#arthur pendragon hcs

[justaz]

*merlins magic gets exposed in front of the knights*

merlin, magic user: oh fuck

arthur, finally taking this opportunity to pretend as if he just found out merlin has magic after agonizing for the past month on how to bring it up: you have magic?

lancelot, merlin defender, already knew of merlin’s magic: no! i have magic

gwaine, merlin defender, already knew of merlin’s magic, lover of chaos, ride or die: no, i have magic!

mordred, desperate for his hero’s approval bc no matter what he’s done emrys just stares at him with distrust and the poor boy is tired and so close to tears: no…i have magic.

percival, raised by druids and bonded strongly with mordred over that and does Not agree with the persecution of magic in camelot, had an inkling that merlin had magic but no proof: no. i have magic.

*leon and elyan exchange a look, elyan, amused and leon, exhausted, elyan shrugs*

elyan, knows how much gwen adores merlin and completely understands her stance bc merlin…is merlin, down to clown and put on a show, really playing up the dramatics: no! i have magic.

leon, exhausted, has known of merlin’s magic since he stepped foot in camelot, knows of his feelings for arthur and arthur’s feelings for him, knows arthur knows of merlin’s magic and wouldn’t harm him, thinks everyone is being absolutely ridiculous:

*the knights stare hard at leon and even merlin looks slightly offended at leon not jumping to his defense with the rest of the knights, arthur hasn’t said anything and is staring at leon expectantly*

leon, sighing: …no. i have magic.

[tiredcowboyy]

sometimes I wake up In a cold sweat thinking about the idea that kilgharrah was just using merlin to get the outcome he wanted which was to end the pendragon bloodline. That he knew how it would end and that without merlin it wouldnt all occur, so he convinces him that all his decisions will help save arthur knowing damn well where it leads them.

[magiccourageandstrength]

Merlin Sword Fighting Headcanon

You know the headcannon where Merlin knows how to use a sword and turns out that he’s basically a master because of how much training he does with Arthur.

I think that it would be hilarious if he was only able to beat Arthur. Not because he’s skilled with a sword but because he knows Arthur’s every move. He’s been practicing with him for years, he’s bound to anticipate the next strike.

When it comes to any other knight though, Merlin has no idea what to expect. Because he doesn’t know them like he knows Arthur. When he spars with any of the other knights he loses, but when he spars with Arthur he wins in 2 minutes tops.

Imagine Arthur making him fight all of the round table knights and then him (maybe as some kind of punishment for being in the ‘tavern’). Merlin loses to each and every one of the knights. Arthur has been calling him names and poking fun at him as he does.

The tables completely turn when it’s Arthur’s turn to fight him. The knights gather round to watch as Arthur struggles to surprise Merlin with his attacks. Merlin even manages to get in a few jabs before he disarms Arthur.

Merlin brags about it for a week at least and Arthur sets up a private sparring session with him so he can become less predictable.

if there is a fic out there like this please tell me

[dandelionpixels]

merlin hcs

ask: Do you have any headcannons of Merlin growing his hair out all curly and everyone in the castle collectively loose their minds

- If you want a mental image, I’ve got you. Take this and this and this and enjoy. :3

- Like the grandpa he is, Gaius teases Merlin for it every morning. He ruffles his hair, mumbles something about being thankful while you have it, and sends him out the door with a tsk.

- It only takes a day or two for it go from subtle waves to quite noticeable, especially when Gaius makes him a shampoo better fit for the curly aspect. It wasn’t really an intentional choice on Merlin’s end, just happenstance from being busy and letting it do what it wants. This also meant he was starting to get slight stubble around his jaw, born from laziness about shaving.

- This switch also happened to fall on a rare weekend where Merlin didn’t really see anyone. Arthur was gone for business and Merlin took the weekend off.

- Gwen says something about it first, crossing him in the halls and stopping him to gently ruffle his hair and go, “Well aren’t you handsome, why have you been hiding this?” to which Merlin blushes (not used to compliments) and waves it off. Gwen continues down the hall, but calls back over her shoulder, “Make sure to ask the knights what they think!”

- Merlin also passes a couple ladies from town who, in no uncertain fashion, stare for long enough that even he notices.

- When he wakes Arthur up by yanking the curtains open and throwing an orange in his direction, Arthur doesn’t notice. Too blinded by sleep and sun and stress. It’s not until after he’s changed and emerges from behind the divider that his gaze flickers to Merlin and he pauses.

