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little-ligi · 2 years
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My AO3 - Question Time
Thank you so much for the tag @arthur-rex! 💚
How many works do you have on Ao3? 140.... I can’t quite believe that... I've only been on Ao3 for about 13months...
What’s your total Ao3 word count? 303,317 😲😲😲
How many fandoms have you written for and what are they? In the past 15 years or so I have written for (that I can remember) 10 fandoms. In order (I think) Harry Potter, Tamora Pierce, Twilight, Merlin, Supernatural, Glee, Gilmore Girls, Dragon Age, Thunderbirds and Medici. But the only ones I still write now are Harry Potter and Merlin. Only a small fraction of these ever got published online. And only my Merlin fics are on Ao3!
What are your top 5 fics by kudos? (watch me turn this into shameless self promotion 😉)
1) Secrets & Lies - Merthur - Arthur knows about Merlin’s magic and has to stop anyone else finding out.
2) Identity Reveal - BAMF Merlin magic reveal.
3) But You Love Me - Merthur - fluffy love confession after Merlin gets hurt protecting Arthur.
4) Caged - Different first meeting - Merlin caught by a witchfinder and brought to Camelot.
And then these two are tied right now with the same number of kudos:
5) Blackberries, Griffins and a Kiss For You - Mercelot - Lancelot buying gifts for Merlin.
5) “Huddling for Warmth” - Merthur - What it says on the tin, fluffy get together!
Do you respond to comments? Why or why not? Always! I feel like if someone has taken the time to tell me they like my fics, then I want to let them know that their comments made me smile! Although sometimes it takes me a long time to get around to doing so because when I first read nice comments all I am capable of doing is making incoherent happy noises and grinning at my laptop screen.
What is the fic you’ve written with the angstiest ending? Probably Defiance - I even added a note at the end with a reassurance that it doesn’t actually end in the way it seems to! (Despite the sad ending, please do read it though! It’s Arthur trying to defy Uther in a matter of using magic to save Merlin’s life...) 
Do you write crossovers? Not really.
Have you ever received hate on a fic? Once. It was truly horrible and it almost put me off writing for a while, but some lovely people in the fandom encouraged me to ignore it and carry on!
Do you write smut? If so, what kind? 😉😉 I do indeed! All different kinds! I started with a rather longer than I expected Gwaincelot fic at the end of 2020, and then after a few more here and there, I opened the floodgates with Kinkalot! (More shameless self promotion of course - I shouldn’t be allowed to answer questions like this, I just turn the whole thing into a personal advert! 😂)
Have you ever had a fic stolen? Not that I’m aware of! I hope not.
Have you ever had a fic translated? About ten years ago or so one of my Glee fanfics was translated into Italian. The girl who translated it was lovely and translated all the reviews back into English for me as well!
Have you ever co-written a fic before? Me and my sister have co-written several Harry Potter fics together - but we’ve never finished any of them - maybe this year we’ll get to that....
What’s your all time favourite ship? Merthur. Hands down. It was my first ever ship and it will always be my favourite. But close second are Mercelot and Arwen and, of course, Gwaincelot 😉 (and many more!)
What’s a wip you want to finish but don’t think you ever will? I currently have 81 wips.... I really want to finish all of them, of course, but I know some of them will never be done.
What are your writing strengths? I think I’m good at description and little details to make things really seem real. And lots of people tell me I’m good at writing dialogue - which I find weird, because I would have said that was one of my weaknesses!
What are your writing weaknesses? Sentence structure - I use far too many commas and run-on sentences. And too many adverbs. And sticking to a plan! I never stick to the plans I make before I start writing. And I’m not great at thinking up complex plots for long stories - although I would love to be able to write them.
What are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in a fic? Oooh I love it, I’ve done a little bit of French, Italian and Spanish for a couple of bilingual characters in other fandoms before. And for Merlin fics I do it a lot. Using Old English for Merlin’s spells - creating new spells is one of my favourite things to do!
What was the first fandom you wrote for? Unofficially, Harry Potter - but that was before I had ever even heard of fanfiction or fandom, as far as I was concerned I was just playing writing with the characters. The first thing I deliberately chose to write and publish fanfiction for was... Twilight. 
