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Arthur: It's a miracle. It's been a full day since something completely bullshit has happened in Camelot. No one's been cursed or pranked or stuck in a closet and no one's stolen the cook's pies and--

Gaius: Oh, by the way, Sire, Merlin's off gathering herbs for me. Gwaine accompanied him.

Arthur:

Arthur: That explains so much.

Merlin: Arthur and I used to come here every year. I can't believe he brought someone else!

Gwaine: Well, you brought someone else.

Merlin: Yeah, someone I couldn't possibly be sexually attracted to.

Gwaine:

Gwaine: Uhm, you're welcome?

Merlin: Hey mates, do you think I can fit 15 marshmallows into my mouth?

Arthur: You are a hazard to society.

Gwaine: And a coward. Do 20!

Knight #1: Gwaine ate from my plate!

Knight #2: Gwaine slept in my bed!

Knight #3: Gwaine stuck my ballpoint pen in his butt!

Arthur: *softly* Yes, that is Gwaine.

*Merlin and Morgana watch Gwaine grab the front of his trousers in an attempt to look cool*

Morgana: Does...does Gwaine have problems with his genitals?

Merlin: Yes.

Merlin: He's thinking with them.

Merlin: Congratulations on your marriage, Sire.

Arthur: What? But I never married her!

Merlin: You did. Last night.

Arthur:

Arthur: *to Gwaine* How drunk was I last night?

Gwaine: I don't know, I passed out!

Arthur: Everyone knows the knights are all more loyal to Merlin than they are to me Merlin: What?! That's not true! Arthur: Name one knight who wasn't your friend before they swore loyalty to me Merlin: Leon Arthur: And yet Leon married Gwaine, the man most likely to lead a coup against me in favor of you. Between his love for Gwaine and his friendship with you, that could sway his allegiance Merlin:... At least if Leon's there to temper Gwaine it'll be a peaceful coup? Gwaine overhearing this and looking at Leon with hopeful puppy-dog eyes. Leon: No I am not overthrowing the king in favor of Merlin with you. Frankly, I'm offended Arthur believes I would. Gwaine: Oh come on! Merlin would be a great king! Leon: I'm not saying he wouldn't be but there are ways to get him into power that would be, shall we say, more beneficial for everyone involved Gwaine: A chroí are you saying what I think you're saying? Leon: How about instead of staging a coup we play matchmaker? Gwaine: Tá tu an cheol mo chroí, this is why I fell in love with you in the first place

I don't speak Irish so if I've used the words wrong please let me know and I'll correct it. I just really love the idea of Gwaine speaking Irish and using Irish endearments for Leon. My (edited, thank you phantomchick) understanding of the translations: A chroí - My heart tá tu an cheol mo chroí - You're the music of my heart

Leon and Merlin watching their husbands doing something stupid, sharing a look of solidarity before going to stop their idiots from getting themselves killed

Gwaine: You know... Before, I kind of had a crush on Merlin

Arthur: ...

Arthur: that shit gets over?

The reason they had to kill Gwaine in the end is because he would take one look at Merlin's devastated face and set about finding a way to drag Arthur out of that lake (kicking and screaming if he'd have to) to make Merlin smile again

Multi-Character Headcanons: First Kiss

30 Day Writing Challenge Day 26 - 'First Kiss'

Pairings: Merlin x Reader; Arthur Pendragon x Reader; Gwaine x Reader; Lancelot x Reader; Percival x Reader

Warnings: Brief mentions of injuries.

General Taglist: @criminaly-supernatural, @caswinchester2000, @imaginesfire Requested Taglist: @thicc-in-semicorrect-places, @spuffyfan394

Merlin:

You were both fully aware of each other’s feelings, and Merlin had made them known through various actions.

Bringing you breakfast in the mornings even though it's not his job, and it's always paired with a flower.

Bringing you extra bread or pastries from the kitchen in the evenings.

And you showed your own care for him through mending his clothes and leaving them for him.

Or even performing some of his duties when he is too busy with Arthur.

Your first kiss came on the day he took you out on a picnic.

He was a shy mess when he asked you, but was much calmer now when you sat with him on the hillside.

Running your hand across the blanket underneath you, you smiled “This is very soft.”

Merlin nodded “Mhm...It’s Arthurs.”

Your eyes would snap up at this, and he would give you an innocent look.

You’d let out a surprised laugh as you smacked his shoulder “Merlin!”

“What?” He’d laugh.

“He’ll kill you!”

