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witchthewriter · 2 years

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𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐊𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐓𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮

⤷ gender neutral, ambiguous race, and any size reader. Requests are open, thank you for reading!

a/n: How are we feeling about this moodboard? Merlin BBC doesn’t have a lot of edits/icons/gifs so I’m trying to be creative ... please give your honest thought✌🏼

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SFW🌿

𝑲𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑨𝒓𝒕𝒉𝒖𝒓

⭑ Gifts, gifts, and more gifts.

⭑ He loves giving you jewelry; and he doesn’t need a reason. He is the King, so he can do whatever he pleases. So, you have jewelry boxes full of jewels, silver, gold, etc.

⭑ He wants to impress you; for you to think that he’s an important man who has no limits.

⭑ He gets Merlin to do the heavy work though

“Merlin! Merlin where are you? I need you to shine this-”

“I’ve spent hours shining that damn necklace!”

“It’s not glittering right. Why isn’t it glittering right?!”

⭑ He loves horseback riding. Arthur LOVES showing off, and looking like he knows exactly what he’s doing.

⭑ All his efforts of looking suave fail. So much so that you can’t stop laughing. So, laughter is a big part of your courtship. Arthur loves your laugh, your smile. The way your eyes light up.

𝑴𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒏

⭑ He’s very thoughtful and likes to woo you with things that are meaningful.

⭑ Merlin will find out your favourite things and surprise you with them.

⭑ He asked you on a date one afternoon after he had been pumped up by Gwaine.

“You can do this Merlin,” Gwaine said while grabbing the sorcerer’s shoulders.

“Yeah, yeah of course I can ... I can do this! No, wait, Gwaine. I can’t-”

⭑ He did though, only because you had overheard the conversation and couldn’t wait for him. So, you walked up behind him, tapped his shoulder, and said ‘‘yes, where are going to go?”

⭑ Merlin will use magic, he definitely will. Making the fireflies glow brighter, the fire burn warmer.

⭑ He loves resting his forehead against yours. Being still with one another, noses touching, hands holding the others’.

𝑺𝒊𝒓 𝑮𝒘𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒆

⭑ He would flirt with you without shame. Trying to charm you with his best efforts. You would flirt back, not taking anything from it - it was harmless. It didn’t mean anything.

⭑ Until Gwaine couldn’t get you out of his head. And you lived there absolutely rent-free.

⭑ He yearns to be around you. The way your mind works ... he doesn’t know many people like that.

⭑ Gwaine would spend a lot of time with you. Wanting to get to know everything about you. He’d ask questions, probe, poke, wanting to see every side of you.

⭑ He’s very excitable and likes to thrill seek with you.

⭑ Gwaine loves to play fight with you, but also train you to be able to defend yourself. He’s fun-loving and always makes sure you’re having a good time.

𝑺𝒊𝒓 𝑳𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒍𝒐𝒕

⭑ He courts you with grace and the utmost respect. He always makes sure you’re comfortable and well.

⭑ Very protective but in a subtle way - he doesn’t arc up when another guy is looking at you, but is able to diffuse any situation.

⭑ Lots and lots and lots of flowers. New ones everyday. And they aren’t even bouquets; they could be from a garden or in the forest. At one point you felt bad that he was picking them from nature, so he bought seeds and asked for a place to plant them. He then tended to the seeds for weeks, and eventually they started to grow.

⭑ He said “now you can have flowers everyday, for as long as they grow, I will be here.”

⭑ Light touches; moving the hair from your face and gently removing an eyelash from your face.

⭑ He often leaves you needy and wanting more; but he isn’t meaning to tease you. He’s just that soft.

𝑺𝒊𝒓 𝑳𝒆𝒐𝒏

⭑ He courts you through food and good conversation. Either making the food himself, taking you to the markets, or asking the royal cooks to make something special for you.

⭑ Leon loves making you feel content -

“Are you warm enough, my love?”

“Do you want another slice?”

“How are you feeling?”

⭑ He may not seek out exciting adventures, but that’s what you like about Leon. He’s grounding and that’s how he caught your heart. You need someone secure, someone safe.

⭑ The first few months into your courtship, he never let the two of you be alone together. He wanted to be traditional. But that didn’t really work because he was so in love with you. Therefore, he would take the food to your door so he could focus on eating, rather than ... you

⭑ He loves being in your company - and courts you by spending quality time with you. Where Gwaine asks questions and listens with focus, your time with Leon would be just ... existing in each other’s presence. Not pushing anything; just letting whatever comes up - comes up.

𝑺𝒊𝒓 𝑷𝒆𝒓𝒄𝒊𝒗𝒂𝒍

⭑ His intent in courting you is to make you feel wanted. He knows what it’s like to be left out, so Percival makes sure you’re included and desired.

⭑ When he first saw you in the tavern, he didn’t think much of you - it wasn’t until you cut a man off and had to practically throw him out that he was enamored with you.

⭑ Percival loves PDA, he doesn’t have a problem with it at all. He wants to hold your hand, kiss your neck, and have you in his lap.

⭑ He’s actually a good singer and will hum things when you’re together without knowing it.

⭑ Likes to dance with you - whether that’s inside, around people, or outside, underneath the moon

⭑ He isn’t overly romantic, because he’s somewhat clueless in these matters. But he does his best to show his feelings through action.

