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thee-bat-boys · 1 year ago

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Could we get a merlin fic maybe? Flangst would be appreciated!

*if the gif is yours please let me know and I'll credit you/take it down*

warnings; shouting (ish??)

a/n; i hope you like it! Let me know what you think, I loved writing this for Merlin!!

Merlin x gn reader

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"You could have died!" Y/n wasn't usually one to raise their voice, especially not when Prince Arthur was within ear shot, but they couldn't help it. Merlin stood in front of them, a sheepish look on his face with a serious glint in his eyes.

"I'm sorry but it's my-"

"Your destiny, yes, I've heard it a thousand times!" Their voice grew quieter as they spoke, again mind on Arthur being within earshot. Y/n shook their head, taking a deep breath as they took another step towards Merlin.

"You mean so much to me Merlin, you know that, and I understand that it is your destiny to protect Arthur but please, think about someone else." They could feel the tears welling up in their eyes, willing them to go away. "Think about the life we have in front of us, the wedding and the home we are going to create when we're back in camelot. Think about me."

Merlin was silent, unsure of what to say to y/n as they stood in front of him nearly in tears. Being related to the King of Camelot had often meant y/n's feelings remained their own, no one able to pierce their heart, but now stood in front of merlin, y/n's heart was on their sleeve.

Instead of allowing Merlin to say anything, overcome with emotions, y/n bid Merlin goodnight and took themselves to bed. Merlin watched them leave, Gauis in his head telling him what the right thing to do would be. Away from home Merlin realised that y/n most likely would be overly emotional, especially at the prospect of not even returning to Camelot.

As the night grew on, snores sounded around y/n as they lay in bed. Sleep evaded them, no hint of tiredness in their eyes as they lay staring blankly at the dying fire. A rustle alerted them to someone moving closer, hand inching closer to the dagger they kept under the blanket.

"It's me." At Merlin's voice they relaxed slightly but not fully, not after the way y/n had spoken to Merlin earlier in the evening. "Can I sit?"

"Yeah, whatever." Y/n was glad Merlin still wanted to sit by them but didn't want to appear that way, acting indifferent. There was a silence as Merlin took a seat, sitting close enough that he was slightly touching y/n, able to feel their warmth from under the blanket.

"I'm sorry." Y/n swallowed as Merlin spoke, his voice low so no one else could hear. "I'm sorry that I didn't think of you, that I don't think of you when I go into danger. It's hard, knowing there's someone who cares about me as much as you do, that-" Merlin's voice broke slightly, y/n turning round so they were now facing him.

"That I have a life ahead of me that isn't just my destiny, that isn't just protecting Arthur." He looked down at y/n, love in his eyes as he did so. It knocked the breath out of y/n, realising how much Merlin loved them.

"I understand Merlin, I really do and I'm sorry too. I shouldn't have spoken to you like that, I just worry every time you leave to do anything. Not just that you'll die but someone will find out and I'll have to watch you die for the way you were born." Y/n signalled for Merlin to lay down, he did so and y/n moved closer so their head was nestled in Merlin's chest.

"I couldn't bear to lose you Merlin, not when we have a life together."

Merlin smiled, placing a kiss on the top of y/n's head. "Maybe that's my destiny, to love and be loved by you."

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gayandfairycore · 2 years ago

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for any Percy Jackson x reader they will be the book characters purely for the fact I feel uncomfortable writing fanfiction about characters whose actors are literally like 15…

That being said I will write scenarios that are in the show but not with show actors cause they’re children

• I am willing to write any character mentioned above or if they appear in the series (only by request)

• I also may take awhile getting to requests, or completing them)

I do write smut, but all characters are aged up

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•incest

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streets-in-paradise · 2 years ago

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Whwt are your rules and character list?

Hi!!

i'm still in process of writing an extensive guideline, but I can quickly tell you some bassics that i think will be good enough for now :)

What I don't write:

Smut ( i tried it only once and i'm not good at it), ship fics ( except a very reduced list of ships i like enough to write fic about) and real life persons fics.

Some things out of my comfort zone that I may still try depending the context of the request:

-Pregnancy fics ( not my favorite escenario to write about)

-Triggering topics ( mental illness, addiction, ED, etc).

Things I write about:

-Fem, Male and Gender Neutral Readers. I have most practice with fem readers and i have wrote a few gender neutrals. No one has requested a male reader so far and I haven't written one yet but i would still take the request and see how it turns out.

In general, send me the ask first and I will tell you if the request is fine for me. I don't mind answering as many messages as necesary.

Media I write about:

My main ones lately have been Troy (2004), Prince of Persia: The Sands of Time, Chucky and Stranger Things, but i have wrote for some others too.

Check on my masterlist ( pinned post) to see all the fandoms/ media i have wrote about so far.

Some media i haven't post about yet but want to try : lotr/the hobbit ( i already have a bilbo x reader request on my drafts), BBC Merlin, Pirates of the Caribbean and The Mummy. This are the ones that are occuring to me ríght now, but almost anything historical epics or fantasy - adventure (except got) i love.

Characters I write for:

From my main fandoms/ media.

Troy (2004)

Everyone, I would write for any character of the entire film. From the main ones to background characters.

My favorites are Achilles, Paris, Hector, Patroclus, Eudorus and Odysseus, but from this film i would write for literally anyone.

Prince of Persia

Prince Dastan

Prince Tus

Prince Garsiv

Princess Tamina

Chucky

All the survivors ( specially Andy Barclay).

I do can try writing for Chucky or Tiffany, but i'm less skilled with their characters.

Stranger Things

All the older teens except Billy Hargrove.

For the younger characters I would accept only platonical fics.

Note: If the character or fandom you want to ask me about isn't here, ask me anyways. I may have watched the movie or show despite not being in the fandom and if that's the case, i can still try writing for it :)

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make-me-imagine · 4 years ago

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As you wish

Mystery Prompts: Fandom: BBC Merlin. Character: Arthur Pendragon. Prompt List C: Prompt: “Are you Jealous??”. Theme: Feel-Good.

Note: Confession: The actual prompt that corresponded to the requester number is “You’re one hell of a girl/guy” but since I try my best to only do gender neutral I removed that prompt, so it no longer counts lol, that makes the ‘are you jealous’ the next prompt.

Requested by: @thebookbakery

Pairings: Arthur Pendragon x Gen!Neutral Reader

Mystery Prompts Post

Triggers: None Words: 1,138

You paced quickly down the stone corridors of the castle, hands gripped tightly to the wooden tray in your hands. You moved gracefully as to not knock anything on the tray over.

“Y/n!” you heard someone greet you from behind, hearing them approach quickly. You slowed as you looked over your shoulder smiling at the approaching Prince.

