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thefollow-spot · 3 days
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I know the real reason they put Morgana in all black once she turned evil was to make her look like a witch, but I headcanon that she wears black on purpose, as a symbol of perpetual grief for all the people Uther killed in the purge. Does anyone know this? No! But she walks around feeling like she's Saying Something and Making A Statement by dressing as a perpetual mourner.
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pendrgnsolos · 10 months
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headcannon: merlin takes arthurs old capes and cuts them up to make himself neckerchiefs
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pigfacedbitch · 7 months
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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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krug3r2312 · 2 years
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Arthur: Do you remember me telling you that I had a very important meeting with the visiting nobles, and needed my ceremonial armour polished?
Merlin: *nods slowly*
Arthur: *gestures at the dirty armour on the table* and tell me, does it look like it's been polished
Merlin: No
Arthur: No sire
Merlin: There's no need to call me sire Arthur
Arthur: *throws a vambrace at him*
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larluce · 5 months
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MY HEADCANONS ABOUT MERLIN AND ARTHUR THAT PROBABLY ANYONE ELSE HAS
- Merlin favourite color is purple and his favourite flower is forget me not. Arthur says his favourite color is red since is Camelot’s color, but it's actually blue. He doesn’t has favourite flower until one day Merlin gives him forget me nots as a gift and decides that's his favourite too.
- Someone wrote somewhere that Arthur was born at the end of April, days before Beltane and Merlin was born at the end of October, days before Samhain. So their birthdays are exactly 6 months apart. This is totally canon for me. I would like to add that, though Arthur was born in spring, the day he was born was one of the stormiest days Camelot has ever had, while Merlin's was an unexpectedly sunny day in autumn with a double rainbow in the sky.
- Merlin is a cat person and Arthur is a dog person, though they never actually own one. However, Merlin is an animal lover and loves all animals per equal. Is not til one day he finds a baby bear and returns it to his mother and then discovers "Arthur" actually means "bear" that he decides that's his favourite non magical animal. His favourite magical animal is the dragon, of course.
- Arthur is NOT an animal lover. For him or they are food or they are useful like horses or Hunt dogs, but he has a special spot for Llamari, his favourite horse, and one of his hunt dogs. He had a secret fascination for dragons, being Camelot’s symbol and all, before Kilgharrah's attack ruin that for him. Never had a favourite animal till he met Merlin. He remembers his name is a type of falcon so he looks it up, out of curiousity , and laughs when he finds out its the smallest falcon. Yep, it definitely suits his Merlin. And from then on, he loves falcons.
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witchthewriter · 6 months
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𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐊𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐢𝐟 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞.
⤷ gender neutral, ambiguous race, and any size reader. Requests are open, thank you for reading!  
Warnings: swearing, some fighting - all in your honour though!
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𝑺𝑭𝑾🌿
After a long day, your s/o decides to take you to a nearby tavern and have a drink. It had been a while since either of you had gotten out without a duty to do. However, your evening was cut short when a drunken asshole insulted you.
𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐍
・Merlin would never be able to keep such a big secret from his spouse; he'd want to give every part of himself to you. And so he had. You welcomed the secret with open arms.
・So when you made your way down to the tavern after a particularly challenging day, you were not expecting to be outright insulted.
・The bald fat (toothless) man let the words escape his drunken mouth without the hint of a thought of consequence.
・Big motherfucking mistake.
・A bewildered laugh came from Merlin. His mind already sifting through the many spells he was about to use.
・You looked at him, and simply nodded. This day had been too heavy, and the insult, no matter how untrue, was still hurtful.
・'Out of nowhere' (as some patrons would later explain it), the man flew from his chair and landed in the lap of the burliest man there.
・Strong man was furious and as he looked down, anger rose within him (you could physically see it ... he turned red...)
・Without even lifting a finger, your hater had been punched, and kicked straight out of the tavern. Not before Merlin made him land in a pile of dung.
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𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐋𝐎𝐓
・When your honour is in question Lancelot does not play around.
・As he hears the insult, automatically, his head moves to the left, and he blinks once.
・Without a word he unsheaths his sword and waits for the low life to do the same.
・When the low life doesn't, Lancelot makes someone give him a sword, and drags him outside.
"I'm going to make you think twice before saying such filth."
・And the high pitch ring of steel on steel rang out in the air.
・The whole time your head was in your hands, because truly, you had heard worse. You were tough, and all you wanted to do was get a bit sloshed with your hot ass husband.
・But no, he insisted on fighting for your honour ... like he always does.