𝑺𝒊𝒓 𝑬𝒍𝒚𝒂𝒏

⭑ He likes making you feel safe. Throughout your courtship, he always went the extra mile. Walking you to your front door (literally, he’ll wait until you’ve gone in. But he never goes inside until you invite him.)

⭑ Elyan wants to show you new things; share new experiences with you. Going on adventures and creating memories.

⭑ He’ll call in after his watch and make sure you’re okay.

⭑ If you need any errands done but don’t want to do them - he’s your man

⭑ Wants you to know that if you have any problems, he’ll fix them. No matter what they are. There’s a leak? He’ll patch it up, you’re fighting with your sister? He’ll sit and let you vent.

⭑ Elyan would make you feel less alone in this huge world. He knows how it feel to be alone, and never wants that for you.

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mekazashitpost · 9 months

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He's literally the hottest person to exist like how do people not find him attractive?!

#bbc merlin #merlin #merthur #sir leon #arthur pendragon #sir elyan #sir gwaine #sir lancelot #sir percival #sir leon x reader

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beautifultypewriter · 1 year

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Gotta send a gif of my favorite, handsome boy!

And I’m so glad you did! He looks kind of sad in this one, so this will have a little bit of angst. Hope you like it!

It was the day you had been dreading ever since your father had told you of your soon to be engagement. You had always known this day would come. Your duty to Camelot would always come before your own heart. A fact that your father made sure to remind you and your brother of every chance he got. With a sigh, you moved away from the window and towards the door. Someone was meant to collect you, but you couldn’t sit by yourself for another second. You had to get out of there.

A knocking at your door halted your footsteps. Well, at least you didn’t have to be alone in your walk now. You made your way over to the door, pulling it open, “Thank you for gracing me with your presence, Arthur…” You stopped as you noticed that it was not your brother on the other side of the door. With wide eyes, your lips parted, “Leon.”

He gave you a small smile as he bowed his head, “Your grace.” Your heart sunk as your grip on the door tightened. That was what you were to him now. What you had to be. He noticed your demeanor change and he frowned, “I’ve been sent to escort you. He’s here.” You nodded as Leon stepped back and motioned you into the corridor. Stepping next to him, you kept your eyes on the floor as you moved slowly towards the main hall. Leon walked next you, keeping his distance as best he could.

The pair of you walked in silence as the pain in your chest grew, knowing this was likely to be the last time the two of you would ever be alone together. Your head snapped over to the knight next to you, “I’m sorry.” Shaking your head, you willed your tears not to fall.

Leon stopped, turning to you and gently cupping your face in his hands, “You have nothing to be sorry for.” His thumbs ran over your cheeks and you leaned further into his touch.

You pulled away from him as the doors to the hall opened and Merlin poked his head out. He smiled at you sadly, but you only shook your head. Standing up straight and taking a deep breath, you relaxed your face and stepped over to the doors. Merlin pushed them open for you and you walked in slowly as your presence was announced.

Your father clapped his hands, motioning you over. Stepping over you took his hand as he pulled you over to your betrothed. The man was handsome and he looked nice enough, but he wasn’t Leon. He smiled at you as he took your hand bowed his head. You nodded back to him, trying not to think of how unnatural his touch felt. As gently as you could, you pulled your hand away, clasping your two together as your betrothed stood next to you.

With another clap, your father began to speak of the joining of two kingdoms which was met with thunderous applause. You ignored it all though as you looked over to your knight. His eyes met yours from across the room and you could see the sadness swimming in them. You felt a tear start to roll down your cheek and you moved quickly to wipe it away before anyone noticed. He saw it though and his heart clenched at the knowledge that it was no longer possible for him to comfort you.

#sir leon x reader #sir leon imagine #bbc merlin imagine #gif imagine #chel’s birthday bash

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azaleaniath · 1 year

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based on our last conversation, imagine leon lending you his cloak 'cause you’re always cold, and just having these cute moments where you’re cuddling in his cloak and it smells like him 🥹😭

There u go bestie 💜

I had so much fun writing this even tho I can't relate 😂😂 Also I think this is the first fanfiction i wrote that does not include much physical touch. I'm proud of myself and I earned this 😭🎖️

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Sir Leon x Reader

includes: fluff, cuddling, stealing clothes, swearing, comforting, freezing

word count: 1k

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The coldness felt like needles on your skin. From head to toe, you were shaking, not even feeling your fingers anymore. You walked through the halls of the castle, making halt at one of the torches to warm up your hands.

It was pitchblack outside since it was almost midnight. Your work had ended already and you were on the way to your room.

A few guards passed, as well as one of the knights.

It was Leon who walked across the floor, his eyes catching sight of you.

"You're still up at this hour?" he asked. His breath was visible in the air, veiling his face in the mist.

"I'm on my way to my room, I'm all done for today" you answered, still shivering. Luckily, it was hard to tell that you blushed at the encounter since your nose already had turned pink.

With furrowed eyebrows he watched your face closely. "God, your lips are blue already!"

You shrugged, rubbing the palm of your hands next to the flame of the torch. "It's freezing cold today."

The knight raised his hands to his throat, unbuckling his red cloak.

Quickly draping the fabric around your neck, he adjusted it over your shoulders. Once he closed the buckle again, you gave him a shy smile.

"Thank you, sir Leon. That wouldn't have been necessary, you'll probably need it yourself."

The man smiled back at you and shook his head, the curls of his hair bouncing with the movement.

"Don't worry, I'm going to take a hot bath now."

You lowered your hands from the flame and grabbed the fabric of his cloak gently.