“Hello Arthur” you greeted as he fell in pace next to you, his shoulders almost brushing yours.

He looked at the tray in your hands and quirked his brow “Hungry are you?” he teased, acknowledged the decent amount of food on the tray.

“This is not for me” you replied with amusement.

This only confused him more “Since when are you a palace servant?” his voice held a hint of amusement.

You smiled at him “I’m simply doing a friend a favor”

“Gwen?” he asked, you shook your head.

“Gwaine” you answered.

“Ah” Arthur replied simply, seeing a mix of confusion flash across his face before realization.

Gwaine had recently been injured on a quest with Arthur and the rest of the knights. A quest Uther did not give him permission to go on. The injury of one of the knights only made Arthur’s punishment worse. Gwaine now was holed up in bed, and when you visited, he mentioned he was hungry. So you decided to bring him some food.

“He guilted you into serving him then aye?”

You smiled “Noo, he might have mentioned he was hungry, but I was the one who offered to bring him food.”

“Maybe I should have gotten myself injured” Arthur quipped before snatching a grape from the tray.

“Don’t say that Arthur” you warned, the idea alone scaring you.

Arthur picked up on this, touched by your concern as he felt his heart skip heavily in his chest. Leaning down slightly to meet your eyes he spoke with a hint of sarcasm “As you wish.”

“Why would you say that anyway?” you quipped “Are you jealous?”

He chuckled, and you did not fail to notice the slight tint of red that appeared on his ears “Well, I have to admit, having you bring me food does have a certain appeal to it. At least I know you take more care with the try than Merlin does.” His eyes met yours for a moment, hesitating before he looked away.

You chuckled, knowing exactly what he was referring too. It was a miracle if Arthur would receive one of his meals with all of the food still on the plate, rather then on the tray itself.

“Arthur!”

You and Arthur turned to see King Uther calling Arthur from across the grounds as he motioned for him to come, same stern look on his face.

Arthur raised his hand in acknowledgment before turning to you, his look of mild disdain changing into a smile “I’ll see you later yeah?” you nodded your head with a smile, your heart skipping a beat at the genuine smile he held for you “Don’t let Gwaine use you as a servant”.

“And don’t go getting yourself into any more trouble” you responded, referring to his most recent quest.

He turned back to you and bowed slightly “As you wish” he quipped one more time with a grin.

You continued on down the hall smiling to yourself. An idea popping into your head, causing your smile to become a grin.

You stood outside of Arthur’s chambers, breathing in a few times to calm yourself, unsure of why you were so nervous. No that was a lie. You knew exactly why. It was the same reason you were always nervous around him. You shook your head lightly as you tried to calm your demeanor again.

Inside his chambers Arthur sat at his table looking down at the documents his father gave him to go over. He sighed as he did so, tired from his days work. This was the upteenth assignment his father had given him in response to his quest. He knew he was lucky he didn’t get a worse punishment, but damn did he hate paperwork.

Hearing a knock at the door, he simply called out “Come” thinking it was Merlin with his dinner.

You opened his door, seeing him staring down at the papers on his table with a disgruntled look on his face. “You can just set it down here” he said without looking up, pointing at an empty space on the table.

“As you wish” you said, your voice making his head shoot up in surprise.

“Y/n? Wha-” his eyes fell to the tray of food in your hands that you began to set down on the table. He met your eyes and saw your slightly mischievous smile. A smile spread across his own face as he shook his head “What are you doing?”

“Hmm?” you asked glancing at him “Oh, just a favor for a friend” you mused.

Arthur felt his neck and ears growing hot as he tried not to flush at your gesture “Merlin?” he asked with amusement.

“Oh, no. You” you set a cup next to him and filled it with water “I thought you deserved to get a plate of food not disheveled by Merlin’s clumsy hands”

Arthur’s eyes grazed over the plate, each food was set perfectly on the plate, none of it halfway off the plate or on the tray. He smiled and shook his head “Thank you Y/n” he smiled meeting your eyes.

Your eyes locked for a moment, a buzzing of emotion, attraction between them. A feeling not unknown to either of you, but always disregarded. You smiled before breaking the gaze “You’re very welcome.”

As you finished setting up his food, you took the papers from in front of him, stopping him before he could object “Dinner is for eating, not for working. You can finish when you are done.” you looked at him with a friendly yet warning smile. He rose his hands in surrender as he smiled at you.

As you rose you cleared your throat putting on the countenance of the other palace servants “If that will be all your highness I will leave you now.” you curtsy with a small smile and turned to leave.

Arthur’s amused grin left his face as he stood suddenly “Wait!”

You turned back to him with slight surprise “Uh” he cleared his throat “Why don’t you stay? I mean, I can get someone to bring another plate, and we could, eat together.” he finished, looking not entirely confident in his delivery.

“You want me to stay and eat dinner with you?” you asked, surprised.

“Yes. I do.” he paused momentarily “Please.”

You tried to repress the grin that was trying desperately to show itself, suppressing it to a small smile you turned back to him “As you wish.”

- - - End - - -

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witchthewriter · 2 years ago

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𝐁𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐌𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐧'𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐡 𝐨𝐧 𝐆𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞

⤷ gender neutral, ambiguous race, and any size reader. Requests are open, thank you for reading!

a/n: I apologise for the tense of the writing - I know I go back and forth from past and present. It’s difficult!

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SFW🌿

⭑ You and Merlin both work as apprentice healers under Gaius. And although you weren’t born with magic, you’re an avid learner of the arts.

⭑ When Merlin is away attending to Arthur, you’re usually shadowing Gaius, learning as much as you can about herbs and treatment.

⭑ One morning, while preparing the tinctures for Gaius’ long day ahead, you heard a loud thump in Merlin’s room.

“Is everything alright in there?” You called out, hands picking up vials and sprinkling in rosemary.

“Absolutely fine,” came a deep drawl from the doorway.

⭑ Your heart beat increased instantly.

⭑ The crush on Gwaine appeared as soon as he winked at you that very morning. His charm worked on you, and yet you knew he was a flirtacious person. He treated many people the same.

⭑ But you couldn’t help it. He was just so enigmatic.

⭑ Merlin picked up on it easily; you became a danger to yourself whenever Gwaine was around - dropping things, stuttering, snorting whenever he makes a joke

⭑ Men always made you feel uncomfortable, but with Gwaine, that wasn’t the case. His smooth talking was calming but he didn’t have any ill intentions.

⭑ Gwaine appears behind you whenever you’re working on something. His proximity making your focus wane.

“What do we have here?” He’d pick up a glass jar, and hold it to the light. His front nearly against your back.