・And low and behold, the Knight of Camelot won.
"Are you alright, my love?" Lancelot's lips were pressed against your ear, and you nodded.
"You know you don't have to do that for me-"
"Oh I know," he replies quickly, giving you a half smile. "But you are my spouse. And I will always protect you."
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𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐇𝐔𝐑
・Scoffs, a smirk on his lips as his eyes narrow on the idiot who insulted you.
"Do you know who I am? Well... I guess not. Someone with a brain would never insult the King nor his Queen/Consort"
・Gasps were heard around the tavern
And the man went as pale as Gaius' hair
"Ah, I see you've figured it out. Thought I might have to spell it for you."
"Oh Arthur," you scolded, bumping his shoulder.
・You had heard it all in your lifetime, and one day you decided that the words of sheep do not affect a tiger.
"What would you like me to do with him, my love? The dungeons? The stocks?"
・You watched as the man quivered. He would have been in his mid-twenties, barely a whisker on his chin.
"Hmmmm," you pretended to think. Your mind already made up. It was a silly little comment, from a silly little boy.
・Arthur knew you too well, his gaze turned stern on the young man. A rusted sword hanging on his hilt. He had begun to shake.
"I think we should leave him be. Maybe he won't let his tongue wag so freely."
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𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐂𝐈𝐕𝐀𝐋
"Excuse me? What was that?"
・Percival instantly shot up from his seat at the table. The candle flickered as he did so, and you reached out to steady it.
"Perci, it's fine, really." You mumbled, not wanting to draw more attention to yourself. But one of the positives of having such a huge husband is that he will win against nearly anyone in a fight.
・Well, most of the time, men are too scared to even fight him.
・As was your insulter.
・Whose bravado slowly diminished as he watched the large Knight loom over him.
"What I- what I meant was-"
"Apologise."
"Sorry, I'm terribly sorry. I didn't mean it!"
"Now leave."
"Yes, yes of course!"
・You were actually impressed by the cowardice of this man. He didn't put up one ounce of a fight. Just followed exactly what Percival said.
"Thank you," you whispered, a smile appearing on your face.
"No. Never thank me. I will always stand up for you."
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𝐄𝐋𝐘𝐀𝐍
・A raise of his eyebrow, and a turn of the head. A cold, intimidating demeanour washing over him. Elyan noticed the clean face, shining armour and coat of arms on the man's cloak.
"Say that again. I dare you." His voice was a growl; low and rumbling.
・The man, no, knight, did not shrink or apologise.
"Oh what a match. The marred and the deaf. A great pair-" the knight turned around and laughed with his men.
"Mmm." Elyan looked at the arse like a snake deciding on dinner.
・Your hand itched to grab the dagger at your waist, but Elyan knew you too well.
・Looking at you, he put a hand on your arm and slightly nodded his head. I want to handle this, his eyes said.
・Folding your arms, you took a step back, 'be my guest,' you answered with a smile.
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𝐆𝐖𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐄
・Aggressive asf
・Doesn't even ask who said it first, he just throws himself at anyone and everyone who laughs
・Absolutely punching and kicking, grabbing heads and banging them together.
・You shake your head but join in, because that's part of the reason Gwaine loves you. You never let him have all the fun.
・And you would never let anyone talk crap about you. Especially to your face. That's not the reputation you wanted to hold.
・But who knew brawls could be romantic? With Gwaine somehow they are...
・Especially when he holds a man down so you can give him a few punches, Gwaine smiling at you.
"That's my girl/that's my guy"
・But it's not like you're allowed into many taverns anymore
・Only when Arthur, the King is there, that you're allowed to enter.
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𝐋𝐄𝐎𝐍
・Instantly his nose flares, invisible steam streaming from them.
"Apologise. This instant."
"Ooohooo," was the only reply he got. Along with the awful sound of drunk men's laughter. Well, more like coughing and wheezing.
"I'll ask one more time. After that, you'll be on the ground."
・The men barely looked in your husbands direction. Big mistake...
・Leon moved to block your view of what he was about to do.
・Because his word was truth.
・Within a second, the man who insulted you was on the floor, nose broken and bleeding.
・Once he's sorted it out, Leon turns to you and holds out his arm for you to take.
"Are you alright my love?" His concern falls on you and doesn't leave until you're feeling better.
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beautifultypewriter · 2 months
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Good day. If you are still accepting requests, could I please request Bakery AU for Sir Leon or Percival? (separately? That means two requests? Just with whomever you like more) Appreciate it~
Oh this gave me such a good idea. I’m gonna do some headcanons.
