#I guess that makes Arthur a prince?

[natsu2501malo]

I have my own little version of this if anyone is willing to hear me out.

I feel like Merlin would hide the pain and try to figure out how to undo it himself but also stubbornly stay closer to Arthur then ever before believing this spell to be a plot to get him away from Arthur so they can finally have a chance to kill him without him around as protection.

Meanwhile the bad guys watching from the sidelines are freaking out thinking the spell failed. Merlin by this point has monster levels of pain tolerance and although he feels the pain he has become quite good at hiding his reaction to it with his secret and life on the line it's a skill he's worked hard at developing.

Arthur probably only feels a less severe version of the spell as Merlin subconsciously protected him from the worst of it. Que him asking Gaius why his heart hurts whenever Merlin is around, meanwhile Morgana who had original been worried and followed him into his check up snickers at her poor oblivious brother. Gwen is gonna love it when she tells her later.

Gaius having not been updated on the magic attack on the prince du jour makes a wrong assumption and refuses to answer the prince's delima and instead gets him to consult everyone he's known to have a crush on Merlin in the past and leaves it at that.

He's to old for the drama that will unfold from this, he just hopes Merlin comes out of it okay. (Meanwhile Arthur learns that basically all of Camelot is in love with his servant and hears that they all gave up because it was obvious Merlin either wasn't interested in love or was already devoted to another)

You both get the angstiest episode whenever Merlin's pov is on screen, then when it's Arthur's you get the sweetest purest episodes about realizing his feelings for Merlin and coming to the realization that Merlin is his world.

Maybe this could go on for a couple episode where other things happen and Arthur slowly realizes that he's been treating the love of his life like crap and tries to learn as much about Merlin as he can to make up for it. He slowly realizes how little he knows about hims and eventually he learns all of Merlin's favourite things, his mannerisms, but he also realizes that whenever Arthur is around Merlin tends to perform. Not quite lie but overreact or make himself seem dimwitted on purpose.

Whenever Arthur throws something at Merlin he reacts to pain strongly which had in the past lead him to believe Merlin to be a bit of a wimp. He know better now since the day he saw him burn his whole hand on a pot when he thought he was alone and barely reacts. Later on he asks him about the bandages and Merlin makes a story about his clumsiness leading him to get a small scratch. Arthur knows that Merlin definitely should no be able to do his chores let alone hold anything right now especially while being this calm about it.

This leads Arthur to more closely observe him when Merlin thinks he is alone or how he acts when around others. Thankfully Merlin seams to perform in front of other's too except Lancelot.

Btw this would not be rushed and be a weird fusion of angst, humour, fluff, romance and character development galore that goes on for a long time as other stories happen the curse would still be there.

Eventually would maybe overhear a version of his rant to Gaius about how much stress he's under + the spell.

The main reason Merlin hasn't fixed the curse is because he's been toi afraid to leave Arthur's side so Arthur decides to tell him he knows and that they can go look for answers together!

Except he messes up and confesses instead. He also lets Merlin know he knows about the spell but in the moment he forgets to also reveal that he knows about Merlin's magic.

So now Arthur has a secret of his own and struggles to reveal that he knows as him and Merlin get closer and closer then ever before.

In the end the reveal goes a little like this.

Arthur: "Merlin I have something to tell you. I'm sorry I've kept to myself for so long."

Merlin: Merlin having been so happy lately has totally forgotten about his own secret and assumes that Arthur is finally ready to say the words I Love You.

Merlin: "Arthur you know that whatever it is you have to say that I'll accept it and still be here, I'm not going anywhere 😌💙"

Arthur: "I really should have told you this long ago, I know that me not telling you has hurt you and I am so sorry"

Arthur: "I just want you to know that you are safe with me I will always protect you."

Merlin: 🥰

Arthur: Arthur trying to get this over with rushes his words "Merlin-you-are-a-sorcerer-and-I-still-love-you"

Merlin: "I love you t... Wait WHAT!? 😱"

Merlin: I'm a what now!?

The end.

Anyways if someone want to use this a prompt to make a story I beg you to do it just link this post, mention my name and let me know about it so I can read it too and you will make me the happiest girl on earth.

Imagine this

Arthur and Merlin get cursed by a sorcerer/sorceress to feel pain when they get too close to each other. The opposite of the forced proximity trope.

When they finally figure out how the curse works, they don’t seem that worried about it. Arthur jokes about how Merlin was annoying him recently and Merlin mentions getting some time off for once.

However, it’s so hard for them to stay away from each other. They keep accidentally getting too close to one another. It gets so bad that they have to be dragged to Gauis by some knights that found them passed out in the hallway.

Arthur and Merlin are more bothered by the curse than they would care to admit. They make a silent promise that they won’t leave the other alone for at least a week when it’s done.

as always, send me any fics that are like this

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Merlin and Arthur but someone help me I can't get it out of my head:

A threat, Merlin is going to face it, Investigate, fight, yadyadayada... The only solution is to make a deal that, in exchange for keeping Camelot safe for another day, Merlin must give up all the memories of his most precious person.

Obviously after running out of memories of ☆Arthur☆ He doesn't understand the importance of returning to Camelot, why is he still there if Gaius has taught him almost everything he can, Even kilgharrah isn't there anymore. For some reason, moreover, he feels that he often causes the poor physician more problems that should be... And all this without mentioning that before he wanted to see the world, he wanted to explore, to know and who knows? He might even make a name for himself... At least that's what he dreamed of as a child.

Again, why is he still in Camelot?

THEN HE GOES. JUST LIKE THAT

The next day Arthur can't find Merlin anywhere and we all know how he gets. He searches for him, he stresses, he screams... But it is not until night comes and he speaks with Gaius that the old man breaks his facade and Arthur notices the concern, that something is not right. He presses and presses until Gaius finally admits that he hasn't seen Merlin since the previous evening, that Merlin didn't sleep there and that he didn't even know where Merlin had gone.

It is canon that Arthur would immediately lose the marbles. As prince regent he order a wanted party. Nothing can stop him because *the power of the script*

Weeks go by with no sign of Merlin. Search efforts are dwindling as there are other priorities These priorities include certain strange occurrences in border villages.Some of these strange occurrences include a group of knights who were defeated by an entity they failed to see or recognize when they went to pick up an accused sorcerer. In addition, in the town next to that one, an entire family suspected of magic disappeared.

The council agrees that action must be taken or the people will begin to see those signs of weakness when it comes to responding to the law, with a sick king and having faced a mini conquest (I don't remember the chronological order of certain events, apologies); They must make it clear that Camelot is still the same as always...

Then, by the power of the script, the prince argues until he is the one who is designated to command the patrol of knights who will go to the villages in question (for honor, to make the people see him as a prince who executes his own orders or whatever)

Between surveys in the villages, some talks with peasants, follow clues... GUESS WHO THEY FIND?

Merlin has been wandering here and there, posing as a herb seller (because that must be good for something), Coincidentally, he has not left that specific town where the suspicious events occurred (he is that stupidly confident)...

He seems to vaguely recognize the knights. One of them he met in a tavern, another fighting a griffin, another is the brother of someone he met who-knows-where; and the other... He can't remember where he knows him from. That makes him feel strangely dizzy, there is a pressure in his head and there are pits that he does not want to question himself.In all this, Arthur does not stop shouting a thousand and one things at him. How stupid he is, how careless he is, how much work he has put in the backlog while touring every tavern in Albion...

Then Merlin says the three words that put Arthur's world Heel over head:

«who are You?»

[starkwlkr]

saw that your request are open. I was wondering if you could write charles getting emotional because ruby just graduated high school

slipping through my fingers | charles leclerc

an: it’s been a while since I’ve written for ruby but we’re back baby!! guys idk how high school in monaco works so please don’t make fun of me if I get stuff wrong I’m doing research ok 😭 i went to school in america lol

The day was finally here. It was the day that Ruby had been waiting for her entire life and the day that Charles dreaded. His baby was graduating and he couldn’t accept the fact that she was growing up.

All morning, Charles had been taking pictures and reminding everyone that ‘Ruby was growing up too fast’. Everyone knew it of course, little Ruby Leclerc had grown up way too fast. It feels like it was just yesterday that she was messing around with Charles’ phone.

“Papa, hurry! I don’t want to be late!” Ruby practically shoved Charles out the door. She was dressed in a new dress that Y/n had bought her along with her cap and gown. While most of her friends were wearing heels or flats, Ruby went with her converse. It took lots of convincing for her parents to say yes, but I’m the end Ruby got to wear her red converse. Ruby then started running out the door in fear that she was going to be late for her own graduation.

“Wait! It’s okay. . .” Charles called out, grabbing his car keys from the counter. As he made it to the front door, he saw a picture of his family from his Monaco win. Back when Ruby was still asking him to tie her shoes and Mathéo still slept with his favorite blue blanket. “We have time.” He spoke to himself.

On the way to the ceremony, Ruby was talking about all the universities her friends were going to attend. Most were going to Harvard or Stanford. Ruby still hadn’t revealed where she would continue her studies and it made Charles nervous. Was she finally leaving Monaco?

“What did you want to be, papa?” Mathéo brought Charles back to reality. “Like when you were my age, what did you want to be?”

“Well, I always planned to be a Formula one driver, but if that didn’t work out then maybe an architect.” Charles replied.

“What about you, maman?”

“I always wanted to be a princess.”

The kids laughed, along with Charles. “But everyone calls papa the prince of Monaco so technically you are a princess!” Mathéo clarified.

“I guess you’re right, baby.”

When the Leclerc family made it to the school, Ruby spotted her uncles, aunts and grandmother. She immediately ran up to them and greeted them with kisses on the cheek and a hug.

“Stop growing!” Pascale placed another kiss on Ruby’s cheek.

“That’s what papa kept saying all morning!” Ruby laughed.

After everyone greeted each other, it was time for Ruby to get to her assigned seat. She quickly said a goodbye to each of her family members. Before she could leave to join her friends, Charles pulled her aside.

“I want to give you this. It’s your special day and you deserve something special.” Charles took out a small box from his pocket. He handed it to Ruby and watched as she opened it.

Ruby couldn’t believe it. She took the necklace out of the box and gasped. “It’s the one I wanted!”

“Let me help you put it on.” Charles offered. He took the box and placed it back in his pocket. Ruby turned around and lifted up her hair so Charles could put the necklace on her.

“It’s beautiful. Thank you.” She turned around and gave him a hug. It was a much needed hug for Charles. His little girl was not a little girl anymore and he had to accept it.

“Go before you’re late. We’ll be watching.” Charles said to her before she left. He wiped away a tear and sighed. That’s when Arthur came up from behind him.

“Are you crying?” The younger Leclerc asked.

“I’m allowed to cry!”

“This feels like when you won Monaco.” Arthur chuckled.

“No, this is better than winning Monaco.” Yeah, watching his daughter cross the stage and accept her diploma? Truly better than all his wins combined.

[larluce]

Merlin arrives with a baby in Camelot AU

(co-writing with @roxineedstosleep)

BASED ON THIS PROMPT >> PREVIOUS PART >> NEXT PART

Chapter 3: Valiant (Part 1)

In Gaius's chambers. Merlin, who has barely slept, drags himself out of bed with dark circles under his eyes, hastily putting on his clothes. His day is just beginning, but he's already exhausted.

Gaius: (Almost at the same pace as Merlin, dressing more slowly and then putting more wood on the fire) Did you get any sleep last night?

Merlin: (Yawning) No. (points to the baby in the crib). Someone thought it was a good idea to have colic and roll a bottle across the table.

Baby: (sleeping peacefully) 😴

Merlin walks over to the table to see his list of things to do for the day. His to-do list is quite long, and the castle bells haven't even rung to welcome the day yet.

Gaius: (Looking up from his book) You can barely stand, my boy.

Merlin: (Yawning, as he prepares the bottle of milk) Uh-huh. But the prince can't seem to dress himself, and my roommate is sick. Do you think you could give her-

Gaius: (Sighs and takes the bottle) I'll do my best to look after her today; colic is common at this age. Go before Arthur gets impatient.

Time skip. At the Training Grounds. Arthur is already waiting with his arms crossed when Merlin arrives with his training gear, having already dressed him.

Arthur: (mockingly) Have you always been this slow?

Merlin: (mimicking his tone) Have you always been this helpless?

Arthur: (seriously) You can't talk to me like that.

Merlin: I'm sorry. (exaggeratedly polite tone) Have you always been helpless, my lord? (gives a small bow)

Arthur: (A smile almost forms on his face at the joke, but it soon returns to his angry expression and he throws a training pad at Merlin's head) Let's begin.

And Arthur uses him as a training dummy all morning.

Despite being overworked, Merlin gets some help from other servants who know how difficult Arthur is to deal with.

Time skip. In the laundry room.

George: (while helping Merlin wash Arthur's clothes) He wants you to quit.

Merlin: (confused) Uh?

George: The prince. He's hoping you'll either get fed up and quit, or make a mistake bad enough to get you sacked. He does the same with all his personal manservants. Although you're the first he's ever been so hard on.