“Only if he finds out.” He said with a bit of smugness.

You giggled “Well. He won’t hear it from me.”

Merlin would smile at you, and when you met his eyes again he could see how bashful you became.

He would get the overwhelming desire to kiss you. So he would lean in, meeting your eyes and he would speak in a whisper “Can I kiss you?”

You’d feel heat rise up your neck, and would try your best to hide how he was affecting you.

With a small nod and a somewhat repressed smile, you’d whisper back “Yes.”

He would smile and lean in quickly, pressing his lips to yours.

You would be surprised at how soft his lips were, but would get lost in the gentle, yet passionate kiss as he brought his hands up to cup your face and pull you in a bit closer.

- - - - -

Arthur:

Arthur was flirty with you from the beginning.

At first you were shy and unsure of what to do, but as a friendship formed it turned into a friendly flirty banter between you.

You were never really sure if Arthur really had feelings for you though, so you never did anything about it.

But one day, Arthur got tired of beating around the bush and had every intention of telling you about his feelings over dinner or something.

But, when he saw you talking with another Knight, Arthur could tell the knight was clearly flirting, and he got jealous.

He approached and though he was relatively nice, he came up with a bogus excuse and pulled you away from the Knight.

You could clearly tell something was wrong, so when you ended up in a corridor alone, you stopped and asked him what was wrong.

“Nothing's wrong.” He’d excuse, which you clearly didn’t believe.

After giving him a face of disbelief he shrugged his shoulders and let out a scoff “What? I just didn’t like the way he was treating you.”

“He was treating me perfectly fine!” You’d say, even more confused.

But it would click in your head that what Arthur saw, was the knight flirting, and you couldn’t help the hope that filled you.

“Are you sure you weren’t jealous?” You’d ask, clearly amused.

“What? Of course not.” He’d say with a scoff, while immediately damning himself for being stupid and lying.

“Hmm. Fine, then if there is no real reason you did it, I’m going to go apologize.” You said with a challenging tone, before spinning around to leave.

Arthur knew it was a challenge, but it did not stop him from panicking slightly as he quickly reached out and grabbed your elbow “Wait!”

You’d turn and give him a questioning gaze, and Arthur paused for a moment before thinking to himself ‘Screw it’.

He pulled you towards him by the elbow and kissed you. His hands came up to cup your face as he deepened the kiss.

You’d only hesitate for a second before you leaned into it.

- - - - -

Gwaine:

Gwaine was pretty much head over heels for you the second he set eyes on you.

And, once he sees something or someone he wants, he is determined and quite loyal.

You didn’t really believe his intentions at first, so you played hard to get, though not intentionally.

Eventually Gwaine was afraid you just didn’t like him.

But you actually really, really did.

After going on a quest with Arthur and the others, Gwaine ended up getting seriously injured.

Once they returned to Camelot, he was unconscious. You decided to take care of him, fearing and worrying for him tremendously.

When Gwaine finally woke up, and he saw you sitting at his bedside, clearly disheveled and having not left his side, he felt his heart swell up and couldn’t help but grin.

You woke up and saw him smiling at you, and quickly began to check him over.

He would take your hand in his and you would stop what you were doing, suddenly feeling shy, as you were aware you probably made your feelings known.

“I thought I had died and gone to heaven when I saw you by my side.” He muttered softly, and relished in the obvious effect it had on you.

You’d clear your throat and ask him softly “Is there anything you need? Do you want some water or something?”

He’d shake his head softly as he just smiled at you, before getting an idea “Actually, there is something you could do.”

“What is that?” You’d ask softly.

He smiled softly at you before it turned into a smirk “A kiss.”

You’d roll your eyes, thinking he was up to his jokes again “Gwaine.” You’d say with a hint of ridicule.

“No, I’m serious.” He’d begin as he continued to hold your hand. “I was afraid I had died never knowing what it would be like.”

Taking your hand and bringing it up to his lips, be pressed a kiss to the back of it, and then placing it on his chest where you could feel his heart beating heavily.

He would then look at you softly “You make my heart go crazy.”

Your own heart would be beating rapidly. “You’re being genuine aren’t you?” You asked, finally realizing it.

He’d nod his head softly and you’d let out a soft chuckle before moving to sit at his bedside.

“Well, in that case.” You’d say as you gently ran your hand through his hair.

As you leaned down, you’d stop, hovering just above his lips as you gazed into each other’s eyes for a moment.