Okay, so you were the owner of a small, but very popular bakery in town and you had been working on your own.
Your friends convinced you to hire someone to help you out because they could tell that you were going to burn out pretty quickly if you kept going the way you were going. You were reluctant at first, but eventually agreed, thinking that having someone else to help you wouldn’t be so bad.
Enter Percival. He’s big, he’s strong, and he has a smile that lights up the whole bakery. Not that you noticed his smile in a way that was anything other than platonic.
And now you had no idea what to do because hiring Percival was meant to help you, not distract you. And distract you he did. Not that he had any idea or at least you hoped he didn’t.
He insisted on carrying bags of flour and sugar and boxes of butter so that you could focus on the baking, but as his arms flexed as he lifted the bags over his shoulder, you were not focused on baking.
And you felt terrible about it because he’s there to work and he doesn’t need you developing a crush on him. You just hoped he hadn’t noticed you noticing him.
Unbeknownst to you, he noticed. And he’d smile to himself every time you noticed his arms or his smile. Because he really only walked into the bakery that day because he had seen you through the window and he wanted to know your name. The help wanted sign was a gift from the universe it seemed.
He knew he should just pull himself together and ask you out, but he was nervous. Just because you noticed him it didn’t mean you wanted to date him. And if you said no then he’d have to quit. And he really didn’t want to leave.
So the two of you continued to dance around each other amongst the pastries; pretending you didn’t notice each other as anything other than coworkers.
But then, one night you’re locked up in the back of the bakery, working on a recipe that you’ve been working on for well over a week and Percival is out front, sweeping the floor. The sign on the door had been flipped to closed for a while now, but he can’t bring himself to leave.
He puts the broom away and he makes his way to the kitchen. You’ve got flour in your hair and smeared across your cheek as you pire over your notes, crossing out measurements and rewriting them again.
Percival leans against the door frame, crossing his arms over his chest and smiling at you. Your tongue pokes out the corner of your mouth and he clears his throat.
You jump as you turn to face him, not having heard him in the front and thinking he had gone home hours ago, “You’re still here.”
He smirks as he steps over to you, “So are you.”
You chuckle as you nod, telling him that you had a breakthrough with your cinnamon roll recipe and you really didn’t want to lose the inspiration. You turn back to your work as you say it and Percival smiles.
He could stand there all night and watch you work. He thinks he might, but then you’re turning to him again and he feels like he’s been caught.
You just smile though and tell him that he could head home for the night. He stays put though and you raise your brows at him.
He laughs and tells you he doesn’t mind waiting if you’d like some company on your walk home. And you almost dismiss him, not knowing how long you were going to be there for, but when you look into his eyes, all you can do is nod.
Percival smiles back and moves closer, looking over your shoulder at what you have. You lean closer to him ever so slightly as he reads your scratchy handwriting.
He leans down a bit and now your faces are as close as they’ve ever been and you turn slowly to catch his eye. He grins at you and reaches up to wipe the flour from your cheek.
His hand is rough, but warm and you lean into his touch, your recipe completely forgotten as your breath hitches.
Percival leans closer and his lips lightly brush yours as he pauses, waiting. You move forward, pressing your lips firmly to his, and resting your hands on his shoulders. His hands move to grip your waist, pulling your body closer to his.
You break the kiss, pulling back slowly and grinning at the flour handprints on his shoulders. Percival only shakes his head as he leans in again, his grip tightening as your lips meet once more.
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Do you have one where the serving staff/guards know of Merlin’s magic, but they choose to keep it a secret because he helps them out a lot (since he cheats when no one is looking, they leave him alone for bigger tasks so they can just get things done faster)? (And that the atmosphere somehow just got…better when he started working there, even if the King is still a murder-bitch?)
Like Merlin, doesn’t know that they know. Nobles and visitors aren’t allowed to know and the staff help shield him/explain it away.
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OK SO!!!
I'm gonna write this as a set of  rough headcanons as opposed to a fic, because I'm really struggling motivation wise at the moment, and this particular ask really spoke to me when I looked through my messages :D
It takes Gwen and George (as important, smart, and the-only-other-servants-whose-names-we-know) all of a week to figure out Merlin has magic. It takes the Cook two, it takes the Housekeeper a month and a half, and it takes the Steward just shy of six months. Yeah. Merlin isn't very good at being subtle. The former First Knight, Leon's grumpy, stick-in-the-mud-and-also-up-his-arse predecessor, never finds out (much to the effort of everyone), but Leon of course has it all lined up in his head an hour after he takes over the role. He'd suspected before then, but hadn't really had much to do with Merlin anyway until he'd taken on the job.