Merlin: (laughs) I don't think he's forgiven me for humiliating him in front of his men. (mockingly) Or should I say his daddy's men?

George: (curious) So why aren't you doing it?

Merlin: What?

George: Quit.

Merlin: (thinking) I'm not going to give him the satisfaction. And I need to buy things for my baby. (shrugging) I just came to visit Gaius. I never planned to stay. But it doesn't hurt to have some money.

Merlin doesn't mention the baby to any of the servants. He never does. But something about the sympathetic look George gives him in response makes him suspect they might already know. And he confirms it when he asks Gwen for help with Arthur's armor.

Time skip. At Gwen's house.

Merlin: (dressed in Arthur's armor)

Gwen: (after showing Merlin how to put on the armor) I guess you know what to do with the helmet?

Merlin: (tired, but smiles at him) Yeah, yeah, that was the only bit I'd figured out.

Gwen: (laughs)

Merlin: (puts on the helmet) How come you're so much better at this than me?

Gwen: I'm the blacksmith's daughter. I know pretty much everything there is to know about armour, which is actually kind of sad.

Merlin: (impressed) No, it's brilliant! I would love for my girl— (cuts himself off, eyes widening in panic) I mean, if I had a girl, I would love for her to be interested in my interests. Yeah… (takes off his helmet and avoids Gwen's gaze) I'd better get changed now.

Gwen: (helps Merlin out of the armor and says tentatively) And how is Gaius's little patient?

Merlin: (feigning ignorance) Uh?

Gwen: The one I saw yesterday when we met. The baby.

Merlin: Oh, she is. Uhmm… (decides to repeat the lie Gaius told him to say) She's actually the daughter of a patient. Gaius and I are temporarily looking after her while her mother recovers.

Gwen: (not sounding very convinced) I see… (finishes removing Merlin's armor)

Merlin: (realizes) Wait, have you told anyone about her?

Gwen: …

Merlin: Gwen! 😠

Gwen: In my defense, I didn't know you were going to become the prince's manservant.

Merlin: (pacing) That's why everyone's been looking at me strangely. I'm sure you put them in the idea that she's my daughter! 😡

Gwen: (tries to calm him down) Merlin-

Merlin: (screams) She isn't! I wish she was, but she isn't. And even if she was, what do you all care? Huh? Why can't you just mind your own damn business?! 😤

Gwen: …

Gwen: Just out of curiosity, how much sleep did you get today?

Merlin: (sighs) 2 hours. Maybe. (feeling bad) Sorry, I shouldn't have yelled at you.

Gwen: It's okay. (places the disassembled armor in Merlin's arms) We servants may be gossips, but we never give each other away. We know how to keep a secret when it matters, and we protect each other. I just want you to know that.

Merlin: (smiles, grateful) I'll keep that in mind. (leaves)

Time skip. At the training grounds.

Merlin: (struggles to get the vambrace on Arthur's lower arm)

Arthur: (grumpily) You know the tournament starts today?

Merlin: Yes, sire. (Fixes the buckle on the gorget and tries to make conversation) Are you nervous?

Arthur: I don't get nervous.

Merlin: Really? I thought everyone got nervous-

Arthur: (shouting) Will you shut up?!

Merlin: (gets angry, but says nothing, grabs Arthur's cloak, ties it up, and silently hands him his helmet)

Arthur: Aren't you forgetting something?

Merlin: …

Arthur: Merlin! 😡

Merlin: (innocently) You told me to shut up, I'm just obeying your order, sire.

Arthur: My sword! 😤

Merlin: Right away. (goes to the swords and grabs one, but then puts it back and grabs another, and so on)

Arthur: (impatiently) What are you doing?!

Merlin: Choosing your sword, my lord.

Arthur: Just give me that one.

Merlin: (proceeds to draw his sword veeery slowly)

Arthur: (snatches the sword from Merlin and points it at him, threateningly) Don't think I don't know what you're doing.

Merlin: I have no idea what you're talking about.

Arthur: (enraged) I swear-

Merlin: You'd better hurry or you'll be late for your tournament, my lord.

Arthur: (fuming, but holds it together and walks quickly away)

Merlin: (smirks)

Time skip. At the tournament.

Both Arthur and Valiant win their respective matches. Not that Merlin could know, he was too busy catching up on sleep. He managed to get at least an hour of sleep before His Royal Highness nudged Merlin awake with his foot to make Merlin remove his armor.

Valiant: (Exits the arena, stops near Arthur, and bows) May I offer my congratulations on your victories today?

Arthur: (Frowns suspiciously, but nods) Likewise.

Valiant: I hope to see you at the reception this evening. (Leaves with his servant)

Merlin: (Still half asleep, half awake) Creep. It sounded like he was asking you out.

Arthur: (Shocked) Merlin!

Merlin: (Blinks) Oh, sorry. Did I say that out loud?

Arthur: (Sighs) By tomorrow you need to repair my shield, wash my tunic, clean my boots, sharpen my sword, and polish my chainmail.

Merlin: (Incredulous) Are you kidding? There's no way I can-

Arthur: First thing in the morning. (Leaves)

Merlin is left alone, noting how all the extra tasks within his duties for the next day seem to grow to exaggerated levels.

Time skip, in Gaius's Tower.

Merlin enters his room, his arms and legs feeling cramped from everything he's done since Arthur let him leave. Too tired, he casts a simple magic-blocking spell. His eyes glow gold, and as that happens, the baby teddy bear stops floating through the air and lands on the floor with some herbs and flowers.

Gaius: (enters) Good to see you all in one piece (with a caring tone) Tiring day?

Merlin: (with a tic in his eye) Tiring would be an understatement 🙃.

Gaius: I'd say it's always like this, but it's all because of the upcoming celebration.

Merlin: (bitterly) So the prince is such an idiot about the upcoming celebrations? (conjures) Daeft thaet (his eyes flash and the mess the baby's magic caused sorts itself out)

Gaius: (smacks him)

Merlin: Ow!

Gaius: What did I tell you about using magic like that? 😠

Merlin: If I could feel my arms, I would! 😠 I only have enough strength for this. (picks up his baby) How's the sweetest girl in the world? 😊 I hope you were good to Uncle Gaius!

Baby: 🥺 Boooo

Merlin: Oh! 😥 Is it because your teddy bear doesn't dance anymore? I'm so sorry, baby, but you can't do that kind of magic in here. (sniffs the diaper) Uh, looks like you're due for a change. (his eyes glow and a cloth diaper flies to him)

Gaius: If you want her not to use her magic lightly, you should set an example 😒. Especially because tomorrow-

Merlin: (ignores Gaiud while changing the baby's diaper) That's it, baby! 🤗 (picks her up again) Who pooped more solid poop today? You did, you did.

Baby: (happy babbling) 😄

Gaius: (sighs) Merlin, tomorrow-

Merlin: (still cuddling the baby) I know, tomorrow you'll be a good girl too, right, baby? Of course you will-

Gaius: (raises his voice) Merlin, tomorrow I won't be able to have the baby here!

Merlin: (turns to Gaius like a possessed doll) What? 🙂

Gaius: What I'm telling you, tomorrow there will be many injured. And all of them not only come to the medical tents after competing, but they also have to stay here if necessary.

Merlin: But that's terrible! 😣 Where will I and the baby rest? There's barely any room here! …. How am I going to hide the baby?! 😰

Baby: ☹️

Gaius: (seeing the baby getting nervous) Merlin-

Merlin: The servants already know about her, now the other knights will too-

Baby: 🥺

Gaius: Merlin-

Merlin: And they'll throw me out! And we won't be able to stay here-

Baby: 😢

Gaius: MERLIN!

Merlin: (shuts up)

Baby: (burst out crying and a couple of vials break) 😭

Gaius: Don't worry, I already have a plan. We'll take turns looking after the baby, and if anyone asks, we'll say she's the daughter of one of my patients from the citadel, like always. No one will suspect.

Merlin: 🫠 You could've started with that.

Gaius: And you could need some sleep.

Time skip. The next day at the armory.

Merlin: (enters with the baby in a baby sling, muttering) Taking care of a baby with uncontrolled magic while I have to attend to an arrogant prince of a sorcerer-hunting kingdom in a place full of sharp and pointed weapons. Nothing can go wrong with that idea, right? (yawns) I'm so sleepy.

Baby: (looks around curiously)

A hiss is heard.

Merlin: (turns to the sound) Hello? Is anyone there? (Shrugs and bends down to pick up Arthur's armor)

Baby: (close to Valiant's shield, makes graby hands to the drawing of snakes, delighted with the animals) 😃

In reaction to the baby's involuntary magic, the snakes emerge from the shield, hissing loudly.

Merlin: (frightened, screams and instinctively backs away, falling on his back and protecting the baby with his body) Ahhh! What the fuck! 😨 (When he looks back at the shield, the snakes are gone)

Valiant: (who entered a moment ago, draws his sword to threaten Merlin, believing himself exposed)

Merlin: (blinks, confused, and rubs his eyes) I really need to sleep. I'm starting to see things. (gets up)

Valiant: (lets out a sigh of relief and puts his sword away)

Baby: (scared, not by the snakes or the fall, but by Valiant's presence, bursts into tears) 🥺😭.

Merlin: (concerned, takes her out of the sling and rocks her) Oh, sorry, baby. Did I scare you? I'm sorry.

Valiant: You shouldn't be with a baby in here.

Merlin: (puts the baby back in the sling and gathers Arthur's armor, too tired and worried about the still-crying baby to worry about Valiant) Tell that to that idiot I have for master. (Yawns and leaves)

Valiant: …

Time skip. Merlin, still trying to calm the baby's crying, bumps into George in a corridor.

Merlin: (exalted, very quickly) She's the daughter of one of Gaius's patients!

George: (laughs softly) I didn't ask. But yes, I know, you've told everyone. Where are you going?

Merlin: I have to get Arthur ready for-

George: What?! 😨 You're going to attend to him with the baby?! Do you want him to kill you?

Merlin: (whines, stressed) I have no choice. Gaius is busy, and I have no one else to take care of her.

Baby: (cries louder) 😭 (the baby's magic flutters ornaments around)

Merlin: (panicked) No, no, no! Baby, please stop crying, please. (Almost on the verge of tears too)

George: (Pitying him) Let me take care of her. (Takes the baby)

Merlin: (Panics even more, afraid that George will notice the baby's magic, about to throw away Arthur's armor to take her back) No, wait!

George: (Recites a lullaby while rocking the baby; which means he doesn't sing, just says the lyrics in a monotone) Lullay, my liking, my dear son, my sweeting. Lullay, my dear heart, my own dear darling. Lullay, lullay, lullay. 😐

Baby: (Falls asleep as soon as George settles her in his arms) 😴. (And the decorations stop waving)

Merlin: …

Merlin: How did you do that?! 😱

George: (shrugs) I don't know, but I have five little brothers, and my mom always gave them to me when they cried a lot as babies, and when I talked to them, they fell asleep. I guess my voice calmed them.

Merlin: (thinking) I think it actually bored them… (says, very relieved) Thanks a lot, George! Keep her asleep and only wake her up to give her milk, okay? Gaius can tell you where he keeps the milk and when to give it to her. (starts to walk away briskly)

George: (calls out) After the fight, there's a shooting match. The prince almost never attends those, so you can rest.

Merlin: Thanks! (finishes leaving)

Time skip. In Arthur's chambers.

Merlin: (enters)

Arthur: You're late. 😒

Merlin: (tired voice) I know. (abruptly places the armor on the table)

Arthur: (scolding) Be careful with that!

Merlin: It's steel, it won't break. (lifts the chain mail) Raise your arms.

Arthur: You can't talk to me- 😠

Merlin: Your Royal Highness, please do me the honor of raising your arms. 🙄

Arthur: Better. (Raises his arms)

Merlin: (puts Arthur on his armor) Your helmet. (places the helmet on Arthur's arm)

Arthur: (looks at Merlin's work) At least you didn't forget anything this time. Let's go. (leaves)

Merlin: (follows, shuffling)

Time skip. After the match.

Merlin: (asleep in some hidden corner) 😴

Arthur: (finds him) There you are! Lazing around as usual 😡 (kicks him)

Merlin: (more asleep than awake, mutters) Yes, yes, I'll go give the baby some milk.

Arthur: What are you talking about? Get up! (kicks him again)

Merlin: (opens his eyes) Uhm… What happened?

Arthur: Asleep again? I need you to get me my bow and arrow, now!

Merlin: (confused, still stretching) What for?

Arthur: What do you mean, what for? To participate in the shooting competition!

Merlin: B-but… I thought you never-

Arthur: That's the rub. A good servant doesn't think, he obeys. What are you waiting for? Go! (kicks him again)

Merlin: Ow! Alright, alright I'm coming. (gets up reluctantly, thinking) He had to have urge to brag about his aim today of all days. 😓

And it turned out that the boastful prince not only wanted to participate in the shooting competition, but in all the day's activities. And Arthur, to not lose sight of his servant again, doesn't let Merlin leave his side. Merlin's eyelids are heavy, and his thighs are cramping from standing for too long. He's too tired.

