#arthur pendragon x reader

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HIIII I'm a big fan of your work and I really love it your writing is amazing , this may be a weird request and if your uncomfortable you don't have to do it , it's fine I completely understand, so it's like merlin and Arthur and the reader and they are all soulmates and it's there first time meeting each other . Thank you in advance

Modern! Reader Gets Transported to Albion

idea : modern world! reader gets transported to Albion and meets Arthur and Merlin. unbeknownst to you and the prince of Camelot, the three of you are soulmates.

type : imagines

word count : 0.7k

pairing/s involved : Arthur x Reader, Merlin x Reader

warning/s : almost drowning, panicking

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Note : MY FIRST REQUEST! Whoever you are, thank you for reading my works and I might've changed a little bit in your request. Also, I apologize that it took so long, school has been keeping me busy. I hope you like it! 😊

You've always been a fan of BBC Merlin so when you had the chance to take a trip to Europe, you did.

You went to all the locations where they filmed the series like Château de Pierrefonds and Chislehurst Caves. The last destination is where the Lake of Avalon is; Forest of Dean.

Luckily you are alone, giving you the chance to fully enjoy the beautiful sceneries and serene atmosphere.

It made you feel a deeper sense of nostalgia and melancholy— how the precious characters you loved dearly died and were 'buried' there.

With one last selfie, you were about to walk back to you car when you hear it. A faint voice, filled with sorrow and longing.

"(Y/N)... Save us."

It's coming from the lake.

Something glimmers on it's shore, a sapphire drop necklace with golden chain. When you attempt to pick it up, the world begins to spin.

Suddenly, you were underwater.

Panic builds in your chest not because you can't swim, but an unseen force seems to harshly pull you down no matter how hard you try to stay afloat.

"Help me! Please, someone—"

Air runs out from your lungs when a pair of bulky arms grabs your body and begins to swim you to safety.

"Don't worry, I got you."

I heard that voice before.

The stranger easily carries you to ground, draping a large cloak on your shivering body. Rubbing your eyes for better sight, you look up...

Bradley James?

"Are you alright?"

No. You're certain that Bradley doesn't look that young anymore, keeping up with his latest activities online.

"I told you to be careful, Arthur!"

Turning your head, you see Colin Morgan run towards the two of you with a worried expression on his face.

He looks younger too.

"Ah, Merlin. Fetch the horses, she might need medical attention. May I ask for you name, my lady?"

Arthur? Merlin? Wait... Oh my God.

Realization hits you hard when both men stare at you expectantly, waiting for your answer.

The way they speak, their clothes, their appearances... it's exactly the same in the show you binge-watch every Christmas season.

Am I in the show? That's not possible...right?

"W-Where are we?"

"Camelot."

Shit.

You expect someone to go 'You just got punked!'; that would've been better than two men (who you have a huge crush on) staring at you, confused.

You waited for a moment but nothing happens.

This is real. I'm actually in Albion.

Fear and anxiety creeps into your system, as many questions form in your head. Did I die? What's going on? What season is this? How can I ever get back?

Due to the overwhelming emotions, your breath shortens and keeled over.

Bradley, or Arthur (You have no idea anymore), quickly catches you and gently carries you to his horse.

"We must make haste!" was the last thing you heard before you blacked out.

Merlin, on the hand, knew this would happen. In fact, he dreams of you.

He sees you in vague images, like old memories— happily kissing his cheek, witnessing him use magic, encouraging him to do another trick, etc.

He already etched in his mind your pretty face, your melodious voice, your playful grin— everything about you.

Then Arthur shares the same experience, dreaming about a woman who's description mirrors yours.

Kilgharrah told him that the woman of their dreams will arrive soon from faraway land and will play significant role in the prophecy.

However, the dragon didn't specify how. He only said—

"(Y/N) is your soulmate, Emrys. She sees you and Arthur in a light no one else ever will."

Soulmates are uncommon, even for druids. Only a few were blessed, to have something so wholesome and pure.

So when he heard your cry for help, he is ecstatic. You have finally arrived. His soulmate... and Arthur's.

He wryly smiles at this. Funny how he shares, not only his destiny with the prat, but also you.

The trip to the castle was faster than they anticipated. Arthur told him to call Gaius and meet them in his bedroom.

It caught the attention of everyone. The prince carrying an unconscious woman in his private chambers will surely stir gossip.

But Arthur didn't care, and Merlin didn't know if he should be proud or worried.

The court physician said you are healthy, they only have to wait for you to wake up. He left to attend other matters; leaving the three of you alone.

"This is her." The prince laughs in disbelief, incognizant of what Merlin knows. "The girl in my dreams, I can't believe it!"

Merlin tries to hide his smirk, Arthur can be so adorable when he's clueless.

"Nor can I, sire."

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Arthur x reader - our secret

Can you do Arthur with Merlin’s sister who also has magic and uses it to save him and he keeps her secret because he cares about her.🙃🙂 - @faithm120601 💜

Running through the hallways, you were cursing your brother out for making you do this.

You didn’t want to be a part of anything, but he made a good point of Arthur probably had no idea about the intruders, and that somebody had to warn him but it was too last.

Since Merlin could keep them back a little and use his magic without Arthur being there, he then left telling the prince of Camelot to you.

“Is everything alright (Y/N)?” Leon asked.

“Intruders at the front! Merlin trying to hold them off!” You called.

“What?!”

“Go! I’ll tell Prince Arthur!”

Leon nodded his head and ran in the direction you had just come from while you carried on your route.

You were close, just a few more hallways and you were be there.

Running around the final one, you stopped to take a few breaths, walking over to the doors where there were supposed to be guards.

But there were none and that put you on edge as you approached the large doors.

You could hear the signs of struggling, and you peaked through the gap in the door.

You could see anything, but you could tell there was a fight going on inside, so, cautiously you opened the door a bit more so you could slip in.

Arthur was in there, pinned to the wall, struggling to hold back the sword that was against his neck.

You didn’t know what to do, and in your panic of not wanting to let him die, you raised your hands, eyes turning gold as you whispered something under your breath.

You threw your hand to the side, and the attacker went flying on the floor.

Quickly you lowered your hand and hid yourself behind a cabinet.

“Who’s there?” Arthur called.

He looked around, but couldn’t see anybody.

He couldn’t search the room, he needed to deal with the attacker.

After a few moments you stood up.

“Sire, there’s been intruders, Sir Leon has been told and he has gone to my brother who is at the front of the castle with them.” You said.

Arthur looked at you, then the unconscious man on the floor.

“I think the warning came a bit too late.” He snapped slightly.

“I’m sorry, I came as fast as I could.”

Arthur sighed, shaking his head.

“It’s fine, who else has been told?”

“King Uther, as well as the other guards.” You explained.

Arthur slowly nodded his head, narrowing his eyes at you a little bit.

He carried on binding the man so he couldn’t break free, and began to slowly move around the room.

You watched him carefully, making sure that he was okay.

Seeing movement behind him you looked at it.

“Arthur behind you!”

He wasn’t going to be able to turn around quick enough, you saw that.

So, you did the one thing you’re good at.

Using your magic, you used it to throw a book at the man, and you quickly put your hands behind your back.

“You have magic?!” Arthur hissed.

You said nothing.

He marched over to you, standing right in front of you, sword still clutched tightly in his hands.

“Please don’t tell my brother… or Gaius…” you whispered.

He furrowed his brows.

“They don’t know?”

You sighed, looking at him, shaking your head a little bit.

“No, I knew what would happen to me if anybody found out, I never wanted to bring them into that. They know nothing of it.”

Arthur looked a little confused.

“You know what will happen to you but still you chose to use magic in front of me? Why?”

You gave Arthur a little smile.

“Because you’re the prince, it may not be my duty to protect you, but you were in danger. I would do it over again, between you dying to some intruders, and me being executed for using magic, I guess the choice is as simple as any.”

“You were the one behind the defence last week, aren’t you? Bandits suddenly disappear, what did you do with them?”

“I am, but they didn’t get hurt. I simply trapped them in a different part of the valley to you is all. Then scared them away.”

Arthur slowly nodded his head.

“Why will you not run away?”

“What’s the use? You already know, I knew what my fate would be when I made that choice sire, why run?”

He looked at you and you smiled at him.

“Please Sire, Merlin and Gaius may be confused, but don’t tell them. Tell them I left, I had to go home, I’ll write a note, it’ll be easier on them.”

Arthur sighed softly, nodding his head.

“Of course, I’m sorry it has to come to this.” He said quietly.

You smiled slightly.

“It’s okay.”

You both turned to the door as it was opened, and Uther came rushing in with some guards.

You bowed your head in respect, stepping away from the Prince.

You listened to them as they talk, but stayed lost in your own mind at the same time, not really taking the words in.

You were trying to think of what would happen to your brother, your best friend, you just wanted at least for him to be okay.

“You did this?”

You snapped out of your head, turning to the king, nodding your head.

“Yes sire, I did.”

He looked at you, walking closer.

“You brought down a fully grown man? How?”

You went to speak, but Arthur beat you too it.

“She threw the book! She has a good throw from what I saw.”

Uther turned to his son.

“Threw a book?”

Arthur quickly picked up the book you had used your magic on, and set it down on the cabinet.

“I see.”

Uther turned to you.

“In that case, thank you. I dread to think what would have happened if you hadn’t of come.”

“You needn’t thank me. I would do the same again if I had to.”

Uther smiled a little.

“That’s reassuring to hear, I will have these two taken out and guards placed at the door, more this time. Find somebody to clean this up.”

“I will do it Sire, I’m here already.”

He nodded and left, and you began to clear up the mess that had been made in the room.

After a few minutes when you were sure everybody was gone, you glanced up at Arthur who was just about to leave the room.

You decided not to bring it up there, so you waited.

Maybe he was still going to tell his father, but over the next few days nothing happened.

You found the Prince stood near some shelves, so you walked over, pretending to clean them.

“Sire?”

“Yes?”

Arthur turned to look at you.

“Why haven’t you told anybody?”

“Why would I?”

You glanced at him before turning away.

“You saved my life, I owe you that much to do the same to you at least. But you need to promise me no more.” He whispered.

You slowly shook your head.

“I can’t make that promise, I would do it again if I had to.”

“Then you risk being exposed, please, no more (Y/N)…”

You sighed, turning your attention to him.

“Okay…”

He smiled, looking around before he stepped closer.

“Thank you..”

With that, he brushed his hand against yours as he left with a little smile on his face, and you smiled as well, know at least for now everything was going to be okay.

But who knew what the future would bring

#bbc Merlin #bbc merlin x reader #bbc merlin x you #bbc Merlin imagine #arthur pendragon imagine #arthur pendragon #arthur pendragon x reader #Arthur pendragon x you

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SWEETHEART — ARTHUR PENDRAGON

masterlist

→ pairing: arthur pendragon x princess!reader

→ description: as a child, you had spent countless summers in camelot, your whole youth characterised by infatuation with arthur pendragon. though the feeling was mutual, your responsibilities as princess of your own kingdom meant that you had not returned in years. arthur had always held hope that one day you would reunite — but when you do, news of your betrothal leads him to believe he may have lost you forever.