What’s your favourite fic you’ve written? Oh dear, that’s like asking a mum to choose between her children! I know it sounds arrogant, but I really do like all of my published fics - I wouldn’t publish them if I didn’t like them myself. Ummm... Can I pick three??? It’s my blog, I can do what I want. I’m going to pick three that I really like but that have been slightly overlooked in hit numbers on Ao3 (just because I am an utterly, utterly shameless self promoting prat)
1) Rub-Dub, Just Relaxing in My Tub - Ace Leon having a nice relaxing bath whilst all the other knights go to a brothel. 
2) Of Tea and Dragons - Arwen - This is the first ever modern AU I wrote, Gwen meeting Arthur and Merlin in a tea shop.
3) The Prince’s Breakfast - Pre-slash Merthur - Morning domesticity interrupted by a cute kitten!
I know, I know. Ignore my self-indulgent promoting. But what’s tumblr for if not for advertising your fics! Ok, I’m done now! I promise! 
Tagging: I haven’t been around on tumblr for a while so I have no idea who has already done this, so I am tagging ANYONE WHO SEES THIS AND WANTS TO DO IT!!! 💕 (Anyone who managed to wade through all of my self promotion deserves to do a little promoting themselves too!!)
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lit-in-thy-heart · 3 years
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thanks for the tag @gwaine-lover !!
Why did you choose your url? Because I'm a sucker for (poor) puns and was very much into Harry Potter when I first joined and was (and still am) a literature nerd and I thought it was a nice combination
Any side blogs? Strictly speaking, yes? I'm a mod for @merwaincelotweek (we are still taking prompt submissions by the way 😉 no shameless promotion here no sirree)
How long have you been on Tumblr? Since February 2019, according to my archive! But my activity rocketed up during autumn 2020, really
Do you have a queue tag? I do (#why have you got queue in your hair) but I use it sporadically
Why did you start your blog? Because I had thoughts that I wanted to put into posts. That's literally it.
Why did you choose your header? My current one is one that I made for pride but tbh I don't know if I can be bothered to change it again after tomorrow...it's celebrating another one of my rarepairs because I love them <3
Why did you choose your icon? Because Merwaincelot deserves all the love and that is the label for my blog now. You will find Merwaincelot here.
What's your post with the most notes? This one, which I was expecting to maybe get a few likes and that would be it because I was just getting excited over seeing BBC Merlin when I was researching for an essay and it somehow snowballed and most of the fandom seem to have also read that article
How many followers do you have? 360, though I'm not quite sure how (they're all wonderful though 💕)
How many people do you follow? 469 currently
Have you ever made a shitpost? I'm pretty sure I have many times over yes
How often do you use Tumblr? More than I should...I'm on it most days
Did you have a fight/argument with a blog once? I had a conflicting opinion with a Charlotte Brontë stan in my notes once (I love Anne Brontë with all my heart but Charlotte? Not so much) but it wasn't really shots fired, more like differing views
How do you feel about "you need to reblog this" posts? I mean most of my dash is Merlin related so I don't see a lot of them but I'm not really sure
Do you like tag games? Yes! I'm just awful at picking some of them up
Which one of your mutuals do you think is Tumblr famous? @camelotsheart (particularly after the spn asks, it's beautiful that this fandom is gaining more attention from a show that refuses to die) @donttouchtheneednoggle @flyingpurplepeopleeater42 @thebookluvrr1816
Do you have a crush on a mutual? Platonic ones count, right? Because I know for a fact that there are some people who always make me feel warm when I see them on my dash and I definitely miss them when they're not there
No pressure tags: @donttouchtheneednoggle @sirwilliamofdeira @little-ligi @zykamiliah
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little-ligi · 2 years
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A Boyfriend is Not Just for Christmas
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Happy Christmas everyone! Have a modern AU Merthur fake dating fic!
Rating: Teen and Up
Words: 24,256
Summary: To make his mate, Will, stop teasing him, Merlin makes up a boyfriend. The only problem is, his mum now wants him to bring his boyfriend to the family Christmas party.
Merlin has to persaude his sort of friend, Arthur, to pretend to be that boyfriend for the party. Surely they can fake being in love for one day...
Featuring fluff, banter, arguments and confessions, with a splash of pining and obliviousness on the side. All topped up with Christmas spirit!
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Snippet: Chapter 1 - under the cut!
Merlin looked up from his plate of rum cake, poking his tongue out to catch the sticky crumbs off his bottom lip, when his mum walked into the room, still talking on the phone.  