Time skip. At the evening reception. All the competing knights (uninjured) are chatting happily.

Merlin: (with dark circles under his red eyes) Anything else you'd like, sire?

Arthur: (now out of his armor, cool as a cucumber) No, I don't think so. I'm already a bit tired. I think I'll have some rest.

Merlin: (his eye ticing) Really? You? Tired, sire?

Arthur: Yes, you may leave.

Merlin: (forces a polite smile) Thank you, my lord. (turns away)

Arthur: Oh, Merlin. I want-

Merlin: (turns to him and explodes, yelling) WHAT?! WHAT ELSE DOES YOUR GREATEST HIGHNESS WANT ME TO DO?! 😡 To undress you and tuck you in for bed?! To feed you in the mouth? To wipe your ass?! 😤

Knights around: (gasp) 😨😨😨😨😨😨

Arthur: (surprised Pikachu face) Uh… 😦

Merlin: For all the gods! Are you really so useless that you can't do anything by yourself? Can't you take care of yourself at all? Don't you have hands? I swear I've seen one-year-old babies and crippled men more self-sufficient than you! Merlin clean this, Merlin fetch that, Merlin hop on one foot and then do a somersault in the air! Leave me alone! I'm exhausted! I want to sleep! 😡(leaves, stomping)

Knights around: …

Arthur: …

Morgana: (holding back a laugh) I like him.

Time skip. In Gaius's Tower.

Merlin: (enters)

Gaius: (carrying the baby) Merlin! How could you leave the baby with- 😠

Merlin: (sharply) Not now. (smiles softly at the baby and kisses her forehead) Good night, baby. (goes to his room)

Gaius: Merlin! 😡

And Merlin falls dead onto his bed, not thinking about the consequences of his outburst… and which he would probably face the next day.

BASED ON THIS PROMPT >> PREVIOUS PART >> NEXT PART

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UHHH! Merlin really messed up, didn't he? What do you think will happen to him?

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[saladscream]

Merlin’s chest is a novelty.

And an unexpected one.

Because this is the first time Arthur has seen it.

His manservant doesn’t really make it a habit to traipse around the citadel bare-chested, and in all the years they’ve known each other Arthur has never found a good enough reason to make the man shed his shirt. Therefore, since there is no guessing when such a rare occurrence might happen again, Arthur’s eyes are presently drinking in the expanse of pale skin and its enticing, wings-shaped dusting of dark hair, like his crown depends on it.

It’s a lot to take in at such short notice, but Arthur’s keen gaze is certainly doing its utmost to commit to memory the taut planes of the deceptively firm pectoral muscles, the dusky softness of the shy nipples and the tender ridges of the nervous abs. There’s also a tantalising trail of short black hair leading Arthur’s heretofore relatively honourable focus from Merlin’s navel to a wondrous place down below, where the confines of Merlin’s trousers hide what no self-respecting prince has any self-admitted desire to become acquainted with.

Oh and there must be a bit of a cold draft where Merlin’s standing because the pecs are heaving, the abs are tensing, and the nipples are tightening into sinfully hard, pointy nubs before Arthur’s very eyes. They look stiff and sullen, and the flat of Arthur’s tongue tingles with an unholy longing that shall remain scrupulously denied.

So, indeed, it is a lot to take in.

Especially as there’s a confounding amount of arcane squiggles daubed in ochre and woad all over Merlin’s chest, utterly spoiling the view as far as Arthur’s concerned.

His outraged bellow of ‘What the HELL have you two been doing?!’ is aimed at both Lancelot and Merlin, who exchange perfectly synchronised guilty glances. ‘The druids insisted on a ritual,’ is Lancelot’s only explanation – though he goes on to hurriedly add ‘just for cleansing,’ exactly as Merlin mumbles about a ‘fertility blessing.’

And yes, well, Arthur could’ve guessed fertility was involved for there’s a conspicuous blue phallus painted in stark and rather disturbing detail, right in the middle of Merlin’s already distracting chest.

Arthur lets out a measured exhale and pinches the bridge of his nose.

In his youth, a savvy maitre d’arme taught him that breathing was the key to staying on an even keel during combat, and although the good man never envisaged that his royal charge would be faced with such an ordeal, the prince is still grateful for the teachings that allow him to keep a dignified and composed front – because it is undeniable that Merlin’s perky nipples are formidable opponents.

In truth, Arthur doesn’t know what is upsetting him most right now: the fact that he cannot lay into said pebbled nubs of sensitive flesh the way they so richly deserve, or the fact that Lancelot got to see them first. Feeling unduly thwarted, he dismisses the two men with an exasperated wave of his fingers and reminds Merlin to put a damn tunic on.

Arthur surrenders to a long-suffering sigh once they’ve left.

He is familiar with woad blue. It is a nuisance to get off your skin.

That dick is going to stay on Merlin’s chest – and on Arthur’s mind – for days.

If not weeks.

[We're nearing the end of this mini-series. Only one more instalment to go, I think. Two if Arthur is feeling chatty and/or sentimental. Many thanks for the reblogs, comments and likes. They're greatly appreciated! ❤️]

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1 - Merlin's eyes

2 - Merlin's lips

3 - Merlin's hands

4 - Merlin's throat

5 - Merlin's hair

6 - Merlin's ears

7 - Merlin's legs

8 - Merlin's forearms

9 - Merlin's chest

10 - Merlin's penis

11 - Merlin's arse

[anachronistic-falsehood]

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Hello It’s Me Shilo Bathory Son ofthe Wueen hello 👋 what’s Is That There Is A Hand oon the Light Box Whose Hand Is that There Is A Tiny Man Inside The Lightbocx

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you pressed the emoji button after typing hello see here i can do it too hello 👋

👑 shilo-bathory

Who Are Yoy Is This your Hand In The Light Box

😈 phantom-flipper-official ✅✅

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👑 shilo-bathory

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🦇 iamthevoid

The darkness is my only friend… my one constant companion in these long decades of breathless life…

😈 phantom-flipper-official ✅✅

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🦇 iamthevoid

Boy you have no idea what horrors I have seen. I have witnessed wars and massacres the likes of which would give you nightmares. You have seen nothing yet.

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😈 phantom-flipper-official ✅✅

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🦇 iamthevoid

It’s what best suits my dark and twisted soul… if I even have one.

😈 phantom-flipper-official

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👑 shilo-bathory

Hello Emizel It Is me Shilo I Helped Arthur create a “tumblr blog” like You Did For Me ☺️ I Know How To Make The Smiley Faces now

😈 phantom-flipper-official ✅✅

👑 shilo-bathory

Emizel Hwo Is This Man inthe Lightt Box. Who is That

🦇 iamthevoid

Prince, I believe that is Keanu Reeves.

🗡 fromthetoprope

@/shilo-bathory Actually My Prince, that is Ben Affleck! He is an “actor.” I learned about him while watching the large light box!

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🥤 the-soda-man ✅✅

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CONGRATS ON THE TRANSITION 🥳

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GUESS WERE GETTING OFF EACH OTHERS DICKS THEN

🦇 iamthevoid

I’m reporting this post for sexual content.

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🦇 iamthevoid

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👑 shilo-bathory

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😈 phantom-flipper-official ✅✅

whoever showed arthur homophobic dog im going to strangle you he wont stop saying “i know what you are” and “dont tell me youre one of them” whenever i do anything i was washing the blood out of my clothes at 2 in the morning and he passed by the bathroom and said “i dont think thats normal” im going to fucking rip his throat out

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i AM related to the other guy but thats not relevant

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What is a Tumblrina and why are the people in my inbox calling me one?

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Okay 🥳 See You when youu Come Back 😊🥰

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[messy-jin]

Ranking Ikemen Games According to Where I Would Feel the Safest as an Autistic Woman

Ikemen Vampire

Honestly, top of the list. First thing first, everybody in this mansion has their own special interest so it’s easy to fit in. And personally, I like listening to people talking about things they are passionate about, so win-win. Also, I know that le Comte would be extra attentive and will warn every resident to be mindful. I feel like even Arthur would be more mindful - but will definitely find it funny to make jokes I would not understand. We know they are all kind of protective so they will keep an eye out. Theo’s temper would be a problem but he means well. Kidnapping aside, a safe environment with caring people.

Ikemen Revolution

Almost equal with IkeVamp but the game is losing points because the whole “imminent war” situation would be too much to handle. And I think it would be safer with the Black Army rather than the Red Army, mentally at the very least because of the context. The Black Army is more family-like and will treat you as equal, so no need to worry about social norms and stuff. I will have a good laugh with them, Luka would be mindful of what he cooks and take sensory issues in consideration, Dad Sirius would be there to calm the kids if they go too far. The Red Army is very attached to stuff like that so it would be more stressful. But at least, the best doctor of all of Cradle would be there to help!

Ikemen Prince

I feel like Ikemen Prince would be pretty safe too. But some characters might be a little complicated to deal with… But at the same time, I feel like they would adapt. Leon and Luke would keep an eye out all the time, Yves would make sweets or clothes while minding the sensory issues, Rio would still be best boy, Chevalier would be bonding over calmness and books, Sariel would adapt his lessons and the overall planning, Licht would be bonding over horses, Jin would be big brother-like… Clavis would be a menace but a gentleman - one panic attack after a trap, not two, not on his watch. The problem would be more with the foreign princes. Keith would be mindful because he knows about mental health, but the two other walking menaces, ugh…

Ikemen Villains

As much as I love the games and the characters, it would be a nightmare. I mean… I already talked about how Ellis is for easily overstimulated people (calming voice, asking permission to touch, taking the time to explain things…) and I know that Liam and Elbert would be mindful too. But the context would be difficult for the nerves and some characters as well. I can already imagine Roger rubbing his hands in hello-can-I-do-a-few-tests-to-see-how-your brain-works. Alfons would be my nightmare. But autistic people have a strong sense of justice and I have a huge need to understand things so I guess I’ll also be their nightmare (affectionate - except for Jude who might think genuinely) at some point… Also, Victor would be extra doting. 

Ikemen Sengoku

Let’s be real, mental health is their last problem. What is mental health? They don’t know. Nobunaga already doesn’t know what consent is, so mental health… He would bring me once to war with him, it’s the end for me. And yes, the constant state of war would be too much to handle, once again. But ! We have Mama Hideyoshi to keep an eye out. Ieyasu would be mortified because what do you mean “a second Mitsunari” (affectionate)? Sasuke would be a real support - really, a safe place.

[haunted-glassesgurl]

Imagine Merlin and Arthur kissing for the first time.

Arthur thinks that Merlin might not be the more experienced in this field, but he's willing to teach him absolutely everything he knows (because, if he does say so himself, he's a very good kisser). What starts as a chaste soft brush of their lips, turns into one of the best kisses Arthur has ever had. Merlin KNOWS what he's doing, and apparently so do his lips and tongue, and Arthur can't help but be a little bit jealous that Merlin has learnt this from someone else, other than him.

When they part, both flushed and a bit short of breath, Arthur can't help but ask

-Where the hell did you learn to do that?!-

Merlin simply shrugs and looks around a bit embarrassed

-You tasted of chocolate pudding, and it reminded me of when my mum let me lick the spoon clean when she made some desserts for me...-

He looks at Arthur, all red-faced, and the prince can barely contain his smile.

-I guess muscle memory just kicked in - Merlin finishes sheepishly, taking one of Arthur's hands in his.

-Thank goodness for that - Arthur murmurs softly and goes to kiss Merlin again. Now that he knows what he's up against, he's going to make sure he perfects his kissing technique by kissing Merlin every single chance he gets.

[pigfacedbitch]

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.

here is my masterlist!

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."

[jessicaloons]

Miss Americana and the Heartbreak Prince:

Chapter 15

Masterlist - Previous - Next

Miss Americana

"That's a lot of stuff..." Arthur huffed, when he sat down another big box on the floor, taking in the bedroom, now lithered with big and heavy boxes, paper bags and half a dozen buckets full of paint "We'll need all of that?"

"I mean... that's the new furniture, because sorry, but the ones your brother had was... well it was practical, I'll give it that, but it didn't look that nice... and then of course some decorations... and the paint... actually, there is one bucket missing... I bought 7 buckets..." Lauren looked around, lifting paper bags and packages around "Ah, there it is!"

"7 buckets? Isn't that a little too much?" the Monegasque native looked at her.

"First off, it’s small buckets. More like containers… little tubs. And secondly, I want to create this kind of gradient effect, all the different colours blend into each other… trust me, it will look great! Together with the new furniture? And the new lamp? Oh and project flower wall! It’s going to be amazing! I have a good feeling." the girls excitement was contagious and Arthur nodded.

"Alright, alright, alright! Now, where do we start?" he asked and Lauren looked around, a plan already in the making inside her head.

"Old furniture out, someone will come and pick it up, then we’ll put everything in the middle of the room and cover it up and start prepping everything for painting… well and then let’s paint!"