→ warnings: angst at first, happy ending!!, merlin being a little shit stirring prat (who i adore).

“So this is the Princess Y/N we’re talking about here?”

Arthur scoffed at his friend’s teasing grin, rolling his eyes at the way Merlin’s arms crossed over his chest.

“The same Princess Y/N with whom you’ve been in love for… quite possibly all of eternity? Who you’ve spoken of constantly since we met? Who you’ve not seen in years except for in your dreams?”

“Alright, alright, Merlin,” Arthur warned, “Yes it is that Princess Y/N. And you’re not to say a word to her. I have waited a long time for this moment and you will not ruin this for me.”

Merlin smirked, uncrossing his arms to raise them in a show of surrender, “I won’t, I won’t.”

There was a moment of silence — Arthur pausing to heave in a deep breath as it dawned on him that you really had just arrived back in Camelot.

It had been almost five years since he had seen you.

Your father and his had been close friends and allies since their own childhood, and so you and Arthur had grown incredibly close.

Too close, perhaps.

You were his first love, and he yours, and having given each other all of your firsts you had both assumed that one day you might wed and rule both of your kingdoms together.

Instead, you had not been back in so long that he had begun to fear you never would.

As the only child in a rare kingdom accepting of a female heir, you had been in training to become queen upon your father’s death since you reached 17.

As a result, you’d not had the free time to visit Camelot, much to your dismay. Arthur too hadn’t been able to visit you, and so contact had ceased entirely as you went about your busy lives.

To say you missed Arthur was an understatement — he had been your absolute world.

From the days of chasing him through castle grounds and giggling under tables, to the days of lovelorn stares and stolen kisses, the arrogant prince would remain the love of your life for as long as you would live. You were certain of that.

And to now be returning to Camelot after all of this time, you were utterly terrified — even more so given the news that you were returning to share.

As soon as you caught sight of Arthur amidst the throng of knights your heart raced impossibly fast; Faster even than it already was at the thought of seeing him.

Now, it was real.

“Is that her?” Merlin pointed a finger directly at you, causing Arthur to twist on his heel and spot you and your guards (though not before grabbing Merlin’s finger and twisting his arm for daring to point at you).

Your pace quickened as you watched his eyes widen, and leapt straight into his arms when you reached him, though you knew this was not something you should be doing in public — even if you were tucked away where only the other Knights of Camelot (and Merlin) could see the encounter.

“My Lord,” you beamed, pulling back from the embrace to take in the sight of the man before you. A man still just as perfect as he once was.

“My Lady,” he smiled, his cheeks rosy as the sound of your voice washed over him still, though he would claim it was due to the cold, “I—I almost fear that I am simply imagining you or that it cannot possibly be you.”

You giggled, biting your lip as you felt his eyes linger intensely on yours, “It’s me, Artie. The same old Princess Y/N/N. Could we talk, perhaps, in private?”

He quirked his brow as he looked down at you, before nodding and leading you elsewhere. You noticed what you assumed to be his servant following close behind, but Arthur dismissed him with haste and he hovered seemingly just out of earshot instead, “Don’t worry about Merlin. I’ll introduce you after.”

You grinned nervously, still taken aback by even being in his presence.

“Little has changed, I see,” he laughed, before leaning to whisper, “You are still as beautiful as ever.”

“Unfortunately, Arthur, that— that’s why I am here,” you frowned at the ground, refusing to catch his eye again, “In fact, a lot has changed.”

“What do you mean, my love?”

“Arthur I—, I—, I have come here to bestow an invitation upon you.”

Arthur’s face twisted in further confusion, a frown set on his face as your words worried him, “An invitation?”

“To my wedding,” you gulped, watching the colour drain from his features as you spoke the dreaded words, “I am to be married in a fortnight.”

Arthur took a step back and you could now no longer feel his breath fanning across your face. You had waited an age to be reunited and to be doing so on these terms was agonising.

“This must be a joke, Princess. Tell me it’s a joke. Please, tell me it’s a joke?”

The tears that had been pricking at your eyes fell freely now as the weight of your confession crashed down upon you.

You would never love a man like you loved Arthur — it was an impossibility and you knew it. Your betrothal was merely the result of your father’s ill health and the influence of your fiancé - his closest advisor.

You were all but trapped in this engagement, and you had to make that clear to Arthur.

Your father had intended to send his Knights to invite the Prince and King Uther, but you had insisted upon breaking the news yourself.

Some small piece of you hoped that Arthur would object so profusely that he would instead beg for your hand — because you knew your father’s love for Camelot might outweigh the influence of Lord F/N and he might change his mind.

But you feared that this was merely a pipe dream, knowing that Arthur’s pride might in fact act as a barrier to his honesty.

He had missed you immeasurably too, of course, and Merlin’s prying eyes and ears couldn’t let Arthur be so silly. He might know Arthur to be a prat, but he wasn’t about to let him waste his chance at getting you back.

Besides, he knew he wouldn’t be able to cope with the moping.

“Arthur, I’m sorry—,”

“Who is it? Who is he?”

“I don’t—,”

“I must know.”

“It— I— I am to be wed to Lord F/N…”

Arthur’s face almost seemed to wash with relief for a moment, before the former strained expression returned. Sure — he could assume you weren’t in love with your betrothed, but regardless you were getting married to a man that wasn’t him.

“Is this a strategic marriage, would you say?” Trust Merlin to interject so impertinently and at such an awkward time.

You looked taken aback, perplexed by the servant boy’s apparent lack of manners, “Excuse me?”

“Apologies, my Lady, but I only ask for the Prince’s sake because I fear he won’t, and I know he wants to. Desperately, actually,” the cheeky grin on his face and Arthur’s wide eyes told you this behaviour was not unusual of him, “Is this marriage purely for the sake of your kingdom, then? Or a love match?”

Of course he knew the answer. It was clear as day — every bordering kingdom knew of your father’s declining health, and of Lord F/N having worked his way up to become his closest confidante.

“Artie— You know I love my father dearly,” you were practically pleading with him as you began to answer, addressing him instead of his servant, “And he cares for Lord F/N. I do hope that one day I might love him. Until then… Well, you have to understand that I have no choice.”

The frown on Arthur’s face was an agonising sight for you to see.

“I’m surprised there was no marriage alliance between your kingdom and Camelot, my Lady,” Merlin continued, still smirking, and Arthur elbowed him in the side, “Ow! I’m just saying… I’m sure the King would have obliged. His heir, wedded to a woman who will also be Queen in her own right. Two kingdoms so aligned. More power. Seems a no brainer to me. But eh, a wedding is a wedding to me! Even if it should be Arthur you’re marrying.”

Arthur looked distraught by Merlin’s outburst.

You couldn’t figure out what to say.

“Right. Leaving you to it. I’ll be just over there.”

Arthur shooting daggers at him had clearly finally hit him, and he scampered off, leaving you and Arthur staring intensely into each other’s eyes.

“Do you think…” you began, your voice barely a whisper as you looked down at your feet for a moment, “Do you think that he is right? Your servant? Do you share his belief that our fathers would agree to such an idea?”

Arthur fought the twitch of a smile threatening to erupt on his face now that you’d expressed even the slightest hope that that could be an option for you.

“I do,” he nodded, capturing your hands in his as he spoke, “And I’d be lying if I said that I hadn’t hoped I might have the chance to propose that while you were here. I’m not the childish boy I once was — well, for the most part — and to marry the woman I love as well as strengthening my kingdom? I can think of nothing I’d like more.”

You tried desperately to suppress the butterflies in your stomach at the sound of the words “The woman I love.”

“But would King Uther agree?”

Arthur scoffed, “My father despises Lord F/N, the meddlesome bloody fool. He would have us married today if it pushed that man into obscurity. He’s the reason our kingdoms have become so much less closely allied in recent years. Our fathers rarely see each other because of his interventions.”

You gulped, taking stock of what he had just said and pondering what this might mean.

“And that’s the truth?”

“Would I ever lie to you, Y/N/N?”

At this you sighed — you knew he wouldn’t. You knew he was always honest with you, even if you were the only person who ever had the fortune of being graced with this honesty.

You glanced around you, acknowledging that nobody was looking but your guards, and pulled him behind a wall nearby into the quiet of where Merlin had previously been lurking.

Your hands found his jaw and you tiptoed to kiss him, breathless at the spontaneity of your actions. He was quick to kiss back (and as good of a kisser as you remembered!) and before you knew it he had your back against the wall and deepened the kiss with parted lips.

You were like this for a few moments, before you placed a hand on his chest, feeling the fast thrum of his heartbeat, and shot him a beaming smile.

“Well, what are we waiting for? Where might we find your father?”

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ok so i had so much fun writing that !!! i hope you enjoyed, i could make this a two parter if anyone would want? (either about them discussing w uther or about the wedding itself? please let me know if you’d like either of those!)

requests are still open as i’m finally back writing, but in the meantime here is my masterlist!

#arthur pendragon x y/n #arthur pendragon x reader #arthur pendragon #arthur pendragon imagine #merlin #merlin bbc #bbc merlin #bbc merlin imagine #bbc merlin imagines #merlin imagines

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Merlin Masterlist

as always, if you want to read everything i've written about this, including match ups and all, click here

Gwaine:

Going Swimming

Slow-Dancing

Where's Gwaine?

Scaredy Cat

Older Brother Gwaine Headcanons

Lancelot:

You Feel Like Home

Can You Play With My Hair?

That Nervous

Mage Headcanons

If Lancelot Survived Headcanons

Chronic Pain Headcanons

Leon:

Safe and Sound

Morgana:

Dating Morgana Headcanons

Merlin:

Dating Merlin Headcanons

Merlin in Love Headcanons

Headcanons #1

Percival:

Dating Percival Headcanons

Arthur:

Headcanons #1

#merlin #bbc merlin #masterlist #nav #gwaine x reader #sir gwaine x reader #arthur pendragon x reader #morgana pendragon x reader #sir percival x reader #percival x reader #merlin x reader #leon x reader #sir leon x reader #lancelot x reader #sir lancelot x reader

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Ahhh if maybe I can request a continuation from the Guinevere!Reader request? Like after the events of 7DS when Arthur gained Chaos he slowly starts to change to how he is in 4KOA. She gets worried and Arthur assures her that he's still the same but seeing as the change becomes worse she soon after escapes and goes into hiding in hopes of finding a way to save him until after the incident in Liones (4KOA) and later is brought back to Camelot. (We'll assume Guinevere!Reader has the same power as...the loli but did a better job in hiding her powers.)

OoohhhOHHhoo this is very interesting! Specially with the trailer of the Anime recently🥺 Thank you for the Request ❤️❤️

Arthur Pedragon King of Chaos x Guinevere!Reader: 4 knights of apocalypse.

Genre: Headcanons

Reader: female

Warnings: SPOILERS FROM THE MANGA OF NANATSU NO TAIZAI AND 4 KNIGHTS OF THE APOCALYPSE!! Arthur with chaos, Angst- some comfort, some soft yandere?? rather Arthur in 4kota being his own warning, reader has the power of a kaleidoscope (can see the future), mentions of death, somewhat long work, I think that's all.

