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

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

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

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


Trust and forgiveness in regards to a relationship is a complicated thing. In regards to Arwen, I was ecstatic to find out that the betrayal was the result of an enchantment. I always felt that the...
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Part 32: link


    Gwen sits in a pew in the front, the only representative of the groom’s family, Arthur beside her, looking very handsome in his suit. Merlin sits behind them with Freya and the rest of their friends: Gwaine, Percy and Vivian, Leon and Mithian, and Duncan and Ezra and their wives.
    The maid of honor, Latoya’s younger sister Larissa, has just come up the aisle to stand beside Celia, and soon there are soft coos as a tiny bunga girl makes her unsteady way forward. Gwen turns and looks, but she cannot see the child yet. She looks forward...
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Part 17: link


    Gwen blinks her eyes open. Where am I? Oh, right. Milwaukee. Arthur’s uncle’s house. She looks at the clock. 9:37! I haven’t slept this late in years!
    She swings her feet down, sliding them into her slippers. She looks around the room. I didn’t bring that many boxes, why do I still have half of them left? Oh. Right. After Arthur went to tempat tidur I spent the rest of the evening in Morgana’s room till far too late.
    Gwen has decided that she definitely likes Morgana. She’s exuberant and witty. Arthur said...
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posted by kbrand5333
Part 7: link


    “Percival, why didn’t anda correct the prince when he made that misstep? He very nearly gave young Maxwell a black eye!” Leon snaps at his fellow knight as the two men walk to the kastil, castle from the morning’s training.
    “Well, he’s the prince! I can’t… yell at him,” Percival jawaban weakly.
    “He must be trained the same as all the other boys,” Leon sighs. “I know it’s difficult, but…”
    “I just don’t feel right. I know he’s only five, but he outranks me.”
    “Well,...
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posted by kbrand5333
Fic 2: link

Twelve

Prompt: Prompt: 12 days of natal my true cinta gave to me


It’s late, it’s cold, and all I want to do is stoke up my little api and crawl into my tempat tidur with three atau four blankets.

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

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

My jantung pounds as I pull the ribbon, setting it aside. Waste not, want not. Inside is a large, thick wool blanket, red. I unfurl it and run my hand across...
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posted by kbrand5333
Part 32: link


    Being Friday night, parking is troublesome. Lance finds a place for his Citroën a ways up the block, and Arthur piggybacks on the spot, squeezing his motorcycle in sideways in front of Lance’s car, the front tire on the sidewalk.
    “Arthur, you’re going to get a citation,” Gwen cautions, but Arthur seems unconcerned.
    “Nice motorbike,” Lance komentar as Gwen once again stuffs Arthur’s jaket away.
    “Thank you. Her name is Morgana,” Arthur says, sweeping his arm grandly.
    “Morgana?...
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posted by ella-rose88
Title: Guinevere’s choice
Author: ella_rose88
Rating: PG
Word count: 9,401
Characters/Pairings: Gwen, Igraine, Arthur, Lancelot, Merlin, Arthur/Gwen and Gwen/Lancelot.
Spoilers/Warnings: Some slight character spoilers for series 4 (though no names are mentioned).
Disclaimer: I don’t own Merlin. If I did things would be different just a tad. There would be many A/G centred episodes and Gwen would be diberikan a sword and go on adventures to rescue the boys (LOL which might give me an idea for another fic)!
Summary: Gwen gets visited oleh a ghost who shows her the future.
Author’s notes: Set after...
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posted by kbrand5333
Part 22: link


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

Part 10: link


    Gwen is puttering in the kitchen: setting the table, keeping an eye on the chicken, putting water on to boil for the nasi, beras noodles, chopping vegetables, preparing the dessert so she can pop it in the oven when they start eating.
    Morgana wanders in. “How do I look?” She spins. She is wearing a flattering zamrud, emerald green spageti, spaghetti strap sundress with a handkerchief hemline. Her hair is in loose waves and she looks spectacular.
    “Fabulous....
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    Merlin gapes as he looks at Gwen. She looks stunning in a purple gaun with emas embroidery. With her hair let loose around her shoulders, face enhanced with a minimum of make up, Guinevere looks absolutely beautiful.

    Arthur elbows Merlin.

    Merlin turns towards Arthur, blushing at being caught.

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

    “Hmm … just admiring her beauty.”

