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Someday

Pairing: Merlin x Reader

Genre: Bittersweet Angst

Word Count: 2,058

Summary: After getting caught and accused of doing witchcraft, and failing to prove your innocence to Uther, you have to take desperate measures to flea the kingdom. Unfortunately your escape plan works a little too well, and without your knowledge the people close to you end up mourning you.

Request from @joyismycenter : "If you’re asking, I’d love some bbc Merlin x reader where he though the reader was dead but she/they turn out not to be. Love me that happy angst"

Authors Note: Thank you so much for sending in the first request for this blog! Fair warning I'm doing all my writing on my phone at the moment and I couldn't really get the ending to flow how I wanted it to so it's not perfect, but I really hope everyone likes it!

[Image Description: A gif of Merlin (from the BBC Show Merlin played by Colin Morgan) looking over his shoulder. End description]

It was such a silly mistake.

You trusted someone too soon, tried to help them.

Next thing you knew you were being accused of witchcraft. It was true but considering your accuser had no real evidence you thought perhaps you could argue your way out of it. You called them crazy, demanded proof, spouted off any alternative explanation for what had happened to no avail. Uther didn't give a damn about proof, the moment the word magic was held against you it was up to you to prove you hadn't used it.

Even if you hadn't, how do you prove a thing like that?

Pleading your case was useless, and the one person who could help you had left with Arthur and the knights before any of this had begun. Even if they somehow showed up before the execution, you wouldn't want Merlin's help.

He couldn't be caught helping you, not with his destiny. You weren't worth the risk, though he certainly would've argued otherwise if he'd had the chance.

No, you only had one choice left in your small cell. You would have to find an opportunity to use something that you saved for a situation such as this. When an old friend came to visit, to say goodbye, that was your opportunity.

You asked them to come back with the blue vial tucked in the back of your armoire. "It's a poison," You had told them. "I don't want to give Uther the satisfaction."

Tearfully, they obliged. In the middle of the night you chugged it down, and not one hour later your 'body' was wrapped in a sheet and wheeled out of the dungeons 'To be buried in the morning.' But the enchantment on the potion wore off before then, and you woke up alone and free.

You crept out of Camelot at the break of dawn with nothing but the clothes on your back, making it to the treeline before your will broke down and you turned back to look at the old castle peeking out over the tall walls.

Your home was behind those walls, your friends lived there, and the man you had surely fallen for. Tears stung your eyes as you thought about him, the fact you never got to say goodbye, how long it would be until you would see him again.

You could risk waiting for him to return, but if someone outside of Arthur's party were to catch you...you would be forced to do something you'd regret. You'd have to cross the line of no return and goodbye at that point would surely be permanent.

'Someday,' You thought, 'Until then, he'll understand, he might even come find me.'

Little did you know the guard who discovered the empty cloth had no intention of telling the king that the body of a prisoner had gone missing on his watch. No, he had a family to tend to, he wasn't losing his position because of some witch. It didn't even cross his mind that you might not be dead.

There was an empty grave in the pauper's field the next morning, and any questions on your whereabouts were contained in the mind of one underpaid guardsman for two years.

Meanwhile, Merlin had been devastated when he heard the news, even confused. Gaius told him the whole story, what he knew of it anyway, but he could never wrap his mind around it. It didn't make sense. He had spoken to you only a few days before, you smiled and hugged him and told him to come home safe. And just like that you were gone? The irrational fear of someone you tried to help, and the blind tyranny of Uther, that's all it took and now nobody would ever see that smile again. No, it didn't make any sense at all.

He eventually did what he had to do, put on a brave face and got back to work. And yes, a while after that night things got somewhat close to normal again. But there were always moments where he'd think to himself that he'd have to tell you about his day or a joke he heard, and then he'd remember. In other moments, he'd see Uther laughing at dinner or be forced to hear one of his speeches and his jaw would clench just a little tighter than it had before. And when he found himself awake in the middle of the night, when the world was dead silent and the only light in his room came from the moon, it was because he had found himself caught up in the memories you had together.

You had those nights too.

You had been dead on your feet by the time you stumbled into the small, reclusive village you'd learn to call your home. You'd been told that nobody really ever passed through on purpose, and they liked it that way. You told them that you could use a life like that, and then asked if they had need a physician. They did.

Sure, a reclusive person probably would've loved the little life you built for yourself. You had a small but cozy spot to live on the edge of the village, not long after you showed up you began to tend to minor wounds and ailments, making a few friends along the way. Occasionally two farmers would ride into the city to barter off crops for supplies and other things, eventually they began to bring you back a book or a small trinket each time to thank you for your work. It was nice.