"Sounds like a plan!"

"Let’s go then!"

"What did you do today?" Charles asked, using the tiny frame of himself as a mirror.

"Oh nothing, we read a lot of books, played with the insane amount of toys a certain someone bought his daughter…" Lauren winked at him and he chuckled "… and that was it actually… how was your day?"

"Sounds like you had a lot of fun… black or red?" he asked, sounding unsure and Lauren was confused for a moment, but then spotted the two ties he was holding up.

"Oh, tough question. Red is Ferrari’s colour but black is timeless and goes with everything…" she thought out loud and Charles nodded.

"Yeah, my thought exactly… so black it is?" he looked at her and Lauren smiled.

"Black it is. Looks like it’s a really fancy dinner you’re going to?"

"Just another sponsor dinner… maybe some potential new sponsors…" Charles sighed straightening his tie "Mostly boring dinners…"

"You’ll survive." Lauren chuckled.

"I guess I will… any plans for you two?"

"A ton! I don’t even know where to start!" she cocked an eyebrow and pretended to think, then she smiled "I’m going to feed Ava, then she’ll have a nice bath and that’s it."

"Sounds like a quiet night then…" he smiled back, when Lauren propped up the phone on the table so he could see Ava sitting in her lap "You’ll be good, little princess, right?"

"She’s always the sweetest girl, don’t worry…" Lauren gently stroked over the girls little tummy, making her giggle.

"Yeah, because of you…" Charles began and then looked up "Shoot… I gotta go. Good night, baby girl. I love you." he cooed at the screen, looking at his little girl "I miss you." his eyes now on Lauren, who looked down at Ava in her lap.

"Good night, daddy! I miss you too!" she gently held Ava’s arm up, waving with it.

"Good night, Lauren." his soft voice making her insides melt.

"Good night, Charles. Enjoy your evening." she smiled at him and ended the call "And now it’s time for you, little Miss Sunshine, to take a nice bath… and as soon as your asleep it’s time for me to prepare everything to torture your uncle Arthur a little more tomorrow…"

"We should’ve asked them to assemble the new furniture as well… not only picking up the old one…" Arthur mumbled, still trying to figure out the instructions for the new crib.

"Oh come on! You did good with the changing table and the shelf! We figure out the bed as well…" Lauren encouraged him and sat down next to him, Ava in her arm "Here, let’s switch…"

"Hi baby girl… enjoyed your little snack?" Arthur cooed at his niece, cuddling into his chest exhaling loudly "I know, Ava, I know… being 4 months old must be so tough!"

"It’s tough to always be this cute!" Lauren chuckled, looking up from the instructions "But not as tough as assembling this crib… I don’t get it."

"Maybe I can help?" Lorenzo said, making Arthur and Lauren turn around "Or at least I could try."

"Yes! Please!" Arthur let out a sigh of relief.

"Wow… Lauren… the walls look amazing…" Lorenzo looked around, impressed how the walls were painted before.

"I had this vision in my head and hoped it would turn out just like I imagined it…" she replied, looking around as well.

"It’s beautiful."

"Thanks…" the girl blushed a little and then handed him the instructions "Well, maybe you get it…"

Lorenzo read the instructions and Lauren checked her phone. Since she knew who Charles was and heard him and the rest of the family talk about Formula 1, she decided to follow some F1 accounts on Instagram, using the fake profile that came with her new identity. The way Charles talked about racing, with so much passion and excitement, made Lauren reconsider her opinion about 20 men driving in circles for 2 hours. And he was right. They all were. Formula 1 was more than that. The narrow tracks with the cars breezing past the walls, so close that only a sheet of paper would have space between the hard concrete of the walls and the strong carbon fibre of the cars. The qualifying sessions, where milliseconds decide who is starting from which position. She was all wrong about Formula 1.

"What’s a WAG?" Lauren asked a moment later, when she saw a reel of a girl with the caption new WAG alert.

"WAG?" Arthur chuckled and looked up from Ava "You don’t know what WAG stands for?"

Lauren shook her head and read another sentence she didn’t understand.

"No? And who’s the Heartbreak Prince?" Lauren looked at Arthur who then looked at Lorenzo, both seemingly uncomfortable "What?"

"Well… WAG is short for Wives and Girlfriends… that’s how the fans and media like to call the- well, wives and girlfriends of the drivers… or athletes in general..." Arthur explained and then looked at Lorenzo again, who nodded quietly "And the Heartbreak Prince… umm- that’s Charles."

"Charles? As in our Charles?" the moment she realised what she said, Lauren blushed "I mean, our Charles- as in umm- your brother Charles? As in my boss and Ava‘s dad Charles?" a desperate attempt to cover up her slip up.

"Yup, exactly… our Charles." Lorenzo replied only "New rumours?"

"Umm- they write did the Heartbreak Prince find his new princess of the season…" she began when both brothers sighed, rolling their eyes.

"Ignore those gossip accounts… they only want to stir up some drama… with DTS there’s already enough of that." Arthur said, tickling Ava’s tummy, making her giggle.

"What’s DTS?" Lauren knew she had read it before but she couldn’t quite place it.

"Drive to Survive. It’s a show on Netflix… they create more drama then there actually is." Lorenzo answered and then put the instructions down "I think I got it."

"Yeah? Perfect." Arthur smiled at Ava "We’re building your new crib now. You will love it! But I think before that, I need to check on your diaper…"

"I’ll do that, you two take care of the crib, I take care of Ava." Lauren, got up from the floor and held her arms out, taking the little girl from her uncle "It’s time for her nap as well, so I lay her down and then I’ll come and help."

"Alright." Lorenzo waved at Ava, who yawned, a sleepy smile on her lips "Sleep well, little one."

Lauren left Ava’s room and made it into hers next door, laying the little girl on the changing table.

"Let’s get you cleaned up and then off you go, taking a little nap, how about that?" she cooed at the baby, changing her diaper and clothes and not even 10 minutes later she fell asleep in her arms and Lauren gently put her down in her crib, sitting down on the stool next to her. She took out her phone again and scrolled through Instagram, finding the reel from earlier and this time she watched it, instead of only reading the caption. Charles, arm in arm with a beautiful blonde girl, smiling and laughing, posing for some pictures. And then another shot of them sitting at the table together, next to Carlos Sainz, Charles teammate and a girl who looked like she was his girlfriend. Lauren focused on Charles and the girl. They seemed to enjoy each other’s company. And now she knew for who Charles dressed up this chic. For the girl. The girl by his side, labelled as his new WAG. No, his new princess of the season. She didn’t know what that meant. But she didn’t like it. Something inside her began to boil while looking at the pictures. Something that surged through her veins, filling her with disdain for the blonde girl. And when Lauren saw a comment stating that they looked like a cute couple her heart clenched painfully. She knew what it was she was feeling. And she didn’t like that as well. Jealousy. She was jealous of the girl who went on a date with Charles. Her boss. Ava’s dad. The one who paid her. The one she shouldn’t feel jealous over. But she did. A lot. And she didn’t know what to do with that. She swiped through more pictures, some from today according to the caption and she hated the way her heart clenched. The way the jealousy was crawling under her skin.

"Lauren?" Lorenzos soft voice pulled her out of her thoughts and she turned around "We’re done with the crib, do you know where you want to put it?"

"Already? You’re fast! Give me a minute and I’ll come!" Lauren replied pocketing her phone and checking in on Ava one last time, switching the baby monitor on"Focus!" she mumbled to herself and followed Lorenzo.

"I don’t know where you want to put it?" Arthur said as soon as she walked in.

"I want the crib on the right wall, as soon as we’re finished with it…" Lauren replied, looking at the right, almost empty wall. Only the beautiful wood trimming filling it for now.

"Alright, so what’s next?"

"I think that’s it for today. Tomorrow someone is coming to install the new ceiling lamp and then… well then the big project starts." Lauren smiled, looking at the wall again.

"Sounds ominous…" Lorenzo chuckled.

"It does… do I have to be scared?" Arthur cocked and eyebrow but the girl just shrugged.

"That’s for me to know and you to find out…"

Lauren sat on her bed, zapping through the TV channels, when she came across the sports news, talking about the upcoming Formula 1 race in the Netherlands. A reporter walking through what looked like a little street, other news teams, team members and even drivers breezing past them. One of those drivers was Charles with the pretty blonde girl. She had to think back to her FaceTime call with Charles earlier and how she first thought the blonde, Sophia, was indeed his new girlfriend but how he was denying it. He was adamant in explaining her that the girl was only the daughter of a potential new sponsor and his team asked him to woo her a little. Make sure she has a good time. Unfortunately it was part of his job. Lauren believed him, felt how the tightness in her chest loosened up. And although she shouldn’t feel it, she felt relieved. Charles was still single. It made her calm down. She went to bed, watching another episode of Drive to Survive, because even if Arthur and Lorenzo told her not to, she thought this way she learned the most in a short amount of time about Formula 1. Maybe a more dramatic version. With lots and lots of fabricated drama, but it helped her understand more about Charles. What kind of person he was at his job, on track. And she liked it so far. The other drivers seem to respect him, he was good friends with some of them. Even the other team principals seemed to like him way more than his own in the last season. Something about Mattia Binotto, the way he spoke with Charles after the race in Silverstone, the way he didn’t see any fault in Ferrari at Charles messed up race, gave Lauren the ick. Big ick. She was glad that he was gone. Charles talked about his team principal. His name was Fred. Not Mattia. So probably Ferrari got rid of him. Good for them. She finished the episode and checked in on Ava one last time, before she climbed back in her bed, pulling the blanket over her head, ready to fall asleep and prepare for the next day. Lauren knew what she had planned would take a long time. Probably the whole day, but she knew that in the end it would be worth it. She only hoped that her little helper would feel the same way.

"The entire wall?" Arthur repeated sceptical.

"The entire wall..." Lauren smiled at him.

"That must be a thousand roses… if not more…" he looked around the room.

"More. Definitely more. Believe me.l I have this vision… it will look amazing!" she practically beamed at him.

"Youre the interior designer, not me..." he joked and Lauren shoved him a little.

"Come on, this will take ages, we have to start now to be ready until your brother comes back home!"

"Aye, aye Captain!" Arthur saluted and they began to glue every single rose to the wall.

Lauren had no idea how long it took, with breaks in between to feed Ava, change her diaper and make her take a nap. Playing with her every now and then, or just holding her while sticking the next who knows how many roses to the wall. The little girls eyes widening, seeing all the different colours and shapes of the roses. The sun already began to set when Arthur let out a triumphant scream, looking at Lauren.

"I think we’ve got it?" he said, taking a step away, taking in their hard days work "Wow…" he breathed out, his eyes big.

"Good wow or bad wow?" Lauren asked stepping next to him, Ava half asleep in her arms.

"The biggest and most amazingly wow… Lauren this looks… it looks incredible. So beautiful. Combined with the other walls? This room? I think she’ll never grow out of it. Even as a teenage girl she’ll love it!" Arthur was impressed.

"Oh stop it!" she gently nudged his shoulder but he shook his head, turning a little.

"No, seriously. Charles will be at a loss of words when he comes home and sees this…"

"Yeah… maybe…" Lauren scratched the back of her neck, looking at the last package "Can you help me with that? And then you’re officially done."

"Sure… what is it? I thought we have all the furniture now?" Arthur looked around.

"It’s a rocking chair… I’ve spent hours and hours to find one in the same or at least similar design to the rest of the furniture and thankfully I did. It arrived late last night…" she explained opening up the package.

"Let’s just hope we can assemble it…" he chuckled but Lauren shook her head.

"It’s really simple, l watched the video. We should be able to do it."

And she was right. 30 minutes later the rocking chair was assembled, matching the bed and the rest of the furniture.

"Wow… Lauren it really looks like it’s the same design… you really outdid yourself with the room." Arthur side hugged the girl, turning around with her, looking at what they had created over the past couple of days "You really deserve your day off tomorrow."

"About that… is it possible if I watch the race with you guys? I have nothing else to do and the only thing I would do tomorrow then would be finishing Ava’s nursery, putting all her stuff back in…" Lauren began.

"Yeah no. You’re right. You’re coming with us. We watch the race, I can explain everything for you and you leave this room alone. It’s not called day off for no reason…" Arthur looked at her intently and she smiled.

"Sounds like a plan to me."

"Your first Formula 1 race… you’ll love it."

Lauren woke up early, ready to finish up Ava’s room before Charles would return back home later in the evening. She wanted everything to be perfect for him after his race the day before. He looked devastated. Like the world was about to end when they filmed him taking off his helmet after retiring his car in lap 41. Lauren knew that racing was important for him, but seeing his fallen face, expressionless eyes, she knew just how important it was. How he blamed himself for the lap 1 incident with another driver, how he could’ve done better. His voice missing that excitement, that passion, his eyes that sparkle that made him him and that Lauren liked so much. She hoped seeing Ava’s room all new would cheer him up at least a little. So she started her mission. Little corrections here and there at the walls had to be made, the nursery needed new sheets and bedding. Ava’s clothes needed to be stored into the drawer and closet. All her toys and stuffed animals arranged around the room. Lauren didn’t look at the clock once, she cooed at Ava whenever she held her in her arms, or was extra quiet when the little girl slept. She washed out the remaining paint from the paintbrush, when she heard Ava waking up. Drying her hands and leaving the brush in the sink, Lauren walked into her own bedroom, where Ava was babbling, hands and legs moving around.