“Put that down, you’ll break it,” you quipped.

“Me? I’m not the one with butter fingers-”

⭑ Merlin wouldn’t tease you about your feelings for Gwaine. He knew your heart and only teased you when he knew your feelings wouldn’t be hurt.

⭑ “I think you should tell him,” Merlin stated one night. You were both cleaning up from dinner, Gaius asleep.

“Tell who what?” You played innocent.

“Y/n, you know who I’m talking about,” Merlin stacked the dishes and placed them in a sink.

“And make myself look like an idiot? Which I already do already-” You shook your head, taking a thick book from the shelf and putting it on the table.

“I’m sure he would feel the same. I see the way he looks at you.”

You perked up, your eyes flicking quickly to Merlin’s. “Has he said anything? Merlin don’t play with me.”

‘I keep secrets, I do not tell them.”

⭑ This information made you feel fuzzy. Gwaine? Could he really see you the same way you saw him? Positive and negative thoughts fought in your brain all night.

⭑ The following morning you sat at the table, opposite Merlin. A bowl of porridge was in front of him and he was scoffing it down.

⭑ “I’m going to do it,” you stated. Trying to be firm in your words, so that your thoughts might follow.

⭑ “When? Today?” Merlin asked, his eyebrow quirking.

“I- yes.”

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retvenkos · 4 years ago

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Merlin (BBC) - Arthur Pendragon x Reader, fluff

tw: mentions of battle, mentions of blood, mentions of violence

word count: 1.4k

A/N: once again, if we can just pretend i know how to write a kiss, i would be much obliged.

prompt: I’m sitting with my back to the fireplace, and my back is burning but my feet are cold, and you are sitting across from me and i think you’re smiling endearingly, but it’s hard to tell.

(Y/n) and Arthur had been friends since childhood, and as such, everyone in the castle knew that where (Y/n) wandered, the prince was not far behind. As it was with any young prince, Arthur Pendragon was a mosaic made of contradictory statements and confusing ideologies, but the one certainty was (Y/n) and his devotion to them. The entire world could be ending, but as long as you knew where (Y/n) was, then you could find the wayward prince. The whole of Camelot knew that the two of them were inevitable, like a prosperous spring after early showers of rain, but exactly when the two would realize this themselves was unknown.

But then, again, how could not know? Surely (Y/n) noticed Arthur’s constant loyalty, interspersed with that intense and unwavering feeling of love, and certainly Arthur had to realize (Y/n)’s particular fondness mixed with the steadfastness of their adoration.

It seemed unrealistic to think that the two didn’t realize they loved the other more deeply than anything. But perhaps they had gotten too comfortable in their love for the other, and recognizing it was like trying to put a name to a feeling they had carried their entire life, so deeply set into their bones it was a fact more than anything else.

Whether they put a name on their true feelings or not was of little consequence. There was nowhere one of them could go where the other would not follow. That was made succinctly clear when Arthur had to go to an outlying village some two days' ride from Camelot to bring peace amongst the people and raiders who were taking much needed grain. It was the heart of winter, and the days were cold enough to make any man wish he were dead, not to mention the freezing nights. Arthur and (Y/n) argued for days over whether or not (Y/n) would join him, but in the end, the two rode off together with a few other knights.

The fight was fairly mild, when all things were considered. Both sides were strong in their resolve to fight, but only so much blood could be spilled before the raiders could no longer justify their stance. When it was all over, Arthur immediately searched for (Y/n), ignoring the deep cut on his cheek in favor of making sure they were alright.

They were fine, without so much a scratch on them, but when they saw the state of Arthur, they were quick to reprimand him. They had patched him up immediately, their fingers cold against his flushed cheeks.

Arthur insisted he didn’t need help - especially when other men were worse, but when (Y/n) had finished, he thanked them sincerely.

(Y/n) kissed his forehead with an absent-minded “Of course,” and moved on to help the other injured. Arthur had watched them retreat with a smile that made his newly patched cheek burn.

The ride back to Camelot was faster than the ride from - everyone was eager to escape the biting winter and sleep on something other than frost and snow. They returned home late at night, after King Uther and many others had gone to bed, so Arthur had resolved to bring news to his father in the morning, telling everyone to get some well-deserved rest.

When walking into the castle, (Y/n) had shivered from the cold and Arthur insisted they come to his chambers and warm by the fire. The knights around them shared looks, raising their eyebrows and nudging each other in the ribs, but neither (Y/n) or Arthur seemed particularly fazed by their behavior.

Inside Arthur’s chambers, the fire burned brightly, emanating a warmth that made both draw close. (Y/n) sat down on the hearth, rubbing their hands together and putting them close to the flames, and Arthur watched them with a tenderness in his gaze. The fire made (Y/n’s eyes sting and they turned their back to the flames, rubbing their toes and pulling off their socks.

“Need a blanket?” Arthur asked, but he was already retrieving two, handing the thicker one to (Y/n). They took it from him with a soft ‘thank you’ and Arthur pulled up a chair to sit in, much preferring it to the hard stone.

“How’s your cheek?” (Y/n) wrapped the blanket around them, their eyes trained on Arthur as he made himself comfortable near the fire, across from them.

“Eh,” Arthur made a non-commital noise and (Y/n) rolled their eyes. Arthur smiled, “It’s alright. You could make a decent physician if Gaius took you in.”

(Y/n) scoffed. “And deal with the idiotic injuries of knights all day? I’ll find something else to occupy my time.” It was hard for Arthur to see their face, with the fire to their back, but he could guess at how their lips were tugged into a grin, their eyes alight with mirth. He fiddled with the laces of his boots, taking them off so he could warm his freezing toes. “Dealing with you is enough to give me a heart attack, I don’t think I could handle worrying over anyone else.”

“Worrying over me?” Arthur laughed, and the sound of it echoed through the room, clear and warm, laced with enough affection to make even the most cold hearted misers smile. “Bit of a lost cause, isn’t it?”

(Y/n) joined in his amusement with laughter of their own, soft but present. “You wouldn’t believe.” They tilted their head and the curve of their cheek was illuminated by the fire, the light caressing the right side of their face and shedding light on the affectionate vulnerability in their gaze. “But I’ll always worry over you, Arthur. It’s inevitable.”

Arthur fiddled with the ring on his finger, tearing his gaze away from (Y/n). It was hard to tell, with the dark of night upon them and the fire casting them in odd, ever changing shadows, but the smile on his face almost seemed endearing.

“So it’s rather pointless to try and get rid of me.”

Arthur furrowed his brow. ”Rid of you? What makes you think I’d want to get rid of you?”