But still loneliness tugged at your heart, more than you imagined it would when you took that last look at your home. On the most random days, doing the most random things, you'd find yourself thinking about everyone again and crying for up to an hour before you could pull yourself together again. Those moments became more rare over time, but they never hurt any less. You were never quite back to normal.

Finally, you were wrapping a farmers broken finger, speaking about the state of the kingdom and how you were surprised Uther had felt the need to improve anything it all, when you heard the news.

"Oh, no. The king died months ago, Arthur's in charge now."

You knew you must've gone pale, as the next thing the man said to you was a question of your health. You were quick to respond with a growing smile, "Why didn't you say something earlier?"

He shrugged at you, "I'm not all that concerned with politics. These men, they're all the same to us out here, you know?"

But you knew the difference.

Your life depended on it.

You finished his treatment and sent him away without much else to say on the matter. You had to pack, after all. Later on that day you pleaded with a neighbor to let you borrow her horse, and your friends gathered around as they overheard you say you needed to go to the capitol. You honestly felt a bit bad leaving in such a rush, but after you relayed a safe version of your story, why you came here and why you had to leave, they all seemed to understand.

With many promises from you that they could send for you if they ever needed to, and many words of encouragement from them, you took off. Even when you stopped in the night to allow the horse some rest, you never got any yourself, too excited and nervous and overwhelmed all at once. You spent hours contemplating what to say to everyone, but nothing seemed right.

Another days journey, and you were home.

The response you got to your return wasn't what you expected. Your first stop was to check on the friend who got the potion to you in the first place, and strangely they let out a short shriek before slamming the door in your face. You knocked again, speaking through the door. "It's me...I'm back?"

"Go away!"

You furrowed your brow at them, hurt and confused. But ultimately you walked away, thinking a reaction like that might be deserved considering what you must've put them through that night. As you continued down the street there were a few people who recognized you and proceeded to clear out of your way with gasps and whispers, pulling along anyone they were walking with.

Last time you were here you had been accused of witchcraft, and two decades of fear don't just disappear with a new king, so you simply accepted that as the reasoning and started to make your way up through the lower towns.

On the other end of the city, Merlin had just reached the end of an extremely long day. It had dragged on so long that it felt as though the walk from the armoury to his room took another hour. He didn't even bother to get something to eat, he just wanted to sleep. So naturally when he had just layed down in bed when someone decided to knock on the front door, he didn't know any better than to be annoyed.

At first he thought Gaius would take care of it, then he remembered that he wasn't home.

Maybe they'll just go away.

Whoever it was knocked again and he pulled the pillow over his head.

Please go away.

The front door creaked open and he heard a familiar voice call out. "Hello...Gaius? Merlin?"

He sat up, a heavy feeling settling into his gut as he realized where he had heard that voice before.

But...it couldn't be. Could it?

He shook his head, leaving his bedroom to shoo out the person who couldn't have been you.

But there you were, flipping through an old book that had been sitting on the table since the day before. When you noticed he was standing there you looked up with a sad smile, saying the only thing that you could think of; "Hi..."

"Hi?"

"I uh- I know it's been a long time," You started, crossing your arms over your chest in an awkward stance. "I wish I didn't have to leave like I did but..."

"Leave??" He repeated what you said once more. Finally you registered how strangely he was looking at you, not angry or upset but bewildered, and maybe even scared. What he said next confused you even more. "How are you alive?"

"I thought you might've had more faith in me than that." You joked, but he wasn't amused. "Am I missing something?"

He was hesitant to approach you, unsure of how he was supposed to say it but he tried. "They told me you were gone, that you'd poisoned yourself. I mean...Gaius saw you."

"It was meant to look like that, but it was a trick." You said. "I left when I awoke, they didn't tell people I escaped?"

He shook his head no, tears starting to stream down his face. "...I can't believe this."

As the reality of the situation hit you, you couldn't help but cry as well. All you were guilty about, what you thought you put your loved ones through, it had actually been so much worse. "I am so sorry, if I had any idea I would've- well I don't know what I would've done. I'm sorry."

"Don't be. I'm just, I'm so happy that you're here, and you're okay." Striding over with a grin, he pulled you into his arms. "I've missed you."

"And I, you. More than I could ever put into words." With a laugh you continued. "Things got so boring without you."

"I'm sure they did, you won't believe some of things I have to tell you."