"Hi, little Miss Sunshine!" Lauren cooed and leaned down, Ava’s eyes immediately on her, her whole face lighting up "Did you sleep well? Yes? That’s good, because I’m almost done with your room and as soon as I’m ready, how about you and I go for a little stroll out in the sun until your dad gets back home? Yay, daddy!" Lauren smiled when Ava began to happily chortle at the sound of the word dad "You’re so clever! Already understanding words!"

The next minutes Lauren made the finishing touches in the room, put the decorations at their designated spots. Fluffed up the pillow in the rocking chair. All while holding Ava in one arm, singing softly to her.

"I think I’m done…" Lauren looked around.

Everything was the way she had imagined it. The walls. The furniture. The rug. She smiled at Ava, twirling around, happy the room was done when she stopped dead in her tracks flinching, spotting Charles standing in the door. His eyes wide open.

"Charles, you’re early!" Lauren breathed out, feeling herself blush while he took a cautious step inside "I thought you come home later tonight?"

"That was the plan, but… what is this?" Charles turned around, looked at everything "How- who? I mean when?"

He was at a loss of words, his hand smoothing over the painted walls. Touching the rocking chair with its fluffy pillows and then stopped in front of the wall covered in roses, carefully threading through them.

"Do you like it?" Lauren asked slowly when he didn’t say anything "If not we can-… umm we can change it again, make it more the way you like it?"

Charles still didn’t say anything and now Lauren was worried. Maybe it was too much. It was his daughter’s room after all. She crossed a line, went too far. He said he wanted to do it and she should’ve listened and waited. Not just take it in her own hands, not even asking for permission.

"I’m sorry, Charles. I shouldn’t have done it behind your back… I crossed a line… you wanted to do it on your own and I ruined it… I’m really, really so-…" Lauren rambled, her soft voice barely above a whisper, full of concern and that woke Charles up from his trance.

"Stop… what are you even saying…" he replied slowly, taking a step closer, his hands working on their own accords, carefully cupping her cheeks "This is beautiful… it’s perfect… it’s-… it’s everything I ever dreamed of and more…" he made her look at him, his eyes spotting how glassy hers were "How can I ever repay you for this? I can’t possibly thank you enough!"

"So you like it?" her voice so quiet, so unsure.

"No, I don’t like it. I love it. I really do Lauren. It’s perfect. I have no idea how you managed to do it and gosh! This must’ve cost you a fortune! How many people worked in here? Painter? Someone who build the furniture and took the old one with them? I need the receipts, you’re not paying for that!"

"I had help from Arthur and Lorenzo, we made it all ourselves… and after I received my first salary, which was more than generous, considering the fact that I don’t have any living costs and basically can throw out all that money? Yeah no. It’s fine. More than fine…" Lauren replied, a big smile on her face, her cheeks a gorgeous shade of pink, feeling Charles warm hands on them, his warm breath fanning over her face.

"But I have to thank you somehow… this is… Lauren, this is perfect."

"You know what you can do? If you’re up for it? Ava and I wanted to go for a little stroll outside… will you join us?" Lauren asked.

"There’s nothing I’d like more… we can take the car and drive a bit outside of town… it’s quieter…"

"And no one will recognise you…"

"And no one will recognise me…"

"Alright. Then let me change Ava and myself and then we’re ready to go." Lauren smiled up at Charles.

"Yeah… I take care of Ava…" he replied "You have a little paint on your face… just here…" he lifted his right hand from her cheek and gently stroked it along her forehead down her brow, making Lauren’s cheeks turn a shade darker.

"Thanks…" she whispered and Charles realised he was still cupping her cheeks, being way too close.

"I umm-… yeah I take Ava…" he mumbled, taking his daughter out of her nanny’s arms and taking a step back.

"Okay… umm- I go wash my face and change and then we can go." Lauren replied hastily and Charles nodded "Alright, then let’s go…" she walked past him outside the room into hers, closing the door and leaning against it, taking a deep breath.

The close proximity. His touch. The way he looked at her. Lauren’s cheeks were on fire. Her forehead and brow. Everywhere he touched was prickling. She had to calm down. It was the heat of the moment. He was just thanking her for doing Ava’s room. He was grateful. French people were more touchy than Americans. Monegasque. He was Monegasque. But weren’t they just like the French? Lauren’s mind was doing summersaults and she closed her eyes. Charles was her boss. Her boss. He paid her for being around and taking care of Ava. That was it. Another deep breath and she pushed herself off the door, slipping into a pair of jeans and a shirt. When she stepped into her bathroom she immediately spotted the paint on her face, rolling her eyes, washing it off. A faint knock on her door and she knew that Charles was ready.

"I’m coming…" she said, grabbing her purse and stuffing her phone in "Ready." she opened the door, Charles and Ava both looking at her.

"Let’s go then…" Charles smiled at her and they walked down the hall, not without him taking another look into Ava’s room "I owe you something…"

"No you don’t. I loved doing it…"

"If that’s the case… maybe we can talk about renovating the whole place… one room at the time…"

"What?" Lauren looked at him.

"Maman’s salon? Ava’s room? This is clearly your talent… and my place is boring. Nothing special. But with your help? It can be something more. Something amazing…" Charles looked at her, smiling his all dimply smile "I think you could transform this into a real home for us all."

Lauren smiled at him, her heart skipping a beat. A home for us all.

"We start from Singapore on. We drive in two separate cars to the airport. You’ll be there earlier, getting into the jet and while you’re safe inside, I’ll follow you then… that way no one sees us together at the airport…" Charles explained the plan for their upcoming trip to Singapore "You could come to Monza this weekend, but then we’d need a different disguise, because-…"

"No, no. Monza is wild. Crazy. Way too many people. Someone will spot them!" Pascale added and Lauren nodded.

"Yeah, I agree. Singapore is fine…"

"Alright, Singapore it is. Silvia changed my room into a suite with two bedrooms, I told her to not request a crib… I don’t know if we can trust the hotel employees… we take the travel cot with us. It’s a big bag I know. But I checked, it fits into my big suitcase…"

"You really thought this through, didn’t you?" Pascale looked at him impressed.

"I want this to work. So yeah, I had to think of everything… and I hope that I did."

"And what will Lauren’s role be exactly?" Pascale asked and Lauren turned to Charles.

"Officially you’ll be a media assistant for Ferrari. More in the analytics and stuff. You’ll have to wear Ferrari gear, to keep up the story. They always make sure you’ll get an office close to my drivers room and there will be everything provided you need for Ava and yourself. Also a desk and laptop just in case someone happens to stumble inside… you’ll get a personal driver, someone from the team who knows about you and Ava, and he’ll pick you up from the hotel and bring you to the back entrance of the paddock, that way you don’t have to walk through the whole paddock. He’ll get you back to the hotel in the evening as well."

"But wait… they’re locked up the whole day inside of the office?" Pascale cocked an eyebrow "That doesn’t sound pleasant…"

"It’s okay… really…" Lauren began.

"No, Maman is right. You’re not locked inside the whole day. You can walk around the Ferrari hospitality freely. You’ll be introduced to the team by Silvia anyway. That’s fine. But I guess if you want to go outside during the day, maybe it would be a good idea to have some spare clothes with you, so no one will associate you with Ferrari immediately. Just a pretty girl in the crowd…" Charles added.

"This could actually work…" Lauren replied, trying not to blush at his last comment, failing miserably.

"I sure hope it works. Having Ava with me, knowing that Maman can live her life again without changing plans all the time? I really hope it will work!"

"Don’t worry, Charles. It will work. You put so much thought in it…" Pascale smiled first at her son, then at Lauren "I have a feeling it will work out." a knowing smirk on her lips "More than a feeling. I just know it will be fine. Perfectly fine."

Chapter 15 - I have a feeling it will be more than just perfectly fine 🤭 let’s see what happens 🥰 also, sorry for the looong delay, life got in the way 🙄

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[jinkoph03nix]

So. I made some bad decisions and a DC comics Formula 1 AU is the result of them. More info under the cut I guess lol.

TEAMS

Note: this is a no capes AU, and all sponsor companies are neutral parties because of it.

Wayne Industries (makes engines)

Bruce “Batman” Wayne

Tim Drake

Damian Wayne (backup)

Dick Grayson (former driver, no longer associated)

Jason Todd (former driver, retired due to injury)

Lexcorp (makes engines)

Clark “Superman” Kent

Conner Kent

Jon Kent (backup)

Queen Industries (makes engines)

Oliver “Green Arrow” Queen

Roy “Arsenal” Harper

Artemis Crock (backup)

Star Labs (makes engines)

Barry “Flash” Allen

Wally “Flamebird” West

Bart “Impulse” Allen (backup)

Atlantis (uses Star engines)

Kaldur’ahm/Jackson “Manta” Hyde

Garth “Tempest” Ranzz

Arthur “Aquaman” Curry (former driver, retired, now team lead)

Themyscira (uses Wayne engines) 

Donna Troy

Cassie Sandsmark

Diana “Wonder Woman” Prince (former driver, retired, now team lead)

Lantern Corps (uses Lex engines)

Hal Jordan

John Stewart

Kyle Rayner (backup)

Zatara (uses Wayne engines)

Zatanna Zatara

John Constantine

Kord Industries (makes engines)

Ted Kord

Jaime Reyes

Hawks (uses Lex engines)

Carter Hall

Shayera Hol

DYNAMICS

TEAM

Hawks and Zatara are relatively low performing teams, but have loyal fans that root for them as underdogs.

Kord makes its own engines but has only started recently, and used to be a relatively low performing team but has begun to make progress.

Lantern Corps, Themyscira, and Atlantis are all solidly performing and occasionally make it to top spots.

Wayne, Lex, Star, and Queen are all top performers, and all make their own engines. 

Wayne tends to perform the best overall and has the largest fanbase, but also has some of the most vocal critics, including some coming from inside the house.

INTERPERSONAL

Dick Grayson used to drive for Wayne but is now retired and fully supports his boyfriend Wally West's team, which initially caused a scandal when they started dating.

Jason Todd also used to drive for Wayne but got seriously injured during a race, prematurely ending his career. Nowadays, he's mostly out of the public spotlight.

Jason is also secretly dating Roy Harper, but the public has not found out yet.

Kaldur'ahm and Garth have the fiercest intra-team rivalry in the league, but it mainly stays on the racetrack.

Tim Drake and Conner Kent have the most public inter-team rivalry, but also regularly flirt with each other. The internet eats it up.

Roy and Wally have somewhat of a rivalry, but it’s less obvious to those on the outside.

Hal and Barry also have a bit of a rivalry during races, but are close friends outside of them.

Tim Drake and Damian Wayne have a very big rivalry but because Damian is consistently a backup driver, it normally does not gain much publicity. They, however, do not limit their rivalry to the race track.

Donna and Dick used to be rivals, but are now good friends and work together helping F1 Academy.

Bruce and Clark are constantly rumored to be secretly dating, but these rumors are unfounded (at least for now). They do not consider each other rivals beyond being the two drivers consistently vying for the top spot in races.

Jaime and Bart are really close friends, but rarely race each other because Bart is a backup driver. They hang out a lot in the paddock, however, and fans love their interactions.

Arthur and Diana used to have a massive rivalry, and it has continued into them both being team managers.

People speculated that Dick would’ve been contracted by Lex if he had kept driving, as he was pretty good friends with Clark especially.

PERSONAL

Bruce and Clark are hailed as the best two drivers on the track currently, and both have massive fan bases.

All of the Wayne drivers tend to be more serious/argumentative over comms, and are very competitive.

Bruce and Tim are a powerhouse for racing strategy, and their calls are almost always the right ones, even if their pit team doesn’t always trust Tim’s calls yet.

Bruce gets called a DILF a lot, but doesn’t know what it means, so he ends up accidentally playing into it

Dick Grayson used to be a fan favorite and The Eye Candy for the league. He was majorly respected by his team and fans because of his smarts and because he had a far more approachable personality than the rest of the Wayne drivers.

Since Dick left, he has functionally become an Instagram boyfriend for Wally. He also helps out with some of the F1 Academy/driver talent finding programs in addition to helping support Star.

Jason Todd used to be a very competitive driver and got a lot of fans because of his creative shit talking before he retired.

The Lex drivers are known for being very friendly both on- and off-track.

Conner tends to be reckless while driving, which has resulted in several times where Tim has gotten mad at him because of it.

Conner is very much a PR liability and will say the most random and out-of-pocket shit when you least expect it.