“… yes, see you on Saturday, Uncle Gaius,” she was saying. “And you’ll finally get to meet Merlin’s boyfriend… Yes, I know! Absolutely lovely…”
Merlin had frozen at the word boyfriend, his next forkful of cake halted halfway to his mouth, his jaw dropped open in surprise.
“Cup of tea, Merlin? Hello? Merlin?” Hunith snapped her fingers in front of his face to get his attention. “Tea?”
Merlin’s fork dropped back to his plate. “Oh, uh…” He shook his head quickly to focus on what his mum had just said. “Yes please.”
“I was going to offer you a piece of rum cake as well, but I see you’ve already found it.” Hunith gave him a fondly reproachful glare.
He grinned sheepishly. “It’s very good.”
“As long as there’s enough left for Dad when he gets home.”
“I’ve only had one slice!” Merlin protested.
Raising her eyebrows, his mum tipped the red sparkly cake tin towards him, showing how much of the cake was missing. “One slice?”
“Ok, so it was a big slice…” Merlin hedged, licking his lips again enthusiastically. “But it’s really yummy!”
“Thank you,” Hunith said with a soft chuckle, then tutted and cut herself a small slice. She ruffled Merlin’s hair, poured two cups of tea and came to sit at the table beside him.
Chewing slowly, Merlin swallowed his mouthful and took a gulp of tea, before looking up at his mother. “Mum…” – she hummed questioningly – “Why did you tell Gaius that he’d get to meet my boyfriend?”
“Because he will, won’t he? James is coming to the Christmas party, yes?”
Oh shit! ‘James’ was the boyfriend that Merlin had made up a few weeks ago when his mate, Will, had been teasing him about being single. Again. For about the hundredth time. His mum had overheard and had been so happy for him, that he hadn’t been able to bring himself to tell her that it wasn’t true. And then things had got a little out of hand when Merlin’s ridiculous imagination and inability to just shut up had meant he continued to embellish the lie until James was a fully formed serious boyfriend that his mum couldn’t wait to meet.
“Uh… I’m not sure if he can make it. I, um, think he might be busy.”
Hunith looked crestfallen. “Oh, that’s such a shame, Merlin. Everyone was so looking forward to meeting him.”
So am I, Merlin thought to himself, stuffing another large forkful of rum cake into his mouth to give himself a moment to think.
“Does James know how important it is to you that he’s here?” Hunith asked, patting Merlin’s hand.
“Um… no…?” Merlin shrugged, chewing his cake slowly as his brain whirred with panic, desperately trying to think up a solution.
“Oh, Merlin sweetheart.” Now his mum looked genuinely sad and Merlin felt his heart clench. “I just don’t want you to be lonely this year.” She shuffled her chair a little closer to his and stroked his hair softly. “I know Will will be bringing – oh, um, I’ve forgotten the name of this one… And Mordred is bringing Kara…”
And that was a bit of a kick in the teeth too; his younger cousin Mordred, barely even seventeen, already had a serious relationship before Merlin had managed to get one.
“I’ll, uh…” Merlin wracked his brain for a way out of the situation. And settled for a lame option to hopefully buy himself a little more thinking time. “I’ll talk to him.”  With that he leapt up from his seat, scooped the last bit of cake into his mouth before hurrying to the dishwasher and shoving his plate and fork in. “I’d best go and get ready for work.”
As soon as he was out of his mum’s eye-line in the hallway, he turned and thunked his head against the wall, groaning quietly to himself. How did he always manage to get himself stuck in such situations?
This was chapter 1, please click HERE to read the rest!!
Written for @merlinchristmasbingo and @merlinbingo's December flash bingo!
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little-ligi · 3 years
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Febuwhump Masterpost
*Completionist*
All 28 fics written for Febuwhump 2021 Fandom - BBC Merlin
@febuwhump​
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No.1 - Mind Control
No.2 - “I Can’t Take This Anymore”
No.3 - Imprisonment
No.4 - Impaling
No.5 - “Take Me Instead”
No.6 - Insomnia
No.7 - Poisoning
No.8 - “This is No Time to Sleep”
No.9 - Buried Alive
No.10 (Alt5) - Hostage Situation
No.11 - Hallucinations
No.12 - “Who Are You?”
No.13 - Hiding Injury
No.14 - “I Didn’t Mean It”
No.15 - “Run, Don’t Look Back!”
No.16 - Broken Bones
No.17 - Field Surgery
No.18 - “I Can’t See!”