Anyway. All of this just means that Merlin has no idea how easy his life is in comparison to what it could have been if he's actually managed to keep his secret, well, secret.
Most of the knights don't know, but a few do. With the guards, it's the other way round. Most of them know, a few specific ones don't. Look, as much as a lot of people know, and it sounds like chaos, it's actually very well controlled. Well, it isn't at first. Merlin is very lucky that the first few people to find out are willing to give him the benefit of the doubt, because it's those first few that carefully control where and when the secret goes.
ANYWAY. And I actually mean it this time. A lot of people know and Merlin has NO fucking clue.
The whole thing goes unsaid, and bar a few of the main crew (the aforementioned Gwen, George, Cook, Housekeeper, Steward, and later on, Leon) no one knows exactly who else knows. So there's a lot of awkward shuffling and suspecting side eyes as they try and tiptoe around it all. None of the guards that don't know are EVER put to duty outside Arthur's chambers, and they're kept away from places Merlin frequents as much as possible (the armoury, the stables, the physician's chambers, the washer rooms, etc) just because Merlin has no spatial awareness and never realises when there’s a guard right next to him/just around the corner.
Oddly enough, other than Leon and Lancelot, none of the main knights are in the know, with everyone’s reasoning being that... they’re the most loyal to The King. And as much as Leon and Gwen can vouch for them, they don’t like actively telling people about the magic, they just... corral people if they find out accidentally. Lancelot, despite knowing about the magic, also has no idea about this whole thing, but everyone else knows that he knows. It’s stupid. It’s complicated. But Gwen, Leon, and George are in too deep now to backtrack so... they just carry on going.
So yeah. They cover for him all the time. At any given night there will be at least one knight or guard in the tavern, so whenever Arthur kicks up a fuss about how “Merlin can’t have been at the tavern again.” they’ll start spreading rumours about how whip smart Merlin is at poker, because he won against Halbrand, Remus, Gregor, and Flint last night. When they know Merlin has snuck out to deal with something, they’ll make sure someone in-the-know is posted on the outer city walls, so they can send word when Merlin is sneaking back in. This just means they can clear the main courtyard and route to the Physician’s Chambers of anyone so that Merlin can still think no one noticed him coming and going.
After a few years, people notice that there are two days a year, later on three, that Merlin does actually disappear to the tavern for. It took Leon a little while to figure out, and he still isn’t entirely sure he’s right, but the first one falls on the day that Merlin had to leave Camelot to protect his home from ransackers. Gwen had mentioned one of his friends had died, and the word is spread to make sure Merlin is left alone that day. The second... he isn’t sure, to be honest. He knows it falls around the week that the beast had appeared, bought by the bounty hunter, but he’s not sure if that’s relevant. He thinks maybe the beast must have killed one of Merlin’s friends, and again, the word is spread. The third is easy. The third falls around the day the dragon had attacked. Leon himself, as well as many of the knights and guards, head tot eh tavern that week. He finds it odd though, that Merlin seems to separate himself from the memorials, from the drinking songs, from those that gather in mourning, almost like he’s mourning something else entirely. But again, Leon doesn’t question it, and the word is spread.
When he’s noticeably injured, Gwen, George, the Housekeeper, and the Steward will randomly have free days/extra servants available to help out, to lessen his workload. When he’s exhausted, the Steward and Leon will reorganise things so Arthur doesn’t have anything important on in the morning, and Merlin can sleep in. I guess it’s just lots of stuff like that, small things, that Merlin could probably live without but... well, these people love and respect him so much, why would they leave him to suffer alone?? It’s not just the fact that Merlin protects the Kingdom with magic, after all, it’s the fact that he’s so lovely, to everyone. He helps treat the guards’/knights’ injuries without judgment, he’ll cover for people when they’re sick, he’ll do other people’s workloads just to be kind. So yeah, they look after him. Not just because he’s a vigilante or whatever, but because he’s Merlin.
I just... they look out for him, ya know?? And maybe he finds out, in which case he’s very embarrassed that so many people knew about it. Or maybe he doesn’t know, maybe he never knows, and all those people continue to protect him from behind the scenes, the same way he protects Camelot. Who knows.
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I hope you enjoyed this, anon! I love you all so much, thank you for being patient with me!!!