"You can bring it back to me in the morning, I'll probably be in the armory."

With a nod, you looked up into his face. The sight of his reddened nose and cheeks made you giggle quietly. He looked pretty cute like that.

"I'll make sure to bring it back to you. Enjoy your bath, sir Leon."

The knight simply nodded as a goodbye and went on his way again, as did you, walking into the opposite direction.

It was impossible to hide the big smile on your face. Even if you were still cold, the interaction had made you feel better immediately.

Once you were in your room, you changed into your night dress, took your shoes off and cuddled into the thick blankets. But something was missing.

You had hung his cloak over the end of the bed, watching it closely. A few moments later you decided to reach out for it and drape the red linen cloak over your body, snuggling into it.

It wasn't some soft velvet, or even comfortable warm fur, but the scent of him still lingered on the fabric.

As you inhaled his scent, the wide smile showed up on your face again. It smelled a lot like iron and horse, but also like him in general. While you cuddled into the cloak more, gathering some of the fabric in front of your face you closed both eyes.

'It's just a cloak' you thought to yourself pathetically.

But no, it was more than that, to you at least. It was his cloak.

It was a real treasure.

As you woke up in thr morning, the first thing you noticed before even opening your eyes was the scent of Leon.

"That's how a good day starts, I could get used to this..." you mumbled grinning, deciding to stay like this for some more time. You buried your face deep in the linen cloak for a good while before starting your day.

Once you had dressed yourself, you folded Leon's cloak together. A clever idea appared in between your thoughts.

'What if I just keep it?'

And damn, did you make that choice quickly.

You opened a drawer of your cabinet, lifted one of your folded dresses and hid the cloak in between your own clothes.

Before heading off to the armory, you went to the knight's storage room, fetching a new cloak from there. They had plenty of them here.

"I hope he won't notice..." you mumbled before heading over to the armory. As promised, you found the knight in this room, alone.

"Good morning, sir." you greeted him and paced over to the tall man.

He greeted you with a smile.

"I brought you your cloak. Thank you for lending it to me."

He sat on a barrel, tightening his vambraces and pauldrons.

"Luckily it's a bit warmer today." he stated, looking up to you with a soft expression.

With both hands, you reached the cloak to him and he thankfully reached out for it.

"Is that all?" Leon asked, which you agreed to shortly.

You turned to leave, walking towards the door.

'Please don't let him notice...'

As soon as you left the room, his voice echoed through the hallway.

"(Y/N)?"

'Fuck.'

A sigh ecaped your lips before turning back, walking towards the armory again.

You peeked through the doorframe and saw him gesturing you to come closer. From his expression, you couldn't tell if he was mad or just serious.

A quiet "Yes?" was all you answered as you noticed the knight inspect his cloak closely.

As his eyes went up to find yours, a cold shower ran down your spine.

"... Why did you bring me a new cloak?"

Before you could answer, he added "Don't lie to me. I can see that this one hasn't been worn yet."

You gulped, turning your head away shyly. It didn't take long until your cheeks burned bright red. There were a hundred excuses you could've told him.

It ripped, it had to get stitched up in some place, it had been washed, the list in your head went on. Yet, you just stood there with a red face, unable to look him in the eyes.

Soon it clicked in his head, and his serious expression softened.

"(Y/N)?" as he realized, he almost felt bad for embarrassing you.

It took a while until you found the courage to meet his blue eyes. But instead of looking angry, he gifted you a gentle smile.

"You can keep it."

#merlin #bbc merlin #knights of the round table #merlin bbc #merlin fanfic #sir leon #merlin oneshot #sir leon x reader

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imagines-for-the-fangirls-soul · 2 years

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Positive - Sir Leon

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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roadsidewritings · 2 years

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Morning Blooms

I suppose it makes sense that my first post on this blog is a fic. I did not expect it to be Merlin of all things, but I re-watched a few random episodes to escape finals stress and could not get it out of my brain.

Sir Leon x Reader (Gender Neutral)

Warnings: None

Summary: During a visit to Camelot after a long time away, you are reunited with your lover Sir Leon.

Sunlight streamed through the window, warming the spot where you sat combing out your hair. You had arrived in Camelot late yesterday evening —there as an emissary for a neighboring kingdom— and looked forward to the visit ahead.

Being from a noble family in a kingdom closely allied with the Pendragons meant that you had visited Camelot quite frequently in the past, as both child and adult, but it had been several years now since your last trip and you were eager to see the faces of old friends.

A knock on the chamber door broke you from your contemplation, and you called a gentle “come in,” before turning to watch a servant enter. She carried a polished serving tray in one hand and, to your surprise, a vase full of flowers in the other.

“Good morning,” she greeted with a respectful curtsy, “I have your breakfast here, as well as flowers I was instructed to deliver.”

“Thank you,” you replied, standing to make your way toward the table. You stopped at the spot where she had set the flowers, taking a moment to marvel at the delicate blooms—a cluster of white daisies with splashes of blue forget-me-nots mixed in. “Who sent these?” You asked, glancing up at the maidservant who had just finished laying out breakfast.

“They’re from Sir Leon, my liege.”

Sir Leon. You bit back the smile that tugged at your lips, looking back down at the flowers.

“I believe there is a note as well,” she added, gesturing to the parchment that you hadn’t yet noticed tied to a stem. “Is there anything else I can get you, my liege?”