FIRST PART FOR CONTEXT

You didn't like to remember what happened during the holy war. Neither of the you two wanted.

All the humans who died, the friends lost, how Arthur had died, even if it was temporary, it was something that would remain forever in your mind and heart.

only for the total destruction of Camelot to occur shortly after.

The war was won, yes, but at what cost...

It took a toll on both of them.

A part of you felt guilty for not having been able to prevent this future scenario with your power, but Arthur was always quick to tell you you didn't have to feel that way, after all going against destiny was much more dangerous and unpredictable.

Arthur, even with all the loss he had suffered in that time, was happy that you were safe and by his side, he wouldn't change that.

Even if the words of support felt good, you could see right through him, and how the situation had definitely damaged him severely.

not only for his lost arm, but for his damaged spirit.

and it was something else that changed him...

The chaos.

Of course, at the time you did not accept that Merlin used Arthur as a vessel for that thing, but it was not in your power to decide, now, with things as they were, you could see more clearly how Chaos affected Arthur.

Even if it was in his general aura, it made him more threatening, colder...menacing.

He did not direct this attitude towards you! With you, in general terms, he was still the same Arthur that you fell in love with, that you married... but he started to change little by little.

Arthur became considerably more clingy after all the trauma he had gone through in the holy war, at first you even considered it normal, if it weren't for the fact that later it could have been seen as a warning sign.

Arthur is more clingy with chaos, he slowly clings to what he has left in the war, in this case, YOU.

For this reason, he begins to show certain tendencies or amplify those he already had, for example, his protection over you.

I have the personal hc that at first Arthur's outbursts due to the chaos only came to light (initially) in moments of high tension(like in the anime), so the first stage of "infection" so to speak passed quite unnoticed.

However, it does not mean that it did not have worrying moments.

Related to the above, Arthur would literally have quite serious fits of rage if you went on, for example, a small reconnaissance mission with Knights and ended up injured.

and I'm not talking about just "getting angry" I mean he might even deploy his sword with them (you'll have to do something if you want the Knights to come out alive, another warning sign...).

At this point, Arthur begins to show more of the side we see in 4kota, although quite Lowkey.

but it doesn't mean he doesn't say some pretty dark things.

For example, his dislike of other races is becoming more and more evident. especially demons.

Even if you want to understand what's happening to him, you can't, not when you see it and you KNOW that this will end very badly...

I don't think Arthur is confrontational, but you definitely don't sit back and watch him talk bad about the races he fought SIDE BY SIDE in the war. Didn't that matter to him anymore? Now they were all the same to him. the?only evil beings who want to harm humanity?

Arthur has the ability to not shout or take fights to extreme levels, but the worst thing is that he also does not deny anything or leave the argument halfway. which only confirms that his ideas are becoming increasingly solid and dangerous.

Unfortunately you cannot see a future where you change his ideas permanently. at least not now. while Arthur becomes more radical day by day.

but at least you know VERY well what this change is due to: Chaos.

It's the first step in undoing the damage, but it's difficult to do it on your own while Chaos has more and more control over Arthur.

He continues to be a good and loving husband to you... I listen to his opinions and ideas... you don't know what to do.

By the time he has the whole plan to use Britannia to rebuild Camelot at the cost of the lives of the other races and to destroy EVERYTHING in favor of an "eternal kingdom"... that's when you start planning.

you need to find a way to get Chaos out of Arthur.

But first you should get away from him, no matter how discouraging it may be. You love your husband, but for that reason you must leave him to SAVE HIM.

Using your Kaleidoscope, you were able to find the perfect way out of "Camelot" before anyone noticed.

and as soon as you were out of that bubble, you began your journey towards Britannia.

To say that Arthur was distraught at first would be an understatement.

Let's say that at first Arthur thinks you were kidnapped, it's that serious.

He has his knights rushing out to go look for you (fearing for their lives when they return without you or clues to your whereabouts) and Arthur is VERY tempted to go on his own to look for you in every corner of the continent.

but he cannot leave the kingdom for too long. Plus he doesn't want to scare you (when he realizes that you left of your own free will).

and Chaos in a way operates a little on their thoughts so that the following happens.

In the time that follows, you continue traveling to various parts of the continent in search of a cure for Arthur.

Have you tried to go with fairies, with giants, alchemists, magicians, etc.

but you can't find anything useful.

apart from the fact that you are constantly avoiding Arthur's Knights, whether they are specially sent to look for you or they are simply there for "recruitment".

You were able to easily keep a low profile, hiding your Kaleidoscope power from people knowing that that would be what could (probably) give you away.

Having seen everything the small towns had to offer, and unable to return to Carmelide safely by Arthur's knights, you made a hasty decision.

You went to see the deadly sins to ask them for help. but first of all, to King Meliodas.

without knowing that that was precisely what Arthur wanted.

Arthur knew you well enough to know that even if you knew you shouldn't avoid the future, he had to be cautious about when he wanted to bring you back.

From there, he wouldn't care much about the matter of destiny, but definitely with the prophecy of the Knights of the Apocalypse around, he saw the perfect moment to start his plan.

NOW, during this time, Arthur became the version we know of 4kota, deceptively friendly but very lethal, more sadistic, but more relaxed so to speak.

He sees this situation as even fun now (being completely infected by chaos), and he honestly can't wait to have you back and see what trick you had up your sleeve.

The Knights know it, "Merlin" knows it, all of "Camelot" knows it, he misses you. and he is anxious for you to return to him.

He was definitely anxious because you did a good job hiding for so long, he lost track of you many times (it's not like his Knights had it easy), but at least now that he's sure where you're going, he can send someone who KNOWS finish the job at once.

After a while, you arrived in Liones, determined to reach Meliodas, when you saw the vision...

you being taken to Camelot by a knight named IronSide.

damn.

change of plans.

There wouldn't be time to find what you originally came looking for, but maybe you could warn them about Arthur, change things, for the better.

but it would be difficult to keep a low profile, especially knowing that Arthur's Knight would be lurking. It took you a while to get close.

Meliodas was happy to see you after so long! but he definitely got serious when you said your reason for coming was for Arthur. that he was planning something against Liones, that he had to protect the children from the prophecy (especially Percibal).

and not kill Arthur before you could find a cure for him...

It was at that moment that Megagaland attacked.

oh geez, you have to hide again. you thought and went to your current hiding place.

You weren't that surprised to see that someone was already there...

Ironside...

Arthur could feel when you and Ironside entered Camelot, he could only think 'finally'.

finally someone does their job well, finally everything is back to normal-

You are finally back with him.

The feeling he had before of anticipation becomes more palpable, he is anxiously waiting for you to get to where he is, in the throne room.

and he feels calm, knowing that now he not only has the tactical advantage in this little war, but that he has his dear companion with him. What more could he ask for?

He's anticipating what he's going to say to you... after so much time.

Surprisingly you are also anticipating. You don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing.

You have closely followed the atrocious acts that Arthur has done in the past and continues to do. He is even willing to kill children in order to follow this "everlasting kingdom" for the love of God...

But you know he won't hurt you. He didn't do it before, he won't do it now. no matter how much it changes.

and even if it is difficult to admit. you miss him. He is your husband after all.

but you also miss how everything was before Chaos intervened.....how you would like to help him-

No, you're going to save him...somehow.

even if now you'll probably have to help him with your kaleidoscope...

is what you think as you go with Ironside to what appears to be the lair of the Knights of Chaos.

You (without Ironside, apparently) are transported to the throne room, and see, for the first time in years, Arthur.

He's barely changed physically, advantages of chaos, you suppose, he looks so deceptively innocent...

and meanwhile Arthur can only be grateful that you are finally here...

Do you have any idea how much you worried him when you left? with nothing to say, just leave... but you came back, he can't be mad at you, not when he's been waiting so long to have you this close again...

Far from being angry or minimally irritated with this "act of rebellion," he seems rather amused, even touched, as if what you had done was adorable...he seems happy.

and in some ways, it's contagious. You don't let your guard down, but you can allow yourself this little moment with your husband...

But when he stands up from his throne, he turns towards you and with an expression that reminds you of when everything was fine, he tells you:

-"welcome home, my queen"-

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[shy-blue-blossom]

Arrange love?

Arthur Pendragon

Arthur had been enjoying his day training with the knights and making Merlin's life a misery. Doing the dirtiest chores he could think of. He was soon called by his father, King Uther, and he was seething with anger when he heard what his father had to say. He wanted him to marry some princess that he had never met.

An arranged marriage.

He made his way straight to the training grounds and began to take his anger out on one of the wooden dummies. No one went near him. What angered him the most was that his father never told him he was engaged as he had been since he was 10. He has been engaged for 10 years.

However, as he was destroying the dummy, he didn't notice someone walk up to him.

"You know if you do not pay attention. You are going to get ambushed." Arthur smiles at the voice as he turned around to face his childhood friend.

She was smiling softly at him as she stood there. He walked up to her and immediately pulled her into a hug, which she returned. As he pulled back from the hug he asked why she was in Camelot.

"My father said that I would be a bride, yet I do not know who I am marrying." She told him with a small smile.

"I hope it is me."

"Why?" She asked with a cute confused face.

"My father has just informed me I am in an arranged marriage," Arthur explained to her. "Also, I could not possibly let someone have you when I have fallen for you."

Y/n's face flushed bright red as she stuttered about what to say next. She took some deep breaths before kissing his cheek and wishing he was her groom-to-be. They heard someone clearing their throat. They turned to see their fathers.

They both had smirks on their faces.

They looked at one another and grinned as they knew what their fathers were about to inform them.

Arthur kisses her and they melted into one another. They smiled into the kiss as they heard their fathers cheering for them.

The end.

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[theladyofmanyfandomsfanfiction]

Imagine crashing in Arthur's chambers after some tavern drinks...

There was a knock on the wooden door followed by a pause and then another slow knock. Arthur groaned at the noise as it interrupted his peaceful state of mind. 

Who was at his chambers so deep into the night? 

Sighing, the young prince pulled the covers off and sat up to swing his legs over the edge before taking a stand. Rubbing his face gently with a yawn, Arthur trudged over to his door. Firmly gripping the handle, he propped it open to take a look at his visitor.

Unsurprisingly, the night owl turned out to be his dear friend who was a sporting a lopsided smile. 

“Y/n?” He frowned curiously. What were you doing here at this hour? 

You placed a finger over your lips and hushed him dramatically. 

“Be quiet or the walls will hear you.” You urged.

Arthur rest his head against the door panel and closed his eyes. “You went to the tavern, didn’t you?” 

“I drank fun!” You beamed loudly, completely disregarding your previous instruction. 

Arthur widened the doorway to let you in and you accepted the invitation. Your footsteps uneven and showed clear signs of mead consumption. Closing the door behind him, Arthur started to feel more awake as he followed you through the chamber.

“Is this any hour to be drunk especially when we have the tournament ceremony tomorrow?” He asked.

You ignored him, laughing to yourself as you poked at the armour on his table. Then you took him by surprise and gasped, pointing a finger at him. 

“Are you a knight?” 

