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Requested by anonymous.  Prompt: Hello! I see your asks are open! I was wondering if you could do a Sir Leon x Reader where the reader finds out she is pregnant, and is nervous about the pregnancy, and nervous what Leon will think. I love your writing for him so much!
Pairing: Sir Leon x Reader Word Count: 1.1k Synopsis: Leon reassures the reader when anxiety about the pregnancy overtakes the joy of their upcoming child.
Warnings: mentions of death in childbirth.
"Are you absolutely positive?" you asked, looking up at the doctor nervously.
"Yes."
"There's no chance . . ."
"No, my lady, you are pregnant." She took a step towards you, looking you in the eye. "Are you alright?"
"I am," you said, touching a hand to your stomach. "Just unexpected."
"Would you like me to alert your husband?"
"No, no, I will tell him.” You let out a breath. 
“Congratulations, my lady,” the doctor said. “I’ll leave you be.” She nodded her head at you before leaving the room, giving you space to think.
You couldn’t sit in the infirmary for long. Upon leaving, you walked down the halls of the castle, hoping to clear your thoughts. You knew you should be filled with excitement, this was something that you and Leon had been hoping for for such a long time, but you couldn’t stop the anxiety that was building inside of you.
Your own mother had died in childbirth, a fact that your father, and the aunt who had raised you, reminded you of many times. You were raised an only child, and never spent much time with other children. You didn’t know the first thing about being a mother, if you even got to be one. 
You were nearly sick by the time you stopped by the entrance to the training grounds. You had nearly walked the length of the castle. If you stepped through those doors, you knew that you could find Leon and he would put you at ease. You just weren’t sure how to tell him yet.
How could you tell your husband what was supposed to be good news, when you yourself were riddled with anxiety about it all?
The doctor had recommended that you take lots of rest, after you disclosed what happened with your mother, and you decided to listen to her advice. You turned from the door, intending to find your room in the castle, just as the doors opened behind you.
“Y/N!” 
You turned, briefly blinded by the sun emanating through the door, to find Leon walking into the castle, Gwaine and Elyan at his side. 
“Hello, my love,” you said, smiling up at him. He came to your side and kissed your lips softly.
“Were you looking for me?” he asked.
“No, I was just taking a walk. I hope I didn’t disturb--”
“You didn’t. We were just finishing up for the day, in fact.” He nodded back at his fellow knights and they dismissed themselves, giving you a polite smile. Leon offered you his arm and you took it, wrapping your hand around his chainmailed bicep.
“Is everything alright?” he asked when you had walked in silence for a few minutes. 
“Yes, sorry,” you said, shaking your head. “My thoughts are just elsewhere.”
“Well, maybe I could go there, too,” he said, smiling down at you. “What’s on your mind?”
“Nothing you need to be worried about,” you said, squeezing his arm gently.
“You are my wife, Y/N, anything that concerns you will, of course, concern me,” he said. You smiled at him weakly.
“I’ve just been thinking . . . about my mother.” 
“You don’t talk about her much,” Leon said.
“I didn’t know her at all. She died in childbirth.”
“I remember,” he said with a nod of his head. “I’m sorry.”
“Sometimes I wonder what kind of a mother she would have been if she had been given the chance. What she would think of me.”
“She would have loved you,” Leon said simply. You smiled at him and raised up on your tiptoes to kiss his cheek. “Why now, though? Did something come up with your father or--”
“No, no, nothing like that.”
“Y/N?”
“I love you,” you said, stopping just outside your bedroom door. “You do know that, don’t you?” Leon let out a confused laugh.
“Of course I know that. I love you, too,” he said, placing his hands on your arms. “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing. Nothing right now.”
“Y/N,” he said quietly. He looked up and down the corridor, and though he found it empty, he led you into your chambers. You sat down on the seat at the edge of your bed and let out a breath. “What’s going on?”
“I stopped by the doctor today.”
“Alright.”
“Because I hadn’t been feeling well the last few weeks,” you said, placing a hand to your stomach.
“I remember,” Leon said, crouching in front of you, “And what did the doctor say?”
“Leon,” you began, a smile on your face, before then tears began to fall from your eyes. He was there in an instant, sitting down next to you, taking you in his arms as he wiped your tears.
“My love, what is it?”
“I’m pregnant,” you said, your voice thick with tears. Leon was silent for a moment. You pulled out of his arms and looked up at him. His mouth was open just a little and his eyes were beginning to fill with tears, too.
“You’re pregnant?” he asked. You nodded. “Are you absolutely positive?”
“The doctor confirmed it this morning.”
“That’s wonderful news, isn’t it?” he asked, taking you in his arms.
“It is, but . . .”
“But what?”
“After what happened with my own mother, I’m scared,” you admitted. Leon nodded his head, letting you get all your worries out. “And even if I don’t end up like her, I don’t know the first thing about being a mother. I’m terrified I’ll do everything wrong.”