“No, thank you,” you shook your head, and with another curtsy the maid departed. As soon as the door had closed behind her, you reached down and tugged the note free, smoothing the scrap of parchment against the table.

I’m sorry I could not greet you when you arrived last night, though I hope to make it up to you. Meet me at noon at our spot.

Now you really couldn’t stop the smile that spread across your face. Two years was far too long to have been away, and your stomach fluttered at the thought of Leon wanting to see you as much as you wanted to see him.

You ate your breakfast quickly, though you knew it would be several hours before Leon would be there to meet you. You could only pray that the time would fly by.

The two of you had never officially courted, but all of his fellow knights —and quite a few others besides— were well aware of the romantic feelings that existed between you. It had happened several years past when your kingdom was renewing its treaties with Camelot; you’d found yourself spending quite a bit of time here, assisting your Queen in the negotiations. You had met Leon before, but this time he’d been assigned to protect you when a threat was made against the new treaty, and as a result you’d grown quite close.

You could hardly wait to see him again, and when noon finally rolled around you practically skipped down to the place where you were set to meet. Your ‘spot’ —as he had written in the note— was an old oak that spread its branches over a secluded castle courtyard. You and he had spent many hours there, any time during your visits that you’d both had a free moment, and it had become a place quite dear to your heart.

Now, as you neared the door that would lead you out into that familiar courtyard, you slowed your pace. As you got closer and closer, a hint of nervousness wormed its way through you—what if something had changed between you in the time you’d been away? You knew Leon to be incredibly loyal, but it had been a long two years and you feared that perhaps he’d finally lost interest. The door before you stood ajar, and stepping up to it you peeked through to the courtyard beyond.

There, under the sprawling oaken branches, stood Leon. His curls fluttered in the breeze, and from his shoulders cascaded the bright crimson cloak of the Knights of Camelot. At the sight of him, all your previous doubts were swept away. You were brought back to the warm days spent in this very spot, laughing, talking, wondering at the future. Where he stood now, you could see him shifting back and forth, scuffing his feet against packed earth —A nervous habit. You almost chuckled at the thought that perhaps he was just as nervous as you were.

As quietly as you could manage, you pushed the door wide enough to slip through and entered into the courtyard. Here, the sun filtered in patches through the leaves of the oak, and only the faintest breeze reached down to tousle your hair. Creeping closer, you did your best to school your face into a neutral expression.

“Fancy seeing you here.”

The knight jumped, spun to face you, then immediately broke into a grin. Rushing to meet you, he opened his arms and you quickly fell into his embrace.

It was the warmest, most comforting hug you’d had in two years.

“I missed you,” he said quietly, words meant just for you.

“I missed you too,” you told him, wrapping your arms tighter around his waist.

As seconds stretched to minutes, the two of you stayed wrapped in each other’s arms, silently making up for far too much time spent apart. Finally, you gently pulled away.

“I’m sorry I was gone for so long, the Queen has been calling on me more than ever.” Leon just shook his head, face still lit by a warm smile.

“I understand, you have your duty as I have mine.” After he spoke, Leon took a long moment to look you up and down, as if checking to make sure you weren’t going to disappear. Though you were no longer hugging each other, his hands stayed on your arms, reluctant to break contact completely.

“You look amazing,” he finally commented, looking back into your eyes. You could feel the heat creeping into your face then, and marveled at the fact that the handsome knight could still make you blush so easily.

“I could say the same to you,” you managed to get out, reaching up a hand to brush a curl from his forehead.

Just then, voices drifted out from the corridor behind you, and both you and Leon glanced back, watching to make sure no one was coming out into the courtyard. You didn’t really have to hide your relationship, and certainly didn’t make much of an effort to do so, but this was a private moment; considering that fact that you’d not yet entered into any sort of official courtship, it wasn’t entirely proper to be meeting in secret like this.

When the voices had passed, Leon returned his gaze to you.

“How long do you have?” When he asked, you could hear a hint of apprehension as he wondered whether you would soon be whisked away to attend important political matters.

“All day,” you replied, and the way his face brightened, it was as if the sun itself had come out from behind the clouds. “I don’t have any court matters until late this evening, I was hoping to spend the day with you,” you confessed.

“I would love that,” his words came as a breathless whisper, and soon he was leaning in, lips just barely brushing yours. You closed the remaining space, and the kiss was so sweet and gentle, you practically melted into his arms.

Two years was far too long, but now you were back with your love, and you had all the time in the world.

#bbc merlin #merlin reader insert #sir leon x reader #leon x reader #one shot #reader insert #leon x reader merlin

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staplegrapes · 2 years

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Sir Leon ✨Masterlist✨

Headcanons

• Being Sir Leon’s sibling would include…

#merlin #merlin bbc #merlin fanfiction #merlin fanfic #sir leon #sir leon of camelot #sir leon x reader #character x reader #reader insert #fanfiction #fanfic #sir leonx sibling!reader

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chloe-skywalker · 1 year

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Magic Divide - Arthur Pendragon (Part 2)

Arthur x Fem!reader

Warnings: none

Word count: 2,554

Summary: Now in Y/n’s kingdom Arthur has some making up to do.

Authors Note: Maybe a part3 ? I’m thinking about it. Like Arthur see her do magic and getting to understand it.

Masterlist

BBC Merlin Masterlist

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It didn’t take them more than a day and a night to reach Valmore. As soon as they reached the city Morgana quickly caught eyes on Y/n. She jumped off her horse and practically ran over to the y/h/c-ed girl, everyone else followed in Morgana’s direction.

