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#merlin fluff

Characters: Y/n, Gwaine

Pairing: Gwaine x Y/n (NEUTRAL READER)

Warnings: Lightest angst, fluff…

Word count: 350

Summary: Sneaking into a castle at night. What could go wrong?

A/N: Ok, so…requested fic from @uther-pendragon-is-an-ass​-Gwaine x reader “How is this possible?“ "Wibbly, wobbly, timely, whimy stuff”…umm, so this is what I came up with…Hope u like it!! Gif made by me…


“Who goes there!”

Your heart dropped as the knight rounded the corner, quickly turning and hiding your face with your hood.

Your mind told you to stay put, but your legs moved of their own will-carrying you through the torch-lit castle as your panic grew.

The knight made chase, his steps far louder and closer than you were expecting-a hand reaching out and gripping your cloak within seconds, your escape quickly foiled.

The tip of his sword dug into your back, your breath caught in your throat as you realised he had no reason to let you live.

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Characters: Y/n, Merlin, Arthur

Pairing: Merlin x Y/n (MALE READER)

Warnings: Fluff, flirting, gay gayness…

Word count: 500

Summary: A little nudge from the Prince is all you need.

A/N: Ok, so…requested fic from anon-merlin with a male reader “will you stop flirting already?”…for once, I actually kept the reader male…and I think it’s cute…Hope u like it!! Gif made by me…


“You took your time”, you groaned, pushing out the stool for Merlin as he stumbled into the tavern.

You grimaced at the dirt that was smeared on his face, his clothes dusty and tattered in all places.

“Sorry”, Merlin chuckled, sitting down and taking the mead. “You know what Arthur’s like”.

You shook your head, reaching over the table and rubbing some of the dirt off his cheek.

“Not really. Prince’s manservant. Farm-boy. Very different”, you pointed out, biting back a smile when you felt Merlin’s cheek heat at your touch.

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Day Twelve of B’s Twelve Days of Christmas! 

 For day twelve, reply with your favorite fic I’ve written (because it’s Christmas and my ego needs a boost)! 

 Summary: It’s the feast of the winter solstice, and Merlin takes you to see the crystal cave.

 Warnings: none A/N: Merry Christmas! If you don’t celebrate Christmas, have a wonderful, wonderful December day! Everyone stay safe and make good choices. 

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Day Five of B’s Twelve Days of Christmas!

For day five, reply with your favorite part of The Nutcracker Ballet. Is it the Dance of the Sugar Plum Fairy? That’s my favorite.

Requested by Anon

Warnings: None.

Summary: The reader is cursed by an evil inventor to appear like a mechanical doll during the day. When the sun goes down, however, you’re allowed to be yourself. Merlin discovers you and vows to break the curse.

A/N: It’s just like The Nutcracker! This is a super great request and I had so much fun writing it. Oh, and some of the pronouns got a little wonky while writing a few scenes, so please ignore that. It’s semi-intentional. Merlin’s point of view uses she/her/hers and when he realizes you became human it switches to second person.

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Day One of B’s Twelve Days of Christmas!

For day one, reply to this post with what your favorite part of this holiday season is! If you don’t celebrate Christmas, then reply with your favorite flavor of cake!

Requested by Anon

Warnings: none.

Imagine being betrothed to Arthur to secure an alliance, but falling in love with Merlin instead.

A/N: I really don’t have anything to say about this one. It’s cute and angsty! What else could you want?

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Character: Merlin

Fandom: Merlin

Categories: Reader Insert, Female!Reader

Title: I Have A Secret Too

Summary: Y/N loves to be around her friend Merlin, he’s such a lovely boy. However, when she discovers his secret, she feels like confessing hers.

A wide smile grew on my face as I saw him walking into the kitchen. Always in a good mood, he was showing a bright and infectious smile.

“Lovely morning, isn’t it, Y/N?” Merlin greeted me.

“It is indeed, Merlin”

“Is Arthur’s breakfast ready?” He asked me as he looked over his shoulder to Audrey, the main cook.

“Yes, I made it myself” I used my apron to clean my hands and handed him the plate filled with food.

“Thank you, my lady” Merlin cheerfuly said, grabbing the plate and flashing me another smile as he started to walk away.

I saw him quietly picking up a few dumplings in his way out, and I chuckled.

“What was he doing here?” Audrey asked me, her hands on her hips in annoyance.