Conner is seen as a very “cool” and fashionable driver, which has gotten him a lot of fans.

Tim and Conner are both fan favorites and projected to be the spiritual replacements for Bruce and Clark when they eventually retire.

Bruce and Clark are both speculated to be preparing to retire soon, but still haven't done so.

Clark presents himself as more of a goofy dad off-track, and the other Lex drivers usually rope him into doing social media stuff.

Roy Harper and Artemis Crock both are highly competitive drivers and are the most likely to be guilty of swearing over the radio, which their fans all find funny as shit.

There’s also a very dedicated portion of the fanbase that finds Roy incredibly attractive.

Roy has fully shown up to race weekends with visible love bites before and has never acknowledged them. Most people suspect he's just dating a random person from his personal life that he doesn’t want to reveal because they’re not a public figure, but there is an extremely dedicated conspiracy community that thinks it’s Jason. Most people just meme those guys. Jason finds this funny as fuck.

Oliver Queen tends to be generally serious during interviews, but is also is down to do any social media trend he gets roped into. His fans call it cringe, but they keep watching regardless.

Oliver Queen’s wife Dinah Lance isn’t really associated with racing but she is an entertainer that is often featured at races. Outside of that, she doesn't pay much attention to the sport.

The Star drivers are all very friendly, but are very creative shit talkers over the radio.

The Star drivers are also known for their reflexes being very good even compared to other top teams, but are also known to overestimate the power of their cars.

Barry is seen as a goofy dad both in and out of the car, and will regularly crack jokes during races.

Barry also has a proven track record with very good strategy calls, rivaling those made by the current Wayne drivers.

Wally tends to be a bit more willing to take risks during races, but it generally proves well for him as he’s known for being really good at overtaking people.

Bart earned his nickname for just how risky some of his driving calls are, and they don’t always pay off. This is the main reason why he’s usually on backup.

Bart is also a PR liability because of how much he will run his mouth during interviews, which also makes the decision to keep him on backup easier.

Arthur is a really chill coach off-radio but is highly competitive on-radio, especially against Diana.

Kaldur'ahm tends to be a pretty chill driver but still takes his job seriously. He is mostly a team player nowadays except for when he’s dealing with Garth's antics.

Kaldur will try and one-up Garth’s attempts for fastest laps, and usually succeeds.

Kaldur is also seen as one of the better-looking drivers, but his fans tend to be more chill about it.

Garth is highly competitive but primarily against Kaldur, and does shit talk Kaldur if/when he successfully one-ups Garth.

Donna and Cassie are a fan favorite team, especially among younger female fans, and they are both incredibly sportsmanlike and personable. 

Cassie tends to be a pretty funny during interviews, but Donna tends to be slightly more reserved. Both are well-respected.

Donna also helps out with F1 Academy.

Diana is a relatively strict coach but makes good strategy calls and is highly respected by her team and fans. She also regularly hangs out with her drivers and acts as a mentor for them both.

The Lanterns are an older team and a bit more reserved than other teams, and are also very sportsmanlike. This gets them a lot of respect from the general racing fan base.

All the Lanterns are veteran drivers as well.

Hal tends to get called a DILF by fans, and while he takes the dad part in stride, he tries to avoid joining in on social media trends to avoid stoking the rest of the sentiment.

The Zatara drivers both tend to get a lot of thirsting from fans, and while they definitely play it up, they mostly treat it as a joke.

The Zatara drivers also tend to be pretty chill. Both realize and accept that they’re not the most competitive drivers, so they instead attract fans by being quite creative shit talkers.

Kord is an underdog team trying to become a consistently high-preforming team, and have a lot of people rooting for them because of it.

Jaime is a fan favorite especially because he’s pretty funny and a lot of people find him good looking.

Jaime doesn’t always make the best strategy calls, as he’s relatively new. He's getting better thanks to Ted's mentorship, however.

Ted is a bit of a goofy dad personality and is a veteran driver. His veteran status allows him to better mentor Jaime while still being the primary driver for the team.

Ted’s husband Michael Jon Carter is the gay equivalent of a massive wifeguy (positive), and shows up to all of Ted’s races. Fans find it very cute.

The Hawks are pretty chill, but also seen as very tired and not as invested in the racing anymore.

The Hawks also realize they're not a very competitive team, and do not pretend to be.

There’s been rumors of the Hawks disbanding for some time now, but they keep coming back because no other teams have been formed to replace them.

That's all I've got for right now, we'll see if I update this more. If you want to see more from this AU, let me know! Also you can blame @fivespade for me posting this (thank you for dealing with my ramblings about this AU bestie) :P

[syndrossi]

You know this ask-post of yours? It feels kinda cracky when I start to think about it instead of "semi happy" as you put it for best case scenario? But maybe that's me because when I actually start writing anything at all I always end up with an conversational and humorous tone, I guess? So that might just be me.

And I have no idea where this idea came from, as far as I know it has no basis in any asoiaf/got media, but I kinda like the idea that Jon, despite looking so much a Stark that Ned's children (sans Arya) look less Stark than him, all his /expressions/ are all Targaryen. You wouldn't know it without comparison, but when Winterfell suddenly has the late Queen Rhaella and an alive and for some reason a teenage Prince Reaghar in the courtyard all confused like and someone sees Jon near them they suddenly have a lot of questions! Especially when they pull the same face as a reaction to something in sinc! It's uncanny.

Also, in that au, though I guess it could be in both this one and restoration too, but in either of those, after confirming that Jon does, in fact, remember and is still /his/ Jon, would Reaghar freak out (even just in the privacy of his own mind!) over the fact that Jon, for some reason, omitted the fact that he happened to be his /son/? Whom he aparently didn't even have the opportunity to raise! It would be funny to read that in a morbid sort of way? I mean they are Targaryens! Their mothers are their aunts and cousins they should be used to weird family relations, but still!

I mean, the premise of Restoration itself (which isn't too different from "Rhaegar and Rhaella show up in Winterfell at the start of AGOT with dragons") is more than a little cracky. I'm just your opposite, where I like to take crack premises (Arthur Dayne appears suddenly and tries to join the Princesguard!) and try to treat them seriously. 😅

Well, the good thing about Jon potentially have very Targaryen expressions (quite possible if he inherited, say, Rhaegar's mouth and brow) is that not too many people are around who would even recognize them, including Ned. It's not like Ned was buddy-buddy with Rhaegar, and I doubt he ever got closer than twenty paces to Aerys or Rhaella, assuming he ever visited KL when younger. But I could see him studying Jon's face on occasion and going "that's not my sister's expression." And spending a moment panicking before reminding himself that no one would possibly make a Targaryen connection.

Except if you suddenly throw two suddenly-not-dead Targaryens into the mix, including Rhaegar at the same age as Jon, when their similarities would be most apparent!

I'm assuming the two of them get a quick history lesson while Ned is internally screaming about what to do with the smoking dragon guns pointing directly at Jon saying EXTRA TARGARYEN THAT I'VE KEPT HIDDEN RIGHT HERE. Fortunately, their dragons (or hatchlings, depending on age) mean they do have some leg up.

(Wait, does Ned try to pull the same Restoration AU story with Rhaella and Rhaegar??? *squints* Basically "this is Jon's baby mama, and uhhh he had a twin who my lover demanded to keep, so we split them up." Surely not. But he does need to buy some time for the dragons to be effective, and that will involve "hiding" Rhaella and Rhaegar somehow.)

But yes, just like Restoration AU, Rhaegar is going to be very upset about Jon withholding very pertinent information such as Rhaegar having been his (dead) father, WTF JON.

[specialagentlokitty]

Arthur(Merlin) x reader - in the snow

Hi! If you still write for BBC Merlin would you be able to write an Arthur x Merlin sister Reader? With the dialogue “Can you use magic?” “I feel unsafe answering that.” (from your 2024 prompt list). Thank you if you do write it! <3 - Anon💜

A/N: I realised I had spelled Gaius wrong after finishing this, but I’m really lazy and don’t wanna correct it 😂😭

You had no real interest in following your brothers footsteps to work for the royal family, you didn’t want to work for anybody else.

You were happy living on your own, away from the world with your house and your dog, your horse, your flowers.

You loved the way you lived.

And yes, every so often the knights would come to pick up your money you had to pay for your land, but since you grew your own food and sold your crafts in towns and villages it didn’t matter all that much to you.

Today was the day that they came to collect your payment, so you made sure to stay home.

Kneeling down in your garden, you were working on your flowers, carefully tidying them up and trimming them down.

You heard a bark, and you looked up.

“Rufus?”

Standing up, you brushed your hands on the cloth and looked to the dirt path where a few horses were coming down.

You grinned brightly when you saw a familiar face.

“Merlin!”

You quickly set everything down and made your way over, the moment your brother got down from his horse your crushed him into a hug.

“Hi!” You beamed.

Merlin laughed quietly, hugging you back.

“Hey, this place looks amazing.”

You pulled away, grinning proudly at him.

“I take pride in my work.”

You turned around to the knights and the prince that was with him, offering him a bow.

It was swift, elegant, you held a hand behind your back and one over your stomach as you leant down, lowering your head.

“Sire, it’s a pleasure to meet you. I’m (Y/N), I do hope my brother doesn’t give you too much trouble.”

“Nothing I can’t handle, thank you. It’s nice to meet you.”

You stood up, gesturing to the home.

“Rufus is no harm, I’m sure Sir Lancelot knows that.”

The knight smiled softly at you.

“It’s good to see you again.”

“You as well, I’ve got that tea you asked me for, would you like me to make you some?”

“Yes please, honestly you could open a tea shop because you make the best tea.”

You laughed a little bit, leading them all inside.

Only those three came inside, the other knights waited outside for them.

You sat them at a table, bringing over some bread you had made, and you made them all some tea, setting their cups down in front of them.

“Make yourselves at home, I’ll be right back.”

You went into your room, bringing up a floorboard to gather the money you owed before returning and handing it over.

Then you turned to Arthur.

“May I ask what brings you by sire? Normally this is not a matter for a Prince.”

“Merlin had been begging me for weeks to come, i guess it was curiosity to finally meet his sister. You’ve done wonderful things with this land. It was rundown the last I saw.”

“Thank you, the home itself was in good shape, it was a simple matter of getting some men from the village nearby to help clear it then set everything else up.”

Arthur nodded his head.

“How is it going? Have you been selling those crafts?” Merlin asked.

“Oh yes! People love them! They’re very helpful as well, especially for the farmers and the bakers, plant based baskets are easier to replace rather wood, and harder to break.”

Merlin nodded his head.

“You make things out of plants?”

“Yes sire, it is easier to get ahold of around here, they’re easier to work with as well. Especially Ivy. It is easy to manipulate the way it grows, and you can cut some away with the rest coming back.”

That was what caught his attention first, how compared to Merlin you were calmer, you were respectful to everybody even though you didn’t know them, and your craft.

Then there was your house, minimum decorations, just basic things you would need.

But outside was covered in flowers of all colours, the great wolfhound you rescued wondering in and out, and the horse outside just happily grazing in her paddock.

Arthur found himself coming back when he could, pretending to buy things that they needed in Camelot.

It was an excuse to see you, and he could try get there at least once a week since it was only a few hours there and back.

Arthur had to admit he was concerned when it drew to winter, because winter was harsh, and he couldn’t see how you would be able to survive there during the brutal winter.

“She’ll be fine, she always is. She knows how to get survive.” Merlin said.

“Merlin we are looking at the worst winter we’ve seen in years. It’s not even winter and we’re already getting snow. Your sister will be isolated out there for months if this carried on.”

Merlin paused what he was doing for a moment before he carried on.

“She won’t come here.”

“Excuse me?”

“(Y/N), if you ask her to come she won’t come.”

“Why?”

“Because she likes her own space, she doesn’t like crowded places like this and wouldn’t be able to live here for that long, a week or so would be fine.”

Arthur didn’t say anything, he carried on reading the book that was sat on the table in front of him.

“She’s also coming next week, to visit Guis.”

Arthur snapped his head up.

“Really?”

Merlin smirked a little, lowering his head as he carried on working.

“Yes sire.”

Arthur threw the book at Merlin who just barely dodged it and he left the room.

You arrived a few days later, staying mostly with Guis or Merlin if you could.

Arthur finally managed to find you while he was heading back inside the castle, you were stood outside with Rufus catching snowballs you threw.

He made his way outside, standing next to you.

“It’s far too cold to be outside.”

You turned around, offering him a smile.

“It’s nothing I’m not sure to this time of year, I was actually thinking about taking a walk. Do you know any good trails?”

“There is one, it’s possibly the safest. I’ll accompany you if you don’t mind? If anything happens to you I won’t hear the end of it from Merlin.”

You laughed softly at him.

“Yes fine by me sire.”

“Right, come wait inside.”

You followed him, and waited in the hallway.

It took a short while for him to come back, and he held out a thicker more elegant cloak out for you.

“Wear this.”

“Sire I can’t, that’s much to rich for somebody like me.”

“(Y/N) put the cloak on, and call me Arthur.”