“I never said you wanted to, dollop head—” Arthur guffawed, much to (Y/n)’s delight “—only that you couldn’t.”

“Well, maybe I should reconsider my previous statement.”

A comfortable quiet settled between them, and for a moment the two just looked at the other, not trying to do anything other than relax. There didn’t seem to be anything more perfect than what lay between them - a content sort of love that went beyond need for the world.

“You did well, back in the village,” (Y/n) eventually spoke and their voice was soft, barely heard over the noise of the flames. Arthur leaned back in his chair with a sort of amused confidence and (Y/n) scoffed. “I mean it. You’re going to be kind one day, and I’m not worried about how you’ll turn out.”

Their words struck a chord in Arthur, something deep that made him sober for a moment. “So long as you’re by my side, I’ll be fine.”

(Y/n) nodded slowly, but averted their gaze, a tinge of sadness making its way into the way they bent their head. “Don’t you think you’d want someone else at your side? You’re the future king of Camelot, Arthur. Those are large shoes to fill. Don’t you think your time is better spent with others?”

Arthur blinked, genuinely confused, but he stopped himself from rushing into an answer. There was a vulnerability in (Y/n)’s voice that stopped and reminded Arthur of how precious this moment was, and the delicacy with which things like love had to be handled.

When he spoke, Arthur caught their eye, refusing to let them go. “Time better spent than with the person I love?” And the intensity of his being lay within his eyes; the strength that was so characteristic of the prince, (Y/n) doubted whether he existed beyond it.

“Love,” (Y/n) smiled, testing out the way the word rolled over their tongue. Strange, how it felt no different than Arthur’s name itself, or any other words that were meant for him. “It’s silly we haven’t said that to each other before.”

“Not really,” Arthur leaned back in his chair, a smile of his own growing on his lips, “I don’t think we ever needed it, before now.”

“Yes, well,” (Y/n) drew nearer to Arthur, the thick blanket around their shoulders dragging behind them, “I wouldn’t mind hearing it again.”

Arthur kissed them, his hands as warm as his heart, after having sat in front of the flames for so long, and (Y/n)’s touch was on fire, searing their every movement into his memory forever. When they pulled away, Arthur leaned his forehead against theirs. “I love you.”

“I love you, too.”

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next-fic-please · 4 years ago

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Where’d You Go? Gwaine x Reader

*This is gonna be my first fic posted on tumblr *excited bouncing* if you dont like the writing, this is kinda old and i like to think that i’ve improved since then. anyways hope ya’ll enjoy :D

Word Count: 903 ?

Warnings: first time writing angst, kinda short, gender neutral *if there are any she’s in there please let me know so i can fix that*, death, pre-established relationship, you’re merlin’s twin and a knight! congrats

Merlin and Arthur were silent on the ride back. Merlin had spent all his tears and simply looked at the road, Arthur watching him with grief and sympathy in his eyes.

They had ridden for half a day, letting the smoke in the air lead them to what was left of their friends, but they could hardly find comfort in that.

Elyan was on watch and he lowered his sword with a smile as he saw the outlines of Arthur and Merlin, simply dismissing that you weren’t with them. You probably went ahead to Camelot.

“Sire, Merlin, it’s good to see you.” He walked to meet them, but upon seeing Merlin and Arthur’s red eyes and sorrowful moods he cautiously asked,“What’s happened?” Merlin dropped off of his horse, his whole demeanor having none of the usual determination in his step. He couldn’t find it in him. He mindlessly walked into camp barely registering the hushed whisper of Arthur. Elyan’s shoulders dropped and the sword in his hand went slack.

The other knights seemed to notice something was the matter when they saw the interaction, all on edge, looking around for you, but none of them dared think the cold bitter truth. By all the other knights, I sadly exclude Gwaine, when he saw Arthur, he turned his back, scavenging through his saddle for the ring he had bought. Yes, Gwaine, the charmer had fallen in love and was sure that it would last. His smile was infectious as he thought of seeing his love even though you’ve had been courting each other for years, he could never stop feeling giddy at the thought of you. He wanted to greet you and then surprise you, after all he had promised you that his proposal would be when you least expected it. But he was in for a worse surprise.

Elyan had hunched over a nearby tree, Arthur gave his shoulder a comforting squeeze as he walked past, letting him have a moment to process. The other knights stood weary and Gwaine turned, hand slipping the ring into a chink in his armor with a smile, but became confused as you didn’t come walking toward him. In fact he didn’t see you anywhere.

Arthur stood before them and at this distance his face seemed to reveal a sobering truth to Leon. Leon, who had been your favorite training partner and considered you to be a younger sibling. Gwaine however was glacing all around the camp and was more puzzled by the second, his eyes landed on Merlin’s form that was far from the rest of them, but he could just tell that something was disturbing him. He turned by to Arthur and asked him,

“Where are they?” Arthur looked down at his boots and raised a hand to his face. Gwaine had no idea why Arthur was acting this way but it seemed to confirm the worst for Leon who hastily left to the horses - he knew Arthur well and he had seen that face before. He knew what it meant. Gwaine watched with furrowed eyebrows as Leon left and this heavy unease began to settle in his chest. “Arthur?” Arthur looked up and the unease in Gwaine’s chest was accompanied by a sense of dread. Percival crossed his arms over his chest and asked the question again.

Arthur opened his mouth but he looked at Merlin. Could he possibly say it without causing Merlin more grief. The man who had held his dying twin in his arms, who had heard her last words. But he was robbed of the chance when Gwaine’s gaze hardened as he stared at him before making his way to him, stopping once he had gotten inches away.He was done with all the looks and just wanted to know where you were. Why wouldn’t anyone answer?

“They’re….” All eyes turned to Merlin. His face was red with tears rolling down his cheek, and his scarf had tears and snot, some old and some fresh. And it clicked in Percival’s mind, but Gwaine refused to make the connection. His love, his best friend couldn’t have- no. You must be trying to scare him, you’ll jump out from behind a tree with a that signature laugh and a gleam in your eye saying th-

“gone.” Gwaine froze. He scoffed and his eyebrows furrowed. The words offended him. You couldn’t be.

“no.” Merlin grimaced as he watched his friend deny it, he had done the same thing even after he watched the life leave your eyes. This wasn’t easy on any of them, but they all knew that it was different for Gwaine.

Merlin said nothing else and Gwaine felt as if all the air left his chest. That dread and unease was replaced by anguish. His heart physically ached with this sudden emptiness and overwhelming grief. He was both numb and overwhelmed by grief. He wiped the tears away but they were replaced just as quickly.

Suddenly the weight of the ring became too much and he clumsily threw it off of him.