Taking the courage you could find, you closed your eyes and leaned the rest of the way in, your lips meeting in a gentle kiss, that was deepened as Gwaine brought his hand to the back of your head and leaned in further.

- - - - -

Lancelot:

Lancelot is a romantic through and through, so he would be forward with his feelings from the beginning.

He would court you properly and romantically, bringing you gifts and writing you letters, the whole nine yards.

One day, he would invite you to dinner with him.

When arriving at his quarters, you found it lit with candles.

He would offer you flowers, and you’d have a large meal waiting for you. Courtesy of Merlin.

At the end of the dinner, Lancelot would ask you to dance with him.

“But there’s no music?” You’d say shyly, yet amused.

“That’s alright, we don’t need it.” He’d say as he rose, reaching out his hand to you.

You’d stand, taking his hand in yours. And as you began to dance slowly around the room, you couldn’t help but laugh, which he joined in on.

Eventually, you laid your head on his shoulder as you danced, closing your eyes and taking in his presence.

After a few moments, he would whisper softly “Y/n.”

You would look up at him and he would smile softly as you, softly grazing his hand down your face.

You would see his eyes flick to your lips, and you could not stop your own eyes from doing the same.

You met each other’s gaze and stopped dancing, both of you feeling the tension of the moment.

And as if you both silently agreed, you both leaned in slowly, your lips meeting softly, hesitantly at first.

After the first touch, you both succumbed and the kiss became passionate, as he held you in his arms in the candlelight.

- - - - -

Percival:

Percival is very sweet, caring, a bit quiet, and very protective.

So, even though he never really said anything about his feelings for you, he makes it pretty obvious with his actions.

You’ll catch him watching you and staring at you. He will always offer to walk you home, and watches out for you during quests or when traveling, just generally being protective.

No matter how much he wanted it, he never really planned on kissing you. He just assumed you would never be interested in him.

But after a fateful event during a quest in which you got separated from the others, and were hiding in a small cavern, huddled together while it was storming, he could think of nothing else.

He was keeping you warm and dry in his arms, under his cloak, and he could not stop himself from staring at you.

This was the closest he had ever been to you and it was making him very nervous.

You could tell something was wrong with him, so you looked up at him, fully aware of how close you were. Which made your own heart hammer in your chest. “Are you okay Percival?”

“What? Yes, I’m fine, why?”

“It’s just your heart, it’s beating so heavily.” You'd say somewhat shyly, having felt his heartbeat through his chest while leaning against him.

“Oh.” He’d mutter out, unsure of what to say. And as you stared up at him, with a somewhat worried look on your face, he could feel himself falling ever so deeper for you.

“I just-” He’d begin, but would stop, as he would try to think of something to say. But as he stared at you, he couldn’t stop his gaze from flicking to your lips. “You make me nervous.” He blurted out suddenly.

“I do?” You’d ask, somewhat surprised. “Why?”

“Well I- It’s just...you-” He took a breath and steadied himself. “I care for you...very much, and being this close, it’s almost torture.” He almost laughed as he spoke, sure he sounded stupid.

You weren’t sure what to do, and tried to repress the smile threatening to cross your face, as well as the heat that rose up your neck and ears “Would you like me to move away?” You asked as you pulled away slightly.

“No!” He spurted out, tightening his grip a bit “Uh, no, I don’t want you to catch ill.” He excused, though it was still the truth.

You smiled a bit “Then what would you like me to do?” You asked shyly, unsure of how to make him feel better.

He could see the shyness on your face, and from having pulled you closer to him, his hand felt your pulse from your wrist, and felt it racing.

He met your eyes, and though he was terrified, he spoke softly “Could I kiss you?” He asked, surprised at the words he spoke.

You were surprised at his question as well, but could not stop the smile that formed, excited that he had asked.

Nodding just enough for him to notice, he smiled lightly before slowly leaning in.

Hesitating for a moment right before he kissed you as he looked into your eyes, he took a small breath before leaning in the rest of the way.

His arms wrapped around you and pulled you closer as you both deepened the kiss. Forgetting about the rain and cold surrounding you as you held each other.

- - -

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Arthur: I think Merlin’s mad at me.

Leon: What makes you say that?

Arthur: Watch.

Arthur: Hey, Merlin?

Merlin, formally: Yes, sire?

Gwaine, looking horrified: What in the five kingdoms did you do?!