No.19 - Sleep Deprivation
No.20 - Betrayal
No.21 - Torture
No.22 - Burned
No.23 - “Don’t Look”
No.24 - Memory Loss
No.25 (Alt4) - Identity Reveal
No.26 - Recovery
No.27 (Alt6) - “Don’t Try to Pin This On Me!”
No.28 - “You Have To Let Me Go.”
Phew.... I managed it! About half way through I wasn’t sure I would!!
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little-ligi · 2 years
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Chapters: 5/10 Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Merlin/Arthur Pendragon (Merlin), Minor or Background Relationship(s) Characters: Merlin (Merlin), Hunith (Merlin), Gwen (Merlin), Arthur Pendragon (Merlin), Will (Merlin), Balinor (Merlin), Gaius (Merlin), Mordred (Merlin), Freya (Merlin) Additional Tags: Modern Era, Christmas Party, Meet the Family, Fake/Pretend Relationship, Pretend Boyfriends, Enemies to Lovers, well not quite enemies, but not great friends, Friends to Lovers, Arguing, Banter, Affectionate Insults, prat and idiot, Idiots in Love, Eventual Romance, Arrogant Arthur Pendragon (Merlin), Snarky Merlin (Merlin), Good lord making them admit they like each other sure is difficult, Getting Together
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Summary:
When Merlin's mate, Will, was teasing him about being single, Merlin cracked and simply invented a boyfriend to make Will shut up. Things got a little out of hand when Merlin continued to embellish the lie until he had a fully-formed pretend serious boyfriend that his mum wanted him to bring to the family Christmas party...
It was only when his friend, Gwen, pointed out that the boyfriend Merlin had made up sounded a bit like Arthur that the idea of asking the prat to pretend to be his boyfriend at the party formed. Perhaps not the best idea ever - Merlin just hoped to be able to make it through the party without anyone guessing the truth.
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Now up to chapter 5 of my Merlin Christmas Bingo fic!! New chapters every 2/3 days!
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little-ligi · 3 years
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My Merthur Week Masterlist!
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First I want to say, THANK YOU SO MUCH to @bellamyblakru​ and @teaamfreewill​ for hosting Merthur Week 2020!!! 👏 You’re amazing and I love you! I had loads of fun writing these and I’m going to have even more fun reading everyone else’s fics!
I decided to put together a little list of my Merthur week fics just for ease of access (and shameless self promotion 😉) And some little snippets!!
Day 1 - “You’re an idiot.” “But you love me.”
Arthur caught Merlin’s hand before he could slide it back under the blanket, holding it cupped between both of his own.
“Thank you,” he said softly. “But please don’t risk your life like that again.”
“I’ll always risk my life to save yours, Arthur,” Merlin whispered.
Day 2 - “I’m so proud of you.”
“I’m going to make a fool of myself,” Merlin muttered. “And of you. I’m clumsy and I’m stupid and I don’t deserve –”
He cut off with a yelp when Arthur dragged him down into his embrace.
“Merlin, you are none of those things.” Merlin gave him a look. “Okay, yes you are incredibly clumsy. But you are not stupid. And you deserve this and so much more beyond. I have never been more happy and I am so proud of you. I just want to show everyone how much I love you.”
Day 3 - “You’re hurt. Please, just let me heal it.”
Not sure that Arthur would want to be followed, Merlin stayed rooted to the spot, his face twisted in a guilty frown as his fingers nervously picked at a loose thread in the sleeve of his shirt.
A second later there was a loud metallic snap and Arthur shouted out in pain. Merlin stopped trying to shred his sleeve and sprinted to Arthur’s side.
Arthur had dropped his crossbow and was clutching his leg with both hands, bent over double and breathing heavily through gritted teeth. He’d stepped on a foothold trap. Its jaws closed tightly around his ankle, the teeth digging deep into the leather of Arthur’s boot.
Day 4 - “What are you hiding, Merlin.”
Rolling his eyes, he stalked towards Merlin. Merlin pulled his hand out of his jacket and waved them both innocently.
“See. Nothing. Nothing to see!”
Arthur lunged, grabbing Merlin’s wrist and hauling him towards him. Merlin batted at Arthur’s chest – in a way a servant really shouldn’t do to a prince – trying to push him away.
“You’re a terrible liar, Merlin, you know that.”
Day 5 - “Any other lies left to tell me?”
“Is it true?” Arthur demanded.