“Y/n!” Morgana yelled out happily.

“Morgana?” Y/n questioned with a furrowed brow as she turned around to fcae where she heard her name called from. Upon seeing who she thought she heard calling her name. Y/n moved away from her knights, handing her horse's reins off to one of them, meeting Morgana halfway in a hug. “What are you doing here?”

“You said to visit anytime.” Morgana smiled at the princess.

“I know I did. I just didn’t think you would so soon. Don’t get me wrong I’m happy you're here. All of you” Y/n smirked happily to have them in her home. Her gaze went across everyone but it lingered a little longer on Arthur before she cast her eyes down.

“What happened to your arm?” Merlin asked with a worried expression after everyone had greeted eachother with smiles.

With Merlin's question, all of them turned their eyes to Y/n’s arm. Noticed the not so pretty gash on her bicep. It was obviously healing and had been stitched up nicely.

“Oh, this?” Y/n pointed to her upper right arm. She shrugged, compared to other injuries she’s had this was a cakewalk. “Happened when I was training. Hadn’t done it in so long I botched a move and well this happened.”

Everyone felt shocked at how she addressed her wound as nothing. But then Arthur spoke up. “Are you ok?”

Y/n looked up at the blonde prince again and nodded before answering. “Yeah, I’ve had worse. Especially when it comes to training.”

Arthur nodded in understanding but it didn’t stop his concern.

“Was it a sword? Or-” Leon asked wondering what made the slightly jagged cut.

“No, no. Swordfighting I wasn’t rusty at.” Y/n shook her head at the young knight. “This came from hand to hand combat. Kind of- a few moves I was rusty at which made me mess up and fall. This cut I got from a very sharp nasty rock.”

Leon nodded in understanding. Gwen stepped forward with a worried look before she asked. “You’ve had worse? That bruise on your upper back looks horrid.”

The others had to agree the bruise looked worse than the healing cut.

“Oh, if only you’ve seen how into it we can all get when it comes to hand to hand.” Y/n smiled letting out an amused laugh. Things were different here than in Camelot. “We go full out. No holding back. Lots of dislocations, torn muscles, cuts, all of it.”

“Women fight?” Gwaine raised his brow in shock and it showed on his face.

Y/n smirked at their shocked faces, so she continued to explain. “In my kingdom, women are warriors, Knights, fighters. We don’t discourage women from wanting to join in on those kinds of things. We encourage them.”

“But the princess?” Lancelot raised one brow in a teasing manner, having seen her fight before unlike most of the others.

“Haha, Lancelot.” Y/n playfully glared at him. “Yes, even the princess. I should know how to defend myself and my kingdom, and my people.”

Y/n spared a glance to Arthur, trying to read his feelings on the words she had said.

“Well, we should probably go up to the Castle.” Morgana suggested with a proud smile on her face. She truly wished she could spend some time in Valmore, enough to learn skills in combat. Maybe even something more magical.

“Yes. I bet you're all tired from the journey. Follow me and my knights. We’ll escort you.” Y/n nodded in agreement to Morgana’s words.

Y/n headed over to her horse, as she went to get up Arthur noticed a slight grimace came across her face as she mounted her horse.

“Do you need some help?” Arthur asked stepping closer to just in case her arm gave out as she pulled herself up onto the saddle.

“No, I uh. I get it.” She answered flustered to having him so close after so long of being apart. Once she was up on the horse she looked down at Arthur with a small smile on her lip. “As I said, I’ve had worse injuries than this. They’ve never stopped me before.”

With that said Y/n escorted her friends from Camelot up to the castle. Once they got their Y/n and her knights took them into the throne room where her parents were currently. After getting them arrangements to stay for as long as they want. With that everyone was shown to their rooms.

It was the next day when everyone decided to do some training in the morning. Some from Camelot had come down to watch Y/n train.

And she wasn’t kidding when she said they trained hardcore.

“Should she be fighting with her arm?” Merlin asked out to anyone that would give him an answer. He winced as he watched his friend fight.

“No.” Arthur answered leaning against the waist high wall. He to was concerned about her but she could hold her own, he knew that. Arthur was more concerned about her fighting and breaking open the freshly healed wound. “No, she shouldn't be, Merlin.”

“Well, are you just going to stare and watch her or go over and talk to her?” Morgana spoke giving Arthur a knowing look.

Arthur glanced Morgana's way before turning his attention back to Y/n. “She’s in the middle of a fight. She needs to concentrate on that.”

“Y/n wasn’t kidding when she said they don’t hold back.” Leon commented as he to watched the training.

Gwen agreed. “Yeah. They really go hard at one another.”

“She’s fighting with men.” Lancelot stated impressed.

“And winning.” Morgana stated proudly.

“She can hold her own.” Merlin nodded in agreement before asking Arthur another question. “When are you going to talk and make up.”

“When I can get her alone.” Arthur told him refraining from rolling his eyes.

“Good luck with that. She’s always surrounded by her knights.” Merlin countered with a tilt of his head.

“They're her friends.” Gwen tried to defend but Morgana cut in wanting to join in on Merlin’s pestering of Arthur.

“Their also men.” Morgana smirked. There were a few girls as well but if she wanted to get at Arthur. Mention all the other men around the girl he loves.

Merlin sucked in a breath in a teasing manner. “She seems very close to knight Jon and Knight Wardlow.”