Arthur rolled his eyes and heaved another exasperated sigh. 

“Alright, you’re clearly intoxicated.” He said and walked over to the cabinet standing against the wall opposite his bed. He opened the bottom drawer and pulled out a blanket. Bringing it over to the side of his own bed, Arthur laid the soft fabric on the floor and pulled some of his pillows from his bed top to the ground, creating a makeshift bed. 

He went back to you and gently guided you over as you spoke nonsensically. 

“You’re a knight. Maybe I'm a knight? I could be a knight in the night." 

“You already are.” Arthur reminded softly as you took a seat on the blanket.

You chuckled to yourself and laid back to rest your head on the pillow. “I’m a knight.”

Arthur pulled the top blanket from his bed and draped it over your shoulders. The comfort you were cocooned in quickly caused your eyelids to drop and, before you knew it, you were fast asleep.

Arthur smiled to himself and then climbed into his own bed, returning to his own calming dreams.

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[quack-quack-snacks]

Chaos’s Queen

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Pairing(s): Chaos!Arthur Pendragon x Fem!Reader Summary: Arthur shows you what you've been missing out on as Queen. Warnings: Smut, consensual sex (CONSENT IS SEXY KIDS), oral (r! receiving), cunnilingus, throne sex, major overstimulation, fingering, Arthur using his chaos power for sexual uses, body worship (maybe?), praise kink, slightly degrading terms (but no name calling such as slut, whore, etc - I will cry), pet names (pretty girl, sweetheart, darling, my queen, your highness), slight choking kink, throne kink, crown kink, lots of eye contact, no use of (y/n). Word Count: 3,630 Extra Notes: Arthur is in his 30s in this fic, just like he was when he had the chaos power and is the King

HISS HISS PEOPLE UNDER THE AGE OF 18 YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED! YOU ARE RESPONSIBLE FOR YOUR MEDIA CONSUMPTION.

Your eyes looked back and forth between your lover's and the doors of the throne room you stood outside of. Arthur had a sweet smile on his face as he led you through the doors and into the room. It was empty inside, safe for a few servants cleaning and polishing the throne, the gold shining and sparkling with the final rays of the setting sun shining through the room’s windows.

“You’re all dismissed.” He said in a cold tone even though his eyes and smile remained locked on you. “Except you.” His sweet smile transitioned into a smirk and a shiver ran down your spine.

You knew that look.

As the last servant left the room, the throne doors slammed shut by an invisible source and the room’s windows were covered by curtains that were not there a moment before.

Oh god.

You were really in for it.

“Sweetheart, why don’t you come here.” He gently took your hand in his large hands, calloused from years of sword-holding and battle training but soft in their touch for you. Leading you to his throne, he motioned for your to sit. You hesitated, confused, and opened your mouth to speak when his hand reached out and his thumb ran over your bottom lip, pulling it down slightly and trapping your words in your throat. “Just sit,” His thumb left your lips only to be replaced by a slow kiss from his own. “Tonight,” He started speaking, mumbling against your lips. “Tonight you’re the one getting worshipped.” He gently moved you as he kissed you again until your knees backed up against the edge of the throne and pushed you back, making you lose your balance and fall onto it. He smirked, looking down at your slightly disheveled state, flushed cheeks, and the edge of your thinly strapped dress falling off your shoulder, revealing your neck and collarbones to the king’s eyes. Both his hands fell to the armrests to support himself as he leaned down and trailed his nose up from the slight bit of cleavage your dress showed and over your collarbone, stopping momentarily every second to leave teasing kisses along his path that left you breathy and panting, up to right below your ear.

“I’ve had an idea for a while now that I’ve been just dying to try,” He whispered hotly into the skin where your jaw met your neck. “I’ve just been waiting,” he nipped at your skin, “and waiting,” and again, “and waiting,” he growled out before lightly biting down into the crease of your shoulder and neck. You released a low moan at the unexpected act. You felt his lips move into a smirk before his tongue dipped out and he smoothed it over the bitten skin as he released a low moan of his own.

He backed up suddenly and you almost let out a yelp at how you fell forward to chase after his touch. His eyes lit up to see how desperate you were slowly becoming for him.

Taking a moment to take in your appearance once more, he let out a hum of satisfaction before smirking and staring directly into your eyes as he knelt to one knee, and then to the other until he was kneeling before you. His arms rested on the small space beside your thighs the throne gave him, his thumbs just barely grazing along the silk and mesh fabric of your golden and white dress as he leaned in and pressed his face into your stomach. Grazing his nose up and down, going further down each time, reaching closer to where you needed him most. His hands moved from the throne to down where your dress ended at your calves and started lifting it slightly which made your breath hitch.

“You always look so damn good in these dresses, dressed like a queen and looking like one too,” He practically moaned out as his nose hovered right above your arousal and he took a deep breath in. You whimpered at the praise. “It’s about damn time you got treated like one too.”

“Arthur,” you breathed out so softly you were even sure if he heard you but when he tilted his head up to look you in the eyes with a teasing smirk you knew he had. “Arthur, please don’t tease me,” you begged, your voice only a fraction louder than your first call of his name.

“But you sound so sweet when I tease you, your little breathy moans like sweet music to my ears every single time,” He suddenly stuck his nose right up against your clit through your thin dress fabric and a surprised gasp left your parted lips.

As you continued to whimper and plead while he continued to tease you, he finally had some mercy on you and brought the lining of your dress up to your thighs. Looking up at you in a moment of softness, he looked into your eyes with a concerned and questioning look, silently asking for your consent. You gave him a small smile and nodded before leaning down slightly to give him a slow, light kiss. Just as you were about to lift your hips to help him take your dress off, there was a gust of wind, forcing you to close your eyes. When you opened them your dress was nowhere to be seen. Your body was left bare except for your matching set of bra and panties.

You shivered as your bare skin touched the cool surface of the golden throne, but the light touches from calloused fingers warmed your body instantly. He slowly trailed his fingers up your legs, touch so light it felt feathery. Starting at your calves, his fingers danced higher and higher, drawing light circles every once in a while. Reaching your thighs, the touch started to get heavier. Rougher.

He started kneading your outer thighs, still refusing to touch anywhere that would give you the stimulation you needed. His kisses traveled down from the crevice of your neck to the valley between your breasts, leaving bite marks and kiss stains littered across your skin.

Finally. Finally. His kisses stopped and his breath hovered over the, now damp with your arousal, fabric of your panties.

With no warning, he shoved his face into your dripping cunt and started licking at you through the fabric ever so slowly, still wanting to tease you until you got so desperate you started begging with everything you had.

"Arthur, please!" You whined as he pulled his mouth away and blew cold air on your drenched undergarment.

He smirked.

Pulling your panties down past your ankles and across the room with your dress, he shoved his mouth into you again. His lips wrapped around your clit and sucked roughly sending an intense wave of euphoria throughout your entire body. Your back arched and you moaned loudly. Your hands reached out to grab onto his hair before they were grabbed by cold gold hands and restrained against the armrests of the throne chair.

He tsked and smirked as his chaos power activated, "No, no, sweetheart, just relax. Today is all about you," He spoke directly against your clit, the vibrations of his words sending jolts through your bones and tingles to the back of your head. "You've been working so hard recently," He licked at your clit between his words, continuing to give you pleasure while praising you. "Training with the new guards," another lick, "Helping me calm down whenever I get too stressed or angry," and another, "Sitting with me through those boring meetings that make me want to rip my hair out," His lingering frustration over his duties as a king slipped out through his actions. His tongue got rougher, his lips wrapped around your clit sucked harder, and his fingers that were holding your thighs apart for his assault on your sex gripped stronger.

He brought you to your first orgasm like that.

Your moans echoed throughout the room as he continued his movements to ride you through your high. As your body slowly relaxed into the golden frame of the throne once more, his tongue continued to lap up the remnants of your orgasm. Being overly sensitive from the said orgasm that happened barely moments ago, you squirmed against his strong grip.

"Arthur, ah, Arthur please, agh, it-it's too much," you moaned out as your lover's tongue continued to bring you to heaven and back.

“Gods, you taste just as good as I remember, so sweet. It's alright pretty girl just sit back and let me do all the work. You deserve every ounce of pleasure I give you," He ignored your pleas and activated his chaos power again to grab hold of your thighs for him and hold them apart to keep your struggling against his tongue to a minimum. Your legs shook as his fingers slowly glided up their way to your inner thighs and caressed the treasure in between. His tongue came off of your clit with a wet popping sound and you moaned - whether in relief or desperation, the answer was unknown - only to be replaced by his thumb a moment later.

You cried out and your head fell back against the gold as you looked down at the man between your thighs only to see him staring straight into your own with an intense look. You blushed and attempted to look away only for another hand to appear from behind your head and force you to look into Arthur's eyes. His purple ones twinkled with mischief and lust while yours shined with embarrassment and overwhelming pleasure.

His middle finger glided back and forth over your folds, reveling in how wet you were before slipping it in without any resistance. You gasped and your mouth was left open in a silent moan as the pads of his finger pressed right against the spot inside you that sent you into the clouds. Without taking his finger out, he allowed it to just sit inside you and rub against the spot over and over again. His eyes never left your face as your mouth released sounds of pleasure, your eyes closed, your head rested against the back of the throne once more as the hand holding your head up released you. He admired every feature of your face as it contorted in pleasure and felt a warm sense of pride flow through him straight to the tent beneath his golden armor pants.

"Does that feel good, your highness? Does my finger feel good as it brings you to bliss? Do you feel powerful? Having the former King of Camelot, the King of Chaos kneeling before you, dedicating his every moment to you and your pleasure? You lucky girl. Anyone, man and woman, would kill to be in your place. And yet here you are. Sitting on my throne while I devour you. Over, and over, and over again." He kissed your stomach as he spoke, his lips whispering over the skin and causing your muscles to contract in anticipation. Your breaths were heavy as you looked down at the King below you, ready to serve your every need and give you everything you want and more.

Your legs shook as his finger started entering and exiting you slowly. In and out, in and out. Again and again. He continued that while his thumb drew tight figure eights on your clit.

His face lowered and he roughly and suddenly drew a harsh bite at your thigh. You gasped, a loud, surprised, aroused sound, as you felt both pain and pleasure from the act. He brought his lips down onto your clit again, licking a painfully slow lick from the small part of your entrance not occupied by his finger to the skin above your clit. 

“You’re so pretty, such a hard worker. Ruling over my kingdom with so much grace and elegance. You’re starting to make me look bad with how good you’re doing. And looking so delicious while you do.” You keeled against the seat as you heard him continue with the praise, whimpering when he said you were doing well. 

“My perfect queen. I think I’m the lucky one. Getting to have your precious, sweet, delicious cunt all for myself. Oh, and look how wet you are all because of me. You are absolutely divine.”

You clenched around his finger as he continued to shower you with compliments and praise. He smirked into your clit. He knew exactly what he was doing by the words he spoke. The way your face flushed, your walls clenched, your eyes closed, and your hands gripping into your palms gripped harder was a dead giveaway. 

