocked out of his hand with a sickening crunch of his fingers.
You saw the Knights simultaneously raise their swords, aiming for your loves heart.
You saw Gwaine turn his head towards you, his eyes radiating warmth, love, apologies, regret.
You saw your hands reach out towards the Knights, you heard the ear splitting scream leave your lips, you saw the Knights fly backwards, hitting the walls before crumbling.
Then you were broken out of your daze by Gwaine’s pained voice. You hurried to his side, cradling his injured hand in your own. He let out a small laugh as you helped him stand, leading the two of you to a secret passage which would lead you safely away from the castle and Camelot.
“I was the one supposed to be saving you.”
You paused in the passageway, cupping Gwaine face in your hands with a soft smile.
“You did, in more ways than one.”
His eyes softened as he brightly smiled at you, bringing you closer to him with his good hand. You indulged in one lingering kiss before the reality of your situation hit, Morgana’s infuriated screech filling the air.
You navigated the tunnel until you heard familiar voices, your brother and best friend arguing in harsh whispers. They stopped when they saw you and Gwaine. Merlin looked at you with a knowing glance, his words echoing in your mind, the surprise on your face not known to your boyfriend or brother.
We need to talk
You nodded, knowing he felt what had happened with the knights, before walking over to where Gwaine had sat down. Once more taking his injured hand in yours, you kissed him on the cheek, listening as he spoke reassurances in your ear.
“We’re going to be fine, my love, everything will work out in the end.”
a/n: so, i uh, kinda went off prompt and added my own plot to this but i hope you enjoyed reading!!
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juniperwoodwell · 1 year
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deimagines · 2 years
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I miss them
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