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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.
    Gwen walks into her chamber and stops. She looks ahead at the میز, جدول where a vase that had been empty a while پہلے is now filled with beautiful flowers. She looks down at her hands. She is holding fresh flowers herself, but the ones in the vase are مزید beautiful. Looks like someone has beaten her to it.

    “Do آپ like them?” someone asks from behind her, almost stunning Gwen.

    She whirls around and finds Arthur looking at her, smiling. She blushes and looks down.
    “Is that for me?” he asks her,...
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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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Part 16: link


    “Wake up, darlin’, we’re here,” Arthur says quietly, stroking Gwen’s cheek.
    “Mmm,” she scrunches against him and blinks her eyes open. “Did I fall asleep again?”
    “Yes,” he chuckles, kissing her forehead. “We’re here,” he repeats. She looks out and sees a house, not overlarge, nicely kept. A home. “Come on.”
    He climbs out of the car and opens her door again. They walk to the front door and it opens before Arthur can lift his finger to the doorbell.
    “Arthur!”...
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posted by kbrand5333
Part 14: link


    “Guinevere…” Arthur shouts from the bedroom.
    “Yes, Love?”
    “Hungry. Can I have lunch?”
    “What do آپ want?”
    “Toasted cheese sandwich?”
    “What are you, seven?” She’s laughing at him now.
    “I like those when I don’t feel well.”
    “I know…”
    “And an apple. Cut up. And do we have any bendy straws?”
    “Yes, I bought you...
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Part 9: link


    Aredian strides to the witness stand from the back of the courtroom, a thin, severe, imposing figure, all in black. Something about his demeanor makes everyone uncomfortable in his presence, like they’re afraid that he’s going to shoot lightning bolts from his fingertips and smite them just for breathing the same air.
    “Good Lord, Arthur, where’d your father meet him?” Gwen whispers.
    “I honestly have no idea. Some سوالات are better left unanswered,” he whispers back. He’s been enjoying whispering...
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Part 8: link


    “Arthur Pendragon.”
    “Mr. Pendragon? My name is Keith Godwin. I was دیا a somewhat illuminating message yesterday…”
    “Ah, yes, Mr. Godwin. I have some information that آپ might find very illuminating,” Arthur says, leaning back in his chair. “What are your plans for this weekend, may I ask?”
    Over lunch, Arthur’s phone rings again. “Arthur Pendragon,” he answers, his mouth full of hamburger.
    “Arthur?” Percy’s hesitant voice greets him....
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posted by kbrand5333
Part 7: link


    “Percival, why didn’t آپ correct the prince when he made that misstep? He very nearly gave young Maxwell a black eye!” Leon snaps at his fellow knight as the two men walk to the قلعہ from the morning’s training.
    “Well, he’s the prince! I can’t… yell at him,” Percival جوابات weakly.
    “He must be trained the same as all the other boys,” Leon sighs. “I know it’s difficult, but…”
    “I just don’t feel right. I know he’s only five, but he outranks me.”
    “Well,...
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posted by kbrand5333
Part 8: link


    I have a convention on Thursday. Gwen looks down at the text she’s just gotten from Arthur, and remembers his “plus-one” threat.
    Oh, no.
    Don’t worry, you’re safe. Not a plus-one kind of thing.
    Good.

    “What’s up?” Merlin leans over and peers over her shoulder.
    “Arthur has a convention to go to Thursday.”
    “Sounds scintillating,” Merlin says, making a face.
    It’s in Dublin. I’ll...
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posted by kbrand5333
Fic 2: link

Twelve

Prompt: Prompt: 12 days of Christmas my true love gave to me


It’s late, it’s cold, and all I want to do is stoke up my little آگ کے, آگ and crawl into my بستر with three یا four blankets.

I give the door an extra shove to make sure it’s securely closed against the draft. I light a candle and am just about to turn to the wood box when I see it.

What on earth? It’s soft, but heavy, wrapped in parchment and tied with a red ribbon.

