Sir-Percival

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((Hi everyone! The mun smeet is here! Sorry for the next update taking forever I got hella side tracked. I also posted these on my art tumblr and twitter. but sense these guys are in this bog i’ll post em here too!

These are just minor design changes! the major changes other than Falspars outfit; is mostly gks eye color, which has to do with my entire GK head cannon change. (what happens when I don’t write my Headcannons down lolol) I should so far have everything sorted out and ready to continue updating this blog again now!

Thank you all super much for your patience!))

i am so on board with the idea of percival being a giant softy

he was adorable with the lamia (at least until the enchantment turned all the knights against each other)

Originally posted by sandiest-cupid

but consider:

  • percival being a massive hugger. he hugs everyone if he thinks they’re having a bad day. once he hugged arthur without thinking and there was a stunned silence and then arthur joking appointed him the Official Court Hugger, and he takes it very seriously
  • they send percival if they need to rescue a child or someone very afraid. he talks to them real quiet and gentle and every time he returns with them riding double on the horse, clinging to him
  • once they found a baby in an devastated village and he insisted on being the one to carry it home. he wrapped some cloth into a sling and rode into camelot like a proud mama
  • the castle is crawling with cats after he rescued one and it had kittens. they nap in the armory and keep merlin company when he cleans arthur’s armor. they all sleep in percival’s room and at night you can hear them purring
  • the mothers of camelot all adore percival and give him an abundance of baked goods as thank yous. he always comes home with muffins and bread and sweet buns and one time, an entire cake that gwaine stole pieces of
  • he likes to knit and no one questions it. it relaxes him, plus all the knights now have lovely sets of winter hats and scarves
Percival x Reader: Distractions

I don’t own the GIF, and I don’t own BBC’s Merlin.  Other than that, enjoy!

“Y/N,” Gwaine tipped his head as you walked past him.  “That’s a very nice dress you’re wearing today.  You look very beautiful,” You smiled at Gwaine.

“Thank you Gwaine.” You replied sweetly.  “Would you like to wear it sometime?”  Gwaine burst into laughter, along with the rest of the knights.

Save one.  You watched out of the corner of your eye as Percival stiffened before going back to hacking at his training dummy.  You looked at Gwaine, who was smirking at you.  It was working.  You had had a crush on Percival for as long as you could remember, and you had no idea if he liked you back.  You had confided in Gwaine, who had come up with a plan.  You had decided to fake flirt with each other and gauge his reactions.  The results were promising, though you felt bad.  You walked over to the rack and pulled a bow and arrow, failing to notice Percival’s eyes following your figure.  You notched an arrow, and took aim.  Just before you released the arrow, you felt arms wrap around your waist and lift you up.  You shrieked as your arrow flew well over the top of the target. 

“Gwaine, put me down!”  You smacked at his arms as you shrieked with laughter.   A loud crack caught your attention.  The two of you turned around.  The training dummy Percival had been using was missing an arm, and the knight in question was striding off the field.  You turned to look at Gwaine, who was looking at you with a twinkle in his eye.

“You’re welcome,” He put you down and left in the other direction.  You smiled and shook your head as you put your equipment away. 

“Hey, Y/N!” You turned as Merlin ran towards you.

“Hi, Merlin,” You smiled at him.  “What do you need?”

“Gaius and I are working on a project, and I need to grab an artifact from the store room of the castle,” He told you.  “And if I get caught…”

“Don’t worry, I’ll make sure no one catches you.”  You had stumbled upon Merlin’s secret when he first came to Camelot, and you had become close friends after the fact.  Whenever he had to run a magic-related errand, he asked you to act as his lookout.

“You’re the best!  Let’s meet at the store room in three hours, okay?”  You nodded and he left.  You finished putting away your things and retired to your chambers.

A few hours later you put on your darkest gown and made your way to the store room. 

“I should only be a few minutes,” Merlin told you.  You nodded.

“I’ll knock if someone’s coming.”  He nodded and disappeared inside the room.  You waited outside, looking down each side of the hall periodically.  It was pretty uneventful, but about twenty minutes later, you heard footsteps approaching.  You subtly knocked on the door as Percival turned the corner.  He looked angry and was walking with heavy footsteps.  He was staring at the floor until his eyes landed on the hem of your skirt.  He looked up, and as soon as his eyes met yours, he dipped into a bow.

“Your highness,” He greeted softly.

“Good evening, Percival,” You replied. 

“What are you doing at this hour?” 

“Oh, just enjoying the change of scenery,” You lied effortlessly.  He raised an eyebrow.  Crap.  He’s not buying it.  You tried to think of another excuse, but you were distracted by aloud crash. 

From inside the storage room.  Oh God.  Percival swiftly but gently moved you away from the door as he unsheathed his sword.

“Stay back,” He told you.  You were panicking.

“No wait!” You stalled. “I think it came from that way,” You pointed in a random direction but he wasn’t budging.  You were forced to use your last resort.  You began to run in the other direction like he had told you, but you fake-fell.  You let out a loud shriek of pain.  Percival whirled around, the noise in the store room forgotten.  He flew to your side and kneeled down, examining your ankle.  He gently removed your slipper and held it gingerly in his hand.

“It looks fine to me,” He told you.  You nodded.

“I guess I fell weird,” You admitted sheepishly. He smiled at you, but he was distracted by another crash.  Dammit Merlin!  He went to stand up, and you knew you wouldn’t be able to stop him a second time.

There was one thing left to do.

You grabbed Percival’s shoulder, pulled him down to your level, and firmly pressed your lips to his.  He stiffened, before wrapping his arms around you and kissing you back hungrily.  You wrapped your arms around his neck as he lifted you up and into his arms.  You distantly heard the door open and footsteps run in the other direction.  When you pulled apart, you were both panting.

“But…what about Gwaine?”  He asked uncertainly.

“Don’t worry.  He’s just a friend.”

“But you two are always flirting.”             

“Well…to be honest… we were just doing that to make you jealous.  I’ve liked you forever, but I had no idea if you felt the same or not.”  He stared at you for a moment, before smiling softly.  He pressed his forehead to yours.

“Of course I felt the same. How could I not?”

I wanted to know for sure.”  He laughed softly.

“How’s this for confirmation?” He murmured before quickly claiming your lips again.

Thanks to the anon for requesting this one!

  • <p> <b>Gwaine:</b> Y'all gotta admit - I'm hella pretty.<p/><b>Percival:</b> True. Pretty pathetic.<p/></p>