#enchanted gwen

[ilkao3]

Prompt:

George doesn’t know how no one noticed.

No, that’s not right. He doesn’t know how he noticed and Camelot’s not-so-subtle sorcerer hasn’t (though, perhaps he was being harsh. It didn’t take a scholar to know that Merlin ran around doing god knows what to protect their king).

But, it was fairly obvious that Lady Guinevere was lost, and dare he say, unaware.

Maybe it was because he was a perfectionist, and insisted on cataloging the tells of his sires and peers alike, to ensure efficiency.

Or that he had simply known Gwen in his own way, both servants for the royal household.

But that wouldn’t explain how no one else seemed to catch the dazed look in her eyes as she roamed about, and how she seemed confused at her whereabouts at times.

And the jewelry she wore that George was sure she neither bought on her own or received from the king.

It didn’t suit her tastes at all, and Arthur was many things, but so lackluster in details such as this he was not. George had bore witness to him fussing over what pair of loafers he would wear to escort Gwen to town.

Like a puzzle piece slotting into place, suddenly, everything clicked. George prayed he was wrong, but he found that rather rare, and so he whisked poor Gwen to Gaius’ quarters before he hunted down Merlin.

This wouldn’t do, and he hoped whoever trapped Guinevere in her head didn’t have more sinister things planned.

[traincat]

Johnny, I am so super not avail rn. Remember? You're my guy tho! Best guy! Literally at a wake. Get over here if it's not urs.

Love Unlimited #69

[justaz]

pan merlin and gay arthur no one understands you like i do

[goth-emrys]

"In all ways but one, Lancelot was a man of honor" I HATE HOW THIS MAN WAS SLANDERED.

[flower1622]

Percy and Rachel

(Other Universes)

[swans-chirping-in-the-distance]

THEY DID NOT END THAT EPISODE LIKE THAT

[floating-on-avalon]

do you think arthur and lancelot were ever having the chats in avalon and arthur finds out it wasn't actually lancelot who gwen kissed and that there was a love spell?

[adhd-merlin]

I can't believe they didn't let married Arthur and Gwen kiss on screen once. a crime against me personally

[enchanting-violet]

YALL LOOK AT MY SPIDERSONA I JUST MADE

So pretty!!!

with and without glasses bc I can’t see

[enchantingruinscandy]

the new Spider-Man movie was a lot of fun. uhm, I definitely didn't almost cry when gwen's dad put his job before her. nope. it definitely didn't remind me of anything. nope, nope, no siree

[lukeskywalking]

I s2g Taylor Swift fans make it so hard to be a Taylor Swift fan

[stxr-thxif]

february was an amazing reading month omg

[justaz]

sometimes i get so sucked into my own headcanons and interpretations of canon that i forget other people don't share my vision

[inalandofsadclowns]

I got this ask that I deleted that dismissed Gwen as a useless queen who only married for the money but I can't stop thinking about it. Just what makes some people say she did not play an important role as queen? Is it that the show skips the first three years of her reign and that in much of her screen time in seasons 4 and 5 she is enchanted? Because that's the writers' fault and I do blame them for doing Gwen this dirty. But if you pay attention there is no indicator she's a bad queen, or cold and unjust as some people read her. What we do see of her, she treats her maid Sefa as her friend, showing interest in her personal life, asking her to join her at dinner. This should be the first indicator that she did not forget where she came from and does not regard herself as more worthy, meanwhile setting up her main conflict as queen, in which she constantly has to choose between her duty and her emotions - a weight she did not have as a servant. When Sefa betrays her she does not treat the issue with bias, she places Camelot first and solves the problem; this is precisely why Arthur trusted her with the position in the first place. Gwen decides to resort to ruse in order to both catch the actual criminal and spare Sefa's life - she is an incredibly smart queen, too. Later she personally tends to the injured when Camelot is under siege, as a parallel to when we saw her in the same role as a servant. And I wish I WISH so bad that they left that scene in where she talks to Arthur about magic, enforcing the idea that magic is not inherently evil. Most importantly, she was the one who finally legalized magic.

[groundbreakingdot872]

I LOVE MEN WITH BIG BEAUTIFUL BROWN EYES!! AND I MEAN THE REALLY DARK BROWN ALMOST BLACK EYES! I JUST THINK THE WAY THEY SHINE AND SPARKLE IS SO ENCHANTING AND BEWITCHING!!!!!