“I get it okay?” Arthur snapped at them. He didn’t need to be told what he was seeing with his own eyes. Not that he’d admit it but he did feel jealous.

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It was the next day that Arthur found a moment to get Y/n alone to talk.

“Y/n!” Arthur yelled after her down the hallway.

“Arthur.” Y/n said as she turned around to look at the prince as he came to a stop in front of her.

“Can we talk?” Arthur asked and he glanced nervously to the knights that were beside her.

Y/n stood still just watching him for a moment before giving him a ‘yes’ nod.

“You gonna be okay?” Knight Darby asked the princess with a look Arthur couldn’t decipher.

“Yeah. I’ll be fine.” Y/n nodded sending Darby a grateful nod for checking first. She was indeed close with her knights and when she came back she had told them what had happened. So they were on edge about leaving her alone with the prince of Camelot.

“If not just yell out. I won’t be far.” Knight Jon stated with narrowed eyes pinned on the young prince. Which was very intimidating to Arthur. He’d seen the man fight, he was pure violence.

“Hmmm” Wardlow hummed and nodded in agreement with his fellow knight and friend. Y/n nodded as the 3 men walked to the end of the hallway not so subtly watching.

“What is on your mind Prince Arthur?” Y/n asked shifting on her feet.

“Can we talk in private?” he sighed not feeling comfortable being watched with what he wanted to talk about.

“Of course.” Y/n gulped nodding before turning and giving her knights a wave. Told them it was okay and to stay. So her and Arthur headed into the nearest room. “What is it you would like to talk about prince Arthur?”

He sighed leaning his head to the side. “Are we really going back to using ‘Prince before my name?”

“How else should I address you?” Y/n said looking down at her hands. She didn’t know how to act around him anymore. Not really.

“As just Arthur.” Arthur said loudly before taking a breath. He wasn’t mad at her he was pissed at himself. For putting them here. “Like before.”

It saddened him to realize he made her feel like they had to go back to the beginning. He hated himself for it.

“But things aren’t like before.” she told him with a sigh. God did she wish they were like before. She really missed him but how could they be together now?” We were together before. Now we’re not so I should address you with your title.”

“Are we really that far gone? Our relationship?” Arthur asked with slightly worried eyes. He couldn’t lose her.

“You tell me.” Y/n lifted her shoulders and then her eyes to look at him. The decision was in his court, he’s the one that ruined things, to begin with.

“y/n-” Arthur went to start but Y/n knew his tone of voice so she cut him off.

“No, Arthur. I can’t go through all that heartache again. I-I just can’t.” Y/n’s voice broke as she spoke and that made Arthur's chest ache.

“I’m sorry.” he didn’t know how else to start.

Y/n shook her head. “Don’t apologize when you don’t mean it.”

Arthur squinted in confusion. “What makes you think I don’t mean it?”

“Because you despise magic! An I have magic so therefore you despise me!” Y/n yelled out before taking a deep breath looking at Arthur with unshed tears in her eyes. The love of her life hated her because of something she frankly enjoyed about herself. “You hate me because of something that is a part of me.”

Arthur stepped forward shaking his head quickly at her words. “I don’t hate you.”

“If you hate a part of me then you hate me.” He couldn’t hate her magic and not hate her. And she couldn’t be with someone who hated her. “That’s how that works Arthur.”

Arthur raised his hands to cup her cheeks, using his thumbs to wipe away tears she didn’t notice were falling down her cheeks. “I could never hate or despise you Y/n.”

“The things you said to me when you found out and the way you looked at me and acted towards me all say otherwise, Arthur.” Y/n looked into his eyes, she could see the regret in his eyes.

“I felt betrayed and I was angry.I said things that weren’t true and that I didn’t mean.” Arthur explained but it didn’t make him feel any better and he didn’t expect to fix things. But she deserved to know. “It's no excuse for what I did. There’s nothing that could excuse my behavior from before. But I want to repair what we had. I want to make it up to you. If that's even a possibility.”

Y/n shook her head, it was a hard decision to make. And she didn’t know if she could, no matter how bad she wanted Arthur back. “I don’t know Arthur.”

Arthur sighed dreading asking this next question. “Are you afraid of me?”

“What?” Y/n looked at him in shock.

“Are you afraid of me? Were you afraid to tell me because you thought I would have had you killed?” He asked with a gulp afraid himself of the answer she’d give. He wouldn’t blame her though. With how Uther felt about magic and him raising Arthur to be the same. . .

“As much as I wish I could say I wasn’t. . . Besides hiding my magic I have never lied to you. I don’t plan on doing it now.” She told him before letting out a deep breath. “Yes, I was afraid that you might tell your father and we both know how I would have been ‘taken care of’.”

“y/n” Arthur's gaze dropped feeling even more disappointed in himself.

“It's not that I didn’t want to tell you, Arthur. It’s just-” Y/n hated that she felt this was but it was true. “I saw how your father flt about sorcery, and then how you felt about it. . . I was scared.”

Arthur nodded solemnly. “You had every right to be.”

“I’m sorry.” she said looking away from him. She felt guilty, even though she had no reason to be.

“Don’t be. You have nothing to be sorry for.” He shook his head, dismissing her apology she had nothing to apologize for it was all him. “I’m sorry. For how I reacted and treated you. It was wrong of me.”

“Its ok-”

Arthur immediately stopped her. He didn’t want her to forgive him that easily or pretend it was nothing. He treated her horribly, that wasn’t okay. “No, its not. An I know I hurt you.”