“He just came to get the prince’s breakfast” I shrugged, but she stared at me in suspicion.

“If I find out you let him get more of my dumplings…”

I shook my head, letting her know I would never do that, and so she left.

I turned around with a mischievous smile.

Of course I let Merlin grab a few. After all, it was seeing him every day what made it all easier.

With every meal the prince had, Merlin came to the kitchen and asked me for the food after I made it. And I gladly held it to him.

He had been working for prince Arthur for a long time. But I arrived in Camelot just a year ago, and he was the nicest of all the servants.

Merlin and I had developed a strong friendship and often met each other away from the castle to get our minds off the work. It could be very tiring at times.

“Get back to work, Y/N!” Audrey ordered me. “We have much to do!”

I huffed and wiped the sweat from my forehead with the back of my hand, ready to get back to it and face the rest of the day.

Once supper was ready, I was free to leave the castle. Immediately, I knew where to go before I walked home.

The forest. Such a peaceful place, and it made me forget about everything. The stress of working in that big castle, for the prince Arthur no less. It was nice to enjoy the beauty of the nature and focus only in that.

I took a deep breath and closed my eyes as I lied in the grass, feeling all worries disappear.

My thoughts wandered to Arthur’s clumsy servant Merlin. I stirred in excitement as I realized I would see him again the next day. I admired him, his loyalty, kind heart and hard work. And I felt something for him, not that I would ever tell him.

I pictured his lovely face and closed my eyes for a moment. Everytime I thought about his smile it made me want to smile too. And everytime I looked into his eyes, I had the feeling like there was more to him than just what I saw. But I’ve always been a dreamer, so it was probably just my imagination.

I sighed as I opened my eyelids again, and I saw a cloud of smoke in the dark, floating through the sky. Inside the haze, orange and reddish sparkles shone and created different shapes.

Curious, I stood up and sought the source of the smoke.

The smoke grew thicker as I approached, and I found a figure sitting in a rock that emerged from the floor. But there were not any fires to be seen.

I leaned out in the tree that served as a hiding place and carefully studied the figure and observed what he –it looked like a male, but I couldn’t see his face in the darkness of the nigt –was doing.

In the shadows that surrounded his face, I saw his eyes suddenly shining with a bright golden tone and something appeared in his outstretched hand as I heard him whispering something. A little flame.

Astonished, I squealed at that sight.

The man looked up from his creation, from his magic, and his eyes fell upon me.

“Merlin?” I mumbled as I recognized him once his features were visible in the little light that the flame threw upon him.

“Y/N…” Indeed it was Merlin.

When he realized what was happening, his glance changed from his own hand to me. He knew I had seen his magic.

I knew he must have been feeling uneasy, but no words came to my mind to make him feel at ease.

“Y/N, it’s not…” Merlin gawked, the concern visible in his eyes.

I tried to make him feel better by showing him a soft smile.

“You have magic” It didn’t really surprise me that he did, I always knew he was trully special somehow.

“I… No, I just… it’s…” He stuttered, obviously scared.

“No, don’t worry, it’s alright!” I went to join him in the rock. “I won’t tell anyone, I promise”

“Really?” He finally smiled, his blue eyes shining with a twinkle of excitement.


He wrapped me in a rapid and warm embrace to show me his gratitude.

“Thank you, thank you so much”

He sighed heavily, as if someone had taken a great burden off him.

“It must have been really hard to keep that secret” I placed a comforting hand on his arm as he looked at me and nodded.

Knowing Uther’s hate towards the magic, and the fact that he was the king and that Merlin worked as the prince’s personal manservant… It sure was a heavy weight on his shoulders.

“Does anyone else know?”

“Only Gaius, and very little more” Merlin seemed sad, and I hated to see him like that. Magic should be a gift, not a curse.

“Are you going to tell Arthur about it?”

“I can’t!” He exclaimed, horrified just of the idea. “He’s the prince, and magic is forbidden in Camelot”

“I know…” I muttered, rubbing his arm in a friendly way as a proof of support. “But he’s very fond of you, he would protect you”

Merlin stared at me, not believing my words. Did he not see how much Arthur cared for him?

“No, he wouldn’t…” I was sure it saddened him to have to keep that secret from his lord. To have to pretend he was a fool so he wouldn’t know his manservant was what the king would call dangerous.

But Arthur was not like Uther. Although I understood why Merlin didn’t want to take the risk.