“Arthur, I can’t, I can’t…” Merlin backed away from him, his whole world was crumbling, his lies collapsing in on him, baring him for Arthur’s scrutiny.
“Is it true? Do you have magic?”
Merlin looked up at Arthur, whose beautiful face was twisted with hurt and betrayal. He so wanted to run his fingers over the creases in Arthur’s forehead, to smooth them back out then kiss them away. But he wasn’t sure what Arthur’s reaction would be to him touching him right now. Not good, he was sure of that much.
Day 6 - “Can I uncover my eyes yet?” “No, stop being impatient.”
“Wait and see. Close your eyes, I want it to be a surprise.”
Merlin closed his eyes. Arthur kept yanking his arm and Merlin tripped. His eyes flew open again and he grumbled.
“Arthur!” Merlin pulled his arm out of Arthur’s hands. “What are you doing?”
Arthur turned to face him and crossed his arms.
“Stop peeking. Close your eyes.”
Merlin dutifully shut his eyes then squinted one open just the tiniest bit to look back at Arthur.
Day 7 - Magic Reveal
He gestured for everyone to take their place; Leon at his left, then Gwen, Elyan, Gwaine, Percival and Lancelot beside Merlin. Then sat down himself, trying to subtly drag his chair a little closer to Merlin’s as he tucked it in so he could squeeze Merlin’s knee under the table.
“I have asked you all here today to discuss something of great importance. Merlin has something to tell you, to show you.” He looked over and smiled encouragingly at Merlin. Then he turned back to the rest of the table.
I hope you enjoy them!! If you like these fics, pretty pretty please follow me! 😊 I will be posting lots more in the new year!
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little-ligi · 3 years
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🎉 So March is over, which means my ‘M Whump’ ask prompts are over! Thank you so much to everyone who sent me an ask!! 💕💕 And thank you @whumpster-dumpster for the prompt list! I had so much fun writing them!! Also, you guys all picked different prompts from the ones I would have chosen myself, so it was a nice challenge!! 😁
Here is a little roundup of all of the snippets (most of which actually turned out longer than I meant as well! 🙈) that I wrote for asks!
Mistrust - Morgana and Merlin
Mayhem - Gwaine and Elyan in a tavern brawl
“Miss you” - Gwaine after Lancelot’s death (TW death and grieving)
Malnutrition - Lancelot and Elyan (two parts)
Mourning - Lancelot remembering his family (TW death and grieving)
“(Don’t) Move” + Moan - Gwaine whump and caring Lancelot
Mind Control - Leon being used by a sorcerer
“Make me” - Gwaine protecting Merlin
Mute - Gwaine imprisoned (TW very brief torture reference)
Mistrust - Percival and Lord Agravating
Moan - Gwaincelot light smut (NSFW)
“Mine” - Merlin sacrificing himself (TW death mentions)
Thank you everyone for the prompts!!! And I feel like you all picked up on Gwaine being my favourite - he definitely got the most hits here! 😍😍
And if you’re seeing this list as a reblog and you kinda like the fics... think about giving me a follow pretty please! 😉 I will be doing more ask prompt list challenges very soon!!
The next one will be a hug prompt list.... I need to write some happy fluff! 😂😂
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little-ligi · 3 years
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My Camelove Masterlist!
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💖💖💖 Hooooooray!!! @camelove2021 was such a fantastic fest! THANK YOU SO MUCH to the wonderful mods (@shut-up-merlin, @forever-rewatching-merlin, @camelotsheart​ and @trackdownthatsnitch​) You are all incredible and I bow down to your amazingness. Thank you! 💖💖💖
Here are all of my entries for Camelove!
Day 1: Ladies First
A Gwen/Vivian remix of episode 2x10 ‘Sweet Dreams’
Day 2: Knights in Shining Armour
Homoerotic campfire snuggling with Gwaine/Lancelot
Day3: Wait... What? It’s Wednesday
Some obsessive Cenred/Morgause passion - Mature rating
Day 4: Cupid’s Aro
Sir Leon the Long Suffering has a nice long soak in a bath
Day 5: The More the Merrier
Things get a little steamy with Arthur/Gwen/Lancelot - Mature rating 
Day 6: Always By Your Side
Sweet and funny Merlin/Will antics
Day 7: Free Day
A love spell over Camelot creates pure crack and shipping chaos
I hope everyone likes them all, and another big THANK YOU to everyone who’s read, liked, reblogged, kudosed or commented!! (If you liked them, follow me 😉)
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little-ligi · 3 years
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“Y’don’t hafta check on me. ‘M fine.”