It was sent flying, skimming across the leaves that had fallen on the floor and it ended up in front of Merlin. He gingery picked it up and held it in the palm of his hand. It was a beautiful ring and matched you perfectly.

Everyone knew you would have said yes.

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iamthemain-character · 3 years ago

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Could I get a Merlin x reader but make it a masquerade ball. Kinda like where Merlin and the reader are servants and aren’t invited but since it’s a masquerade the reader decides to sneak in with him disguised. They end up being the like center of attention the entire night. The next day Arthur is just like “who were those two” and merlin just kinda chuckles to himself. I hope this is an okay request! Thanks!

hello, and thank you for requesting! i hope this is to your liking, and enjoy! :)

The Magic of Midnight

bbc merlin x reader

gender neutral pronouns

TW: none

requested by @mythandmagik

highly recommend listening to “Merry-go-round of Life” from Howl’s Moving Castle while reading this.

It was finally time for the annual Camelot Celebrations, a time of music, food, and fun for all in the kingdom. It took place a little after the harvest had been brought in by the farmers, and it was a way of brightening up the winter days to come. For a week the market square was full of color and flurry of activity, and for those who resided in the Castle it meant hoards of nobles would come and reside. Many friends of King Arthur and his new Queen Guinevere were invited, and for the servants, their work nearly doubled.

And this is why Merlin and Y/n found themselves cleaning up in the banquet hall as the masquerade ball started up. As the last night of the celebratory week, it was the crowning jewel. For those who did not reside in the castle, they would be having their own personal feasts with friends and family, and small groups would gather around bonfires to sing and dance. But for the servants inside the castle, some were lucky enough to be serving inside the ballroom, whereas others spent the night tidying and readying everything for when their guests retired late into the night.

Carefully Y/n added another plate to the already comically tall stack Merlin carried. He grimaced as he tried to steady them, and then carefully walked behind his friend as they cleared off more utensils from the table.

“It’s not fair you know, that everyone gets to go enjoy the party except for us.”

“Merlin, you know we volunteered to stay behind and clean. We were some of the few to not have family or friends to go to. If it weren’t for us, they might’ve missed their special night.”

“I know I know, I’m just tired of picking up after these royal pains.”

Y/n elbowed Merlin in the side as they walked past him. “Hey, careful. Some of those ‘royal pains’ are your friends.”

“And so my statement still stands.”

Both of the servants laughed as they set the last of their dishes on their cart and headed towards the kitchens. The long process of washing awaited them, but as they passed by the ballroom doors, the sounds of laughter and music called to them. Both Merlin and Y/n seemed to have the same idea, so they carefully and quietly snuck into the room.

The sight that greeted them took their breath away. Both Merlin and Y/n had assisted in decorating the ballroom, but to actually see it alive with people was incredible. Light filled every corner of the room, and everywhere you looked there was color and people and beautiful decor. The scent of sweet desserts wafted through the air and the music from the players filled everyone’s ears. It seemed almost magical, enchanting Merlin and Y/n.

Soon enough, they managed to drag themselves back out into the hallway before they got caught. The darkened hallway seemed extra cold and lonely compared to the ballroom, and the spirits they felt in there left them.

“Ugh Y/n, couldn’t you just imagine it? We could be in there, having fun, but instead we’re out here with stinky sticky dishes.”

“I know Merl, but even if we were invited, we wouldn’t have anything to wear. We don’t even have masks!”

Suddenly Merlin turned around, a great big smile lighting up his face. He pushed the cart into an alcove to hide it, and suddenly Y/n felt their hand grabbed by their friend’s as they were tugged along down the hallway.

“Where are we going?”

“You’ll see.”

After a while, the pair arrived at what Y/n knew to be Arthur and Gwen’s chambers. “Okay, what are we doing here?”

Merlin opened the door and ran to the corner of the room, where he pulled out a large wooden chest and opened the lid. “The tailor made lots of outfits for Arthur and Gwen to choose from for tonight, not just one. These are all the extras they sent. We can take some of these and wear them tonight! They even have matching masks!”

Y/n slowly backed away from their friend. “No, Merlin, this is crazy. We have work to do okay, we don’t have time for this.”

“After the party is over we can just do our work while everyone is asleep. Come on, it’ll be fun! Please Y/n?”

For a moment Y/n just looked from Merlin to the mask in his hand, and then back to the door. Finally they took a deep breathe and knelt beside the chest. “Fine, but I better look glorious.”

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Merlin and Y/n did look glorious; the costumes they chose complimented them perfectly, and with a few adjustments they also fit. After a few final mask adjustments, Merlin took Y/n’s hand and entered the ballroom. No one really batted an eye at the newcomers, after all they looked like the belonged there, and so the pair was able to slip through the crowd easily. And so the magic began.

All throughout the night, Merlin and Y/n enjoyed this new side to life. They ate many delicious desserts and swayed along to the music. On occasion some royals would come to chat, and Merlin made it difficult for Y/n not to laugh as he teased them in a way that they couldn’t notice. The pair stayed by each other’s sides the entire night, laughing and reveling in the magic.

As the festivities started to wind down, it came time for The Last Waltz. As the first strains of music started, Arthur took Gwen’s hand and led her out into the middle of the floor. Slowly, they started the waltz, spinning around and around to the music. After they initiated the waltz, everyone else filled in and danced around them.

Merlin turned and offered his hand to Y/n, offering a very genuine smile. “May I have this dance?”

Y/n swore they felt their heart skip a beat, but the placed their hand within his. Merlin led them out onto the dance floor, and they placed their hands as everyone else was. Feeling a bit bold, however, Merlin slipped his hand from Y/n’s waist to their back and pulled them flush to his chest. So very close to each other, the pair could make out every single detail on the other’s face and mask. Butterflies filled Y/n’s stomach, and Merlin felt like he was walking on Cloud 9. Slowly and carefully they started their waltz, but as the music progressed they danced more and more boldly.

Both Merlin and Y/n became engrossed with each other and got lost in the dance, losing all sense of time and space. This didn’t go unnoticed by the other guests, and suddenly the mysterious pair became the center of attention. Their movements were so beautiful, so in sync, that everyone found themselves bewitched watching them. As the final notes played, Merlin twirled Y/n around and around before finally stopping them and dipping them.

Their noses almost touching, the both just looked into each other’s eyes. Their hearts racing, they only cared for each other, so many unspoken words waiting to pass their lips. The moment was broken, however, as the crowd started to clap. Straightening back up, Merlin and Y/n saw that they were the center of attention.

Leaning down and whispering into their ear, Merlin asked, “What do we do?”

Smiling and waving, Y/n replied through their teeth. “Run.”