- Merlin makes a face, “What? Don’t be thinking about throwing something at me.” Arthur looks away, but doesn’t move, “Nothing, you changed your hair.” Having genuinely forgotten, Merlin pauses, “Oh- I suppose I did. Is that….a problem?” Arthur rolls his eyes, “Why would that be a problem Merlin? I doubt anything can worsen your servant skills any more than their current-,” He’s cut off by Merlin throwing his shoes full speed at him.

- When they run into the knights in the armory, Merlin keeps remembering Gwen’s comment about what they would think. He decides not to say anything, but it doesn’t matter because the second they go outside and the sunlight hits them, Gwaine clocks him immediately.

- “Woah, hold up! You did something, fess up!” Merlin groans but smiles despite himself, “C’mon, don’t do this-,” Percival cuts him, “He’s right though! You’re all rugged now.” He lowered his voice when he said rugged and Merlin and Arthur both make a grossed-out expression. As Elyan opens his mouth to agree, Merlin surrenders, “I grew out my hair a little bit, it got wavy, can we move on now?”

- Gwaine wolf-whistles and the knights burst into laughter. Arthur rolls his eyes and gestures with his sword, “Can we get back to training?” Lancelot grins, “What, are you upset we think Merlin looks nice?” Arthur shoots him a very pointed glare and gestures everyone out into the field.

- Later that evening, Morgana comes to visit Arthur while Merlin’s getting dinner set up. She goes to wave a quick hello but pauses upon seeing him, “Merlin! Your hair looks lovely.” He grins bashfully, “Thanks.” Arthur groans, “Doesn’t anyone in this castle have anything better to do than pay attention to Merlin’s hair?” Morgana shrugs, “Do you not like it?” Arthur stiffens slightly, “I didn’t say- I just don’t care about it.” Gesturing vaguely around, Morgana continues, “It’s not a crime to think he looks nice Arthur, everyone in this castle thinks he looks nice. You’d be crazy not too.”

[counting-stars-gayly]

Thinking about how, for Merlin, the events of the show happened so long ago that he can’t possibly remember much, and the memories he does still have are probably vague. So when Arthur returns, with everything far more fresh in his mind, he probably keeps referencing events that Merlin has forgotten or is confused about, and it breaks both their hearts.

[imagine-to-be-a-pike]

Leon knew he had failed. He did not fail as a knight. He failed as a friend. He failed as someone who swore to protect him.

He took a step towards the tent, a mixture of blood and sweat running down his forehead, reminding him of what he had just participated in. What Arthur had just participated in

Arthur. Barely 14 years old. Such an innocent and lovely soul. and now he stood in the middle of the tent and shook. The slightly too big armor (despite trying to adjust it) hung on his barely teenage body. The blood-covered armor. Not just the armor. That bright face, golden hair suddenly faded, flooded with a monstrous red.

He looked at him. He knew that look, he remembered it perfectly. Betrayal. He first saw it in the boy's eyes when his father first ordered the guards to take him to the dungeons. Leon swore then that he would never be the cause of that hurt, betrayed face.

He didn't even dodge the piece of armor thrown at him. If it hurt, he deserved it. How ironic the blond's words from a few hours ago sounded now

,,I can't wait to become a real knight like you"

A real knight should protect people. Not mercilessly murder them. Not what Leon just did. not what Arthur was just forced to see. "What a monster he must think I am now" Leon thought. He had seen Arthur's looks during the execution he was forced to watch and they were nothing compared to the horrified looks of those blue eyes as the horror unfolded around him. He saw the mouth open in a silent scream of terror, maybe both, as he swung his sword at the child.

It's funny how a person you thought was perfect can, in a matter of minutes, turn into the worst monster in your eyes.

He wanted to explain himself, apologize, say anything. He was ready to scream, cry, throw things. But the blond just stood there with shaking hands, rubbing his arms as if he was trying to scratch the blood away along with the skin.

,,why didn't you ever tell me?"

Good question.He knew what happened during raids. It wasn't his first time. But he was afraid. He knew how Arthur idealized him. He knew how much boy needed someone to be a role model, someone to give him some approval. But Leon was also a coward. He didn't want to lose someone he practically saw as a little brother. He didn't want to lose his little sun that shone even after the worst training.

He remembered his panic when Arthur, encouraged, told him he was going on another raid. Panic at the truth. Panic that this sweet soul would face a horror that a child shouldn't be exposed to. His prince was overjoyed but the road to the camp was a slow countdown for Leon.

