#v; cenred's

[ssolessurvivor]

@kingcenred continued [x]

While the initial press conference seemed to go smoothly, Logan hoped it stayed that way. They were nearing the end of it and the bodyguard almost breathed a sigh of relief when he heard it too. And while, years ago, Logan would've had a much more violent response, he spots what Cen most definitely has on his mind and moves quickly. When he does manage to avert near catastrophe, the blonde shoots the King a silent warning look but obeys the command he's given.

When he goes down to escort the man out himself, Logan comes to regret it. The gentleman hollers nothing but homophobic slurs in his face, accusing Logan of corrupting the King, converting him. That gives Logan pause, his body unresponsive when the police begin to help, finding assistance is needed for a near belligerent old man. Logan watches them take him away, stick him in a cruiser, and cart him down to the station.

Those words sting as Logan makes his way back to the room Cen is now in, for a break is needed anyways. "You have to be careful." Logan offers when he closes them away in privacy, but he's no happier for it. Hearing those words ricochet in his head, it makes him doubt. Maybe that's why he can't really look at his King for a moment. "I know it's emotional, but you can't show your people that kind of rage." His voice is stern if a little sorrowful, but he finally spares a small glare, but it softens as he searches for a water in the fridge.

[adaintywrenn]

@kingcenred continued {xx}

While she'd initially stayed in the palace for a while, maybe a month if she could tell time correctly given she'd never been allowed to count the days other than day and night, Wren had come to really enjoy the King's company. Perhaps it was strange, inappropriate even, but he'd seemed to take to her presence even if it was just for her wings. One of the ladies who helped her dress each day said something about the King being rather taken with her, she seemed a magical creature.

Maybe it wasn't as off putting as it aught to be. Besides, he'd never seen the point of entry her wings had on her back. He hadn't had that daydream shattered.

"I fear I will never truly be free. But...perhaps I have a chance here. With you." While she meant that in a broad sense, she also meant it rather intimately too. "Might I stay a little longer? I still have trouble navigating with my wings. It's nice to have some extra eyes and hands to help me."

[ssolessurvivor]

Oh how that rumble in Cen's chest sends a shiver up Logan's spine, how it radiates to his own body and sets everything to bliss. Eyes close briefly and he hums at the intimacy of their noses touching, such a soft thing. Little things like this have lingered in his mind for so long when it comes to stolen, quiet moments like this where otherwise they didn't know what the other wanted. Thank god that time has passed.

He's barely had the moment to draw breath when Cenred is pressing such a kiss to his lips it takes even more of it away. His body seemingly reacts to the other man's touch on its own, leaning into him and those hands while his own find purchase on the King's jaws, cradling him close. That scent of subtle cologne and the shampoo he always uses drifts to him, something so soothing once is now maddening.

Logan almost whimpers when Cenred draws their lips apart, but he's able to hold himself in check when he hears such an admission. So that's all you've got? It plays in his head but he holds his tongue for now, smirking and reaching up to run a hand through those dark locks, like he's been dying to do for weeks now. "Don't be coy...don't hold yourself back." Logan says playfully, the hand which has now found the nape of his neck to drag his fingers up and down for the moment.

A chuckle rumbles through his chest, and he playfully nudges their noses together. He can't recall the first time he's imagined this - his bodyguard in his arms, their lips just inches apart - but the images have been lingering in his mind for weeks. It almost seems too good to be true, as though he is in one of those dreams right now.

At Logan's order he - for once - does exactly as he's told. The searing kiss he presses to his bodyguard's lips is full of all the burning emotions and building passion that had been simmering between them for the past few weeks. His hands trail idly up and down Logan's sides, enjoying the curves of muscle he can feel tensing under his touch. He loses himself in the kiss, in his bodyguard's gentle caresses, his warmth and his scent.

He doesn't know how long has passed when he finally pulls back for breath, a rather glazed look in his dark eyes as he rests their foreheads together and grins. "You have no idea how much I've wanted to do that," he admits.

[ssolessurvivor]

@kingcenred continued [x]

There are so many things Cenred does to Logan without even knowing. Just those hands on him set his body on fire, makes his heartbeat skyrocket. Even the noises he makes drive Logan wild, always yearning to learn new ways to bring them past the King's addictive lips. When they eventually do pause for air, Logan's chest and body moving rather fluidly beneath those sinful fingers, he can't stop the smirk forming on his pinked lips.