Y/n but her lip as they starred at eachother for a moment. “You could’ve just given me a chance. Magic a chance.”

“I hate myself for hurting you. I’ll never forgive myself for all that I put you through.” Arthur agreed with her, he could’ve given her a chance. Prove and show him she didn’t use magic for evil. “But I do want to make it up to you.”

“How?” She asked with a tilted head. If his views didn’t change how could he make it up to her?

“Well, against my views I was taught growing up. I want you to show me your magic.” Arthur gave her a small smile. It didn’t excuse what he did and said but maybe if he could understand her magic and that part of her then they could get back together.

“Are you sure?” Y/n asked, she knew how he felt if this was uncomfortable for him then maybe things should just be done. She didn’t want to force him to like all of her. If they didn’t work then they would have to accept it.

“More sure than I am about a lot of things.” Arthur said shifting closer to his princess. “But I’m even more sure that I want us to get back together.”

Y/n took a deep breath. “Arthur- we can’t just go back to what and how we were.”

“I know that. It’s going to take time for me to gain your trust back. I’m determined to do so.” Arthur looked into her eyes with determination and passion. He was going to gain his princess's trust back. No matter what.

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writeroutoftime · 11 months

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belated valentine's day blurbs masterlist

So, I finally wrote and posted all the requested blurbs from my valentine's day challenges. All of these are stand-alone fics, so please enjoy whatever you fancy!

please love me - steve harrington/ “after all…I’m just a girl, standing in front of boy, asking him to love her.” - Notting Hill

what I hate about you - tommy shelby/ “but mostly I hate the way I don’t hate you. not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all.” - 10 Things I Hate About You

the greatest thing you'll ever learn - jamie tartt/ “the greatest thing you’ll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return.” -Moulin Rouge

crazy things - sir leon/ “people do crazy things - when they’re in love.” - Hercules

don't write me off just yet - john shelby/ “and no, I know, based on my track record, I might not seem like the safest bet. All I’m asking you is don’t write me off just yet.” - Musics & Lyrics

untitled blurb - benedict bridgerton/ “when you realize you want to spend the rest of your life with somebody, you want the rest of your life to start as soon as possible.” - When Harry Met Sally

choose me - eddie munson/ "choose me. marry me. let me make you happy.” - My Best Friend’s Wedding

just as you are - foggy nelson/ “I like you very much. Just as you are.” – Bridget Jones’s Diary

don't wanna lose you - jamie tartt/ “with everything to win, the only thing I lose is you.” - Anastasia the Musical

lasso the moon - foggy nelson/ “what do you want? you want the moon? ust say the word and I’ll throw a lasso around it and pull it down.” - It’s a Wonderful Life

and yet... - jack thompson/ “you like because and you love despite. you like someone because of all of their qualities, and you love someone despite some of their qualities.” - Set it Up

#steve harrington x reader #tommy shelby x reader #jamie tartt x reader #eddie munson x reader #john shelby x reader #benedict bridgerton x reader #foggy nelson x reader #jack thompson x reader #sir leon x reader

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sehnsuchts-trunken · 2 years

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guys hand me some headcanon/preference asks!!!!

maybe I'll even write a drabble or two

#the arcana #the arcana x reader #bbc merlin #merlin #winx #fate winx saga #the hobbit #lucio x reader #julian x reader #gwaine x reader #lancelot x reader #sir leon x reader #riven x reader #sam harvey x reader #sam x reader winx #there's too many literally just look at my blog and there's all my fandoms

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witchthewriter · 2 years

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𝐁𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐒𝐢𝐫 𝐋𝐞𝐨𝐧'𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞

⤷ female & ambiguous race reader. Requests are open! Thank you so much for reading, love ya!

SFW

⭑ Your father was a farmer, known throughout Camelot as having some of the best herbs and vegetables.

⭑ You lived on a good bit of land; chickens, cows, goats, working dogs and the odd stray cat that you secretly feed.

⭑ You have a big heart; it’s soft even it your exterior might not always show it.

⭑ One night a group of bandits decided to raid the farm, taking a good portion of the produce as well as money and whatever jewellery your family had.

⭑ You awoke when they had entered but the rest of your family were in their rooms, far away from your own. You were trying to think quick; you had one dagger but that wouldn’t do much against a group of men.

⭑ So you decided the best course of action was to go and get help.

⭑ Your farm was closest to the castle, which you were very grateful for in that moment.

⭑ As quietly as you could, you climbed through your window and raced to the castle.

⭑It was like fate. Or luck. But Percival and Leon were on patrol, walking around the perimeters of the castle grounds.

“Help! Help me, please!” You stumbled up the steps and continued yelling.

⭑ They were quick; alert. Both advancing towards you. You explained everything on the way.

⭑ The bandits had gone, but the knights took off. They grabbed the nearest horses and galloped away. All that could be heard were the sounds of hooves against dirt.

⭑ Your mother was shivering, clutching your siblings close. Your father with an axe in hand and his knee on one of the thieves’ chests.

⭑ By the time your family could clean up the mess, the knights were back, with the majority of your valuables.

⭑ You were astonished, and taken aback from how chivalrous the men were. Their kindness was very differently to what your family was used to.

⭑ Leon had taken a liking to you. It was clear to tell, well to everyone but the two of you.

⭑ It was a slow burn - it took at least a year for the friendship to blossom and another for romance to take its place.