And that was all it took, you both sat down at a table as you filled each other in on everything that had happened in the last two years. It took hours, there were multiple times you had to stop and collect yourselves as certain stories had you laughing until your stomachs ached. Gaius came home and after another tearful welcome back he made you all something to eat and had plenty of his own twists on things that had happened.

As if no time had passed at all, the world felt normal again. You were back where you belonged.

You were home.

#Merlin x reader #bbc merlin x reader #bbc merlin fanfiction

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Tick's Prompt List

[Image description: Gwaine from the BBC show Merlin smiling, putting a flower in his mouth , and walking away with a shake of his head. End Description]

Prompts are under the cut!

For Requests, include:

1. Main Character

2. Reader Pronouns

3. Platonic or Romantic

4. Fluff, Angst, Paranormal/Action

5. An AU if you want one (Ex: Soulmate)

6. A specific situation if you want one (Ex. Engagement, Break-up, Reuniting)

7. And a short summary of what you want/ a dialogue prompt!

Feel free to offer up new prompts for the list if you have any, I want to keep things fresh!

Prompts!

Funny Fluff:

1. A: “[Blank]?” B: “Yes?” A: “Why are you holding my hand?”

2. A: *Uses Pet Name* B: *Double Take Incoming*

3. A: “You liiiike me.” B: “Shut up.”

4. “I like this picture.”

5. “I’m not touching you :3”

6. “Pay attention to me!”

7. “When in doubt…drink said doubts away.”

8. “We are NOT adopting a [pet.]” *Jumpcut to them holding said pet.*

9. “You’re such a dork.”

11. “This is not where I saw this day heading.”

12: “This is not how I saw my life going.”

13: “I may be stupid, but I’m not an idiot.”

14: “I haven’t even had coffee yet.”

15: “Secret admirer? Really?”

16: “You bet on us??”

17: “If I didn’t know any better, I’d think you want to kiss me.”

Sweet Fluff:

18: “You’re not supposed to take mario-cart this seriously.”

19: A: “What is it?” B: “I just never realized your eyes were like that before.”

20: “I didn’t think it was possible to love someone so much.”

21: “Dance with me?”

22: “I feel like I was meant to find you.”

23: “Have you ever pictured a future with me?”

24: “I’ll be here as long as you’ll have me.”

25: “Marry me(./?)”

26: A: “Do you trust me?” B: “Of course.”

27: “You’re not alone.”

28: “Do you believe in love at first sight?”

29: “What are you talking about? You’re perfect.”

30: “Stay, please?”

31: “You make me happy.”

32: “I’m on your side.”

33: “God you’re cute/adorable/beautiful.”

34: “I just can’t stay mad at you.”

Angst:

35: “You never fail to brighten my days.”

36: “Just breathe.”

37: “Who hurt you?”

38: “I miss you.”

39: “Who are you?”

40: “How could you?”

41: “I can’t stand you.”

42: “Hold me?”

43: “I’m scared.”

44: “Don’t cry, darling.”

45: “Why would you do this to yourself?”

46: “Are you blaming me?”

47: “You only love the idea of me.”

48: “I only ever loved the idea of you.”

49: “Tell me the truth.”

50: “Just come home, please.”

Horror and Action:

51: “Let’s go home, please.”

52: “I told you this was a bad idea.”

53: “I’m tougher than I look.”

54: “You hear that too, right?”

55: “You can’t trust them.”

56: “I’m not cut out for this.”

57: “That wasn’t me.”

58: “Follow my lead and you just might make it out alive.”

59: “Don’t look behind you.”

60: “Don’t look down.”

61: A: “You’re a terrible driver!” B: “That’s fair since I don’t have a license!”

62: “You do this for a living?”

63: A: “I don’t believe in ghosts.” B: *about to ruin this mans whole career*

Wild Card:

64: “We should run.”

65: “Liar.”

66: “You’re my best friend.”

67: “…What are you talking about?”

68: “This is all your fault.”

69: “My hero(./!)”

70: “Prove it.”

71: “Do you hear yourself right now?”

72: “It was an accident, I swear.”

73: “I’ve got you.’

74: "I’m not joking.”

Alternate Universe/Scenario Prompts:

75: “It’s so hard for me to put this into words.”

-First sentence tattoo

Modern AU

Soulmate AU’s

-First touch tattoo

-Meeting timer

-Black and white sight until they meet

Next Door Neighbors

-Meet in dreams

Enemies to Lovers

Vampire/Witch/Werewolf Y/n or MC

Superhero Y/n or MC

Fake Dating

Stuck in retail together

Diner or Coffeeshop au

Snowed in (or otherwise stuck together)

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