To me, Merlin’s dynamic with all the knights (including Arthur) is “The only person who gets to torture my brother is me” but like it’s reciprocated

Modern!Gwaine would wear those shoes with wheels on the bottom to PE on the day of the pacer test in this essay I will-

it's the way gwaine and merlin and merlin and lancelot are friends that gives me hope in this world they deserved better!!!

I’m simultaneously Merlin and Gwaine in this scene.

Imagine the sheer hilarity if Lancelot and Gwaine switched their first episodes. Gwaine shows up and saves Merlin from a griffin and gets injured.

Merlin: You're cool and you saved my life! You should be a knight so we can hang out!

Gwaine: *frantically trying to think of a way to tell his new friend no when he's looking at him with that face*

Gwaine: Sorry bro, I'm not a noble so I can't

Merlin: That's okay! We can just commit identity fraud!

Gwaine: . . .

Gwaine: I'm in

And the rest of the episode proceeds with Gwaine pretending to be the son of a random nobleman when he's already a noble purely for the chaos of it all. Bonus points if someone were to recognize Gwaine for some reason as already being a noble.

Random nobleman: *narrows eyes* And you're certain you're the son of Lord Eldred? It's just, you look so much like-

Gwaine: Yep, sure am! Good ol' Eldred and my three-

Merlin: *coughs* Four

Gwaine: -Four brothers! Ha ha ha it's a great happy family!

Random nobleman: *continues to squint suspiciously*

*Random nobleman goes to the king*

Random nobleman: Sire, I think this man is lying about his heritage!

Uther: *Gasp* Are you saying he's not actually noble?

Random nobleman: No, he's definitely a noble, but he's lying about which nobleman!

Uther: . . .

Gwaine helps to take down the griffon and finds out about Merlin's magic, deciding he needs to stay around to watch his back and to partake in magical shenanigans. Also he's grown to sort of respect Arthur at this point and Arthur in return, so when the truth comes out about the forged seal, Gwaine is just-

Gwaine: It's cool it's cool, I am a nobleman, just a different nobleman, here's my seal

Random nobleman: I KNEW IT!!!

Uther is contemplating if he cares enough about the semantics to arrest Gwaine, Arthur is just like

Arthur: Seems legit, welcome to the crew new bestie *high fives Gwaine*

Uther decides that at least this new friend is a noble and might get Arthur to stop spending so much time with his peasant servant, and lets it go.

(now, Arthur spends all his time with his peasant servant AND the alcoholic knight and Uther gives up)

(Lancelot shows up later and Uther, halfway through his fifth cup of wine, is so relieved he seems responsible that he knights him on the spot without checking his references)

(Lancelot turns out to be just as chaotic as the others and Uther just hides in his room for the rest of the series, allowing Arthur to be king way earlier. Arthur legalizes magic and the golden age happens and all that jazz)

(the end)

3x08 | 3x12 

Gwaine and Merlin: *see each other* :D

In season 4 of BBC Merlin, the episode where they have to face the "Lamia" is probably one of the biggest monstrosities I have ever witnessed. The way the knights treated Merlin was so mean, so appalling, so cruel. It broke my heart.

I am fully aware they were enchanted. Still when Leon starts coming for merlin saying that he's not a Knight, not a physician, that he's nothing but a servant, I seriously considered homicide.

I mean, technically, merlin was the court physicians apprentice first before Arthur's servant.

It hurts even more when I remember that at the beginning of the episode, Elyan stood up for him in front of the elder of the village.

I also can't help but think if Lancelot were there, Merlin could have used his magic to get him disenchanted or something, then help him find a way to slay the Lamia. But he was left alone.

Same goes for the episode where they visited a shrine the druids had made. The Knights made fun of it. Merlin looked so upset because they were making fun of his beliefs, his religion in a way. Alas, they couldn't know they were doing so, but it still doesn't make it any less hurtful. Especially when you remember that the victims the shrine was made for were probably unjustly executed at the hands of Uther. And again, if Lance was there, he probably could have said something to appease the air. But no, Merlin was left alone.

Damn it, I'm really in my feels(　＾ω＾)

I love Merthur. I really do.

But. Have you thought of Arwaine? They just fit somehow. One is a wanderer, avoiding settling down and responsibilities and the other has the weight of the whole kingdom on his shoulders. One of the best rare pairs I've read on Merlin A03. The small amount of people who write Arwaine. Thank you!

You know what's even better? Merwainthur! You can make any one of them the long-suffering one! And the whole strength, courage and magic thing is just so much potential. We need so much more of this.