-- @aliceinwhumperland‘s whump words of the day
Hey so I did another one...
Arthur opened the door to Gaius’s chambers, knocking as an afterthought once he was already halfway through the door. Gaius looked up from his work bench, where he was making some concoction or other with funny smelling herbs. He bowed his head to Arthur.
“Sire. What can I help you with?”
Arthur moved over to the table, his eyes drifting to the door to Merlin’s bedroom, which was propped open with a pair of scruffy boots.
“How is he?”
Gaius sighed, setting his pestle down and bracing his hands on the bench.
“He should make a full recovery, Sire. He’ll be in pain for a while, but there will be no lasting damage.”
Arthur let his head fall into his hands, which he only now realised were shaking. Every time the prospect of loosing Merlin hit him it hurt a little more than the last time. And there shouldn’t be so many times anyway. What other servant nearly died on a regular basis just to protect their master?
“He shouldn’t have done it.”
Gaius pursed his lips. “He feels it is his duty, Sire.”
“No.” Arthur let his hands drop from his face, balling slightly into fists. “It is his duty to clean my rooms, not jump in front of crossbows!”
Gaius shrugged and picked up his pestle again.
“Can I –” Arthur started, but Gaius nodded and gestured to Merlin’s door before he could even finish the sentence.
Arthur was across the room and up the steps in four strides. He froze just inside the doorway, looking down at Merlin’s sleeping figure on the bed.
He was on his side, pillows wedged either side of him to stop him rolling onto his front or back. The blanket had slipped down and Arthur could see the tightly wrapped bandages around his torso, a small spot of blood seeping through the white cloth high on his chest, a matching one on his back. The shallow cut on his forehead was clean – it didn’t look so bad now that there wasn’t blood streaming down his face – but his eye was starting to bruise.
The whole room smelt like yarrow and sage.
Arthur took a step forwards, one hand reaching involuntarily towards Merlin. He didn’t want to disturb him, but he desperately wanted to see him awake and talking to know he was alright.
He eyed him closely. His chest was rising and falling slowly and evenly. He looked peaceful. Arthur gently lifted the blanket and pulled it higher over Merlin’s shoulder, tucking it under his chin. And if he let his fingers brush Merlin’s cheek as he took his hand away who was going to know.
“Gaius?” Merlin whispered, cracking the non-bruised eye open. It flew wide as he spotted Arthur and he tried to raise his head. “Arthur!”
“Shh, don’t move,” Arthur crouched quickly so he was at Merlin’s eyelevel. His hand landed on Merlin’s cheek again, purely to stop him from trying to lift his head, he told himself.
“Wha’ y’doin’ here?” He sounded groggy, his one-eyed gaze roving over Arthur’s face as if searching for answers.
“I came to check on you, idiot,” Arthur said fondly, letting his thumb stroke Merlin’s cheekbone.
“Y’don’t hafta check on me. ‘M fine.” He gave a weak smile, moving his head slightly so Arthur’s fingers rubbed through his hair above his ear.
Arthur huffed a small disbelieving laugh.
“Merlin. You took a crossbow bolt straight through your chest. The tip was sticking four inches out of your back.”
Merlin frowned.
“‘S’at why my shoulder hurts?”
“Yes. Gaius said you were extremely lucky it missed your lung.”
“But it also missed you,” Merlin said smugly, like he was actually pleased with himself for getting shot instead of Arthur. He pulled one hand out from beneath his blanket, wincing as he reached forward to pat Arthur’s chest.
Arthur caught Merlin’s hand before he could slide it back under the blanket, holding it cupped between both of his own.
“Thank you,” he said softly. “But please don’t risk your life like that again.”
I am powering through these now! If you like them pretty please follow me. Or follow my tag #ligi writes so you don’t miss any! shameless self promotion
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little-ligi · 3 years
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Mini Mercelot Week Masterpost
Thank you so much to everyone who contributed such wonderful works to this fest! It is fabulous to have so much new Mercelot content!
💕😊 Here are my contributions 😊💕
Day 1 - Beauty - Love in the Moonlight
EXPLICIT SMUT FIC - Fingers trailing over his temple, down the bridge of his nose, along the line of his cheekbone. Tracing every one of Merlin’s perfect features. Given the chance, Lancelot would spend every waking hour gazing at the exquisite beauty of his beloved. He knew every line of his face, every shape and shadow.