[floatyflowers]

Dark Single Father! Male Faerie x Reader

The air of the forest hung heavy with the scent of damp grass and pine, a blissful eerie sound of rustling leaves and nightly creatures adding to the forest's beauty.

You had heard the warnings about wandering too far into the woods, especially at night, but you needed to collect herbs for your child who suddenly got sick in the middle of the night.

And your empty jars of herbs forced you to wander far into the forest.

A journey you had to undertake alone due to your husband being an awful, useless man who never showed support in maintaining your household and instead shirked his responsibilities, leaving you to bear the burden.

That night, as you stepped over twisted roots and through patches of glowing mushrooms, you felt the air shift

A strange hum echoes through the air, raising goosebumps on your skin and sending a shiver down your spine.

It seemed to emanate from the woods around you, growing louder with each passing second.  

Before you could turn back, a shadow detached itself from the darkness beneath the trees.

It moved with an unnatural swiftness and silence, gliding over the forest floor like a phantom.

Then, two points of eerie light ignited within the shadow, piercing the gloom like malevolent stars.

They locked onto yours, holding you captive in their unwavering gaze.

The last thing to register in your terrified mind was the faint sound of laughter echoing through the trees, a chilling notable contrast to the frantic beating of your heart.

                              𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊

Your eyelids fluttered open, and you found yourself in a room that seemed to defy logic.

The walls shimmered as if woven from starlight, and the air carried a faint, sweet scent of flowers.

But what truly caught your attention was the weight on your chest.

You looked down, your breath catching in your throat. Nestled against your chest, swaddled in a blanket of silken gossamer, was a baby.

Their skin glowed faintly, and tiny, delicate wings, translucent and shimmering, rested against their back.

The child slept peacefully, their tiny fingers curled around the fabric of your dress.

Your heart swelled with an inexplicable tenderness.

Despite the baby being of a different species, their innocence and vulnerability reminded you of your own son.                      

Before you could fully process the situation, you felt a presence in the room.

Your eyes snapped up, and there he was. The figure from the forest.

His dark green eyes watched you intently, and his expression was unreadable, a mask of calm that only deepened your unease.

"You’re awake," he said, his voice low and smooth, holding an enchanting effect on your ears.

It was not a question, but a statement, as if he had been waiting for this moment.

You tightened your hold on the baby instinctively, your voice trembling as you spoke.

"Where am I? Who are you? And why… why is this child with me?"

He stepped closer, his movements filled with grace, like a predator circling its prey.

Yet, there was something in his gaze something that softened the edges of his intimidating presence.

"You are in my realm," he said simply.

"I am Cathal, lord of the Seelie court. And the child… she is mine, her name is Gwen"

Your breath hitched at his words, knowing very well that Faeries are horrid creatures due to their mischievous and cruel behavior towards humans like you.

Their wild nature made them unpredictable, and their magic, while beautiful, is used for wicked deeds that brought harm to unsuspecting mortals.

The baby, his daughter, stirred slightly in your arms, her tiny wings fluttering before she settled again.

You looked down at her, your heart aching with fear at what he might do to you.

"Why did you bring me here?"you asked, your voice barely above a whisper.

Kael’s gaze lingered on the child, his expression unreadable for a moment before he spoke.

"She needs a mother," he said, his voice tinged with something you couldn’t quite place.

"Her mother is gone. Dead, leaving me to raise her alone. But I can't take on that role."

"I have a child of my own, sick one that needs my care, I-"

"I know,” Cathal interrupted as his dark green eyes bore into yours, and for a moment, you felt like shrinking back into yourself.

“I have seen your struggles. I know of your child, your husband, I have been...watching for months."

"I don't care why you've been watching me," you forced out.

"I need to go back. My son needs me."

"I have sent someone to care for your child, but if you want to reunit with him, you will have to be the best mother to my Gwenn."

The Faerie Lord smirks mischeviously, as if he'd just delivered a particularly delightful jest.

"However," he continues, his voice turning sharp and cold,

"If I feel like you don't care for my daughter as you should, that you do not love her as fiercely and devotedly as you love your own son, I will have him killed. And not a quick death, either."