,,These were innocent people... children... women... and all of you....just"

Arthur's eyes were wet, tears mixing with the dirt on his cheeks.

,, Arthur .."

,,leave me"

There was something new in these blue eyes. Not just hurt and betrayal. Coldness. Coldness that Leon saw in one person. The person Arthur should never be reminded of. And he left. And if only he knew that was the last time he would address his prince by his name.

[animucrystal]

do people really look at arthur and just go “yeah hes allistic” like that is the most autistic man ive ever seen (half joking). arthur is so driven and steadfast in his ideals so when something shakes him it shakes him Hard. its hard for him to regulate emotions well (trauma + autism). he trusts easily, which is funny because he says he doesnt when he so clearly does. hes “dense” at times and doesnt pick up on a lot of subtleties, and when he does he finds it hard to express what he wants to say (again this is both a trauma thing and an autism thing). he fidgets, especially with his mothers ring. theres alot more i could name but thats all i could think of right now

some hcs: he likes routine and this is mostly the reason why he gets annoyed at merlin whenever he unknowingly derails it, i got this one from a fic actually but i think one of his special interests is just like cataloguing and organizing things and when he was younger he liked doing that with bugs and as he grew older he had to focus his attention to more “practical” things (because of uthers insistence) so he does this with weapons as well as like utilizes this skill in directions as well, this guy hates so many textures i feel and all day everyday hes seconds away from a meltdown (which manifests into snappy anger) but he grits through it because he cares more about duty than his “weird brain problem”

i think itd be funny (and sad) to imagine arthur thinking he was probably cursed as a child, then a magic a reveal happens, then after all of that arthur asks merlin if he Is cursed and merlin is like “i think youre just. Like That. but thats okay im also kind of Like That” and arthur realizes that his manservant truly was just a little weirdo and that wasnt just his magic talking and maybe HES also a little weirdo. solidarity

[dawnstudies]

BBC Merlin headcanon: Arthur just loves guns. Like the moment Merlin introduces him to pistols and shotguns, Arthur motherfucking Pendragon is sold. He'd be there going out practicing every day, becoming a police man after Merlin forged him some documents, and the funny part? Merlin himself is absolutely terrified of it all. After the destruction he'd seen them do, he hates all sorts of new weapons. But of course he supports his husband in his dreams and soon comes to terms with the fact that there's like five guns in their house, all in Arthur's collection of weapons. And he'd have grenades and all sorts of relics that'd be worth millions of dollars but he loves them because when he thinks of how easy it would've been to win with them back in their times, there's a rush of adrenaline that comes with the thought.

So, yea. Modern Age Arthur loves guns and becomes a policeman. And Merlin is worried (as always)

[turtlefordestiel]

I think at first Arthur ✨️THOUGHT✨️ he loved Merlin in a platonic way cause he didn't realize he could even like guys like That until really later on s4 ish he sees Merlin doing something and his sleeves are rolled up and then he sees a flex and he goes OH 😍😫 damn and then a few nights later he wakes with a start and bolts upright with a horrifying though he's IN love with Merlin and isn't that a thought. He'll deal with this later he thinks. After a while he falls back asleep and has his usual dream of Merlin and him living on a farm but now there's a little More involved.

[artmistersealy]

merlin bbc and harry potter crossover, where merlin comes to teach at hogwarts seemingly just for fun

to see how great the newest generation of warlocks is

yet no one knows that he is only there because at certain hours of the evening the castle looks just like the great camelot that is long destroyed

and this is as close as he gets to the only times he was happy

[arcturusqww]

Arthur pendragon x blind! reader Hcs+small fic in the end

Warnings: Fem reader, blowjob, pet names(love, good girl etc.), pussy slapping, hair pulling.

Info: Fluff, smut under the line. Arthur has both arms.

-This man is would never and NEVER let you get hurt

-So the castle is rebuilt all over with chaos, no sharp edge left, smaller steps etc

-He gets rid of any possible harm

-“Feel safe whenever you’re walking, my love, i made sure nothing’s going to harm your pretty self.”

-He already doesn’t like you doing things on your own so he’s happy that you’re restricted smh

-Tho, he’d never say that to your face since he knows it’s a sensitive topic for you

-“Don’t get up, love. I’ll get it for you.”

-Chaos is always at your service as well

-Purple hands guiding you, helping you eat, change, shower… anything you can think of

-If you miss a step, he’ll just make a step appear or a big plush for you to fall on

-“Got you, careful there, love.”

