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Let’s have you, lazy daisy. Please.

#King of Camelot #Merlin #{ This is one giant NOPE }

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“I’ve already gotten you your meal. It’s on the table. And earlier, you told me you didn’t want a bath.”

nosonofuther

"----Appears lack of sleep has made me keen to change my mind."

#{ yessum i am back in black and white and technicolor }#{ mmhmmm i'm that donk that don't quit }#magicitself

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“—The sun is shining, it’s very nice out, is there nothing to warm your cold heart, Arthur?”

nosonofuther

"----There are many things that would gladly do so, but a delayed meal and bath were not two of those things."

#{ I recreated a Doctor account... He's been sucking up the time I haven't been at work }#{ Am I at least a pretty butt? }#{ The kind a stripper buys? }#magicitself

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”That’s quite a warm welcome, don’t you think? I can just tell you’re a bundle of joy, Ser.”

nosonofuther

"Warmer than most others shall receive. And I can tell that there is nothing different about today for you, Merlin."

#{ I'M A-LIIIIHAHIIIIIIVE }#magicitself

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＂——What’cha starin’ at, mate? Is there something on my face?＂

nosonofuther

"----Nothing you can't wipe off."

#magicitself

inmarble

#King of Camelot

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He hadn’t even turned his head all the way to the King before he knew it was him— the sound of the footsteps crossing the floor and the glint of red and the shine of the armour were both give-aways to the identity of the other.

In which case, it was not good for him to be found dozing when there were more important things to be done around the palace. Standing hastily and rubbing the sleep from the back of his neck, Merlin coughed uncomfortably.

”Erm… yes. I probably should be. Shouldn’t you?”

nosonofuther

"What I am doing or should be shouldn't be any concern of yours," he bit, only reeling back and taking a thick, heavy breath into his lungs once the words had already been released and he could feel the judging eyes on him. Apologies weren't his strong point, and he would not force more stress onto himself for the sake of something he figured Merlin would be able to deduce on his own.

"Am I to assume that through your lolly-gagging, you have not seen Guinevere this morning?"

#magicalhalf #{ Whew! Thank goodness }

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Merlin had simply fallen asleep. Stopping for just a short rest, the young warlock was too exhausted to realise that he’d dozed into a nap off to the side of one of the castle’s large foyers.

But something in his mind told him to wake, and he jumped into an upright sitting position, eyes moving to the other he’d sensed slightly.

”—- Oh… hullo.”

nosonofuther

Sighing, the blond closed the door that he had come through with an expression painting his visage with crimson challenging that of his cloak's hues. There wasn't anything to prepare for the day's activities that the other couldn't be doing? He stepped closer to where Merlin lounged and lightly snored, glaring daggers until he finally looked up and mumbled something that went unnoticed.

"Shouldn't you be somewhere?"

#magicalhalf #{ Hello yes I hope I do not bother. }

thecompassionatequeen-blog

It had to have been a difficult question for him to answer. He needed to think about his people, and he always put them first. But Guinevere felt that he needed to be reminded that he was just Arthur as well. So she waited patiently for him to contemplate his answer, think about what it was in life that he truly wanted.

She hadn’t expected it to be her.

Of course she knew that he cared for her, that he wanted a way for them to be together. She didn’t know that he would abdicate his throne for her. He just wanted her. “There…” She murmured, hand touching his shoulder. “You may be the King of Camelot, but you are also a man who needs to remember that his own feelings do matter. Your heart is one of the things I admire most about you, Arthur. You shouldn’t be hesitant to express what feelings and desires lie in there” A gentle hand raised to his cheek, thumb rubbing small circles there.

”You have me. You will always have me. While the situation is not ideal, I believe that one day we will be able to walk hand in hand without causing a commotion. Arthur, my heart belongs to you completely.”

nosonofuther

"Why must that time be so distant into the future that we must linger and hope and pray for it to come? Why can we not force it to become today?" the blond asked, her minuscule speech having stirred the battle-breeding in him What if he could make it tomorrow? What if his people were not as high-strung as his predecessor had been? What if they didn't care so long as he was happy? "Guinevere, I cannot wait for that time to come when it is I that can change it to be so much closer. I cannot stand idly by as the years we could have spent together wither away." His hand moved to cover hers, the other mimicking the motion and laying in her cheek as the miniature gesture on his lips lost base, gained a new, stronger one. "I will not allow another day to pass where I was not actively fighting for our right to be together."

#thecompassionatequeen #{ I am so sorry this was crap >.< }#{ I will do better next time }

brilliancetheory

#King of Camelot #Guinevere

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#King of Camelot #Merlin #Modern!Verse

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#this looks like an election ad

#Merriment #[ This... I imagine this being the look that Arthur gets often ]#[ Simon does not approve ]

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Her hand was on the door, ready to leave. She was completely unsure as to what had just happened. It didn’t make any sense, and she truly didn’t want to dwell on it much longer. But there he was with his hand on hers, and once again her resolve dissipated. She didn’t look at him for a long while, but allowed him to touch her hair. After a moment, she managed to train her eyes against him. Her shoulders moved upwards in the smallest of shrugs. “What do you want, Arthur?” She asked, not to be harsh or rude. She just wanted to know what exactly she was waiting for. “I always think I know what you want, but then you go and do something and it seems as if your mind changes instantly, and I’m left not knowing.”

"So tell me what you want. Don’t think about your kingdom or your knights. What do you want. In life in anything, really. You’re always thinking about the kingdom and its wants and needs. Just for the sake of this one conversation… tell me what you want. Because I don’t seem to know.”

nosonofuther

What I want, he repeated in his mind, running the tip of his tongue over the meat of his bottom lip. What did he want when Camelot was excluded from the factors? When it was just what he wanted instead of thousands of other people? He forced himself to think, to come up with something, but he could not. Throughout his entire existence, even as a child, he was conditioned to put his people before himself and take their well being into consideration, and it had made his own desires fade and wither until at last they hardly existed at all. But he pressed himself harder. What do I live for? And it hit him. Gaze drifted back up to hers, mouth curled into a lingering soft smile. "I want you, Guinevere. I want everything from and for you. To be yours as much as you are mine and to wake in the morning beside you. I want to be able to entangle my hands in yours and kiss you when I please. I couldn't care less if we were poor farmers in the outermost reaches of the land or here in Camelot with you as Queen and I as King. I just want you."