"If I carry on like this? Hmmm.." He teases, the insinuation clear. "I couldn't give a shit about Henry." A kiss to those lips. "Besides, don't you think we have just enough time?" He murmurs and slowly descends, keeping eye contact, as he lowers to his knees. "It'll help you relax." A hand comes up to unfasten his belt. "And I know you like this." A bite of his smiling bottom lip while he opens the button of Cen's slacks, playing into what he's learned since they have been much more open with one another.

[adaintywrenn]

@kingcenred continued {xx}

She's never been so afraid in her fragile life. And yet having begged for asylum in this strange country she'd stumbled into on exhausted legs, she couldn't tell what happened really. The cloak was heavy on her shoulders, causing pain to radiate down her wings. Maybe she tripped, maybe she fainted for a moment. Either way, when she came to, she was mortified to see what had happened, where she landed.

The room seems to be sucked dry of all noise. Her heartbeat hammers in her ears and Wren almost flinches when he touches her. A blush of embarrassment floods her cheeks either way, swallowing trying to come to rights.

"I-I'm tired, my lord." She murmurs, hair in tangles, surely she looks haggard. She feels that way, sitting on...a King's lap, even if it was unintentional. Suddenly her legs won't help her get up, though. "I'm sorry, I must've tripped. I feel so weak."

[kingcenred]

@beautiful-mischief continued from [x]

Fury surged through him, even as they left the heat and music of the nightclub. He hadn't caught all of the abuse the drunken man had been hurling at Mal, but he had most certainly heard enough. And then he dared to touch him! It was a shame Cenred had only managed to land one punch before his security team had launched into action - ordering them to leave - but, if the blood dripping down his knuckles was anything to go by, the man was now missing a tooth or two.

As they stepped out into the night, Cenred swallowed his anger sufficiently to focus on the most important thing: Mal. With a tenderness at odds with the rage clenching his jaw and stiffening his shoulders, he cupped his face and gazed across at him with evident concern that was not alleviated by Mal's reassurances. How could he be fine after that?

"Of course, the car is this way," he reached down to entwine their fingers together instead. "I'm so sorry, I should never have let you go to the bar on your own," he murmured, as he hurried them down the empty alleyway. "It's not - people are never usually like that."

[nonsensical-gashi]

Merlin season 3, part 1! :v

• There's a 1 year breach between season 2 and season 3

• Merlin was way more insolent that any servant should be allowed, obviously, but he was open when being like that. He can throw a comeback to Arthur with many soldiers around. That didn't stop him

• Since season 2 Merlin is being more intelligent about the use of magic.

What I mean is that, if he wants to fight against a knight in a horse, he would use a spell to break one of the belts of the saddle. Also, he would magnetize the opponent sword so he can't use it. It is creative, and even if the effects are weird it is kinda subtle, at least more subtle that a fire ball where you can pin point the caster and everyone would be distracted by it.

• Morgana is back in the freaking episode 1. (⁠╯⁠°⁠□⁠°⁠）⁠╯⁠︵⁠ ⁠┻⁠━⁠┻

• Season 3 is more serious, and with less vivid colors. It start with the return of Morgana in a double episode. It follows up more events, and connects more situations, and therefore the consequences felt heavier.

• "She's the darkness of your light, the hate of your love" Kilgharrah talking about Morgana

• Also, some reference of the size of Kilgharrah.

• Kilgharrah has to obey the dragon lord. He has no choice. But Merlin seems to be more grateful and respectful towards him and his advice. Until he doesn't...

• Chp 5 note, Merlin still imposes his moral over Kilgharrah's wisdom, and orders him if he doesn't agree. It seems that he never understood the pov of Kilgharrah, and how he felt. "Saving x live is more important, even of previous or future crimes", it doesn't matter that x is Uther, the responsible for the extinction of the dragons and magic. It doesn't matter if it's Morgana, the one destined to destroy the Kingdom. Kilgharrah is really mad he can't say no.

• There's a sword next to Arthur's bed

• There's an odd placing of comedy chapters in this series. Those felt so out of place in the series. Specially when there's a comedy chapter that ignores morgana because she's the main problem of this season and "you shouldn't take this chapter so serious!"

• Merlin told Gwaine that he met his father almost a year ago, before he died. As far as Arthur knows Merlin never met his father. This could lead to an interesting discussion, especially because Arthur and Merlin were together all that time, and he never mentioned anything, not about meeting him less his father dying.

• In the first season Merlin was excited to see Arthur fight in the tournament (chap 2). In season 3 Merlin is already sick of those kinds of competitions and is not happy that he has to be there (mostly to protect Arthur).

• Cenred attack towards Camelot's Castle, and their loss in battle (when Uther wasn't available due to the Mandragora), can be an important moment for the people of Camelot. Arthur proved that was ready to be a King.