“My pretty queen, you’re just too perfect. Pretty cunt tastes so sweet, I simply can’t get enough of you.” He groaned as your thighs tried to squeeze against the iron-tight grip of the stone hands and around his head. 

“Flawless.”

White, hot, searing pleasure overcame your body. The orgasm that had been approaching went completely ignored as all you could focus on was the praise coming out of your lover’s mouth as he hand-delivered more ecstasy than you could take on a silver platter. You shivered as the bliss ran through your blood and settled in your bones with a distant buzz. 

He watched you shiver as he slowed the pace of his fingers so they barely felt like they were moving. Pressing a light kiss to your clit, he let out a low chuckled against the bud when you jolted. 

“Arthur! Ah, please Arthur, ah, please. I can’t take anymore, it’s too much, ah, please.” He laughed as you begged and pleaded with all your being. Wrapping his entire mouth around your mound, he gave a large, wet, suck, and watched in amusement as you cried out that it was too much, as you pleaded for a break.

“But you deserve it, all your hard work doesn’t go unnoticed. Not by me nor by anyone around us. I’m just trying to give you a proper thank you. You do so much for me, the least I can do is please you. You’ll be good for me, won’t you? I only want to please you, darling. Just be good for me, I’ll make you feel so good. Won’t you be my good girl?” His mouth lifted off of you to look up at you, his expression like that of a kicked puppy. His look made you give in, and in your hazy state, you failed to see the twinkle of sadistic lust in his eyes, reveling in the way you shook and cried out at each stroke, each pump, each action he did. So little movement was needed at this point for you to feel unbelievably high on the tight pleasure that circled around in your gut, the feeling intensing with each touch. 

Your eyes had closed and your head fell back against the gold, your breathing uneven and heavy as you tried to focus on what he said. A sharp bit to the crevice of your thigh and hip made you yelp and look back at the king between your thighs. Purple eyes narrowed in command despite the sugary sweet, soft smile he sent you, a slight display of dominance that most wouldn’t see. “My darling,” he spoke with a tinge of demand hidden deep within the softness of his tone. “When I ask a question of you, I expect an answer. You want to be good for me right? You want to be my good girl?” A second finger slid past your folds into your entrance unexpectedly. He gave a quick hard thrust before stilling completely, waiting for your answer. 

“Yes! Yes I’ll be your good girl, I’ll be so good just… just please, oh gods, please.” You begged as he started moving his fingers inside of you, faster with each second that passed until all you could feel was euphoria, the utter state of elation as the coil in your core built up for the third time of the night. 

Arthur could tell you were getting close again by how much your walls were squeezing his fingers, making it more difficult to move. “Squeezing my fingers so tight, are you close my love?” 

“Ah, yes, yes so close,” Your moans came in higher pitches and more frequent as your release drew nearer. 

“Then cum. Cum for me your highness. Make a mess on my fingers and tongue. Spill your arousal on my throne. Every time I sit on this chair I’ll remember how I brought you to your release until you screamed my name,” His lips wrapped around your clitoris again as he locked eyes with you. “And that is exactly what I intend to do.” 

Your eyes widened before shutting tightly and your mouth fell open in a loud moan as both his tongue and fingers sped up, finding your g-spot on each thrust and making your body burst with euphoria once more. 

He rode you through your third orgasm before abruptly pulling away and your eyes snapped open at the shocking movement. Your breathing slowly started to calm down as you looked at him. He stood in front of you. Staring down at you with an almost anomalistically hungry look. He raised his eyes from where they racked over your body to stare into your eyes. Slowly bringing the hand he used to finger you to his lips, he sucked on his fingers and licked the evidence of your lust off, his eyes never leaving yours. The throbbing around your entrance had just stopped until he smirked and said, “You look ravishing, my dear.” 

A heartbeat after he spoke, his chaos power was activated again and the hands restricting your hands let go slowly, only for your bra to come flying off and your hands being locked above your head. A loud gasp escaped your lips before another one interrupted it as your thighs were quickly moved back and your feet landed on the edge of the throne, your pussy being put on full display for the King of Chaos as he continued to smirk. He slowly, agonizingly slowly, walked towards you and leaned towards you, his hands gripping the top of the throne to keep his balance. He brushed his lips against yours before a weight was placed on your head. He placed a light kiss on your lips before leaning back and taking another moment to admire you. 

“You look radiant with my crown resting on your head, your highness.” He sunk to his knees again and your cunt clenched around nothing. 

This, he noticed.

His tongue licked a long stripe across your folds before swirling around your clit for a moment. As soon as you started to think he was going to bring you to another orgasm through clitoral stimulation only, he stuck his tongue right into your hole. You let out a mix between a yelp and a moan and felt him reach parts deeper than even his fingers had. Your head was too muddled with the feelings he was giving you to realize he was using his chaos magic on his tongue. Even if you had realized, you would have just been more aroused by the fact. With the constant feeling of his tongue against the spongey spot inside of you and his nose brushing against your clit with every thrust, your release didn’t take long to arrive. The crown shaking around on your head almost fell off with how much your body was shaking. Just as your high came down, your legs were brought over Arthur’s shoulders, the cold stone hands no longer restricting them. Your thighs squeezed around his head as he buried his face into your cunt with vigorous sucks and licks, anything to bring you to another exhilarating release. 

“Come on, darling. You can give me one more, can’t you? Just one more. Give it to me. Give me just. One. More.” His voice was rough as he spoke into you, vibrations sending you to cloud nine as you reached your final orgasm of the night. 

Giving a few slow laps at your entrance, feeling you twitch and hearing you whine and whimper at each one, he lifted his head from you. Your legs fell limply from his shoulders and the hands restricting your wrists released you. 

Looking down at him, his eyes held nothing but admiration and care as he looked back at you. You gently, with a bit of struggle while still being in a post-orgasm haze, lifted your palm to wrap it around his cheek. You rubbed your thumb along his chin, whipping what had collected there onto your thumb before tapping Arthur’s bottom lip. His eyes widened in surprise and a tinge of returning lust as he opened his mouth for your thumb to slip past. He licked and sucked at the finger as you admired him. 

When you slipped your thumb from his lips, they turned up into a soft smile as he reached forward and wrapped you up in his arms. Wrapping a cape around you, he lifted you and walked through the castle up to your shared bedroom and into the bathroom. Wetting a towel, he dragged the cloth across your body, wiping off the sweat that had accumulated throughout the night before leading the cloth to your, still-sensitive, entrance and cleaning it. He shushed you as you whimpered. Once he finished, he wrapped you in your softest nightgown and laid you down in bed, pulling you close as you lay with your back pressed against his chest. He nuzzled his face into your neck. 

And they all lived happily ever fucking after.

The end mfer

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[chloe-skywalker]

Magic Divide - Arthur Pendragon (Part 1)

Arthur x fem!reader

Warnings: judgy-ness?

Word count: 2,310

Summary: Arthur has found out Y/n has magic. He didn’t react in the nicest way so Y/n decides to leave Camelot.

Authors Note: My first writing for Merlin BBC, love Arthur from the adventures of Merlin. Hope you all enjoy it! P.S. theres a part 2! (an its already written!)

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Y/n stood not far from the stables as she packed up some of her stuff, getting ready to leave when she heard footsteps and yelling of her name.

“Merlin?” Y/n spoke as she turned to face the people she considered family. She was confused as to what the rush seemed to be.

“Y/n!” merlin shouted again as they all came to a stop around her. “What are you doing?”

Y/n looked to all their faces before looking to the floor feeling slightly ashamed. “Leaving.”

“Leaving Camelot?” Gwen wondered with a furrowed expression like the rest as to why she would be leaving.

“Why?” Lancelot asked feeling concerned about the girl he considered like a sister.

“Arthur found out.” Y/n sighed out softly.

“About your magic?” Merlin questioned now feeling alittle worried.

“Yes. And feels betrayed, as he should.” Y/n added feeling disappointed in herself. It was a lose lose situation. Tell him about her magic and risk losing him or he find out and still lose him. Or worse.

“No, he shouldn’t.” Morgana stated shaking her head ‘no’ as she walked forward to wrap her friend up in a hug. They grew up together, practically sisters. Morgana always trusted Y/n and Y/n always trusted Morgana. It hurt Morgana to see her hurting over stupid Arthur.

Y/n turned to look at Morgana, she could tell the y/h/c-ed girl had unshed tears in her eyes. “Yes, he should. He had every right to feel betrayed and angry. I kept something big from him.”

“No, Y/n. If anything he should understand why you never said anything.” Lancelot agreed with Morgana. With how Arthur was raised, and his views on magic he should’ve understood why Y/n didn’t say anything.

“Doesn’t matter now. He hates me. Arthur hates me now because I possess magic.” Y/n’s voice cracked and it broke their heart to hear. Y/n snuffled and cleared her throat before giving them a tight smile. “So I’m leaving.”

“You can't leave.” Lancelot wanted to change her mind.

“We’ll miss you to much.” Gwen gave her a sad smile.

“Don’t leave. Not because of Arthur.” Morgana scoffed at the future Kings idiocy.

“I value my friendship with all of you. With the other knights, with Gauis. But-” Y/n didn’t want to leave but what was holding her for good anymore. “I don’t have anything holding me here anymore. Not in the way I was. With Arthur and I’s relationship- or even just friendship. I don’t feel welcome in the castle, and if I don't feel welcome where I’m staying what's the point?”

“Your not just staying in the Castle, but in Camelot. We’re-” Lancelot waved around to acknowledge them all who were there. “In Camelot.”

Gwen smiled at Y/n, stopping forward. “You could stay with me.”

“Or me. Gauis loves you.” Merlin added, also smiling at the princess.

“No one want’s you to go.” Morgana pointed out smiling at Y/n. They all would miss her so much if she decided to leave. Who knows when they’d see her again. “You could stay with me. We’re like sisters.”

“I love all of you.” Y/n smiled gratefully at them but she needed time to think. Plus she hadn’t been home in what felt like forever due to her and Arthur's somewhat courtship. “But I think it’s time I go back home. I haven’t been in almost a year.”

As much as it saddened them they all also understood where she was coming from. “You better come visit me.DOn’t leave me alone in that Castle forever okay?” Morgana smiled getting both of them to laugh alittle.

“I won’t.” Y/n smiled at Morgana, who didn’t know that castle needed more women. Y/n looked to Lancelot, Merlin, Gwen, and Morgana smiling at them with a mixture of sadness and happiness. “An your always welcome to come visit me as well. All of you are welcome. Anytime.”

“I’ll miss having you here.” Gwen told her with watering eyes. 

“I know.” Y/n gave her a tight smile. She’d miss them to.

“Be careful.” Lancelot stated as he pulled her into a hug, resting his head against hers.

“I will.” Y/n smiled into the hug.

“An expect a visit soon.” Lancelot smiled sending her a wink as they pulled out of the embrace.

Y/n laughed nodding. “Ok.”

“Arthur’s a clotpole.” Merlin said shaking his head at what the princes’ actions were causing.

“Sometimes.” Y/n nodded in agreement. Arthur could be at times.

“Please visit.” Merlin pleaded pulling her into a hug.

Y/n smiled at his actions. “I will. But I need to be home right now.”