“Everybody hides something. Everyone has secrets” I sighed, looking away, and my voice grew lower and lower until it became a whisper. “In fact, I have a secret too”

“What was that?”

“It doesn’t matter…” I stood up and sadly walked away.

I left him sitting there, looking at him one last time. He kept using his magic, feeling safe in that lonely forest at night. A small smile found its way to my lips as I observed him, but I believed it was better if things stayed like always. At least for now.

When dawn came, I resumed my duties in the kitchen like any other day. Audrey scolded me because she discovered I lied to her and was giving Merlin food behind her back. But seeing that happy twinkle in his eyes was worth the scolding.

As a result, Audrey told me to get Arthur’s breakfast to his chambers myself. I rolled my eyes at her, but did as I was told.

I gathered everything and put it in a tray to take it to the prince.

As I exited the kitchen, I saw dozens of servants pacing up and down trying to do their duties as well. It was an important day on Camelot, a big meal was being prepared. A prince coming from other kingdom was to meet Uther and Arthur.

As I took the food to the prince’s chambers, I crashed into another servant, the tray flying from my hands. I lost balance and was unable to stay on my feet.

But suddenly someone’s arm supported me and grabbed the food before it fell to the floor.

“Are you alright?” That was Merlin’s sweet voice.

“How did you…?” I knew he wasn’t fast enough to stop both me and the tray from falling.

As a response he just glanced at me, speaking with his eyes. And I understood when I remembered what I discovered last night. 


But I kept staring at his piercing blue eyes, so I cleared my throat and straightened my apron in embarrassment.

“You know my secret…” He whispered, ignoring the servants that pushed through us in the crowded hallway. “Can I know yours?”

For a moment, I was in awe. If Merlin hadn’t held my arm, one of the many servants would have knocked me to the floor.

“Beg your pardon?” I finally asked him.

“I heard you… You have a secret too…”

I placed the tray in a nearby table and thought about the situation. Should I tell him?

His expression changed to one of such sweetness and kindness. And I could sense in it he would accept it. I wasn’t feeling afraid of rejection. I felt calm, so I showed him my secret.

I slowly got ahold of his hand, the touch of his soft and warm fingers interwined with mine sending a tingling feeling in the mouth of my stomach.

Merlin visibly blushed, and that made me giggle.

No words were needed, we were absorbed by the moment we shared. We didn’t really notice the servants rushing around us no more.

The both of us slowly leaned in as in command, and I closed my eyes as I felt my lips sweetly colliding with his in an extremely tender kiss.

“Merlin…” We heard a faint voice calling him from the distance, making us pull apart.

I stared at Merlin, waiting for his response.

“You should hear him when he’s really angry” Merlin didn’t really seem worried about it, so I thought I shouldn’t be either.

The corner of my lips curved up as I tightened the grip in his hand and as he placed his other hand in my cheek.

We had just touched lips again when the same noise interrupted us again.

“Merlin!!” Arthur’s unmistakable voice echoed through the corridors of the castle. Very angrily.

“Like… now” The young man grinned and glared at me for a moment. I smiled too, finding the situation very comical.

Merlin caressed my cheek with his long fingers before he picked up the tray and ran towards Arthur. I didn’t have to ask to know I’d meet him later.

As I stood there, I was surprised to realize that I wasn’t worried. I knew his secret, I knew his true self. And I accepted it. So did he. Now he knew my secret. And not only had he accepted it. Merlin reciprocated. 

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Ok I know I’ve posted about this before but this is in more detail and was written at 3am which automatically makes it better and way more chaotic ……. Enjoy!

-camelot is attacked by a monster ( I imagine a kikimore ) of some sort, merlin goes to Gaius for help and he suggests finding geralt/ a Witcher

-either he knows of geralt because of lore and the reputation given to him by jas’ songs OR they are old friends and geralt helped him in the past

-either way they will inevitably become friends at some point because they have the same exasperated and tired energy

-they spend hours just sitting and complaining about everything like old men do

-anyways moving on

-so merlin goes on the usual quest to find geralt, has a run in with a monster and starts to be saved by geralt

-exept merlin uses his magic to defend himself before geralt gets the chance which earns geralt’s respect ( geralt is hella impressed )

-jaskier is his usual dramatic self and starts showering merlin with praise and questions ( including requests to write songs about him of course)

-merlin is obviously very humble and embarrassed but deep down he’s happy that his magic is being recognised in a positive way for once