And with that, hand in hand the pair ran off. The ran straight through the doors and out into the castle. Laughter burst out of them as they fled, and finally Merlin pulled them into the section of the castle that he and Gaius resided in. Before they went in the door, however, he stopped and ripped off his mask.

Pushing their’s off, Y/n started to ask why they stopped, but the words never passed their lips. Merlin had cupped their face in his hands and kissed them passionately, all the pent up feelings and tension from the dance going into it. Y/n reciprocated, for they felt the same about Merlin. This might wouldn’t have been as special without him, and for the longest time they had been madly in love with the young man.

As the couple parted, Merlin leaned his forehead against Y/n’s. A soft laugh escaped both of them, and for that moment, their magical night lived on.

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Merlin and Y/n did stay up late to finish their chores, and they had only just collapsed on the staircase leading up to Merlin’s room before they heard Gaius getting up and calling to Merlin to get ready for the day.

After they bid farewell to the nobles, it became a difficult task to stay awake while they served lunch to Arthur and Gwen. Both Merlin and Y/n became invested when the royal couple started talking about the ball.

“I think it was a great success my dear.”

“Yes Guinevere, I think you’re quite right. Everyone said they enjoyed it.”

“Did you ever find out who that mysterious couple was?”

Merlin knocked over a cup at this, and both he and Y/n rushed to clean it up.

“Do be careful Merlin!” Shaking his head, Arthur turned his attention back to his wife. “No, no one had those costumes or masks. Nobody even got a name from them, instead saying they just, appeared and disappeared. They were a marvelous couple though, a pity they got away before we could make their acquaintance.”

“Oh they were just beautiful Arthur, I have never seen such dancing all my life. They seemed so magical, I could’ve watched them all night. It’s such a shame we shall never know who they were.”

Both Y/n and Merlin shared a glance and smiled. The secret of the mysterious masqueraders would remain with them, and the magic of the night would be theirs to keep forever.

#bbc merlin #merlin #merlin x reader #gender nuetral reader #masquerade #merlin x you

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buttermynutter · 3 years ago

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Buttered Speci-fics Masterlist

All fics are gender neutral! Stories with multiple parts have their table of contents linked Angst/warnings always disclosed in story summaries No Y/N, Y/H/C, Y/E/C, etc.

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♦ Arcane/LoL

» Caitvi: Screwed (One shot)

» Viktor x Reader: More Than a Routine (Two parts) And I Miss the Summertime (One shot) Back of the Class (One shot series) Signed, Viktor (Eighteen parts) Making Beaches (In progress)

» Ekko x Reader: Surprise (One shot)

» Mel Medarda x Reader: Don't Call it Face Painting (Platonic one shot)

» Silco x Reader: The Name They Gave Us (One shot)

» Vi x Reader: Closing Hours (One shot)

» Jhin x Reader: The Art of Letting Go (Three parts)

» Shen x Reader: In Every Realm (One shot)

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♦ HP/FBAWTFT

» Newt Scamander x Reader: Before You Say Goodbye (Three parts)

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♦ BBC Merlin

» Merthur: Lost and Found (One Shot)

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ssa-atlas-alvez · 4 years ago

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Hello! Here’s a little bit about me:

- my pen name is Atlas

- I’m 22

- I’m from the UK

- I am a Bisexual Trans Guy, at least I might be bisexual - I spent so long stressing over my gender identity that at this point my attitude to sexual orientation is ‘eh whatever’

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I write for 911, 911 Lone Star, Bones, Criminal Minds, Marvel (Avengers), Merlin (BBC), Primeval, Supernatural, Umbrella Academy (up to the end of season 2), and Whitechapel (ITV).

I may add more to the list or no longer take requests for certain fandoms depending on how I feel or what I like - as these may fluctuate.

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Male, Gender Neutral, Non-Cis Female Readers

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Most stuff, but I will say if I don’t feel comfortable writing something and will most likely explain my reasoning behind it

Oh, I’ve changed my mind and may now write real life characters but not romantic or anything since I feel like that’s a little weird - in my opinion, no shade! - but I like the idea of writing the reader in the cast and like banter and stuff lol

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#x male reader #x gender neutral reader #x trans reader #X trans female reader #X trans male reader #X reader #Criminal minds #Bones #Vampire diaries #Merlin #Whitechapel #Marvel #supernatural #911 #911 lon star #Avengers

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fantasylandships · 3 years ago

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So I'm gonna try to start writing headcanons and doing ships if anyone would like to request. I am doing them for Star Wars (all movies, shows, books, and comics), BBC Merlin, X-Men, Harry Potter, Hunger Games, game of thrones, stormlight archives, and MCU. I might do more just ask! I'll be doing gender and race neutral reader. For ships please list gender preferences if any and what Fandom you would want to be shipped with and give me some info about your personality and interests. Thanks!

#star wars x reader #harry potter x reader #hunger games x reader #bbc merlin x reader #marvel x reader #x-men x reader #game of thrones x reader #Fandom ships

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thee-bat-boys · 1 year ago

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SIR LEON, bbc merlin

*if the gif is yours please let me know and I'll credit you/take it down*

warnings; none.

a/n; this might not be any good but here you go, an idea i had whilst writing the fanfic im working on! leon deserves some love.

sir leon x gn reader.

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Leon didn't wait, he didn't care anymore. He took hold of their face and pulled y/n closer until their lips met, a symphony playing in his head as he kissed them. All the stolen looks, the silent touches for comfort and all the smiles they shared came flooding back to him. He was in love with y/n.

Pulling away was the moment that Leon felt regret build in his stomach, questioning what he had just done. Y/n was married, a valued member of the court of camelot, what was he doing? He dropped his hands, going to back away from y/n and leave before the shame spread but he was frozen.

Despite the shock of being kissed by Leon, y/n took hold of his falling hands and kept hold of them. The man in front of her was still, not taking his eyes off y/n as they stood silently. Without hesitation, y/n leaned in and kissed Leon, keeping a strong hold of his hands as they did so.

The kiss only lasted a moment but both were put of breath, foreheads touching as they broke apart. Y/n had been shocked by the kiss, as shocked as Leon had been when he'd dared to kiss them, but it had been welcomed.

Despite being married, y/n hadn't ever been happy in her marriage. Married to someone they didn't love, someone who didn't have respect for them and someone who treated them almost the opposite to how Leon had treated them.

Every day Leon would say hello and ask after y/n, a smile on his face had always signified that it wasn't a chore. Tears would always be wiped from y/n's face by Leon, a gentle voice asking what was wrong. Smiles had always been shared between the two for months. Neither had figured it would lead them to that moment but neither of them would have changed it.