You didn’t want to disobey him, so you put it on and he led you outside.

You could see that a few people walked the trail, but not many, and you two held light conversation as you walked.

It was nice for him to not have to act so important, and you were talking to him just like a normal person, as if you two were from the same town or village.

You enjoyed stopping to look at simple things, animals in the snow, the way the sunlight gleamed on the snow making it sparkle.

Arthur was just entranced by you, and how you just seemed so happy.

“You’re always so happy when I see you, why?”

“What is there to not be happy about? I have a home, a brother, a mother, I have friends, food. There is always something to be happy about.”

Arthur hummed a little, nodding his head.

“You wouldn’t want more in life?”

“Not when I already have everything. You don’t need to be rich to be happy, as long as you find something or someone that makes you happy it’s alright.”

Arthur glanced at you, and he smiled a little.

“That’s a very different take in the world.”

You beamed brightly at him, kneeling down to make another snowball for Rufus.

“Hey, look out!”

Arthur went to grab you but it was too late, you slipped down the hill, and he was rushing as fast as he could behind you.

When he reached the bottom he knelt down.

“Hey, hey (Y/N)?”

You grumbled a little, lifting your head to look at him.

“Hey, are you okay? Are you hurt?”

“My leg.”

Arthur nodded, looking down at your leg, gently touching it and you winced in pain.

“Here, come on, let’s move you up.”

Arthur helped you up, and you guys slowly walked along the bottom of the hill to try and find a way back up.

After a while you had to stop, so he took his cloak off and laid it on the snow and sat you down.

Rufus laid next to you letting out a whine.

“I’ll try find a way, I’ll be right back.”

You nodded your head, watching him leave.

You knew there wasn’t going to be one, a hill like that there wasn’t going to be a way back up that wasn’t covered in snow.

Making sure it was safe, you held out your hand, whispering something under your breath, and a small trail in the snow fell away, creating a path up.

You ran a hand over your dogs head, scratching behind his ears.

Arthur wasn’t gone long, and he came back, shaking his head.

“I couldn’t find one, I’m sorry.”

He knelt next to you, looking at your leg again.

“I did find some sticks though, do you have anything in that bag to help me make a splint?”

“Oh, of course.”

Opening it, you pulled out your scarf, handing it over to him.

“It’s not the best, but it should help. We’ll sit here and rest, then keep going. I think there’s a storm coming in.”

“I think I saw a path just over there, could you look?”

Arthur looked at where you were pointing.

“Yeah, of course.”

He got up, checking.

He made sure it was stable before grabbing you, helping you up it, then he crouched down.

“Get on.”

“I can’t do that, a Prince can’t be seen carrying someone like me.”

“I don’t care, you’re hurt, get on.”

You sighed, climbing on his back and he stood up, making his way back where you guys had come from.

“I’ll take you to Guis, hopefully you leg isn’t that bad.”

You nodded, resting your chin on his shoulder.

“How did you see the path, I didn’t see it.”

“Maybe in the panic you missed it? Or it blended in the with snow?”

“No, no it definitely wasn’t there.”

Arthur went quiet for a few moment.

“There’s only one thing I can think off.”

“What’s that Arthur?”

He paused walking, crouching down to set you on the ground before turning around to look at you.

“Can you use magic?”

You tried not to react.

“I feel unsafe answering that.”

“(Y/N), can you use magic?

“If I say yes you’ll have me killed, if I say no you’re not going to believe me, and have me killed. I’m sorry but I can’t answer.”

Arthur narrowed his eyes a little bit, and he spun around to a noise behind him but there was nothing.

Turning back around his cloak and yours were on the ground, and you and Rufus were both gone, leaving not even a footprint in the snow

[issdisgrace]

Shit I'm sorry I didn't notice the request info-

Okay, can I please request Thomas Shelby x Tall and buff male reader who's the sweetest thing on earth but has one "flaw".

He's too damn handsy. Place, time, people, pffff, suit, shirt, naked, he doesn't care.

He just really loves Thomas man tits and his ass.

Not in a teasing way, it just makes him relax.

Just Thomas's reaction and how he's dealing with it. Whatever.

Thank you~ 💕

4 TIMES MR. HANDSY STRUCK

WARNINGS: Accidental groping, purposeful groping, swearing, yeah thats about it.

A/N: I hope you like this. I had a fun time writing this, so please feel free to request again.

Y/n was a tall and buff man. He looked like he could kill anyone without a second thought. But in reality, he was the kindest and sweetest thing to ever walk the earth. He was a gentle giant in all senses of the word. But there was one thing about the man that many would consider a flaw. It was the fact that he was handsy, very handsy when it came to his partner, Thomas Shelby. The man couldn’t keep his hands off Tommy. So here are 4 scenes in which Y/n couldn’t keep his hands to himself.

Walking down the streets of Birmingham on the way to The Garrison. It was quiet and peaceful; the sun had actually been out. Unlike most other days in Birmingham. Y/n had his arm wrapped around Tommy’s waist as they walked, casually talking. Tommy hadn’t realized Y/n’s hand slipping closer and closer to his ass until the man squeezed it, causing Tommy to yelp in surprise.

“I didn’t mean to startle you. I’m sorry.”

“I wasn’t expecting it, that all.”

Tommy says brushed it off, and the two continued their walk.

The Garrison was loud with hustle and bustle of the man drinking inside. In a corner booth sat the Shelby family and, of course, Y/n. The family talked and drank, Y/n adding in every once in a while not want to interrupt those who were speaking. Y/n threw his arm overs Tommy’s shoulder and continued onto listening to the conversation at hand. Without even realized himself, his hand moved down and now was on Tommy’s chest. It wasn’t until John made a joke about it out that he and Tommy realized.

“Y/n, you done feeling up my brother for the night? It’s a bit distracting.”

Y/n’s face flushed, and he quickly unwrapped his arm around Tommy, covering his face in pure embarrassment.

“Sorry.” He mumbled in his hands as the family had a laugh.

It was sometime after 10pm when Y/n managed to covince Tommy to call it quits for the night and join him in bed. Y/n sat in bed paeintly waiting for Tommy to be done with his night routine and join him. Eventually Tommy join him and they curled up togeather. They talked for a little bit until Tommy relized Y/ns hands found there way to his chest.

"My prince, can you explain to me how your hands always seem to find my chest."

"I'm sorry. I didnt mean to."

"Shh. It is ok my prince. Im just curious."

"I dont know. I guess touching them grounds me. It makes sure i know that everyting going on is real. But i guess it also calms me. I'm sorry if i make you uncomfortable. I can stop."

"Its fine my prince. I dont mind."

Tommy was hosting a party for the Peaky Blinders in order to celebrate some of their new achievements. The rowdy men happily drank the beer that was in the house and chatted. Tommy leaned against the bar, talking to Polly when Y/n came up behind him, grabbing his ass gently with both hands. Then resting his head on Tommy’s shoulder. Tommy turned his head slightly to look at you.

“Do you need anything, my prince?”

“No, just a little bored.”

“Ok.” Tommy said, then returning to talk to Polly.

The Shelbys, minus Tommy, who was nowhere to be seen, were sitting around having a drink at The Garrison

“Is it me or is Y/n really handsy with Tommy? I feel like half the time I see him with him, he’s either grabbing Tommy’s butt or his chest. It’s fucking weird.” Arthur slurs slightly, the alcohol getting to him a bit.

“Oh no, he is. You're definitely not imaging it, Arthur.” Ada says.

“Sometimes I think the poor thing doesn’t even realize he’s doing.” Polly adds in.

“Its fucking funny as hell. Have you seen the way some newcomers react when they see it happening? It’s fucking priceless. Their eyes get all wide and shit and they look like they’ve seen the most traumatic thing in the world.” John said.

“I’ve heard some newcomers people ask around, asking if it was a normal thing.” Finn adds.

“I know it’s also grate to see their reactions when they're told it’s a normal occurrence.” John says. After he says that, out of nowhere Tommy appearing

“What are we discussing this fine evening?”

“Nothing.” The other Shelby boys say at the same time like a kid that got caught with his hand in the cookie jar.

[larluce]

Arthur and Merlin travel back in time without knowing the other is from the future too AU

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In Gaius Tower.

Merlin: (enters)

Gaius: Oh, Merlin, glad you're here.

Merlin: Sorry I was moving all my things to my new chambers. Do you need me to help you with something?

Gaius: (sighs, turning very serious) Merlin, my boy, we must talk.

Merlin: But I didn't do anything this time 🥺.

Gaius: No, it's not about you. Well, yes. But it's not because of something you've done... I think.

Merlin: (very confused) I don't think I follow...

Gaius: You are aware that the prince is... very fond of you, right?

Merlin: Oh yeah, sure.

Gaius: I mean he likes you, Merlin.

Merlin: I know, I like him too.

Gaius: (surprised) Really?! 😲

Merlin: Of course, we are friends. How can we not like each other?

Gaius: No, I don't mean in that way, Merlin.

Merlin: Well, I guess he likes me as his servant too.

Gaius: (explodes) Oh, for Gods' sake! I'm talking about romantic love! Of sexual attraction! That's what I'm talking about!

Merlin: …

Merlin: (burst out laughing) Ha! 🤣 Good one, Gaius.

Gaius: I'm not joking.

Merlin: (sarcastic) Yeah, sure.

Gaius: Merlin, Arthur has been obsessed with you ever since you got here.

Merlin: What on earth gave you that idea?

Gaius: He almost lost his mind when you were stabbed!

Merlin: So? He cares about his subjects. That's not strange.

Gaius: He had a man imprisoned for you.

Merlin: Lancelot, yes, and only because he wanted to teach me a lesson for risking my life 'unnecessarily' again. Very childish of him if you ask me.

Gaius: And when you invited a man to sleep in your room-

Merlin: Why does everyone say that like it's a bad thing?

Gaius: -He had you immediately move into the chambers next to his.

Merlin: He still doesn't trust Lancelot and he wanted me to be more comfortable, that's all.

Gaius: He gave you a flower! Tell me, how can that NOT be romantic?

Merlin: Oh, I suppose that could be misinterpreted. Even Lancelot interpreted it that way.

Gaius: Because it can only be interpreted one way!

Merlin: But I swear it has an explanation.

Gaius: I'm dying to hear it.

Merlin: You see, do you remember when Arthur came here to leave me a message for you when the plague happened?

Gaius: The message he never left you in the end because you were too busy talking about your favorite flower? Yes, I remember.

Merlin: I told him that my favorite flowers were forget-me-nots because it's not easy to find purple flowers and purple is my favorite color.

Gaius: A color that curiously only royalty can afford because it's very expensive to make, yes.

Merlin: Exactly! That's why I like forget-me-nots. They are easy to find in nature and they are free. And I told Arthur that: "There aren't many flowers that are purple."

Gaius: And in response he got you a purple lily.

Merlin: Yeah, you see?

Gaius: ...

Gaius: Are you supposed to be refuting me? Because it seems like you're agreeing with me.

Merlin: Gaius, don't you see? The idiot gave me the purple lily just to prove a point.

Gaius: Which is...?

Merlin: That there are other purple flowers besides forget-me-nots. He even wrote me a note telling me just that. That I simply didn't know how to search well.

Gaius: Merlin, do you know what the purple lily means in the language of flowers?

Merlin: "Passionate love." Why?

Gaius: 😒

Merlin: It's a coincidence, nothing more.

Gaius: Okay, let's talk about facts instead. Naturally purple lilies are very rare and difficult to find, to the point that even if someone from royalty wants some, it is more cost-effective for them to paint the lilies purple and, as you well know, purple dye is very expensive.

Merlin: (surprised) Really? I didn't know you could paint flowers. So my lily is painted?

Gaius: No, that's the thing. The prince, who we know has no shortage of money, despite being easily able to have a lily painted purple, decided to find you a naturally purple one and give it to you as a gift.

Merlin: (very impressed) Wow…

Gaius: Do you see it now?

Merlin: Yes… It's incredible that he would go so far just to prove a point.

Gaius: (drops his things) I give up. (leaves)

Time skip. In Arthur's chambers.

Arthur: (In his desk, writing in a parchment sheet, thinking) If Lancelot is here, the griffin will attack soon. (writes that down) What's next? The sidhes, I think. Then the black knight and the questing beast-No, the unicorn was before the questing beast. (Adds note next to 'Unicorn') Important: Don't kill the unicorn.... When was the battle of Ealdor? Was it before or after the unicorn? (thinks hard but can't remember) Well it happened around then. Hmmm... (adds note next to 'Black knight') Don't drink Gaius' drug.

Gaius: (knocks the door from outside)

Arthur: (hides the parchment) Come in.

Gaius: (enters and bows) Your highness.

Arthur: Oh, Gaius. What brings you here?

Gaius: I would like to talk to you... about Merlin.

Arthur: (stands up abruptly, worried) What happened? Is he hurt?

Gaius: No! It's nothing like that, sire.

Arthur: (sighs relieved) So? What is it?