With goodbye’s said and hugs done they did try to get her to stay once more, especially once the rest fo knights found out she planned to leave. Y/n decided she had to tell the her main reason for leaving. The things Arthur had said to her since he found out, they were horrible things. About something, she had no control of inheriting. After she told them they all agreed she needed to get out of Camelot for a while, and away from Arthur.

^     ^     ^

“What's with the look’s Morgana?” Arthur grumbled, he was getting fed up with the looks she had been sending him for a while now.

“Screw you, Arthur.” Morgana scoffed before she stalked off out of the castle, pissed.

“What’d I do now?” Arthur asked looking to Gwen for an answer since he was confused.

“No offense your majesty but I agree with Lady Morgana on this particular topic.” Gwen stated before following out where Morgana had went.

Arthur now shocked and even more confused turned to his knights before asking. “What’d I do?”

“Sorry Prince but we-” Gwaine turned guestering to himself and the rest of the knights, then back to himself looking at the prince. “Agree with the women.”

Arthur walked over to Merlin in a slightly dazed state of shock before asking his servant. “Merlin-”

“Don’t look at me sire.” Merlin shook his head, looking away from the prince. In fact, looking anywhere but at Arthur.

“You agree?” Arthur questioned, with raised brows.

“Yeah.” Merlin gave him a quick nod before he pursued his lips together. Leaving Arthur with no real answer.

^     ^     ^

“Have you seen Y/n around, Merlin?” Arthur asked curiously. He hadn’t seen her in a while even though he had been avoiding her. When Merlin stayed quiet Arthur called his name. “Merlin?”

Merlin gulped he decided having to be the one to tell him this sucked. “She’s no longer in the castle, sire.”

“Then where is she staying?” Arthur asked puzzled to where else she would stay.

“At her home.” Morgana stated giving him a deadly look with her eyes.

“Morgana-” Merlin tried to cut in but Morgana wanted to rip Arthur a new one. She’d been holding her tongue long enough.

“No. He should know. After all if he’s just now aksing after a week of her being gone from Camelot,and many more weeks that he had avoided her. He should know what he did. What he caused.” Morgana continued, letting out her thoughts she’s held in.

“What are you talking about, Morgana?” Arthur squinted at Morgana’s rant. Not knowing what she was talking about. Not a clue.

“Y/n left.” Morgana stated plain and simple. Maybe that he’d understand.

“Left?” he repeated now very interested.

“Yes, left. Y/n left Camelot and went home about a week an half ago.” She explained and watched Arthur’s face morph into one of shock. “You look shocked Arthur? Did you really think she’d stay? After you said such horrible things to her. About something she was born with. Something she’s only used to help people with. You ignoring her, not speaking to her, acting as if she did the most terrible thing in the world.”

Arthur sighed. “She has magic Morgana-”

“So what?” Morgana shouted,how could he just forget about all the good times, how could he forget his love for Y/n over something so little. “Not everyone that has magic uses it for evil intentions. Y/n has saved her kingdom, Camelot, my life, yours, she had done nothing but good things with her magic and you made her feel awful about it. . . SHe thought you loved her more than that- hell Arthur most of us thought you loved her more than that. Thought you loved her enough that something like that wouldn’t matter. Guess we were all wrong.”

Arthur felt hurt by all the things Morgana was saying. He knew they were true which also hurt a lot. But magic, he’s been taught it’s evil. Didn’t that matter? “She kept it a -”

Morgana thought she knew Arthur but if he kept this up she knew she’s been dead wrong.

“From you? Yeah, she did. She kept it a secret from everyone the only reason some of us knew was because we caught her saving someone or something.” How could he not see she was scared? How could he not see why she was scared to tell him? “Arthur, don’t you get why she hid it from you? Uther hates people who wield magic. An you sometimes tlk the same, because he taught you to think it’s all bad and to kill them when you find them.”

That stunned Arthur. Y/n actually thought he would hurt her? Is that why she left? She feared for her life and feared him. “She thought I would’ve had her killed?”

Morgana looked at Arthur and really looked at him to see his emotions. He looked distraught in his eyes, so she sighed. “With the things, you said, how you looked at her and then how you treated her after? I would’ve thought you might of if I was in her shoes as well.”

Morgana left to let him think on her words. And he did. Arthur turned to Merlin. “Was I really that awful to her, Merlin?”

“Yeah, Arthur. You were cruel to her.” Merlin admitted to the blonde. He kinda felt for him though.

“y/n really left?” he whispered hoping if he spoke softer his voice wouldn’t crack.

Merlin sighed sadly. “She said she was here because of you. She no longer had you, so she left. Went home.”

“God, Merlin.” Arthur rubbed his hands over his face and then through his hair. “How do I fix this?”

“I don’t think anyone but you can fix it, Arthur.” Merlin told him, it was one of the rare times he actually wanted Merlin's advice. So he was happy to give it to him.

“Yeah. But how do I fix it is the question.” Arthur muttered to himself before he headed off to his room. He needed to think on this one.

^     ^     ^

“You asked to see me, father?” Arthur spoke as he entered the throne room. Hoping he wasn’t in trouble.

“Yes, Arthur. It seems Morgana would like to go visit Y/n. Now since she had gone home she’ll have to travel. I have to much to do so you’ll be escorting her. You and your knights. For Morgana’s safety.” Uther explained to his son. He was way to busy with King Duties to leave Camelot right now. Besides he had other motives for sending his son. Y/n had gone home 2 months ago maybe this was the chance he needed to fix things between them. The chance he’s known Arthur has been looking for.

“Yes, father.” Arthur nodded, ready to leave now if possible.

“You all leave tomorrow so inform your knights. All of you should pack tonight.” Uther stated.

“Yes, father.” Arthur answered turning to leave to go inform his knights to pack.

“And Arthur.” Uther spoke up stopping Arthur before he could leave through the double doors. “I don’t know what happened between the two of you, but you might want to fix it.”

Arthur nodded in understanding. “I have a plan.”

“Good. Now go pack.” Uther dismissed his son to leave the room.

“Yes, Father.” Arthur said before leaving the room, nervous and excited.

^     ^     ^

“So where are we heading out to this time, Prince?” Lancelot asked as they finished packing up the horses.

“Valmore.” Arthur stated as they got ready to head out.

Everyone looked at eachother in question before Gwaine spoke up. “Valmore?”

“Isn’t that-?” Leon questioned out loud looking to the others for confirmation.

“Y/n’s kingdom.” Morgana finished and confirmed with a nod and smile. Morgana mounted her horse. “Yes, it is. I miss my friend.”

“So we’re visiting.” Arthur stated as he to mounted his horse and the others followed.

“So, do you have a plan?” Merlin asked as he came up beside the prince also on a horse like the others.

“Yes, Merlin. I have a plan.” Arthur rolled his eyes at his servant's question.

“Is it good?” Merlin turned his head to look at the prince.

Arthur scoffed and turned to glare at the scrawny manservant that gets on his nerves all the time. “Yes, it’s good, Merlin. I don’t have bad plans.”

Merlin squinted and gave a tilt of his head, teasing the prince. “Well…”

“Back off Merlin.” Arthur stated before he went ahead of everyone else, leading the way.

“He have a plan?” Gwen asked as her and Merlin became parallel on their horses.

Merlin shrugged his shoulders at Gwen's question. “Says he does.”

“It better be a good one.” Morgana said riding next to the two. Morgana hoped Arthur would pull his head out of his ass and fix things with Y/n. She missed her friend and truthfully she was worried about Arthur. He’d been different since Y/n had been gone, not the bright Arthur he was usually was.

“Hopefully.” Merlin sighed.

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Headcanons for what Arthur Pendragon would be like in bed...

He's cocky as shit. He knows that he's good in bed and he isn't quiet about it. He's an arrogant shit but it's honestly kinda sexy.

He flirts all the damn time, too much sometimes. He'll just come up to you, whispering in your ear how he could make you scream in mere minutes. Your cheeks flush and your heart races as heat pools between your legs and he knows it. He loves leaving you flustered.

As cocky as he is, you might think that he would only care about his satisfaction but oh god no, Arthur worships you. He will spend hours pleasing you, pleasuring you to the point of exhaustion and over stimulation.

He loves to tease you. Loves to make you beg for him, make you beg for your sweet release. He loves turning you on and then making you wait a while until you get your hands on him.

He always jokes that the castle shakes when he makes you orgasm with how loud you get.

He kisses you everywhere, worshipping every part of your body, but he also loves when you worship him. He loves when you kiss, touch, lick, even bite him everywhere. He loves feeling your lips and hands on you, loves feeling worshipped.

"I am a Prince after all. I deserve to be worshipped."

Arthur's more dominant, loves taking control, pinning you down and ravaging you and your body. He loves leaving you with lovebites all over your body, he loves the rest of the Kingdom knowing that you're his and his alone.

Although more dominant, he does also enjoy when you take charge every once in a while. Loves when you tell him where you want him, loves when you boss him about for a change.

The cuddles afterwards are warm and sticky with his arm pulling you close to him as he presses gentle kisses to your forehead.

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[mycheese-tasted-like-applepie]

How would Arthur and Gwaine (seperate) react to their crush defeating them in a sparing match?

Sure thing!

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Arthur and Gwaine’s Reaction to Their Crush Beating Them in a Sparring Match Headcanons

Arthur

-Oh Arthur would be super pouty. While he may have a crush on you, that wouldn’t stop him from saying that you cheated. Arthur is a proud man and there is no changing that.

-In fact, he would feel a little embarrassed that he lost to you.

-It wasn’t because he didn’t think you were strong. Arthur, as a king, just perceives himself to be incredibly strong. His people thought so as well, and he wanted you to know that. So, to be beaten by you, he was a bit worried that your opinion on him might change.

-Arthur’s poutiness would cause him to be teased. Cue Gwaine calling him “princess”. Lucky for him, you would come to him defense, saying how Arthur fought well. That might make him feel a bit better.

-Give him a while, but he would eventually challenge you to a rematch. And this cycle would continue until he eventually beat you. This would cause Arthur to go into prat mode and boast about how good he is despite you beating him all those times before.

Gwaine

-Gwaine would be the opposite of Arthur. Instead of pouting and thinking he should’ve won, Gwaine just grows to like you even more. He is a big flirt after all, especially to you.

-For you to beat him in a fight means you must be something special.

-Cue Gwaine complimenting your skills and the others being just done with it. Training could be over, and he would find some way to bring up how good you must be to have beaten him. Yes, he’s kissing up big time.

-He might even admit that he wasn’t trying so hard or that he let you win. This leads to little teases between the two of you, something that gets his heart all a flutter. Even better if the others are there to pipe in now and again.

-Gwaine would offer to spar with you again. Not because he thinks he can win, but because he wants to get that fuzzy feeling of being beaten by you again. He doesn’t even care if the others tease him.

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[pigfacedbitch]

It's A Trap!

summary : Prince Arthur uses reader to lure Merlin out whenever he is hiding from him.

word count : 0.5k

type : imagines

pairing/s involved : Merlin x Reader (?)

warning/s : none. just Merlin pining over reader and Arthur being an ass.

here is my masterlist!