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felix-the-third · 1 year
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Morgana is the doc Martens (boots) girlfriend and Gwenevere is the converse girlfriend
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steve-needs-a-hug · 10 months
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bbc merlin characters + hobby headcanons
Gwen - flower pressing
• Gwen likes to collect pretty flowers from the field or her garden and press them in a book. Sometimes when she writes a letter to someone dear to her, she'll place a dried flower between the pages.
Merlin - painting
• Whenever he can steal away a spare moment for himself, Merlin will paint on scrap pieces of paper - usually a small vignette capturing a memory from the day. They're impressionistic with a dreamlike quality to them, but once in a while when he has the energy he'll incorporate more detail.
Arthur - reading
• You'd think that because he spends a decent portion of his days poring over dusty old documents, doing paperwork, or learning speeches, reading a book might be the last thing Arthur would like to do in his free time. But reading a story in bed at the end of the day has become a pastime he quite enjoys - he especially prefers epic sagas of battles, romance, tragedy, and heroism.
Morgana - wine and cordial making
• She's become an expert in cooking up all manner of potions and elixirs, but in her home in the forest Morgana also likes to brew spirits, cordials, and wines with the variety of fruits and herbs she gathers in her woodland walks. Her recipes are top-secret but her sweet and aromatic concoctions are famous among the nearby villages.
Lancelot - miniature figurine painting
• Ever since he absent-mindedly played with one of those little soldier figurines used to mark out battlements on the war room table, took notice of the chipped paint, and brought the figurine home to repair it himself, Lancelot has become somewhat of an avid miniaturist. He started out restoring the figurines they used for planning war strategies, but eventually started handcarving his own from wood - he once very proudly presented Arthur with a little painted figure of the king, crown and all, which Arthur pretended not to be impressed by (he actually found it delightful).
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pendrgnsolos · 7 months
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headcannon: merlin has a cupboard full of clothes and items that he has brought for arthur for when he returns
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pigfacedbitch · 9 months
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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!
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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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krug3r2312 · 1 year
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Merlin whenever he gets back from saving Arthur’s life and the lives of Camelot’s citizens yet again only to find out Gaius used the tavern excuse again:
I am disgusted, I am revolted, I’ve dedicated my entire life to keeping this kingdom and its prince from certain death, and this is the thanks I get?
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cryptid-wizard · 1 year
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Do you ever think about how Merlin goes out gets saved by a dude and proceeds to bring the dude back to castle and eventually the dude gets knighted. This happened twice, he got Lancelot and then he got Gwaine. I like to think of them like the Merlin Protection Squad leaders.
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witchthewriter · 2 years
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𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐊𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐓𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮
⤷ gender neutral, ambiguous race, and any size reader. Requests are open, thank you for reading!
a/n: How are we feeling about this moodboard? Merlin BBC doesn’t have a lot of edits/icons/gifs so I’m trying to be creative ... please give your honest thought✌🏼
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SFW🌿
𝑲𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑨𝒓𝒕𝒉𝒖𝒓
⭑ Gifts, gifts, and more gifts. 
⭑ He loves giving you jewelry; and he doesn’t need a reason. He is the King, so he can do whatever he pleases. So, you have jewelry boxes full of jewels, silver, gold, etc. 
⭑ He wants to impress you; for you to think that he’s an important man who has no limits. 
⭑ He gets Merlin to do the heavy work though
    “Merlin! Merlin where are you? I need you to shine this-”
“I’ve spent hours shining that damn necklace!” 
      “It’s not glittering right. Why isn’t it glittering right?!” 
⭑ He loves horseback riding. Arthur LOVES showing off, and looking like he knows exactly what he’s doing. 
⭑ All his efforts of looking suave fail. So much so that you can’t stop laughing. So, laughter is a big part of your courtship. Arthur loves your laugh, your smile. The way your eyes light up. 
𝑴𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒏
⭑ He’s very thoughtful and likes to woo you with things that are meaningful. 
⭑ Merlin will find out your favourite things and surprise you with them. 
⭑ He asked you on a date one afternoon after he had been pumped up by Gwaine. 
  “You can do this Merlin,” Gwaine said while grabbing the sorcerer’s shoulders. 
“Yeah, yeah of course I can ... I can do this! No, wait, Gwaine. I can’t-” 
⭑ He did though, only because you had overheard the conversation and couldn’t wait for him. So, you walked up behind him, tapped his shoulder, and said ‘‘yes, where are going to go?”
⭑ Merlin will use magic, he definitely will. Making the fireflies glow brighter, the fire burn warmer. 