-jaskier is a druid? But one with very little natural magic, and he uses the little he has/ has learnt in his music somehow

-which means jaskier probably calls him emrys ( probably geralt too) at first

-however understanding how nicknames can make you feel separated from everyone else they soon start calling him Merlin like everyone else before long


-Merlin explains the situation in Camelot and at first he refuses to help because of arthurs attitude towards magic but with the help of jaskiers constant pestering and guilt trips he agrees to try and help

-when they get back he has to hide from Arthur at first but once Gaius and merlin have explained how geralt is their only chance at defeating the monster he gives in

-however Arthur is still rude as hell to geralt ( because he is a witcher and therefore has magic)

-ok here’s my favourite part: jaskier hears Arthur giving geralt a hard time and absolutely snaps

-and by this I mean he just throws every bit of sass and rage at Arthur

-we all know our boi is feral

-arthur just stands there dumbfounded and not another word is said about it that day

-btw merlin loves watching Arthur being called out, he may be in love with the man but it doesn’t mean he doesn’t know when he’s being an idiot as tbh he’s been wanting to shout at Arthur like that since he met him

-so merlin just watches from the corner with a evil smirk on his face

-that moment on merlin and jaskier are good friends for that exact reason

-later after Arthur watches geralt save all of Camelot from the monster he realises his mistake and apologizes to geralt

-a knighthood is offered to geralt and jaskier is offered a position in the royal household ( as a …. bard???)

-cant decide if they would accept straight away or carry on travelling for a couple more years and then come back

-either way skip forward to when they are living happily in Camelot

-roach gets his own place in the stables (………………..and Greg)

-gwen becomes good friends with jaskier and they like to go and pick flowers in the forest together

-jaskier also is friends with the Knights but in the way that guys girlfriends are friends with their boyfriends friends ( I don’t know either just pretend you understand )

-gwaine and jaskier enjoy annoying geralt together

-geralt and Percival bond over their big muscles ᕙ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)ᕗ

-yennefer comes to visit and…. Hear me out ok - both yen/Gwen and yen/Morgana seem like they would be great ships just sayin

-but even if they weren’t together they would make a great power trio anyways ( Gwen, Morgana and yennefer )

-pretend Morgana didn’t go evil btw

-after merlin reveals his magic and Arthur and him get together they go on double dates with geraskier in the forest

-also geralt and jas were together this whole time because I just feel like the were

-and Uther was already dead from the start too

-forgot about cirri!


-ok so same child surprise situation except that happens much later than in the canonverse and geralt gets custody of her when she’s much younger

-so cirri grows up in Camelot

-cirri has about 20 parents 😂 you can’t tell me that Gwen, Morgana and yen wouldn’t act like her mum and that she wouldn’t be adopted by every single knight, merlin, Arthur, Gaius, jaskier and of course geralt

-she grows up to be Camelot’s most skilled knight

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my heart’s taken and yours blue

Author: sunflowersethereal

Rating: T

Setting: Canon

Word Count: 10,040


Uther Pendragon is the king of Camelot. Arthur and Morgana are all the family he has left, them being gifts from life to him. All are equal in the eyes of Uther. All.. but those with magic, because the king cannot risk repeating the events that built his family. The princess, a high priestess herself, maintains a distance from her family as she feels betrayed by her own blood.

𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘱𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘤𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘳’𝘴 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘺 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘊𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘰𝘵'𝘴 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭. 𝘏𝘢𝘳𝘥. 𝘐𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘶𝘱 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳.

𝘖𝘳: 𝘛𝘰 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘺 𝘢𝘭𝘭, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵. 𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘥, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵. 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘷𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘩𝘰𝘸. 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴. 𝘞𝘢𝘴 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘰𝘳 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘴𝘢𝘥, 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘤 𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘦?

Thanks to @egothirlstic for sending in this fic!

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just let me adore you (like it’s the only thing i’ll ever do)

by me!!

Summary: “The man ran his thumb over the Draco Malfoy x Harry Potter pin on his messenger bag absently as Merlin, flustered, went on to say, “I completely agree. I have to admit, I am a little surprised… you don’t seem to be the… shipper type.”

After all, the other was dressed like he had just come out of a cabinet meeting with the Queen of England.

The man raised an eyebrow in a way that seemed very condescending yet still was… super handsome. “And what would a shipper type look like?” he mocked with a smirk.