⭑ But once you were together, it was a whirlwind

⭑ It was like the love in fairytales - almost like you were in one

⭑ He courted you so sweetly; bringing flowers, asking your family’s permission to ask your hand in marriage.

⭑ When he did ask you, it was during one of your many picnics. Underneath a willow tree, partially covered from the warm sun. The creek was nearby, a flowing stream making the scene tranquil.

⭑ He got down on one knee, taking your hand and asked. You were surprised. Shocked. But deep down - not really, you knew Leon was the man you wanted to marry.

⭑ As a husband, Leon is the closest thing to a perfect one. He always makes you feel safe, never making you feel inferior or unheard. Your marriage is a partnership, one where you’re as much as in charge as he is.

⭑ He likes to rub your shoulders, neck, back; releasing any stress you have.

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NSFW 🔞

⭑ Leon would be so gentle and sweet, always making sure you’re okay and you’re comfortable

⭑ Lighting candles, bathing together, and ending up in bed.

⭑ He likes foreplay; pressing kisses from your neck to your chest, breasts, stomach, thighs and legs

⭑ I think he’d be a tease though; driving you to whine and beg for his cock

⭑ His favourite position would probably be cowgirl

⭑ I think he would have a breeding kink honestly

⭑ He likes giving head just as much as receiving

⭑ He isn’t much for dirty talk but is very vocal with his groaning/moaning

⭑ Likes it when you whisper dirty things in his ear, especially around the other knights

⭑ He’s more dominant than submissive

⭑ Likes when you pull on his hair

⭑ Oh and he does love to give your ass a good smack

⭑ Will always make sure you cum before he does (he is a gentleman after all)

#merlin #merlin bbc #merlin headcanons #merlin bbc headcanons #dating would include #sir leon headcanons #sir leon x reader #sir leon x y/n #merlin x reader #dating sir leon would include #being sir leon's wife would include #arthur pendragon #morgana #guinevere #gwaine #lancelot #knights of the round table #percival

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mekazashitpost · 2 years

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Him. Just him.

#sir leon #rupert young #merlin #bbc merlin #sir leon x reader #sir Leon my beloved #would let him punch me

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refiwrites · 11 months

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THE WAY I (S)CREAMED

vendetta! Leon- I- I DONT EVEN KNOW HOW TO REACT TO THIS

#leon kennedy #vendetta leon #leon kennedy x reader #leon scott kennedy #leon #resident evil vendetta #leon kennedy x you #leon kennedy x y/n #leon kennedy imagines #resident evil #character ai #THE CONDOMS?? SIR #I JUMPED OUT THE WINDOW FR #MY GOD I NEED HIM SO BAD

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beautifultypewriter · 1 year

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*shyly and quietly* Hello ~ Is it possible to request something warm and fluffy and cosy for Sir Leon? [by the way, I've been in love with your writings for so many years already 🌸] Thank you!

Hi!! I am so sorry that this took so long, but I hope you like it! And thank you so much!!

Looking up from your sewing, you listened to the wind howling outside. Rain pelted the roof of your small home and you moved closer to the fire as a chill ran through your body. You had hoped that your husband would be home soon. It wouldn’t do him any good to be out in this weather for long.

With a sigh, you turned back to your needle and thread. You honestly didn’t know how you managed to rip such large holes in your clothing, luckily you knew how to fix them. It was quiet, save for the wind and the crackling of the fire, and you found your mind wandering. You really hoped Leon would be alright out there.

It was as if your wandering thoughts had conjured him because as you finished your last stitch, the door burst open. Jumping up from your chair, you rushed over, the wind pushing rain into your small home and over your clothes. Leon was quick to shut the door behind him, flicking the latch and turning to you. He smiled, but you could see the tiredness in his eyes. You pulled his cloak from his shoulders and ushered him towards the fire, “Further in. You’ll catch your death over here.” He let you guide him to the chair in front of the fire. After sitting him down, you moved quickly to hang his cloak up to dry. Leon kicked his boots off as you moved back towards him, pulling his shirt over his head.

He chuckled as he attempted to help you by lifting his arms up, “What are you doing?”

You grabbed a new shirt, holding it out to him, “You’ll get sick of you stay in those wet clothes. Stay close to the fire.” You tried to push the chair closer to the fire, but with him sitting in it it was too heavy for you. You stopped pushing with a huff and he chuckled again, moving the chair over before sitting again. He took the shirt from you and pulled it over his head. You smiled before placing a towel over his head and rubbing gently at his curls.

Pushing your hands away, he laughed, “What are you doing now?”

Curling the towel up, you pulled it close to your chest, “You’re dripping!” Leon laughed again as he took the towel from you and tossed it into the corner of the room. With a huff, you moved to grab it again, but Leon had his arms around your waist before you could get far from him.

He pulled you into his lap, his nose nuzzled into your neck, “If you really want to help warm me up then stay here and let me hold you.” Your eyes flew open and you could feel the heat creeping up the back of your neck. The fire crackled as you turned to look at your knight, his eyes shining as the two of you stared at each other. He grinned when you nodded and made yourself comfortable on his lap. Leaning back, he pulled you with him, his lips pressing against your forehead quickly before he was nuzzling your neck again. You giggled, one of your warm hands moving to rest against his cheek, making him shiver. His grip on your waist tightened, his skin heating up under your touch.

#leon x reader #sir leon x reader #leon imagine #sir leon imagine #bbc merlin imagine

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