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No honestly is there a reason his 'hair' looks like this again? What not enough money to splurg on a few good hair pieces guys?

Second, how many of آپ are beginning to thoroughly dislike him? For the longest time I put up with him as the amusing defacto father of Merls and that was all fine well and good and I could cope with his lack of imagination re the tavern issue all دن long (Merlin being in the tavern) but this, this constant, thing of never quite telling all the relevant details and what is more, being selective in his memory is beginning to wear thin.

In fact, sometimes I find him far مزید evil than the warpedness of an Odin یا an Uther because they are just blindingly ignorant but he knows better.

Thoughts welcomed. Very very miffed with Gaius this season.
I have been struggling with the non-reveal issue ever since the season ended. When a سوال was گیا کیا پوسٹ about forgiveness and trust, I just purged my inner feelings into this response. This was a deeply personal and honest moment for me, and I would love to hear from anyone who is having the same struggle یا maybe has some words of wisdom in regards to dealing with all of the conflicted emotions:


Trust and forgiveness in regards to a relationship is a complicated thing. In regards to Arwen, I was ecstatic to find out that the betrayal was the result of an enchantment. I always felt that the...
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posted by kbrand5333
    Merlin is drawing a bath for his master. He is pouring the last jugs of warm water into a large tub, whistling a jaunty tune. His life as a servant has been a lot easier since the wedding. Arthur’s general mood has improved tenfold now that he can openly دکھائیں his affections for Guinevere, and marriage suits him well. Gwen makes Arthur happy, and when Arthur is happy he is nicer to Merlin. Not only that, but Gwen gets displeased when Arthur is unnecessarily پار, صلیب with Merlin. And Arthur has learned, like all husbands, that the key to a happy marriage it to not make...
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    Merlin gapes as he looks at Gwen. She looks stunning in a purple گاؤن, gown with سونا embroidery. With her hair let loose around her shoulders, face enhanced with a minimum of make up, Guinevere looks absolutely beautiful.

    Arthur elbows Merlin.

    Merlin turns towards Arthur, blushing at being caught.

    “What are آپ looking at?” Arthur asks, arching his brow.

    “Hmm … just admiring her beauty.”

    “Well, I hope آپ remember to whom she belongs,” Arthur...
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posted by kbrand5333
My 2nd place-winning fic for Arwen short challenge 7! I had to trim it for length to meet the word count requirements. This is the FULL version.

“My lady, he’s here.”

Four words. Four small words I’ve been dreading since the دن my father told me that he had promised me to King Arthur of Camelot.

“Thank you, I’ll be down presently,” I say, not turning around. It was rude of me, I know. I usually treat my servants better than this. Hopefully they will forgive my curtness, understanding my reticence to be whisked away سے طرف کی some… escort… to go and be married to a complete stranger....
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Part 19: link


    “Are آپ nervous, Guinevere?” Arthur asks quietly. Gwen is seated between Arthur and Morgana in the back نشست of Gaius’ Cadillac, on the way to church.
    “Yes,” she جوابات simply.
    He takes her hand in his. “It will be fine,” he says. “It’s church. People are supposed to be nice at church.”
    “Yes, they are,” Gwen answers, “but some of the most closed-minded people are also some of the most righteous.”
    “Righteous in their own minds, anyway,”...
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Part 17: link


    Gwen blinks her eyes open. Where am I? Oh, right. Milwaukee. Arthur’s uncle’s house. She looks at the clock. 9:37! I haven’t slept this late in years!
    She swings her feet down, sliding them into her slippers. She looks around the room. I didn’t bring that many boxes, why do I still have half of them left? Oh. Right. After Arthur went to بستر I spent the rest of the evening in Morgana’s room till far too late.
    Gwen has decided that she definitely likes Morgana. She’s exuberant and witty. Arthur said...
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posted by kbrand5333
This one started life as Song 8 in "Songs to Dance." Had always planned on expanding it. This first chapter will be familiar. As a reminder, this is AU from 3x10, "Queen of Hearts," where Arthur, Gwen and Merlin actually do leave Camelot.


    “Gwen!” an urgent voice whispers in the dark dank of the dungeons. “Gwen, wake up!”
    Guinevere turns over and sits up on the filthy straw mat. Her eyes دکھائیں no signs of sleep, only weeping. They are swollen and rimmed with red. “Merlin?” she blinks. She has spent the evening crying and crying and ran...
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Part 32: link


    Being Friday night, parking is troublesome. Lance finds a place for his Citroën a ways up the block, and Arthur piggybacks on the spot, squeezing his motorcycle in sideways in front of Lance’s car, the front tire on the sidewalk.
    “Arthur, you’re going to get a citation,” Gwen cautions, but Arthur seems unconcerned.
    “Nice motorbike,” Lance تبصرے as Gwen once again stuffs Arthur’s جیکٹ away.
    “Thank you. Her name is Morgana,” Arthur says, sweeping his arm grandly.
    “Morgana?...
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posted by kbrand5333
    “Merlin, I need آپ to… Merlin? Merlin!” Arthur starts yelling for his servant as soon as he notices the other man is nowhere to be seen. He was expecting him to be waiting for him in his chambers when he returned from his evening council meeting.
    “MERLIN!” he yells again, irritated now, dropping his بیلٹ, پٹی on the table.
    “I gave him the night off,” a soft voice drifts out of the dim. It is coming from the direction of the sleeping quarters.
    “Guinevere?” Arthur says, puzzled. And intrigued....
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Part 18: link