Oh dear, Merlin thought, inwardly grimacing. He didn’t mean to offend this gorgeous man, who looked like a strong prince from a fairytale, with his strong chin and dreamy blue eyes. But it was a little too late now.

“Well, I would expect them to be… less muscular…?” Merlin said desperately.”

Three times Merlin and Arthur connect with each other through shipping Drarry, and one where they learn to not need to.

I’m pretty proud of this idea, so let me know what you think of it!! It’s been sitting in my WIPs folder for a hot minute now, so I’m finally glad to get it posted.

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Merlin Hard Mode:

merlin except in episode one after merlin saves arthur he goes down to the caves to complain to kilgarrah and kilgarrah tells him that arthur is not only the one to unite albion, but the last hope for magic and if he doesn’t legalize it and defend it magic will be hunted and eventually lost forever.

merlin except kilgarrah tells merlin about the witch trials and the world wars and what the future is if merlin fails.

merlin except that very night kilgarrah tells merlin that no matter how many foes he vanquishes or how many allies he makes, arthur will die at camlann in ten years unless he legalizes magic.

merlin except there’s a clock ticking in merlin’s mind and at every midnight he mentally scratches off a day. one day less before the end, one day less before times up.

merlin except we don’t pussyfoot around with the inevitability of fate or the overwhelming terror of destiny.

because if you really want to put pressure on merlin to save albion then let’s put on some fucking pressure.

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My next fic should be up in the next days, at least my first chapter. So while you all wait, I thought I would reshare some of my short works if someone fancy something cute to read :

[Merthur, fluff, Canon era, one shots]

Tulsi and Ysgithyrwyn

Merlin is late again, and as Arthur finds him deep asleep in Gaius’ chambers, he decides to give his manservant a truth elixir to know what could possibly be so great about the tavern - Because that’s obviously where Merlin was to be so tired, isn’t it?

The Promised Future

A sorceress comes to Camelot, hoping to enchant her way to the throne and bring back magic into Camelot. But no matter how hard she tries, Arthur doesn’t seem to fall under her love spells. A heart already taken can not be enchanted it seems.

With a Little Help from my Friends

Arthur knows about Merlin’s magic and wished his manservant would tell him.

But then, he has an idea : what if they bring magic to Merlin to make him feel welcome instead?

And that’s how the knights of the round table end up learning spells, planning a feast where they can put on a show for Merlin.

The Dragon with a Simple Destiny

Merlin and Arthur had been talking about Merlin’s magic for about a week, but the warlock had forgotten to tell him one thing : he was the last Dragonlord. And it seemed the perfect moment for the King to meet Aithusa.

And here’s a smutty one, cause we all need a bit of smut in our life.

[Merwaine, Merthur, Modern AU, smut]

Oscillate Wildly

“ Tell you what. I bet you two hundred quid. I’ll choose your target, the most miserable git that will be here tonight. You got the evening to make him fall for your charms.”

Merlin considers the bet, and fills his glass again. Before he could make a decision, Gwaine’s voice rises again.

“And you are only allowed to perform ! No whispering in his ear, no fingers on thigh, nothing.”

OR It’s Tuesday, Arthur is miserable and goes out to drink, Merlin is a pianist at the Rising sun, and there’s a bet.

Love you all, and see you soon for a new story ❤

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Written for the prompt 44. Tender kiss

He offers Harry a tissue without saying a word, eyes still fixed on the happy couple at the front of the church.

Harry huffs slightly as he takes it, but it’s an amused sound, just like the tears are happy ones. “Thanks,” he breathes the word more than he whispers it, gently nudging Merlin in the side with his elbow before he carefully dabs at the moisture on his cheek.

Merlin rolls his eyes, but instead of letting himself respond in kind, he grasps at Harry free hand, linking their fingers together. He doesn’t look away from Eggsy and Tilde, but he still feels Harry freeze for a second there.

It’s long enough for him to think he’s made a mistake after all, that even after all those years and all their combined near-death experiences, they aren’t ready to act on that thing that has been between them since what feels like the beginning.

But then Harry slides just a bit closer to him on the church pew, his head coming to rest against his shoulder, a contented sigh Merlin has rarely heard before escaping him.

He chances a look down, but Harry is still looking at the nearly married couple standing before the priest so Merlin returns his attention there too.

He loses track of what is happening when Harry starts rubbing a thumb on the inside of his wrist however, only realising his distraction when Eggsy and Tilde kiss for the first time as husband and wife.