    “Well, I hope anda remember to whom she belongs,” Arthur...
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 Gwen's dress.
Gwen's dress.
Part 23: link


    The doors leading to the jetway open, and Arthur stands, waiting patiently outside gate 3B at Mitchell Field, awaiting the arrival of his father. He told Gaius he’d stop down at the airport in the morning before he went back home.
    Uther is the detik person to appear, striding casually into the airport, a garmen, pakaian bag slung over his shoulder. Of course he was seated in first class.
    “Hey, Pop,” Arthur says, hugging his father. He grunts as Uther squeezes him surprisingly tightly.
    “Son,”...
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Part 19: link


    “Are anda nervous, Guinevere?” Arthur asks quietly. Gwen is seated between Arthur and Morgana in the back kursi of Gaius’ Cadillac, on the way to church.
    “Yes,” she jawaban simply.
    He takes her hand in his. “It will be fine,” he says. “It’s church. People are supposed to be nice at church.”
    “Yes, they are,” Gwen answers, “but some of the most closed-minded people are also some of the most righteous.”
    “Righteous in their own minds, anyway,”...
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Part 16: link


    “Wake up, darlin’, we’re here,” Arthur says quietly, stroking Gwen’s cheek.
    “Mmm,” she scrunches against him and blinks her eyes open. “Did I fall asleep again?”
    “Yes,” he chuckles, ciuman her forehead. “We’re here,” he repeats. She looks out and sees a house, not overlarge, nicely kept. A home. “Come on.”
    He climbs out of the car and opens her door again. They walk to the front door and it opens before Arthur can lift his finger to the doorbell.
    “Arthur!”...
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Part 10: link


    Alined slinks up to the witness stand and is sworn in.
    “So,” Leon begins, “Mr. Alined, anda have been in Memphis for nine years, is that correct?”
    “Yes.”
    “And before that, anda were known as Herman Delaine of Sioux Falls, South Dakota, is that correct?”
    “Yes.”
    “Your honor, I pindah for a recess,” Aggy stands and declares loudly.
    “Reason?”
    “I’m not prepared for this…...
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posted by kbrand5333
Part 8: link


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

    “What’s up?” Merlin leans over and peers over her shoulder.
    “Arthur has a convention to go to Thursday.”
    “Sounds scintillating,” Merlin says, making a face.
    It’s in Dublin. I’ll...
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posted by kbrand5333
Fic 9: link

The Snow King
Disclaimer: post S5 period AU. Everyone is alive, Morgana knows about Merlin’s magic and is a diminished villain.

Prompt: Merlin the sorcerer accidentally turns Arthur into a snowman. The cure? He must be kissed oleh his true love, Gwen. The problem? Morgana, a sorceress, has fun oleh multiplying the amount of snowmen to hundreds. Can Gwen find the right one before Arthur melts oleh the sun? True cinta must decide.


“Merlin, this isn’t working,” Arthur complains, the snowball disintegrating in his glove. Again. He tosses the remaining snow back on the ground as if he is...
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Here is the issue I am having and have been having for weeks. I don't believe Arthur dies in the conventional sense. I know, weird as that sounds. I simply don't for various reasons I will not go into, most of them are fiscal and having a kind of understanding. Yeah, I will leave it there. So don't bother asking lol. I hate repeating myself, ask HQ lol. One thing that irritates the crap out of me are those not prepared to think for themselves. No time for it.

Enough about me.

As to the actual legend, there is no Albion without Arthur and Guinevere actually. Murphy twists it to suit his Queenly...
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posted by kbrand5333
Part 41: link


    “Good morning, Paulette, darling,” Arthur greets the receptionist, leaning his elbows on her counter.
    “Mr. Pendragon,” she greets him coolly. “You have an appointment with Mr. Gaius.”
    “Yes, I do.”
    “Wait here,” she sighs, “I’m supposed to call him and he’ll come down.”
    “Well, he may want to rethink that, Sugar Plum,” Arthur says, thoroughly enjoying needling the stuffy receptionist. “Tell him I have his painting.” He then walks casually...
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posted by kbrand5333
    “Merlin, I need anda to… Merlin? Merlin!” Arthur starts yelling for his servant as soon as he notices the other man is nowhere to be seen. He was expecting him to be waiting for him in his chambers when he returned from his evening council meeting.
    “MERLIN!” he yells again, irritated now, dropping his sabuk on the table.
    “I gave him the night off,” a soft voice drifts out of the dim. It is coming from the direction of the sleeping quarters.
    “Guinevere?” Arthur says, puzzled. And intrigued....
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