“I think that means you already are one,” he said gently, his thumb rubbing circles against your skin. “You are already concerned about our child, about raising them right, even before they are here. That’s what parents are supposed to do.
“You are going to be an amazing mother, Y/N, I am positive of it. And I promise, I will do whatever I can, travel wherever I must, in order to make sure that you are there to see our child throughout their entire life. We will get through this and be a happy family. Together.”
“Are you sure?” you asked. “You’re not scared?”
“Of course I’m scared. I’m terrified. But I know that we can do this. That together, you and I can do this, and we will raise the most perfect child.”
“I love you,” you said, putting a hand to his cheek.
“I love you. Please don’t ever feel like you need to hide your worries from me. I will always listen to them and do whatever I can to put you at ease. That is what I promised when I married you, and I intend to keep my word.”
You leaned in to kiss him, holding his face to yours. When you pulled away, you both had tears in your eyes, but the were ones of happiness, of hope. 
“I love you,” you said again. “Our child is so lucky to have you for a father.”
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pendragonsclotpole · 3 months
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question for my fellow merthur compatriots, i recently started reading a merlin canon fix-it where merlin’s modern name was emrys hunithson, and like i love that name, touching, meaningful. but that and another post on this website has me thinking about the lovely alternatives merlin might use as his name in a modern world.
like yeah, he could go by merlin emrys, merlin hunithson, emrys hunithson
but imagine if he took up the last name pendragon.
1500 years pass and merlin’s traveling the world as merlin pendragon, as emrys pendragon or better yet
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ambrose pendragon.
merlin signs all his contracts and credit card receipts with the name a. pendragon.
arthur and the rest of the roundtable + gwen + morgana return but can’t find merlin. WHY?
because they’re looking for the wrong name.
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noodles-and-tea · 26 days
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Your Arthur art of him thinking a TV is a magic mirror makes me think that he would have freaked tf out the first time he heard a phone ring.
"MERLIN! WHERE IS THAT ACCURSED NOISE COMING FROM!?" lmao
Old timey peoples reacting to modern tech is obvious, what I'm always more curious about is old timey people reacting to modern music for example, or a supermarket (this just in: medieval man faints in a Walmart)
I love Arthur and Merlin, I shall never get over them. Love <3 your art, it is most wonderful
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Coming soon: Arthur in a grocery store
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adhd-merlin · 10 months
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I firmly believe at least one druid, at some point, looked at Merlin and thought "are we sure we have the right guy"
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lauravian · 6 months
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*throws more kissing boys at you*
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echoesofcamelot · 1 year
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Friendly reminder that this conversation takes place in 01x03:
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The ambiguity of his response to Morgana.
His choice of words. The right person to love. Not woman. Person.
And then, only one (1) episode later:
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He didn’t even hesitate.
It seems he had, in fact, found the right person to love.
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deuteragonist1 · 1 year
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Merthur really have it all huh. King and lionheart dynamic. Fucking hate at first sight then speedrun to trying to die for the other. Slow burn? Never heard of her. One of them wears gloves and one doesn't and I'm not even gonna bother to explain why that is top fucking tier. Lies and secrets that could bring about the doom of the kingdom. Obviously adore each other but will actually fucking die before saying it with actual words. The prince is a gigantic asshole who doesn't know how to show care or ask for attention like a person who had healthy emotional development as a child and oscillates between pulling pigtails and acting like an over-eager puppy or both at the same time. Domesticity levels previously unheard of. They canonically wear each other's clothes. One of them makes up words and the other promptly starts using them. Both are extremely into the other's specific brand of dumbassery. Their love language is fucking playing together. "I don't want you to change" fuck this fuck everything
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Merlin: Hey Arthur?
Arthur: No.
Merlin: You don’t even know what I was going to ask!
Arthur: Last time you used that tone, you asked me if the law was more a set of guidelines than actually enforceable rules! Whatever it is, assume it’s either a stupid question or a bad idea.
Merlin: I was just going to ask if you wanted anything to eat.
Arthur: And you needed my permission to steal from the kitchens?
Merlin: Exactly.
Arthur: *sighs fondly* Go on then.
Merlin: *grins and goes to get snacks*
Arthur: Bring back a few sweet breads too!
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gvaine · 2 months
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3.09 Love in the Time of Dragons
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weaponizedducks · 2 months
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woah ok slow down boys leave some homosexuality for the rest of us
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They’re all at Tesco’s at the same time
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atdawn · 6 months
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MERLIN | 4.02 The Darkest Hour Pt. 2
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this promotional image of Bradley literally haunts my dreams:
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PLEASEEEE 😭😭
why is he standing like that !!