People around them start to move again, a happy murmurs running through the church and Harry sits up straight again. And while Harry doesn’t let go of his hand, Merlin already misses the weight of his head against him.

It might not seem like much to most people, but Harry has been a spy for more than half his life now. That had been him being vulnerable and entrusting himself to Merlin.

He feels Harry readying to get up to follow the flow of guests after the newlyweds, but before he can raise to his feet, Merlin cups his cheek with his free hand, leaning close until their lips meet for the first time.

It’s a tender kiss, not much more than a simple brush of lips against lips, but anything else would be out of place in that little pocket-moment of complete happiness.

Harry sighs happily again when they separate and Merlin would kiss him again except that he knows he won’t be able to stop.

And so instead they stand up from the pew and follow the married couple outside with the rest of the guests, their hands still clasped together.

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Merlin x Reader


Originally posted by smilesandexits

Fandom: BBC Merlin

Word Count: 692

Tagged: @gothamsbruce

A/N: First request, hope you enjoy. List of fandoms and rules will come soon.


You were riding Gwanwyn, your horse, alongside Merlin on your way to meet his mother and it was a huge understatement. Merlin had tried to ensure that everything would be fine but you know that Merlin loves her dearly and Arthur and Gwen hold her with high regard. If Arthur respects her as much as he does there’s definitely a reason to be nervous. But you and Merlin had been together for about a year now and Merlin desperately wanted you to meet his mum. So of course you agreed being eager at the time.

You saw Ealdor over the horizon and urged Gwanwyn to go faster, keeping up with Merlin. It didn’t take long until you were trying up your mare who nuzzled your hand affectionately since she sensed your nervousness. You gently pat her nose as Merlin took your hand smiling. “Come on, I know she’ll love you.” He said softly. 

Leading the two of you into his childhood home. He pecked you on the cheek, causing you to blush and stuck a strand of hair behind your ear, before knocking on the door. 

It opened revealing Hunith “Merlin!” She beamed, pulling him into a tight hug.

“And you must be (Y/n)!” She let go of Merlin and pulled you into an equally as tight hug.

She ushered both of you in. “It’s lovely to finally meet you Hunith.” You say shyly.

“Aww she’s even more beautiful than you said she’ll be!” She gushed.


Merlin hides his face in his hands and you laugh. “Thank you Hunith, but I must say that Merlin was spot on about your beauty.” You wink.

“(Y/n)!” Merlin let his head fall on the table with a thud.

“Merl don’t be like that!” You giggle stroking his hair.

He pouted playfully, slapping your hand away looking at you lovingly before grabbing your hand and kissing it. Your stomach feels like it’s constricting even after a year you still feel as you did when you first started courting. It truly is the best feeling in the world according to your mind, it couldn’t possibly be any better. “You two are so perfect for each other.” Hunith exclaimed.

Merlin blushed at the comment while you rub the back of your neck becoming bashful at the compliment. “You remind me of Balinor and I, when we were young.” She carried on.

“So young and very passionate.”

“Please stop.” Merlin begged, turning a light shade of red.

“Oh Merlin is all natural, especially for young lovers like yourselves.”

You were turning as red as a poppy at this point. But on the bright side Hunith liked you enough to be teasing you and Merlin in a playful manner. 

Later that night Merlin went out to grab some firewood to heat up the hut for the night leaving you and Hunith alone preparing food for the three of you. The smell of flesh hit your nose and caused your stomach to growl, sending you into a fit of giggles. Hunith smiled at you as you were setting up the table. “He’s lucky to have you.”

“What do you mean?” You question.

“He was always lonely as a child and I’m glad he now has you.” She 

“Oh he has a lot of people, I’m sure that all of Camelot adores him. I’m lucky that he chose me over so many women.”

“Trust me he has only eyes for you.”

“Shall I take that as your blessing.” You ask cheekily.

She nodded and laughed.

At that Merlin came back and shivered moving to prepare the fire. “Forbearnan.” He whispered and the fire was lit.

You smile softly at him, knowing he loved being able to use his magic freely like this. “One day you’d be able to show off in front of everyone.”

He beamed at you. “One day.” He repeated.

Eventually everyone ate the stew whilst talking idly before heading off to rest for the night. “Thanks for coming, (Y/n).” Merlin whispered.

“I wouldn’t have missed it for the world.”

“I love you.” Merlin mumbled pulling you closer.

“I love you too.” You say drifting off into a comfortable sleep.

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