When Lancelot gets back to his chambers after night patrol, he finds Merlin asleep on his bed, the moonlight bathing him in beauty. A soft tender smut fic.
Day 2 - Grace - When a Knight Won his Spurs
FANVID - The Code of Chivalry, as adhered to by the Knights of the Round Table in Arthurian legend, told of the five virtues of knighthood - Honour, Bravery, Gallantry, Valour and Loyalty. No one man embodies these qualities more than Sir Lancelot.
Day 3 - Angst & 4 - Travel - Come Back to Me, My Love
FANFICTION - Merlin continued stuffing provisions and other things he thought he might need for the journey into the satchel, glancing up at Gaius briefly. “The Cauldron of Arianrhod! Kilgharrah says if I can get Lancelot into the waters there, then the White Goddess’s power can free him from Morgana’s hold.”
Merlin will do anything to free Shade Lancelot from Morgana's evil magic and get his beloved knight back. Even if it means poisoning him, tying him to a horse and riding deep into the mountains to seek a higher power in a lake.
Day 5 - Gifts - Blackberries, Griffins and a Kiss For You
FANFICTION - “Oh,” Lancelot exclaimed quietly. He stepped around Gwaine and reached for a small cherry wood sculpture of a griffin. He turned it over in his hands, a chuckle rumbling in the back of his throat. “I have to buy this for Merlin,” he said, lifting the tiny wooden creature up to his face.
While at a market, Lancelot can't resist buying some gifts for Merlin.
Day 7 - Fluff - Their Love is More Than Anything
FANART - A digital artwork of Mercelot 💖
I didn’t manage to get anything done for day 6 in the end. Oh well! I hope you enjoy these ones! And a huge thank you to everyone who read, commented, kudosed or reblogged! 💕
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little-ligi · 3 years
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I’m feeling happy and warm and fuzzy so I finished a fluff fic that has been sitting half written on my laptop for weeks!
Summary -  Merlin is tired and overworked but won't stop until Gwaine forces him into a blanket fort to sleep. Pure warm and fuzzy fluff! Enjoy!
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little-ligi · 3 years
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100 Followers Celebration!
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Ahhhhhhhhhhh!!!! I have 100 followers!!!! Thank you so much eveyone! I love you all!
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I wanted to write a fic for my 100 followers celebration but I am in the middle of several challenges right now and I don't have time to write it 😑😑
So... I have come up with an alternative... I am going to leave it until after I've finished the challenges (around mid Marchish) and for every extra follower I get until then, I will add another 100 words to my celebration fic! (So if you want it to be longer, tell all your friends to follow me! 😉)
I'm so excited!
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little-ligi · 3 years
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Never mind all the many things I should be writing right now, this is what my muse wanted to do. Exert from a wip follow on to my whumptober no.9 (shameless self promotion)
This is for you @gremlinbehaviour! 🕷️
Halfway through the conversation, Elyan froze. His eyes wide as he stared at something behind Merlin. He tried to scrabble across the bed, one hand holding his injured leg.
“Elyan.” Merlin jumped up from his chair, catching Elyan’s shoulder to stop him moving and aggravating his injuries. “What is it? Is it hurting?”
Elyan lifted a shaky finger and pointed at the wall. Merlin turned. There was a spider crawling slowly up it.
“Oh hello, little buddy.” Merlin smiled and tapped his finger against the wall, watching the spider skitter along.
Elyan whimpered slightly and Merlin frowned, looking over at Elyan’s terrified face then back at the spider.
“You’re scaring my friend,” he said to the spider in a light scolding voice, then scooped it up into his hands. Its little legs tickled his palm.
He moved over to the window, Elyan’s eyes following him nervously. Pushing the window open with his elbow, he carefully let the spider out on the sill where it scuttled over to a little crevice in the wall. He cast a quick spell to stop the wind from blowing it off the window sill and pulled the window back to.
“All gone,” he said to Elyan happily, but Elyan still eyed Merlin’s hands warily as he came back to sit next to him.
“I don’t like spiders,” he said in a low voice, his eyes not meeting Merlin’s. “I never have, but now…”
Merlin put a sympathetic hand on Elyan’s knee through the blankets.
“I suppose being attacked by a swarm of five foot tall spiders isn’t exactly going to endear you to them, is it?”