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frizzy-frizz-frizz · 1 year
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arthur shouldve had a scene like in sinbad when he's told to disarm and he starts putting down like half the armoury....and merlin's not even using magic for this arthur just Has that many weapons with him at given moment- he's not even in armour
and he's not even hiding them?? its just that no one ever expects him to be a walking armoury, but it makes lot more sense now how arthur will occasionally just hand people whatever sharp thing they need and it's like- "why the fuck does he have a scalpel"
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pandalikeelf · 7 months
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would that i by hozier
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pigfacedbitch · 7 months
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HIIII I'm a big fan of your work and I really love it your writing is amazing , this may be a weird request and if your uncomfortable you don't have to do it , it's fine I completely understand, so it's like merlin and Arthur and the reader and they are all soulmates and it's there first time meeting each other . Thank you in advance
Modern! Reader Gets Transported to Albion
idea : modern world! reader gets transported to Albion and meets Arthur and Merlin. unbeknownst to you and the prince of Camelot, the three of you are soulmates.
type : imagines
word count : 0.7k
pairing/s involved : Arthur x Reader, Merlin x Reader
warning/s : almost drowning, panicking
here is my masterlist!
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Note : MY FIRST REQUEST! Whoever you are, thank you for reading my works and I might've changed a little bit in your request. Also, I apologize that it took so long, school has been keeping me busy. I hope you like it! 😊
You've always been a fan of BBC Merlin so when you had the chance to take a trip to Europe, you did.
You went to all the locations where they filmed the series like Château de Pierrefonds and Chislehurst Caves. The last destination is where the Lake of Avalon is; Forest of Dean.
Luckily you are alone, giving you the chance to fully enjoy the beautiful sceneries and serene atmosphere.
It made you feel a deeper sense of nostalgia and melancholy— how the precious characters you loved dearly died and were 'buried' there.
With one last selfie, you were about to walk back to you car when you hear it. A faint voice, filled with sorrow and longing.
"(Y/N)... Save us."
It's coming from the lake.
Something glimmers on it's shore, a sapphire drop necklace with golden chain. When you attempt to pick it up, the world begins to spin.
Suddenly, you were underwater.
Panic builds in your chest not because you can't swim, but an unseen force seems to harshly pull you down no matter how hard you try to stay afloat.
"Help me! Please, someone—"
Air runs out from your lungs when a pair of bulky arms grabs your body and begins to swim you to safety.
"Don't worry, I got you."
I heard that voice before.
The stranger easily carries you to ground, draping a large cloak on your shivering body. Rubbing your eyes for better sight, you look up...
Bradley James?
"Are you alright?"
No. You're certain that Bradley doesn't look that young anymore, keeping up with his latest activities online.
"I told you to be careful, Arthur!"
Turning your head, you see Colin Morgan run towards the two of you with a worried expression on his face.
He looks younger too.
"Ah, Merlin. Fetch the horses, she might need medical attention. May I ask for you name, my lady?"
Arthur? Merlin? Wait... Oh my God.
Realization hits you hard when both men stare at you expectantly, waiting for your answer.
The way they speak, their clothes, their appearances... it's exactly the same in the show you binge-watch every Christmas season.
Am I in the show? That's not possible...right?
"W-Where are we?"
"Camelot."
Shit.
You expect someone to go 'You just got punked!'; that would've been better than two men (who you have a huge crush on) staring at you, confused.
You waited for a moment but nothing happens.
This is real. I'm actually in Albion.
Fear and anxiety creeps into your system, as many questions form in your head. Did I die? What's going on? What season is this? How can I ever get back?
Due to the overwhelming emotions, your breath shortens and keeled over.
Bradley, or Arthur (You have no idea anymore), quickly catches you and gently carries you to his horse.
"We must make haste!" was the last thing you heard before you blacked out.
Merlin, on the hand, knew this would happen. In fact, he dreams of you.
He sees you in vague images, like old memories— happily kissing his cheek, witnessing him use magic, encouraging him to do another trick, etc.
He already etched in his mind your pretty face, your melodious voice, your playful grin— everything about you.
Then Arthur shares the same experience, dreaming about a woman who's description mirrors yours.
Kilgharrah told him that the woman of their dreams will arrive soon from faraway land and will play significant role in the prophecy.
However, the dragon didn't specify how. He only said—
"(Y/N) is your soulmate, Emrys. She sees you and Arthur in a light no one else ever will."
Soulmates are uncommon, even for druids. Only a few were blessed, to have something so wholesome and pure.
So when he heard your cry for help, he is ecstatic. You have finally arrived. His soulmate... and Arthur's.
He wryly smiles at this. Funny how he shares, not only his destiny with the prat, but also you.
The trip to the castle was faster than they anticipated. Arthur told him to call Gaius and meet them in his bedroom.
It caught the attention of everyone. The prince carrying an unconscious woman in his private chambers will surely stir gossip.
But Arthur didn't care, and Merlin didn't know if he should be proud or worried.
The court physician said you are healthy, they only have to wait for you to wake up. He left to attend other matters; leaving the three of you alone.
"This is her." The prince laughs in disbelief, incognizant of what Merlin knows. "The girl in my dreams, I can't believe it!"
Merlin tries to hide his smirk, Arthur can be so adorable when he's clueless.
"Nor can I, sire."
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