    Arthur carries her heavy suitcase, setting it carefully in the back of her tiny green Mini. As soon as they are inside, he reaches for her, his lips itching to feel hers against them once again.
    She sighs, leaning into him, clutching his shoulders as she opens her mouth for him, meeting his searching tongue with hers.
    They separate only for air, and Arthur leans his forehead against hers. “Never leave again. At least not without me,” he whispers.
    Gwen giggles, and pecks his lips. “I...
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posted by kbrand5333
 I found this picture online, and decided to make it Gwen's dress in this chapter.
I found this picture online, and decided to make it Gwen's dress in this chapter.
Part 6: link

Camelot Speakeasy, Chicago, 1929
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The hard soles of Arthur Pendragon’s shoes echo on the metal stairs hidden behind some trash bins in a dank back alley. He trudges down the stairs and reaches a thick metal door, on which he pounds with the side of his fist. He waits.

Seconds later, a hidden panel slides open, and a pair of blue eyes peek out at him. “Password?” a deep voice asks.

“Open up, Percy, it’s me,” Arthur says crossly. Always the same thing with this one. It’s my damn club. I don’t need to give the password.

“Password,” he repeats.

“Percival. I...
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posted by kbrand5333
Part 27: link


My Dear Queen Annis,
    As I’m sure آپ are aware, my reasons for sending escorts ہوم with our young friend and his party were actually twofold. Yes, it was a gesture of good faith and extra protection for them, but I was also keen to gather information about his demeanor and how he interacts with his people.
    The information my knights have brought back to me has been fascinating, and I wish to share it with you.
    First and foremost, my men were much impressed with the king and queen. They found them to be gracious,...
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posted by kbrand5333
Part 68: link


    “Mmmm,” Guinevere purrs contentedly, resting her head on Arthur’s chest. She curls into his side, throwing a leg over his.
    “I didn’t get to finish my lunch,” Arthur says, earning him a pinch. “Ow!”
    “Hey, آپ were the one that left the table,” she shrugs.
    He slides his hand along her body, from her hip to her shoulder and back down again to rest on her hip, where he gives her a squeeze. “Well it was still your fault. And رات کے کھانے, شام کا کھانا isn’t until seven,” he pouts.
    “So...
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posted by kbrand5333
Okay, remember my تبصرہ about wondering what A&G could have gotten up to had Merlin not interrupted them in 2x02? (link) This was knocking at the front door of my brain this morning.


    “…A good king should respect his people, no matter who they are!” Gwen scolds him, turning away.
    Arthur’s hand shoots out and grabs her elbow, firmly but gently. مزید gently than Guinevere would have thought him capable.
    “Guinevere,” he says quietly.
    The combination of his baritone voice caressing her name...
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posted by kbrand5333
Part 22: link


    Arthur wakes before Gwen. He decides to get up and shower, so that they can have plenty of time to get to her apartment before his father’s. He is able to reach up enough to wash his own hair, which makes him happy. When he returns to his room, he finds Guinevere awake, which also makes him happy.
    “Good morning, love,” he says, leaning to kiss her. She offers a cheek, which he kisses, then scowls.
    “I haven’t brushed my teeth yet,” she tells him.
    “I don’t care,” he tells...
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posted by kbrand5333
Part 17: link

    Arthur has a lot on his mind this morning. He is restless, because he can’t do anything. Merlin says he can’t take the گوفن, جھلانا off until Sunday at the earliest. At least one مزید day. Grr. Cheering at the rugby match is going to be difficult, indeed, not to mention certain… leisure activities he plans on engaging in later with Guinevere.
    By ten a.m. he is stir crazy. He stalks out to the common room and finds Leon playing catch with Wayne across the room. They are seated on sofas opposite one another, tossing a plush version of...
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posted by sportyshuie
This is a tribute to the lovely مضمون written سے طرف کی RosalynCabenson. i may not be able to write as good as her but i just wanted to دکھائیں her how her مضمون inspired me ..

This is about last saturday's episode; His father's son. I find this episode slighly better than the four others combined and it was due to some excellent acting and good scripts from the writers. Though episode 3 made me cry and wanted it to be become my personal favorite; it was completely ruined سے طرف کی some ridiculous editing that left us stunned! Not that this episode is without the flaws but it's nice to see the directors...
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posted by kbrand5333
    Arthur is standing at the front of the تخت room. He is waiting, and he is not alone. The تخت room is filled to capacity with courtiers, knights, servants,
and commoners. There are flowers, ribbons and bunting in abundance, and the room has never looked مزید festive. He waits, barely noticing his surroundings. His attention is fixed on the large set of doors at the back of the room.
    To the casual observer, the young king appears calm. Merlin, Arthur’s trusted servant and closest friend, knows otherwise. He sees Arthur’s tapping foot, his...
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I thought it brilliant and got her permission to share. Do enjoy. It is actually wonderfully written. And yes, آپ are accurate in your surmise/suspicion about the subject matter. Enjoy!

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Title: The Queen’s Blood
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Arthur/Gwen
Warnings: Yup folks - it’s a period fic. Blood and everything.

Summary: Gwen has to explain the basics of female bodily functions to her husband, who is somewhat alarmed to wake up to bloody sheets two days after his marriage.


The سیکنڈ night after her wedding, Gwen bled. She had suspected it might happen as such, her usual rhythm being...
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