• Uther was open to magic if that meant saving Morgana

• Uther had an affair with Vivian, Gorlois's wife, went he went to battle (final battle?). "Vivian was alone".

I don't feel this was planned since season 1.

• Arthur called Morgana her sister in chapter 5.

• The "I have to do something because I have the power to do it" is powerful on Merlin. He's too good for his own sake.

• "Morgana should have died a long time ago" Kilgharrah. It seems that everyone survived season 1 thanks to Merlin. Uther, Morgana and Moldred should be dead by now.

• Merlin can talk about a vision that he saw in the crystal cave (the bloody origin of magic), and say how it's going to be true soon, and Gaius is "Don't think about it". He still prefers that Merlin does nothing related to magic to avoid risky situations (even if that is screaming imminent danger).

• Arthur throws stuff to Merlin with more frequency.

• Arthur "I used to fear the forest when I was a child" Uther led Arthur to the forest when he was younger. "It seemed that every falling leaf was a bandit or a ghost"

• Merlin is able to enchant animals to do simple commands. He enchanted a snake to attack Morgana.

I was one week without internet, and before that the place where I watched the series crashed..... That's why it took too long for this entry.

See more!

Season 1 part 1 part 2 part 3

Season 2 part 1 part 2

Season 3 u're here part 2

Season 4 part 1

Season 5 part 1

[ssolessurvivor]

@kingcenred continued [x]

Logan can't help his playful smirk at getting his King all riled up and he was just having too much fun. The idea itself was adorable, and he would no doubt enjoy himself very much. Being nearly alone with Cenred after all this time, this build up, it was almost overwhelming and tantalizing all at once. They could do anything they wanted here, whenever, without prying eyes or listening ears.

"You're absolutely not going picnicking with anyone else." Logan replies with a chuckle but he takes a soft inhale and goes still as Cenred comes to him and immediately wraps him in his arms. This...this is nice, the veteran's arms wrap around Cen's neck languidly, loosely, certain he's blushing. "And just what is my fearsome, ferocious King of Essetir going to do now?" Logan whispers, taking in those eyes with a sly smile.

[bitsandbobsofwriting]

Hello!! I'm not sure if you help people find lost fics, but if you do, please could you help me find this fic im look for? It's basically were a sorcerer de-ages all the knights + merlin (i think it was a fem! merlin fic, but im not completely sure, sorry!) to the age they lost their v's. And i remember lancelot was in it, and he was only like a few years younger than he normal is lol. But merlin was like really young and so they like sit around the fire and merlin tells his/her story- i think it was something about cenred's men/bandits? maybe? I'm pretty sure the place i read it was on tumblr but, again, im not completely sure! Thank you so much for reading this! And if you don't help find lost fics, sorry for wasting your time!! :)

I am F R U S T R A T E D because I've read this fic. I remember reading this fic. But I can't find it :(((( All I know is that it was definitely on AO3 because that's basically the only place I read fic.

If anybody knows it, please link in the comments or reblogs for anon and I!!

[kingcenred]

His hands dip back down to her hips, as he slowly withdraws from her. "Mhm," he hums his agreement, smiling at the press of her lips against his cheek. "Do we have to return to our guests? I would much prefer to stay here," his fingertips trace up and down her spine. Often, Cenred found it difficult to sit still for long periods of time - restlessly preferring to spend hours on the training field, than sitting through speeches and meetings with his court. But here, with Aelin naked on his chest? He could happily wile away the hours just like this, with no where else he would rather be. "You are the most beautiful woman I have ever set eyes on," he tells her, sincerely, as he nuzzles his nose against her cheek. "Sorry about your dress. Frankly, it is a shame that you have to wear clothes at all," he teases.

__________△        SHE       CANNOT       HELP       HER       CONTENTED       SIGH       INTO       HIS       KISS       OR       HOW       HER       FINGERS       PLAY       WITH       HIS       HAIR       GENTLY.       a   shiver   courses   through   her   at   his   caress   along   her   spine    &&    she   presses   her   lips   softly   into   his   cheek.     ❛    forever    ??       it   is   a   good   thing   our   guests   can   be   left   to   their   own   devices   for   so   long   then,    ❜       she   teases.       she   still   feels   the   remnants   of   her   high   from   only   moments   before,       satisfaction    &&    warmth   rippling   just   under   the   surface   of   her   skin.     ❛    a   lifetime   alone   would   not   be   enough.    ❜     her   hummed   agreement   meets   him   as   she   draws   impossibly   close.     here,       in    the    sanctuary    of    their    room    &&    their    embrace,       there    is    no    war.     here,       she    knows    what    it    is    like    to    be    safe    &&    cherished    beyond    all    measure.