"I'm in love with you, y/n." Leon's voice was soft as he spoke, eyes locked on y/n's eyes as they stayed touching foreheads. They could feel Leon's breath on their face, ragged as he tried to control it. "I wish things were different, I wish you weren't married, I wish-"

Y/n cut him off with another kiss, this one lasting longer than the other ones had been. This one had more passion behind it, the idea of being loved and respected had spurred y/n on - it was all they had ever wanted from a man.

"I love you too, Leon."

#bbc merlin #merlin #bbc #leon x yn #sir leon imagine #sir leon merlin #merlin imagine #camelot #gn reader #gender neutral reader #imagine #merlin bbc #fluff #kissing #forbidden love #medieval #knight #leon of camelot

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randomfandomimagine · 4 years ago

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Flowers (Arthur Pendragon x Reader)

Characters: Arthur Pendragon, Merlin Emrys

Fandom: BBC Merlin

Tags: Marriage proposal, love confessions, fluff and angst

Warnings: None

Word Count: 2,4k words

Requested by anon: Hi dear I hope you are doing well would you be willing to write a ficlet for Arthur pendragon x reader were hes getting ready to purposes but reader is worried he wants to break up or something because he is being pretty secretive and if merlin could be in there to that would be wonderful i hope this is keeping to your rules if not sorry anyway please and thank you

Arthur Pendragon x Gender Neutral Reader

The castle was swarming with people, and yet it felt empty somehow. Your footsteps echoed around the hallways, only increasing the feeling of loneliness. Everyone was behaving strangely lately, although you thought that perhaps they were only busy. It did feel like something was happening that you had no knowledge of.

A familiar figure appeared before you, and your heart skipped a beat at the sight of his him. He didn’t glance at you, yet you didn’t know if it was because he had not noticed you or if he was pretending not to.

“Arthur!” You called him as your paths crossed and you stopped before each other. “Arthur, dear”

“Not now, Y/N” He briefly replied, not bothering to even look at you still.

“But…” You held on to his arm, feeling the cold touch of his metal armguards spreading through your body and freezing your heart. “I just want to talk to you”

“I have somewhere to be” Arthur replied, continuing to walk like you weren’t there. Your fingers slipped off his arm as he did, leaving you holding on to nothing. An empty void joined the coldness of your heart.

Not knowing what else to do, you just stood there in the middle of the hallway, watching how he walked away. Arthur didn’t turn around nor glanced at you over his shoulder. Not even once.

You sighed, restless as you thought of a way to end your strife. What was the matter with him? For quite a while now you had been together, inseparable, but now… Arthur seemed to avoid you, he was distant and impatient. Perhaps he didn’t want to be with you any longer, perhaps he had grown tired of the relationship.

The sound of footsteps claimed your attention, and you smiled hopefully as you lifted your gaze. It must be Arthur, who realized his ill manners and had returned to apologize, surely! On the contrary, you saw someone else hurrying along the hallway.

“Merlin!” You called, mentally begging for him to pay attention to you. Fortunately, your friend stopped in his tracks and smiled at you. It was a warm gesture, familiar and comforting. It seemed that he had nothing against you, unlike everyone else.

“Yes?” He asked, looking you up and down. “Is something the matter, Y/N?”

“I…” You frowned, overwhelmed by a sudden urge to cry. Noticing this, Merlin put a hand on your arm and gave it a gentle squeeze. This encouraged you enough to continue speaking. “I fear Arthur is mad at me”

“Arthur?” Your friend chuckled, letting go of you. “That’s silly, Y/N. You know Arthur adores you”

As he spoke, Merlin averted his gaze. Watching him intently, you realized he was pursing his lips as though he was trying to keep quiet. You knew him enough to realize he kept something from you, as you had imagined.

“He is upset with me, isn’t he?” You sighed, wringing your hands in concern. “What is happening, Merlin? And why won’t anybody tell me?”

“I…” He cautiously returned your gaze. His eyes shone with empathy. “I can’t tell you”

“He will break up with me” You stated, more convinced by the second.

“No, I promise! You… he…” Merlin clicked his tongue, suddenly quite agitated. “I can’t tell you, Y/N, I’m sorry!”

“Have I done something wrong?”

“No” He paused to urgently take your hands in his. “You have nothing to worry about”

“But-“ You started, growing quiet when he vehemently shook his head.

“Trust me, Y/N” Merlin dedicated you a sweet smile. “Arthur loves you, and everything will make sense soon”

His eyes lingered on yours, silently asking you if you were okay and if you had understood what he was trying to tell you, if you believed him. The answer to all of those was no. You didn’t understand what was happening, and you were too hurt by Arthur’s demeanor to believe Merlin’s words of comfort. Nonetheless, you nodded your head.

“I must go” Merlin resolved, squeezing your hands one last time before letting go of them. “Be patient, he will come back to you”

There was this gentleness in his voice that meant to comfort you, just like the softness in his gaze. You nodded again, causing him to smile at you again before walking away.

Once more, you were left standing there alone as they left you behind. You resolved to return to your hiding place and walked inside your chambers again. They were too big for you, and Arthur only visited them during the night, although you were asleep by the time he arrived and lied down with you. As you lingered on your restless slumber, he held you tight every night and sighed at the wonderful feeling of you between his arms. You weren’t aware of this. Otherwise you wouldn’t be so worried over the situation, over your fear that Arthur had stopped loving you, because he loved you more than ever.

Unbeknownst to this, you absently paced up and down the room. You stared at the vase before you, delicately caressing the fragile petals. You remembered the day Arthur gifted you those flowers. Or rather, when he made Merlin bring them to you. You feared those days were over, in which you and Merlin joked about Arthur’s sappiness and his never ending gifts and affections directed at you. You feared that Arthur had grown tired of you, and you would wither like those flowers without their nurturing.

After quite a restless night, the sun had finally come out. The darkness ended, yielding to the light of dawn. Unable to fall back asleep, you feebly lay in bed. Negative thoughts plagued your mind, as well as that craving sensation that haunted you. Your hand fell over the side of the bed, there where Arthur was supposed to be laying with you. It was cold and empty. Had he visited your shared chambers at all last night?

You were startled when a knock suddenly came on the door. Quickly sitting up, you hurried to make yourself decent by clumsily combing your hair with your hands.

“Yes?” You asked, nervously reaching out for the hand mirror on your bedside table.

“It’s Merlin” Came his voice from the other side. “May I come in?”

You frowned, finding it unusual that he was so polite. As much as he was a servant, Merlin was your friend and often took some liberties. It was rare for him to knock at all.

“Of course” You muttered when you confirmed in your reflection that your appearance was good enough. Slowly, the door opened to reveal his smiling face. He peeked inside, looked behind him, and then came in.