⭑ He loves resting his forehead against yours. Being still with one another, noses touching, hands holding the others’. 
𝑺𝒊𝒓 𝑮𝒘𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒆
⭑ He would flirt with you without shame. Trying to charm you with his best efforts. You would flirt back, not taking anything from it - it was harmless. It didn’t mean anything. 
⭑ Until Gwaine couldn’t get you out of his head. And you lived there absolutely rent-free. 
⭑ He yearns to be around you. The way your mind works ... he doesn’t know many people like that. 
⭑ Gwaine would spend a lot of time with you. Wanting to get to know everything about you. He’d ask questions, probe, poke, wanting to see every side of you. 
⭑ He’s very excitable and likes to thrill seek with you. 
⭑ Gwaine loves to play fight with you, but also train you to be able to defend yourself. He’s fun-loving and always makes sure you’re having a good time. 
𝑺𝒊𝒓 𝑳𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒍𝒐𝒕
⭑ He courts you with grace and the utmost respect. He always makes sure you’re comfortable and well. 
⭑ Very protective but in a subtle way - he doesn’t arc up when another guy is looking at you, but is able to diffuse any situation. 
⭑ Lots and lots and lots of flowers. New ones everyday. And they aren’t even bouquets; they could be from a garden or in the forest. At one point you felt bad that he was picking them from nature, so he bought seeds and asked for a place to plant them. He then tended to the seeds for weeks, and eventually they started to grow. 
⭑ He said “now you can have flowers everyday, for as long as they grow, I will be here.”
⭑ Light touches; moving the hair from your face and gently removing an eyelash from your face. 
⭑ He often leaves you needy and wanting more; but he isn’t meaning to tease you. He’s just that soft. 
𝑺𝒊𝒓 𝑳𝒆𝒐𝒏
⭑ He courts you through food and good conversation. Either making the food himself, taking you to the markets, or asking the royal cooks to make something special for you. 
⭑ Leon loves making you feel content - 
 “Are you warm enough, my love?” 
 “Do you want another slice?”
 “How are you feeling?”
⭑ He may not seek out exciting adventures, but that’s what you like about Leon. He’s grounding and that’s how he caught your heart. You need someone secure, someone safe.
⭑ The first few months into your courtship, he never let the two of you be alone together. He wanted to be traditional. But that didn’t really work because he was so in love with you. Therefore, he would take the food to your door so he could focus on eating, rather than ... you
⭑ He loves being in your company - and courts you by spending quality time with you. Where Gwaine asks questions and listens with focus, your time with Leon would be just ... existing in each other’s presence. Not pushing anything; just letting whatever comes up - comes up. 
𝑺𝒊𝒓 𝑷𝒆𝒓𝒄𝒊𝒗𝒂𝒍
⭑ His intent in courting you is to make you feel wanted. He knows what it’s like to be left out, so Percival makes sure you’re included and desired. 
⭑ When he first saw you in the tavern, he didn’t think much of you - it wasn’t until you cut a man off and had to practically throw him out that he was enamored with you. 
⭑ Percival loves PDA, he doesn’t have a problem with it at all. He wants to hold your hand, kiss your neck, and have you in his lap. 
⭑ He’s actually a good singer and will hum things when you’re together without knowing it. 
⭑ Likes to dance with you - whether that’s inside, around people, or outside, underneath the moon
⭑ He isn’t overly romantic, because he’s somewhat clueless in these matters. But he does his best to show his feelings through action. 
𝑺𝒊𝒓 𝑬𝒍𝒚𝒂𝒏
⭑ He likes making you feel safe. Throughout your courtship, he always went the extra mile. Walking you to your front door (literally, he’ll wait until you’ve gone in. But he never goes inside until you invite him.)
⭑ Elyan wants to show you new things; share new experiences with you. Going on adventures and creating memories. 
⭑ He’ll call in after his watch and make sure you’re okay. 
⭑ If you need any errands done but don’t want to do them - he’s your man 
⭑ Wants you to know that if you have any problems, he’ll fix them. No matter what they are. There’s a leak? He’ll patch it up, you’re fighting with your sister? He’ll sit and let you vent. 
⭑ Elyan would make you feel less alone in this huge world. He knows how it feel to be alone, and never wants that for you. 
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threemoonwatchers · 1 year
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This was on my last account but
Aithusa leaving muddy talonprints a la Blue’s Clues on everything that has any remote relation to Merlin whenever Morgana goes on a rant about tryna find Emrys
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