-He makes an effort to not to startle you

-Always talks before touching you so that you won’t feel startled, even for a second

-“It’s just me, don’t worry.”

-He doesn’t let you be alone with someone he doesn’t trust

-He knows you’d be easy to take advantage of because of your condition

-So unless he trusts the other person with his whole being—4 evils, probs— they can’t get near you, let alone be alone with you

-If you ever feel insecure about it, he’ll be there

-Constant reassurance, telling you how much he loved you and that it doesn’t matter

-I said it before, he’s even happy that he has a reason to do everything for you

-So it’s a good thing for him, really

-But he also understands how you feel and will always make sure you’re secure and happy with the way you are

-“Nonsense. Why would it matter? You’re my queen.”

-If you feel you’re taking up so much of his time he’ll be offended

-Excuse you? He’s always available for you

-What kind of a king would he be if he can’t even take care of his queen?

-“Haha, your jokes are funny, my love. I’m being too busy for you? Impossible!”

-I said he doesn’t want to startle you but if he’s feeling teasing he may take quiet steps and stand in front of you before giving your cunny a small slap

-Tho, you’d know it’s him from the hearty laugh that follows after— no one else would dare to touch you anyway

-“Haha! boo.”

-He guides you, helping you find his cock, fixing your hole on it

-He mumbles encouragements to you if you want to do it without his help

-“You got it, love. Good girl, go ahead. I’m so proud of you. Mhm, right there.”

-It feels edging

-He loves it when you start from his legs to go up to his cock

-He watches when you try to put it in your mouth, accidentally making his hardness press against your cheek then drag your mouth to it

-“You look so hot like this.”

-Viewing your condition as a blindfold kink is a no for him if you aren’t interested

-But if you are into it then he will happily play along and include bondages

-“You like it when i do whatever i want to you, do you? Good girl, so wet for me.”

-Aftercare is all on him most of the time

-He lays you down, cleans you up then himself and probably massages your body

-He doesn’t like receiving after care from you since he thinks it’d be harder for you than the usual

-But if you’re too willing, he’ll guide you

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“Mm, yeah right there, love.” Arthur mumbles softly while gently holding your hair in the back of your head in a bun with one of his hands.

Your hands wandered over his smooth thighs. They rode up to his v line before moving right back on his balls. You grope them suddenly without a warning, it earned a sharp moan from him. “Sorry..” He just hummed in response to your apology, massaging your scalp in a soothing manner.

You continued. His half hard cock grew harder with your hands stroking up and down on his shaft. He helped you guide your mouth onto his tip, gently pulling your hair back before pushing it towards the pink tip. Pre-cum started to leak when your lips wrapped around it. He let out a small moan his empty hand moved to your cheek. He gave it a small tap and rubbed his thumb against your cheek.

“Good girl..” He hummed softly while you took more of his cock in your mouth, one of your hands went to his balls and rubbed them with the inside of your hand, the other one still stroking the parts that wasn’t in your mouth.

After a small while you took most of his shaft in your mouth, his tip hitting the back of your throat. His balls and the rest of his cock still getting stroked by your hands. His expression was flushed, he gritted his teeth when small grunts left through.

His eyebrows knit together and he started to buckle his hips upwards and helping you move your head up and down on his cock by your hair, trying to reach his high a little bit faster. He let out a louder groan while he spilled his seed into your throat. His knit eyebrows eased up.

“Thank you, my love.” He murmured with his chest rising up before easing out with a long, satisfied sigh. You slowly pulled your mouth away from his cock, making sure to collect the sticky cum on your tongue and gulping it down.

[justaz]

omg omg omg

arthur gives merlin his mothers sigil thinking that hes going to die and wants to finally tell merlin how he feels and what better way of conveying the intensity of his emotions and how serious he is other than marriage? merlin accepts the sigil which means theyre married!! yay!! only. they both survive and arthur QUICKLY realizes that merlin has no idea the significance of the sigil. he has no idea theyre married. and arthur has no idea how to tell him bc then he’ll have to explain WHY he gave him the sigil aka WHY HE PROPOSED and now that hes not staring death in the face. he just. cant.