“What’s the matter?” You asked him, wondering why he behaved so strangely.

“Someone wants me to deliver these to you” Merlin’s grin lingered, and it only grew wider as he revealed the big bouquet of flowers he concealed behind his back.

“Merlin!” You exclaimed in awe, taking them from him and admiring them in your hands. There were flowers of all colors, all of them producing a pleasant scent to accompany the beautiful sight they were. “Who sends them?”

Exchanging a glance with him, you had a growing suspicion. Butterflies erupted in your stomach at the thought, and they only increased when your friend looked behind him.

“Y/N is wide awake” He was saying to whoever hid behind the door. “You can come in now”

At the sight of a tall blond man, you tried to hide your excitement. Arthur had become so distant that your familiarity turned to hesitance and forced closeness. Nonetheless, as he stood there you couldn’t even be mad at him. Despite his broad complexion and high stature, he appeared incredibly vulnerable as he timidly averted his beautiful blue eyes.

“Arthur?” You whispered, nearly afraid to scare him away.

“I’m sorry, Y/N” He started, daring to look up into your eyes. “I know I haven’t been the best partner these last few days”

“Y-You were busy” You chuckled, trying to pretend like it didn’t hurt you. “Camelot needs you as much as I do”

“Perhaps, but that wasn’t the reason” Arthur took a cautious step forward. “I will never be too busy for you”

“Then why…?” You uttered, growing more confused by the second.

“I should go” Merlin suddenly mumbled, nervously stepping away, only to be stopped.

“Merlin, don’t leave me” Arthur begged him between grit teeth. Something was definitely the matter for him to require Merlin’s presence. What was he about to tell you that he needed his closest friend’s moral support?

“Arthur, you’re scaring me” The flowers shook in your hands. When you locked eyes with him, you were astonished to see no concern or sadness in them, only fondness. “What happened?”

What could excuse this behavior from both of them? What could possibly be occurring for him to be rendered in such a timid, timorous yet smitten state? It made absolutely no sense.

“I realized something” Arthur continued walking towards you until he was right before you. Then, he took the bouquet from your hands and absently handed it to Merlin. “Something that changed everything forever”

You helplessly glanced at Merlin, watching how he replaced the old withered bouquet of flowers with the new lively and colorful one. He was pressing his lips together and making a great effort not to watch you and intrude in that intimate moment.

“W-What is it?” You uttered as your gaze returned to your lover.

“I realized I am hopelessly lost in love with you” Arthur smiled, and despite it all you noticed the nervous twitch in his lips. “And how wonderful you are… and that I want to spend the rest of my life with you”

“What…?”

“Y/N…” One of your hands flew to your mouth when you saw Arthur sinking one knee on the floor and adoringly peering up at you. “Will you marry me?”

“What?!” You exclaimed, ignoring the badly contained noise of Merlin snickering next to you. “Is that what you were hiding from me?”

“Um…” Arthur, still kneeling down, froze for a moment. “Yes, I wanted to surprise you”

“I told you it was a bad idea to distance yourself…” Merlin said under his breath.

“Shut up, Merlin” The other one replied, soon after focusing his attention back on you. “For weeks I thought about the best way of proposing and yet… none of them seemed good enough for you, so… I decided to improvise”

You were left speechless by this discovery. When Arthur tenderly squeezed your hand, it dawned on you. You finally realized what was happening. Arthur had just asked you to marry him, he was proposing to you! That was what he was hiding!

“You scared me so badly” Suddenly overcome with emotion, you felt tears welling up in your eyes. “I thought you didn’t love me anymore”

“Forgive me, my love… That was never my intention” Arthur said from below. “Believe me when I say I could never stop loving you. I will make it up to you, I promise”

“Uh... Y/N…” Merlin whispered, calling attention to his long forgotten presence once more. “You haven’t given him an answer yet”

“Oh!” You exclaimed, startled by the realization. You had started shaking from head to toe at some point. In your mind, you were screaming at yourself to say ‘yes’ but you only gawked at him. You couldn’t utter even that simple word.

“Y/N” Arthur tried again, nearly making you swoon by the way in which he lovingly gazed at you, like his kingdom wasn’t even as precious to him as you were. “Will you make me the happiest man in the world and marry me?”

A sob struck you, making it impossible to talk. You only stared at him, embracing the warmth of his hand against yours and just then seeing the beautiful ring he held up to you.

Moving sneakily, Merlin nudged you in the ribs. That gave you the encouragement you needed to reply once and for all. Unable to speak as you cried tears of joy, you decided to energetically nod your head instead.

Arthur heaved a big sigh, as he had been seemingly holding his breath all this time. His smile was almost blinding as he cheerfully jumped to his feet and slipped the ring around your finger. It was quite a hard task, as you were still shaking, though he only laughed a little about it. After all, his fingers felt clumsy too.

“I love you” He said, tenderly cradling your face into his hands and kissing you on the lips.

“I love you too…” You managed to say between sobs, hiding your head in his shoulder as you recovered from the many emotions that overwhelmed you.

As he tightly held you in his arms, Arthur laughed out of sheer happiness. You clutched on to his white tunic, starting to laugh a little yourself as you ran out of joyful tears. He placed a hand on the back of your head and sweetly kissed your temple.

“It didn’t quite go as I expected” Merlin joined your laughter too, although his sounded more amused than moved by emotion. “It was a disaster, honestly”

“You’re not helping, Merlin” Arthur told his friend. “Why are you laughing?”

“You should have seen your faces” Your friend laughed, pointing at both of you.

Arthur rolled his eyes, exasperated by his manservant as usual. It pulled a smile out of you, calming your racing heart as everything returned to normal.

“I thought you were worried about Y/N’s answer” He told him, but Merlin shook his head.

“I wasn’t, I knew Y/N would say yes” Merlin shrugged a little. “You’re made for each other”

Arthur left behind his joking reprimanding and vexed tone and acquired a more genuine one as he smiled at Merlin.

“Thank you, old friend” Soon, however, the gesture became mischievous. “But you have a lot to do now. You must help Y/N plan the wedding: the flowers, the food, the guests…”

Merlin sent you a look, one that screamed ‘help me’. You laughed, feeling how your nerves faded away completely and the excitement and glee settled. Arthur continued listing the things that Merlin needed to do for the wedding, and you only laughed more and clung on to him as he teased his friend.

Your eyes were directed towards the fresh bouquet adorning your vase. Red, yellow, pink, violet, orange, blue… all the color that stained the petals seemed to seep into your life, transforming the dull black and white existence that you had been trapped in during all those long days into a rainbow of euphoria that foresaw happy days and loving moments.

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