My دل pounds as I pull the ribbon, setting it aside. Waste not, want not. Inside is a large, thick wool blanket, red. I unfurl it and run my hand across...
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posted by kbrand5333
Part 13: link


    The royal couple makes their way to the balcony overlooking the courtyard, where the citizens of Camelot have gathered to greet their sovereigns.
    “Are آپ all right?” Arthur asks the quiet Guinevere.
    “Yes. No. I don’t know,” she answers. “Honestly I’m مزید nervous for Merlin.”
    “I’ll be fine, Gwen,” Merlin says from behind them, and they turn to see him standing there in his new robes. They are deep midnight blue with silver accents at the cuffs and neck. He is carrying...
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posted by kbrand5333
Part 6: link


    Arthur is watching, amused, as Elyan attempts to fold the laundry he brought with him (earning him another scolding). He folds a لباس, پوشاک and sets it on the table. Gwen then picks it up, re-folds it properly, and replaces it.
    Arthur has been trying to decide how long it will take Gwen to just shove Elyan out of the way and do it herself. He had just realized that she’s intentionally doing what she’s doing just to make Elyan ask her to do it for him when his mobile springs to life.
    “Leon,” Arthur answers,...
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posted by nessarthur
The BBC has officially announced that the current series of Merlin will be the last.

The fantasy drama will bow out with “a spectacular conclusion” this Christmas, the BBC has confirmed in a statement released at midnight. The special two-part finale will see Merlin’s re-telling of the Arthurian legend reach “its natural and dramatic end”.

Co-creators and Executive Producers, Johnny Capps and Julian Murphy commented: “This is the series where the storylines truly reach their apex. We always felt the story of the legend was best told across five series, leading to a spectacular finale...
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posted by kbrand5333
Part 9: link


    Arthur, Merlin, and his new knights return to camp unnecessarily quietly, as everyone is already awake.
    Arthur is stunned at the scene before him: Guinevere, crouched beside his father, her hand on Uther’s forehead.
    “You’re not clammy anymore, Sire, that’s good,” he hears her soft voice. “Would آپ like some more?” she asks, indicating a metal mug at his feet.
    “Yes, I think so, thank you,” Uther answers, and Gwen turns to Geoffrey and checks him as well. Geoffrey refuses...
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posted by kbrand5333
Part 3: link


    “See آپ later,” Arthur says, kissing her one last time before he heads to his car Saturday morning.
    She watches him walk down her driveway to his car.
    “Stop staring at my bum,” he hollers back at her, and she laughs, busted.
    She closes the door and leans back against it, thinking of how much she enjoys sleeping all night in his arms and waking up with him still wrapped around her.
    Last night she made the mistake of confessing that she was a bit afraid of avocadoes,...
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Just posting some of the points that they made:

"I don't even ship this but...

Here’s some Arthur/Gwen scenes that were weirdly absent from the 5th season so far (SPOILERS):

A goodbye between Arthur and Gwen before he leaves in Ep 1.

Gwen’s reaction to Arthur’s disappearance in Ep. 1.

Any sort of insight in how Gwen feels about being queen and Arthur’s wife now. (EVERY episode goes on and on about Arthur’s doubts about being king—Gwen should be going through something similar, shouldn’t she?)

A welcome ہوم between Arthur and Gwen in Ep. 2.

A scene where Arthur at least tells Gwen what’s...
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Part 41: link


    “Good morning, Paulette, darling,” Arthur greets the receptionist, leaning his elbows on her counter.
    “Mr. Pendragon,” she greets him coolly. “You have an appointment with Mr. Gaius.”
    “Yes, I do.”
    “Wait here,” she sighs, “I’m supposed to call him and he’ll come down.”
    “Well, he may want to rethink that, Sugar Plum,” Arthur says, thoroughly enjoying needling the stuffy receptionist. “Tell him I have his painting.” He then walks casually...
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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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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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