blah blah blah time skip to happy ending

the druids invite arthur and merlin to a celebration of the unification of emrys and the once and future king and the fruition of their destinies. merlin and arthur are excited bc finally peace is here and magic is returning and this can be the next big show of trust and reconciliation between camelot and the druids and so theyre there in the druid camp having fun when theyre approached and asked to participate in the ceremony. theres a huge buzzing crowd watching as the elder druid ties their hands together and goes on and on about the magnificence of two men standing before them and their great destinies and how the two sides of the same coin are joined finally as the prophecy said all those years ago. merlin doesnt realize it was a handfasting ceremony until hes talking to a few of the druids later on

anyway. merthur accidental wedding(s). now they both know theyre married but they dont know the other knows theyre married bc different ceremonies and traditions and all that. arthur is all awkward about it bc hes emotionally constipated. merlin is convincing himself he doesnt have to bring it up to arthur bc its not like the DRUID marriage ceremony is legally binding in camelot. they didnt sign any papers or anything. theyre not really married in camelot so arthur doesnt have to know. and then merlin can selfishly keep this truth close to his heart. even if its not reciprocated.

married life shenanigans ensue. merlin and arthur both have to physically stop themselves from calling the other their husband. jealous spats when out in the tavern or when visiting royals/nobles stop on by. leon knows all and is this close to snapping. extra protective idiots. and idk someone catches merlin holding the sigil and explains the significance of it or a druid asks arthur where his husband emrys is and my boy is STRESSED about being caught but then the druid brings up the handfasting ceremony. stupid idiot x stupid idiot.

you see my vision, right?

[tiredcowboyy]

I always find the posts/fics where leons just so over witnessing merthur pining so funny. Like that man really had to see them from the start and the tension between them grow and he just had to sit and watch. Like I imagine every time a new knight joined they all brought the weird vibes up and leon each time was more and more over it.

Like it stared w lance early on being like

Lance: hey leon, is it just me or are arthur and merlin lowkey pining for each other

Leon: oh thank god! Someone finally brought it up, yeah theyve been like this for a while-

But then ended up as

Percy talking to the knights as they watch merlin and arthur bicker (read: flirt): ok but, does it seem like theyre fli-

Gwaine, sounding exhausted: yeah theyve been like this for a while

Percy: really? And theyve still not done anything about it?

Leon the long suffering, whose now had to watch them for almost 10 years: *eye twitch* nope.

Edit: just gonna leave these screenshots here

[roosterlasagne]

BBC Merlin writers really missed out the best friend energy with Gwen. She's the first friend Merlin meets in Camelot, what do you mean he didn't tell her of his magic?

I would love to have a few episodes of the Merlin, Gwen, Lancelot trio where Merlin is trying to discreetly-not-discreetly take care of the villain while Lancelot is trying his best to help him with the stealth and makes excuses for him while Gwen is the one with the braincell making sure it all doesn't go to shit.

Merlin would find out of the threat from Arthur or due to Arthur and he would then relay this to Lance and Gwen. They talk about how best to deal with it and they ALL go down to see Kilgarrah cos more people need to question his bullshit, it's extremely hard to do that when you're the only one confronted with it. And same with Gaius, although his is more caring but still detrimental at times.

Gwen will be the one to persuade Merlin to tell Morgana of his magic and help her. While both Gwen and Lancelot, and later also Morgana, make sure that Arthur learns that magic isn't so bad. And then Merlin would tell him of his magic and Morgana will feel safe to also come out with her magic.

And then for bonus points merthur

[quotidian-oblivion]

Your go, Ms Void!!

Headcanon about Arthur (or Freya??)

Agh. I always take so long to come up with headcanons lmao

I've already done a couple on Arthur, but hmmm, let's see... Freya...

In my world, if Freya survived, she would be able to change in and out of her Bastet form whenever she liked (except for a few limitations like maybe she has to shift at least once a week or something because the curse is just so intertwined with her body).

My biggest headcanon that also fits in with canon is that the Bastet curse was taking up all her magical abilities which is why we don't see her doing any magic in Merlin. She used to have the magical abilities of an average person (say a step below Gaius's power), but when she was cursed, the curse caused her magic to turn against her and regularly turn her into a bloodthirsty-Bastet each night.

Which is why Merlin was the only one all this time who was able to calm her down in her Bastet form. 1) Because she loved Merlin and his soft, gentle and reassuring ways deeply and also 2) because Merlin is Emrys, he is magic and so he was able to reach out to Freya's magic through their connection with one another and calm it down.

And before the Lake of Avalon, while Merlin was sobbing and whispering for her to not let go, his magic listened and made Freya the Lady of the Lake. The Triple Goddess saw what Merlin was (subconsciously) doing and since he's Emrys, she trusted his reasoning and helped with the process to make Freya the Guardian of Avalon.

That's my two cents!

[sloubs]

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