[kingcenred]

@magikborn liked [x] for a starter: For Arthur Pendragon.

It had taken much persuasion to get Cenred this far, and as he dismounted his horse in the courtyard of the Camelot citadel, he had to swallow down his disgust. How many magical beings had been executed here?

The temptation to immediately return to his own kingdom was great, but a peace treaty with the new Pendragon King would be - according to his advisors - exceedingly beneficial to Essetir. Particularly now, as they rebuilt the army after the damage Morgause had caused. It was Uther that Cenred held so much disdain for, and there was talk across the whole of Albion that his son took a different approach to leading; perhaps the discussions could be fruitful.

"Arthur," he reluctantly greeted the younger monarch.

[theworldibuilt4you]

[Addie was curled up on the floor, too lost in their misery to notice the screen changing, drowning in emotions that had spent too long repressed.]

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-Addie

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[Sonny groaned a bit, trying to shake off the slight uneasy feeling that had wormed into him. Was that a lag spike..? It... it felt like it, but Sonny knew better than to accept thar blindly. Not with what was going on.]

[And especially not after the sobs and splutters of his muse had filled his ears.]

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[kingcenred]

Somewhat annoyed at the clearing of a throat he turned to pierce their chaperone with his stony gaze, strangely irritated that it made Penelope step back sooner than she would have liked. "But I have hardly started to shock her yet," he warned and, with a twitch of his lips, his previous light mood began to return. "You English are such prudes," he playfully accused, as he led the horse down to the creek.

Patting the creature's flank fondly, he returned and settled himself down beside Penelope, his long legs stretched out over the edge of the blanket. "Although, I must admit, the strawberries grown here are far juicer than in Essetir," he mused, picking up a large berry and popping it into his mouth. There had to be some benefits to England, he supposed.

"Here," he picked another strawberry and held it up against Penelope's lips, watching her with a growing smirk, a hint of a challenge in his eyes.

"Bad for business indeed, however will my sheet sale when all anyone can talk about it your death and impending war. I agree we will just have to keep you alive and well" she laughed, enjoying their banter more than she thought was possible given how he made it clear he was not a talker when they met. Yet the more time they spent together the more she found him to be witty, smart and quite well spoken.

"You may be right-- I don't think she has ever ridden a horse in her life" Penelope agreed, sitting perfectly as she had been riding since she was young though did not get the chance to much during the courting season as her mother said it was not lady like. She found she enjoyed the feeling of his arms around her, more than she cared to think too deeply about. She slid forward so he could get down and she accepted his help in her dismount, landing softly on her feet, she lingered closer to him than she should have, eyes meeting his before the maid cleared her throat and began to lay out the blanket.

"She does not approve of our courting it seems, poor dear" the redhead reluctantly stepped out of his hold and moved to assist in unpacking the basket, setting up the pillows and plates of fruit, cheese and meat before she carefully sat down.

[merlin-gifs]

Hello Merlin fans, today we bring you The Merlin-gifs Alphabet Challenge! What is this challenge!? Well, for starters, it has no starting date and no deadline... which means your contribution to the challenge has no expiration date. You may start today, tomorrow or in three months and you're free to choose WHEN to post! For each letter of the alphabet, you are given a prompt (a character, a place, an episode, a colour or a technique) and "officially" you are required to make ONE post per letter, but if you're feeling creative and inspired, feel free to pick more than one option. This challenge is open to any kind of creative content (gifs, graphics, fanarts, photo edits, picspams e.t.c.). We are a gif blog so we can only reblog gifs but don’t let this halt your creativity. The only rule is that you can't skip any letter!

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[ssolessurvivor]

@kingcenred continued [x]

"If I found another monarch, we'd come to learn there is a common denominator responsible for that loneliness." Logan supplies on a softer tone though his body language he knows hasn't softened. He tries, though, desperately so. Arms cross and uncross over his chest and straighten his suit jacket, the day coming to an end where he found Cenred pacing and seemingly not himself. The worry had quickly overruled everything else in the way his own heart fluttered for the King and his well being.

And his eyes take in that hand drifting to his abdomen, a sight Logan knows too well by now given how long he'd been working for Cenred. And...how they'd been drawing closer of late. Honey brows furrow and Logan doesn't hear the other's words immediately. "Is it hurting again?" He asks, moving a little closer to the King. "Tell me what I can do for you, Cen. How can I make this go away? How can I make you feel better?"