Note : I thought of this when I watched the clip where Arthur is looking for Merlin and he was hiding behind the door. 😂 It was a one shot before and I heavily edited it too.

There is no denying that Prince's Arthur's manservant is in love with (Y/N), a noble lady from one of the most prestigious houses in Camelot.

Everyone, even Arthur himself, knows it. And that's saying something. 🫢😂

From the way Merlin would stare at you with heart in his eyes, how he would follow you everywhere like a dog, or his ears pick up whenever he hears your name.

Gaius almost wants to take a leaf out of Van Gogh's book and tear off his own ears because Merlin wouldn't shut up about you. He also writes about you in his letters for Hunith.

Now, does Arthur take advantage of it? Of course, he does. Like,"Do you know Lady (Y/N) would be there?" or "If you fetch flowers for Gwen, you could also get some for your lady love."

The epitome of the statement, however, is making you his trap. Confused? I'll explain further later.

"Merlin?! Where are you?!"

It's very common for the palace staff to hear the prince of Camelot blaringly calling out to his manservant. Although some people catch Merlin scurrying away from him or has an idea of his whereabouts, no one bothers to tell Arthur anything.

After all, it's completely understandable and why many servants can empathize. As admirable and honorable the prince is, he can be a handful at times.

That's where you come in.

Whenever Arthur has given up searching for Merlin, he would search for you instead.

He often finds you in the gardens with the other noble ladies, helping some servants with menial tasks, or having tea with Morgana and Gwen. Uther enjoys your company too, making the usual stoic ruler laugh and gossip.

"May I excuse Lady (Y/N)? I need her assistance with something."

"Is it Merlin again?"

"...Yes."

You would go to Gaius' chambers, the kitchens, servant's quarters, or anywhere Merlin could've gone to. Then, you would tell anyone that you're looking for him to speak about personal matters and you'll be waiting for him with a place of your choice.

Arthur would wait with you, but he's hiding where Merlin can't see him.

Why do you continue helping the royal prat? It's because you find it funny.

You're also curious, thinking how long will it take Merlin to stop seeking you out because most of the time it's just one of Arthur's traps.

The prince's knights bet on it. Gwaine and Leon are winning— saying how Merlin will never learn.

It's true, he doesn't. I guess love does make you an idiot.

Merlin always approaches you with a beaming grin on his face and blushed cheeks, acting like a lovesick school boy.

"My lady, you were looking for me?"

"Well you see..."

Arthur would wait for Merlin to get closer before grabbing the manservant in his clutches.

"Here you are, you idiot!"

Sometimes Merlin would free himself and run, sometimes he doesn't and Arthur would drag him away while warning him of possible punishments.

But he never misses the chance to look back and give you the most charming smile anyone has ever graced you with.

"Merlin really loves you, doesn't he?" You hear Gwen beside you, linking your arm with hers. Nervous and worried, you reply—

"Yes. I just hope that I get to tell Merlin that I share his affections. But Arthur is always with him."

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Arthur(Merlin) x reader - in the snow

Hi! If you still write for BBC Merlin would you be able to write an Arthur x Merlin sister Reader? With the dialogue “Can you use magic?” “I feel unsafe answering that.” (from your 2024 prompt list). Thank you if you do write it! <3 - Anon💜

A/N: I realised I had spelled Gaius wrong after finishing this, but I’m really lazy and don’t wanna correct it 😂😭

You had no real interest in following your brothers footsteps to work for the royal family, you didn’t want to work for anybody else.

You were happy living on your own, away from the world with your house and your dog, your horse, your flowers.

You loved the way you lived.

And yes, every so often the knights would come to pick up your money you had to pay for your land, but since you grew your own food and sold your crafts in towns and villages it didn’t matter all that much to you.

Today was the day that they came to collect your payment, so you made sure to stay home.

Kneeling down in your garden, you were working on your flowers, carefully tidying them up and trimming them down.

You heard a bark, and you looked up.

“Rufus?”

Standing up, you brushed your hands on the cloth and looked to the dirt path where a few horses were coming down.

You grinned brightly when you saw a familiar face.

“Merlin!”

You quickly set everything down and made your way over, the moment your brother got down from his horse your crushed him into a hug.

“Hi!” You beamed.

Merlin laughed quietly, hugging you back.

“Hey, this place looks amazing.”

You pulled away, grinning proudly at him.

“I take pride in my work.”

You turned around to the knights and the prince that was with him, offering him a bow.

It was swift, elegant, you held a hand behind your back and one over your stomach as you leant down, lowering your head.

“Sire, it’s a pleasure to meet you. I’m (Y/N), I do hope my brother doesn’t give you too much trouble.”

“Nothing I can’t handle, thank you. It’s nice to meet you.”

You stood up, gesturing to the home.

“Rufus is no harm, I’m sure Sir Lancelot knows that.”

The knight smiled softly at you.

“It’s good to see you again.”

“You as well, I’ve got that tea you asked me for, would you like me to make you some?”

“Yes please, honestly you could open a tea shop because you make the best tea.”

You laughed a little bit, leading them all inside.

Only those three came inside, the other knights waited outside for them.

You sat them at a table, bringing over some bread you had made, and you made them all some tea, setting their cups down in front of them.

“Make yourselves at home, I’ll be right back.”

You went into your room, bringing up a floorboard to gather the money you owed before returning and handing it over.

Then you turned to Arthur.

“May I ask what brings you by sire? Normally this is not a matter for a Prince.”

“Merlin had been begging me for weeks to come, i guess it was curiosity to finally meet his sister. You’ve done wonderful things with this land. It was rundown the last I saw.”

“Thank you, the home itself was in good shape, it was a simple matter of getting some men from the village nearby to help clear it then set everything else up.”

Arthur nodded his head.

“How is it going? Have you been selling those crafts?” Merlin asked.

“Oh yes! People love them! They’re very helpful as well, especially for the farmers and the bakers, plant based baskets are easier to replace rather wood, and harder to break.”

Merlin nodded his head.

“You make things out of plants?”

“Yes sire, it is easier to get ahold of around here, they’re easier to work with as well. Especially Ivy. It is easy to manipulate the way it grows, and you can cut some away with the rest coming back.”

That was what caught his attention first, how compared to Merlin you were calmer, you were respectful to everybody even though you didn’t know them, and your craft.

Then there was your house, minimum decorations, just basic things you would need.

But outside was covered in flowers of all colours, the great wolfhound you rescued wondering in and out, and the horse outside just happily grazing in her paddock.

Arthur found himself coming back when he could, pretending to buy things that they needed in Camelot.

It was an excuse to see you, and he could try get there at least once a week since it was only a few hours there and back.

Arthur had to admit he was concerned when it drew to winter, because winter was harsh, and he couldn’t see how you would be able to survive there during the brutal winter.

“She’ll be fine, she always is. She knows how to get survive.” Merlin said.

“Merlin we are looking at the worst winter we’ve seen in years. It’s not even winter and we’re already getting snow. Your sister will be isolated out there for months if this carried on.”

Merlin paused what he was doing for a moment before he carried on.

“She won’t come here.”

“Excuse me?”

“(Y/N), if you ask her to come she won’t come.”

“Why?”

“Because she likes her own space, she doesn’t like crowded places like this and wouldn’t be able to live here for that long, a week or so would be fine.”

Arthur didn’t say anything, he carried on reading the book that was sat on the table in front of him.

“She’s also coming next week, to visit Guis.”

Arthur snapped his head up.

“Really?”

Merlin smirked a little, lowering his head as he carried on working.

“Yes sire.”

Arthur threw the book at Merlin who just barely dodged it and he left the room.

You arrived a few days later, staying mostly with Guis or Merlin if you could.

Arthur finally managed to find you while he was heading back inside the castle, you were stood outside with Rufus catching snowballs you threw.

He made his way outside, standing next to you.

“It’s far too cold to be outside.”

You turned around, offering him a smile.

“It’s nothing I’m not sure to this time of year, I was actually thinking about taking a walk. Do you know any good trails?”

“There is one, it’s possibly the safest. I’ll accompany you if you don’t mind? If anything happens to you I won’t hear the end of it from Merlin.”

You laughed softly at him.

“Yes fine by me sire.”

“Right, come wait inside.”

You followed him, and waited in the hallway.

It took a short while for him to come back, and he held out a thicker more elegant cloak out for you.

“Wear this.”

“Sire I can’t, that’s much to rich for somebody like me.”

“(Y/N) put the cloak on, and call me Arthur.”

You didn’t want to disobey him, so you put it on and he led you outside.

You could see that a few people walked the trail, but not many, and you two held light conversation as you walked.

It was nice for him to not have to act so important, and you were talking to him just like a normal person, as if you two were from the same town or village.

You enjoyed stopping to look at simple things, animals in the snow, the way the sunlight gleamed on the snow making it sparkle.

Arthur was just entranced by you, and how you just seemed so happy.

“You’re always so happy when I see you, why?”

“What is there to not be happy about? I have a home, a brother, a mother, I have friends, food. There is always something to be happy about.”

Arthur hummed a little, nodding his head.

“You wouldn’t want more in life?”

“Not when I already have everything. You don’t need to be rich to be happy, as long as you find something or someone that makes you happy it’s alright.”

Arthur glanced at you, and he smiled a little.

“That’s a very different take in the world.”

You beamed brightly at him, kneeling down to make another snowball for Rufus.

“Hey, look out!”

Arthur went to grab you but it was too late, you slipped down the hill, and he was rushing as fast as he could behind you.

When he reached the bottom he knelt down.

“Hey, hey (Y/N)?”

You grumbled a little, lifting your head to look at him.

“Hey, are you okay? Are you hurt?”

“My leg.”

Arthur nodded, looking down at your leg, gently touching it and you winced in pain.

“Here, come on, let’s move you up.”

Arthur helped you up, and you guys slowly walked along the bottom of the hill to try and find a way back up.

After a while you had to stop, so he took his cloak off and laid it on the snow and sat you down.

Rufus laid next to you letting out a whine.

“I’ll try find a way, I’ll be right back.”

You nodded your head, watching him leave.

You knew there wasn’t going to be one, a hill like that there wasn’t going to be a way back up that wasn’t covered in snow.

Making sure it was safe, you held out your hand, whispering something under your breath, and a small trail in the snow fell away, creating a path up.

You ran a hand over your dogs head, scratching behind his ears.

Arthur wasn’t gone long, and he came back, shaking his head.

“I couldn’t find one, I’m sorry.”

He knelt next to you, looking at your leg again.

“I did find some sticks though, do you have anything in that bag to help me make a splint?”

“Oh, of course.”

Opening it, you pulled out your scarf, handing it over to him.

“It’s not the best, but it should help. We’ll sit here and rest, then keep going. I think there’s a storm coming in.”

“I think I saw a path just over there, could you look?”

Arthur looked at where you were pointing.

“Yeah, of course.”

He got up, checking.

He made sure it was stable before grabbing you, helping you up it, then he crouched down.

“Get on.”

“I can’t do that, a Prince can’t be seen carrying someone like me.”

“I don’t care, you’re hurt, get on.”

