Imagine: Morgana flirting with you, and blushing because you’re shy. [x]
Morgana: Are you coming on the hunt later, Y/N?
Y/N: Oh, I’m not sure, my lady. I’m not sure if I am invited or not-
Morgana: You are invited, I am inviting you; I want to see your pretty face there.
Y/N: *blushes* O-oh okay. Thank you, my lady.
You had no idea if it was luck, skill, or a little bit of both together. Lady Morgana had managed to slip you out of the party without any one person seeing. Not Prince Arthur and not even King Uther.
Hi! Can i request one bbc merlin imagine where the reader is merlin's sister and she is the one who is Morgana's fate and doom? Thanks! 😃
A/N: Honestly, I’ve not watched Merlinfor a while, but hopefully this isalright and you enjoy it. Thanks for the request.
You paced. Thiscouldn’t be happening. After everything you’d been through together, youcouldn’t be the one who was Morgana’s fate and doom. It broke you to think howclose it was to having been Merlin. It still would have hurt: your brothertaking down your best friend, but it would have been slightly easier.
’(Y/n)?’ Merlinasked, snapping your attention away from the swirling thoughts.
‘How am I meant tofaced her?’ you asked in barely more than a whisper. 'She’s my best friend,Merlin.’
He was across theroom in an instant, his arms wrapped around you, as if he could protect youfrom everything that you’d been taught. But there was no way. This time, hecouldn’t help lessen your burden.
The battle wasraging around you. Everywhere you looked someone was locked in a vicious fight.You knew only one way to lessen their woes, one way to help them even a little.But it terrified you.
You didn’t feel asthough you could do it.
'Here you are.’Morgana’s voice was cold. All of the old familiar warmth it had once had wasgone. You were an enemy now, and there was nothing you could do about it.Somehow, that made everything worse, not better. 'Come to end it?’
Slowly, you turnedto face her. Something like nostalgia rippled through you. 'It didn’t have tobe this way.’ It was a blatant lie, you both knew it. There was no way thiswould play out any other way. You’d both made your decisions.
She raised herhands, you could tell that there was a spell rising.
You, however, werequicker. The spell murmured from a place of pure protection, of wanting to makesure no more innocents died.
But there was oneyou’d never be able to save.
‘Morgana,’ yougasped as she collapsed. You rushed over to her, tears stinging your eyes. Hereyes were shining slightly, but she looked to you more clearly than ever before.'It… it’s going to be OK.’
She tried to raisea hand but she wasn’t strong enough, her power already slipping away. 'Itwon’t,’ she breathed. 'But it is OK.’
The first of thetears started to slide down your cheeks as you watched the light going out inher eyes. It didn’t feel like you’d won, like you’d defeated a great evil. Youjust felt sad. The both of you having done your parts in everything.
Merlin: “And then you just ask her. She’ll love it!”
You: “Are you serious?”
Merlin: “Very. She’ll love the attention and I think she likes you. Everything will be fine. Trust me, she’ll love it.”
Hi! May i ask one Morgana imagine? Maybe when she takes Merlin to turn him against Arthur she takes the reader as well and although she tortures her she also flirts in front of Merlin? Thanks!
A/N: I didn’t really like the idea of flirting andtorturing, sorry, so I did it slightlydifferent but tried to keep the essence of it in a similar vain for you, I hopethat’s alright. Thanks for the request and I hope you enjoy it.
‘Morgana, please,’ you pleaded, watching as sheskulked around the space. The little shack felt like the kind of place youexpected this kind of thing to happen. Not that you thought you’d ever becaught up in.
‘Don’t worry,’ shesaid, turning a small smile your way, ‘we will have our time when we’re alone.’
‘Morgana, this willnot work,’ Merlin assured her. Somehow, despite how she had tortured him, hewas still staying strong. His voice was only wavering slightly. It contrastedstarkly with the fear that trembled through your own.
‘Oh, loyal to thelast,’ she sneered, gently tapping him on the chin.
‘This isn’t you,’you said, struggling gently against the bonds keeping you in place. Fearcoursed through you. Fear not just for yourself, but for Merlin as well. ‘Youwere never like this. Please, just… just come back to us.’
Morgana let out alittle chuckle. She turned her dark eyes towards you and moved closer.Something almost predatory about her movements. You shivered. This couldn’t behappening. You still couldn’t believe that the woman you had once known, theone that you thought cared, was suddenly so cold. All her passion transformedinto something else. Something darker, more threatening.
‘Do not worry,’ sheassured you, shifting so that she was directly in your eye line. ‘We will have plentyof time to get reacquainted.’
She turned on herheel and went back to Merlin. You couldn’t see what she was doing, but the yellof pain that was ripped from him hurt more than you thought it should.
‘Stop!’ you yelled,trying to raise your voice over the screams. ‘Please. Don’t… do not do this.’You could feel the tears rolling down your cheeks as you struggled, trying toget to Merlin, to stop this from happening. You wanted to make Morgana seesense. To remind her of how things had been before. Before her sister hadpoisoned her thoughts.
Slowly, Morganaturned towards you. There was an odd kind of fire behind her eyes. She steppedforwards, almost cautiously, before moving quickly to be in front of you.Carefully, she rubbed the tears away. Which, in fact, made it worse. Fearprickled down your back. More tears streamed down your cheeks.
‘It will be allright,’ she assured you, an almost warmth behind her voice, before she movedaway again. Her attention once again on Merlin.
Your insidessquirmed. There had to be something that you could do, but right then nothingwas coming to you. You just hoped that you would have your spark of inspirationsoon. That you would be able to save all three of you, before it was all toolate.