Elyan let out a shaky laugh. “No.” He twisted his fingers together, picking at a snag in the blanket’s weave. “When we were kids I used to scream whenever I saw one, and then Gwen would come and trap it in a cup and take it away…”
Merlin bumped his elbow against Elyan’s, trying to make him smile.
“Well if you ever need anyone to take one away for you, let me know.”
“You’re not bothered by them at all?” Elyan asked
“I love them,” Merlin admitted, chuckling at Elyan’s astonished face. “I think they’re cute.”
“Cute?!” Elyan was now looking at him like he’d just spoken treason.
Merlin shrugged, grinning. “Yes, the funny skittery way they move…” He made a wiggly spider-like action with his fingers. Elyan slapped Merlin’s hand down flat onto the blanket, holding it still.
“Creepy way they move,” he corrected, but he was at least smiling now. “You’re strange.”
“Thank you!” Merlin said proudly and Elyan laughed. That was better. He gave Elyan’s knee a squeeze.
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little-ligi · 3 years
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Whumptober Masterpost
*Completionist*
All 31 fics written for Whumptober 2020
Fandom - BBC Merlin
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No. 1 - Waking Up Restrained/Shackled/Hanging
No. 2 - Kidnapped
No. 3 - Manhandled/Forced to Knees/Held at Swordpoint
No. 4 - Caged
No. 5 - Failed Escape/Rescue
No. 6 - “Get it Out”/”Stop, Please”
No. 7 - I’ve Got You/Support/Carrying
No.8 - “Don’t Say Goodbye”/Abandoned
No. 9 - “Run!”
No. 10 - Blood Loss/Trail of Blood
No. 11 - Defiance/Struggling/Crying
No. 12 - Broken Bones
No. 13 - Breathe In, Breath Out/Drowning
No. 14 - Branding/Fire
No. 15 - Magical Healing
No. 16 - Forced to Beg/Hallucinations
No. 17 - Blackmail/Dirty Secret
No. 18 - Panic Attack/Phobia
No. 19 - Grief/Mourning a Loved One
No. 20 - Lost/Field Medicine
No. 21 - Hypothermia/Infection
No. 22 - Poisoned
No. 23 - Exhaustion
No. 24 - Blindfolded
No. 25 - Disorientation/Blurred Vision/Ringing Ears
No. 26 - Concussion
No. 27 - Earthquake/Extreme Weather
No. 28 - Hunting Season
No. 29 - Reluctant Bedrest
No. 30 - Wound Reveal/Ignoring an Injury
No. 31 - Torture/Whipped
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little-ligi · 3 years
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So I finally got around to posting all of my Whumptober fics on Ao3!!
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little-ligi · 3 years
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“You... you don’t have to do that.”
-- @aliceinwhumperland‘s whump words of the day
Ok so I only wrote a tiny bit this time. Percival and Lancelot meeting for the first time...
Percival winced, lying back down again when the wound in his stomach seared with pain.
“Just lie still,” the stranger said, his hand on Percival’s shoulder.
The man had found him in the woods, where he’d collapsed after pushing himself too hard. But he had to get to the next village, had to warn them about the attacks, about Cenred’s army marching through, killing and burning every small town that stood in their way. Percival’s whole village had been destroyed, his family killed. He was the only survivor, although he hadn’t thought he’d even be that much longer.
“Here.” The stranger passed him a waterskin, helping him drink. “My name is Lancelot.”
“Percival. Th-thank you.”
“Can I?”
Lancelot’s hand was on the hem of Percival’s tunic, lifting it marginally. Percival nodded roughly. He cried out as Lancelot pulled his tunic up, it pulled at the edges of the wound where dried blood had stuck the fabric to his skin.
“I’m sorry,” Lancelot muttered, gently tugging until the wound was completely uncovered. “It’ll hurt more as I clean it,” he warned.
“You don’t…” Percival went to say but Lancelot pressed a cold wet cloth against his stomach and pain shot through him, making him grit his teeth to keep from screaming. Tears stung his eyes as Lancelot efficiently washed out the wound, dabbing with the cloth as he poured water over it.
“You… you don’t have to do that,” Percival managed to stammer. “I’ll manage.”
“I’m sorry, but it’ll get infected if I don’t.”
“You don’t even know me. Why are you helping me?”
“Because you needed someone to,” Lancelot said simply.
I am powering through these now! If you like them pretty please follow me. Or follow my tag #ligi writes so you don’t miss any! shameless self promotion
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