You sighed, climbing on his back and he stood up, making his way back where you guys had come from.

“I’ll take you to Guis, hopefully you leg isn’t that bad.”

You nodded, resting your chin on his shoulder.

“How did you see the path, I didn’t see it.”

“Maybe in the panic you missed it? Or it blended in the with snow?”

“No, no it definitely wasn’t there.”

Arthur went quiet for a few moment.

“There’s only one thing I can think off.”

“What’s that Arthur?”

He paused walking, crouching down to set you on the ground before turning around to look at you.

“Can you use magic?”

You tried not to react.

“I feel unsafe answering that.”

“(Y/N), can you use magic?

“If I say yes you’ll have me killed, if I say no you’re not going to believe me, and have me killed. I’m sorry but I can’t answer.”

Arthur narrowed his eyes a little bit, and he spun around to a noise behind him but there was nothing.

Turning back around his cloak and yours were on the ground, and you and Rufus were both gone, leaving not even a footprint in the snow

#bbc Merlin #bbc merlin x reader #bbc Merlin x you #bbc Merlin imagine #arthur pendragon imagine #arthur pendragon #arthur pendragon x reader #Arthur pendragon x you

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i'm starting the re-watch of merlin after almost 10 years

i missed all of them (not you uther)

#merlin #merlin bbc #arthur pendragon #arthur pendragon x reader #merlin x reader #bradley james #colin morgan

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Can i request headcanons of arthur pendragon(both 7ds and 4koa) with a couple like katherine Howard from six? Maybe they meet eachother from childhood and k.h reader gets a happy ending!

I FUCKING LOVE SIX THE MUSICAL!! And Katherine Howard was so cute! Deal!

Arthur Pedragon SDS/4KOTA x Katherine Howard! Reader

Genre: Headcanons

Reader: female

Warnings:reader had a life similar to Katherine Howard (that is, a life full of neglect, abuse, etc.) but she ends up having a happy ending :3, Arthur from 4kota is a warning himself but Arthur from 7ds is a sweetheart, Angst and Fluff.

Plus: read this while listen this song>

(reader)'s life was always a roller coaster.

His father belonged to one of the richest families in Camelot at the time, but since he was not the first son, he did not receive much of the prestige or inheritance that would have been his.

(reader) lived in a relatively well-off place despite everything, with her parents and siblings.

However, when (reader) was little, her mother died, which led her father to have to ask for many favors to be able to keep the house afloat on his own.

In the end she failed, and (reader) was sent to live with a distant relative in the center of Camelot, where she was supposedly better off.

and to be fair, it was.

because there she met him...

One day, (reader) had left her relative's house to avoid the music classes that were scheduled for that day.

The bad thing is that since she had never been to that part of the city, she got disoriented and lost quite easily.

Fortunately for her, a boy (the same age!) saw that she was having problems and offered to escort her home.

Now, (reader) was a sociable girl, so it was quite easy for her to make conversation with the boy and get to know him a little better.

It turns out that he was practicing how to handle the sword with his brother Kai (a bad btw), but since he got angry with him he took a break.

His father was a holy knight! (reader) didn't understand what they were, but the stories she read about knights when she was bored gave her the idea that it was something exciting.

In the end, the boy said goodbye to her and left the way he came, although at least not without giving his name.

Arthur...

As you may have noticed, (reader) knows Arthur in his time before he had the sword, when he was something like his father's squire.

and definitely after that he started looking for (reader) on his own when he knew where she lived.

They even began to have a rather funny dynamic in which Arthur would try to make her laugh in the last minutes of their peeking (through the windows).

and in general they were one of the few friends the other had.

But when a certain... incident... happened with (reader's) music teacher.

Arthur only arrived to see how some holy knights took him away, but he knew that for some reason (reader) he skipped that man's class...

and when he found out, well, let's just say the music man was lucky Arthur hadn't been there.

Arthur was furious! How dare that pig put his hands on (reader)?

You could say that this determined the dynamics of their friendship during the following years thanks to (reader's) love-struck nature.

While Arthur trained with Merlin and became stronger, (reader) became more popular with men for her beauty and cute personality.

Although of course, it was a double-edged sword.

There would always be someone who would be especially insistent or who didn't understand "no", but luckily Arthur could take care of that easily ;)

When Arthur takes the sword out of the stone, (reader) is the first to run towards him to congratulate him, she even gives him a small kiss on the cheek as a "reward" (Arthur is as red as a tomato at the time, he flatly denies it) .

Thanks to him being king, Arthur and (reader) can't see each other as much as before :( but they maintain communication through letters and try to see each other as much as possible.

low key, (reader) admires Merlin quite a bit at first, it's a hunch (a powerful and beautiful woman in complete control of the situation and her body, you can get the idea).

For this reason, they both talk a lot about the deadly sins and share the enthusiasm.

Now, if in the events of NNT's story (reader) she ends up meeting her "Francis" or worse yet, her Henry VIII, let's just say things are going to get... ugly.

There is no way in which Arthur will not see the giant red flags of either relationship (in a way by seeing certain parallels with the case of the music teacher), so he will be quite firm in his dislike of said relationships. especially with the Henry.

After all, what is a 50-year-old man doing near a teenager? creepy vibes.

Also influencing a little is the fact that Arthur may or may not realize that he likes her (reader), although part of him just wants to say that she is his friend! that she is very kind and pretty and that she sings and dance very well and that her talks about dog breeds is the most beautiful thing he has ever heard....

Oh no--

If we're talking about a scenario in which (reader)'s family arranged a marriage with this Henry, Arthur puts his foot down and may even use his position as king to get (reader) to break the engagement herself (which she happily does).

(Regarding Francis, they would both simply agree to ask Merlin as a favor to use illusory magic and give him the scare of his life. It's super effective).

(reader) was definitely extremely traumatized when Arthur was "killed" in the second holy war. absolutely horrified (even more so by that time they were already dating).

and when Arthur is resurrected by (the power of the script) chaos, let's just say they're both stuck with each other for quite some time...

and that translates into the current relationship they have in 4kota. which is like Katherine Howard's happy ending basically.

(reader) was obviously very marked by the holy war and definitely by Arthur's almost death, so she tends to be around him a lot of the time.

more after the total destruction of Camelot.

They both officially get married! (probably before Merlin left) and overall you could say that their relationship has only become more secure in several ways.

Arthur is still quite protective, but on a much more visible and understandable level, after all (reader) she is his wife, the queen of Camelot, if his enemies try to get to him, one way to do it is through her, so of course The times when (reader) decides to leave Camelot (usually on her family's funeral anniversary) she usually goes with Arthur.

Besides, it's not like Arthur is offering to spend extra time together.

(reader) developed her dancing skills over the years! apart from that he was even able to learn to play several instruments (with extra supervision of course).

from time to time you can hear when (reader) does a little performance for Arthur in the throne room when there is nothing to do and he is bored :3

Although yes, only he can see (the reader) dance, if someone does it, whether by accident or secretly, it is at least a safe pass to the dungeon :)

ARTHUR BRINGS DOGS TO THE PALACE! Canonically, the man is pet friendly, so seeing how much (the reader) loves dogs, there is no way I wouldn't get him at least one.

It would probably be some cute but protective breed, like a Labrador or a Collie.

Arthur acts like he can't stand said dog/dogs very much, but after a week the dog/dogs already have a place at the table next to (reader)😅🤣

Arthur is fine with (reader) not advancing in her studies, honestly it is a lot (for the time) that she knows how to write and read so well, but if she wants to help out with the paperwork aspects, he will allow it! oe will assign someone to guide you through the process until you can do it alone or, if you can, you will teach it to them.

Arthur feels very good teaching (reader) new things.

(If the reader's previous "suitors" are still on the loose or didn't die in Camelot, you can bet Arthur is going to correct that).

(reader) has a fashion sense quite inclined to French fashion, and Arthur doesn't blame her, she looks very adorable in the soft colors.

(reader) may even develop the habit of embroidery to pass the time when Arthur is away, she makes quite nice pieces (Arthur definitely shows them off to "Merlin")

(reader) is not really involved in politics due to her lack of education, and honestly Arthur is grateful that this is the case because he knows that (reader), being the empathetic being that he is, would not like to see a good part of what he does. for the sake of the eternal kingdom, but he knows it will be worth it.

Arthur and (reader) dancing together🥺 it doesn't matter if it's in sds or 4kota, I can definitely see (reader) dragging Arthur to the floor to dance together.

Arthur from sds definitely prefers to dance faster and "funner" things and vary a little from ballroom dancing (actually it's because it makes him nervous)

Arthur from 4kota is fine with whatever style (reader) chooses, but he has definitely learned to 1-improve his dance skills (thanks to reader) and 2-appreciate the closeness that ballroom dancing provides. especially in the throne room.

Either version will not tolerate any attempt to shame (reader) for her "history with other men" and will take it VERY badly.

Arthur from sds will defend (reader) tooth and nail, but if he can't reason with people, he simply applies a *little* bit of violence so they learn not to defame a pretty lady (he breaks their nose) .

with Arthur from 4kota...do I really have to say it? They will be lucky if they are whole after saying such blasphemy in front of him.

Arthur is definitely VERY determined to maintain (reader's) little remaining innocence, they've already been through so much, let them have a happy ending (even if that includes eliminating all races).

In general, no matter what past or "history" (reader) may have, Arthur loves her and sees her as her own person, let things move forward in their time, and will fight for his lady's honor.

Shares, reglogs and comments are very welcome!

Thanks for the Request ❤️

#headcanons #fem reader #4kota #4 knights of the apocalypse #mokushiroku no yonkishi #4kota arthur x reader #arthur 4kota #mokushiroku no yonkishi arthur #arthur pendragon x reader #7ds #seven deadly sins #sds arthur #arthur pendragon nnt #arthur pedragon 4kota #arthur pendragon

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Top 10: 2022

Here includes the top ten posts from the year 2022 ✨

1. You Give Them Neck Kisses - Preference

2. Sea Salt: On a mission to get you back, more might happen between you two than expected

3. Excuses: Kili is always finding reasons to be around you - perhaps one day he’ll do something about it

4. Softspoken: You have a talent for getting the softspoken heir flustered in seconds

5. They Love You’re Curvy - Preference

6. They Love Your Curves - Preference

7. Wizzy-Humany Things: When Stephen detects alien technology in the Sanctorum, the last thing he expects is a blue police box

8. All Of Time And Space: The finale to the Dying Girl series

9. Always Been You: Waiting around for something to happen between you two has caused some misconstructions about your feelings

10. Part 6: The Lost Shoes: You and the Doctor spend an evening attending two weddings!

#bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes #druig x reader #druig #stephen strange x reader #stephen strange #will turner #will turner x reader #kili #kili x reader #paul atreides x reader #paul atreides #bbc merlin x reader #merlin x reader #bbc merlin #merlin emrys #merlin #arthur pendragon x reader #arthur pendragon #jack harkness x reader #jack harkness #loki #loki x reader #eleventh doctor #eleventh doctor x reader #twelfth doctor #twelfth doctor x reader #spencer reid #spencer reid x reader