Gaius: First, I want your highness to know that I really appreciate that you care for my ward so dearly. You didn't only give him the position of your personal manservant, you protected him and offer him your friendship even when there was no need and I will always be grateful for that.

Arthur: You don't have to thank me for that, Gaius. As you said, Merlin is very dear to me. I won't let anything happen to him. (thinking) What did that dollophead do this time?

Gaius: (uncomfortable) Right... however, despite my eternal gratitude, I must ask you... more discretion from your part, sire.

Arthur: (surprised and confused) Me?

Gaius: Some actions you have made regarding Merlin have caused... some worrying rumors to be made, sire.

Arthur: Like what?

Gaius: There are a lot, sire. But the most common one, I think, is that you took Merlin as your lover because Merlin is , pardon my words, a seductive greedy whore, sire.

Arthur: (scandalised, shouts) WHAT?!

Gaius: I know, very bold of them to accuse the prince of Camelot of sleeping with-

Arthur: They are calling Merlin a whore?!😡

Gaius: Uhm, yes, a greedy whore, but what I'm trying to get at is-

Arthur: This can't be. I'm going to fix it. Thank you, Gaius. (leaves)

Gaius: Wait! What are you going to do? 😨(goes after him, frantic) Sire? Sire!

Time skip. Arthur reunited with all the servants at his service (which means some servants like Gwen are not there) in the hallway.

Arthur: (with a branding iron in hand, threatening) This is used to mark the cattle but also to mark the gossipers. I do not tolerate gossipers, especially the slandares.

Servants: (scared as fuck, trembling in place)😨😱

Arthur: Rumors are forbidden in this castle. Even more if they involve royalty and those closest to them. I won't ask who did it. I don't care. I'm just warning you that if I hear anything remotely similar again (points the branding iron to them) all of you will pay the consequences. So if you don't want to be marked as cattle (walks and points the servants one by one) you better start controlling yours and everyone's tongues. Do I make myself clear?

Servant 1: (pales when he's pointed at and faints)

Arthur: (looks down as he falls, expressionless) You are fired. Let him know that when he wakes.

Other servants: (terrafied, with a high pitched voice) Yes, sire!🥺

Arthur: (leaves)

Gaius: (in a corner, just as terrafied) What the fu-😨

Time skip. Arthur and Merlin in Arthur's chambers.

Merlin: (putting Arthur his shirt on) Arthur, is there an important event today? Is someone important coming?

Arthur: No, why?

Merlin: Well, everyone seems in such a hurry lately. Every time I run into another servant they run away.

Arthur: Really?

Merlin: (nods, putting Arthur his jacket on) They always apologise though, before leaving. (thoughtful) It's weird. Maybe I did something to upset them?

Arthur: (dismissively) Sometimes there's just too much work in the castle. Don't overthink it.

Gaius: (enters suddenly, almost a wild expression in his face)

Merlin: (surprised) Gaius!

Arthur: (concerned) Gaius, is something wrong? You never enter without knocking.

Gaius: (turns to Merlin, very serious) Merlin, I need some errands urgently. (extends his hand with a peace of paper)

Merlin: Oh, in a minute. I need to-

Gaius: Now, Merlin. People's lifes are depending on it.

Arthur: Go, Merlin. I can handle the rest.

Merlin: (nods and takes the paper, very worried at the sudden emergency) I'll be back as soon as I can. (leaves quickly)

Gaius: (closes the door and turns to Arthur, sternly) This has to stop.

Arthur: (confused) What exactly?

Gaius: Your feelings for Merlin!

Arthur: Oh, that.

Gaius: Yes! I know you fancy him. Don't you dare deny it! 😡

Arthur: I'm not denying it.

Gaius: Please, Arthur! Everyone who has eyes can see-Wait you are not denying it? 😲

Arthur: I'm not.

Gaius: Oh... Okay

Arthur: And I don't just fancy him, I'm in love with him.

Gaius: (taken aback) I... didn't expect this much honesty... give me a minute.

Arthur: (nods in understanding and points to a chair) Do you want to take a seat?

Gaius: Yes, thank you. (takes a seat)

Arthur: I can bring you water if you like.

Gaius: No, it's fine. (sighs and looks at Arthur) How?

Arthur: (shrugs) How does everyone fall in love? It just happens.

Gaius: You've just known each other for less than a month.

Arthur: It's true, but I feel like I've known him for a lifetime. (thinking) 10 years to be exact. (says) I can assure you, Gaius, my intentions are nothing but honorable.

Gaius: I know you wouldn't force Merlin into anything he doesn't want to. That's not the problem.

Arthur: Then What is it?

Gaius: Sire-

Arthur: Arthur. Call me Arthur.

Gaius: The problem, Arthur, is that you are being too intense with your love. You even threatened those poor servants!

Arthur: They were insulting Merlin! 😠

Gaius: That's what I'm talking about! If you are not doing extensive searches just to bring him a flower, you are challenging anyone who has done the slightest offense to him. You were always very correct and careful with your image. Why can't you keep up appearances when it comes to Merlin too?

Arthur: Because I don't want to hide and repress what I feel! (thinks) Not anymore. (Says) And I'm not going to let anyone hurt him. (Thinks) Not again. I won't leave him alone again. I won't fail him again.

Gaius: I know you have the best intentions, but whether you like it or not, you are also harming Merlin with your actions. Your father doesn't have the best image of him at the moment.

Arthur: (worried) And Merlin? Does it bother him that-

Gaius: No, surprisingly, he isn't aware of your feelings yet. I even tried to tell him and he just thought I was joking. I don't know if he's very innocent or just too dense.

Arthur: (laughs, but then blushes a little and asks with a shy smile) But did he like the flower?

Gaius: Oh, for Gods' sake! Yes, he loved that flower and he loves everything you do for him. He may not be aware of your affections, but he's not exactly rejecting them. (Sighs) And that's what worries me the most.

Arthur: What?

Gaius: You are the prince and he is a servant and also a man.

Arthur: I don't care about that.

Gaius: But your father does and the entire court too. At some point you are going to have to marry a noble woman who can give you heirs. No matter how sincere your love for Merlin is, that is something you will not be able to change. You're going to break his heart even if you don't want to.

Arthur: I won't-

Gaius: Don't make me promises. You don't need my approval and whether I agree with this or not doesn't really matter. I'm only going to ask you two things. One, modesty. I think you can manage to woo and protect Merlin without being so brazen.

Arthur: Alright.

Gaius: Two, make things clear to Merlin before you start anything, because he won't believe you're in love with him until he hears it from your own mouth.

Arthur: I do plan to tell him when the time is right, Gaius. Don't worry.

Gaius: And Arthur... (stands up, suddenly threatening) Merlin is not just my ward, he's my boy. You may be The prince, but if you dare to hurt him-

Arthur: (firmly) I won't. I rather die before harming him in any way.

Gaius: (thinking) Yes, you say that now, but just because you don't know. (Sighs and says) Good. Now, if you excuse me, I must wait for Merlin in my chambers to prepare medicine for the imaginary patients I invented. (bows) Your Highness (leaves)

...

Scene where arthur is listing the 'events that are about to unfold' on a piece a patchment ☑︎

Credits to my best friend Rosangela, who helped me with some dialogues and situations, no only in this part, but several ones. Love you so much! ❤️

[tansyuduri]

Merlin Loregasm Rewatch S1E11

Hi Everyone! Welcome to my rewatch of Merlin focusing on the lore. I am a giant nerd so pretty excited about this. We’re on THE LABYRINTH OF GEDREF

Showing off hunting Trophies was a major thing in the Medieval ages. They were often used to decorate. Unicorn horns were especially valued. Especially considering the various ways they could combat poison. (An antidote if ground up, or making liquid bubble if dipped in it) What's that? Why of course there were unicorn horns all over in the middle ages. There was just one catch... These unicorn horns? They were actually Narwhal tusks

I find the categorization of magic creatures in Merlin interesting. Because there are some that need magic to be killed. (Griffin) Some that are rare and magical and DO NOT need magic to kill (Unicorn). Some who are tied to the spirit world (Manticore) and some that are created.(Afanc) And some that are not real world animals but do not seem to be magic at all (Serkets and wilddeoren)

There are also some that seem to be human-level or higher In inteligence. But it's not all of them. (Trolls, Sidhe, Dragons) COME TO THINK OF IT WHY ARE THERE ONLY DRAGON LORDS and not like lords of other creatures. This and the ability to give spells and bunish swords seem to imply dragons are the most magical of them all. HOW DID THE DRAGON LORD THING START. Were dragons bound to a bloodline or a few bloodlines? Did they accept it because before hand there were some kinda dragon civil wars? Was some human born with the soul of a dragon? Did a dragon turn human and have a child with another human and magic made that child the first dragon lord? I kinda like that one best. I should problubly have adressed this in the Balinor episode. I will again then.

Okay so from this I think we can conclude that killing a unicorn does not always curse an entire kingdom. It likely did this time because Arthur was a prince. My guess is that if a comoner were to kill it it would destroy their home, Perhaps in extreme cases their village (perhaps depending on what they identfy as) What would it do to someone who was a migrant I wonder? Just destory anything they use to travel? I'm assuming this because "very few" means there were a decent amount once. And unless Unicorns have a breeding problum SOMEONE had to kill them. And I don't think there are enough kingdoms for kingdoms always being destroyed

OKAY lets talk Medieval famine! While the Wealthy did indeed store some grain away, it was almost never enough to provide for the populace. Thus Medeval famines resulted in many horrible things. Besides rising crime and lawlessnes, Often children where abandoned and elderly people voluntarily starvedthemselves. While in the Merlin world welfare help seems to be on the royals, in the medival ages it was on the Church. The great famine of the 1300s actually underminded the church on the contenent because it could not keep up and everyone thought the famine came because god was angry. Interestingly in England People thought god was angry but decided it was with the king at the time and less the church, In Camlot it might lead to people thinking the same thing about the Pendragon Dynesty. (Especially since religon is not as big a deal) Ironicly in this case the people would be RIGHT thinking that. But Uther might be worried because the camalot people could very well ask themselves why the pendragons are being punished and go OH they were the ones who got rid of the old religion and banned magic. WHAT IF THAT IS WHAT THEY DID WRONG!

Yeah so at this point if Arthur and Merlin had not been able to cure the issue It was the end of Pendragon rule as people knew it. All your water turning to sand DOES NOT HAPPEN. even if they get water from other sources somehow. (Despite Arthur saying its the same thoughout the kingdom) God/Gods were VERY angry, or Sorcery caused this and is needed to fight it. (Merlin could not turn the sand back to water but might have been able to summon water like he does later)

First time we hear of a keeper or guardian of a magical thing. This will be a reocuring theme and I totally do not talk about it at all in any of my fanfics. ALSO Funfact "Anhorn" and "Anhorna" are old english words for unicorn. It seems likly his name is based on these.

Anhora: If you fail any of these tests camalot will be damned for all eternity. Okay does he mean just Camalot as a kingdom and if another kingdom took over the same spot it would be fine, or is this entire area of land doomed forever? Because it sounds like the later and if so ONCE AGAIN I MUST REPEAT MY EALIER THRORY ABOUT IT JUST BEING A KINGDOM DUE TO ARTHUR.

Historicly Tea is first mentioned in the third centery in China. It became Popular in the tang dynasty and spread to other east asian lands (618 to 907) This is after the time Merlin is set. So even if trade routes were much bigger (Like we explained might be the case in previous posts) It would not be a big thing yet. SOOO What Arhur and Gaius refer to as tea is likely an herbal infusion. (This is often ALSO refered to as Tea but doesnt have the actual Tea herb)

Arthur: They've come from the outlying villages in search of food. There is not enough rations to feed the people whoa re already here. Like I've said only the wealthy stored grain and not much of it. These outlying villages are likley the ones directly under Camalot's control and not under the control of a Camalot Lord.

Rats are actually consitered a delicacy of many cultures, some say they taste like wild game, others like Chicken, other say it has a taste all its own, In Asia especially you can find many rat dishes. Rat Pie was even a dish for both rich and poor in Victorain britain

Arthur: Ask the Neiboring kingdoms for help. They may be able to spare some food

Uther: Out of the Question. As soon as they realize how weak we are our enemies will strike against us

Arthur: You don't know that for certain

Uther: Besides I would rather starve then beg my enemies for help! What of our kingdoms reputation have you no pride?

Arthur: I cannot think of my pride while our people go hungry

I would like to point out that they can just rade valuables for food. Previous episodes have shown Camalot has a thriving trade network. They also have allies they can ask and not enemies but I expect Uther is too prideful to do that. And too afraid it would reveal things if there was a massive uptic in imported food.

No special info on this name.

Poppy was most likley used for this, Perhaps even Opium! Its also a respratory supressant and can explain why Merlin did not realize Arthur was still breathing. Another Possability is Dwale. (Lots of posionus herbs and bile used to not someone out if a limb needed to be removed) However it would have tasted so horrible that Arthur would have made a face. So I'm going with a mixture including poppy or Opium